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thatgothsamurai · 30 days ago

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ppl in love r so annoying smh

#jk i love them sm😔#late but i just started thamepo!!#i feel the need to redraw this ending a little before going to ep5 #i can't believe im into idol genre i've never been a fan of😭#thanks to williamest ig #they really got me hooked fr 4 eps felt so fast #also hello again!! and happy new year!!#hope i can be back here again🥰#thamepo the series #thamepo heart that skips a beat #williamest #thamepo #thamepo fanart #thai series #my art #artists on tumblr #nandskarth

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hexadonis · 1 year ago

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assassin exchange

#my art #i have so many feelings abt the final case #they rlly did a number on each other and we moved on too fast #like to susato that’s her brother and her idol….and then to her and ryu he’s a stranger #idk idk this line just rlly stuck w me #esp when van zieks says kazuma is in danger of becoming an even worse reaper…….#tgaa 2 spoilers #tgaa #tgaa 2 #tgaa spoilers #kazuma asogi #ryunosuke naruhodo #susato mikotoba #great ace attorney #ace attorney fanart #ace attorney #tgaa fanart #asoryuu

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boigyu · 10 months ago

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idol au where you have heeseung as your phone wallpaper and accidentally show it on live

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feroluce · 9 months ago

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Sampo's jobs usually involve either business or smuggling, but he prides himself on his wide variety of skill sets. He's the one and only Sampo Koski, after all! You name it (and pay him for it), he can do it! Which is how he gets drafted by Natasha to help out in the daycare/orphanage one day. Gepard goes down to the Underground to see the leader of Wildfire about some official business, and instead he runs into Sampo with:

One baby strapped to his chest,

Another baby strapped to his back,

A toddler carefully balanced on his hip,

And a little kid clutched around each leg, whining for Sampo to start walking again because they wanna hitch a ride.

Sampo: Well, well! If it isn't our- Er... You alright, friend?

Gepard: OTL (I AM GOING TO DEFY BIOLOGY-)

#honkai star rail #gepo #sampard #sampo koski #gepard landau #hsr #a peek into Gepard's brain for the rest of the day is just plap plap plap plap NSKDJDNNDND #in his annoyances voiceline Geppie complains that he sometimes hums Serval's songs without realizing it- even while on duty! embarrassing.#and just like. can you imagine.#Captain Gepard Landau- Illustrious Iron Wall of Belobog and beloved golden idol of the Silvermane Guards-#is standing guard like usual except he mutters a tiny quiet little 'get pregnant' HSKSKZJKSKSKDKDK #none of his men have the balls to acknowledge this #Dunn learned not to question this shit years ago #Pela is furiously taking notes so fast her paper is about to catch fire

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teacasket · 5 months ago

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hot to go!

genre: fluff au: fast food worker au lol, non idol au warnings: swearing word count: 0.6k pairing: gn!reader x han jisung song: hot to go! by chappell roan

AND BABY, DON’T YOU LIKE THIS BEAT?

“You have to stop playing your mixtapes,” you say to Jisung as you switch the music to something more appropriate. A radio hit or something, Jisung can’t tell. “Jinyoung will get mad at me, not you.”

“We sell burgers. What's the big deal? C’mon, just one more song. There’s no one here anyway.”

You sigh and turn up the volume like it will drown out Jisung’s complaints. Instead, Taylor Swift melancholically sings about Post Malone or killing wives or whatever the song’s about, while Jisung argues with you until you’ve reached the till. He knows he shouldn’t. You’ve been here since 4 PM, dealing with the evening crowd and the annoying middle schoolers who think they’re hot shit now that they’ve reached the double digits in age. Whatever patience you have is worn thin.

But he really needs you to listen to the next song.

“Take it up with the boss,” you repeat.

“You are the boss,” he repeats back.

The usual night shift manager, Nayeon, is sick, which puts you in charge because Jinyoung doesn't trust Jisung or Mark. He’s right, of course, but would it kill you to use your powers for his benefit?

You mechanically count the money in the register and push the drawer in with more force than necessary. The restaurant is empty, which means your customer service persona is off. He likes you so much better when it’s off. That weary aggression is hot.

“I’m gonna grab a snack,” he finally says when it’s clear that you’re not giving in. “You want fries?”

“Yeah. And if you change the music, I’m firing you.”

“You can’t fire me.”

You smirk. “I’m the boss, remember?”

Before Jisung’s body can make the terrible decision to kiss you right here, right now, he forces himself to go into the kitchen. Mark, in an apron splattered with grease, has a vape pen in one hand, his phone is the other. He acknowledges Jisung with a nod before turning back to the TikTok he’s watching. Taylor Swift sings at twice her normal speed. Jisung can’t escape her.

Fuck it.

Once he’s queued up his song, he grabs a burger from under the heat lamp and two cones of fries. When he returns to the counter, there’s two cups of soda waiting.

“Aw, you do care,” he remarks, causing you to roll your eyes. “Cherry coke?”

“Of course. It’s the best.”

You reach for the fries and let out a happy sigh when you taste them. This part of you, Jisung also likes. The sweet serenity hidden underneath all of your cynicism rarely shows, and he watches out of the corner of his eye as you sip on your drink, a subtle smile building on your face.

Then his song comes on. It takes only three seconds for you to recognize his voice.

“You’re fired,” you say, turning around so you can change the music back to Taylor Swift. God, he can’t listen to her anymore, not when every song of hers makes him daydream about you.

“Last song, I swear. Just listen to it. Please,” he says. “I’ll clean the ice cream machine tonight.”

You lean back against the counter and stare at the speakers on the ceiling like the words will materialize from the sound. You don’t realize it, but it’s a kind gesture. Jisung knows his face is red. When the playlist goes back to radio hits, you finally look at him.

“Cute song,” you say.

“It’s about you.”

“I know. Hey, can you take me home tonight? My roommate’s visiting her family, so I don’t have a ride.” Coyly, you add, “Or anyone waiting at home for me.”

Fuck the ice cream machine.

I MADE IT SO YOU’D SLEEP WITH ME.