#SHOW ME THE OUTFITS 🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣

[chancheols]

I really watched dudes in their twenties eat dinner and choose pajamas and was thoroughly entertained the entire time huh.

[gaumibear]

Octo and sea snakey🐙🐍

[uva124]

INTRODUCING THE MOST MANIPULATIVE KING IN HISTORY , MAGNIFICO!!! 🎇🎇🎇🎇(I hate him but he deserves a redesign lol).

For those who see this post for the first time, I introduce myself, Hi :D! I'm Aled and this is a collaboration with @ animación , author of the rewrite of Wish that is on her profile (read it, the story it's soooo good) and I am in charge of drawing the redesigns of her story.

Now, coming back to the main thing, I will show how we got to this result :)

FACIAL FEATURES AND HAIR:

-Honestly, I never thought that getting used to drawing Magnifico would be so difficult lmao, how in most of my procedures to make the designs, I start with sketches and studying the structure of the character's face, this was a little difficult because I'm not that I'm used to drawing people over 20, but with a few practices I was able to figure out how to draw him :D

(I also did digital internships, but I didn't save most of them because I forgot lmao)

COLOR PALETTE:

-Don't think that I chose a palette of yellow and gold colors just because I thought it was pretty (well, that's also another reason), what happened is that when I was searching through conceptual arts, I found some designs by Magnifico where They used a blue and yellow color palette

I did a quick search and found this:

-Tell me this doesn't remind you of Magnifico, then yes, that's why I chose a yellow color palette, also adding a golden tone to give it a royal vibe.

-I also applied this in the design of Queen Amaya, in the publication of her design I explained why I added details of a dark blue color in her costume and Magnifico's costumes

ATTIRE:

-From the beginning I always wanted to modify Magnifico's cape by adding a rose as a brooch, and searching through the conceptual arts I found quite a few interesting models, so it can be said that I combined everything I liked and that's how I got the cape for Magnifico, Also adding other details that occurred to me.

-The author sent me several ideas for Magnifico (thank you by the way :D), one of them was associating Magnifico with the sun, I really liked the idea and that is why there are so many symbols of the sun in his suit, plus these It reminded me how in so many cultures the Sun is worshiped, just as the kingdom of roses worships Magnifico, there are also other reasons why the sun fits with Magnifico but I already mentioned that in the publication of Amaya's redesign.

-The truth is, I only drew the other details improvised, this time I just got carried away, but hey! The outfit didn't look bad at all :)

-Another important part of Magnifico's costume is the "M" on his badge, but in fact it is not an M 😅, it is the sign of Scorpio ♏, this idea was from Anny Mation

-So yeah, I had to add the Scorpio symbol yes or yes, at first I thought about adding it to the back of the cape but I wasn't convinced by the idea, but then I thought: "Wait, why don't I add the sign on the gold plate ? that would look elegant."

FINAL COMMENTS:

-I'm proud of how this turned out, I feel like it does justice to a villain that commemorates 100 years of Disney :)

-Also, I think that those who have already seen the other redesigns know which character is next, right 👀✨? For Aster, I don't know how long it will take me to draw him, since the boy is literally a walking animation studio lmao.

That would be all for now, until next time :D!

[simplyjake]

Enha hyungs with actor/ress reader!

Summary: Ur an actress or actor in some of the biggest movies(hunger games, little mermaid live action, barbie, mean girls)

a/n: im a chronic yapper. I tried my best to make this be gender nuteral, if i failed im sorry!!

Heeseung

He lives for any project your in

He's always on set during any of ur shoots I think

You gotta bribe him to make sure his mouth stays SHUT bc man he loves to run that mouth

Proud bf moment whenever the tv show or movie is on a billboard and ur on it

Makes u take a pic in front of it like a proud mom 

Tries to steal smthn from ur set😖

Ask him if he cares abt u having to kiss someone 

he doesn't care ‼️ he knows it's fake and u come home to him every night

He cares a little bit

But he's learned how to get over it bc like I said

Ur his at the end of the day anyways!!

Promotes ur movie/show to ANYONEEEE

Like dawg we get it we will watch the little mermaid live action bc ur lover is in it okay

Holy shit.

LEAVE US ALONE

he's always with you at red carpet events 

Stuck to ur side like someone put superglue on him bruh

But dw he let's u get ur solo shots

U guys r so cute stop

Jay

JAYYYYYY

You were in the newest hunger games

As whoever u want bby u decide 

This was ur first big movie!!!

It was actually ur breakthrough movie that got you a lot more attention

And ofc!! Ur man is LIVING for all of it

His bby is getting the recognition that they deserve!

He's been there with you when you first started auditioning

To you getting small roles in indie films and college student films

And now you're staring in the hunger games: the ballad of songbirds and snakes⁉️

He has taken everyone he knows to watch the movie with him bc ur in it

Bc of that he saw it like 15 times pr smthn goodness gracious Jay.

Everyone loves how supportive he is of u ☹️

“Get me someone who loves and supports y/n as much as Jay does”

“The way he posts them everywhere mom i love them”

Ur fans wish they were jay but they love how he treats u

Jake

Ummm ok did someone say BARBIE MOVIE🗣‼️

“did yk my s/o is in the newest barbie movie”

Yes jake.

We know honey.

The fact that ur in one of the biggest blockbuster movies of all time makes his heart swell with pride

Yk those promotional barbie posters? “This barbie is__” “this Ken is___”

He has like 5 of urs in his house

His friends r always concerned when they see his room w those posters

They wouldnt get it.

You BEST believe he's in all pink when he's with you for the premiere

AND U GUYS ARE MATCHING OUTFITS 

Ur fans think he's so cute☹️☹️☹️

Following you like a lost puppy on the red carpet

He somehow makes friends w ur cast members now ur confused on how he has Ryan Gosling on speed dial (if u imagined urself as Ken, think of another male on the set, or margot robbie!)

Buys barbie and Ken dolls (or js two Ken's) that look like you guys

They stay on his shelf with his other trinkets

I love jake

Sunghoon

Ur in the mean girls movie

I wish they casted cady better

anyway

I like to think he didn't know u can sing

You kept the fact that it was a musical a secret from him

So when the premiere came

Btw yall ate everyone UPPP with ur outfits and shit

Fans didn't know if they wanted to be you or be with you

Anyways back to the premiere 

When u came on screen with that VOICEEEE phew (if you imagined urself as aaron lets preted they kept his parts from the broadway play)

He was floored

Gets the soundtrack stuck in his head now

“We need to get u on Broadway NOW”

“NUH UH"

"YUH HUH"

The only time ur fans have seen sunghoon smile is when he is at red carpets with you

Standing behind you as you're getting interviewed 

“That's my s/o” look on his face yk what I mean?

#coupleoftheyear

[bevy-obeyme]

TIME FOR ANOTHER REQUEST (are u sick of my new habit of sending you any thought I might have?)

SAME THING AS LAST TIME BUT WITH MY BABY GIRL NILOU ♥♥🗣🗣

No not at all! I love getting requests so you’re doing me a service haha 🫶

Lucifer

- The raven-haired man found himself enraptured with you immediately to his surprise.

- You were elegant, poised and polite it was impossible not to like you. And you never gave him trouble.

- On the contrary, he enjoyed teasing you sometimes. Just to see your face flush that nice pink.

- One of his favourite pastimes was watching you dance whilst he played the piano. You both made such a good duo.

- Some times, he’d even dance with you and put on one of his records.

Mammon

- Immediately, he believed you were way too polite. Like some kind of angel in disguise.

- Although he mocked you for being such a polite two shoes, he couldn’t find anything to fault you for.

- When he first saw you dance, his jaw was slack. You- you were so talented. Yet so humble. Damn.

- Mammon secretly liked you. A lot. You never tried teasing him or even belittling him whenever he’d act on his bravado and he appreciated that a lot.

Leviathan

- You were so sweet he fell at ease instantly! A normie that didn’t judge him? It was.. impossible.

- Anyhow, you always looked so elegant and pretty doing anything, it made him awed and slightly envious - how could someone be so perfect!?

- He always referenced you to the fact you looked like an ethereal anime character who is the fandom’s most admired love interest - that was his form of a compliment.

Satan

- He was a big fan of yours. The way you composed yourself through dance and made any movement look fluid was a talent worthy of being admired.

- Satan thought you were like a work of art - complex and yet utterly breathtaking. The blond man found himself trying not to smile whenever you were around.

- In addition, he liked your polite docile nature. It made it very easy to converse with you.

Asmodeus

- Like anything you did, he was infatuated.

- His sweetheart looked so amazing doing anything and he was one of your biggest supporters and admirers.

- He’d practically insist for you to allow him to pick out your outfits and style your hair, nails and makeup for you shows.

- The fact you were polite just made him gush over you more. No one else was like you.

Beelzebub

- He was easily fond of you. You were polite and kind - plus, you’d give up your lunch whenever you noticed him eyeing it. He appreciated that.

- Your performance was something to be proud of and he always made sure to give you a genuine compliment afterwards of how beautifully you moved.

- In addition, you reminded him of Lilith with your personality.. so it was hard not to get attached.

Belphegor

- Like his twin, Belphie found himself easily warming up to you. Your words were so gentle and soothing - just like Lilith.

- He liked your peaceful presence in the house compared to the chaotic mess of his other siblings. It was a nice change of pace.

- In addition, the youngest found himself curious of you. You were never sly nor cunning, always acting with genuine intent and sincerity. He had never met someone so pure, not even angels behaved so kindly.

- He also believed you to be the epitome of elegance with your graceful dancing. It was mesmerising.

[fishii28]

the ranpo cosplay 🔥🗣💯🙏🏽 (lots of writing ahead lol)

bro i was meant to meet at my friends house so we and another friend could all leave together but i thought i was running late so my only mirror pic of my full outfit was blurry. so, i put some emoji over my face, behold top part of my outfit. i didn't wear the regular pants, so i wore white knitted tights with a black skirt.

also, i did wear a wig, but since i accidentally ripped couldn't fit my hair in it, i ended up just having my hair open under it. and later when my friends showed me their wig caps, i realised i didn't actually have one and it was the thing that covered my wig when it came 💀. anyways that doesn't matter... 👍

a pic of the cosplay will be under the cut!

tho it was tiring, i will say the event was fun, chaos and definitely something worth waiting so long for :)

under the cut, i'll write some stuff i did because i really enjoyed most of it!

there were so many pretty cosplays, they were amazing! i took lots of photos, with mostly bsd cosplayers. some people came up to me and said i looked nice, a few asked for a photo and a few asked if i was ranpo. oh my lord, whenever people told me i looked nice the moment they left i turned to my friend and silently screamed.

there was just dance! and me and my friends lined up twice. first time, we did a vocaloid song, i think it was called Ievan Polkka. the second time, we were gonna do Judas by Lady Gaga but ended up doing Rasputin.

here's a list of some of the cosplays (characters/fandoms) i saw and took pictures with :)

jjk - gojo

bsd - chuuya (pm, beast!), dazai (dark era, ada), akutagawa, kyouka, atsushi, ranpo (another one!), nikolai, sigma, mori

tgcf/heaven official's blessing - xie lian, hua cheng

vocaloid - miku, emu, rin, len

lucky star - konata

genshin impact - kazuha

and here is a list of some of the cosplays (characters/fandoms) i saw but didnt take pictures with (💔) (yes i had to search some of their names.)

jjk - itadori, riko, toji, choso

genshin impact - xiao, raiden shogun, furina, hu tao, yae miko, nahida, navia, neuvillette, venti, alhaitham, baizhu, wriothesley, scaramouche

demon slayer - inosuke, tanjiro, nezuko, shinobu, douma, kokushibo, obanai, mitsuri

seraph of the end - shinoa, krul

hsr - aventurine

twd - rick grimes

i didn't eat much, but i brought a pack of lollipops to share with my friends and i bought a crepe! my first time eating one, it was a Nutella and strawberry one.

also, i bought a jjk Hidden Inventory poster (for like $20). this pic's from the internet but this is the poster i bought!! :D

its so pretty!!

and as said earlier, a pic of the cosplay :) @starzcoded convinced me to post it here :>

hope that wasn't too much yapping!! :D

[tmnt-reticent]

So uh

I was thinkng

Trans ftm Ret Donnie but he just genuinely doesn't know until later HEAR ME OUT

I was thinking about how like my mom didn't know what sex our tortoise was until she was a couple of years old. I did some research and it's the same for turtles. Since Dee was only a few months old when Splinter 'rescued' the turtles, whilst the others were all 3-4, he'd probably just assume that Dee was male since he couldn't tell and the others were all male so what's the odds of Donnie being the only female? I doubt he'd care enough to research anything (and by the time Dee was old enough for him to know he'd already left the lair, along with Dee's species having the least public info due to their extinction in the wild).

I thought it would be an interesting kinda thing to explore especially with how Donnie is as a character, and it could help along Leo's arc since he starts out as being like very homophobic and transphobic and stuff 😭😭 so him finally accepting at least one aspect of Donnie would show some character growth and stuff!!! (And make him possibly feel more comfortable about the idea of coming out even though he still won't do so any time soon). Also as an afab they/he person who mostly wears skirts and dresses I think it would be nice to have a ftm character who's comfortable wearing what most people would perceive as 'feminine' outfits. Trans people don't have to change their entire wardrobes after coming out‼️‼️‼️🗣🗣🗣💯💯🔥🔥🔥‼️‼️

Anyway uh

Thoughts?

This is very important u guys

[monamipencil]

Those 2 seconds in the lalali mv totally did not affect me (it changed my life) and i feel a very normal amount of attraction towards Kim Mingyu (i am willing to give up feminism for this man) 🗣🗣

In all actuality what the fuck is this pledis sponsored brainrot era we're entering???? What happened to shy lil mingyu covering up his lil arm holes for his maestro stage outfit??? He needs to pick a lane and stay in it for my sanity 😭 like at least cheol is committed to his "i dress modestly" agenda even tho he got the most feral bitches on the planet (its me, im bitches)

-🍬

i get you 🍬anon, i get you. i will gladly give up my feminism for these men. and kim mingyu, when i catch you, kim mingyu 😤

same, i feel like pledis is getting paid for just putting us through mental torture. he NEEDS to pick a lane. my guy keeps switching in between modesty and whatever the fuck happened in lalali.

ikk, seungcheol doesn't even show skin but still got the most feral fandom possible.

[huckleberrykai]

Hiii 🗣 anon here....thinking about hyuka who is the sweetest boy in the world so no one except his best friends knows that he's a mean sadistic dom. everyone thinks he's a subby sub because he's just so in love with you and his eyes are always on you, when you're together it's like you're the only ppl in the world (he doesn't mean to ignore everyone else but he loves you so much he can't help but focus on you completely he's OBSESSED ok!!!!!!!!!) he's always holding your hand and doing everything for you like if your shoelaces were untied he'd immediately drop to his knees and tie them for you. he loves sharing food with you and feeding you and helping you do everything like cooking getting dressed goes everywhere with you stays by your side all dat </33 you two do EVERYTHING together you're so sickly cute everyone gets toothaches. Matching outfits, maybe even working together, sharing clothes all the time, the most touchy couple ever like if you're not hugging, he's stroking your fingers, playing with your hair, touching some part of your body like a baby with a special blanket, he treats you like you're his favourite plushie :(((( always hugging you and rubbing his cheek against yours....

OK YOU GET THE POINT NOW FOR THE NASTY SHIT 😵🤭😭😭 Soo.... when i say hyuka is obsessed with you I MEAN IT. one day you're watching some show together on the tv and you're on his lap like always. his hands are roaming your body like always. BUT!!!! this time his hands immediately go in your panties and he's absentmindedly playing with your clit. you're moaning and squirming but he's so caught up in the show and when you're getting real loud he'll whisper shut up in your ear and try to remove his hand but you grip his arm and babble apologies cuz he's so sexy you turn STUPID. you'll take his other hand and cover your mouth (he'll finally look at you and laugh meanly) cuz you just cannot be quiet and even though gyu is out he is supposed to return any time soon which turns you on even more.

When gyu catches you two in the act, you're humping his hand and your thighs are desperately wrapped around his arm and you're sucking on the fingers of his other arm and hyuka is completely ignoring you like a really good actor. Gyu just stands there and you're lost in lust that you don't notice him but after you cum, you notice him and you squeal and try to get off of kai and run into your bedroom but kai traps you on him and is just saying some really mean shit in your ear and gyu just snaps out of it when hyuka starts staring at him the entire time he's degrading you (also when he's being mean to you he'll call you the cutest names like baby and princess and angel and he'll coo at you in a condescending way EJDJEBDJD idk idk) and kai is forcing you to look at gyu and you're in tears and maybe he even licks the tears IDK!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyways gyu snaps out of it and just kneels in front of you where your legs are spread open on hyuka's thighs. Gyu stares at you with mock pity and kisses your ankle and knee just to tease you (no feet shit 🙅‍♀️ this is just to rile you up lol) before eating you out (maybe over your panties cuz he's so desperate) and hyuka is grinding his hard dick against your ass and it's all so overstimulating and you're squirming so much and gyu is humping the air....he ends up cumming in his pants and you cum in your panties and gyu is disappointed cuz he wanted it in his mouth

skipping ahead a bit (after a shit ton of oral and other freaky shit) both hyuka and gyu stick their dicks in (double vaginal penetration LOL 😙😙) and it hurts like hell but you're cumming over and over and it's such a tight squeeze they don't last long 🤭 and you black out from the insane intense pleasure and they wake you up by eating you out together and when you think you're done they continue it in the bathroom...... OK...UM.....who wrote this???? I think some nasty sex spirit possessed me omg.

anon. i swear to fucking god WHERE DID THIS COME FROM HELLO???? I'M LOSING MY DAMN MIND OVER HERE I think you just earned the award of best thing to ever grace my inbox bcs. oh my god.

okay fuck wait we gotta do a whole literary analysis of this shit I have too many thoughts.

THE DETAIL WITH THE SWEET SHIT I'M CRYING like yeah sweet squishy bf but you went to TOWN and i am so soft for him he's so boyfie :(( the baby with a special blanket thing is so cute he's just so full of love i am in love w him

OKAY NOW THE FUNKY SHIT AHSKNSKS I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY

him just casually playing with ur clit and pretending like he's not doing anything,,, oh you are sick for this one. i can literally picture him saying shut up like getting all close and up in your ear and saying it so sternly bro im gonna die here.

'he's so sexy you turn stupid' - me any time I think about him (real)

HES SO M E A N AND I'M OBSESSED WITH IT. making you do all the work after he riled you up and just keeping his fingers in ur mouth oh my god thats so hot . AND TO JUST IGNORE IT'S HAPPENING??? i want him .

the cute nicknames while degrading u is so fuckingsjnsjd AHHH !!!!! ! !!! HE TOTALLY WOULD. AND LICKING YOUR TEARS??? bro i am Salivating at the thought of this..

and gyu. oml. the mock pity.. dies

2 hot mean boys bullying the fuck out of me COUNT ME IN!!!!!!!

THE DOUBLE PENETRATION TOO MAN I'M LOSING MY MIND WHAT DEMON POSSESED YOU HERE AND HOW DO I BEFRIEND IT ugh the painnn the pleasureee they'd def be choking the fuck outta u too

it would be so messy so much cum, messy hair, clothes everywhere, probably still half on bcs they were so desperate 😭 also LOUD like moans, whimpers, the crashing of all the shampoo bottles in the bathroom getting knocked over but none of you seem to care ksjakajs

but when it's all over they'd be so gentle and thankful and want to do it all over again asap

this. this was enlightening for me anon i love u sm rn thank u for sharing this

[iamthecatwhotypes]

the letter (bts)

It started with an unsigned letter...

💘Pairing: Fem!OC x Yongbok/Secret Admirer | Sincerely AU 📚Genre: Sincerely... AU (m.list) | Romantic Angst 🔞Rating: 18+ ⌨Word Count: 4.4k ✋🏽Warnings: Unhealthy relationship (edging on neglect; quick to anger) 🗣Summary: Jinju's birthday started out rough... but a curious letter from a secret admirer gives her new hope. The problem is, which of her friends has a crush on her? 💌A/N: Hi! I'm new, but have been lurking for a while. I've had this idea in my head for a while and wanted to give this a try. If you have any constructive criticism or anything you want to say about this, please feel free to reach out. I'd love to hear from you! 😁If you want to read on AO3, you can! 🥰 I know a lot of people prefer to read a whole story when it's done. If you want me to tag you when this series is finished, let me know and I'll tag you when the finale drops.

There was something in the air that Friday night.

It felt… maybe a bit romantic, really. The sky had faded to a soft blue with fluffy clouds bathed in pastel pinks and oranges while the horizon was aglow in dazzling gold. Chasing after the cotton candy clouds from the east was a storm the color of spilled ink. They sprinted along the sky, gobbling up the half moon that hung low and bright.

Rainy nights were my favorite. I was convinced they washed away all the negativity of the day or week and left me with a clean slate.

Maybe it’ll sound a little crazy or overdramatic, but it felt like there was something fated in the crisp breeze that whipped through my hair. It felt like I was on the precipice of something exciting and new starting.

I loved the way it seemed like everyone around me was so happy while being bathed in the soft glow of the street lights that were flipping on one street at a time.

I loved nights like this. They made me think of home when I was young. I'd sit with my mom and brother and watch the lightning until either the storm ended, or I fell asleep. 

In my moment of nostalgia, I looked around for my boyfriend, Yongbok, hoping to wrap my hands around his arm and walk tucked up against him, but saw him already so far ahead of me that he was almost to the restaurant we were going to meet our friends at. 

I paused for a moment, my shoulders slumping against the sudden brunt of disappointment. My jaw went slack as my heart slid down my ribs into my gut and dissolved in its bath of acid.

Why was he so far ahead? He almost always walked with me. I mean, yeah, he was a much faster walker than I was, but he had a bit of height on me and naturally had a longer stride.

I blamed my outfit. I didn’t often wear skirts or heeled sandals. Even though the long champagne colored skirt I wore had a slit up to the middle of my leg, I felt awkward walking in it. It felt almost alien to dress this feminine. The bag I had brought was bulkier than I was used to as well.

I guess I felt a bit like a puppy that had yet to grow into its paws.

Despite all of that, he should have been walking beside me like a proper boyfriend would.

Although… we have been going through sort of a rough patch, I guess. We’d made plans to go out tonight to celebrate my birthday months ago. Maybe he felt like if he didn’t show up tonight, then all our friends would know we were having problems and he didn’t want them to notice. 

I hoped that meant he still wanted to try and work things out with me.

I heaved a sigh and hurried after him, nearly breaking into a sprint in order to meet him at the door. He held it open with his foot and tucked his hands into the pockets of his jeans.

A small part of me was worried he'd started to be embarrassed by me. I had gained a bit of weight since I stopped doing my normal dance classes. I didn't think it had been a lot, but I had caught him looking at my tummy a couple of times.

Maybe he was just excited for everything that we had planned to do tonight. 

I felt myself get excited at the idea he'd gotten me something nice.

Maybe he was going to finally propose and was just nervous.

Why would he be nervous though? It wasn't like I would say no!

I smiled up at him sheepishly when I lowered my head and slipped past him and into the restaurant.

I loved this restaurant. The walls were black and the lights that hung overhead were low. It smelled of meat and fish and spices.

It reminded me of how my family's house had smelled when I was a child and my grandmother was cooking.

I looked around, plastering a smile on my face and searching for my friends.

I spotted Namjoon’s freshly dyed purple hair in a far corner and grabbed Yongbok's wrist, pulling him along with me as I navigated towards the group, my smile full and authentic now. 

Yongbok pulled his hand from mine and skirted past me, almost bumping into a waitress with a tray full of sushi, gimbap, and a delightful smelling udon. 

She gasped and steadied the tray with her free hand, her mouth agape as I waved her on, apologizing quietly for his rudeness.

Why was he acting like this? He was being so rude and embarrassing!

I scowled at him and walked over to the table, forcing the smile to grace my face again as almost everyone looked over at me.

I could almost feel the judgement in their eyes as Jimin pulled a chair out for me and pushed it in as I sat while everyone at the table wished me a happy birthday. I smiled shyly at them and bowed my head several times in gratitude while holding my hands together in thanks.

Even though it should have been Yongbok seating me, I thanked Jimin anyway. 

He was always a gentleman.

I looked at Yongbok and sighed again when I saw him already deep in conversation with Jungkook who had just started getting a full sleeve of tattoos and, of course, Yongbok was curious about it. He’d wanted to get tattoos for a while now and Jungkook had been the only one in our friend group brave enough to start.

The tattoos I could see on his knuckles were hard to read in the quick moment I looked at, but they looked crisp enough to look decent.

“Look at you!” My best friend, Chaeyoung leaned close to whisper into my ear as she took my bag and admired it for a moment before hanging it from a hook under the table I didn’t know existed. “I bet Yongbok is just itching to get his hands on you tonight!”

She hid her giggle with her long, slender hand. I did my best to laugh along with her to avoid suspicion. It’d been such a long time since Yongbok had touched me… since he’d hugged me… I thought I would probably erupt with joy as soon as he even so much as held my hand.

“Well, you look stunning.” Chaeyoung continued sincerely before letting her eyes gaze at the candles flickering in the center of the table. She went far away for a moment. “I probably shouldn’t say this, but I am a little jealous you have a boyfriend on your birthday. Mine was so lonely.”

I looked her over and scoffed. She was always so elegant with her high cheekbones, small forehead, and full hips that swung like a pendulum when she walked. She was everything I considered to be perfect. I couldn’t understand why she was still single. “You’ll find the right guy soon!”

“I hope so.” Her shoulders slumped enough for her collarbone to peek out from under the sleeveless black cocktail dress she wore.

I nudged her with my arm and leaned close, glancing around the table quickly to see who was watching us. “Have you told… you know… how you feel?”

Her eyes flicked up to the man who sat quietly on the other side of the table, between Jungkook and Namjoon, staring at a glass of water that was sitting in a pool of its own condensation. She shook her head and pulled her waist length black hair behind her ear. “No. If he likes me, he needs to approach me.”

“What if he’s shy?”

She gave a nonchalant shrug and took a sip of her red wine, the glint of the candles catching her long, almond nails painted in a nude shade. She thought carefully for a moment and met my eyes. “I think he likes someone. He’s been acting differently recently.”

I nudged her again as a pair of waitresses came around, setting steaming bowls of clear soup in front of us and taking our entree orders. “It could be you.”

She offered me a smile. “I hope so.”

We giggled together before beginning to eat our soups.

I looked around the table at everyone laughing together and sat back with a smile. 

I hadn't known anyone when I moved to Seoul as a teenager. It was only once I had met Yongbok that anyone at this table came into my life.

My life had become so rich and full with everything everyone brought to share with me.

I couldn't imagine my life without them.

“So… Jinju….” Jimin rubbed his hands on his trousers and looked over at me with a smile. I met his gaze and raised a brow, waiting for him to continue, watching as he ran a hand through his thick blond hair and cleared his throat. He shifted his weight and turned towards me. “What… um… what are we doing afterwards? I think it's been kept a surprise from us when, really, we should have been the ones to surprise you.”

I laughed as he ran his tongue across his bottom lip, his eyes roving my face. 

His sudden attention on me was a little confusing for me. Jimin had always been kind, but I had written it off as him being polite to his friend's girlfriend. 

I couldn't lie though, it was nice to have a man talk to me so kindly.

Yongbok looked up at us too. His large eyes narrowed suspiciously while going from Jimin to me and back again.

That was odd. 

Was he jealous or had he just forgotten our plans? I couldn't be sure. 

I came back to myself and put on my friendliest smile while laying my hands on the wood table.

“But I love surprising you all! I hope you don't mind.”

I dipped my head shyly. I hoped I hadn't inadvertently caused offense. I really didn't think anyone would mind. I had never been a fan of birthdays and really just wanted the attention to be off of me.

Jimin chuckled and ran a hand down the black blazer he wore, waving the other to dispel my worry. He softened his hand and offered a gentle smile. “Of course not. 

“I thought that since we were so close to Lotte World, that we could go there after we eat and do a scavenger hunt. I have a little gift for the winner.” I had gifts hidden away in my purse for everyone though, but I wasn’t going to admit that now. 

“It’s raining now though, my dear.” Yongbok interjected, his deep voice tinged with a gravelly undertone, hinting that I was being ridiculous. He used the endearment to try and soften his tone.

“I…,” I didn’t have much time to respond before Taehyung piped up, his eyes still on his glass.

“I drove.” He pushed his white linen napkin along the edge of the glass before looking up at me first then quickly around the table and back to his glass again. He swallowed hard and shrugged a shoulder as the weight of the collective stare went to him. “I can’t fit everyone, but….”

He let his words fall away, thankfully saved by the waitresses and a pair of runners who came up to our table and laid our meals out before us.

I couldn’t help but notice Yongbok glower at him for a moment before whipping open his napkin and laying it over his lap.

What was wrong with him?

I glanced at Chaeyoung to see if maybe I was overreacting, but she was watching me worriedly as she plucked up a piece of beef.

I tried to give her a reassuring smile, but I knew it was hollow. I couldn’t lie to her very well.

We fell into eating a bit quieter than before.

I appreciated Taehyung stepping up to help keep my birthday perfect. At some point in time, without me even realizing, he and Jimin had become my friends too… genuinely.

I didn’t know what I had done to earn that, but I was very grateful. 

The world felt a little smaller and less scary with them in it.

Eventually, we finished our meals and looked outside to see the rain had become so heavy that the street was practically empty save for a few stragglers who were drenched and huddled into their jackets and wincing against the elements.

Jungkook was the first to speak, always quick and eager to help in any way he could. “I think we should take Jinju to the zoo tomorrow. Or… maybe the aquarium.”

Namjoon nodded, pointing at him as he clasped his hands together and rested his elbows on the table. “Namdaemun would be cool too.”

“Oh… the Seosomun Museum is close to there.” Jimin chirped, glancing at me as he crossed his legs and sat back in his chair. “We could make a day of it if we wanted to.”

“Oh!” Chaeyoung cried out and leaned forward, her brow pinched and her eyes narrowed. “We could go to Sky Pizza!” She turned to me and put her hand on my arm. “That’s Bong Joon-Ho’s restaurant in Parasite!”

“We’re taking a tour of Seoul tomorrow.” Yoongi suddenly spoke with a breathy, deep laugh. “We may as well go to the National Park Mountain Museum.”

“Where is that?” Chaeyoung pulled her phone from her purse and tapped the name into her map app then looked up with wide eyes. “Bro! That’s so far away!”

Namjoon smiled until his eyes were half moons and shook Yoongi’s hand. “I see you’re getting out more.”

“That’s almost in Gyeonggi! That’s like an hour away!”

I was about to say that I loved getting out of the city, but Yoongi spoke again, waving his hand, his pinky slightly curved.

“Jinju, what would you like to do tomorrow?”

Everyone’s eyes shifted over to me and it was suddenly hard to breathe. I blinked rapidly and felt my mouth grow dry as my jaw went slack.

I couldn’t choose the museum Yoongi had suggested even though it sounded wonderful. Chaeyoung would be too miserable travelling that far. I made a note to go there later on my own. I sat up straight with a bright smile, watching subconsciously as almost everyone mirrored my movement. “I think we should go to the aquarium, Seosomun Museum, and Sky Pizza. If that’s okay?”

I looked over at Chaeyoung as she wrapped her arms around mine with a giggle. “That’s gonna be so fun!”

“Let’s see if it’s still raining tomorrow.” Yongbok’s voice was drowned out by Taehyung and Jimin offering to drive all of us, which made him roll his eyes.

Part of me felt bad for him to be ignored. I knew he hated it, but maybe the others were ignoring him since he was in such a foul mood.

I tried to compensate for him by being the brighter one.

“I’m really excited. It’ll be nice to do some new things.” I smiled at no one in particular.

My eyes flicked to Yongbok as he clinked his shot glass together with Jungkook’s and threw his drink back. I hadn’t even realized the grapefruit soju on the table. Yongbok locked eyes with me and pointed at me with a grin on his full lips then poured himself another shot. He raised it towards me, waiting for a moment for our bewildered friends to quickly follow suit when they realized there was going to be an impromptu toast. 

“Here’s to our beautiful Jinju on her birthday.” Yongbok smiled and gave a chuckle, the mood brightening for a moment as our friends broke into a smile and parroted him before he continued, interrupting a few of them. “May we all be so accommodating.”

I thought I heard a hint of sourness to his tone that the others seemed to gloss over. 

I smiled and bowed my head in thanks to my friends before a crack of thunder shook the building and made the lights flicker. We jumped and looked to see if the building had been hit.

“I think that's our signal to go.” Namjoon finished off his beer and stood with the rest of the table following suit quickly. We followed him to the counter to pay.

“Thank you all for such a lovely evening.” I bowed to the group at the large double doors that were painted black with an ornate design painted gold in the center of both of them. “It was good to see you all again and I look forward to seeing you tomorrow!”

I gladly accepted a hug from Chaeyoung, Jimin and Taehyung then shook hands with Namjoon and Jimin. Yoongi and Jungkook both gave me a small bow before looking out the windows as a flash of lightning illuminated the sky for a moment.

“I'll drive you home, Namjoon.” Taehyung patted the man on his shoulder as Jungkook fished his keys from the pocket of his black trousers and Yoongi pulled his black blazer over his tight black turtleneck.

“You two walked, right?” Jimin turned to us, raising his brow as Yongbok nodded, a sense of disappointment seeming to wash over him as his shoulders drooped a little. “I'll drive you home.”

I stepped up to him with a smile and held my hands demurely before me. “Thank you for your help, Jimin. Yongbok and I appreciate it very much.”

The tips of his ears grew red as he tipped his head away with a smile and ran his hand through his hair again as Yoongi swung the door open for us, his hand up to shield himself from the rain.

“Thank you!” I put my hand on his shoulder as I brushed past him, my skirt quickly becoming plastered to my thighs as the rain threatened to drench me entirely. He nodded and gave the fastest smile I had ever seen before looking away. 

Yongbok put his hand on my waist, pulling me close and guiding me quickly to Jimin’s car. He pulled away and sat in the front, leaving me to start to slip in the back before remembering I didn't have my purse.

“I forgot my bag!” I stood despite Yongbok's grunt of disgust and shielded my eyes with my hand as a waitress came out with my bag. I took it from her with a bow. “Thank you!”

“Jinju! Get in the car!” Yongbok yelled through the window at me as I opened the door and dropped inside, thankful for the quickly heated interior.

“Sorry.”

“It’s…”

“Next time be more mindful.” Yongbok barked over Jimin, glowering at me from his spot as I sank into the back of my seat with wide eyes. “You're ruining the interior.”

My jaw went slack.

I was so confused.

He’d never berated me in front of other people before, let alone his closest friends. 

I don’t think he’s even ever raised his voice to me before. Why was he being so cruel? And on my birthday too. 

It made my heart drop as I lowered my head while Jimin stared at him, his playful, sweet eyes now dark and hard.

He moved his jaw from side to side before taking a deep breath and holding his hand up, palm down, trying to diffuse the situation. “Let’s not let a little rain ruin tonight. This car’s been through much worse than this.” He laughed, bringing me, at least, a little lightness and I relaxed. “I was getting the car washed one time and forgot to roll my window up until I was being sprayed in my ear.”

“Bro… you did what?” Yongbok stared in confusion at Jimin as he covered his face with his hands and laughed. 

Perhaps it was mean of me, but it was nice to see him be humbled after being rude to me.

“Yeah, I drove home with all the windows down to try and dry it out.” Jimin sighed and looked back at me when I covered my mouth as I giggled. “But anyway, don’t even worry about it. You’re fine, I’m not mad.”

I smiled and looked up at him through my lashes. “Thank you, Jimin.”

Jimin tried to get a conversation going, but with Yongbok’s mood, the short trip to our apartment felt like an eternity.

Jimin pulled up to the curb and put the car into park, twisting in his seat and reaching back to smile at me. “Happy birthday, Jinju. I’m sorry it rained, but hopefully tomorrow will be better.”

“I'm sure it will be. Thank you again for coming out with us and driving us home.”

Yongbok was out of the car and opening my door suddenly, his voice . “Remember your purse this time.”

I tried to smile but my lips refused to pretend.

I grabbed my purse and stepped out of the car, waving to Jimin before hurrying to catch up with Yongbok who was practically at the door of our building already. 

“What's wrong with you?” I glared up at him, watching as he threw his hands up and walked away. He went through the door to the stairs and let it slam behind him. 

I stood staring after him.

What happened? What had I done?

All I wanted to do was cry. 

I felt my chin tremble and remembered that my clothes were still wet. Even if my heart was breaking, I had to go take care of myself.

I went to the elevator and trudged my way to our door and tapped in the code. I slipped inside and stepped out of my shoes, holding my purse to my chest.

It only took a moment for me to hear him playing a video game loud enough that I was sure our neighbors would hear the woman screaming alongside the gunfire.

I felt so completely defeated. This wasn’t how I planned on my birthday going.

I had been so hopeful that today we would play nice and maybe it would start feeling like we were a couple again.

I wiped my eyes and went to the closet, dropping my bag into its place in the corner of my side. I went into the bathroom and began to draw a hot bath with a healthy scoop of lavender epsom salt.

I sank into the hot water carefully and sighed as I laid my head against the pillow, completely encased in the water.

I stared up at the ceiling and sighed. 

What was I supposed to do? Was there anything I could do to save the relationship?

It was just a rough patch. All couples go through rough patches. I did love him. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. I didn’t want to just throw it away without trying.

The next morning as we were rushing to get out the door to meet with Jimin and the others he had picked up, I remembered at the last moment that I had forgotten my wallet inside my purse. When I grabbed it and yanked it free from my bag, a sloppily folded piece of paper fell to my feet.

What was this?

I crouched down and picked it up, tipping my head as I unfolded it, thinking it was a receipt.

Hello darling,

The words met me in a neat hand.

I drew a deep breath and glanced over my shoulder. It wasn’t Yongbok’s handwriting. Even when he did his best handwriting, this was remarkably different.

I continued to read it, grateful for the brevity of it.

I know I shouldn’t be writing this to you, but I feel that if I don’t do something to give me freedom from you, I’ll go mad. So, here’s the truth: I’ve liked you for a long time and wish you all the happiness and love in your life. You deserve the best life and to be treated like a queen. You inspire me to be a better man and I thank you for that. Although I don’t think you’ll ever know who I am, I am grateful to have you in my life.

My mind raced and my heart thundered.

Someone had… what? A crush? On me?

Who could this be? Why did they choose now to tell me? When had they put this in my bag? Had it been there for long and I just hadn’t noticed it?

No. It had to have been from last night since it was on top of my wallet.

I blinked several times as Yongbok called for me.

Someone from last night had a crush on me. One of my friends felt something for me.

Had they sensed things hadn’t been well between Yongbok and I and was aligning himself up to be my next beau?

Who was it?

I was going to end it there and wish you all the best, but my soul won’t let me sleep without saying the deepest secret I have. I know you’re taken and I am sorry to drop this in your lap now, but please forgive a poor, heartsick man because I do wish you were mine. Will I give this to you? I know I shouldn’t, but the thought that maybe, just maybe, one day it could happen, is to strong to resist. We’ll see what happens, I guess. But, for now, I am happy to have you as a friend. Take care. Eat well. Sleep well. Study well. You are loved.

It ended there without any mark of the sender.

I swallowed hard and felt my eyes prick with warm tears. I trembled as I brushed them away and stuffed the letter into my everyday bag.

I should have thrown it away. I should have been loyal to Yongbok, especially if I wanted to keep our relationship alive.

Why did I keep it?

I brushed past Yongbok, staring at his thin, well-shaped jawline and cool eyes and went out to Jimin’s car that was idling by the curb.

I looked up at the fluffy white clouds in the brilliant blue sky. 

Someone who loved me was looking at those same clouds.

What a strange and wonderful thought.

[mizzmellos]

M2 sex hc because this blog has turned into a horny dumpster fire:

+ Mello definitely has strategically-placed mirrors all around their bedroom bc he's narcissitic and nasty. Maybe less so post-explosion but still at least one on his good side. He definitely spends the first half just putting on a show/making sure his back is perfectly arched etc but by the time Matt's beet red moaning and drooling on his neck he actually gets into it/is paying more attention to how cute and desperate Matt looks than his own reflection. 😇 (it still circles back around to narcissism though because he's into how into him Matt is <- does this make sense?)

+ So we all know this already since he came in second place on the head poll (even Mello himself would happily concede to L on that) but Mello can definitely make the dick disappear balls and all like he prides himself on having no gag reflex. As @/overkeehl said he can deliver both sloppy and serious style depending on his mood. (<- not tagging in this because I'm ashamed and need to be put down like a sick dog) He kind of likes sucking dick because he knows he's good at it but at the same time he's selfish and gets tired of it pretty quick. <- it's reserved for special occasions and rewards for when Matt's been good 🤧 btw do NOT cum in his hair or on his face (again except for special occasions) because you will MESS UP HIS MAKEUP 🗣 but he's only a 50/50 swallower because half the time he likes to spit it on Matt 🤐 I read a fic with a throwaway line about how when Mello's really horny he tells Matt to finish on him in the nastiest way imaginable like a creative challenge with increasing stakes. <- not even sure what this would imply but it stuck w me.

+ Also as we've been discussing Mello likes weird/nasty positions and places and while Matt doesn't really want to be perceived, he's down so bad he does it for him. He esp likes it from behind so Matt can pull on his hair/scratch his back/smack his ass (<- some of the few 'aggressive' things Mello can actually get him to do. Mello thinks these are just vanilla average sex things). Matt likes cowgirl (obviously) but it's cause he wants to see Mello's face 🥺 <- Mello won't let Matt fuck him missionary cuz he's like "stop kissing me so much jfc I can't breathe 😑" (it's not like they've never done it romantic style but it's definitely infrequent). Mello likes making out but only as foreplay like when it's on it's on, Matt can spit in his mouth and bite his earlobes but that's about it.

+ Matt is a little pornbrained in that he has huge "secret" stashes (both physical and digital) of all kinds of cringe porn <- again as I've said the stuff Mello is into makes this look average by comparison but. He definitely wants Mello to dress up in a maid outfit with cat ears and shit. But I don't think there's a universe in which this would happen. Okay maybe the post-kira au where Matt got shot soooo many times Mello feels so bad he dresses up like a sexy nurse ONCE. But certainly not a maid. (<- he has a real needle and scalpel though and then Matt's way less into it. Actually that's not true he's way more scared but still equally into it.)

+ this one is just because I'm a lesbian who thinks the concept of a penile fracture is so so so funny but Mello definitely broke Matt's dick once 😭

[rebelichor]

🗣' + FFVII Tifa

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I get mad about Tifa often enough that I can definitely say I'm defensive about her as a character. I have a massive dislike towards Square Enix for slapping the shy people-pleasing girl into outfits that border on lingerie, don't get me started about the size of a chest determining how much less an outfit is going to show.

Moving on from my own beef with the company — Tifa chooses to never give up and I respect that. She's hard working, disciplined, and she is difficult to sway even in the midst of her own doubt. If someone is going to fight for you, I'd hope you have a person like Tifa, because even if you gave up on yourself she's going to keep being there. Then there's her hidden vulnerability. She is more guarded and private, her own problems are difficult to pull from her, and there's something delicious about that duality where she hesitates to defend herself but would throw down on sight for any of her friends. She's the real sweetheart of the FF7 franchise.

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As your close and intimate friend, let me tell you that you should wear this look more often brother, please. Look at you, literally sculpted by Michelangelo

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[saleeba]

subha hone na de ; jude bellingham

summary ♡ alexa play moonlight by twice :D

pairing ♡ jude bellingham x south asian/brown!fem!reader

content ♡ fluff, fiancé!jude, asian wedding shenanigans, jude in a black kurta (brown ppl will know that this is a trope in itself 😌), y/c/n = your cousin's name, lovergirl!reader, the moon as a symbol of beauty, tiny social media au at the end, bollywood fans this one's for u !! 🗣🗣

a/n ♡ ahhhh my first brown girl reader fic & i’m so excited for u all to read it 🥰🥰 the reason i used both south asian and brown as descriptors for the reader is bc i wanted to include the girlies of the diaspora like the caribbean/fiji/south africa/south east asia etc & tbh i wasn’t sure if any person of south asian descent preferred to describe themselves as either ‘south asian’ or as ‘brown’ !! also pls note that this is a very broad & non-specific portrayal of a person from “south asian culture” - that is to say that bc south asia is made up of numerous ethnicities, religions, cultures etc i don’t want to show disrespect by lumping them all together nor do i intend the reader to be from a certain south asian background! i tried to keep it as “general” (?) as possible esp when it came to the clothing but pls let me know if u would like to see elements of a specific culture or religion in a future south asian/brown!reader fic !! ALSO oml ik my a/ns are always so long 😭 but the title is a reference to one of my fav bollywood songs <3 it’s an absolute BANGER & it translates to “let there be no morning/don’t allow the dawn to arrive” which i think ties in nicely to this fic :D pls enjoy & lmk what u think!!! 🫶🏽💛

“alright… how do i look, babe?” your fiancé asks, emerging from the bedroom into the ensuite where you’re placing the finishing touches to your simple makeup look as he pats down the black sequinned kurta you’ve picked out for your cousin’s at-home henna ceremony tonight. his personal choice to pair it with a golden necklace and a watch to match makes the whole look pop against the summer-tanned tone of his skin. 

you’re careful not to blind yourself with the eyeliner in your hand once you catch even the smallest glimpse of him in the mirror. it’s safe to say that if you were a cartoon character, there’d be hearts protruding from your eyeballs, all pink and comically large. 

“you look amazing, jude, so handsome,” you beam at him, genuinely in awe of how good he looks in your culture’s clothing, not that it’s the first time you’ve seen jude wearing such a thing. over the years that the two of you have been dating, you’ve introduced him to so many facets of your heritage, sharing parts of yourself that were inseparably you – and jude has embraced and immersed himself in everything like he was born into that same culture. 

your fiancé smiles right back at you before replying. “have to make sure i look good in front of my wife’s family now, don’t i?” 

you struggle to stifle the schoolgirl-like giggle that racks through your chest at his words, still not able to be used to the word ‘wife’ coming out of jude’s mouth while referring to you, despite you not even being that yet. truth be told, it’s almost been a month since jude proposed and although you both agreed to wait for some time before telling fans and the media, he’s been calling you his wife around friends and family ever since he got down on one knee, resulting in your bashful smile and blushing cheeks becoming the subject of their teasing every time. 

“true, yeah, can’t have the aunties gossiping about how you have zero drip.” 

your joking is met with a childish sticking out of jude’s tongue before he’s shooed out of the bathroom, leaving you to complete your makeup and don the black and gold outfit that matches jude’s for tonight. 

***

your cousin had told everyone that she wanted a very lowkey and relaxed henna function, especially since weddings from your culture tend to be incredibly busy—almost chaotically so—and she has the opportunity of her other nuptial ceremonies to go all out anyway, hence tonight’s dress code being as equally relaxed and minimal. in spite of all that, you’ve taught jude that celebrations in your culture and the word ‘lowkey’ are nothing but oxymorons of each other so he isn’t surprised when you both walk in to see the bridal home all decked out in bright lights and flower garlands the colours of a vivid spring and ten times the guests he was anticipating to see all bumbling about the place. what does surprise jude is when you inform him that you’ve been appointed as a “chief henna artist” (in the words of the bride) last minute so now he’s been abandoned; left to the mercy of your relatives who haven’t seen him for all of three months and so decide to hound him with every question under the sun.

“tell us how it was winning the champions league, jude!”

“jude, any plans for the wedding yet?”

“uncle jude, come play in the garden with us! please, uncle jude, please!

“is it true mbappé’s going to madrid? do you have his number?!” 

“ooh, can you give me mbappé’s number?!”

jude fights the urge to jet past everyone and run out the front door screaming and flailing his arms, the blaring music and onslaught of inquiries getting to him, and instead peeks over the heads of the crowd around him to try and silently get your attention because as much as he loves your family, he’s praying you can be his knight in shining black and gold to save him from their unwarranted fixation right now. Unfortunately, he’s met with the sight of you fully concentrated on working on your cousin’s bridal henna, having teamed up with another cousin to meticulously draw intricate patterns across her arms and feet. oh, he’s going to have to get comfortable with the company of your relatives for at least the next three hours then. 

***

those three hours turn into five by the time jude is done having a kickabout in the garden with your younger family members, detailing the night his club were champions of europe once again and politely declining the chance to leak the kylian mbappé’s phone number to your niece. not that he’s at his wits’ end (he kind of really is) but jude thinks he’d do good to be in your company as the clock tolls eleven so he opts out of another game of footy to go and look for you, much to the amusement of your relatives who lightheartedly taunt him about the way he can’t stay away from his fiancée for even a short while. 

passing into the living room once again, jude finds you right where he left you but this time, it’s your henna that’s being painted onto the palms of your hands, the design so complex and elaborate that some of the already-dried parts look richly brick-ish red against your skin tone. under the twinkling fairy lights and waves of marigold flowers, jude can’t help but imagine it’s your nuptials being celebrated here; sitting so prettily like you’re what everyone came here to see and honestly? he can’t wait until it’s time for you to be just that. 

“hi, again. remember me?” he jests, taking a seat on the floor cushion next to where you’re sat with your arms sprawled out as your cousin decorates them with muddy green paste. 

“hmm, remind me who you are again?” you feign a confused look. 

“ouch. is that ring on your finger not good enough of a reminder, mrs bellingham?” 

“nope, the diamond’s too small.”

“oi!” 

the laughter that erupts from the both of you even has your cousin joining in, jude breaking the giggle fits to ask an all-important question. 

“have you eaten yet? you’ve been sat here the whole night doing this.” 

shaking your head, you gesture towards the now empty bottle of water sitting by your feet that you’d been rationing throughout the evening and tell him that's all you’ve been filling your stomach with, way too busy with doing the bride’s henna then an aunty’s then a cousin’s then another aunty and then the next after that to even move from your spot in the lounge.

jude determines that that won’t do and offers to make you a plate of food that your elders had just topped up the buffet table with. you comply and ask him to get enough food for you to share. 

between mouthfuls and munching of samosas—jude doing the super important job of biting the corner of a samosa and blowing the savoury pastry cool enough for you to take a bite—and sweetmeats, your cousin works hard at completing the henna art on your left hand, and there’s just the matter of a couple of fingers left before she utters a heartfelt apology and comments that her hand is about to cramp from holding cones of henna for so long.

“that’s okay! go grab a break and then if you’re still up for it, you can finish it later,” you say sincerely, encouraging her to go hang out with other parts of the family before she loses her mind in swirls and paisley patterns like you nearly have. “or i can always get someone else to do it!”

“can i have a go?” 

the way jude pipes up, mouth stuffed with chocolate barfi like a child who's just found the cookie jar, has you and your cousin whipping your heads towards him and then at each other, sharing the slightest of sceptical looks. 

“oh god, will we need to get the stencils out for him, y/n?” your cousin japes – well, she believes she is but the thought of her painstaking work being destroyed by a guy who, although creates art with a football, cannot draw anything further than a stick person makes her nervous, to say the least. 

“hey!” jude wants to advocate for his art skills right here, right now. “i’ve been watching you do it all just now, i’ll just copy the exact same thing for the last two fingers, right?”

you pipe in as his supporting act. “he makes a very good case, your honour.”

your cousin surrenders to the pair of you, essentially fleeing the scene with mutters of “better not mess it up, bellingham” and you both know she’s deadly serious. 

“still not too late to get the stencils, y’know?” you watch as your fiancé struggles with holding the henna cone correctly.

“no, no, i’ve got this, babe,” he remarks before almost smudging the still-wet design on your palm with his fingers. “oh shit!”

“jude!”

your heart nearly jumps out of your mouth at the sight.  

“It’s fine, love, see!” jude points to an edge that’s ever so slightly smudged from the commotion. “all good. now, close your eyes.” 

“you’re joking!” you squeak out incredulously, fearful of whatever is going on in that mad mind of his. you do not want to face the wrath of your cousin on a night that’s going so well. 

“please, babe!” your grown fiancé looks like a kid trying to prove himself to his mum right now with the way his already puppy-dog eyes grow wider. “i promise it’ll look good, just… close your eyes, please?” 

“ok, fine!” trying not to let reluctance get in the way, you’re now the one surrendering to jude’s request as your eyes close without any further argument.. “i’m telling y/c/n to kill you and not me if this doesn’t go to plan.”

a small chuckle is the only thing you can hear from jude before he gets to work, spending more minutes than you can count on your henna-adorned fingers as he drags the cool paint over your digits, questions of whether you can open your eyes yet meet with shushes and oftentimes you hear yourself hissing when jude tugs your skin with the pointed tip of the cone instead of hovering slightly above with it. 

“aaand we’re done! you have my permission to open your eyes.” as soon as you do, you’re met with the sight of a very smug, very excited jude bellingham who gestures towards your left hand where… wow, the design is beautiful. it’s the tiniest bit clumsy, just where the lines are supposed to be straight, but it mirrors exactly what your cousin had painted on your right hand, the pattern set in its curls and dots and spirals.

“i did a little something extra, too. i hope y/c/n doesn’t mind but i think you’ll like it.”

“yeah? you’re gonna have to help me find it then, babe,” you say, already scanning over the artwork he’s created to try and find what mystery he’s left behind. 

“actually, that’s supposed to be your job.” your fiancé replies, his smile a little more bashful and voice a little softer. “it’s my name, i wrote it in there for you to find—”

“really?! where?!” you ask albeit rhetorically as your eyes now frantically run all over your left hand in search of where jude has inscribed his own name. 

a few seconds pass before they do a double-take over where your engagement ring sits on your finger, just there, just to the right of it along the crook of where your finger meets the back of your palm. there is it — the print so whimsically curled and sweetly small that it looks like it fits right in with the rest of the henna design. jude. 

“where did you learn all this?” you’re tearing up just the slightest over it all, glad no one is within earshot of you two for you would’ve been teased to no end tonight. 

your fiancé shrugs nonchalantly at your question before explaining everything. “i did some research after proposing and read about it. i know, originally, you’re supposed to be the one that knows and i’m the one that looks for it but i thought this would be cute.”

“it was cute— so cute,” you beam across at jude, the hearts in your eyes back again over how willing he is to throw himself into your cultural traditions and quirks, even learning things unprompted and without your encouragement. you thank your lucky stars that you found yourself a life partner who’s so unabashed in not just learning about your heritage but incorporating it into your lives. in a way, he’s been healing that little girl who grew up ashamed and embarrassed of her culture, wishing she was someone else, something else, and helping her become a woman who proudly wears it without giving anyone else ownership. 

a chorus of “uncle jude! uncle jude!” rings through the living room as your younger relatives, all pumped up on sugar at around midnight (oh well, it is the time for festivities anyway), run in, dragging your fiancé away from you before you two can exchange any more words. you settle with a shared knowing look and smile, leaving you to get your henna dried and jude to commence round 2 of another football match. 

***

there are only so many probing questions from aunties and uncles and instances of your cousin bitching about her situationship that you can take as your henna dries in, what are now, two makeshift cling-film casts to help strengthen the colour before you’re bothered by the lack of jude by your side as the clock tolls just past two in the morning. after sifting through possibly the entire family tree dotted throughout the house, you’re directed by an uncle to the balcony where jude’s standing hunched over the railing, gazing into the sky where the moon illuminates the earth, peeking from behind a sliver of cloud dust. 

“hey, you,” you speak softly so as not to startle the peaceful moment that’s now given you a break from the hubbub inside.

jude whips his head towards the voice, instantly grinning at the sight of you, so beautiful in the moonshine, before extending an arm to pull you into his side. 

“i see the moon’s out tonight,” you muse, not taking your eyes off him one bit as he continues to stare up into the sky.

“looks beautiful, right?” 

“yeah, he does.” you daren’t unlock your gaze from the way jude glows in the moonlight, the cool tone sitting over his skin and bringing more attention to the bridge of his nose and the highest points of his cheekbones. oh, how you want to spend the rest of the night laying kisses across them. 

“he? oh—” he turns to find your pretty eyes, lit equally as bright by the natural light, not even having budged an inch from his face as he realises you’re not talking about that moon. “shut up!”

you laugh as he blushes like a smitten teenage boy, a sight not too unfamiliar since that’s exactly what he was when the two of you started dating. 

“what, can’t a girl be romantic with her husband?” you act out a sweet pout, the sight and your words making jude’s heart skip a beat or three.

“you are so lucky your family isn’t here to take the piss.”

another set of giggles from the pair of you as you cuddle into jude’s side, both now facing the moon that you swear is shining way brighter than before, the cloud in front of it nearly dissipating into non-existence. 

“i love you, mrs bellingham,” jude breaks the serene silence. “i can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.” he places the gentlest of kisses on your ring finger, lips ghosting just over the cling-film-covered diamond ring. the scene would’ve been amusing had it not been for the tender romance of the moment, a few minutes to get away from the beloved chaos of family celebrations and to pretend the whole world rotated on its axis, served its purpose, for only jude and you. 

“i love you, too. so much, jude.”

you sigh into the warming summer air, silently asking the sun to rise a little later so that you can fawn over your lover's features in the moonlight for as much time as you want.

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omfg i cannot even imagine moving away from the city to countryside i bet that such a difficult adjustment. NOOO you don’t sound like a brat my love it’s not your fault you grew up in a diff area !! 100% agree they just creep me OUTTTTTT. but it’s weird bc i find domesticated rats super cute and i know they’re super clean but if i saw one irl i would cry and scream and run 😀😀😀😀

OMFG RIGHT ??? I WANT TO KNOW LEE KNOWS WORK OUT ROUTINE SO BAD AND I DONT EVEN WORK OUT. also dude felix’s whole outfit in that was just tdf. honestly …. i found his lower back showing to be kinda hotter than the abs …. i’m just a sucker for dudes backs okay 😔😔. cant wait to attend you and hyunjins wedding and if you need a third pls do lmk 😇 hehe

YEP YOU GET IT !! the men who just look like the eiffel tower are the way to my heart <33333 and the ones who look dead inside w long hair and nice hands <33333 good lord bring them here RNNNN. okay short queens look at us go and flourish. and it’s cute that you’re a little taller than me hehe. AND I DID THE HAND MEASURING and they’re 15.8 cm ^_^ which is cuteeeeee. usually i don’t find myself cute but i feel like that’s kinda cute hehe. i gotta know yours now so we can compare

ALSO I DIDNT DW 🙏🏼 i treated myself to some starbucks after class anddddd now i’m getting chinese food oh yea 😎 i’m taking care of myself just for u ig 🙄. all of those foods are a 12/10, i just looked up tomyum and it looks AMAZINGGGGGGG. i love seafood and spicy so that is right up my alley yum yum yum. i want to try it now. my fave food is sushi, but i love literally everything tbh. i don’t think there’s one food that i hate (although i will say i do not like beets or radishes no matter how many times i try them). food is the way to my heart tho i love cooking and food SM but especially cooking for ppl. and i love eating w my friends and family. if food was a love language it would be mine 😇

😽😽😽😽😽😽 cat kisses 4 u. i’m so excited

to hear your hand size hehe (i’m a slut for hands it’s so bad)

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PLEASE RIGHT. . . imagine i’m used to seeing busy streets and skyscrapers but when i moved for uni i saw cows. COWS. the only time i see a cow at home is on a plate when it’s already become beef soup. 💀 i do Not find rats cute at all 😭 THEY FREAK ME OUT TOOOO MUCH.

talking abt lower backs. . . god i love it when they wear those shirts with open backs 🗣‼️ ALL OF EM LOOK GOOD IN THEM GOOD GOD WHOEVER INVENTED OPEN BACK TOPS NEED THEY ASS ATE 💯 yes ofc ure invited to our wedding u can become my maid of honour and no third person sorry im not poly and im greedy but i will set u up with minho fr 🤝

THE MEN WHO LOOK DEAD HELP I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONYL ONE 🤩 I GET UUU WE ARE SOULMATES!! SOULMATES, BABY! ong ur hands are smaller than mine <33 mine’s 17cm ^__^ so we have roughly about 2cm difference, that’s so cute T_T

YAYAYA tomyum is so yummy i just had it for dinner ^__^ i will gladly cook u a pot baby! i love sushi omg. . . forgot to put that in my list of fave foods. love the salmon ones sm. god i love salmon. if we meet we r having a cooking sesh fr 🤝 i love cooking. it’s theraupetic <33 now im curious, whats ur usual starbucks order? do you get coffee, or something else?

u have my hand size now :-)) thank u for the cat kissies now i present to u, bunny kissies 🐰🐇

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i was able to diagnose him with "broken up with his gf" within 3 unrelated messages. and it took him 5 messages for him to send me an unprompted video showing off his "outfit of the day" which was spiderman shirt, underwear, and socks. zooming in directly on his crotch. with the justification that he was dressed like that because today's his birthday and he's playing the new spiderman game.

dude i told you like a year ago to fuck off and leave me alone because you treated me like garbage for a 6 months while gaslighting me 🗣KILL YOURSELF

my ex fwb sending me the WORST thirst trap im going to kill him and then myself for ever being attracted to him