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[anacrea]

remember about pages???? Like actual url.tumblr .com/about or /about-me....... now people are pinning posts and linking caards.... fuck i feel old on this site

[ultram0th]

December 17: Wesley Adema

00 │ 01 │ 02 │ 03 │ 04 │ 05 │ 06 │ 07 │ 08 │ 09 │ 10 │ 11 │ 12 │ 13 │ 14 │ 15 │ 16 │ 17

Wesley Adema tried to hide his smirk as his latest client flipped through the pages of the contract for the new home. Wesley was an avid real estate agent, famous for his good looks and for selling expensive homes to lavish clients in Spain. Of course he had the know-how for business and how to sell, but he also knew that his good looks would sometimes help to seal the deal.

Such was the case for this current client.

Wesley had known that his client, an affluent-looking older man who wore a suit that reminded him of a university professor especially when paired with the trimmed white beard, had been into him from the start. Wesley hadn’t been oblivious to the frequent stares and admiring glances his way from the other man as he’d shown him the home. The real estate guru hadn’t minded; quite the opposite actually. Wesley had made sure to dress in form-fitting suits so that he could show off his musculature at every chance he could, knowing that he’d be able to get this older man to sign in no time flat if he continued to work his charm.

Lo and behold, the older man was just about to sign on the dotted line, buying an expensive house that would definitely bring Wesley a fat commission. He was so caught up in the excitement of getting another big pay out, that he’d barely paid any more attention to the older man, his job already done pretty much.

The older man hesitated before signing. “Oh, I’m not seeing a certain… amenity,” he pointed out, his deep voice sounding disappointed.

Wesley pulled out his phone and already started to type up the blurb for his next social media post where he’d brag about selling another house, so he just shrugged his broad shoulders. “Just pencil it in,” he impatiently told the other man.

The client gave a throaty chuckle. “If you insist.” He scribbled on the contract and then slid it and the pen towards Wesley for him to sign.

Without a second thought, Wesley snatched the pen and signed on the line where indicated.

The exact second Wesley finished signing, he felt his body tense up. “Hnng!” the stud grunted as he felt a massive tingle ripple over his frame, followed by the sounds of his clothes ripping to shreds.

All of the muscles in Wesley’s body began to inflate all at once. His back and shoulders broadened to an absurd width, making it so that the stud would have to enter through any standard-sized door sideways now. His arms packed on so much muscle that they were barely flexible, and his rotund biceps were forced to rest atop his flaring lats. Pecs ballooned outwards, blocking the view of anything below them; and his nipples even enlarged and poked off his meaty pecs as they hardened. He felt his waist start to pinch inwards, turning his frame into an hourglass figure. This was made even more prominent as his glutes swelled up and bubbled out from his lower back, rivaling the size of melons. Thighs widened to help accommodate the mass at Wesley’s back, and the growing hunk had to readjust his stance in order to make up for their sheer size.

Wesley’s cock shot to attention, lengthening as it hardened. It went from an impressive seven inches to nearly thirteen, and it was thick as a beer can. It jutted out in front of the growing stud, already leaking precum. His balls inflated to the size of lemons.

As a final touch the small wrinkles at Wesley’s eyes disappeared, as did the stubble on his jaw which squared off. A dull smile formed on the real estate agent’s face once the transformation was done. His eyes widened again when he felt new clothes magically appear on his larger, muscled frame: a pair of red speedos that barely covered his bubble butt and girthy cock, and a baseball hat that he wore backwards. Besides that, the hunk was left to leave his new physique on full display to the older man before him.

The client smirked as he crossed his arms in front of his beefy chest, admiring his work that stood before him.

Wesley took a hesitant step forward, a look of panic crossing over his face as he felt flesh rubbing against flesh in a manner it never had before. Everything felt so heavy. Yet, the feeling passed as soon as he saw the other man, his barely contained cock twitching as he took in the sight of his former client.

Wesley rubbed at his temples, having a little difficulty reaching with his massive biceps and forearms pushing against each other. “Ugh, what happened, Bro?” Wesley bellowed in his deeper voice. He paused at the odd words that left his mouth, but the thick fog that seemed to settle into his brain wouldn’t let him dwell on it for long.

The older man chuckled. “Don’t worry about a thing, Muscleboy,” he grinned as he gestured towards the sink. “Why don’t you start cleaning up, and then I’ll take care of that hard cock for you?”

Wesley felt his heart race in his muscled chest, and he eagerly nodded. “Okay!” he happily said, waddling over to the sink. He paused when he felt like his butt shouldn’t be bouncing as much as it was, but he shook it off. Plus, he had to put all of his leftover brain power, which wasn’t much, to work as he tried to wash dishes with his pecs and biceps constantly pushing against one another. His big, muscled arms would sometimes jostle a permanently hard nipple, making him shudder as a wet mark started to form on the front of his speedos.

But Wesley was determined. In his eyes, the older man was his daddy, and he lived with him to serve his every need. New memories filtered into the inflated man’s brain— images of him constantly working out, fucking, flexing, and doing chores around the house for the older man. Wesley was completely head over heels for the daddy, and he couldn’t resist wiggling his hips as he stood at the sink, making his rotund booty jiggle for him.

The older man just smirked, eying what he’d penciled in on the contract which he and Wesley had signed: Wesley Adema will be my live-in, slutty muscleboy.

The dim muscleboy quickly got distracted at the sink and began to admire his muscled frame, flexing and bouncing his mammoth tits, getting lost in the sheer expanse of flesh. Nothing much was going on in his head, but he didn’t care.

He loved being his daddy’s live-in muscleboy, getting to flex and get fucked by him all the time!

[anouchard]

Malevolent Liveblog: Episode 11

SURPRISE

Spoilers under the cu(l)t ...

"LEFT.

THE OTHER LEFT."

"NO. LISTEN TO ME."

John, your voice is voicing.

oooooh are they gonna infiltrate?

John finding the mask comforting. 🥹

yessssss

"I ... yes. I think this works."

WHAT THE HELL.

HOW DO THEY KNOW WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ARTHUR. WHAT THE ACTUAL HECK.

THIS IS INSANE.

ARTHUR ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS.

Lmao all I can think is "is the Entity you worship in the room with us right now?"

ARE WE THE CULT.

IS HARLAN THE CULT.

I mean Harlan is everyone, so ... yes.

HAS THIS ENTIRE THING BEEN A TEST FOR ARTHUR.

John's bedside manner continues to be immaculate.

THERE IS NOW SOMETHING ON THE PAGE.

Uh oh.

NO WAY NO WAY NO NO NO

WHAT THE HELL HOW IS THIS CONTINUING.

CREATURE.

OH GOD.

Harlan Guthrie how dare you tap in to my very specific fear of spooky books that write your destiny as you go along.

"You're being a puppet and you don't even see it." 👀

OH FOR GOD'S SAKE IT'S A SPIDER.

YEAH, WE GET THAT IT'S A BIG SPIDER, JOHN.

JUST TELL HIM TO RUN, STOP DESCRIBING.

HA Arthur just said the exact same thing.

Listen, I like spiders.

But WOW.

That was INTENSE.

Arthur and John are both capable of being fantastic and abysmal in a crisis. So far, it seems they take turns.

OH MY GOD you guys do they literally share a brain cell?

OH yeah this defo feels like Arthur is being tested.

Ooooh, they're going full Smaug ...

sneak sneak sneak sneak

TO THE LEFT

TAKE THE CHUTE NOW Y'ALL

YEAH DAMN RIGHT WE DON'T KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENING, JOHN.

Oooh, is this THE lighter?

"There must be something bigger than you and I."

John: Than you, maybe.

Madness has found us? This is its home?

These LINES, man.

I THOUGHT IT COULDN'T GET HERE. ANOTHER ROUTE? OH GOD.

WHAT IS IT WITH HORROR PODCASTS AND LIGHTERS.

This music is so good.

JOHN WHY WOULD YOU SAY "I MIGHT TAKE YOUR BODY FROM YOU".

Then again, the fact he's saying that and being honest ... hmmm.

AWWWW, HE TRUSTS HIM.

"You shouldn't. It'll be the death of you, Arthur."

And SCENE. WHAT A FINISH!

[saintseiya-zone]

We’re happy to announce the next SSZ Zine!

The theme will be Hades' Specter-focused and you can participate with fanarts, fanfics, photos and cosplays. Stay updated by joining our Discord!

Sign-up timeframe: 02-16/Nov/2024 23:59 UTC -6

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Submission period: 26/Dec/2024 to 8/Jan/2025 23:59 UTC -6

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[About the Zine]

Description: Dark, evil, and wicked, Specters are the final boss to face in the Saint Seiya franchise. Abandon hope all ye who enter here!

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Type: The final compilation of all fanworks will be a free, digital PDF file (no physical versions will be made, no money will be earned or paid)

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✪ This means most characters will have 1 fanart only. That said, due to their popularity, the following characters will be allowed a max of 2 fanarts overall: Hades, Wyvern Radamanthys, Griffon Minos, Garuda Aiacos, Pandora Heinstein

The Character Confirmation list will be updated daily at 19:00 UTC -6 until the sign-up period is concluded. We appreciate your patience while this occurs. Once you are added to the list and your character is confirmed, you may start working on your submission. This is on a First Come, First Served basis.

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[radaverse]

Wow those ocs looks amazing did you made them?

Ohh! You mean the ones from the Samurai Jack AU? (Paws of Magic ✨)

The SJ Kids

I didn't do everything, I made Mai but the other two are made by my comic teammates, @tireddovahkiin and @darknadaworld respectively. Their lore is all made by the 3 three of us yapping and brainstorming hehe

These OCs are pretty much here to make this Samurai Jack Gen2

Mai

Mai is Jack's adoptive daughter, she's a 8 year old Chiyuchilla (extinct species that looked like colorful chinchillas with (minimal) healing powers), She's a samurai like her dad bestie

Cheerful, happy-go-lucky, very stubborn and resilient. But also a bit of a scaredycat.

Roni

Roni is Aku's first son (aside from Ashi cuz nobody knew she existed atm). He's a 11 year old tiny Oni (or whatever Aku is lmao). He was created by Aku and he's the world's best and fastest machine builder.

Stubborn, determined, tough and stoic, definitely not talkative, but secretly kind.

Muran

Muran is Aku's second son (and Costar's only son). He's a 4 year old (later 5) mix of an Oni and Star folk. He looks like a dragon wiwi.

Curious, silent, excited, affectionate (with his fam) and a bit mischievous 😈

If you came from the Smile animatic part I posted, what you saw there was their adult versions.

(Muran wasn't in that exact part but you'll see him later ✨)

A little thing to add about Muran:

Like Aku, he can shapeshift easily so his height always varies. What you're seeing here are his small forms.

As a child his default height was 5'1/154cm. As an adult it's about 50 feet/15m. Scarily close to Aku. He might often make himself way smaller to interact better with his fam.

Another important OC of the au comics is Costar. She's not one of the kids and isn't present in the animation but it's still really worth mentioning.

She's a Star being that got thrown to earth, now living there with Aku and becoming his most beloved servant. Then some sort of empress of the earth. (cosku moment)

(Art by Darknadaworld)

Costar's full ref and info here

So yeah, these four are super important for the au!

The AU comic (only 2 pages so far but we're cooking lol)

[thepringlesofblood]

Ayda Aguefort character sheet!

I went through FHSY transcripts and wrote down every spell she used and figured out what level she was and made a full character sheet for my beautiful wife, Ayda Aguefort.

Actual character sheet and plaintext description below the cut: here's how I figured it out.

Ayda has one (1) 7th level spell slot, and presumably no 8th level spell slots, since she can only cast Teleport once per day. This puts her at either 13th or 14th level, the only difference being that at 14th level, Divination wizards get "Greater Portent", aka an extra Portent roll per long rest. Looking through the transcripts, she never uses more than 2 portent rolls per long rest, so we will assume she is 13th level.

In terms of background, "Sage" makes the most sense. Like, you roll to determine your “specialty” and one of the options is librarian. She’s gotta be a sage. This gives her proficiencies in arcana and history, two languages of choice, and the "Researcher" feat - “When you attempt to learn or recall a piece of lore, if you do not know that information, you often know where and from whom you can obtain it." Extremely in character

Wizards pick 2 proficiencies from Arcana, History, Insight, Investigation, Medicine, and Religion. I picked Investigation & Medicine, since she already gets Arcana and History from "Sage".

Spells are tricky - I included every spell she uses in the series, but wizard spellbooks are weird in that there's kind of no limit to the amount of spells you can know, the limit is just on how many you can prepare. You automatically learn two new spells per level, so I went through and added other spells (in italics) up to the minimum amount of spells she would know, and then made a list of other spells that seem likely for her to know, or that you could switch in if you like. she does fully live in a library so like. who knows what she could know?

Also, there's a spell she uses during the fight aboard the Goldenrod that sounds a lot like Steel Wind Strike, though it isn't 100% confirmed, so I put a question mark next to it. We also don't know what exact spell she was going to use to "flood hell" - I chose Tidal Wave because it seemed most likely, but it could also be a spell of her own invention.

Final product below the cut!

the reason these don't have image IDs is bc I'm putting the IDs after the images bc there's so much text. also sorry the resolution's shit i don't know why that happened it looks fine on my computer. also i don't know how passive wisdom works im sorry its probably just her normal wisdom (11)??

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Character Name: Ayda Aguefort

Class & level: Wizard (Divination) 13

Background: Sage

Player name: bleem

Race: half-phoenix

Alignment: Lawful neutral

Experience points: [blank]

Ability scores Str 18 (+4) Dex 15 (+2) Char 16 (+3) Int 20 (+5) Wis 11 (+0) Con 14 (+2)

AC 14

Proficiency bonus: +5

Inspiration: [blank]

Initiative: +2

Hit point total: 72

Hit dice: 13 d6 Speed 80

Saving throws:

Strength: +4

Dex: +2

Con: +2

Int: +10 (proficient)

Wis: +5 (proficient)

Cha: +3

Skills

Acrobatics: +2

Animal Handling: +0

Arcana: +10 (proficient)

Athletics: +4

Deception: +3

History: +10 (proficient)

Insight: +0

Intimidation: +3

Investigation: +10 (proficient)

Medicine: +5 (proficient)

Nature: +5

Perception: +0

Performance: +3

Persuasion: +3

Religion: +5

Sleight of Hand: +2

Stealth: +2

Survival: +0

Passive Wisdom: [blank]

Languages: Common, Phoenix, + two others of your choice from Sage background (I chose Infernal & Elvish)

Personality Traits: amazing

Ideals: [blank]

Bonds: Fig (paramour), Adaine (best friend), Kristen, Fabian, Riz, Gorgug (transitive best friends), Garthy (parental figure/guardian/adopted child of a previous incarnation of herself), Arthur Aguefort ("father")

Flaws: [blank]

Features & Traits:

Flight (see: Half-Phoenix)

Fly speed = 80

Fire Immunity (see: Half-Phoenix)

Ayda is immune to all fire damage

Portent (Div. lvl 2) - roll 2 d20 at the end of each long rest. You can replace any attack roll, saving throw, or ability check made by you or a creature that you can see with one of these rolls (once per turn)

Expert Divination (Div. lvl 6) - When you cast a divination spell of 2nd level or higher using a spell slot, you regain one expended spell slot. The slot you regain must be of a level lower than the spell you cast and can't be higher than 5th level

Third Eye (Div. lvl 10) - choose one of the following benefits, which lasts until you are incapacitated or you take a short or long rest. You can't use this feature again until you finish a short or long rest.

- Darkvision: You gain darkvision out to a range of 60 feet

- Ethereal Sight: You can see into the Ethereal Plane within 60 feet of you.

- Greater Comprehension: You can read any language

See Invisibility: You can see invisible creatures and objects within 10 feet of you that are within line of sight.

Attacks & Spellcasting

[formatted like] Name, ATK Bonus, Damage/Type

Fireball, +10, 8d6 fire (+1d6 per lvl)

Steel Wind Strike, +10, 6d10 force

Tidal Wave, dex save DC 18, 4d8 bludgeoning & prone if fail

Equipment: so many books

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Spellcasting Class: Wizard (Div.) 13

Spellcasting Ability: INT

Spell Save DC: 18

Spell Attack Bonus: +10

Prepared Spells Limit: 18

(spells in italics are speculative, based on the min # of wizard spells she would have at this level. the rest are canon. feel free to add or subtract as desired!)

Cantrips (lvl 0)

Prestidigitation

Message

Mage Hand

Mending

Control Flames

other potential cantrips: Lightning Lure, Dancing lights, Minor Illusion

Spell Level 1

slots total: 4

Find Familiar

Synod

Protection from Evil and Good

Detect Magic

Shield

Ayda's Comprehend Subtext

Comprehend languages

Identify

Illusory script

Snare

Spell Level 2

slots total: 3

Invisibility

Enlarge/Reduce

Misty Step

Hold Person

Spell Level 3

slots total: 3

Sending (pirate)

Counterspell

Dispel Magic

Clairvoyance

Remove Curse

Fireball

Tongues

Tidal Wave

Spell Level 4

slots total: 3

Greater Invisibility

Banishment

Scry

Arcane Eye

Spell Level 5

slots total: 2

Steel Wind Strike (?)

Legend Lore

Spell Level 6

slots total: 1

True Seeing

Spell Level 7

slots total: 1

Plane Shift

Teleport

Spell Level 8 [blank]

other good potential spells: Unseen servant, Thunder wave, Tasha's hideous laughter, Knock, Locate object, Scorching ray, Shatter, Web, Animate objects, Symbol, Bigby's hand, Storm sphere, Control Wind, Mordekainen's Private Sanctum, Conjure Elemental, Dimension Door

Spell Level 9 [blank]

Flood Hell [level & specifics unknown]

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Character name: Ayda Aguefort

Age: 17 (present), over 300 (total)

Height: 6-7 ft

Weight: [blank]

Eyes: fire

Skin: dark brown

Hair: fire

Character Appearance

“A Resplendent, Beautiful Woman”

Digitigrade ankles

bird feet

golden talons

orange runic tattoos

books in bandoliers like guns

undercut: fire

wings: fire

ear cuff (from Fig)

resembles Arthur Aguefort, her father

Character Backstory

perfect :)

Allies & Organizations

Compass Points Library

The Bad Kids

The Gold Gardens (Garthy)

Fig & The Sig Figs

[a screenshot of Ayda's official junior year character art (standing), taken from her wiki page]

Additional features & traits

“a resplendent beautiful woman who from the knees down has large talons, she also has digitigrade ankles, she has those ankles that kind of kick back like a lot of animal feet do. So from the knees on down become these almost like metallic golden talons. She bears a striking resemblance to Arthur Aguefort the moment you look at her”

“She looks kind of harpy-esque until you realize that she does have arms in addition to wings. So she has these incredibly, and as they spread, deep red wings that as they approach the tips of the feathers sort of change into orange, and by the time they get to yellow, flicker in a little edge of flame on the outside of the wings. She's dressed in sort of like white linen pants with a pirate's sash on them. No guns or anything you can see. Sort of vest, a lot of sort of orange runes tattooed on her arms, you see that she has a short shock of red hair, it seems to be not on the sides or back as much, almost like a plume of red fiery hair that comes off the top of her head. And her eyes have pupils in them but are otherwise clearly roiling balls of flame.”

“You see that she does have two scrolls at the side on her bandolier, and similarly to the guy downstairs, but sort of like she has it on those leather harnesses you would have for guns, but it's two small books strapped under each arm.”

Treasure: [blank]

[pocima]

My seasonal music highlights: fall 2024 ☎️

Welcome to another installment of my songs of the season lists, this marks the fourth entry, which means I’ve been dedicated to this series for a year now and I’m incredibly glad about that 💪🏻 I didn’t save as much music in my library as the rest of the year, I have 105 songs in my spring playlist, 86 in my summer one and only 51 on the fall one. However, the new music I did tune into this season, I was absolutely HOOKED on most of it. You can check out the previous installment here, this playlist is not in order, * = full album/EP to be discussed in the yearly favorite project recap. 💋

❤️‍🩹 Drums of Death - FKA twigs

FKA twigs' Eusexua is rightfully one of the most anticipated (including by me) 2025 albums, with a gradual rollout involving three singles accompanied by visuals and worldbuilding of unprecedented quality, along with a couple of performances that unveil more of the album's offerings. (In fact, here’s one where she performed 7 out of 11 of its songs. 😋🍽️) The most recent of the three singles, Drums of Death, is a rather blunter approach to the sound she's crafted, compared to the trance infuenced quiet waters of Eusexua or the welcoming alternative pop land of Perfect Stranger. Drums of Death leans on a backbone of diced up vocals, kicks and claps, while the pre-chorus and chorus bring in the harmonies and melodicity. To some fans, it feels rather like an interlude, and is a let down compared to its snippet feature in the MV of Eusexua. Personally, tasteful repetitiveness is something I've been appreciating in music and literature lately. When artists who have a firm grasp on musical and literary techniques do it, instead of being told, "well here's a song that I didn't put all that thought into but I hope it stays on your mind and your Tiktok page", to me it feels like I'm masterfully being serenaded or trapped, invited to experience the worldview of the track either way. That’s part of the reason why I prefer the build-up in the studio version, it leaves more room for the intro to shine and gives an opportunity to a more major drop and conclusion. Besides, you know how big of a fan I am of this specific type of glitchy production; and combined with twigs’ elegance, talent and self-expression, you have no choice but to fall for her offerings and stay seated for her entire project to be unleashed (in January!).

❤️‍🩹 second demise - 4s4ki (co-prod. NUU$HI & The Back Horn’s Eizumi Kannami)*

Miss 4s4ki hasn’t appeared in the long reviews sections of these lists in the past 2 entries, not because the music was bad in any way but because she dropped singles instead of projects and I couldn’t find much to say about them despite them being incredible as always, however know her crown remains untouched. Collective Obsession was her first body of work in a while, since June 2023 album Code Ge4ss to be exact, and second demise specifically was revealed first in a live performance. I basically heard the entire song previously and that didn’t stop me from hyperventilating at night when listening to the studio version. second demise offers the drum & bass mastery offered in multiple past projects of 4s4ki’s, as well as electric guitars being part of the base for the instrumentals and a drill section for the second verse, which is a first time entry for her genre versatility record. What makes this track so so special isn’t even what I listed above, it’s the way all of this is executed in such a siren-like, haunting way. The synth that appears in the intro and the (pre-)choruses, her hypnotic processed vocals and adlibs, the key switches (I’m not even usually a fan of key changes but this is an excellent example of one), the lyricism… yeah, this is exactly the type of 4s4ki songs I’m the most drawn to. I’m still so impressed at the fact that she’s physically unable to miss with her releases AND she keeps taking her game to the next level. If you’re not tuned in for her releases like I am, you’re missing out severely, on unimaginable levels. Oh, and I knew NUU$HI was goated since I heard his production on echo’s no scars, and I will be getting into The Back Horn as well.

❤️‍🩹 Whiplash - aespa

If HYBE truly wanted to outdo aespa, they would’ve leaked information on what they’ve been eating this year, because whatever it is, it’s made them cook up an unseen before smash hit run. I’ve been consistently talking about their music in this series and on my blog overall, and talking about some “omg NOW this might be their best title/song” and whatnot, and this time they decided to put an end to my dilemmas. Whiplash is my favorite aespa song ever, let alone title tracks. It’s exactly the sound that I’ve been begging aespa to incorporate into their discovery for all the three years that I’ve been a fan of them, it’s effortlessly catchy, it���s not dedicated to mainstream audiences but catches their attention because of how well-defined it is, it’s gritty, it’s mature. (If you grabbed my head during its release week and shook it you’d hear “one look give ‘em whiplash” echoing.) It’s futuristic tech house highly reminiscent of Boys Noize or Gesaffelstein (@timetravellingkitty gets me on this one), with techno synths and a classy drum pattern perfect for voguing or catwalking printed all over. Despite the relative monotony of the track; the verses, chorus and vocal performances remain top-tier. No member feels like they didn’t get what they deserved (which has been an issue on multiple previous title tracks), they’re now all at the forefront both in the song and the choreography, their parts are designed for them to shine individually while being harmonious with each other. Whiplash is currently peak aespa, perfectly pop, perfectly experimental, perfect in all aspects from production to creative direction to the aespa girls glowing with confidence, knowing their improvement, skills, artistic achievements and that they all truly outdid themselves in all areas with this release.

❤️‍🩹 Puchica - Isabella Lovestory

Neoperreo pop princess Isabella Lovestory is back with her consistency, her signature synth-heavy reggaeton and unique, campy in the best was possible art direction. Púchica, the title being Central American lingo roughly meaning “damn!”, had been teased for quite some time before its release (including that May 11 livestream where she teased VIP and some currently unreleased gems), and the single cover alone, consisting of a self-made collage, reflects the track’s expected flashiness. (Heavy on the self-made as well as her also directing and editing the MV herself, we love a true audiovisual artist. ❤️‍🔥 Oh, and calling all 5 neoperreo fans on this site: Taichu is featured in the video!) What I probably enjoyed most about this single is that the beloved 8-bit synths from Tacón were brought back because those never fail to scratch an itch in my brain, accompanied by slot machine spinning sounds to match the lottery win theme of the track (an explicit “damn, I hit the jackpot!” 👀). If you listen to Isabella, you already know she has an ear for a permanently infectious chorus, and this is one that lived in my head rent free for one of the longest amounts of time. And those slight switch-ups for the last four bars of the second verse and the last post-chorus? Satisfying 8-bit excellence. Well, that’s an immaculate continuation of a skipless discography, and even though she postponed IL2 (2025 🙏🏻), we were well fed with this year’s singles nevertheless. The independent popstar scene really hit the lotto with her. Ay vos, como púchica, púchica 💃🏻

❤️‍🩹 UFO - f5ve

On the previous entry for my seasonal recaps, I talked somewhat lengthily about f5ve’s come-up in girl group fans’ eyes and them finding their group identity, and since then, my love and appreciation for their music and skills and everything they have going on has only grown. The biggest reason for this is their successful follow-up to their summer release Underground, which has truly proven they’re one of the most intriguing and artistically polished acts in the pop game right now. A major attention grabber for UFO was the A.G. Cook and Nömak co-production, largely thanks to executive producer Bloodpop’s connections (and it’s kind of hilarious to observe people who are less familiar with PCMus get shocked at this). The hype surrounding this paid off immensely as the production of the track is absolutely otherworldly: UFO claw whirring noises start reverberating and builds up into synth-filled electropop heaven. Oh boy THE SYNTHS ON THIS… I have yet to recover from how they rewired my brain. With the unforgettable verses, chorus and the “gacha, gacha, gacha find out”, you too will find yourself replaying and singing along to the whole song nonstop. A sick double entendre at the core of this song that I believe needs to be mentioned more is how the usual usage of the term “UFO” intertwines with its Japanese meaning, which is the claw machine you come across in arcades, and you can probably tell the simile comes from their claws and how they grab objects. The track and MV tell a story of a schoolgirl with supernatural powers (ESPER SHOGAKUSEI, that’s that collective consciousness) who puts them to use in said claw machines, and while it’s lighthearted and incredibly entertaining, it’s also another incredible example of f5ve bringing in Japanese culture to the Western originated hyperpop scene and the whole world. (Two amazing articles where the girls discuss this, highly recommend giving them a read. And please start talking about how talented and well-spoken the members are because that’s not brought up enough either.) f5ve members and the team behind them have made it clear they’re here to press their stamp on contemporary pop, and they’re heading nearer towards cult classic status with every comeback.

❤️‍🩹 BLACK LIGHT - LSDXOXO*

LSDXOXO has been an icon in the underground club scene for over a decade now, and though his debut album DOGMA swerves into a slightly different direction of alternative R&B, cloud rap and breakbeats, what Black Light offers may be his most addictive yet. At least to me personally: I’ve been hyping up a good number of gritty bass and pluck dense songs released this year, including TAN’s Hypertonic (the successor to FEMM’s L.C.S. and yes I will die on this hill) and echo’s GAME. I’m kind of seeing a pattern of Yasutaka Nakata produced 2000s J-pop having a full circle moment, as well as Black musicians pioneering techno and house, with this J-pop subgenre drawing from both making this moment go deeper in history. I am not complaining about it in the slightest because the artists who have taken that path have amended the style to work for them so far, therefore letting the tracks stand strong regardless of said nostalgia factor. In LSDXOXO’s case, the tone of his take on the style is unlike the aforementioned songs. Techno and house have been at the heart of his work for throughout his whole career, so this experience and the melancholic-ish tone of the album amount for a more mellow but really memorable synth pop/alternative R&B track. If you’re simultaneously a 2000s J-pop and contemporary EDM enjoyer and you’re seeking those dance pop highs but maybe with a colder twist, you’re the target audience for this.

❤️‍🩹 Viola - Yves

The beloved LOONA members bouncing back from everything they’ve put through and finding their own callings whether in groups or as soloists is something I find immensely commendable. Out of the girls’ post-BBC (keep pirating the BBC music btw) releases, Viola became an instant favorite with its 2010s-20s Hannah Diamond and A.G. Cook coded OG hyperpop realness, immaculate sound design and refined (especially by K-pop standards) creative direction. My liking for this track is representative of my K-pop and non K-pop tastes blending into each other, as it pushes the boundaries of K-pop and possesses some of my favorite characteristics of my most played music from the alternative pop scene. The vocals are distorted, the synths are pitched, everything is processed and multi-layered, the MV isn’t too show-offish and instead relies on the wonders of cinematography and video editing. (I am strongly against Paix Per Mil’s use of generative AI though, and so is Yves herself.) Just like that, the rules of mainstream K-pop are tastefully bent. Something I truly appreciate about Yves and her team is that they’re successfully building a niche. Rather than trying to find that hit or predict what the GP or different fanbases will support, they’re forming a community that is truly here for her very own music and artistry, as well as giving a handful of long-time Orbits the experimentation they were anticipating for years. I’ve been pleading for K-pop labels to follow this tactic for ages and stop pandering to just about anybody, so seeing such a refreshing release is like a dream come true. No matter your familiarity with K-pop or LOONA, Yves is a full-fledged solo artist worth following.

❤️‍🩹 BACK2BACK - STARKIDS*

First things first, Starkids will pay for that heinous disbandment prank of theirs. That’s a line you simply don’t cross with a veteran K-popper that has been traumatized from some of her favorite groups being mistreated and disbanding, one of the worst incidents happening THIS SUMMER. My heart dropped to the 10th circle of hell when I saw that letter on their page with the “translation” and all. In my gut I sensed that they were trolling, but I was also mentally unprepared to lose this unmatched Japanese hyperpop band that continued to cook up hits. Anyway, that really did turn out to be a gimmick for a surprise FULL album drop so they’re forgiven. The most accurate description I can give about Starkids is that they’re the life of the party in the Japanese music scene, and honestly music overall. They know how to have fun to the fullest and reflect that dopamine rush in every aspect of their work. Their new album is no exception to this, and each one of the songs feels injectable, but currently I’m the most stuck on Back2Back. I’m a sucker for both 2-step and 4/4 club beats, so the combination of both (and especially that first switch-up) spoke to me. “Prod. BENXNI” says everything you need about the production quality (hint: that means it’s top-tier). And once again, they don’t take themselves too seriously with their bars or attitudes, but what distinguishes them from low quality so-called “satire” is that they put their souls into it. Yes, they’re unserious and lean into irony at times, but it’s all authentic, hearty and expertly executed. The members have talked about being purely themselves and how that’s a huge priority for them, and they’re surely achieving that and therefore getting love from me and fellow listeners. They’ve proven that they won’t change their mind on staying true to themselves, so there’s nothing to worry about in relation to the music or the group. I just need them to never scare me with that type of prank ever again.

❤️‍🩹 Shoulda Woulda Coulda - FLO*

Beautiful vocals, no-skip catalogue, charisma and chemistry: the ingredients for the UK’s it group FLO. I’ve been a huge FLOlifer since their debut EP The Lead, and they finally have their anticipated debut album Access All Areas out; seeing them grow so much and do their thing on this project makes me proud as an almost day 1 fan. 🥹 The album plays around with different sides of R&B and showcases the girls’ improved skills, and naturally I didn’t have an easy time picking a definite favorite track, but my dice ended up rolling on Shoulda Woulda Coulda. It’s one of the most 2000s callback type songs on the LP, marking a return to The Lead and 3 of Us’ sound which is my favorite musical style from them and a large part of the appeal of this song particularly. However, just like true musical it girls and innovative artists, they don’t entirely rely on nostalgia. I’ve talked about this in both in this post and probably many previous posts, but as tempting it is to market directly through the past, it immediately turns cheap if you don’t have your own spin to it, you just end up with ripoffs in the name of “bringing the good old music back”. Thankfully that’s a trap FLO avoid, curating their work surrounding their own identity and what suits them. The harmonizing right off the bat tells you about the vocal strength of the track (and what they have in store in general), the structure is full but never overwhelming (length is 3:47 too so we’re eating 🙏🏻), the violins at the back add depth to the instrumentals. The bridge is one of their best, and that says a lot because catching up to their bridge building is on the bucket list of future architects. Congratulations to FLO for coming through with girl group excellence like they always do, and I’m sure their future endeavors will take them places even further.

Mini-reviews

🍁 Midnight Cowboy - JADE: Mesmerizing voice, gritty-leaning production. Currently 3 singles in, with this being the second one, and Jade is already a cutting-edge popstar.

🍁 UNHHH - Lolo Zouaï: Yet another dancey R&B smash from Lolo, impressed but not surprised. Yeah you know I’m tryna unhhh, unhhhh

🍁 f5ve - Underground (DJ Chari, French Cries, STARKIDS Remix): It would be criminal of me to write so much about two of my favorite hyperpop bands and not mention their very real COLLABORATION. It’s everything I could ask from a f5ve x Starkids collab and more. The breakbeats are too scrumptious, French Cries/Spaceboy you’re so loved.

🍁 2BADGYALZ - Bree Runway: Another one of my favorite UK it girls on some of the nastiest bass I’ve heard in my entire life. So worth having my brains blown off.

🍁 6plus9 - HYRA: When am I not up for more textured ‘00s inspired electropop, another top-notch example at that?

🍁 take it offff - horsegiirL: So thankful to @lilamala for putting me onto her because I’ve received nothing but bangers, whether they remain in the usual happy hardcore zone or slide onto some Eurodance.

🍁 NATSUMELO - Shaka Bose: Last but never least. Kind of resembles his earlier work such as In My Space but shows his advancement in producing and rapping. I don’t know how many times this man has talked about finishing the album, but he needs to know I cannot wait for it.

Thank you for reading another one of my yap sessions, and if you’ve been sticking around since the beginning of the series, thank you once again and I hope it’s a fun experience for you 🫶🏻 Let’s hope I’m somewhat on time like this entry and that the series remains active!

[riaarivic]

HATE 9: DANGER (M) I MYG x F!reader

🌙 Pairings YoongixReader

🌙 Genres Mafia!AU, Smut, Angst, Action, Thriller, Enemies to lovers

🌙 Rating 18+ minors DNI

🌙 Summary  You were an INTERPOL Agent assigned to infiltrate the depths of the most powerful Gang in South Korea: The Seven Moons. Your objective: to impersonate the daughter of one of their leaders and destroy the operation from within. That is, if they don't discover you first.

And Traitors won’t have the mercy of a quick death

🌙 Warnings For this chapter: mentions of death, drugs and vioence, foul language, mentions of organized crime. Smut (yes, finally) explicit sex scene.

🌙 A/N At no time do I (the author) encourage this activity in life, it is important that you know that the criminal acts in this book are that, a crime, as well as harmful to health and should not be romanticized. This is all a work of fiction for entertainment.

Love, Ria

🌙 Chapter wordcount 5k (the longest one yet)

🌙 Series Index

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HATE 9: DANGER (M) I MYG x F!reader

You don't have me, but I'm so full of you I'm going crazy So why are you doing this to me? Why are you making a fool out of me?

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The more you fuck around… 

The more you’ll find out. 

Your grandmother used to tell you that everytime you got in trouble and in the Seven Moons’s case: They’ve been fucking around for too long. 

The Seven Moons’s history went way back to the first kkangpae during the Japanese occupation and the fights against the yakuza. They smuggled guns to the country during the military run in the 80’s. And of course were the Drug Kings during the clan wars 20 years ago. Every time a new leader rose, the clan had a new name and the member deleted every piece of evidence that linked them to their previous organization.

A clean page to start over. 

And in the end if there’s no body, there’s no crime. 

That is why they were yet to find out. 

The Seven Moons under Kim DoHan’s rule, were untouchable. Every crime committed by his orders was untraceable to him and his sons; they always made sure that someone else got their hands dirty and in the case they did finish a job they had enough people in power to make sure no one would ask questions. 

All of the seven young leaders' criminal records were so squeaky clean they could run for office. You were surprised you didn't see any pictures of Kim Namjoon or Kim Seokjin kissing babies on their files.

You could do a lot of fucking around if you were sure you’ll never get caught. 

That was the reason you were sent to Seoul in the first place.

And for the past 3 days you learned one thing. 

Kim Dohan and his seven moons were very fucking good at fucking around and not finding out. 

But pride was the cardinal sin of the powerful and more often than not, the reason for their demise. All you needed was to find an opening on The Seven Moon’s arrogance. 

And the best one you found. 

Was finding your way to Suga's bed. 

You weren’t really proud of it. But you have to do what you’ve got to do. 

“By any means necessary” were the exact words of the Lieutenant and sitting on the Shadow’s face on your second night in Seoul fell into that category. 

Not that you had other motives for it. 

The sun was about to rise in the sky when you finally reached your bedroom in the mansion and you knew you could not sleep tonight, not after what you saw at Jhope’s warehouse. 

You’ve witnessed violence, you served in the military, you’ve been in a war. 

But you’ve never seen something so cruel…

It was pure evil, the way those bodies piled up. 

And the message. 

“This is how the devil pays for your loyalty” 

Written with their own clansmen blood. 

Releasing a tired sigh you sat on your bed and took out a small digital recorder in your pocket. 

You had placed the device inside the meeting room earlier that day during the office tour. Hoping to catch some valuable information from the clan leaders. Now, as you got your laptop on your lap, you plugged in your earbuds and listened to the recording, your heart pounding with anticipation.

At first, the voices were barely audible, as if the speakers were deliberately trying to keep their conversation from being overheard. But your trained ears picked up snippets of words and phrases.

It was a conversation between Kim Dohan and Mr. Lee “your father” 

"...the heir is a liability..."  said Kim Dohan in a tone that made your blood run cold.

"...we must eliminate… before they gain too much power..." responded Mr. Lee and you made a mental note to find out who they were. You suspected they were talking about the Jade Dragon.

"...make it look like an accident..." Your hand shook as you rewound the recording and played back the crucial part. 

This wasn’t exactly what you had been waiting for, a piece of evidence that would help you bring down the entire clan. 

But it was a death sentence for the clan’s heir, who was unaware of the plot against him.

It had to be Kim Namjoon. 

You wondered what drove Kim Dohan to decide to get rid of his only biological son. You had to act fast. You couldn't let them carry out their plan. But how could you warn Namjoon without blowing your cover?

If they killed him and then wiped out the clan’s record there was no chance for you to find any evidence.

And without any evidence, you were done. 

Mission Failed.

Fuck. 

You needed to rest. 

You closed your laptop and stared at the ceiling, your time was running out. And this piece of information was a drop of water compared to the sea of lies that existed around the Seven Moons clan. 

You needed something more, something bigger. 

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The next morning on the Seven Moon's diningroom.

Awkward was not a good enough word to describe how everyone at that table was feeling.

Namjoon had a black eye.

Suga had a split lip.

No one knew how Jungkook had ended up with a hickey on his neck.

Jimin was still furious with everyone for making such a fuss in his club.

Jhope looked like his cereal was made of rusty nails and he had to swalow them whole.

Taehyung was looking at you as if he wanted to kill you…

Although that was nothing new.

You looked exactly how you felt.. like shit. 

Jin was the only one who seemed to be calm.

And as if the tension at that table didn't feel like it could be cut with a chainsaw. The clan’s Leader joined you for the first time at breakfast.

“Miss Nari, you have been in my house for a few days now and we have not had the opportunity to talk” Kim Dohan's deep voice crossed the dining table and his tone of authority made everyone present stop what they were doing “I hope you are adapting well to life here in Seoul, if there is anything you need, do not hesitate to let me know” 

“Thank you very much, sir” You answered him looking at him from afar feeling like his gaze could pierce through any lie, even for you, a trained agent looking at Kim Dohan was like looking straight in the devil’s eyes “I have everything I need, you are very kind” finished your phrase with the most convincing smile you could give. 

“Everyone can tell you have more than you need” Taehyung muttered quietly, just enough for you to hear him and you felt the blood rush to your cheeks. You weren't quite sure if it was anger or embarrassment you felt.

“If you want to say something at my table, Kim Taehyung, I hope you'll say it loud enough for all of us to hear” The Leader pounded his fist on the table making everyone jump a little out of their seats.

“Oh, Father, I was saying that Miss Nari seems to feel very comfortable at home. That is so great, because by the end of next month this will be your house  too. When she marries one of us” The young gangster replied with a shit eating grin.

You little shit.

Oh, how you wanted to wipe the smile off his face!

After the awkward breakfast was over, you felt like you were about to poke Taehyung with a toothpick right in the eye. When one of Kim Dohan’s bodyguards approached you quietly “The Leader wants to speak to you privately”

Your blood froze on your veins, if there was something you did not want to do was to be in the same room as Kim Dohan… alone. You looked at Suga who was on the other side of the room and he gave you an understanding smile. 

If the leader wanted to speak to you alone, he will have it his way.

You took a deep breath before opening the doors to The Leader’s office. The devil sat behind his massive desk, his piercing gaze fixed on you as you approached him. "Sit," he commanded, gesturing to the chair opposite him. You sat down, your heart pounding in your chest.

"You know that you are playing with fire, don't you?" Kim Dohan said in a low voice. "You may have fooled my men and my sons, but you can't fool me."

You tried to keep your expression neutral, but your mind was racing. Have you been discovered? Did Kim DoHan know that you were an undercover agent?

"I know about you and my son," Kim DoHan continued, his eyes narrowing. "Don't think that anything happens in my house without me knowing. You're lucky that I respect your father so much."

You felt your heart sink. 

Out of all the things you thought he could have discovered. That was the less awfull. 

But you could not be at ease. Now that you knew he was onto you.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," you stammered, trying to stay calm.

"Oh, pretty lily. That was your first and last mistake. Do not lie to me," Kim DoHan said, his voice rising and his gaze darkened. "I have eyes and ears everywhere. This is my home and my kingdom to rule. You think you can deceive me, but you can't. You're playing a dangerous game, flower. And if you're not careful, you're going to get burned."

You noticed Kim Dohan kept calling you flower.

Just like Suga did. 

And that made you wonder if he was involved in this. 

You felt a cold sweat break out on her forehead. Kim Dohan's words were a clear warning, and you knew that you had to be more careful than ever. You nodded, keeping your eyes fixed on the floor.

"I understand," you said softly. "I won't let it happen again."

Kim Dohan leaned back in his chair, his expression inscrutable. "See that you don't. I won’t say I don't understand young love, but I really do not appreciate two of my sons fighting in a dark alley like hormonal teenagers over a girl. " he said, dismissing you with a wave of his hand.

You rose to your feet, your legs feeling weak. You knew that you had narrowly escaped a dangerous situation, and that you had to tread carefully from now on. As you left Kim DoHan's office, you knew that the stakes had just been raised, and that the game had become even more deadly.

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Later that day...

You were lying on your bed trying to process all the information you had gathered over the past days.

The realization dawned on you, it became clear that the Jade Dragon, the Chinese triad with a dark history, had resurfaced and were seeking retribution. The ability to send a message to the clan's secret hideout suggested that they had a mole within the organization.

And not just anyone had access to that place, it had to be someone with power.

You had enough reasons to suspect that Kim Namjoon was into some shady business, and you were determined to uncover the truth. Your gut suggested that it may have something to do with his father's plans to eliminate the heir.

With everything that happened so far, you were aware that time was running out, and you had until the end of the following month to compile all the evidence you could. 

This was your only opportunity to bring the clan to justice.

The moment the new heir was appointed, the clan would be rebranded under a fresh name, and all traces of their previous identity would vanish.

To make everything fucking worse, you had a hint that Kim DoHan was aware of your true intentions.

And early today he wasn’t just talking about you fucking his son.

Tap, Tap, Tap

Someone was tapping quickly on the balcony window in your room.

Ah, yes...

You weren't thinking about your main problem.

And said problem just hauled himself over the balcony railing with ease, his lean muscles rippling under his black shirt. He stood before you, an inscrutable expression on his chiseled face. In the moonlight light filtering through the curtains, his features seemed even more striking - the sharp jawline, the piercing obsidian eyes, the faint scar on his left eye that only added to his rugged appeal.

“Good evening Little flower. Can you let me in?”  he said in his low, melodic voice. He took a step closer. You could smell the heady, sandalwood scent of his cologne, feel the warmth radiating from his body. Your heart thudded in her chest.

“What are you doing here Suga?” you asked as you opened the window, the cold night breeze made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

"I've been trying to figure something out,besides, I thought it was funny that we both used each other's window as an entrance,” he winked at you “your room smells like Lilies Is that on purpose?” 

“Suga, what are you doing here, are you on drugs?” you let out an inpatient sigh and the black-haired man stopped in front of you and took a lock of your hair still smiling at you “I'm clean as a Russian athlete before the Olympics. Didn’t I tell you to call me by my name, when we were alone, did you forget it?” 

“No, I didn't”

Of course you hadn't.

You had imagined calling him by his name when you kissed him again.

But that couldn't happen again. A flash of your conversation earlier with Kim DoHan passed through your mind.

It won’t happen again.

“What are you trying to figure out in the middle of the night in my room, Yoongi?” If you thought that man was close to you before, now Suga was almost completely attached to her body.

"I need your help."

You swallowed hard. "I don't know how I can help you."

He smiled, a slow, dangerous smile that made your knees weak. "I think you do. I see the way you look at me. The way your breath catches when I'm near you," He reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her face, his fingers trailing along her skin and igniting sparks beneath her flesh.

“But this is not about that. Although, we could talk about it later” he said.

Your heart raced. You knew after that conversation with Kim DoHan that you were flying too close to the sun, seeing Suga behind his father's back. But you couldn't deny the attraction you felt for him, the way his eyes seemed to look right through you right now.

"What do you need my help with?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

"It's about what you saw last night at Jhope's warehouse," Suga said, pacing back and forth across the room. "Can you tell me everything?."

You felt a surge of adrenaline. This was exactly the kind of opening you were looking for. If Suga trusted you enough to ask, you’ll make him trust you enough to speak. 

"It was awful," you said. “I’ve never seen something like that before.”

"I know, pretty flower, but I really need you to tell me what you saw," Suga said, turning to face you. "I need you to find out what is happening, before it's too late."

You sighed as you began to recall everything you could remember while Suga listened carefully. That man's gaze was the only thing that could terrify her and make her want to run straight towards him at the same time.

"Thank you" he says, taking a step closer to her. "I can’t tell you right now how much you’ve helped me today. But I promise you, it's important."

You feel your heart skip a beat as he reaches out and brushes a strand of hair from your face.

"I don't know if I can trust you," you said, your voice barely above a whisper.

He takes another step closer and looks deep into her eyes. "You can trust me," he says, his voice filled with sincerity.

For a moment, you stand there in silence, the tension between you palpable. Then, he leans in, taking the lollipop out of his mouth and presses his lips to yours, and you felt yourself melting into his arms.

As you break apart, you realize that you’re in too deep. 

Suga made you feel as if you were running directly towards a cliff.

Ready to jump to the abyss. 

Fuck the consequences. 

“I actually came to figure out something else. You see, last night you were high and I’ve been told not to trust drunken truths. Bu you said you like me-” 

“I don't like you.”  You interrupted him trying to sound as convincing as you could, but Suga could see right through you. He smirked and took the lollipop between his fingers and tapped it to your lips. You understood what he was asking immediately.

You licked the lollipop looking right into his eyes. 

Sweet.

He took it again and put it in his mouth, rolling it around his tongue.

“Good girl. But you taste like lies.” The man ran his thumb delicately over her lips and brought his mouth close to your ear. “If you don't want me to kiss you again, tell me and I won't touch you again” his voice sounded almost like a growl “But if you'll give me your permission, I want to check a second thing”

Flying too close to the sun.

That was exactly what it felt like to kiss Suga.

“What thing?”

“If I really like you enough, that I don't give a fuck about all the trouble you're going to get me into” Now you the one who kissed him this time.

Oh, you were going to burn.

Suga bit your lower lip so that you would open your mouth a little and his tongue could roam freely over yours. His hands moved down from your face and over your neck, shoulders, breasts and hips.

Tonight, it felt different than the first night in his bedroom.

Tonight Suga was a man on a mission. 

His plan was to leave no corner of your body unknown.

Between the haze of desire that you were feeling, your mind came to its senses. 

As an undercover agent, you knew the risks of getting involved with the son of one of Seoul's most powerful mafia leaders.

Kim DoHan had fucking warned you less than four hours ago.

But when he dropped you onto the luxurious bed of your bedroom in the Mansion, you couldn't deny the attraction between you. As his intense gaze swept over your body, you felt a rush of excitement mixed with fear. 

As he leaned in to kiss you, you couldn't help but wonder if this was all part of his plan. Was he using you or did he genuinely want you? You pushed those thoughts aside and surrendered to the pleasure, letting yourself get lost in the moment.

“Yoongi.” you sighed between kisses, and to him his name sounded like the best melody he had ever heard in his life.

“Oh, little flower you're going to be the fucking death of me.” he growled lowering his lips to her neck to bite her and she let out a moan. 

That was the last remaining thread of control for both of you.

Yoongi drank your body like a man finding water in the middle of the desert, and when he undressed in front of you, you thought you forgot how to breathe.

The first night, he didn’t take his clothes off. He focused on you, and your pleasure. 

But tonight it was different.

His muscles flexed under his smooth white skin that glistened every time the moonlight landed right on the beads of sweat that ran down his body. Yoongi was covered in small and large scars that danced among the black ink that adorned his body. He had the clan tattoo right on his chest and you wanted to run your fingertips over all his markings and then, then you would kiss them.

As you took him in, your eyes rested for a second on a path of dark hair trailing down his belly inviting you to look just a little lower. You held your breath when you saw him in all his manhood.

He smiled at you, like someone who is about to commit a crime and has absolutely no regrets

“Everything you see is yours. All you have to do is ask nicely” he said, voice deep and musky.  

“I don't beg, ever” you said. He sat on the bed between your legs; both hands caressing the skin behind your knees.

“There's always a first time, flower” he said, not breaking eye contact, and you felt that all the heat of your body traveled to your center. Your skin vibrating with the low purr of Suga’s voice. You realize now the size of him and you wonder if he could fit inside. 

Just like the last time he savored every second, and you realize something about Suga:

He’s a tease.

He wants to bring you close to the edge, just enough you can graze the delicious feeling of the fall; to take you away from it. 

He’s like a cat you think. He is playing with his prey before he finally eats it. 

“Fuck, Yoongi” you whimper when he cups your panties with his hand, applying enough pressure to make you roll your head back and close your eyes. 

“You don't like me. You say. But look how wet this pussy is, and I haven’t even touched you” He’s right, you are arguably the most excited you’ve ever been in your life, and you’re embarrassingly soaked. 

“I never thought Miss Lee NaRi would be a liar” you wanted to pretend that sentence didn’t stroke a nerve in your heart. 

If only he knew.

You can only stare as he lowers himself to lift your shirt inch by agonizing inch. Slowly, he revealed your soft skin. And you had to bite your lip to prevent you from begging him to touch you. 

Luckily he wasn’t in the mood to make you wait any longer as he roamed his hands through your body. “Fuck, flower. You are beautiful,” he said more to himself than to you. But you can’t help but feel happy as you realize that you have the same effect on him as he has on you.

“Can I?” you realize he’s looking at your breasts, and when you nod, he dives down to take one in his mouth, sucking a nipple through the lacy fabric of your bra. You moan, threading your fingers in his dark hair, and you hear the little moan that escapes his mouth encouraging you to pull harder. And without thinking you do. 

Another husky moan leaves his chest as he languidly rolls his tongue over your skin. Reaching behind your back you unclasp your bra and he pulls it off your body to toss it somewhere around the room. 

He looks back at you and the sight that meets his eyes is sinful. Your hair sprawled between the satin pillows and your pupils blown with desire. 

This time you don’t have the effects of the drugs to blame. 

This is all Suga’s work. 

And He knows it.

“How do you want to come, flower? My tongue? My fingers? or…” His gaze trailed down to his member that stood proudly between you two “Or do you want me to fuck you and ruin you for everyone else?”

Your entire body clenches at the last question, and for some reason you agree that fucking Yoongi will, in fact, ruin you. 

“Fuck me” you said half a whisper half a moan. 

“What did you say, pretty flower?” you rolled your eyes at him and before you could bark any answer he slid his fingers between the lace of your panties. Playing with your opening and finding the exact destination with a long stroke. Head snapping back you mean loudly “Do you want me to fuck you? Hm?” his middle finger caressed your clit in circular motions dragging you closer and closer to the climax of your own pleasure. 

“I need your words.” he growled 

“Please fuck me, Yoongi” you moaned his name and he smiled wider. 

“Good girl. Everything you ask for, I’ll give it to you” He hooks his fingers to the elastic band of your underwear and takes it off your body. You assume it fell somewhere close to where your bra landed. “I’ll fuck you. I’ll ruin you for everybody else. But first, I’ll have to stretch you.” he pants as he enters two of his fingers on your cunt “You’re so fucking tight, flower. So fucking perfect for me.” 

You gasp as you feel the delicious stretch of a third finger entering you slowly, his other hand holds you tight by the waist. He leans over your body to kiss you once again and this time you feel like you’ve lost your sense of reality. 

You can still taste the sweet taste of the lollipop on his tongue as you suck on it. Kissing him like you want to take all you can until everything is inevitably taken away from you. 

“I- I fucking hate you” you shudder feeling flustered under his gaze as he moves back to look at you. 

“Don’t start lying to me again” He steps back just enough to lift one of your legs and rest it on his shoulder. You feel your body tremble in anticipation. He slowly rubs his full girth on your swollen clit, that’s when you realize he’s teasing you again. 

He starts moving at a maddening pace. Slowly rubbing himself in wet circles, without breaking eye contact “Lie to me again and see what happens” 

You swallow hard and you can’t help but think you have done nothing but lie to this man.

From the very first day.

 

You planted a mic in his bedroom. 

You are using him to get information so you can bring his clan…

His family to ruin. 

If only he knew, this morning you sent a message to the base with the exact day the clan is planning to announce the heir.

You just gave the Seven Moons away to INTERPOL.

But as he slowly enters you inch by inch and you scream his name you also realize one thing

You are also lying to yourself.

And you don't want to discover how.

“There.” You plead as he pushes his final inch inside you. You whimper and shiver at the delicious feeling of having him fill you to your limits. “Oh my God Yoongi”  

“I think I heard a pretty girl say she didn’t beg” 

“Shut up, and fuck me” 

In one swift motion he pulls out only leaving his tip, just to slam himself back so hard you hear the bed bang against the wall. He starts thrusting hard and you start seeing stars as you forget your own name. 

The slow torturing pace which he touched you is long forgotten as he enters you fast and hard. He’s unforgiving. Raising your hips so he can hit the right spots at the right angle. A moan chokes in your throat as he leans down again to kiss you. 

This time you can feel the cold feeling of his chains against your bare skin. 

“Yoongi” you cry, feeling hot tears run down your cheeks.

“It's okay, flower. I’ve got you. Let go” he grunts as he starts picking an even faster and harder pace. His hands move from your legs to caress your clit moving in rapid circular motion. And the devilish spark that lights on Suga’s eyes tells you he’s onto something. You don’t have to wait too long when he presses his hand down your lower belly to feel himself inside you.

You think you’ve lost your mind, whimpering, moaning and crying of pleasure. 

Suga was right, he just ruined you.

Your body shocks as a white hot wave of pleasure runs through it. Your orgasm hits you hard and he continues to fuck you through it as he gets closer to his not long after. You hear him gasp as he comes feeling the hot ropes of his cum land on your skin. 

“Let me clean you up. Pretty flower, stay here” he pants still not able to regain his breath. As if you could really move. 

He brought a wet towel from the ensuite bathroom to clean you up, and he didn’t leave it until he made sure you were thoroughly cleaned. 

That night Yoongi took you again.

Several times.

You knew you were playing with fire. 

And if you weren’t careful enough.

You will get burned.

But even if you knew you were both risking your lives.

Suga visited your balcony every night for the rest of that week.

And fuck the consequences.

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One week later.

You were in one of the clan's armored vans on your way to meet Anya. You had talked earlier that day on the phone and agreed to meet at her apartment. You managed to convince Namjoon to send you with only one bodyguard.

Now, that was a mistake.

As you exited the freeway and slowed down to cross to the narrower streets the car you were in was rammed by a black SUV.

You felt yourself spinning around in the air.

Shards of glass flew everywhere.

You could only hear the screeching sound of metal hitting the ground.

Ten armed men got out of the cars that surrounded you.

You heard a shot.

Blood.

You were not sure if it was yours or the driver's.

Someone forcibly pulled you off the roof of the car that was now on the ground.

Your head hurt too much.

You wished you had listened to Namjoon about taking more bodyguards.

You closed your eyes and could see Suga's smile the night before, when you were talking in his room.

Yoongi.

Come and save me.

The more you fuck around,

the more you’ll find out. 

And now, you were about to. 

“Make it look like an accident” 

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Well, ahem..... Hello?

You guys know there's always a chapter you would never read out loud I think this is mine. This is actually the first time that I write full on smut... and it was something.

Anyway, how are you guys? I hope we're all doing well, satying healthy and surviving this tour because... Min Yongi is a fucking menace. LIKE!? The rapping? The HAIR??? The whiskey drinking? The "You guys listent too well" UMMMM EXCUSE ME SIR BUT THAT IS ILLEGAL!

And HAEGUM, when i watched the video i giggled and kicked my feet because that is Hate! Yoongi. What a beautiful time to be writing a ganster au.

Ps. Thank you SO MUCH for liking and I have to thank each an every one of you for reblogging Hate! I really, really appreciate it.

From the bottom of my chicken heart,

Thank you.

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Trip Around the Sun - The Epilogue

a/n: If you’ve made it this far, THANK YOU! I really loved writing this little miniseries so if it made its way to you and you enjoyed it, thank you thank you thank you.

Series Masterlist

pairing: Joshxfemale!reader

word count: 3k this part

summary: A vacation fling that ended in heartbreak. How far will you go to put the pieces back together?

warnings: Absolutely none other than some language

Six Months Later

I do not need this shit today.

Your boss has been riding your ass particularly hard this week, but today it’s taken the form of email after email, requests for quarterly reports, calendar invites to meetings you won’t even get to speak during. Why did she wait until Friday to lay all this shit on you? The incessant ding from your computer with each incoming notification is giving you a migraine. You let your eyes drop to the bottom right corner of your screen.

11:47am. Fuck it.

You clock out for your lunch break unannounced, grab your bag and your phone and make your way toward the elevator. No one so much as raises their head in notice of you, but you avoid their eyes over the walls of their cubicles anyway.

The midsummer heat envelops you as soon as you step out onto the sidewalk, a welcome change from the frigid conditioned air inside the office building, your headache easing up instantly. Bypassing a Starbucks on the way, you pop into your preferred coffee bar, a cozy local spot with better drinks and far superior food. From behind the counter, the barista greets you by name and asks if you’re having your usual, but you turn down the hot drink in favor of something iced.

The second the heavily caffeinated liquid hits your tongue, you can feel the remnants of your headache melting away. You find a lone seat outside on their shaded patio, sipping your drink as you pull out your phone to scroll mindlessly for the next forty-five minutes.

You’re doing exactly that, flipping your thumb over the screen as your For You page flashes past, pausing occasionally to watch a video in its entirety. Every five or six videos or so, the same song starts to play, something that’s trending but that you don’t recognize, so you flip past it. Over, and over, and over again until you realize you’ve heard it nearly ten times.

Your thumb moving now of its own volition, you swipe another video away as that same song starts. This time, you bring it back to you with a downward pull.

The screen is split, your eyes first drawn to the person on the left who’s definitely wearing a ridiculous wig and mouthing along to the words of the song, an acoustic guitar strumming the tune that’s vaguely familiar to you now that you’ve heard its beginnings so many times. You let your focus slip to the right, the video that the creator is clearly imitating, and your phone slides from your fingers. It hits the edge of the bistro table and bounces, landing face up on the ground at your feet, the song still playing as the video runs on a loop.

There’s no fucking way.

You scramble to scoop your phone from the bricks, the screen undamaged and his face on full display.

His face.

It looks different than the face in your memory, younger maybe, softer at the edges that you remember being sharp, defined. Maybe it’s the lack of facial hair.

The video plays on and you can’t stop watching it, again and again, eyes focusing on a different part of him with every loop. The way his plump lips move over those obscenely perfect teeth, the way his eyes sparkle as he lifts them though you can’t see the exact shade of his irises, the way his curls look almost exactly as you remember them, despite the ways he’d changed. The way he drops his head and his jaw flexes, that is very familiar to you.

Josh.

What the fuck is this?

You’d been so stunned at the sight of him that nothing else had truly registered, but now your eyes are bouncing around the screen. He’s singing. Is he a singer? What the hell is he wearing?

What is this?

Greta Van Fleet. The words tumble over themselves in your mind as if they're in a language unknown to you. The tags on the video capture your attention.

#gretavanfleet #gvf #snl

Saturday Night Live? You’re about to dive into a Google search when you catch the time at the top corner of your screen. Shit.

Coffee in hand, you speed walk back to your office building, eyes still trained on your phone’s screen. It’s a miracle that you haven’t tripped or mowed someone over as you’re stuck scrolling, your first entry into the search bar being what you assume is a band name.

Rock band from Michigan

Kiszka brothers, twins Josh and Jake

Kiszka. Josh Kiszka.

He’s fucking famous.

The rest of your work day passes in a blur of emails and reports, your focus effectively obliterated by what you’ve discovered. You actively have to resist searching for him on your company computer, your fingertips itching to type in his name, so you settle for putting in your AirPods and pulling up their discography on Spotify.

Unfortunately, the sound of his voice, nothing like the voice that spoke so many beautiful words against your skin, sucks the air from your lungs until you feel like you might actually have a panic attack. You wrench the AirPods from your ears and throw them back into your bag.

Five o’clock couldn’t come soon enough.

The door of your apartment slams behind you, your bag and keys tossed to the ancient hardwood and heels kicked aside within seconds. You can’t be bothered to change out of your clothes, tossing your blazer aside as you enter your bedroom and hiking your pencil skirt up over your thighs as you sit cross legged in your bed, laptop already pulled to rest in front of you.

His name is typed into your browser as soon as you flip it open, and within seconds you learn more about him than you did in all the hours spent together. His birthdate, his hometown, his middle fucking name. This almost feels invasive, like you’re suddenly privy to information that should be secret, yet here it is for all the world to see. You open the Images tab and hold back a sob, a hand flying over your mouth to capture it.

Before today, you’ve never seen a picture of him. There’s a barrage of them on your screen, ranging from what must be a few years old to what you assume are current, his appearance so similar to that of your memories. Clicking on one to enlarge it, your fingertips leave your lips and trace over the image of his. You feel a hot tear slip free and roll down your cheek.

You’d love to say you had boarded that plane and simply accepted the fact that your time together was just that, limited and perfect in its brevity, a sweet escape from reality that was never meant to exist beyond the confines of a tropical resort. But that would be a lie.

Instead, you’d returned home a broken woman, bereft in the loss of him. It wasn’t logical, your heartbreak, but that fact hadn’t helped it heal. As you look at him now, through a watery veil of tears that won’t stop coming, you realize that time has done nothing to lessen the hurt.

Unable to stop yourself, you let your eyes move over the screen, taking in every version of his sweet face. Some pictures look like they’re from the same period of time as the footage from the TikTok, his stage outfits much more flamboyant and form-fitting than the plain white t-shirt or tank he’d adorned every day that you knew him. Knew him. That’s a joke. You didn’t know him at all.

But you had wanted to.

You switch back to the Google search results. As you scroll down the page, you avoid clicking links to videos that look like interviews, the thought of hearing him speak is overwhelming in the worst way, but something else grabs your attention.

His Instagram.

Your laptop abandoned, you open the app on your phone and search for his username, your finger hovers over the top result before you suck in a breath and tap it.

More pictures, a carefully curated collection of images made up almost solely of him. You open the most recent and feel heat blossom over your cheeks. It’s just him, you’re growing used to the sight of his face already, but he’s in profile and his curls are pulled back and tucked beneath that cap. The same one he’d been wearing when you met him by the pool. It’s so nearly exactly how he looked the first time you saw him up close that you have to move past it before you crumble completely.

His captions are sometimes poetic, as you had learned he could be, and now it all makes perfect sense. He’s an artist, a lyricist, he is a poet.

Here you are again, scrolling, growing numb to the digital portrayal of his face as you take in each one, watching him age in reverse as you reach the very last post on his account. When you make it there, you click on his username and it opens back at the top. You stare hard at the options before you.

Follow

Message

There’s no way it could be that easy… right?

The next days pass slowly, dragged out by the dwindling hope that the message you had managed to type out with shaky fingers somewhere around midnight that first night, will be read.

Days turn into weeks, your work performance suffering as the hole he’d left in your heart only seems to grow. You check Instagram almost obsessively but that little note never appears to indicate that he’s even seen your message. You lose yourself to it a little bit, the fixation, the need, he feels so close and somehow farther away than he’s ever been. It sometimes feels worse than not knowing anything about him at all.

In a dark moment of tequila-fueled weakness, you send another message. And another, convinced that somehow you’ll grab his attention. Prompted by a new set of black and white portraits uploaded to his account, you’d purchased the bottle and brought it home to drown in it, staring at the photos until your vision blurs. In the first image he’s looking directly down the barrel, into the lens, his body facing away and head turned toward the camera, an unbearably devilish smirk curving his lips. You know that smirk and the dimple it pulls into his skin well, it appears frequently in your dreams and now it takes up the entire screen of your phone, made up of pixels that lack all of the warmth and vibrancy that emanate from him.

You double tap your screen, a white heart appearing and disappearing over his grin. In a desperate attempt to be noticed, for him to sense your torment, you tap the heart at the bottom left corner of the picture, changing it from red back to an outline, a shell of itself. You repeat this over and over, red to outline, red to outline, will he see the notifications? Will anyone? Even if he did, would your username set off any alarm bells, does he even remember you?

He promised he would, but he didn’t keep every promise he made. Not when it mattered.

Willing yourself to stop liking and unliking the picture, you go back to your messages. Still unread.

The frustration gnaws at you from the inside until you feel on the verge of a true mental breakdown, a snap decision away from being locked up. Ignoring the potential consequences, you make that decision anyway, and a quick search brings you the name of their management company.

This is crazy… right?

You had definitely called. The first call was answered with cool professionalism that you met with your own cultivated “phone voice”, the conversation pleasant enough until you’d come out and asked for Josh Kiszka’s contact information. You’re sure you heard the woman on the other end of the line gasp, a sharp intake of breath followed by a heated dismissal as she admonished you for even daring to ask for the personal information of one of their clients. When the distinct click of the call disconnecting hits your ear, you’re not surprised.

But it doesn’t stop you from dialing the number again. And then again when the call goes unanswered.

The same woman picks up the phone after allowing it to ring for a considerable amount of time, and she manages to maintain the professional tone she’d answered with the first time. You ask if you can leave a message for Mr. Kiszka, but she declines and advises you to stop calling their office.

Two days later, you call again. As soon as you hear her, you know it’s the same person and that she’ll be prepared to hang up on you the moment you open your mouth. You don’t even try to hide your desperation, practically begging her to just take your name and number and pass it along, no message, no further information, please just tell him I called.

Click.

Six weeks. It’s been a month and a half since you saw that God forsaken video and it’s haunted you every day. You’ve gone to borderline embarrassing lengths to reach him. Messages, comments across the band’s various social media platforms, you’ve gone so far as to slide into his brothers’ DMs, in the hope that maybe one of them actually checks them.

They don’t.

As if it’s routine for you now, you absently scroll through your recent calls while you sit at your desk and tap on the number you’ve memorized as that of their management office, putting your phone on speaker as it rings. Ready to go toe-to-toe with Amber again while you wrap up an email, you’re shocked into momentary silence as a voice you don’t recognize comes over the line and greets you with the name of the company followed by their own and an offer to assist.

“Oh, hi um, Drew, was it? Drew I’m trying to get in contact with a client of yours, a Mr. Josh Kiszka. Could you-“

“What’s your name?”

Fuck. You can’t lie, so you give him your first name and hold your breath, waiting for the inevitable click.

“Please hold, I’ll connect your call.”

Holy shit. Your palms are instantly clammy with a cold sweat. There’s no way. The phone nearly slips from your fingers again as you take the call off speaker and hold it up to your ear with a shaky hand, the generic hold music drowned out by the rush of your own blood, your heart racing.

In a small conference room several floors over Drew’s head, the intercom at the center of the table beeps. Josh is seated there, next to Jake, the other band members across from them. All eyes dart to the intercom before sliding back to Patrick, their manager’s assistant that’s leading this meeting. Patrick sighs and leans in, pressing the button to answer the call.

“We’re in the middle of something, what?”

“S-so sorry sir, Mr. Kiszka has a call waiting on line three.”

Patrick sighs again deeply as he shakes his head, the other men around the table grin at each other, individual eyebrows raised in curiosity before they look back to the head of the table.

“Sorry guys, new fucking intern- Which Mr. Kiszka, Drew? Quickly.”

“Oh- I, sorry, Josh, sir.” Drew is about to lose this job before he even truly has it.

“And you didn’t just take a message because…?” Patrick is understandably irritated but the rest of the guys take the interruption in stride, leaning back into their chairs and letting their gazes drift back to Josh, intrigue written between his brows and on the subtle downturn of his lips.

“I- Don’t know sir, I’m so sorry, I’ll let her know-“

Josh interjects, cutting Drew the smallest amount of slack that he seems to desperately need. “Hey, that’s okay I’ll just take it. Where can I…?” He trails off and Drew stutters through telling him there’s a vacant office next door to the left, he can pick up line three, before Patrick presses the button to end Drew’s suffering.

“You expecting a call, Josh?” Sam, the youngest Kiszka brother speaks up, an inquisitive eyebrow still sitting high on his forehead.

“Ya know, I’m not, and that makes it all the more mysterious doesn’t it?” He waves his hands through the air and flashes a wide grin before standing and leaving the room.

The office next door is indeed empty, and dark. Josh flips the light switch on the wall and strolls in, rounding the tidy desk and taking a seat behind it. A multi-line corded phone sits at the corner, a red light flashing next to a button labeled Line 3. He leans in and lifts the handset from the receiver, putting it up to his ear as he pushes the button and the flashing light goes solid.

You’ve been on hold for what feels like hours, though it’s probably been only a few minutes, and you can’t bring yourself to end the call. The hope radiating through your body has caused a flush to creep over your chest and up your neck, you’d torn your cardigan off and thrown it onto your desk after the first minute. Your cheek is hot against the glass of your phone’s screen and your heart feels like it’s about to burst from your chest. You suck in a gasp and hold it when you hear the line click.

“Hello?”

His voice. You haven’t heard it at all since the day you’d found out who he was, haven’t listened to a song, haven’t watched a video. There would have been absolutely no way you could’ve handled it, and you’ve been holding out hope against every odd that the next time you did hear it… it would be straight from his own mouth. The sound of it leaves you light headed as you exhale the breath you’ve been holding, and you realize you haven’t said anything.

His voice rasps through the speaker again. “Hello?”

“… Josh.”

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[m0e-ru]

間宮祥太朗 Shotaro Mamiya’s comment regarding his role as “Izanami” in the 2012 P4 Official Magazine #ONE MORE, Visualive the Evolution Information “Making of Visualive” segment

[image ID: A scanned magazine page. To the left of the frame is Mamiya, dressed in Izanami’s robes for the bromide shoot. To the right of the frame is text that reads, “Izanami,” the character I play this time, is an elusive being. If you try and ask anyone about this character, they would all say, “You can’t explain it in one word.” When it comes to playing Izanami, one should think to be “a being who does not project anyone’s image, but one who can reflect anyone’s image,” you see. For example, if the Izanami that A-kun imagines and the Izanami that B-kun thinks of are completely different, I think the question that would normally arise is, “Which one is correct?” But as far as Izanami is concerned, I don't think there is an answer. Of course I'm studying about this character’s position and role in the work, but I myself, who plays the role, wonder, “In the end, what is Izanami?” “What kind of person is Izanami?” and it’s with this mysterious aspect, I believe, is what makes Izanami unique. On stage, this exact feeling is what I want everyone to see and what I want to convey.

IZANAMI By Shotaro Mamiya

Profile Born 6/11, Kanagawa Prefecture. Stageplay “Roshutsukyou (Exhibitionist)” TV drama “Hanazakari no Kimitachi e (For You in Full Blossom) Ikemen☆Paradise 2011” and others.

※ Behind the scenes photographs were taken before character makeup was completed. End ID]

[jetspikepub]

It's been a while since I recorded this visual tour on the Bebop and posted a guide on my VK page. This may be helpful for fic writers and artists to understand ship's construction and mechanics.

The video is a 13 minutes long gameplay with no commentary. I walked as slow as possible to show every corner of the ship.

The written guide has 2 parts because of images attached.

Part 1

In chapter 6 of the game, the Bebop has been taken by Kult, a former mercenary, and a bunch of ISSP bad guys under his command, who planted the bombs across the ship while cowboys were out chasing the bounties. Spike sees the ISSP guarding the docks and tells Jet about it. Jet finds an airboat and uses it to get on the ship.

Before our journey begins, let's take a look at ship's layout from Cowboy Bebop: Starting Book.

Here we can see main scenes from the anime and their locations: deck, main hangar, bridge, back hangar and living quarters, including common room, galley (kitchen), Jet's room, work room, bath and toilet.

The next page shows how the gravity passage and big cylindrical mechanism works, where lesser ship hangars and living quarters are. The same layout is shown in Sunrise Artworks book.

When the Bebop drifts through space, the gravity generator activates, the cylinder begins to rotate and the gravity passage is used to access the hangars.

When the ship has landed and docked somewhere on a planet, the crew uses various tunnels, tubes and ladders to explore the ship (I think Ed discovered all possible ways using vents too).

There's an inboard map in the game based on the original artworks that indicates player's whereabouts (blue), the areas you've already cleared (green) and areas yet to be cleared (orange).

Our tour starts in Jet's room and his collection of bonsai trees.

His room is located at the end of a small hallway just above the common room.

We go towards the camera and see a work room on the corner where cowboys clean their weapons.

As we move further, we see the stairs going down to the common room, a couch where Spike sleeps, a chair where Jet rests because the couch is occupied, the table where Faye sits because there's no other place to sit down, and Ed's computer on the floor (she uses Ein as a pillow so she doesn't really care where to be).

The girl, however, isn't around. She thinks that adults are playing hide-and-seek and decided to hide too.

Under the stairs there's the laundry room and the bathroom. As you may notice, it used to be a public shower before, but Jet upgraged it and attached the bathtub. Black Dog likes feeling comfy.

We get back and take it to the right, walk upstairs and see a long passage leading to the kitchen, Faye's room and restroom.

This is where the differences between the game and the anime are. In the game, there's a hallway on the right that keeps kitchen, Faye's room and restroom in one place. In the anime, there's just the kitchen (and a freezer beneath) without any signs of other doorways (there's a cooking spot on the right side and the left one is full of crates).

This junction was obviously made for convenience to connect all the rooms on one map. In the anime, I think, the rooms and WC are somewhere behind the big door at the end of the passage past the kitchen.

The exact restroom location in anime is puzzling me. In some episodes it seems like there's a dead end on the left, but in episodes 11 and 17 Ein walks past the door to the left, meaning that the hallway leads somewhere. Faye also approached the restroom from the left in episode 17. Perhaps there's a turn.

However, if we go back to Jet's room hallway, there's an unknown door on the right. I have a theory that there may be more than one restroom on the Bebop - one for the crew and one for the captain. This makes sense because the rooms are right above the bathroom and it would be weird if a captain had to go all the way down to the crew whereabouts to use a toilet and see it occupied.

The freezer in the galley that I mentioned before was in episode 15. Jet and Ed were looking for some food in the ani me and in the game we look for bombs in there.

Going back and left, we see Faye's room and the restroom. We can't access the restroom because Ed is hiding there. She says that her mission is to remain hidden and Jet-person's is to find bombs.

Faye was captured by ISSP before and we're free to enter her domain .

Wow, look at all the stuff. Maybe men should have a yard sale while Faye isn't looking.

That's all for the living quarters. We're back in the common room again and go upstairs behind the couch.

This door leads to the gravity passage. It's inactive because the ship is docked and Jet will have to make his way through the tubes and tunnels, but first we explore the warehouse behind.

The fridge is still there, no monsters though.

Back in the gravity passage there a door on the opposite - the C1 center tube. It connects the lower and upper parts of the gravity passage, B1 front tunnel and freight passage.

In the upper part there's a door to Hammerhead hangar. Unfortunately, we can't take a closer look at lesser ships. Spike's ship was damaged, Faye's ran out of fuel and was caught and Jet probably left his ship in the city. The hangars were recreated as arenas to fight the enemies and look for explosives.

Back to C1 again and then we enter B1 tube.

From B1 Jet gets right to the bridge section. Spike used this route in episode 11.

Yay, we're halfway through! Let's take a break, enjoy the view with Jet and grumble about Spike and Faye being troublemakers.

[linesonscreens]

Let's Read Peanuts (Only 45 more years to go!) – September 1955

There are lots of great strips I just don't have room to comment on. I strongly encourage everybody to read the full month at the official GoComics page. Today's month starts HERE.

September 1, 1955

God damnit Lucy, you said we were done with the fussbudget thing and now you’re you’re making MORE fussbudgets!?

September 2, 1955

Another really cool glimpse into history as it was happening.

Not sure who “they” is in this case but if this ancient official NASA website that looks like it was made in 1997 is to be believed they might be talking about “Project Vanguard”, which was the name for the U.S satellite program. The project was announced broadly in July of 1955 and the specific proposal with the aforementioned name was chosen at some point in September of this year. I'm not sure what exact headline this strip might have been referring to considering that it was probably written like a month prior, but it makes sense that there would be a lot of buzz around the topic at this point.

Sadly (or hilariously, depending on your perspective on the world), the Soviets would beat the U.S. to the punch on October 4th, 1957 with Sputnik. Ah well.

September 3, 1955

He kicked it again!

I’m starting to think that the issue might be that Lucy and not CB himself.

September 11, 1955

LMAO, Charlie Brown is only here (watching awkwardly from a nearby ditch for some reason) to explain the joke.

September 15, 1955

Has Linus actually talked to another person before this? I think this might be the first time. He’s talked to himself before and has been talked ~at~ (sometimes with the implication that it’s part of an ongoing conversation) but this is the first time I’ve seen him directly speak to another character on-screen.

September 18, 1955

Snoopy’s starting to look very Loony Toons-y lately.

September 25, 1955

Honestly I’m just happy she’s taking a break from giving that poor kid PTSD.

[ask-codeearasure]

saw your response and i just want to point out that problems with social understanding is not an actual or ADHD. The disorder does cause problems with social situations but rather because of other reasons, like impulsivity, lack of attention etc.... Now, not having a proper social understanding (which is like, a much deeper social issue) is indeed a part of autism. (sorry for going ☝️🤓 lmao)

I might be misunderstanding the intent of this post cause I'm about 80% sure you sent this with being helpful and informative in mind, and I appreciate that a lot, I really do, cause I don't have ADHD and don't know everything about it (it's not like you would have known what I know to begin with, I'm a stranger to you after all), but what I don't appreciate, or might have misunderstood entirely, is the implied assumption that I said Autism and ADHD suffer from a similar problem in the same exact way and/or for the same exact reasons.

I said they both struggle with social interaction/understanding, yes, but didn't say the experiences leading up to those results are the same. I also said they're on a spectrum, which is correct, but also doesn't mean they're the same thing. They're comorbid a lot of the time and if not, they have overlapping symptoms stemming from different causes.

(Screenshots from the DSM-5-TR and the ICD-11, the DSM is a PDF file.)

According to page 71 of the DSM-5-TR, there are implications that some people with ADHD do experience struggles in social understanding, but whether or not that is because of comorbid conditions or environmental/social factors isn't directly expressed in the same section.

And in the ICD-11, that is where I got the common comorbidity fact.

And I'm not dumping all this to backhandedly say you don't know anything, or that I'm trying to speak over you, because for all I know you could have ADHD and have more insight than I do beyond the DSM-5, DSM-5-TR, and ICD-11. Cause being informed is one thing, full on experiencing what's described is entirely another, and not only that but everyone with ADHD experiences it differently, same with every other diagnosis and symptom.

This all goes to show that yes, you do have a big point here, the one thing that's confusing to me is if you assumed I said something I didn't and that is why you sent the ask, if that makes sense. I'd rather ask for clarification on that note than react defensively.

But if that is indeed the case, if my choice of words in the previous ask implied an incorrect impression, whether because of my tone or the content of what I was saying, I apologize. That was not my intention.

-- Sarco

[krawkpaladin]

I've been continuing to work on Winning the Peace for the past few months, though life has gotten in the way a lot. Very busy with a surgery, planning a wedding, running two games, general exhaustion, etc.

It's been mostly working on layout and making player sheets and references. While the game jam was very good for getting the content written, it really did not prepare me to actually put it together into something more readable, which really doesn't make for good update posts. Also, the events oracle is like 20 8.5" x 11" pages, so it's very unwieldy in its current state, so I'm making a truncated reference that basically just has the mechanical effects.

I did get the opportunity to playtest it though with my local group due to some scheduling issues meaning we couldn't do our planned Girl by Moonlight game. A lot of things went well. The core voting system worked really well, and community creation runs smoothly. It looks like each year will take about an hour of play, so a full story/campaign should take roughly 3-4 sessions of 3-4 hours each. Some of the moves needed clarification, and a few need complete reworks of their fictional triggers. There's a few sections that need updates though.

In their current state, Representatives are functioning less as characters and more like stat sticks. I'm playing around with a few ideas to make Representatives more impactful and actual characters, and I'm playing around with a few things with that. One part of that is limiting the number of Debate Moves that can be used per year to make the choices more meaningful. The other part I am workshopping right now is having players define Representative's drives/personal values, and having those interact with the dice rolls for Debate Moves. Basically, if a Representative is taking an action in line with their personal beliefs, the roll is improved, while taking an action in opposition makes the roll worse. And these values aren't necessarily aligned with the Community's interests or needs, and don't affect the placement of votes, only Debate Moves. Still workshopping the exact mechanic though.

The other part I want to look at is the Event resolution. Currently, Events are resolved in whichever order the table chooses, largely because I was concerned about difficulty, but the issue is that a lot of Community Moves will then almost never trigger. So I'm planning on testing events drawn in order, or maybe having events resolve in suit order. Again, it's going back to the drawing board.

Once I have these changes written up, alongside the play materials, I'll post another update and get everything uploaded to Itchio. Life is going to continue to be super busy for the next few months, but I am hoping to have all of this done by June/July. So keep an eye out for all that.

Hope to have some more updates soon! Please enjoy Julius doing his best impression of me over the past several weeks.

(Also, on a completely unrelated note, I got to meet the official artist for the Fabula Ultima ttjrpg at C2E2 and got my book signed! Huzzah!)

[ginalinettiofficial]

listen to me. listen to me please.

i know that canonically bruce wayne never had any of his tiny children in booster seats because comic book writers likely are not very well educated on the topic and, like honestly most people, are entirely unaware of the very real dangers that children under age 12 face in cars due to their spinal and skeletal development. i know this.

but i cannot help the part of my brain that IS educated about car seat safety and booster seat safety and best practices for children in vehicles

and i also cannot help but know that bruce “my back up plans have back up plans and research is my super power” wayne would absolutely have at least SOME idea of the most up to date car seat regulations okay

and so i cannot help but think that somewhere in some universe. there is a bruce wayne who has asked for booster fit checks for his 12 and under robins on car seat safety facebook groups or reddit pages

and now i am just imagining. the posts. because listen

there are car seat pages on facebook okay, groups full primarily of parents and caregivers who post pictures of their children’s car seats/boosters and/or their children IN said seats, for purposes of doing a “fit check” aka asking the professionals in the group (CPSTs, in case anyone cares) to double check that the seat is installed correctly and that they have buckled the child correctly and that everything fits properly

and the thing is that a good quarter of all posts in those groups are in fact of children aged 10-12 sitting their most upright and buckled in WITHOUT their booster, with a caption that goes something like “hey so my 10yo is begging to be done with their booster - can i get a fit check? they’re 55in, 62 pounds. we drive a 2007 camry if that matters.” and the comments are inevitably filled with people letting them know that nope, sorry, that kid does NOT pass the 5-step test, and probably will need a booster for a couple more years.

(the five step test, if you’re curious, is the five steps that a child has to physically pass in order to safely sit without a booster before age 13. there are four places to fit check - neck, lap, knees, and feet - and then the fifth step is whether they are mature enough to keep themselves in a safe position for the duration of a car ride - aka won’t slouch, mess with the seatbelt, etc. most 12 year olds do not 5 step and if their parents are educated about it, that means they’ve gotta be in a booster til they’re 13.)

((the comment section will also inevitably have at least one adult woman saying “this is wild, i’m 5’1 and i don’t pass this five step test myself! yall are too strict!” followed by the admins or a cpst kindly reminding them, “yes, but you have an adult skeleton. also you ARE at more risk in a car than the average man, cars are designed to keep male bodies safe and female and child bodies just have to make do.”))

all this to say that i can just. SO picture bruce wayne being in one of these groups, and every few years posting a pic of a different kid and saying “please help me convince my child he still needs his booster, as he won’t listen to me. age 11, 60in, 75lb, convinced that i’m making him use a booster seat solely to embarrass him 🙄”

and then the comments section which would be half people going “hahahah my 12yo is the exact same - but nope sorry bud, knees don’t meet the edge of the seat & that belt is definitely too high up on his neck!!” and “definitely doesn’t 5 step, better luck next time kiddo 😂” and the other half people going “BRUCE WAYNE??????????” or “BRUCE POSTED EVERYONE WAKE UP BRUCE POSTED AGAIN!!!!! hi bruce we missed you!!!!!”

i can’t draw well enough but please know that if i could i’d make a whole social media au that’s just bruce asking for booster fit checks for his various children

[saintseiya-zone]

We’re happy to announce the next SSZ Zine!

The theme will be autumn-oriented and you can collaborate with fanarts, fanfics, photos and cosplays. Stay updated by joining our Discord!

Sign-up timeframe: 1-15/Aug/2023 (extraordinary sign-up 16-23/Aug 23:59 UTC -6, Costa Rica time)

Sign-up form: here

Taken Character list: here

Deadline: 22/Oct/2023 23:59 UTC -6 (Costa Rica time)

Description (in text) and FAQ under the cut

[About the Zine]

Description: Autumn is coming, and with it, spookiness is rising. Imagine your favourite Saint Seiya characters in autumn-themed scenes from around the world!

Participation: You will submit one (1) original, new fanwork (older/already published work is not accepted) to be compiled into a zine. Please do not share your final work until the zine has been properly published by SSZ (you may, however, share WIPs, previews, and/or close-ups as you work on it)

Type: The final compilation of all fanworks will be a free, digital PDF file (no physical versions will be made, no money will be earned or paid)

Character: restricted to one (1) character to be the main focus of the fanwork submitted (for fics: 1-2 characters)

The Taken Character List will be updated daily at 19:00 UTC -6 (Costa Rica time) until the sign-up period is concluded. We appreciate your patience while this occurs. Once you are added to the list and your character is confirmed, you may start working on your submission.

** Please note this zine does not review/approve/reject sign-ups, everyone is welcome to take part in the activity as long as they sign up and follow guidelines. If there are any issues, we'll get back to you.

Deadline: 22/Oct/2023 23:59 UTC -6 (Costa Rica time). Fanworks submitted after this will not be included (this is non-negotiable). However, if you are facing challenges with your submission, let the staff know ASAP.

Submission: Send via email to saintseiyazone@gmail.com. The email subject should be "Saint Seiya in Autumn Zine, [Creator], [character/fic name]", and the file name should be:

Visuals: [Character name] - [Creator]

Fics: [Creator] - [Fic title]. Writers, please also include a 400x400 px image you want us to use in the credits page

Examples: 

Email Subject: Saint Seiya in Autumn Zine, El Cadejos, Alioth Fenrir 

Fic file: Zeuse - “Encallar”

[About the Submissions]

Art/Photography Canvas size: 300 dpi, JPEG 

2480 x 3508 px (portrait orientation) OR

3508 x 4960 px (landscape orientation)

Fics: docx file, prose, it doesn't have to be in English. You must include a title (please keep it short), but it won’t be considered towards final count

4 OR 6 full pages in total as exact as possible, Arial font, 11 pt, single space

Margins: 1 in (each)

Paper size: Letter (8.5 in x11 in)

There must be spaces between your paragraphs 

Allowed:

Age reinterpretation (e.g., an adult character as a child)

Alternative Universes

Other applicable characters (including OC), please check FAQ

Not allowed:

AI-generated content of any kind

NSFW/Explicit content (contact staff for case-by-case reviews)

Non-official genderbends

Crossovers with non-StS series

[Frequently Asked Questions]

May I draw whichever character I want? As the purpose of this zine is to include as many characters from the Saint Seiya universe as possible to bring variety into the final product, submission types have the following limitations:

Fanarts: 1 main character per submission (restricted ✪)

Fics: focus on 1-2 main characters per submission (not restricted)

Cosplays: 1 main character per submission (not restricted)

Merch Photographs: 1 main character per submission (not restricted)

Before filling out the sign-up form, check the Taken Character list. For fanarts, you'll input 5 different options, from your top choice to least. Your final selection will be made visible later that day. This is on a First Come, First Served basis.

✪ This means there will be only 1 fanart per character, no duplicates

May I include more than one character in my submission? Yes, as long as there is a clear hierarchy where your chosen character is the main focus. Original Characters (OCs) may also be included in the background as long as they follow this guideline. There is no problem if those secondary characters are already taken, or if the mix of characters would not make sense in the official material (for example, Sasha interacting with Hilda).

May I use spinoff characters? Sure! All characters officially included in the Saint Seiya universe are applicable (except those without an official visual design, like Chronos). Please note that even though there are characters with different versions across the franchise [ex: Aiolia], they are not counted as different options for the Zine, so if said character is already taken, no other version of them will be available. The only exceptions to this rule are Milo (Legend of Sanctuary) and Shaun (Knights of the Zodiac).

I changed my mind about the character I chose, and the new one is still available. Can I switch? To prevent confusion and misunderstandings, all character selections are final and cannot be changed/traded.

Can I switch from one contribution type to another (e.g., fanart to fic) after I signed up? To prevent confusion and misunderstandings, all contribution type selections are final.

Am I allowed to change certain aspects of a character’s official design? It depends on the aspect, and should be reviewed case-by-case.

Example 1: as a Latin American, Io could differ in skin tone to the one seen on the official materials. However, characters like Hagen and Aldebaran, who have darker skin tones, should not be given lighter tones.

Example 2: if due to a personal headcanon, you believe a character has a certain scar or marking that is not seen in official materials, it can be included, but once again, please reach out to Staff for a case-by-case review.

What qualifies as "autumn-themed"? This season is experienced differently all around the world, which is why the theme is broad on purpose. Any activity, scenery, meal, clothing, and celebration that is typical of this season is applicable. That includes (but is not limited to) All Hallow's Eve, Día de Muertos, Thanksgiving, Diwali, leaf color change viewing, and more.

What is the difference between an Alternate Universe [AU] and a Crossover? Some AU use popular tropes as a base, while a Crossover uses an already existing material as base.

Examples:

Popular tropes for an AU: magic school, space fantasy/sci-fi

Existing material: Twisted Wonderland, Mass Effect [games], Little Witch Academia, Star Trek [series], Heralds of Valdemar, Dune [books]

So making a fanwork of the general "Saint Seiya × Magic School" or “Saint Seiya x space fantasy/sci-fi” concepts is an AU, but "Saint Seiya × Twisted Wonderland" or “Saint Seiya x Star Trek” are considered a crossover. In essence, heavy references to other existing fandoms are not allowed. Could you please elaborate on what is/isn’t considered Not Safe For Work (NSFW)? If it is not appropriate for a general, non-specialized office work environment, then it is not accepted.

Examples: ✅ blood depictions/mentions of it ❌ graphic/detailed gore, mutilation, or body horror  ✅ sensual themes (e.g., pin up) ❌ sexual themes (including, but not limited to: genitalia, specifically erotic gestures like blowjob, etc.) 

May I submit more than one work?  If, after the sign-up period is over, you would like to collaborate with a second submission, reach out to us. You may send different submission types if you want (e.g., 1 fanart and 1 fic). Please bear in mind the second character must still be available for you to take.

The sign-up timeframe already passed. Can I still join? The extraordinary period is 16-23/Aug. Please check the Taken Character List first to ensure the one you want is available, fill out the form, and contact staff (El Cadejos, Zeuse) so we can add you to the list. After this extraordinary period, sign-up will be officially closed.

May I include a watermark on my submission? Yes, we encourage you to submit already watermarked fanworks to the zine.

I’m a writer! What is an acceptable image for the credits page? You can send an official StS work, fanarts (as long as it is made by you, gifted to you, or commissioned by you), or a picrew-generated image (as long as the picrew allows that use)

What are check-ins? Do I need to send something?  Nope. Our check-ins act as reminders only, so you know exactly how much time you have left to send your submission.

I’m unable to complete my submission and would like to withdraw. Is that okay? Yes, you can withdraw at any time, for any reason (you don’t need to explain). Please just let us know in advance.