#HAPPY NEW YEAR CHOOMS

[cybersteal]

🌆

[wingedhorrors]

Hey choom I got a chip with your name on it. From 'secret santa' or some weird bizz name. Flicking the deets now <3 @cp77nyexchange for @darkmatterrian

[cyberpunk2077chooms]

Happy New Year Chooms🎉

[pinkyjulien]

▶ Happy new year, chooms! 🌵

Here's to another year full of CREATIVITY 👁👄👁🤟

Whenever you stay comfied up or get out partying, I wish y'all a smooth transition into 2024! Have fun and stay safe y'all 🤗

Yoinked some babies for a proper Nomad party in the desert, vibing until morning 🍻 @arcandoria - @aldecaldhos - @lucky38-2077 - @lokiina and smallsandayu! Love you guys 🧡

[kdval]

Cyberpunk 2077: Phantom Liberty

› Faces of Night City [7/?]

Today's FoNC issue is the last one this year and a bit unusual. It's basically a giveaway. New year is coming soon, isn't it? So I went out onto the NC streets and met these happy and unharmed chooms (it's my pony world, remember? No one dies here). Now imagine that I sent you these polaroid photos/postcards/whatever you wanna call it by mail. Let's start!

Macha&Vinnie for @imaginarycyberpunk2023

Dietlinde&Lina for @dreamskug

Takemura for @breezypunk

Songbird for @cyberpunkaddict

Madam president for @wanderingaldecaldo

Kurt for @ouroboros-hideout

Valentin&Mitch for @pinkyjulien

Aurore&Aymeric for @beckiboos

Jackie for @theviridianbunny

Dum Dum for @wraithsoutlaws

Mr. Hands for me :D (don't you think I'll leave myself without a gift?)

If I missed someone or didn't tag you but you want to get your own card - just poke me. See ya in 2024!

[ncts-baes]

‎ˑ ִֶ 𓂃𐙚˙ . . . liv’s profile .ᐟ

୨୧ basics . . .

꒱ birth name: olivia jiah lim

꒱ korean name: im jiah | 림지아

꒱ nicknames: livie, liv, jiji, oli, bae, dance prodigy, selfie queen, miss americana, olive, giggly fox, everyone’s chingu, dream’s girlie.

꒱ birth: 24/11/2001 | sagittarius

꒱ birthplace: boston, usa

꒱ residence: seoul, south korea

꒱ nationality: north american

꒱ mbti: esfj

꒱ blood type: O-

꒱ languages: english (mother language), korean (mother language), japanese (semi-fluent), chinese (basics)

꒱ family: dad, mom, two older brothers

୨୧ career . . .

꒱ stage name: liv | 리브

꒱ positions: main dancer, lead vocalist, sub rapper, center, face of the group (in dream) / main dancer, lead vocalist, face of the group (in 127)

꒱ representative emoji: 🐈‍⬛

꒱ debut date: 2016/08/25

꒱ debut song: chewing gum (nct dream)

୨୧ appearance . . .

꒱ faceclaim: lee chaeryeong (itzy)

꒱ weight: 46kg (101 lbs)

꒱ height: 166cm (5’5”)

꒱ body modifications: two piercings in each ear, three tattoos – left rib, behind the right ear, nape of her neck.

୨୧ social media . . .

꒱ instagram: imolivetree

꒱ weverse: liv-ely 🤍

୨୧ facts . . .

— she’s the little sister of the monsta x’s member im. liv is really proud of her brother but also loves to tease him, so it’s always in between teasing and adoration whenever she talks about him. she’s also often teased about this fact by the other members.

— liv was born in boston right after her family left the middle east to live in the us because of her dad’s work. she lived there up to her three years of life and then went back and forth traveling.

— her favorite nickname is liv. it was given to her by her brothers when their parents announced they were having a girl. from then on, it became her favorite nickname and the reasoning of her english name - olivia.

— she’s a huge sone and was so thrilled when her parents told her she passed her audition for sm in 2013. her personality for about three years was bragging to everyone that she was in the same company as snsd.

— her brothers had a big role in her life as they would always help and encourage her with everything she wanted to try. changkyun was the one who took her to the auditions she wanted and her oldest brother would always prepare her stuff and take her anywhere she desired. she loves them deeply and shows it whenever she’s able to.

— olivia sees jiwon as her real big sister since she grew up around boys. haneul is her feminine influence and biggest fan, the oldest would do anything to see jiah happy. she was the one who helped her with her wardrobe changes and makeup tips, also, her number one on the advice givers list.

— jiah debuted with chewing gum, debuting with 127 only during their second comeback. after the debut with 127 she suffered a massive hate because of her appearance, which led to her trying to change her appearance even as a kid. the members - and even other idols - would always reassure her that she was beautiful that way, but jiah ended up having to take a break mid-2017 and came back only in 2018 (she didn’t participate in the ‘we young’ comeback).

— in dream she’s the closest to mark and jaemin as they would always be there listening to her and keeping her close to them. while in 127 she’s really close to both jiwon and taeyong as she loves being taken care of and having people doting on her.

— in 2021 she had a studio choom performance that went viral and, because of that, she became really famous in the dance community. she was invited to many dance programs and events as people became invested in her talents.

— she’s really known for her body proportions and flexibility.

— jiah is really interested in learning new things. so, she can play about six instruments (and still wants to learn more), which are; guitar, piano, drums, flute, electric guitar and the trumpet. she was a part of her school’s band when she was younger, she would play whatever they put her in.

— she is nicknamed by the kpop community as “queen of selfies” and people often comment that she could actually teach a few idols on how to take pictures of themselves.

— she is really close to aespa, she became friends with ningning during their trainee days and eventually got close to the other girls as they joined the company.

— she’s a brand ambassador for acne studios and a makeup ambassador for maybelline new york.

— she debuted solo in 2023 with the single ‘DUMB DUMB’, which became viral in and out of korea. it quickly became one of the most successful solo songs, with everyone doing the challenge and singing it everywhere.

— she did jazz, hiphop, ballet and some whacking classes as a kid. jiah received some awards when she was younger due to some competitions she participated. she’s more interested in hiphop and kpop dances nowadays though.

— during a trip to japan liv became really interested in the culture and culinary, so, she started to teach herself japanese and learned about the country on her own. when she met yuta they instantly clicked because of that and it’s one of her favorite things to talk to him about. during a live, doyoung revealed that they once stayed up until almost four am just talking and showing each other stuff of the japanese culture.

all rights reserved © ncts-baes, 2024

[nizomnas]

Happy new year chooms!

Do you also think it's a shame that Male V is just a reflection in the window? like Johnny. like we all know that CDPR prefers female V but it's still a shame to see. Of course you can now say "hey, you're reading too much into this. Just be glad that male V is on it at all." yes.... still it has a bitter aftertaste for me.

And besides, where are the other love interests?! only Judy is in the picture!

Have a nice year 2025 !

[lokiina]

Happy New Year chooms~ 🥂🎆

[tacticalhimbo]

CYBERPUNK 2077 NEW YEAR'S EXCHANGE

— Male V / Kerry Eurodyne —

WORDS: 1.1k

FANDOM(S): Cyberpunk 2077

WARNINGS: Mentions of Robbery / Break In, Casual Drinking

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Heya choom @wingedhorrors ! I've been paired with ya for this year's Cyberpunk 2077 NYExchange ( @cp77nyexchange ).

I absolutely adored learning about your V and his shenanigans (we live for chaos), and had so much fun tackling a little somethin' something with him and Kerry <3

Let me know if you’d like a more permanent copy of this, too! I’m always happy to provide a PDF version of the writings I do!

Under a cut for length!

The sound of the holo ringing (again) was one of the last things Kerry needed to hear today. Honestly. The deals he'd been busting his ass over have gone to Hell and back. All that bouncing between studios and offices and for what? Oh, some shattered glass and some shutterbugs digging through his trash. The confrontation wasn't even the worst part of it, honestly. They'd frozen at the sight of THE Kerry Eurodyne, and it was easy enough to keep their attention until some badges rolled up and took them in. No, it was dealing with the media shit storm that came after the fact.

Exhausted face plastered all over the screens. Lights upon lights outside his home, shining in on him as he danced around the team of investigators and the cleanup crew. Constant interruptions asking if he was okay, if he was hurt, if he wants to have NCPD patrols stay behind, if he wants to press charges, if he wants—

Did anybody really give a damn what he wanted? No. So he rolled with it. Downplayed it as much as he could. Just some gonk looking to earn a few quick bucks by selling whatever their paws could latch onto. Musical memorabilia. Discarded garments. The fucking hair from his brush, if they were that desperate. And at the end of the day, he just wanted to drink himself to sleep and forget it all happened; hope to satiate the gnawing void in his gut. But the avatar that appeared in his peripheral was more than enough to bring up his mood and motivate him to answer.

"Heyy, V, what's up? Well, besides dyein' your hair again." Kerry couldn't help the low laugh that'd escaped him. It wasn't malicious by any means. "Looks good. Say, wanna come over and grab a drink? Could use the company."

"How can I say no?" A coy grin. "Be a little bit before I get there. Had to take care of some things out of town… You know how it is."

Kerry nodded along. He'd never made the trip himself, but he could always tell when V was out in the Badlands. The subtle static of the call. The obscured scenery. It'd be at least eighty 'til he made it all the way up to Villa Eurodyne. "See ya soon."

The silence that followed the end of their quick conversation was… uncomfortable. Tense, in a weird way. They'd met up like this a thousand times over but, that edge from earlier did little to smooth over. With all the time he'd had, Kerry figured he may as well get a head start and see where things went. And that's exactly what he did, floating toward the rich supply of booze and liquors he'd curated over the years. Gifts from others in the industry, personal purchases, remnants of brands who'd dove out of business with the increasingly cutthroat competition in the city… Huh. Sounded familiar enough. He guessed that's why his hand settled on a nice bottle of aged tequila. Why he'd dug through the collection of bottles for Angostura bitters, stirred in just enough agave nectar, and sprinkled a pinch of chili peppers atop the concoction.

Familiarity in failure; now that was comfort.

Time blurred as the rocker boy absentmindedly found himself a spot on the elegant couch, feet kicked up on the coffee table beside the goods as he downed one, two, three and more. Many drinks and many minutes passed him by, and right as he felt that familiar buzz tickling at his old bones, he heard the rough rumbling of Douglas.

"Door's open!" There was strain in his voice, syllables only just crawling from his throat as he sat up to pour a shot into the spare glass he'd set aside for V. "Oh, and uh—Don't—Don't mind the crime tape. Not my fault this time, promise."

"Yeah, heard something about a break-in on the radio. You good?" The nomad plopped himself onto the couch right next to Kerry, letting the light highlight the rich blue hue of his hair… and the vibrant colors of his jacket.

Kerry gave the outfit a curious glance over.

"Cheesy to say it, but think you're the brightest thing I've seen all day, V. Literally. Any inspirations for the vibe or…?"

"Nah, just going with the flow." Proud eyes peeked over the visor of his glasses. His gaze softened a bit, concern glossing over his eyes even as a sly hand reached for the shot. "But seriously, though, everything okay after the whole thing? Like, you were literally home when it happened."

Kerry briefly paused his own pour. "V, it's chill. You'd be the first to know if it wasn't."

"Uh-huh." A pause to kick back the liquor. "Well, if anything happens—"

"Call you, I know." A nod, and the tilt of his head to join his companion in drinking. "It's all settled, really. Fuckin' amateur this guy was. I mean, who the hell pulls a stunt like this and doesn't hide their face?"

V laughed. "Us? Remember when we met up to ambush that one transport? Who was it for… Oh yea, Us Cracks. You literally just wore a hat and called it a day. At least I tried to keep myself out of sight."

"Well—Come on, the hat did work. Sorta. Besides, your running was more than enough to keep us off any surveillance. And get everything done clean." Kerry couldn't help but laugh himself, shaking his head as he sunk back into the cushion.

A languid arm came to drape over his eyes, shielding his gaze from the light. Golden cyberware glistened beneath the overhead, accentuating the soft flesh between it. Bringing attention to the subtle hairs that needed a good shave. For a moment, he looked properly relaxed. At peace with the circumstances surrounding him, damned be the fact it'd all start over tomorrow morning when the sun rose past the horizon. For now? Such a concept was one of the last things on Kerry's mind.

Especially as he felt V sit back and nestle into the empty space beside him.

"Comfy?" A curious eye peeked open, an arm coming to rest upon the merc's shoulders and coax him closer.

"Hmm…"

The faint smell of dye lingering beneath Kerry's nose. The feeling of V's head upon his chest, shot glass in hand, as the distance was closed. The gentle, passionate connecting of their lips. A gentle hum as they settled against one another. The sounds of the city seemed to drown beneath the comforting blanket of affection that came over them. To be silenced by the sound of their still beating hearts. An equally silent reminder for the two of them that at the end of the day, they were both alive. Both safe.

And that was more than enough.

"Now I am." V smiled. Kerry smiled back.

[bionicfinds]

Chooms, I'm back!

Hey, choooms!

Sorry for being absent for a while, pretty much. But after my exam as a software developer, my PC crashed. Yep, gone for good. So no budget and it took me a while but shh... now I have a little gem on my desk (a real powerhouse) and I'm freakin' happy. 🤩😌

However, luckily I have a good backup system! So I don't need to redownload all the content I reblogged, phew!😅

The good news is: I will be back this week with new reblogs for the cyperpunkie in you, and I will catch up on content I have missed.

PS: I fixed some posts by simomo who retired sometime last year - all posts on my blog have a new Download link. In case someone needs their content. 😉

More reblogs are jacking in so stay tuned!😎

bye, bye

Nova

[morinthou]

Happy New Year, Chooms ! 🎆✨ May it be filled with laughter, enjoyment and full of opportunities :) I raise a toast to wherever you are!

I want to thank you for showing this hooman kindness, thank you for even dropping by my page. None of your comments go unnoticed, I cherish every one of em. A BIG Thank you 💖 now, onto more scribbles 😈

[lehdenlaulu]

Spending the turning of the year with my cat, Cyberpunk 2077 and pizza.

Happy New Year, chooms!

[elvenbeard]

Gig: Rules of the Street

Heywood, December 2076

It had been roughly a month since V got sacked. He'd only just recovered somewhat from the withdrawal of everything Arasaka had pumped him full of. He was still getting used again to a life he'd hoped he'd left behind for good. It needed a lot of persistent convincing from Jackie for him to come along on a spontaneous gig. "Just a favour for a choom, nothin' dangerous or anything!"

From the day they met, around ten years ago, V had always said he'd never want this kind of life. Having a reputation on the street, being a solo merc. An agent at Arasaka, yes, why not? Plan operations from the safety of a high security office, go out on missions only with skilled teams and high-end equipment? Sure. Being a merc in Night City though? That was borderline suicidal...

But Jackie had saved his life, quite literally, in more ways than they'd both probably ever know. If anything, V owed Jackie the favour to at least give this biz a try, after so much pleading and begging and teasing. Just this one gig, to prove that it would never work out, and they'd end up going their separate ways again...

Tumblr-friendly photo story formats who? xD

First VP shooting with Vince's new tattoos :D I'm so happy I got it all to work out somehow XD Also I've wanted to do a V and Jackie shooting for a while, as well as a little photostory, so I took the opportunity as it presented itself :D More might come in the future, to fill in some gaps here and there in the timeline, and because this was a lot of fun!

[the-archangel]

I haven't posted for a while, or even written very much, as I wanted to get through PL and see in which direction it dragged me. I'm still not sure how I feel about THAT call in THAT ending, but I'll try and write my way out of it, or into it, not sure yet!

Anyway, I wrote this BEFORE, but it hints at V's devastation in the new ending. I've decided it's called:

NEW NOISE

V sits on the steps leading to the balcony of his penthouse letting the warm rain wash over him. Usually, he would have taken an AV at this time of night to get home from work, but tonight, for Christ only knows what reason, he’d decided to walk the relatively short distance. That was his first mistake.

His second was staying out here long enough for Kerry to realise he was missing. The Rockerboy had clearly been sleeping and grabbed the nearest clothes he could find, combat shorts and V’s old sparring hoodie, to come out to find his mainline, it’s not usual for V to be sat out here alone at any time, but certainly not in the middle of the night so he approaches him quietly – but not so silently as to startle, gently placing a hand on his shoulder and crouching beside him.

As he looks into V’s face, Kerry does his best to suppress the hiss trying to escape from between his teeth, but V knows he looks like shit with his messed-up face and torn clothes and meets his husband’s gaze with clouded eyes. “Hey Ker,” he says in a tired voice, “what’re you doin up this late?”

“Waiting for you ya gonk,” he replies softly, “come inside, you’re getting soaked.”

“In a minute maybe, just need…” the sentence is left unfinished as tears mingle with the rain on his cheeks. He turns away trying to hide this rare show of weakness, but Kerry is having none of it, holding his chin to turn his face back to look into his downcast eyes.

“Talk to me Vince, what happened?” he asks sitting himself down on the step and running his thumb over one of the many bruises blooming on the other man’s cheek.

Lifting his eyes V takes a deep breath and begins the tale.

-

The Afterlife was quiet, even for a Tuesday, so finishing up his paperwork V puts his laptop in the office, locks the door and makes for home. The moon is bright and a light mist of rain is cooling the city after a scorching hot day, it’s a pleasant enough night for a walk so V sets off down the street, it’s maybe a half-hour walk, he’ll be there in no time. He smiles when he thinks about how happy he’d been this morning, Kerry had made brunch and surprised him with VIP tickets to the Night City festival in a couple of weeks, they’d wanted to go for years but it just never happened for one reason or another, V was just thinking about what he had to look forward to and how much he loved that man of his when a noise from the doorway to his left caught his attention.

“Well looky what we’ve got here, Mr la-di-da Eurodyne ‘King of the Afterlife’. What you doin out on the streets with the dregs?”

V curses inwardly, having been out of the merc life for the last four years his instinct for spotting danger clearly wasn’t what it once was, though he’s pretty sure he still has a few tricks up his sleeves. “Just making my way home chooms, not lookin for trouble.”

“You hear that?” the goon calls to his friends, “he’s not looking for trouble. Well that’s a shame cuz trouble looks like it’s found you.”

There were about six of them, though in the dark and shadow it was hard to tell for sure, it didn’t look to V like they were with any gang particularly, just chancers out to make some trouble and besides, the gangs knew the level of pain they’d be causing themselves if they so much as looked at him the wrong way. These guys though, they’re just thinking they’ve found an easy target with a fat wallet.

“Here’s what’s going to happen,” a harsh but feminine voice tells him as a second goon emerges from the shadows, “You’re gonna transfer us a shit-tonne of eddies and in return we might not kill you completely dead.”

“Hmm, not sure I like that deal, what if I say no?”

The first male answers, “Then we’ll beat you till your insides are outside and then go after your faggy slut of an output.”

Up until this point, V could have walked away – well jumped out of harm’s way onto the nearby rooftop he’d scanned and ran away – but that was no longer an option.

For the past couple of years V had considered on and off having his Mantis Blades removed, he didn’t use them anymore and the weight of them made his nearly middle-aged shoulders ache. He’d even made the appointment a couple of times and cancelled at the last minute, now he was pleased he had. Despite years of disuse they slip out cleanly, shredding his shirt and jacket and causing the surrounding goons to take a step back, but not to flee which V is pleased about, they’re going down for what they’ve said.

A glinting knife gets cut away along with the arm holding it, legs are hewn from bodies, one sweep sends two heads into the gutter and a final lurch and thrust hooks under the chin of the first goon and pins him to the wall, “The streets are dangerous enough without dicks like you, and now you’re just gonna make the place look untidy with your ugly fucking corpses.” V watches as the tip of his blade makes its way into the other man’s brain, then shakes him off into the gutter along with the rest of his ill-advised chooms and sheaths his weapons.

V is no longer the youthful, healthy man he once was, the rush from the fight leaves him drained and unsteady and after a couple of lurching steps the hard pavement of Night City rushes up to meet his face providing the bruises that Kerry is now so lovingly tending to.

“I don’t know what happened Ker, the blood, the shouting, it was all too much, everything started swimming and I just checked out for a few minutes.”

“Vince, baby, Vik said that overexertion could lay you out, something about missing receptors or some shit, I dunno, but you need to try to walk away from things that get you over-excited.

Sullenly, V nods in agreement. He’s not sure he gets along with this new normal.

[muffyd91939]

Holy fandom anniversary post Batman

I rarely post on Tumblr nowadays, but since it's a new years (jesus, doesn't feel like it still), and some mutuals follow me here, I might as well also put this here (hey chooms!)

It's been a year since I jumped into the Cyberpunk2077 fandom and it's been a wild ride. I couldn't have found a more Chaotic Neutral and diverse online fandom since... jeez, I think since my uni years???

One of my highlights of my day is to jump into it and see what everyone has been up to, and I am always blown away by how talented the people are in there with their mods, their VPs, art, fics, you name it. Heck, some of my favorite fics are in my eReader.

I mainly lurk nowadays, life and overall limited brainspace getting in the way, but seeing all that really makes me want to work harder on my own creative projects. :)

Most of all, I am so happy for the mutuals I made along the way. Ya'll are so welcoming and nice, and I am grateful with how understanding you were with dealing with my shit outside and inside the cyberspace. You are all more amazing than you realize.

So here's to another year of conspiracy theories, shipping and love/hating the game! See you online, chooms.

[jamiecross]

Happy New Year my chooms!