#I WON'T BE ABLE TO GET THE MV OUTFITS

[wildwoof]

I'M ABOUT TO SCREAM & CRY ALL AT THE SAME TIME.

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𝐡𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐟𝟏 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥

𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝟑: 𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 | 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐱 & 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

📖𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: your boyfriend has to make an appearance at some sponsor event. he's gone ahead and bought you an alluring outfit, but he failed to mention how seductive he looks in the new fitted suit his team got him. you two won't be staying long, but you increase the pace by riling him up, mostly unintentionally. so it's your fault that he makes you ruin his loaned mclaren. 📖𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: 18+ only. explicit. squirting. car sex. semi-public sex. ooc (out-of-character) oscar. overstimulation. mild possessive behavior. mild jealousy. vaginal fingering. vaginal sex. condom usage. the audacity of men. lando norris’ savior complex /jk. author’s overuse of italics and run-on sentences. 📖𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 5k words 📖𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: oscar piastri x fem!black!reader 📖𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: oneshot. 📖𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸: water • tyla

𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲: what can i say, y'all. back at it with the unhinged thirst. every time i do one of these, they've been getting shorter and shorter. don't be afraid, for #4 (dr/mv) i'll be back on my game, they deserve it. yes gremlin lando appearance. also, i cannot imagine oscar ever acting this way, that's why i put the ooc tag? it's definitely a fun read tho (i think), along with the smut! thank you, loves, for the support on this event!

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oscar is known for his unfazed, composed and collected demeanor. he’s aware that some people say he has no personality–but, he’s just an introvert at the end of the day. oscar’s a man of few words: that’s what people who aren’t well acquainted with him would say. if you’ve had the pleasure of sticking around oscar long enough for him to become comfortable with you, you’ll learn that oscar has an incredibly complex personality. he’s overly sarcastic, has a niche sense of humor, and can ramble endlessly at you. but, he’s still a fairly calm and quiet individual. which is why the way oscar is about to scream at the top of his lungs in the middle of this mclaren event, would be considered uncharacteristic of him.

he originally invited you to join him tonight thinking that having you by his side would eliminate the social exhaustion he experiences at these types of sponsor events. however, the aussie failed to realize that you may introduce a…different problem, to tonight’s business party. when oscar asked you to join him two weeks ago, he was prepared for all of your objections–you’re both chronic homebodies, and you both hate partaking in small talk with balding, later-aged, cologne-drenched, white men who don’t know when to let a conversation die. he chose the perfect time to ask you (after you emerged from the bathroom post-self-care bath), and addressed all of your grievances. 

oh, you don’t have anything to wear? he already bought you an outfit, had it altered to perfectly fit your measurements, and bought you a pair of heels and a purse to match. oh, you won’t be able to get your hair done in time? he already scheduled an appointment with your usual hairstylist the day before the event, paid all of her fees, and tipped her very nicely. oh, your nails aren’t done?  he booked you a spot at your preferred nail salon for a premium mani-pedi, and has a few nail inspiration photos picked out if you can’t decide. if you need your lashes done or need to get waxed, he can make the call right now; he has them on standby to fit you in.

knowing the amount of phone calls oscar had to partake in to arrange all of this causes you to fold and agree to join him. there’s nothing more the two of you hate than making phone calls–well, besides the pr events.

oscar had chosen an alluring burnt-orange mesh corset and matching ruched ankle-length skirt that looks beautiful against your warm, soft and shining brown skin. your hair is silk-pressed, length reaching your mid-back and your edges are laid in a minimal manner, matching the simplicity of your makeup look. simple gold rings are spread across a few fingers, ears accessorized with a pair of small good hoops oscar gifted you, and his initials rest in the dip between your clavicles attached to a thin gold chain. objectively, you're considerably modestly dressed, the only skin you're showing is on your arms, shoulders, a smidge of your decolletage, and the tops of your feet in the low-heeled strappy sandals. 

this is the start of what oscar failed to account for. he didn’t expect the outfit to hug your curves like plastic wrap. the whole night he’s had to forcefully deny himself the opportunity to stare at your ass, but that doesn’t mean the other men at the event have the same courtesy. he’s taken to burning holes with his eyes into anybody who lets their gaze linger over your form for a second too long. on a regular day, oscar is generally unaffected by anyone who appreciates your body (they can look, but the second they try to touch–you let them know exactly how they had you fucked up), but if he catches one more mclaren engineer undressing you with their eyes–he will make zac fire all of them; he’ll plan his own race strategy and do his goddamn pitstop by himself.

oscar also didn’t account for how your timid and sweet attitude would have everyone enamored with you; at first, watching everyone eagerly attune to your shy words was amusing to him, but it quickly became a nuisance. he was originally leading you around the room, doing his rounds at any important figures’ tables, and everything was fine. and then, oscar had made the obvious mistake of making you laugh–a pleasant stream of giggles spilling from your lips, dimples deepening, and smile widening at whatever small joke he made. he’s always thrilled to see how you throw your head back in amusement, how your hands clap together gleefully, and how your eyes squint in from the force of your laughter. as he shakes himself out of your dazzling trance, he attempts to rejoin the conversation–but every single person at the table remains entranced and wide-eyed at you. 

this would be completely fine, of course, if it was a one-off occasion; but it’s not. 

suddenly, every person oscar tries to thank for supporting mclaren, starts ignoring him and paying more attention to you. he’s literally the pilot of the car that these people are spending an absurd amount of money on, but they can’t even bother to try and pretend to listen to him. men and women alike are finding any excuse to prolong conversations with you, and even lean within your personal space with the excuse that ‘they can’t hear you very well because you’re so soft spoken.’ nobody can invade your personal space, but oscar. he has no choice but to do the very thing he hates–pda. you continue to circle around the room, his hand constantly resting on the small of your back or the dip of your waist. when you’re in the middle of listening to some completely unnecessary story a man is telling you, oscar constantly adjusts your hair, plays with your rings, and smooths down your skirt if he feels like they’re trying too hard. you banish oscar to getting you a glass of water when he begins to interject in conversations in a passive-aggressive manner.

his third strike off the night, might actually be an overall win in his books. when you saw oscar in his new fitted suit, you stared him dead in the eye and told him to ‘get naked and rail you’. it’s this beautiful deep cream color that pairs perfectly with the dark orange tone of your outfit, but the vest underneath the suit jacket highlights his tiny waist so clearly that it makes you want to scream. in between socializing, you overwhelm oscar with compliments, unable to stop telling him how handsome he looks. you surgically attach yourself to his side and hug his arm; taking an occasional squeeze of his bicep, playing with his cufflinks, and tracing the veins on the back of his hand. oscar practically runs to get you a refill of water because he’d be unable to stop himself from getting fully hard if you touched him any longer–the trousers hide nothing.

he can feel your burning gaze from across the room, and turns back to watch you after asking a waiter for water, and catches your eyes roaming the length of his body. in high-definition, he sees your tongue wetting your lips before you bite at your bottom lip–and then, your attention is stolen away from some random man who’s introducing himself to you and the group of ladies you found yourself accosted by as soon as oscar left your side.

and, that’s it for oscar. he thinks he may have heard his last-fucking-button being pressed inside his head, and seethes. he goes to push off from his leaned stance against the counter and makes to start his warpath, but a hand grasps at his shoulder. oscar turns around snappily, biting out an irritated and sarcastic, “can i help you?”

“woah! calm down now, mate. thought you were going to bite my head off for a second,” it’s lando, “if i were anybody else i’m sure there would be an unfortunate tabloid of ‘how oscar piastri is the most rude f1 driver on the grid’” lando jokes teasingly, yet a hint of seriousness leaks into his tone. 

oscar nods, understanding the underlying warning within the brit’s teasing. he apologizes softly to lando, before glancing back over at you, and can infer that you charmingly informed the man that you have a boyfriend—based on the way you point in his direction. oscar watches the polite smile fade from your face as the man continues to bother you, and the murderous look rises to his face again.

“OKAY”, lando claps abruptly, startling not only oscar, but everyone in a 10 foot radius. lando waves everyone else’s eyes away, smiling like he didn’t do anything, and speaks underneath his breath, “go. i’ll cover for you.”

oscar’s mouth drops open, baffled, “what?”

“leave—get your girlfriend and go,” lando says matter-of-factly, his smile becoming genuine, “zac probably won’t like to hear that you looked particularly murderous, and he definitely won’t like hearing that you slaughtered our sponsors, and that i let it happen.”

oscar snorts before he thanks lando sincerely, and the brit dismisses him, “i’m just looking out for my rookie teammate as the senior driver for our team. i can’t let your horny teenage mindset become common knowledge to our esteemed guests.”

“first of all,” oscar says dryly, his grateful mood dissipating at the mocking, “i didn’t even know you knew the word ‘esteemed' existed,” lando scoffs, “and secondly, you are literally only two years older than me.”

lando looks at oscar with a blank stare and deadpans, “do you want to leave or not?”

oscar daps up his teammate in farewell, and makes his way over to you as quickly as he can without seeming desperate, your glass of water left behind on the counter. your back is facing him as he approaches and you're still unwillingly participating in conversation with the man who can’t take no for an answer. as he gets closer, he can piece together the conversation; the dude doesn’t believe you have a boyfriend and you must be lying to him, and you’re adamant that your boyfriend is very real.

“look, bro. even if i was lying about having a boyfriend, why would i give you my number now? like, i’m just supposed to forget how you’ve been harassing me—“

oscar rests his hand on your side, and when you turn your head to see who’s touching you, he leans down and kisses you. it’s a kiss deep enough to let everyone know who you’re leaving with tonight, but not deep enough to be salacious (he can hear lando’s cackle from the other side of the room).

you melt into his kiss before he pulls away, leaving you dazed and disoriented, stumbling into him. oscar drapes his left arm around your shoulder, guiding you to tuck into his side, while he offers his right hand to the offending man for a handshake. “it seems i haven’t had the pleasure of meeting you yet. i’m oscar, i drive for mclaren,” he introduces himself, sounding overly pleased.

the man angers, ignoring oscar’s extended hand and cockily states, “you should already know who i am. my family nicely lent you the mclaren you drove here tonight!”

“ah,” oscar smiles viciously, “if ‘your family’ kindly lent me the car, that would explain why i only remember your father’s name–and not his arrogant, disrespectful, and narcissistic trust-fund son’s name.”

the man stomps his foot in rage, like a spoiled brat, and questions, “who do you think you’re talking too?!”

oscar smirks, “nobody important, apparently,” (one of the ladies listening whispers a quiet ‘damn, that’s crazy’), oscar continues, “don’t worry, mate–i’ll make sure your father’s car returns home to him safely. should i bill you for any cleaning, in case i make a mess of it?”

the guy stumbles over a response before he scoffs and stomps away. oscar shrugs uncaring, before addressing the group of ladies who were cliqued to the side watching the whole interaction, “well. if you all don’t mind, i’m just going to steal her away from you ladies, if that’s okay?” (like there’s an option). the ladies fawn over oscar’s protectiveness before they let the two of you go, and then he starts herding you towards the exit.

it’s torture. in every five steps the two of you take, you're interrupted by various guests trying to catch you one last time. oscar feels like they’re all intentionally aggravating him; patting you on the arm, commenting on how eye-catching you look, and using the fact that the two of you are leaving to press a kiss to your hand in goodbye. you two burst out of the main doors and sigh in relief, for different reasons–for you, it’s because oscar didn’t give one of his sponsors brain damage, and for oscar, it’s because he’s one step closer to getting you in his bed.

you grasp at oscar’s hand, and he starts to lead you down the steps towards the valet, and as you fall into step at his side, you speak softly under your breath, “i can understand why you kissed me like that inside because the dude was being an asshole–even though you were marking your territory like some kind of dog–but, please; don’t tear this poor man’s throat out for helping me into the car.”

the australian remains quiet, properly chastised and works on releasing the pent up effect of the annoyances from inside the venue. everything is going well; the valet asks oscar for his parking ticket, and he goes to grab the keys, but stops just before he makes to start heading to the car, and turns back to you two and says, “i don’t know if i told you when you walked in but–you look incredibly beautiful tonight, miss. you could be a model, seriously. like, you should feel so lucky to have a woman like her–”

all attempts of oscar finding his peace are thrown out of the window. he interrupts the dude’s rambling, and bites out, “hey man, y’know what. i can just take the keys to the car. we can walk to it.”

the valet stutters, confused, “a-are you sure, i mean it’s like pretty far in the back. i can run and get it no pro–”

“it’s FINE! i mean, it’s cool, we can use the extra steps, y’know. enjoy the breeze and everything,” oscar says, slightly maniacal. there’s no breeze, it’s warm. the valet’s and your eyes meet for a second and a shared thought of “he’s trippin” is passed telepathically.

the valet concedes, not wanting to upset the f1 driver any farther and tosses him the keys. as the two of you are passing by, oscar hands the man a bill that’s probably too big based on the man’s astonished gasp. you call out to the man, continuing to walk further in the lot, “sorry about him! he just gets a little touchy about strangers driving his car, y’know?” oscar grumbles lowly next to you, and you smack him on the arm, “what did you want me to say? ‘oh sorry, my boyfriend just wants to fuck me really badly to soothe his needless jealousy?’”

“as long as he knows who’s the one who gets to take you home and fuck you.”

“oscar!” you squeak, “we both know we’d die of embarrassment if you said that. i can’t even imagine those words coming out of your mouth, in that order.”

you guys eventually puzzle out where the car is after several remote beeps of the car’s horn, and find that it’s literally tucked away in the last row, far corner with no surrounding cars for two rows.

oscar doesn’t open your door like he usually does, and leads you around to the driver's side. he opens the door, pushes the seat back as far as it goes, and sits down. without saying anything, he loosens his tie and goes to unbuckle his belt before you reach down and grab at his hand, bewildered, “oscar jack! what the fuck are you doing?”

he blinks, “i’m fucking you, right now. it’s too long of a drive back—i’m going to crash the car if you keep sitting next to me in that goddamn outfit. i was going to take you to the bathroom inside, but i figured you’d at least prefer the car. you can be a little louder here.”

your mouth dries, “you said they loaned you an incredibly rare, vintage mclaren, babe. i’m not gonna-“

oscar wrestles his way out of his suit jacket, spreads it underneath him on the leather seat, and pats his lap. “problem solved.”

shifting your weight, you glance around nervously. oscar is right, you would prefer the car over the bathroom. all those people inside who could overhear, gossip, and spread the news of how rookie mclaren, f1 driver, oscar piastri, had you yelling his name in the middle of an event. you’d pass.

“oh, c’mon now, babe. you didn’t think i saw the way you were eating me alive with your eyes inside,” your boyfriend teases, “i know you‘ve at least gotten a little wet for me already, haven’t you?”

that’s all it takes; the australian acting possessive and feening to get inside you is more than enough to have you straddling his lap and pulling the car door shut with a slam.

oscar tugs you into dirty make out, and you get lost in his pink lips, tugging teeth, and explorative tongue. the last of your breath tapers out in a reedy moan, and you break the kiss to pant against his lips, and oscar laughs. his laughter spreads through your chest, and it has your hips rolling against the bulge you feel underneath you. his amusement is cut off, and his hands fly to grip at your hips. he starts tugging you against him in a filthy grind, and choked off moans from the two of you start to fill the car.

you press kisses to oscar’s jaw line, paving a path down to his wide strong neck with your tongue. you suck on small patches of skin, not using enough suction to leave a mark, but enough for oscar to become aware of the fantasization that you could. the aussie gasps at every random suckle of your lips as he scrambles to pull the skirt up your legs. you shift your hips up to make it easier for him, as your hands feel down his torso to his belt. it unbuckles fairly easily, and you shove it out of the way, to unzip the slacks and pull his cock out.

oscar moans, throwing his head back at the feel of your hand on his length, and you get entranced in the trap that his pale thick neck is, again. you hum against his neck, introducing teeth alongside the ache of the suction of your mouth, and bully the collar of his shirt out of the way to find a space to leave a few marks. oscar’s breath freezes at the first hickey he feels you leave, but the rapid inhale he takes next clears his mind enough to have his right hand pull your panties to the side, and move to caress your heat.

you shudder on top of him, your breathy sigh amplified within the car. oscar sinks two fingers inside of you, and a much louder moan is tugged out. your hands fly up to grasp onto his shoulder, and your head tilts backward away from his neck in pleasure. his fingers thrust into you gently for a few beats slowly working to open you up for him and once he feels your cunt starting to relax, his thumb reaches to press at your clit. whines fill the air, as you lean all the way back, resting your back on the steering wheel allowing oscar all the space he needs to stretch you out. his fingers start curling as they drag out of you, and you can feel the pads of his fingers rubbing over a soft spot on the front of your walls. 

oscar’s eyes were stuck marveling over the overwhelmed expression on your face, but once he starts feeling wetness dripping down his arm he glances down, and curses out a rough, “fuck, baby—you’re dripping all over me.” your cheeks burn hot, and you can’t tell if that’s out of humiliation or the effect of his awe-filled voice. your right hand releases his shoulder, and bats at his arm, before tugging at his wrist to pull his fingers out, “that’s enough, mmm, just get in me already.”

oscar eagerly draws away; he uses his clean hand to tug his wallet out of his back pocket, and tugs a condom out with a smidge of struggle before handing it to you. you snatch it out of his hand, biting it open and rolling it over his cock, and once it’s on, you tease, “jeez, osc. you really were planning on jumping me in the middle of the event tonight—grabbing a condom and everything; you think i’m that easy?”

he chuckles, satisfied, his hand drenched in your wetness rubbing over his cock to get him slick, and teases back, “you’re about to ride my cock in the parking lot of said event, pretending to be worried about ruining the seats of this vintage car. i’m not calling you easy, but it doesn’t hurt to be prepared, does it?”

your cheeks are definitely burning from humiliation this time around, but you huff, ignoring him checking you. you tug his hand away, raising your hips, and guide him to your entrance with your own hand, before slowly sinking down. 

twin sets of moans fill the air as he bottoms out; one of his hands reaches to palm at your ass (it’s sticky, so it must be the one he fingered you with), and the other grips at your waist tightly. you squirm on top of him, knees barely managing to find enough room to prop on the seat to give you a stable base. once you feel stable in your cramped position, you give a testing grind of your hips, and from there, it’s lights out.

oscar lets you set the pace for a few thrusts, suffering in the languid rock of your hips; you’re torturously tight around him, and he can only groan at the feeling of you wrapped around him. his chest heaves, before he brings both hands to halt your hips, and starts fucking up into you rough and quick. a scream jostles out of your throat at the unexpected change of speed, but you just take it with no complaints, allowing yourself to go limp against the wheel of the car to hold your body upright. he moves your body for you, pulling you downwards to meet his upward thrusts; and you feel him constantly applying pressure against that one tender spot right under your navel.

your boyfriend revels in the sound of the moans he’s punching out of your throat, admiring the way your head is thrown back—mouth open wide, eyes scrunched tight, lips bruised and bitten to hell. it’s a lewd picture, painted by himself. the car rocks along to his frantic rhythm, windows fogging, and sweat begins to form on both of your skin. the aussie’s core tightens; he won’t last much longer, you’ve had him half-hard the whole night.

a frustrated grunt escapes oscar, and you hum questionably about to ask what’s wrong–but his right hand leaves your waist to furiously start circling your clit, and an ear piercing shriek leaves you. “c’mon now, babe. ah-be good and come f’me yeah? im so close, baby–please,” he babbles, the last shred of sanity leaving him. his hips don’t falter once–to you it feels like they’re moving quicker, every sensitive spot receiving attention from the sharp snaps of them.

you cry out, it’s all too much; your hand reaches down to press against his navel in a feeble attempt to stop him from stroking so deep and roughly, and incoherent pleads try and tumble out of your mouth, “mm! osc–no! ah–too much, baby! it’s too much–hngh–feels weird–s-slow down!” it’s like his ears are filled with cotton; he can hear you begging down at him but can’t make out what your saying over the blood rushing in his ears. he’s trapped staring at your pretty cunt, watching the obscene amount of wetness coming out of you–the suit jacket underneath him is completely ruined, and he off-handedly thinks it won’t be saving the leather upholstery.

your legs start quivering and trembling–it damn near looks like you're freezing to death, even though the car has become as humid as a sauna. your own orgasm shocks you, and your eyes roll back erotically–unable to give oscar any warning. and in your last moment of awareness, you realize that something feels different, but it’s too late.

you choke on your scream of, “oscar, fuck!” as fluid gushes out of your cunt, and the first wave is enough to completely drench oscar’s pants, and oscar finally returns to the moment in amazement. he eagerly brushes his hand against your clit, and shortens his strokes to quick little jabs to force more of your juices out, and you can only ride along. you try to slam your legs shut, to jostle oscar’s hand away, but it’s futile with his torso propping you open for him. you’re sobbing messily, as he forces more liquid to spray from your cunt–and he moans out his own orgasm, ripped from him in surprise. the australian halts his stimulation this time around when you frantically tug his wrist away when the pleasure melds to pain, and allows himself to get a few more jerks of his hips in.

you fall forward, collapsing into his chest–the squelch of your thighs meeting his pant-covered ones has him humming and grinding his hips into you as gently as he can. the two of you shake against each other, hearts rabbiting as you catch your breath. oscar’s hands rise to rub at your back, bringing you down from the aftershocks still trembling over your body. 

“i-i’ve never squirted before,” you whisper into his neck.

your boyfriend hums softly, “did you like it?”

he feels you nod against him shyly.

“then, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” he comforts, knowing if he seems approving of it, you’ll be quicker to accept it as something good, “how i’m going to explain the ruined suit and car seat to mclaren on the other hand…”

a shaky laugh from you causes oscar to smile, “i told you you shouldn’t fuck me in the car.”

“how was i supposed to know that tonight would be the night i’d made you gush all over me?! i was hoping that when the time came we’d at least be on a couch,” he whines.

“shut the fuck up,” you joke, “i want a live play by play when you explain the cleaning bill to zac.”

the aussie pauses, faking thoughtfulness, “maybe i should send the bill to the trust-fund baby. zac would back me up–he’s american, he’d probably find it hilarious.”

oscar gently shifts you over to the passenger seat, and you tug your skirt all the way down, and he fights his way out of his slacks that stuck to his thighs with your wetness. he manages to wrangle them off and kicks them to the side of the car floor along with the soiled suit jacket, after fishing the keys out of them, sitting out in his boxers, and glances over to see you adjusting your appearance as best as you possibly can.

“you want a mcflurry?” the aussie offers.

“as long as we can get a fry with it,” you smile at the random shift in conversation, allowing him to hide his embarrassment.

oscar turns the keys in the ignition, and the engine rolls into life with a deep, vibrating hum. he catches your legs pressing together tightly, and you squirm at the purr of the engine under your seat.

“well,” oscar starts nonchalantly as he reverses out of the spot, “you have the time that it takes to get from the drive-through to the flat to finish eating–because as soon as we get home, i’m taking you to bed and learning how to make you squirt, consistently. i don’t care how long it takes, or how many orgasms you have–i’ll keep going ‘til you come dry, babe.”

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BELIEVE 4 LEAVE ANALYSIS 2/2

You can go check my page for part 1/2 ( or tap the "analysis about b4l" tag down there )

Tatsumi: Who don't think he himself deserves the tilt of a priest but everyone knows that Tatsumi are already one without need any to confirm it with him.

Then our little Mayoi, now be able to find his way to happiness!

THAN THE FOURTH COMBINED TOGETHER, MADE ALKALOID!

They are now be able to rise up! To get the thing they wanted the most.

They aren't a shame of them self anymore, Mayoi is still scare, but he's trying his every best.

And that "Hope", "Love", "Blessing", "Happiness" is their purpose for this brutal idol battle!

They won't give up until they get what they want!!!

This line is just adorable, consider the fact that Mayoi outfit in this event is the only one to have a four-leaf clover on it.

It remains Mayoi that he's not a long anymore!!!

You can also see this sense in the MV

He's in a unit, a team, and everyone still needs him. And until then did he feel the happiness of life!!!

and

Is not really a goodbye, is feel so because in the MV, the airship is getting further from the viewer's but they were not, you can see that they are heading towards to a castle where their next journey will begin.

AND HOLD IT! I JUST WANNA LET YOU KNOW that this event is name

Sail!◆Heart-faring Phantom Airship

Who is the one that got nick name is: "Phantom"?

Mayoi! This is literally out open about Mayoi song! So if you're like "Haha, silly lyrics with coincidentally alike all the members of ALKALOID."

Think again buddy! I WASN'T MAKING TWO WHOLE ASS POST ABOUT A 2 MINUTES SONG FOR NOTHINGGGGGG.

[stepswowdsen]

Sen's Rambles

Recently got a cute purple bow I started wearing. I got my ears pierced on Outer Science Day (8/31), coincidentally! I got some small cheap stainless steel star ones for now. After that, I'll go get some post earrings 🙏

The school semester started for me on the 4th, so I'll be busier and won't have the time to draw as often.

I'll try to keep up my posts of posting something everyday (or almost everyday) since I usually post stories right before I go to bed, art and/or rambles

I clipped my bow to my hair loosely so it doesn't tug on my hair but it almost fell off, so I'll also think about getting a bow with a scrunchy eventually too. Since I wanna wear a cute purple bow like Selena, but I still want it to be comfy. Right now this bow is still fine ^^

Cute purple Selena-esque bow 🎀💜 I got it cuz it reminded me of my wife

Admittedly I'm still thinking of what ship I wanna draw for my birthday on 9/12… I think it'll be posted late since I was mainly working on school work this week. I think it needs to be a Sen-core ship.

I was having a hard time deciding what ship I wanted to draw. I feel like it should be XanLena since Selena is my KHR OC (and beloved wife), but I'm also open to others too. I think I want to draw them in traditional Viet clothes as a redraw of my old XanLena pieces in the past.

I also considered drawing KuroEne or JuAli.

Since for JuAli, I've been sketching ideas irt a potential Tegaki fan-animatic with them. Particularly the Vocaloid Song crossover I thought of...

I also had some other ideas too of art ideas to draw with them! I wanna draw them in Chinese and Arabic traditional clothes, and then have them wear matching couple hanfu at some point.

I really want to make coloured doodle ship pieces for the rest of my ships that can match the quality of the KuroEne one I drew.

The expressions and colours are so good in my recent KuroEne art that I want to be able to match the same level of quality for my other ships too.

I've drawn KuroEne recently, so I wanna draw a ship piece with others. Though it'd be fun~ 9/6 Day is HaruTaka, KonoEne, and KuroEne Day, since 9 is Haruka/Konoha's Mekakushi Dan member code, and 6 is Takane/Ene's 🖤💛💙

Kuroha/Saeru is usually denoted as "XX" in merch since he's not apart of the Mekakushi Dan, but gets included as part of 9/6 by association.

Mr. XX

9/6 is 6 days away from my birthday, which is also Ene's MekaDan code. We were made for each other, wifey~ 💙 🤭 💘💞

Animatic Ideas

JuAli x Unfriendly Hater by Meddmia (illustrated by WOOMA)

JuAli x Wi-Fi Imagination Wild Boy by rerulili

KuroEne x Strawberry by Kashii Moimi (illustrated by SOMAZ)

KuroEne x Bougainvillea by Kashii Moimi (illustrated by Somaz)

Not a whole MV though obviously (at least not now), but an illust of them biting into a strawberry based on the Strawberry MV's illust.

Though I do eventually want to make tegaki fan-MV animatics for all of my ships. Just to name a couple. I have tons more ideas

Sen's Animatic Ideas

JuAli x Unfriendly Hater by Meddmia

JuAli x Wi-Fi Imagination Wild Boy by rerulili

KuroEne x Strawberry by Kashii Moimi

KuroEne x Bougainvillea by Kashii Moimi

Commissioning Arts

I've commissioned arts of XanLena and KuroEne from amazing artists, which I will post on main eventually ^^

I wanna commission JuAli and IdaTatsu too in the future, I'm just waiting on JuAli and IdaTatsu for now cuz I haven't finished drawing my character concept art ref sheets for them yet.

Because I want it to be art of them with my HC designs. I still need to refine my sketches and design Alibaba's outfit.

I'd love to commission LimGuda but Douman has a really detailed and complex complicated design so I think that'll be for the future.

[waiting-on-a-dream]

𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝟎𝟎𝟔: 𝐒𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐘𝐮𝐢

"Um, Warden-san? Surely there's been a misunderstanding. Please let me out and we can talk about this."

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨

Name: Sasaki Yui / 佐々木 惟 (The kanjis in her last name mean "help, aid" (repeated, indicated by the iteration mark 々) and "wood". Her first name means "think, consider, reflect".)

Status: Prisoner 006

Gender: Female

Age: 22

Birthday: May 25 (Gemini)

Height: 177 cm

Blood type: AB

Image color: #CF9FFF

Occupation: Idol

Personality: Yui is cheerful and sociable, often approaching others with a soft smile. She's a great conversationalist too, able to speak with anyone on any topic as she knows a little bit about everything.

Her usual demeanor can only be described as "cute". She speaks in a soft voice and her movements are gentle. Her fans love her for it. The messed up people in Milgram could hardly care less.

There are times when her cheerful demeanor falters when she's alone though, when she stares blankly into the distance with sagged shoulders. If she notices someone coming, she'll brighten up immediately. Unfortunately for her, Milgram has some quiet people that are good at sneaking around. She'll have to keep her guard up.

𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨

Which canon Milgram song she would cover: It's not my fault (I told you I’m queen; It’s always the same; God gave me everything, everything is as I wish)

Which DECO*27 song she would cover: Negative shinkaron

If she could cover a song by a different Vocaloid producer, which one would it be: Paradichlorobenzene by Owata-P

Her MV description: The first minute of the MV takes place in a school, the rest of it in a dance stage. Bright colours are present most of the time but dark grey appears a lot in both locations.

The MV starts with Yui making her way up an old grey staircase. She's dressed in her school uniform, so this event takes place a few years in the past. Fluorescent lights flicker once above her. She reaches a door at the end of the staircase and opens it, revealing a school roof and the summer sky painted a bright and blinding blue.

A blue-haired girl sits by the fence, sipping from a bottle of strawberry soda. Yui goes over and sits down next to her. Together, they watch a video of idols performing on stage. The girl gets excited after a while and pulls Yui up to her feet, dragging her along to copy the dance routine they had just watched.

They do a synchronized spin, and the school setting switches to the dance stage setting. Yui and the girl's school outfits have changed into idol outfits. Yui wears purple whilst the other wears pink. They're in an idol group of five and doing a different dance routine now. A big crowd cheers from below, waving coloured light sticks around. The number of pink light sticks outnumber the other four colours.

They have a meet and greet after the show. Yui watches as a group of girls surround her friend, holding out album covers and photo books for her autograph. A fan approaches Yui and her gaze is torn away from the blue-haired girl. She smiles warmly.

The show is over. Yui beckons for her friend to follow her, excitedly running across the now empty stage. Without the colourful spotlights and flashy visuals being shown on screen for the show, the stage looks awfully grey and dull. Yui looks back at her friend as the girl jogs over to catch up to her. Above them, a spotlight jerks and falls.

The last shot of the MV shows a close up of Yui flinching, then her expressions morphs into one of horror. The MV ends.

𝐕𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

-- 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

(Cheerful) Hello! My name is Sasaki Yui. I'm 22 this year. I work as an idol! And I'm quite popular according to my fans, hehe. Warden-san, this must be a mistake, right? How could someone like little old me possibly murder anyone?

(Beckoning) C*m* o*, I *av* so*e**in* t* s*ow y**.

-- 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫

I won't allow it. I won't allow it. I won't allow it! I WON'T ALLOW IT!!

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚

Her favourite colour is lavender.

Her favourite food is matcha swiss roll.

She has a strict 5-step skincare routine that she adheres to everyday. Her skincare products were the first items she requested for since arriving at Milgram.

She has 4 million followers on Instagram.

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬

I cannot draw. So picrew saves the day once again!

I like how both of the "love and passion" prisoners feature dance in their MVs. It's a cute similarity.

I really like Yui's last name for some reason.

I also wanna braid her hair...

[yumejo]

the new valkyrie mv makes me think of marivalk marriage so much.. i love valkyrie so much

shu is the fussiest, most meticulous groom in the world—every detail will be perfect, idyllic and beyond compare. even the degree in which the chairs will face are accounted for, anything less than exquisite simply won't do.

—"non, non! you've got it all wrong. the white rose is encompassed by the two red ones! it represents our unity, our everlasting love!"

shu also designs and tailors both of your outfits, coordinating them to both your personal tastes while integrating a sense of cohesion between the two of you. after all, a marriage is just that: two souls coming together congruently, promising to share every last burden and wish.

—"i just finished mari's dress, aren't the flower embellishes just sublime?♪ i can hardly wait to see her in it, kakaka!" —"but oshi-san, i thought grooms weren' suppose to see what the bride's dress looked like?" —"as if i could trust anyone else with a task like this! kiryuu already gave me the same sentiments when i refused his help. hmph, mari agrees with me!"

mika never envisioned a wedding drenched in splendour for himself, as much as he dreamed of marrying someone during the dour days at the orphanage, and so, it was shu who forced encouraged him to go all-out. and mika is overjoyed to, wanting to give you nothing short of what he believes you deserve. he's a very passive wedding-planner, and is more than ecstatic to allow shu to take over every last detail.

—"oshi-san was tellin' me about the arrangements ya bought. 'm really lookin' forward to seen' em~ i should get involved more? eh, i tried, but oshi-san jus' kicked me out."

mika is the type begins silently weeping the moment he discerns you ambling down the aisle, your hair lavished in decorations that emit endless pulchritude and the way your dress billows off your frame only magnifies the beauty he always saw in you. he's reminded that he isn't dreaming, you truly chose him; and soon, he'll be able to call you his wife.

—"'m not cryin'!" —"uh, you definitely are! stop, you'll ruin the make-up shu put on you and he'll be furious-!" —"shut yer trap, nazu-nii!"

[aplateoflasagna]

My thoughts on Batter Up by Babymonster

First things first; I really liked it! It's a good song and I'm happy to see that most people agree. Of course there is critisism, but there always is when big 4 groups debut (though I agree big 4 debuts should be held to a higher standard because they have all the money and connections)

The song is good. I'm not going to call it 10/10 because there are some things I wished were different, but overall I'm very satisfied with the result. It's catchy and it will still hold up when they are further in their career.

The chorus is a bit empty but it grew on me after a few listens. I do agree it sounds a bit too much like Lisa's Money. It sounds very much like a YG song (which is good for me because I love the YG sound), but with that, they kind of failed to let Baemon have their own unique sound right from debut. I remember YG stating that WINNER's music needed to be completely different from BigBang because they were YG's new boygroup and he wanted them to be unique and that worked. Now Baemon is getting compared to Blackpink and I understand why. It might be too similar to Blackpinks music which is a shame because the Babymonster members have such unique voices and they don't sound like BP at all.

And that's my second regret with the song. Their unique vocals don't stand out enough because there isn't enough singing in the song. They sing in the pre-chorus and that's kind of it. The verses are talk-singing and the chorus is empty. It would have been cool if they debuted with a bside that showed of their vocals more. (something RnB!)

The rap was great! I'll have to wait for Hyunsuk to go on Weverse live but It does seem like he wrote Ruka's part and Asa wrote her own rap. I'm happy Asa was able to fit her fast style of rapping in the song. I really love it alot.

I like the YG ending, I like that it's a song fans will be able to party to and chant to together with the members at the end. It has a fun vibe that's shown with the members smiling while performing the choreo in the MV (especially Chiquita!)

The MV is fun and, just like the song, will hold up well in a few years. It's a bit all over the place though, it's like they wanted to show as much as possible and forgot to make it narratively coherent. It's lots of cool sets that don't really have anything to do with eachother. I do think the the two themes in the MV were clearly 'Youth' (the classroom, the school bus, the uniforms, baseball) and 'New Beginnings' (Batter Up, the broken egg, the broken cage, the defrosting of the ice (I'll admit that one's a stretch lol). I'm happy it's so crowded though... After watching the teaser I was really worried it would be like 3 sets in a white void, so I was relieved watching the MV

The best scene is definitely Rora's flower scene. She looks absolutely gorgeous and she stole my heart 🙈

The outfits are all great too. I don't have a single complaint, they all look fantastic in every scene!!

They haven't shown the choreo much, but I'm not really impressed by what is shown in the MV. That doesn't really mean anything though. There have been many instances where I ended up loving the choreo if I saw it performed in full.

Spreaking of performances, will Baemon even go on music shows for Batter Up???? Apparently they aren't attending Inkigayo this week?? There has been no confirmation for any other music show performance and in december lots of music shows won't be broadcasting at all...

I've been a YG stan for quite a few years now and time and time again my patience and faith in the company is tested I swear to God. I have long learned not to get my hopes up, but only giving bare minimum promotion to your first girl group in 7 years seems a bit much no?? I really hope this is not the case and many more content is to come, but honestly I wouldn't be surprised it there wasn't.

There are many thing I probably forgot to talk about, but this is most of it. I miss Ahyeon, I think this concept would suit her very well and if she ever rejoins the group she would fit in perfectly! Nevertheless I'm very proud of the records Baemon has broken already. Most watched kpop group debut MV in the first 24 hours ever 👑 + most watched Kpop group MV in the first 24 hours in 2023 🏆

Congratulation on debuting Babymonster! 👏👏👏 I hope we get to see a live performance very soon 🙏

[heartonthejindow]

hi shar!!! this is a little bit of an embarrassing question but if you were a newer fan of bts and wanted to get to know them more where would you start? there is just so much content i'm a little overwhelmed 😅 thank you !!!!!!!

aaahhh it's not embarrassing at all!!! i can tell you how i started out and you can take what you see fit from it this should be fun and interesting for you first and foremost 💞

when i first got into bts it was because i saw the BWL music video while i was out and saw their pink outfits and was like 😮 CUTE!!! so the first thing i did when i got home was look up "bts mv," start with boy with luv, and then just keep watching random MVs from there. i think once you get into them properly then you can start thinking about all the storyline stuff which won't make much sense to you watching MVs chronologically right off the bat anyway hehe

if you mean getting to know them more in terms of their personalities and relationships with each other i think run bts (the show, not the song) is a great place to start!!! run bts is what developed my biases further and i think it's the best representation of the boys' personalities. you can also go back and watch past lives to see them be and interact even more naturally than they do in produced shows. if you have more specific questions about any of this don't hesitate to hmu i LOVEEEE helping people get more invested in bts as any of my friends will be able to tell you 🥺

[umiedibles]

Okie I'm just gonna say THE FACT THAT IF YOU QUIT A LIVE, IT DOESN'T REFUND YOUR BP??????????????? IT'S STRAIGHT UP DAYLIGHT ROBBERY????? NOT TO MENTION WITH THOSE REFRESH RATES. IMAGINE YOU FORGOT TO SET YOUR SPEED SLOWER AND YOU STRAIGHT UP FAIL THE LIVE and you lost 10BP just like that bc the game consumes energy currency upon entry instead of upon completion like please fucking fix that...

The stuff with Arashi and the SHITTY translations is a problem far too big to be labeled a pet peeve and deserves it's own post honestly...

Another is how the notification popup for store NEVER goes away until you buy the recommended packs like is that just me?? It's so damn annoying I ain't spending money on the EN server with dog shit translation either go awayyy

Another is the ABSURD and STUPID censorship in the English server?? I can say the f slur but not the word pull? Hello??? Or some basic harmless words... But I can say shit? Fuck? Okay whateverrr

Keito should be deleted from the game /j

The game doesn't let you skip the gacha animation like OHHH it glowed blue okay get it over with (aggressive tapping) even if it was gold or rainbow I should be allowed to skip pulls instantly??

The Double Face debut cards should be in the default pool idgaf??? Why do I need to get 30, 40 memorial coins so I can have the MV outfits??? Considering they disbanded this makes me even madder honestly

Another is not being allowed to auto during your first time on each tour. I'm using BP?? 3 BP, actually! LET ME AUTO I am not doing all these manually again for (30 × 4 = 120) 120 songs???? That's 360 BP MINIMUM LET ME AUTO FIRST TRY

On first time story reads, even if you auto, the story won't move on to the next episode, instead it'll stay on the reward gem screen like dude I put you on auto because I cannot be BOTHERED to tap to skip?? MOVE

Also back on tours, you have to clear the songs in order to the given chart instead of being able to select which one you want. Like wow I wanna clear PERFECTLY×IMPERFECT on auto to farm event points but I gotta listen to mother trucking Eichi first? And spend BP on him?? Eyeroll

The advanced auto button doesn't have an option for reduced voltage support or ensemble gauge increase I think we should have those.

Also those supports don't have a number or indicator? Like do they reduce/increase it by a certain percentage or multiplier? Can I actually see these numbers to decide if it's worth spending my gems on?

The fact that scout tickets expire is just so meaningless and predatory...?? Even big gachas don't make their tickets expire. Why can't I save all my scout tickets? Now I gotta spend those piss colored tickets on standard to get my 6th Shu copy as if it'll give me anything new

Event 5 stars being locked. Not necessarily whale needed, but needing to spend a sizeable amount to get just one copy?? I know the business and game model doesn't require you to get every little rare unit unlike other gachas, and maybe it's because enstars is my only rhythm gacha game, but that's just so stupid. At least lower the points needed so I can get one copy, and let the whales max uncap what they want. The punishment for missing a card is so great too. Not only do you need to wait a year for them to get added to memorial, you also need to save at most 30 coins for a first time copy and memorial coins are so damn scarce??? Considering the model, time, and the delay in schedule between JP and EN, it seems reasonable but it's still such a big penalty for what, not spending diamond resources which are already scarcely given?

Can't think of more rn uhmmmmmmm scratches head.

Just asking for everybody and u included, any Enstars pet peeves? :3

Mine is merely the fact that the flick buttons don't look different enough so whenever my colorblind ass has to flick a note it's usually too fast for me to see left or right, and the other options for a different colored flick notes are ugly set notes...

its kinda annoying that the starry live is refresh based and you have to do all of them before you can get new ones instead of being pages you can flip through cuz during events theres 3 normal songs and the event song and when you finish the normal ones sometimes youll have to do a few more normal ones to get to 100 event passes to get to the next page and it takes way longer than it should :// and it would be nice if they had a native english speaker helping with the translations cuz its pretty rough in some places especially with the lyric translations . thats pretty much it tho , the devs do a good job with it

[wildwoof]

HOW’D I FORGET IN 5 MORE DAYS DEATH GAME HOLIC DROPS.

I’M NOT READY.

[born-to-lose]

Shit I just realized I have to look like a human tomorrow for the class photo

[bobateastay]

OH MY GOD HIIII SO LIKE WE HAVEN'T TALKED BEFORE BUT YOU SAID YOUR ASKS WERE OPEN FOR ATEEZ LORE STUFF AND I- I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE ON HERE TO TALK ABT IT WITHKJHFKHASDKJ so yeah hi i lowkey don't have a ton of theories and i'm about to go on a trip in a few days without service so i won't be able to scream about the teasers while i'm gone bUT i'll be here today and i will for sure be here when i get back later this month !

i'm currently dying because i can't see what the flags that hwa and joong are holding say in their individual concept photos from today :,) but my sister and i were talking about the flags from the group photo and thought maybe they're implying a double title track??? and we're also freaking out about the way that san stands out in a couple of ways!! he's the only one with full blonde hair (tho yeo's got the blue-blonde), plus he's the only one not wearing full black and the only one holding a mask. and ofc he's smack dab in the middle lol. not a real theory but just some observations ig. anyways i very well may be back here later today with more thoughts bc i can't get enough of ateez lore. *pulls out my ateez journal and countless google docs abt ateez lore* also absolutely dead from hwa in the skirt screaming crying throwing up rn

anyways i hope you're well and having a good day !!! <333

omgomg about san in the concept photo i saw this post on twitter that mentioned him!!! san is the only one hlding the mask that's half white and half black, right? and then hongjoong's the only one with half white and half black hair - so all the stuff about him standing out, even with his blonde hair and brighter clothes, especially him standing in the centre, could imply that he's sort of the "face" of the operation (holding the mask) whereas hongjoong is the captain behind it (his hair).

and remember hongjoong did mention once that he's been wanting to try this hair for a while but he chose to do it now because it suited the comeback? i can send you the link to the post that mentioned it if you want too!!

my theories atm are mostly about trying to place the timeline and their roles if that makes sense? i also figure ateez in the bright/celebrate(?) outfits from fever part 2 are ateez from a seperate universe/timeline than halateez and maybe even regular ateez, but i have to investigate more for that since i only have one scene from an mv to justify the theory

[theseulgis]

honestly the more i listen to feel my rhythm/watch the video the more i just feel like this comeback was a mess. obviously there was a fully fleshed-out concept and everything, but the song being edm and the dance and some of the outfits go completely against what i think most people expected it would be. for example the jeans with the little beach tube tops (idk what they're called, but that's what they looked like to me; kinda beachy)??? they completely threw me for a loop the first time i watched the mv because of how badly they (among other things) just didn't fit into the concept. i like the song more with each listen, but i still feel like sm REALLY missed the mark with a lot of this comeback. i'm also not impressed with the dance either in the performance or the practice video. it just feels like they tried to squeeze so much into one concept and it just turned into nothing very impressive for such a highly anticipated comeback.

i respectfully disagree with a few things you said but i do agree on many things.

while i appreciate that sm gives red velvet unexpected comebacks and never repeats a hit song with a similar song, i just can't help but think this comeback should have been the one to revive the red velvet enthusiasm. i've seen many people being disappointed with their grand comeback queendom and the concept photos for FMR were giving a lot of hope to many people hoping for a return of quirky dark yet pop red velvet... but it didn't come either. now i know many people love FMR, me included now, but i can feel the lack of enthusiasm again.

now i think for me personally, psycho set the bar so high that i'm not sure i'll be able to feel such a love for a red velvet title song again, in concept and musicality. i'll wait and see but i won't hope so much again. still excited that there are gonna be other comebacks this year!

i try to be positive because at the end of the day we did get a red velvet comeback and that's amazing! and they're happy! and we have content!! it's the good news. now i wish sm would give everything to red velvet but they never will. a dance practice in 30px will do i guess.

[soraenun-archive]

(i enter the stage and the crowd cheers and chants my name. i wave at them and blush from the amount of love i'm receiving) hiii, i'm here <3 how have you been doing?

yeah, it sometimes feels like you have to know everything about it (football) but i only watch it to take my mind off of things lol oh shoot! did i give you too many hints already? 😳 from now on, i won't reveal anything about myself. i might have underestimated your sherlockholmesque skills. this is not about my url btw, i'm not telling if you're right or wrong about it to stress you out even more (jk ofc i don't want to stress about it). i want to keep the big reveal for later and i want it to be extraordinary hehe 💖

when i saw the pink outfits on my dash, i thought of you right away 💞 i was like 'shannon must be super happy right now' and i was right. i saw your tags under the rv posts you reblogged. reading the tags under posts is one of my fave things to do on this site lol

wait what? i thought harry kane was way older than that. it's.... so weird to me that he isn't even in his thirties........ i really thought he was 35-36 already. in case he's reading this, i'm sorry mr. kane but i don't know anything about football players' ages. i'm always shocked when i learn about their age because i always imagine them way younger or way older than their real age. i'm sorry but did i make any sense? my brain is not able to process this info </3

since i forgot my question of the day the last time, here is one: are there any other sports you follow or enjoy watching? if so, which ones and what made you so interested in them?

as you might not know, i started taking singing lessons so please sit down while listening to my beautiful voice. 🎵 dear sha-aaaaaaa-non. i wish youu-uuuu-huuuuuuuu a niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice (this was the high note) dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy (vibrato at the end) and pleeeeeeeeease take caaaaaaaare 🎵 see? i didn't lie to you when i said i have a beautiful voice ;)

from 🐘 anon

hello!!! i am the crowd 📣👩 (that’s me cheering) hi bestie <3 i’ve been doing okay! i think your threats worked 🥰

exactly!! especially as a girl i feel like you get questioned so much more like im just here to have fun and support my besties :( the classic “explain the offside rule then” like i dont even think the players could explain offside anymore …. or the you must only be pretending to like it to get attention from men… but unless the man is heung min son i absolutely am not interested. oooh i must be onto something then 🧐 but you’re right! i will retire my detective skills and wait for your big reveal!

hehe i was super happy!!!! they all looked so pretty i love those outfits! and the stage with the flowers was stunning too <3 it’s so cute that u thought of me when you saw them :( have you watched the wildside mv yet? what did you think of it and the song?

yeah it makes sense!! i don’t blame you ajkhdaksd i think the fact he’s also married with kids certainly makes him seem like he’s a lot older than what he is?? but i’m hoping he still has a lot of years left in him especially if they’re gonna be spent at spurs 🥺 but nooo other than football i’m not really into any sports :/ i used to hate football too but something about tottenham hotspur just got me hooked <3 but i’m not really a sports person! sometimes i’ll watch rugby with my dad but it’s way too aggressive for me ajksdhjsakd

oh thank you for the beautiful song! you didn’t lie u have the most beautiful voice and you hit that high note perfectly! 👏👏👏 sorry if i’m being stupid are you really taking singing lessons or was that just for the fun message?? 🥺 if you are i'm curious what made you want to start taking them and how they’re going but if it was just a joke then u can ignore me <3

i hope you've been doing well too bestie and that you're having a good day/night 💞💗