#The hashtags send me but especially the 'ad' one

[theirloveisgross]

hajshsjshhahajshdjaja, i love these white bois so much, help please.

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

03/06/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Cast & Crew Sightings; David Jenkins; Kristian Nairn; Ruibo Qian; Fuckeries; Watch Party Polls; Watch Party Reminders; Fan Spotlight; Cast Cards; Pink News; Q+ Magazine; Stats; #ReleaseTheJenkinsCut; Love Notes/Morale; Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika

= Cast & Crew Sightings =

== David Jenkins ==

David popped his head out today with all the Jenkins Cut talk going around. @bbviago thank you for bringing Dad out of hiding!

Our friends at @adoptourcrew captured the fandom reaction pretty well me thinks:

Also too, @skrifores had a really excellent point about how different the interpretations of this were. Which way were you all thinking? Any thoughts?

== Kristian Nairn ==

Remember the book Kristian kept hinting about? It's up for preorder! It comes out Sept 24! Wanna pre-order it? Visit Kristian's Linktr.ee

Src: Kristian Nairn's Instagram

== Ruibo Qian ==

Our pirate queen singing and playing the guitar for us. In addition... there's some clown/honking going on because of the note she added to her Instagram. *Resurrection* with 3 tiny stars, anyone? 👀

Ruibo Qian's Instagram

== Fuckeries ==

Save OFMD Crew is calling out for some help! Please reach uot to businesses, streamers, personalities, etc today to bring in more engagement if you have a few spare minutes!

== More Watch Party Voting! ==

We need you!

Our crew-mate @iamadequate1 implores you to come vote for the final version of the watch party hashtags! They're neck and neck!

Final Short Poppies Watch Party Hashtag Poll

Flight of the Conchords Watch Party Hashtag Poll

== Watch Party Reminders ==

= A League Of Their Own =

Tomorrow the 7th is ALOTO Episodes 6-7, and then OFMD 6-7 Time: 1-4PM EST/6-9PM GMT Where: You can watch ALOTO on Amazon Prime

Watch Party Hashtags:

OurFlagMeansBaseball

ALeagueOfTheirOwn

SaveOFMD 

= Mar 4 - Mar 8: Wrecked Season 1 =

Don't have access? DM @iamadequate1 on Twitter or Tumblr

Season 1 watch from March 4th to March 8th. 

Times will be 10pm GMT / 5pm EST / 4pm CST / 2pm PST.

Saturday there will be a re-watch for those who need to catch up (time TBD) .

Hashtags: 

#WreckedPirates

#SaveOFMD

#RhysDarbyFaction

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Cast Cards! =

Thank you thank you @melvisik for recognising our dear Gabriel, Nick Kroll! So glad to see some of the actors from just one episode getting some love! Another card to add to the collection!

= Pink News =

I realise that Pink News is an actual news site, but they are joining under the fan spotlight tonight for their continued dedication to #OFMD and quality content/memes.

= Q+ Magazine =

Our friend @spanishjenkies caught Q+ sending some incentive over to Chaos Dad 😉. Just more reasons to love Q+ for their continued support!

== STATS STATS STATS ==

Great News Everyone Looks like Season 1 and 2 are ranking in the top 20 Comedy shows in Germany! WAY TO GO DEUTSCH CREW! Thank you @quirkysubject for the update!!

= @AdoptOurCrew Data Updates! =

== #ReleaseTheJenkinsCut ==

Thank you to @sweet-little-goldfish-stede (@Rowan_ofmd on twitter) for bringing this new hashtag to our attention! #ReleaseTheJenkinsCut is being used not only for fun, but to encourage streamers to #AdoptOurCrew! Please feel free to use it liberally, especially with your favorite BTS scenes! Also, kind thanks are in order for catching Jenkins trending!

== Love Notes / Morale ==

Hey there lovelies! Today had some pretty great excitement going on! Chaos Dad popped his head out, Kristian's book got announced, our Ruibo put out a lovely song for us. All good news! Even though a lot of folks had peaks today, I know some of our crew is still having some troughs, so I wanted to send out a little reminder that it's okay to have bad days. It's okay to not be as excited as everyone else. It's also okay to be excited when others are feeling down. We are all individuals and we all have our unique experiences and struggles we deal with every day.

You don't need to compare your experience to others-- you're allowed to be exactly how you are right now. If you feel down, give yourself a hug, you don't have to come out of it right now if you're not ready, but if you are, there are plenty of things happening to give you some joy.

I was going to save this song for when I wanted to talk a bit about mistakes and dealing with them, but I think it's pretty applicable to any situation where we're feeling down. It helps keep me grounded sometimes when I'm not feeling up for things. Here's just a couple lyrics from: "It's Alright - by Mother Mother"

"It's alright, It's okay, it's alright, it's okay You're not a demon, there's a reason You behaved in that way It's alright, it's okay, it's alright, it's okay And I believe, yes I believe that you will see a better day It's alright"

Another lovely note from @spanishjenkies I thought was really important to include tonight-- Jen is right, David didn't say stop :) Remember that whenever you're feeling like the gravy basket is feeling too deep. Chaos Dad is still fighting the good fight in the background and he hasn't told us to throw in the towel.

Goodnight/G'day Lovelies, hope you all get some rest and have a wonderful day tomorrow!

==Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika==

You can blame thank @celluloidbroomcloset for the inability to think after that Darby gif. @ofmd-ann thank you for the reaction gif for all of our brain cells in the form of Taika.

[mr-orion]

☆I heavily appreciate comments/reblogs on my work☆

Here's My ArtFight!

Who made my profile pic?

My Comms are finally open!

☆ Lgbtqia+ friendly ☆ POC friendly ☆ any other minority friendly ☆ Disability friendly ☆

Fujioshi UNFRIENDLY ♡ Terf UNFRIENDLY ♡ "LG community" UNFRIENDLY ♡

○.•Antis & Proshippers, gain some literary analysis skills bozos•.○

Turn on your notifications for me ♡ plsplspls (you really dont have to, i do shitpost a lot when I'm not drawing)

Otherwise I can add you to my taglist so you will only see the FINISHED things I make. This will not include sketches. (Primarily art, sometimes writing!) Just comment or drop a private ask saying you want to be added. Additionally if you want to be removed then just say so, no hard feelings.

If you make original works add me to YOUR TAG LIST. TAG ME. YOU HAVE MY PERMISSION, I WANT TO BE TAGGED IN ART AND WRITING AND ADJACENT THINGS. IDC IF WE'RE STRANGERS.

My DM's are open, feel free to strike up a conversation about anything. I will not respond if your blog is ageless/underage. I understand I'm very cool and all but practice internet safety and do not message adults privately online. Just because I don't have bad intentions doesn't mean other people don't. If you'd like, you can send me an ask instead!

☆About☆

Hi! I'm Orion, he/him, 20.

My favorite color is pink, I adore my black cat, and I love drawing and worldbuilding. I don't tend to spend a lot of time posting so you may notice the worldbuilding bit is lacking. I plan to start publishing more writing!

I typically scower the OC art tag for new artists to follow. I try to leave comments and likes everywhere! Occasionally asks for my mutuals too.

☆Tags☆

Here are some general tags I use

#Writing

#Oc Art

#Sketch

#Art Reblogs

#Others Ocs - Typically my fanart and reblogs

My textposts are rarely tagged. Stumbling upon them is a privilege

☆Writing Tags☆

🚧 ;l under construction 🚧

☆OC List☆

I get asked a lot if people can draw my ocs. YES! I usually draw something back if I have the chance too (no promises). I do ask that you do not whitewash my OC's, especially Mzamaki. It's incredibly awkward as it has happened way too many times for me to be comfortable with. His coloration is based on what I think is most aesthetically pleasing, and very intentional. It kills my excitement to see a free work of art get it wrong, and y'know. I can't really complain because it's free, so it just sucks... I don't believe it's an intentional message of whiteness being better, I will always give the benefit of the doubt. I strongly don't like it though

Art trades are always welcome too

My OC's are grouped by who they most interact with. Additionally if there have been any posts made about them they will have a hashtag

Favorites are highlighted in blue, but tbh, I love them all

#mr orion Ray

#mr orion Icarus

Quinn

Luciel

Maurice

Rika

Achilles

Cameron

Brenda

#mr orion Caelum

#mr orion Avin

#mr orion Armir

#mr orion Apache

#mr orion Liam

Marshall

Fantasy OC's

#mr orion Mzamaki / #Mzamaki

#mr orion Rhian

#mr orion Baron

#mr orion Lezna

#mr orion Neve

#mr orion Elliot

Lastly #mr orion misc oc one off characters and designs

[calxide]

HIT "TWEET"! 🐦

⸻ PAIRING med student!Kaeya x med student fem!reader

STATUS on-hold ('til 2024) | sporadic updates

TAGS smau with lots of written parts, enemies to ??? lovers, mutual pining, humor/crack, fluff, dying med school students, suffering college burnt out gifted kids

SYNOPSIS Going to med school was, by far, not the best decision you've made. But, because of it, you've made multiple friends online - especially on MedTwt on Twitter. Do you need help? Just type your problem with the hashtag "#MedTwt," and you're one step closer to getting the answer you've longed for!

When you experience struggles in the world of studying medicine and science, your Twitter moot is always there for you. On the other hand, an acquaintance enemy of yours never fails to bothers you. They have such contrasting personalities, yet a familiar feeling of comfort whenever you talk to them. Or is it uneasiness?

Fate surely is a playful one.

WARNINGS profanities; time stamps don't matter unless stated (time seperators do tho – but not the time itself) ; kaeya is a bitch (affectionate); y/n is tired of kaeya's shitty shenanigans; slow burn ('cause we love it here); y/n has an online persona that is named "zie" — this nickname will be used and mentioned a lot; a lot of "k why s" jokes (+ y/n's intrusive and impulsive thoughts). more warnings will be added as the story progresses.

TAGLIST is��open, please send an ask or comment HERE if you want to be added/removed! if i am unable to tag you, please check this post.

AUTHOR'S NOTE it's my first time writing kaeya as main character and I hope I give his character justice :')) that banner/header is by far the ugliest i've made.

also, please expect a lot of typographical errors, because i write whenever i'm unhinged and wrote most of the chapters late at night

🐦 TWITTER PROFILES: Fullmetal Hoes | Noble Gases

TWITTER MOMENTS 「BOOK」 ⚡️

What's happening? this stupid guy fought against me because of a book and is now ruining my life.

1 Tweet: Bookstore

2 Tweets: I love Taylor Swift!

3 Tweets: kaiser 💓

4 Tweets: Kaeya

5 Tweets: delusions are okay

DELETED TWEET 1: painful reminder

6 Tweets: science is not science-ing

7 Tweets: do you care?

8 Tweets: siblings

THREAD | REPLY 1: non-existent ass

9 Tweets: be there or be square

THREAD | REPLY 1: i am done with you

REPLY 2: blue emojis

REPLY 3: gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss

REPLY 4: mission: unblock me please

10 Tweets: preparations

THREAD | REPLY 1: shitty bastard

REPLY 2: playing pretend

REPLY 3: why now?

TWITTER MOMENTS 「SCI-FAIR」 ⚡️

What's happening? kaiser and i will finally have a chance to meet e/o <33

11 Tweets: just a hunch

TWITTER MOMENTS 「...」 ⚡️

What's happening? i don't know either.

⠀

UNRELEASED CHAPTER NAMES ARE STC.

TAGLIST 🐦 @mayasshitposts @eternal-dokja @aemiko @temshouineichi @sukunasrealgf @eutopiastar @wonderland-fan @kissingkzuha @aether-darling

[zer0psd]

never used photoshop so im curious to see your opinions about photopea vs photoshop

ok things to be known: 1) adobe can suck my cock and balls theyre evil and i wish that the corporate entity that is adobe would go up in flames, a corporation shoud NOT have that much insight in your privacy, files, sensitive info, etc 2) photopea is great and built off a small dev team as a basically a passion project, which is awesomesauce! i'm not knocking them at all, and i think ppl should support them in anyway they can

i've been a graphic designer and photographer for years now, and in hs i became adobe certified. i literally spent four years of my life learning on an industry standard. it becomes muscle memory after a while. beside that i was a roleplayer so i became VERY familiar with edits and gifs and all that. again everything became muscle memory. adobe suites are the industry standard for a reason, and for GOOD reason. i think they have an amazing interface and work hard to update the experience and make shit easier for artists; like i will give them that even if i sound like a bootlicker. i never paid for it tho lol as a student i got it for free and i would use cracks/torrents.

when i got my new computer it wouldn't let me run bootcamp so i couldn't crack the adobe suites like i used to :/ new mac processors or whatever don't rely on intel anymore, so not intel = no bootcamp. most cracks are pc based so i just couldn't find one that worked for me. apple went ham on protecting IP and combating torrents so it's like impossible to crack without an extensive VPN or else adobe will literally send a cease and desist to your internet provider. its sincerely fucked up.

i switched to photopea bc of this. i really liked it, but im autistic so having to relearn my own workflow that ive had for years made me want to hashtag die. the interface is VERY close to photoshop, so it wasn't hard, but it doesn't have the same capabilities i was used to w ps. i do NOT like edited photos in photopea; i think its way too laggy and glitchy to work with giant raw files, which really sucks!!! for making small edits and doing my graphic design tho??? i do really like it. it doesn't have the same capabilities as ps sure, but once i just fucked with the filter galleries and different plug ins and worked my process around what photopea could accomplish, i was good as gold. i've been producing quality work on commission through photopea. it's a learning curve for sure, especially if you have zero experience with an editing interface like that, but the more i use it the more i learn.

all of that being said, i think photopea is fucking awesome for being completely free and open source. it has its issues —— sometimes its way too glitchy for me and pisses me the fuck off, i have to frequently save my psd files and hope that they don't fuck up, and then reopen so it's less laggy and rinse and repeat bc some of my stuff takes hours lmfao —— but i think its pretty darn close to the photoshop i was using like less than a year ago. its glitchy, its laggy, the ads are annoying and clog up the screen, but i simply cannot complain to much when its a smallish dev team working on a shoestring budget (last time i checked) and for FREE. like its open and usable on any browser and computer and i think thats rad.

if i could go back to ps without giving them money i would in a heartbeat. ps is awesome for the work i do, and i like that there's constant improvements and updates. it just boils down to look, feel, and workflow to me; ps is rarely laggy and glitchy, its meant to handle giant projects, there's so many plug ins you can find online, etc. i just wish it wasn't a subscription based software; honestly if i new adobe was less like the elf on the shelf and i could make a one time purchase, i would. but alas.

anyways i'm pro photopea all the way. idk if any of this was helpful its mostly rambly lmfao. but yeah. i don't do much photography anymore, so i don't have to work around the glitches and lags and all of that with photopea; i focus on graphic design for event fliers and social media content + rp resources. it has room for improvement for sure for sure, but it's lovely and helpful in its own way.

[mdhwrites]

Blocking me doesn’t stop me from sending you asks.

Get out of our fandom and keep your bad faith nonsense to yourself.

Anyone who says the TOH fandom is toxic *gestures at this* I'll actually admit that the person who sent this had a couple fair points, especially from a different angle, on my last blog. Luz did apologize even if it's one that doesn't make much sense with their history, Luz does do over the top actions but my point was that it was weird that it was out of worry of embarrassing herself but if you ignore her actions and instead go off what the show says, it's reasonable to still assume Luz is just a weirdo who is constantly mocked. I don't agree with these points because we have different opinions. Also, I just want to point out that you claimed the show was cancelled in the middle of S2. While yes, it was cancelled in the middle of WRITING S2, I've been in this fandom since the end of S1 and was there when during THAT hiatus, between S1 and 2, the show was shortened and we all, including myself, pushed the hashtag #SavetheOwlHouse to try to do what happened with Infinity Train. So the first half of S2 wouldn't have been affected by the shortening but the second half of S2 would have 17 episodes isn't that unreasonable of an amount to wrap things up. They didn't, they still added a bunch of new elements that didn't go anywhere, and that's why I have a problem defending anything in the show with the shortening. But none of this got you blocked. Not even telling me to get the fuck out of the fandom. It was that you accused me, someone on disability for anxiety and depression, of lying about my own trauma and experiences. That is WELL beyond calling someone bad at their job. Me saying the writers of TOH are bad storytellers doesn't mean I think they're bad people. You just clearly think I'm a bad person and I don't need that. That's also the main reason I'm responding because WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS FANDOM!? Treat people like people. Also, in the time it took me to write this, they have sent four more asks and one of them was this.

As a note, I would actually love if someone gave me constructive feedback on my works. I am terrified that I have stagnated as a writer because I get very little criticism and I just don't have people around me who are willing to act as prereaders. Bare minimum, for my original works. Sorry for everyone having to see this. I just wanted to vent a little. I will actually pull back and say that most see my opinions and move on. They understand that it is their own choice to consume my opinions and move on. I actually get very few negative responses to my blogs which... Again, does make me sometimes worry that I'm circlejerking myself.

[spnfanficpond]

Weekly Pond Newsletter

For those in the US, today is Mother's Day. If you are a mother to anyone to anything, whether human, furry, scaly, or otherwise, we hope you have a great day without any yellow-eyed demons!

Old Business:

The Winchesters was officially cancelled by the CW, but Jensen has put out the call for the fandom to fight to give it a new home! Be sure to show your support by using the hashtag #SaveTheWinchesters on all of your social media posts, as well as watching the show on HBO Max. In news semi-unrelated to SPN, Walker: Independence was also cancelled, as well as Kung Fu (written by Bobo Berens from SPN), while Walker was renewed for a 13-episode season. No news, yet, about Gotham Knights. Although the Pond stays firmly in the SPN universe, we support our favorite SPN folks and their new endeavors!

We had two sessions of Competitive Writing Sprints and lots of writers won fabulous prizes while adding words to their WIPs! The next set will probably in a couple of weeks, so keep an eye out for announcements with dates and times!

Last week's #TweetFicTues prompt (via @writerswritecompany) was:

"This one gives me post-apocalyptic AU feels, for some reason." - Admin Michelle

New Business:

Jason Manns & Hayden Lee will livestream their show at The Heist via Stageit on Friday at 5:20PM Eastern US time. Jason Manns is best known to SPN fans as the singer/songwriter whose song, Vision, plays in the Impala during episode 4.01. (You know, the song that makes Dean rip out the iPod dock Sam had installed.) Click here for more info and to buy a ticket!

Manta Ray in the discord server! A few hours after Jason & Hayden's show, @katbratsupernaturalwhore will be hanging out in the discord server for an hour. Come join her and talk about whatever's on your mind!

Fishing for Treasures weekend is next weekend! This month, we're focusing on ships, especially rare pairs. Submit links to the blog, or drop a link in the #fishing-for-treasures channel in the discord server and we'll reblog your fics next weekend. Deadline to submit is Friday night at midnight, Eastern US time!

Know of a bang or writing challenge that you think we should signal boost? Send us an ASK or send a message to one of our admins and we'll do it!

(Divider by @glygriffe!)

That's all for this week! To see all Pond events, and also other SPN-related things like conventions and online concerts, check out our Google calendar! We try to keep it as up to date as possible. If there's something you want to see on the calendar that's not there (maybe a convention we missed, or cast birthdays, or something similar), send us an ASK and let us know!

Hope you have a great week! - From your Admins and Manta Rays, @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis, @mariekoukie6661, @princessmisery666, @thoughtslikeaminefield, and @katbratsupernaturalwhore!

[eemoo1o-animoo]

Wdym Claude was doomed by the writing and not narrative I'm curious to see how that differe

From: (x)

You seem nice enough, so I assume you’re not here to tell me that I’m shit at using words, and for that I’m grateful. 😅

(After posting this I’m going to go back to posts which I reference/would give further explanation to my ramblings, so if by chance you read this before all the links are added, I’d recommend coming back.)

Actually, what I mean by that is that Claude’s character (general consensus thereof aside, being: flat, unreactive, dispassionate, etc., especially in contrast to Alois and, especially, Sebastian) is quite inconsistent.

In fact, from what I remember, episode one and six appear to have the most consistent Claude in comparison to the rest of the season (oh god, including “the derailment” in episode nine but that’s to be expected—but more on that in a minute).

That being said, episode six then had a minutely different Alois/undertone to episode one (episode one being the “set up” episode that I refer back to for my darling, darling sliver of the endangered “Soft Claude”), with Alois referencing “punishing Claude” when prior to and even after this it’s never brought up at all, and the esteem in which Alois holds Claude anyway disallows him from ever “punishing” him, anyway, so it feels quite out of character in that regard.

Episode nine is the blood tasting episode, if I recall correctly (or, perhaps that is at the very end of episode eight?) is, what I call, “the derailment”, for the whole series and plot completely shifts tonally and so does the characterisation of Claude.

Claude was eventually the scapegoat for the writers trying to get back on track from the “set up of recurring characters” they’d had in practice to the “season exclusive arc” they had on paper. For that, Claude’s characterisation suffered.

Hashtag Flanderisation, am I right, gamers? (Please don’t sue me.)

It wasn’t even flanderisation, technically, either! Because most of the attributes inflated (ie. “creepiness” and “perverseness”) post-blood tasting weren’t present let alone even hinted to in prior episodes, inconsistent characterisation of all season-exclusive parties aside!

I’m a big advocate for “Claude’s characterisation deserved better” (then with the immediate clarification of “not his character—just his characterisation”).

In fact, it was @indigoipsum that brought to light the popular hypothesis that each episode was written by a different writing team, hence the inconsistencies (some of which were exclusive to an episode each, like Claude’s “soft moment” in episode one or Alois’ mentions of punishing Claude in episode six, to name some, but there are more). An idea which none of us have gone back to check the season’s credits to prove, and so it just floats in the air, unproven, and we’re okay with that.

(It’s also an idea that made me a bit upset, for whatever reason, because I’d become quite attached to the “Soft Claude” scene in episode one, as I’d rewatched the episode to analyse Claude and Alois for a fic. For the record I’d pumped out like a billion bullet points after going frame by frame analysing anything I could.)

I go into further detail of it here, a post that was prompted by Indigo telling me the aforementioned theory.

As far as season two goes, someone with a better recollection than me would be @nullb1rdbones, who tends to rewatch it all on the near-daily, it seems, so off I send you for further in-detail questions about the season, and not Claude / ramblings about the writing (of which you are more than welcome to come back to me whenever you feel you must).

So I guess, what I mean by what you’re asking, is that the “narrative” would be the perspective of which he’d been put into the story (I don’t doubt he was always meant to be the season villain, but in the beginning it certainly wasn’t delivered as thoroughly as what it was later on), but the writing was… the writing made it worse, I guess is what I’m trying to say.

Hopefully, that clears some of the confusion (explaining myself is hard).

And, hopefully, I do these characters more justice than the canon ever did (and what they deserve because not believing that good writing is what they deserve makes me sad. Fuck you, estrogen 🖕) in my upcoming fic, Claudetails.

I doubt it will be hard, though. The badness of writing makes it so easy to trump it. (And yet so, so difficult.)

Thanks for the ask, anon! Hope you come again soon.

[nithiyanantha]

The Role of Digital Marketing in Product Launches

Launching a new product is a pivotal moment for any business. It’s the culmination of countless hours of hard work, research, development, and fine-tuning. But in today’s fast-paced, hyper-connected world, having a great product is just the beginning. The real challenge is getting the word out, creating buzz, and generating excitement. This is where digital marketing plays an indispensable role.

Digital marketing has revolutionized the way products are launched, enabling businesses to reach wider audiences, engage customers in real-time, and measure the success of their campaigns in a more precise manner. In this blog, we’ll explore how digital marketing can be leveraged effectively in product launches, covering strategies and tactics that ensure a successful market debut.

1. Pre-Launch Phase: Building Anticipation and Hype

The pre-launch phase is critical for setting the stage for your product. Digital marketing provides several tools to help build excitement and anticipation for a new product.

Teaser Campaigns on Social Media

One of the most effective ways to generate buzz is through teaser campaigns on platforms like Instagram, Facebook, and Twitter. Creating cryptic posts or releasing snippets of the product can arouse curiosity. Social media is a dynamic space where conversations can spread like wildfire, especially when paired with the right influencers and community engagement.

Email Marketing to Build Interest

Email marketing is another potent tool in the pre-launch phase. By sending out exclusive information or countdown emails to your existing customer base, you create a sense of exclusivity and importance. Building a landing page for early sign-ups or a “VIP” list helps gauge interest and foster a sense of community among your audience. Offering perks like early access or discounts in these emails can significantly boost engagement.

SEO-Driven Blog Content

Blogs play a key role in educating your audience about your upcoming product. Publishing blog content that talks about the problems your product solves or highlighting its unique features helps build awareness. Using SEO strategies in these blogs ensures that people searching for solutions in your niche find your content. Writing articles around keywords like “Digital marketing course in Tirupur” if you’re targeting a local audience, helps to boost visibility among relevant audiences.

Paid Ads for Awareness

In the pre-launch phase, paid digital ads can work wonders. Platforms like Google Ads and social media platforms allow for precise targeting, making it easy to reach the right demographic for your product. This phase isn't necessarily about conversions but building brand awareness. Creative ads with compelling visuals and catchy taglines can draw attention and generate early interest.

Create Hype Through Influencers

Partnering with influencers can elevate your product launch by expanding your reach. Influencers can introduce your product to their engaged audiences, providing a boost in credibility and hype. Select influencers who align with your brand and product, as their followers are more likely to take an interest in your launch.

2. Launch Day: Capitalizing on the Momentum

When launch day arrives, your digital marketing efforts shift into high gear. This is the day to make the most of the buzz you’ve created during the pre-launch phase.

Social Media Takeover

On launch day, take advantage of the power of social media. Use platforms like Instagram and Twitter for a full-scale launch event, hosting live streams or AMAs (Ask Me Anything) to engage directly with your audience. This real-time interaction helps create a sense of immediacy and community.

Encourage user-generated content by asking your followers to share their experiences or thoughts on your product using branded hashtags. Running contests or giveaways can also create a viral effect, leading to more exposure.

Email Campaigns for Immediate Sales

An email campaign on launch day is a crucial part of your strategy. Send out personalized emails to your segmented lists, offering special deals or limited-time discounts. Highlight the value proposition of your product clearly and offer an easy path to purchase. Email marketing can be extremely effective in driving initial sales on launch day.

Pay-Per-Click (PPC) Ads for Instant Traffic

On launch day, you want to drive as much traffic to your website as possible. Pay-per-click (PPC) campaigns on Google or Facebook Ads can help achieve this. Tailor your ads to emphasize the limited-time availability or special launch discounts, creating urgency among potential buyers.

Targeting local customers? Incorporating keywords like “Digital marketing course in Tirupur” into your ad copy can ensure you’re reaching the right audience, especially if you're offering something region-specific.

Leverage Video Content

Video marketing can be incredibly powerful for product launches. Whether it’s an explainer video showcasing the product’s features or a testimonial from beta testers, video content grabs attention and communicates your message in an engaging way. Platforms like YouTube, Facebook, and Instagram Stories are ideal for promoting this content.

3. Post-Launch: Keeping the Momentum Alive

After the product has launched, it’s important not to let the excitement fade. The post-launch phase focuses on maintaining momentum, gathering feedback, and building customer loyalty.

Collecting and Showcasing Customer Reviews

Reviews play a vital role in building trust and encouraging new customers to purchase. Shortly after your product launch, begin collecting customer reviews and testimonials. These can be showcased on your website, social media, and in future marketing campaigns to provide social proof of your product’s value.

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Remarketing Campaigns

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Content Marketing for Continuous Engagement

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Sustained Social Media Engagement

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Conclusion

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[starryjkoo]

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Well why not? Even if you think it's not helpful and might embarass artist. I don't get what's embarrassing in this cause it's not like they're demanding him to not date or shit. Their demands are clear, they're only asking about LC's RIAA certification cause if jk can get it done even tho jm's was first one to sold out 1M then why can't they do that for jm?

Then next demand is Spotify split which idt will be useful for now but who knows it might be helpful for future use and if the company can do that for TXT and New jeans so why not their one of the biggest artist??? Why does he gets different treatment in a bad way than others?

next demand is them Asking the comapny to protect him from hate he gets which i guess would have been emabarrasing out of anything cause that means we ourselves are making him aware of it (It's not like he's not) But he's been Target of hate for yrs and if jm is releasing something then be ready girlll cause every vile, nasty hate train with ass rumours is coming his way mark my words. So who knows this might be helpful for his upcoming projects.

Anon #2

Hype won’t listen or respond to the hashtags and emails so maybe the trucks will work (I doubt it) I’m glad they did it and i hope jimin is aware of the situation so that he can demand the certification himself

I totally do empathize and understand why trucks were sent. I think that HYBE is deserving of criticism for a lot of things in CH2 and there are moments where their silence is especially unforgivable to me, such as the billboard sales deletion. I hate that they waited until the night before Haegeum to update the rules on their store despite knowing we were trying to keep LC charting (I don’t think they had it figured out right away, but I also don’t think they came to whatever conclusion they did coincidentally the night before Haegeum). Also that Weverse article where they uplifted MW was absolute trash and they deserved to get dragged for it.

Part of the issue for me is that I think there are plenty of legitimate concerns and complaints (such as HYBE not even sending most of the members music to radio) that the fandom refuses to talk about (or straight up lies about) at all these days, and it just festers and opinions become more extreme. I also don’t think the statement k-PJMs released was bad. A lot of it really was just asking for clarity over certain issues without demanding anything. Also I think this is about a million times better than sending trucks over outfits and hair styling or because he worked with female dancers. But I guess for me I still don’t think enough of the things they listed in that specific statement warranted sending trucks over when it’s such an extreme thing to do and probably very embarrassing for Jimin (sorry this is so long, I just want to explain my stance here 🙏)

I don’t think BH is responsible for the Spotify split considering the same thing happened to TXT (their song was combined for around four days and then split same as like LC, also NewJeans do not have any combined songs). Spotify just seems messy and inconsistent sometimes but generally multi language songs do not seem to be regularly combined. Spotify also has errors all the time on their end as well and I’m constantly seeing weirdness with credits and similar things - I don’t think it’s a Jimin specific issue. The only evidence I’ve seen pinning it on BH was some random chat log which is a really flimsy thing to base such a heavy accusation on. BH absolutely does need to step up with how they manage their Spotify accounts though. I can’t understand why they’re so inconstant with songs getting added to the This is BTS playlist, last I checked Taehyung still doesn’t have a This is V playlist, and I feel like they should have given all the members better playlisting in general. The way they run those accounts just seems so sloppy to me sometimes. But I don’t think BH should have been expected to speak on the LC split as we know this isn’t even something irregular that happens with Spotify (recently happened to Jennie and TXT and even Post Malone had an issue with combined streams on Spotify). It was an awful thing to experience which is why I think we feel like it warrants some kind of statement, but taking a step back I can personally understand why there wasn’t one. I don't think it would have hurt at all for them to have cleared this up with fans though (I remember they said something about JKs YouTube) and I wish they communicated better with us, but obviously this is the consequence of that.

My most controversial take is that I think a lot of fans blow the CD restock issue out of proportion. The only strong argument for them to restock imo would have been to help with the BBMAs, but I honestly don’t think that’s a good enough reason to demand it either. Jimin also had that nasty hit piece written about him from billboard where they targeted and smeared him for the sales of LC specifically. This is just me reaching, but I could theoretically understand why BH might not have wanted to aggressively pursue a sales award after that. But there was also just no guarantee Jimin would have been able to win that award and imo it would have been a lot of effort and resources that could go to his future project instead (because he’s definitely working on something!). And I definitely don’t think it would have made sense for them to bother restocking LC to help us randomly rechart months later. LC would have reentered in the 90s and fallen out as soon as CDs were gone. It would have been cool, but I can’t see why the company should be expected to restock for that reason. I can see why fans want restocks and I still think they should have, but I don’t think it’s the height of neglect or sabotage like some make it out to be either (I’m not upset about them getting dragged for it though, they should know how it looks). And obviously tkk had more CDs considering they didn’t have DC2 store. I’m just waiting to see how his next single is treated concerning the CDs.

Now I’m in total agreement about the RIAA situation. Unless I’m missing something, it’s honestly pretty indefensible to me. Even if it wasn’t malicious, it was incredibly stupid. By doing all that for JK (obviously done purposefully to give him a boost during his promotions and to help legitimize his standing in the US) they acknowledged that it was something worth doing and publicizing. So the fact that they didn’t do the same thing for one of their other artists is just a bad look imo, it’s just blatantly uneven treatment and puts more of their actions into question. Plus highlighting Jungkook as the first feels so intellectually dishonest when he’s only the first because of their own unequal treatment (although I do think Euphoria & L&R qualified earlier this year). But I’m not an expert on this subject so if there’s an explanation out there that makes sense with this, I would genuinely love to hear it.

As far as protecting him better, yeah I can’t really speak on that. I will say the mail situation was really upsetting and the company seemed very at fault. I didn’t like how they handled it and it’s scary someone managed to get a hold of his personal information like that and it’s scary they might have employees who have malicious intent working with them, but it’s also a situation I’m very much on the outside of. I just don’t think it’s a great idea to bring public attention to that at all. I also think Jimin is probably aware of those forums to an extent (especially after what happened with his mail), so all I can do is hope that he and his team are staying on top of it and report anything serious I see quietly to BH.

I do think it’s good to keep HYBE accountable and on their toes and I hope they see our complaints about certain things and do better next time. But I also think some people don’t realize how insanely embarrassing it would be to have those giant trucks with your personal business being literally broadcast to every single one of your coworkers and the general public with loud music blaring in the background. I also just don’t think it’s our place to speak for Jimin. I think we can complain about things that impact us as fans, but I can’t be mad on his behalf, if that makes sense, like I don’t want to be presumptuous enough to try and speak for him. And also I just really don’t want Jimin to think his fans are unhappy or take any of this to heart or feel bad about anything, I would literally die to think I made him sad. Even though I think this whole solo thing is a learning experience for him and it’s okay to make mistakes and receive feedback about them, this is just a bit on the extreme side. I don’t want him to know how miserable some of his fans are and to blame himself 😭. Anyways, thank you if you read this whole thing, I just do take it very seriously because I love Jimin a lot and most opinions I come across are one extreme or the other these days.

[whiteqnn]

PURE [5] - Corpse Husband x Fem!Reader

A/N: It’s been a while.  

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PURE [5]

“Did you guys find anybody?” Felix’s voice sounded out when the man repeated the same question for what seemed like the third time since he joined the call. The number of players showed 7 of them, which meant that they were still missing three people. Sure, they could start the game now, but it would be way more enjoyable and funny with a full lobby. 

“Yeah, Toast will be here any moment. “Sykkuno replied right away. “He just texted me; he should join us in a few.”

“Cool. Anyone else?” 

“I think Corpse was also supposed to join us, right? Not sure though why he isn’t here yet.” 

“Oh, yeah, Corpse will be here soon too!” Jack suddenly chimed in with an explanation. “He said he needed to take care of something first, but he’ll be here before we start.” 

“Great. But that means we’re still one person short.” Felix hummed when Toast’s little astronaut appeared in the lobby “Hey Toast."

“Hey man.”

“Do you have anyone coming?”

“I’m afraid not. I asked MrBeast, but he’s busy, so...”

“Well then, we can just start when Corpse is here, and maybe we’ll find someone in the meantime?” Dave suggested, earning a few hums of approval from the other players. 

“Yeah, I think that’s the best option...” Jack agreed. But then his voice blared out in everyone’s headphones with excitement. “Ha! Corpse is bringing someone!” 

“Who?” 

“I dunno, he just texted me he has one coming and that’s all.” 

“Hm, all right. Let’s wait then.”

***

Corpse fidgeted with his phone, glancing between its screen and the chat in his stream. People were already asking countless questions, but rather than answering them, he was waiting for Y/N to call him. He was nervous - the girl still hadn’t commented on his request. 

The idea to invite her to the lobby wasn’t spontaneous. In fact, he’d been thinking about it for quite some time now, but never found the courage to actually ask if she would like to join them for the game.

It’s been almost a month now since that memorable phone call. A month since Y/N last played with her friends; a month since she considerably reduced her social media usage. 

Sure, she was still active on her youtube channel, but not as much as before the whole haters situation. No matter how hard she tried to just ignore them and simply continue her career, she just couldn’t. There were still these nagging thoughts at the back of her mind, reminding her of all those people and their comments, their messages. It seemed like a good idea to take a short break and sort everything out.

Her fans understood it. They were obviously sad that her videos weren’t as frequent as before, but everyone knew what the situation looked like and that Y/N needed some time for herself. 

Her audience knew it, and so did her friends. Especially Corpse. 

The man kept his word and talked to the girl whenever she wanted to. Which, in the end, was almost everyday. Although at the beginning their conversations mostly focused on her current problem and dealing with it, their topics broadened over the time. 

At one point though, Y/N started worrying that maybe she’s annoying him with her so frequent calls. She thought that she shouldn’t bother him that much - even if talking to him was what really helped her cope with her problems. He already had enough on his plate, and sharing her own concerns with him suddenly seemed like a very selfish thing to do.

But she quickly realized how wrong she was for thinking like that. When one day she didn’t call, figuring out that she should stop troubling him with her own issues, she was very surprised when Corpse reached out to her himself. He expressed how worried he got when she didn’t call, and when she explained what was the reason, he spent the next fifteen minutes lecturing her that she should never think she’s bothering him. 

From that day on, they talked every single day. And they talked about almost everything.

Corpse enjoyed their late night-talks more than anything. He liked to listen to Y/N talk about the things she finds exciting, her hobbies, and her dreams. Hell, she could talk about what she ate for breakfast, and he would still listen with interest. 

And even though they haven’t seen each other in person, even though she still hasn’t seen his face, they managed to get really close during those past weeks. For an outside observer (who also didn’t have access to Twitter) they would seem like a couple of very good friends.

But not for Corpse.

He couldn’t pinpoint when exactly did it happen. They were talking one evening and Y/N was telling him about the TV series she had finished watching recently. He listened intently and watched as her facial expressions changed from excited to frustrated, as she was enumerating everything she liked and disliked about the series finale.

And then he suddenly got this weird feeling in the pit of his stomach, and simply couldn’t take his eyes off her. 

He tried to play it off and act as if nothing changed, but he couldn’t stop his heart from doing backflips whenever she laughed at one of his dumb jokes or called him partner. It was still a running joke between them and among the group of their friends, but there was something in the way she said it that made him instantly smile like an idiot. 

He also started paying more attention to the hashtags on Twitter and Instagram. #PartnersInCrime was still rather popular, even though it was a month since anyone last used this phrase on stream. Corpse also found out that #Y/Nforthebride was trending for some time; he even managed to stumble across a few fanarts. 

There was this urge to send them to Y/N, but he was too nervous that it would make things awkward between them... After all, he didn’t know how she felt about that whole shipping thing. 

That’s why he decided to just leave things between them as they are, and be happy that he’s at least her friend.  

Corpse nearly jumped out of his skin, when he was brought back to reality by the sound of an upcoming FaceTime call. Y/N’s photo appeared on his screen, her smiley face which he had assigned as her contact photo. His lips corners curled up in a smile almost unwittingly. 

“Hey Y/N/N” he said after answering the call. 

“Hi Corpse” she smiled softly upon hearing his voice. Although the screen on her side was dark, she didn’t mind not seeing Corpse’s face. She respected his wish to remain faceless and enjoyed their conversations anyway. 

“Whatcha doin’?”

“Just editing the new video. I guess I’ll upload it in the morning... but I’m not sure yet.”

“Well let me know then, I wanna be the first one to see it.” 

“Sure thing, Corpse” she chuckled, lowering her gaze bashfully. Corpse just looked at her face for a moment, unable to stop smiling to himself. Then he remembered why they were talking in the first place.

“So... have you seen my text?” Y/N sighed at his question but nodded her head slowly. “And what do you think?”

“I don’t know, Corpse...” she ran a hand through her hair in a nervous gesture. “...if that’s a good idea, I mean.”

“Well, it’s been a while. No pressure though, if you don’t wanna play then it’s totally fine.” he quickly clarified. “I just thought it would be fun if you joined us, even if just for a moment. I’m sure everyone would go crazy.” 

Her smile widened slightly at his words, but she still didn’t look convinced. Sure, it was tempting to join them. She wanted to do it each time Sean or Felix bombarded her with messages and codes to the lobby, both inviting her to join the group in the game. But then she remembered how people reacted to her appearance in their streams... and suddenly it didn’t seem like such a good idea anymore.

“We’re gonna play on Polus...” he added after a moment when she still didn’t say anything. “That one map with the planetary base... there’s a lava pit, y’know. Just saying...”

She laughed wholeheartedly at his words, remembering their last game when Corpse jumped into the lava for her. 

“Sykkuno’s gonna be there as well” Corpse continued. “And I promise I won’t kill you this time.”

“Even if I’m the last player alive?” she joked.

“Even then, Y/N.”

Corpse stifled a laugh, as she cocked her head to the side and narrowed her eyes slightly as if trying to spot him in the darkness. 

“Are you streaming, Corpse?” she then asked.

“Not yet. I’m gonna start the stream as soon as you say yes, though.”

“Oh c’mon” she laughed at his words “That’s emotional blackmail!” 

“Maybe. Is it working?” he asked.

Y/N let out a heavy breath and ran a hand down her face. Corpse watched in anticipation as she seemed to have some internal battle with herself. He hoped that she’s gonna agree, he really missed playing with her. 

“All right, then.” she suddenly said, and his breath hitched in his throat. “I’m gonna stay for a few rounds I guess...”

“Wait, really?” he asked, a smile on his face only widening. 

“Well, yeah, partner.” she replied, which made his cheeks go warm “Your imposter techniques haven’t been very effective lately... Someone needs to help you out, or you’re gonna lose your title of the king of the Imposters.” 

“Oh, is that’s how it is now?” he laughed in fake shock. “I wouldn’t have to worry about losing the title if my accomplice hadn’t left me all alone!” 

“All right, all right.” she giggled at his accusations. “Your accomplice is on her way to support you.” 

Corpse smiled even wider at the sound of her laughter. Her eyes shined with happiness when she was giggling, which only brought out their E/C color. The fact that his stupid babbling was the reason for her smile was making him feel extremely proud of himself.  

“But just so you know... I still have no idea how this map works, so I’m afraid I’m gonna need you to guide me around it...”

“Y’know you could as well just say you want to hang out with me...”

“Corpse!” she laughed, her cheeks blushing in embarrassment. 

“Just kidding Y/N” he chuckled at her reaction. “Of course I’m gonna guide you, don’t worry.”

“Okay then...” she said after a moment, looking at the screen again. “I’ll be there in a few minutes. Will you send me the code, please?”

“Sure I will, Y/N” 

“Okay. See you later, partner” she smiled brightly. 

“See you, partner.” 

When Y/N ended the call, Corpse let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He sighed in relief and ran a hand through his hair, before moving to sit behind his desk.

It was only after he started the stream that he realized he was blushing. Not only because Y/N would join them, but because there was also another thing he wanted to ask her about, but didn’t find the courage to yet... 

***

By the time Y/N turned on her computer and started the game, Corpse has already sent her the code, and there was a Discord invite waiting for her as well. She bit her lip nervously as her heartbeat quickened. 

Was she nervous? As hell. 

She did everything she could to avoid being in unnecessary spotlight since she started receiving those hate messages. Perhaps escaping the problem wasn’t the best solution, but it definitely was a comfortable one. People wouldn’t have a reason to hate on her if she disappeared. 

But then she couldn’t say no to Corpse. And truth to be said - she really missed playing with her friends. From what she’d seen on Twitter, the lobby would be filled with those she’d already played with, so she wasn’t that nervous before the game. What she was nervous about though, was how people would react.

Accepting Corpse’s request was something she did due to the sudden rush of courage. And now there was no coming back.

She knew Corpse would understand if she changed her mind... but she heard how excited he was when she had agreed. She couldn’t do it to him. 

So, once she’d taken a deep breath and put her headphones on, Y/N accepted the invite and braced herself for the inevitable chaos that was bound to take place in the call. She decided to wait with joining the lobby though - at least until they realize she’s with them. 

“..the fuck you’re talking about?!” Felix’s voice was the first thing she heard, which made her roll her eyes with a smile. “It’s not my fault I sound like that! At least I don’t have a liar voice like Rae!” 

“HEY!” the girl yelled “I don’t have a liar voice!”

“You do, you’re using it even now!” Jack argued, much to Rae’s dismay. 

“What is going on here” Corpse’s deep voice sounded out suddenly. 

“Oh, you’re here! Finally” Sykkuno immediately welcomed him with his always happy voice. 

“Yeah, sorry that I’m late guys.”

“No worries, man” Pewdiepie spoke up again. “We were just talking about playing the voice card and that you’re basically the only one who can do it.” 

“Not fair at all!” Rae chimed in, making Corpse chuckle. 

“The voice card...” he hummed after a moment, before adding. “I wouldn’t really say I’m the only one though...”

“Well who else then? Everyone else either starts laughing or have a liar voice” Dave asked, and Rae scoffed at the last words.

“Well what about my guest?”

Y/N inhaled sharply, realizing that now she should probably reveal herself. 

“Oh, right! Who you’re bringing man?” Sean asked with curiosity.

That’s when Y/N typed in the game code, and her white astronaut appeared in the lobby. 

“Wait, who’s- HOLY SHIT” Sean all but yelled, when realization hit him. Y/N laughed loudly at his reaction, and her voice only seemed to prove to everyone that she really was there. 

“KIDDO WHAT THE FUCK” Felix reflected Jack’s response, yelling over his friend.

“Oh my god, hi!”

“What a surprise!” Y/N managed to catch Sykkuno’s words. “It’s so amazing to have you here, Y/N/N!” 

“As I live and breathe.” another voice spoke up, and Toast’s little astronaut came face to face with her white bean. “My lifelong nemesis. Back here snap my neck again, huh?”

“Yeah, happy to hear you too, Toast” Y/N giggled at his words, then she adressed the whole group. “Hi guys.”

“Okay I did not expect that in the slightest” Sean laughed happily “You’re here kiddo!” 

“I am” she smiled from ear to ear, even though they couldn’t see her. 

“Wait- Corpse, is that the thing you had to take care of?” her best friend asked Corpse with suspicious voice. 

“Well...” he trailed off and cleared his throat, making everyone laugh.

“That’s so great Y/N! We missed you so much!” Rae thundered over the bickering of the boys. “The game hasn’t been the same without you...”

“Agreed. I suddenly stopped dying.” Toast commented, making her roll her eyes with a laugh. 

“I don’t know if I should be happy or fucking scared right now.” Felix laughed nervously. “With Corpse and Y/N? We’re fucked now, guys.”

“I promise I’ll go easy on you, I haven’t played in so long I think I forgot all my strategies...” 

“Yeah, sure.” Toast’s forever suspicious voice made her smile wider. “Just don’t kill me in the first roung, okay? I won’t vote you off just stay the fuck away from me you little murderer.” 

“Okay, I promise I won’t kill you...” 

She couldn’t stop herself from laughing, and the smile remained on her face even when they started the game. It only seemed to widen, when she saw the sign Imposter on her screen. 

Only to giggle hysterically when she realized that Toast was the other imposter...

And so the game went on with Y/N and Toast cooperating like perfect serial killers. Corpse did as he promised and guided her through the map, both of them being closely followed by Sykkuno. Because of that she’d just sabotage the map most of the time to give Toast opportunities to kill their friends, but eventually managed to sneak out when her two fellow crewmates were doing their tasks. It just so happen that Pewds was walking past her, and she might’ve accidentally snapped his neck... 

“Goddamnit! I knew it! I fucking knew it was you!” Sean yelled once the game was over and Y/N saw the sign VICTORY on her screen, her small character standing next to Toast’s one. He was ejected at some point because Poki managed to walk in on him killing Rae, but Y/N remained undetected until the very end. Perhaps the fact that Corpse was one of the two crewmates who were left alive had something to do wtih it...

“That was rude” Pewds said in a whiny voice, clearly referring to their encounter which led to his death. “I was just happily walking around, doing my tasks like a good crewmate, and then boom! Y/N happened” 

“I would say I’m sorry... but I’m really not” she laughed, making Felix gasp in shock.

“That’s what happens when you work with Toast!” 

“Good game, Y/N. That was amazing” the man in question said appreciatively. 

“Will you finally forgive me for killing you that one time if I say that being imposters with you was cool?” she laughed nervously. 

“Actually... Yeah, I guess we can bury the hatchet now. AND we should team up more in the future.”

“Great!” 

“Excuse me, what?” Corpse’s voice made the whole lobby laugh. “I don’t remember us cancelling our partnership, Y/N.”

“Corpse...” 

“Are you trying to steal my accomplice from me Toast?” 

“Well she’s a great partner in crime after all...” Toast deliberately used the phrase, making Corpse gasp.

“Hey! She’s my partner! Find yourself your own, Toast” Corpse joked, making Y/N laugh bashfully, her cheeks warming up at his words. 

“Yeah yeah, I remember, don’t worry man. No one’s gonna take your partner in crime away from you...” Toast’s teasing voice made them all laugh, Corpse and Y/N included. 

For the next few rounds Y/N played as a crewmate, running around the map with either Corpse or Sykkuno and doing her tasks. During meetings they joked and laughed, and for a moment, she stopped thinking about what people watching her friend’s streams might think about her presence. After all, there was at least a small chance that they didn’t think about it at all, and simply enjoyed watching their favoirte youtubers. Just as she enjoyed playing with her friends. 

Oh, and by the way, Corpse kept his promise and didn’t kill her even when she was the last player alive...

It was soon time when everyone started slowly leaving the lobby, having played for over three hours. Y/N also said her goodbyes to the others and promised that she’d join them to play a game called Raft next week. 

When she turned her computer off and threw herself on her bed, Y/N immediately grabbed her phone to call Corpse. He answered right away. 

“Well hello, partner...” she rolled her eyes with a smile when he accented the last word. “Or should I say, traitor, instead?” 

“Corpse... you know I would never betray you...” 

“Well how can I be so sure, now that I know how cool it is to be imposters with Toast?” she knew he was joking, she could almost hear the smile in his voice.

“Not nearly as cool as it is with you, Corpse” Y/N grinned from ear to ear when Corpse scoffed. 

“I spare your life so many times and that’s what I get in return? You cheat on me with Toast?” he said in disbelief “I’m disappointed, Y/N, I really am.”

“I would never!” she laughed through her words, even though her cheeks were now red because of Corpse’s words. “You’re the best partner in crime, Corpse, I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else!” 

Not only in the game, she thought.

“Hmm, alright. Let’s say I believe you.” he said after a moment of thinking. 

“I mean it, Corpse...” Y/N said after calming down from her laughter. “I... I really wanted to thank you.”

“Thank me? For what?” he asked, genuinely surprised. 

“Well, first of all for inviting me to today’s game... I really had lots of fun, it was great to play and talk with the others. And I wouldn’t be in the lobby if not for you...” Y/N mumbled, before verbalizing her previous thoughts. “And I also wanted to thank you for just... you know... being my friend. My real life partner in crime. I just wanted you to know I’m really glad I met you...” 

Corpse was silent for a good few moments, and Y/N started panicking that maybe she said something wrong, or maybe he found her spontaneous confession funny, or worse, dumb. She was almost ready to somehow laugh it all off, when his voice cut her off.

“Thank you, Y/N. It really means a lot to me too.” he sounded like he had some troubles with speaking, which made Y/N furrow her brows in worry.

“Is everything okay, Corpse?” 

“Yeah, I...” he stuttered, then laughed nervously. “I just didn’t expect that and... yeah. It’s not something I hear on a daily basis, especially from someone like you.”

Someone like me? 

 “But what you said... it’s mutual.” he said after a moment, and Y/N couldn’t stop herself from grinning like an idiot. “You’re the best partner in crime I could ask for. And not only in the game.” 

She could as well just pass out there and there...

“So uhm... there was one thing I wanted to ask you...”

“Yeah?”

“I was wondering if maybe... you know, if you’d have some time... and if you’d want to of course... would you maybe like to visit me here in San Diego?”

Yeah, passing out seems like a good idea. 

***

This is not the last part. 

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[raibebe]

Love Is On Air

Genre: fluff & smut Words: 8.722 Prompt: radio host Johnny x secret admirer female reader Warnings: soft dom Johnny, oral (f receiving), safe sex, dirty talk

A/N: Finally: My entry for the February event of my lovely network @neosmutcollective​. This is totally not the fic I planned on writing. In fact this was started way later after I realized I was never going to finish my original fic on time. Not that this one is on time... Special thanks to everyone who sent our lovely DJs some music recommendations @sly-merlin​, @moonctzeny​, @lenaluvs​, @lucas-wongs​, @burtonized​ and to @ncteaxhoe​ who helped me figure out this idea. I hope you enjoy this even though it’s wayyy too late.

You hurried home to your apartment after your last class of the day that was horrifically late because of whoever had fucked up your schedule this semester. Panting heavily, you busted into your room and threw your jacket and backpack somewhere onto your couch, diving straight for your laptop that was perched on your desk. Cursing the old thing, you waited for agonizing minutes until it had booted up and your browser was open. You quickly opened the familiar page of your university’s campus radio just in time to hear the familiar voice saying: “Hi I’m John-D, welcome to NCT Night Night.” After that both hosts chuckled lowly before Jaehyun spoke: “Tonight we’ll read some of the letters you wrote us over the week again and we will try our best to help you out with whatever problems you throw our way.” “Exactly. Right after we play this song that was suggested by evangelie_99 over on our Twitter, it’s Pluto Projector by Rex Orange County and she said that she loves our show. We’re glad you like it so much, darling. This one is for you,” Johnny softly said before the soft tunes of the song filled your little one-room apartment.

Sighing, you leaned back in your chair, carelessly toeing your shoes off. Listening to NCT Night Night was your escape at night from the stress that classes brought you. The two DJs that were on air every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday were your favorites though. Not only did they have great chemistry but they both could be incredibly funny as well as soothe all your nerves with their calming voices – especially Johnny or John-D as he was called on their show. You might have developed a slightly embarrassing crush on the fratboy with a heart as sweet as his voice from what you knew about him from his radio shows and your shared classes. Since they had started their weekly segment where they would read out letters that students could send them, you had gathered the courage to send Johnny little messages about how you were crushing on him and it had quickly become a running gag on the show. Jaehyun would tease Johnny about it every week while Johnny kept insisting that his secret admirer should just talk to him. But how could you do that? Johnny was everything one could want in a boyfriend. Not only was he ridiculously tall and devastatingly handsome but he was also smart, always seemingly staying on top of his classes and he also went to the gym regularly if his thirst traps on his Instagram stories were anything to go by. When he wasn’t giving out advice in a gentle voice on their radio program, he was out partying with his frat brothers on the weekends more often than not complaining about headaches on their Sunday show. How could you just walk up to him and talk to him? Right. You couldn’t. So you had to resign to sending him anonymous love letters through his radio show.

“Welcome back, hi,” Johnny chuckled once the song had gently faded out and you couldn’t help but giggle along. “That was Pluto Projector by Rex Orange County,” Jaehyun tried to stay on script but you could almost hear the grin on his face because of Johnny’s antics, “If you want your song to play on today’s show, please suggest something over on our Twitter with the hashtag,” Jaehyun paused momentarily and let out a dramatic sigh before continuing, “hashtag JohnDplaymelikeaviolin.” Jaehyun hadn’t even read the whole hashtag out loud when Johnny was already bursting out in laughter and how could you not laugh along with his melodic laughter. “I swear to god I am never letting you choose hashtags for our show ever again,” Jaehyun groaned while Johnny sounded like he was still dying in the background. “Don’t be mean to me Jaehyunie,” he whined and even though today’s episode was not viewable, you could vividly imagine how he was pouting. While the two friends were busy bickering and talking about what they had done since their last show, you pulled up your own Twitter to send a recommendation in.

“Aaaah, I see we’re already getting plenty of suggestions. Sly-merlin suggested us Sexy Dirty Love by Demi Lovato – a great song – and added ‘I wish John-D would actually play me like a violin.” After a potent silence, Johnny broke out in laughter again. “And this is why you won’t choose any more hashtags,” Jaehyun groaned again. “Baby,” Johnny rasped into his mic and even though you weren’t wearing headphones, it sent tingles down your spine, “Just come to our frat party on Friday and I’ll see what I can do.” “Stop plugging our parties on the radio,” Jaehyun scolded the elder, the slap audible over the radio, “Also sly-merlin has to stand in line. You still have your number one admirer who has sent in a letter yet again.” “She still hasn’t come up to me,” Johnny shared, “I can only keep up my chastity for so long. I am saving myself for this girl.” You know he was joking but you were just a simple woman and even in your secluded home, you felt heat rising to your cheeks, your thumbs stopping on your keyboard where you had typed out your song recommendation. Both DJs shared a quiet laugh before Jaehyun asked: “And you really don’t know who she is?” “I really don’t man,” his friend sighed, “Like I have my suspicions because she has to be in my major if she sees me in class that often. That or she’s a stalker which I do not want to think about. But for real, hit me up. I’ll take you out for a coffee.” “Now everyone is going to come up to you and claim that they’re her.” “I’ll take that risk,” Johnny laughed, “Maybe I’ll finally meet the love of my life and settle down.” At that Jaehyun snorted loudly. “The woman that can make you settle down gets free coffee for like a month from me.” “Watch me have a wife and kids at 25 Jae, just to spite you,” his friend snorted, “But up until then, let’s play sly-merlin’s song recommendation: Sexy Dirty Love by Demi Lovato.”

While the song was playing, you finished up your own tweet and hit post before you grabbed your bag that you had carelessly thrown away before to get out your notes. You actually had to start a project for one of the classes you and Johnny actually did share. The professor had announced that he would announce the pairings for a group project tomorrow and you didn’t want to seem like an actual idiot if your group would decide to already meet up and discuss after class. So while you listened to your favorite DJs discuss the questions and worries of whoever had sent them to their email address, you worked through the notes you had taken over the last couple of weeks, trying your best to organize them to remember the key points.

“Oh John-D, I have a very special letter here,” Jaehyun said, waving the paper in front of the microphone so it would pick up the wiggling noises. “What could that be?” Johnny asked with over-exaggerated interest. “It’s from your secret admirer, John-D. So I think you should read it out.” Just like every time, they read your letter, your heart began beating faster and faster in your chest until you were sure, it would break free from your ribcage. “Okay, here I go,” Johnny announced while Jaehyun was playing the same cheesy music he always played when they were reading your letters, “Happy Thursday, John-D. The weekend is almost in reach, keep up the energy for the last day of classes! – she’s so sweet, I’m holding up alright – One of my professors will announce the pairings he made for a group project soon and I am nervous. I don’t have many friends in the course and I’m praying that I will get good group mates I can work well with.” “Oooh, I get that struggle,” Jaehyun interrupted, “I once had to work with a bunch of stoners and ended up doing all the work for a presentation that made up 30 percent of my grade. Worst experience of my life, would not recommend. But we’re wishing you all the luck.” “But you know what’s more interesting about this story?” Johnny tuned in, “Coincidentally my professor for my literature class is assigning our group projects tomorrow as well. Say, my sweet admirer, are you perhaps in the same literature class as me?” In your otherwise silent room, the panicked squeak you let out was loud even to your ears. There was no way Johnny could figure out who you were, there were probably at least 20 more girls with a crush on him in that class alone, so you were safe. “Oooh, so maybe she’s a lit major so that’s why she’s writing love letters.” “Could be but lots of people from different majors are taking that class,” Johnny argued, “Anyways, back to her letter. But I won’t let that disturb me! I will be doing my best regardless! – That’s the spirit – I’ll work through my notes as I listen to your honey voice so I can be prepared. I’m glad you don’t do viewable radios on Thursday’s or else I wouldn’t be able to get anything done, you’re just too distracting John-D,” at that Jaehyun let out a fake gag while Johnny just giggled softly, “Thank you secret admirer, I do clean up quite nicely if I do say so myself. – On last Sunday’s episode you melted my heart when you hid in your hoodie for half the show. – God that was the worst hangover I had in a looong while, I was so miserable.”

“You should have seen him at home,” Jaehyun laughed, “I had to physically drag his whole 180-something-centimeters body first into the shower, then into the car and into the station. He is the biggest crybaby when he’s hungover.” “Don’t expose me like that, Jaehyunie,” Johnny whined loudly, “I was dared to drink a bunch of tequila and my mother didn’t raise neither a quitter nor a coward.” “No, but clearly an idiot,” the younger DJ laughed his deep laugh. “Let me read my love letter in peace,” the other grumbled, “I couldn’t follow for half the show because I was so focused on watching you. Not in a creepy way of course! – Of course not,” Johnny chuckled, “I hope you finished that essay you had to work on after the show in time and still had some time to relax. – I did, don’t worry.” That you already knew when Johnny had handed in his essay in another class you two shared just before you had handed in yours and he had thrown you a little smile that had kept you going through the whole day. “Take care of yourself and keep smiling your beautiful smile, I look forward to seeing you again on Sunday or in classes. And fighting to Jae-D as well of course! – I look forward to hearing from you again, secret admirer. I bet your group project will go just fine, don’t worry too much. If anyone is mean to you, just expose them here and we’ll fight them for you.” “Love that she acknowledged me in one sentence as well,” Jaehyun grumbled, cutting off the cheesy music abruptly. “You’re just jealous you don’t have a sweet admirer who sends you cute messages,” the other teased his friend. “Yeah, yeah, shut up and put that letter in the box under your bed.” “It’s in my sock drawer, thank you very much.”

Giggling, you listened to the two friends bicker, your chest warm with a feeling you were scared to put a name on. “Anyways, I think it’s time for another music recommendation you can still send in via our lovely hashtag JohnDplaymelikeaviolin. This one is from lenaluvies and she says: Please play Hurts So Good by Astrid S thank you. No, thank you for sending something in darling. This one’s for you,” Johnny announced and you couldn’t help but laugh a little pained laugh. That song title hit a little too close to home for your liking. The rest of the radio show went by smoothly and Johnny and Jaehyun tried to help a handful of more students with their problems that couldn’t be more diverse. From a boy who had fallen in love with his best friend which had send him into an identity crisis over to a girl who was failing her classes because she claimed the professor hated her to a freshman who wanted to apply for a fraternity but was scared because of the rumors surrounding them which the DJs quickly debunked since they both were in the same fraternity. In the end they had to cut themselves short, asking their viewers to vote on a poll they would make if people wanted a whole Tuesday episode surrounding fraternities.

“So.” “So,” Johnny copied his friend. “We’re almost at the end of our time with you guys. We couldn’t get through all of your submissions but we hope our team picked a few good ones and at least some of you could get some advice.” “As always you’re free to send us your own stories to our e-mail JohnJaeNNN@NCTU.com to get some advice next Thursday from your favorite DJs: John-D.” “And Jae-D. Every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday on your campus radio on 127mHz. On NCT-“ “Night Night,” they said their ending together and just like every night with them, you said goodnight to your computer screen, closing the tab which draped your little apartment in silence. Sighing loudly, you looked over your notes that needed a little more work if you wanted to make a good first impression on your fellow students tomorrow. Because you couldn’t stand the silence, you opened your Spotify to play the NCT Night Night playlist Johnny and Jaehyun had made with the songs that had been recommended to them, still missing the new additions from tonight.

The next morning found you in your literature class, sitting two rows behind Johnny, staring at the back of his head while doodling on your paper rather than taking notes on whatever the professor was saying. If you were to let your eyes wander, you’d see that almost everyone in the big room was paying as much or even less attention as you were; the students in different states of excitement and anxiety over the group projects he had yet to announce. “I’m sorry professor,” Johnny’s voice suddenly cut through the room, “I’m sure you have already noticed that no one is paying attention to whatever you’re trying to teach us right now. Could you please just announce the groups for the project?” That moment you swore you would be able to hear a pin drop until your eccentric professor chuckled lowly. “I like you, Suh. I was waiting for someone to mention it,” he spoke, getting the dreaded list out of his bag, “Listen closely now, you’ll be assigned in groups of four and each group will get a specific novel to work on. Deadline will be by the end of the semester and your individual paper combined with the group presentation will make up 40% of your final grade.” That made a bunch of people, including you, gasp out loudly. A group project with this much credit to your final grade was always dreaded. “I don’t want to hear any complaints, that’s how it’s always been. Now listen carefully, I won’t repeat myself but the list will be hung on our blackboard as well.” With that being said, the professor began listing names and novels in the most monotone voice he could muster. To say you were basically vibrating off of your seat was an understatement when he got further and further down the list and neither yours nor Johnny’s name had been called yet. “And lastly, an all-time favorite: Romeo and Juliet.” You didn’t even register anything else after the professor had announced that the group featured both Johnny and you along with two other students you didn’t know. Your brain was reduced to static noise while everyone else was getting up around you to pick up the books that had already been stacked in a corner, probably by a poor TA. Only when a person bumped into you, you broke from your stupor to quickly pick up your stuff as well to hurry down to steps to where a crowd of students had already gathered.

Luckily Johnny towered over most of the other students and you could easily spot him and the rest of your group that were two other boys you didn’t recognize. “Hey, you’re the last one we were missing,” Johnny smiled and handed you over your copy of the book. “Y... Yeah, sorry for making you wait,” you stuttered, clutching the small book tightly in your hands. “No big deal,” Johnny played it off, “Do any of you have any more classes today?” When everyone declined, you all agreed that you should get a head start on your project as it would be hard to make a good project out of such an overused love story. While walking over to the student center to decide on a concept, conversation flowed easily between the four of you even though you were still really nervous to be around Johnny. God, you really hoped he didn’t think you were stupid or something just because you were nervous.

The little study session went by in a blur and only further confirmed that you were so whipped for Johnny it wasn’t even funny anymore. You found yourself attentively listening to all of his ideas and laughing at every of his stupid little jokes and only mildly spacing out while looking at Johnny when the others were discussing ideas which had led to one or two mildly embarrassing situations where you would lose track of what you were actually discussing, your mind blank of any input when they asked for your opinion.

Soon you found yourself parting ways with your groupmates, leaving you and Johnny alone because his frat house and your little apartment were located in the same general direction. “Anything fun you’re doing this evening?” Johnny asked, trying to make some light conversation to fill the silence. “No, I’ll just binge watch some shows maybe or listen to the campus radio,” you shrugged it off. While today’s show wasn’t your favorite, you quite liked the DJs soft and gentle voice. “You listen to the campus radio? I have a show on there,” Johnny smiled. “I like listening to you and Jaehyun,” you confessed, trying to fight the heat that was licking at your cheeks. “Oh.” “You seem surprised.” “Yeah, it kind of still seems weird that people enjoy listening to Jae and me rambling for hours on end. You know with him it just feels like I’m hanging out with my brother rather than work.” “Your voices are really soothing, you know,” you tried to explain what you were feeling when listing to them, “And your friendship is kind of adorable. Like we can feel how much you care about each other and you always genuinely try to help your listeners without making fun of them.” For a while Johnny didn’t say anything and you thought you had fucked it up, that he thought you were weird now. “Thank you,” he suddenly said. “Huh?” “It means a lot hearing that. We do lurk on Twitter to see what people think of our show but hearing it like this is something else entirely.” “It’s nothing,” you mused, playfully hitting his arm, “No need to get this soft.” “Hey,” he laughed, “I’ll have you know that I am 180 centimeters of walking softness despite what people might say about me.” Smiling softly you caught his eyes for the first time since you two had started walking and the way his honey eyes were smiling back at you momentarily took your breath away.

“I- My room is right around here, sooooo,” you stuttered. “It was nice working with you. Even though you were spacing out half the time,” Johnny teased, “Thinking about a special someone?” You. The word sat on the tip of your tongue, the low light of the afternoon sun making you bolder than you actually were and Johnny just made you feel incredibly comfortable. “No... No- I- I’m single.” “A crush then?” “Something like that,” you mumbled, your fingers nervously playing with the hem of your jacket. “Talk to him. Or her. Or them,” Johnny advised. “I really can’t,” you sighed, “He doesn’t even know I exist.” “Well you don’t need to confess your undying love for him,” he laughed, not knowing he was the boy in question, “Just you know. Casually talk to him. Get to know him.” “I’ll try?” “Is that a question?” “Yeah?” “Have more confidence in yourself,” he gently nudged you, “You’re nice and very easy to talk to.” “Nice... Wow.” “Shut up,” he laughed, “I usually give better compliments but I have yet to get to know you better.” “Would you... Would you even want that?” “Sure,” Johnny shrugged and your heart skipped a couple of beats, “I have to get going or everybody will already be drunk when I arrive. So... I’ll see you in class? And you’ll hear me on Sunday?” “Yeah sure. Don’t drink too much or you will be miserable all show like last week,” you giggled. “Don’t remind me,” he groaned, “I’m never going to drink tequila on a Saturday ever again.” “Goodbye Johnny,” you smiled, really liking how his name sounded when you said it out loud. “Bye,” he waved before going his way.

Once you were sure he was out of hearing distance, you let out a little happy squeak and jumped up and down excitedly. You did it. You had actually done it. You had talked to your crush. And managed to not make a complete fool out of yourself in front of him. Which was a win in your books. A huge win. With a little spring in your steps, you stepped by one of your favorite pizza places to treat yourself before heading home where you spend your evening daydreaming about none other than Johnny while watching reruns of old dramas.

“Hi, I’m Jae-D.” “And I am John-D. Welcome to NCT-“ “Night Night.” “John-D.” “Yes, Jae-D,” Johnny chuckled. “It’s Thursday again which means it’s time to tend to our listener’s worries,” Jaehyun read off of the script, not getting distracted by his friend’s antics, “And today is a very special episode.” “Special?” Jaehyun barely repressed to roll his eyes at his friend’s over-exaggerated acting before continuing: “Yes, since tomorrow is a day off for all students, we have decided to make this episode extra lengthy and-“ he shortly stopped to flash the camera a peace sign, “Viewable despite it being Thursday.” “Do we look okay?” Johnny laughed, checking himself out in the video that was playing on one of their monitors. “Aaaaah, the comments say we look good tonight, thank you,” Jaehyun mused.

And they really did. Not that either of them had to do a whole lot to look good but today they were both wearing white button-downs with their sleeves rolled up to expose their forearms. Jaehyun had even gone so far as to put on some fake glasses. “And if you’re following us on our Twitter you also already know that this week it’s all about love on our campus radio and our show today is no exception,” Johnny read his part of the script. “Today John-D and Jae-D are Loveholics, trying our very best to help you with your problems surrounding love,” Jaehyun completed, “You can send in song recommendations through the hashtag JohnJaeLoveholic just like taryn1026 did – I hope I said that right – but they recommended Paris in the Rain by Lauv to set the mood for today.”

The soft tunes of the song made you relax a little into your sofa where you had chosen to watch today’s episode of NCT Night Night. You had to say that you were kind of nervous for today’s episode. Just like every week you had written your letter to Johnny, telling him about your week and cheering him on for your group project. At this point it should have been pretty obvious just who exactly you were and judging by how Johnny was acting towards you, his flirting leaving you flustered after your study sessions and your group mates mildly annoyed, he seemed to already have put together the pieces. But yesterday while writing your letter you had felt extra bold (and maybe also extra riled up and horny from Johnny’s shameless flirting) and had written him a message that should confirm all his suspicions and would hopefully lead him straight to you and into your bed. But until the end of the show or at least until they read your letter, which you really hoped they did today as well, you had to wait sitting in your apartment, for once not in comfortable clothes but in a nice shirt and pants.

“That was Paris in the Rain by Lauv, recommended to us by taryn1026 through our Twitter with the hashtag JohnJaeLoveholic,” Johnny’s raspy voice filled your apartment when he leaned close to the mic, “Jae-D are you ready to make some love happen?” “I already had my love juice,” Jaehyun answered, showing his pink Starbucks drink to the camera, “And my reading glasses are on.” As to prove his point, he hiked his glasses up his nose before scratching his eye through the holes in the frame, making both DJs chuckle. For the next hour Johnny and Jaehyun tried to solve several relationship dramas as well as a very tricky friends-with-benefits situation and telling a boy to break up with his cheating girlfriend which had been a rather heartbreaking discussion. “So after this,” Jaehyun sighed, “Let’s play another song recommendation. Burtonized has sent in a very fitting song, I hope you all don’t mind a little Korean: It’s God Damn by I.M – a song about heartbreak.”

While the foreign song was playing, the two DJs stretched their backs and sipped on their respective drinks: Jaehyun still on his pink sugar concoction and Johnny already on his second iced Americano. Jaehyun must have found something funny on his phone, nudging his friend to look at him but Johnny was busy typing away on his own, only acknowledging his friend after he had typed his message. Just after that, your own phone buzzed with a message, showing Johnny’s name on the screen.

From: Johnny Are you watching our show?

To: Johnny Sure, you look good today

From: Johnny Make sure to listen closely ;)

“That was God Damn by I.M suggested by burtonized over our Twitter hashtag JohnJaeLoveholic,” Jaehyun’s smooth voice tore you from your spiraling thoughts about the winking face Johnny had sent. “Sadly our show is coming to an end even with our extended airtime.” “But John-D a very important letter is still missing before we close our show. Dare I say it could be the highlight of our show,” Jaehyun joked, already playing the cheesy music he was always playing when Johnny would read your letters. “You’re right Jae-D my lovely secret admirer has sent in another letter,” Johnny mused, arranging himself so he could read the printed out letter while being as close as possible to the mic for it to pick up the rasp in his voice, “Happy Thursday John-D, I hope your week has been more exciting than mine. I have just been going from class to class without much thought, the only high points are my group meetings for the group project we have to hand in soon – That seems very familiar, baby – But since today is all about love, I’ll tell you about a little problem I have: – get your love juice ready, Jae – There is this boy in my group. And boy isn’t really the right word to describe him, he’s a man really,” at that Johnny couldn’t hold back a low chuckle, “I’m sorry, I’ll be serious – And he is flirting with me. Has been for a couple of weeks now. And it has gotten to the point where our groupmates are kind of annoyed at us. He has also walked me home a couple of times but he never so much as touched me. At this point I am so frustrated with him. Is he just playing with me? Or is his mouth bigger than his actions actually are? He has been riling me up all day today and I was ready to let him have his way with me but he only wished me goodnight and left again, leaving me to deal with what he had done all by myself – oh wow, I,” Johnny stuttered, sharing a gaze with his friend who was only barely repressing his laughter, “Wow, okay, I hope we’re in the good for reading this out and it’s late enough,” clearing his voice and raking a hand through his hair, Johnny continued, “John-D I hope this man hears what he has done to me and will deal with the consequences of his actions. Would you play Animal by Jin Yosef and RIELL for me? Just in case this letter hasn’t gotten my point across? – Y... Yeah sure, darling. We’ll play that once our show is over.”

“So John-D,” Jaehyun grinned while loudly slurping on his ‘love juice’, “What would you advice your secret admirer to do about this problem?” “Well if I were her,” Johnny started, his gaze going straight to the camera where he knew you were watching and it felt like he was looking straight into your soul, “I’d wait for him. I’m pretty sure he can prove that his actions speak even louder than his words.” For a while it was quiet between the two DJs, safe for Jaehyun’s obnoxiously loud slurping noises but even if they would have been saying anything, you weren’t sure if you could have comprehended any words with how furiously your heart was beating. “Anyways,” Jaehyun eventually broke the silence once he was sure there was nothing left in his ‘love juice’, “I’m afraid that was it for tonight. This has been your extra lengthy episode of Jae-D and John-D and we will leave you with this wonderful song recommendation: Animal by Jin Yosef and RIELL. If you’ve liked today’s show, we’re here every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday night on your campus radio on 127mHz to listen to all of your worries on NCT-“ “Night Night,” Johnny joined in and they both waved into the camera as your song of choice started playing. The video stream didn’t cut off immediately, showing the boys gathering their things and if your eyes weren’t betraying you, you swore you saw Johnny tense up when the song turned a little more explicit. The two DJs waved to the camera one last time before the stream cut off, leaving the screen of your laptop dark.

That was when it dawned on you what you had done. Shit. With how Johnny had sounded, you probably had about fifteen to twenty minutes until he would be at your doorstep. Oh god. Shit. Taking a couple of deep breaths, you tried to ground yourself before hurriedly closing your laptop and cleaning everything that seemed messy in your little one-room apartment. That was until you heard a knock on your door.

With shaky hands, you slowly opened the door and while you knew who would be standing on the other side, you weren’t ready for how he was going to look like: Johnny was leaning against the doorway casually with his arms crossed over his chest so the tight button-down he was wearing would strain over the planes of his chest muscles but what really reeled you in was how dark his eyes looked when he raked them over your body. “Good evening miss,” he drawled. “Hi,” you breathed. “Tell me what you want so I’m not misinterpreting any of this,” Johnny all but growled, one of his hands coming up to cup your face. “I want you to have me.” If you thought his eyes were dark before, they turned into bottomless black orbs once the words had left your lips. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, baby.” “Please,” you whimpered and that seemed to break Johnny’s resolve as he pulled you close to him and all but crashed his lips into yours. The kiss wasn’t delicate in any way, shape or form with how Johnny was licking into your mouth the second a moan left your lips. His tongue was intertwining with yours messily and in no time both of you were panting into each other’s mouths. “Inside. Now,” you rasped. “All with due time,” Johnny chuckled but let you pull him into your apartment, slamming the door shut to crowd you against it, one of his strong thighs slipping between your legs like it belonged there, “If you’re a good girl and listen well, I’ll give you anything you want.” “Fuck,” you cursed before slamming your lips together again, a new neediness bleeding into the kiss as you tugged on the longer strands of hair at the back of Johnny’s neck which made him growl lowly. “Anything off-limits?” Johnny breathed into your skin as he kissed down your neck to suck a mark there while his hands were busy pulling your shirt from your pants so he could rake them over your naked skin. “Just,” you had to cut yourself off with a moan, “Don’t be mean to me.” “Never,” he promised, “You’ll be my pillow princess.” His sweet words were in stark contrast to how hard his hands were gripping your hips and how his teeth were grazing over your neck that must be littered with marks already. “Take me to bed,” you heaved breathlessly, positive your legs would give out if it wasn’t for Johnny holding you up.

Listening to your demand, he slowly started walking you backwards towards your bed until the two of you were toppling down on top of the covers, his lips never leaving your skin. Whoever had spread the rumors about Johnny being a great lover had been absolutely right, he knew just how to touch you to have you gasping for air and judging by the grin on his lips he hadn’t even started yet. “Please,” you whimpered, arching into his touch, not exactly sure what exactly you were asking for but Johnny seemed to know all the better when he freed you from your top and pants to leave you in your matching lace set while he was still fully clothed in his by now wrinkled button-up and pants. “All for me?” He chuckled and pressed a kiss right between the valley of your breasts, his big hands cupping the soft flesh to squeeze it gently. “Have me,” you gasped out and you could feel the growl he let out vibrating where you were pressed together. “I’m going to ruin you,” Johnny promised, pulling down the cups of your bra to wrap his plush lips around one of your nipples to tease the soft nub until it hardened under his ministrations, sending waves of pleasure down your spine and straight to your core where you could feel your wetness starting to seep into the fabric of your panties. “Johnny,” you mewled and arched into his every touch, his calloused fingertips setting your skin alight when he let them travel down your body to tease over your lower stomach. As if by reflex, you let your thighs fall open for him to finally touch you where you needed him the most. “Such a good girl,” he smiled, blowing cold air over your spit-slicked nipple to watch you squirm beneath him. Your remark got stuck in your throat when he finally cupped you through your panties, feeling how damp the fabric had already become. “Naughty,” he chuckled, his eyes never leaving your face as he circled your clit through the fabric, watching your eyes fluttering shut when his gaze became too intense.

“Johnny,” you sighed, forgetting all other words except for his name. “Relax, princess,” he rasped and kissed his way down your body, leaving love bites on the sensitive skin of your stomach and thighs that shook with anticipation. If you’d say you hadn’t dreamed about his lips on you like this, you would lie and you weren’t going to miss the sight of this for nothing. Fighting back the fog that had started to cloud your mind, you forced your eyes open to look down to where he had settled between your open thighs to find him staring right back at you. “Good girl,” he praised you again before pressing a kiss over your clothed sex that made your head fall back already, the anticipation of what was to come making you push up your hips which made Johnny chuckle lowly. He didn’t leave you any time to feel embarrassed by how needy you were when he hooked your panties to the side unceremoniously and licked a broad stripe up your center, tasting your arousal. “Oh fuck,” you breathed out, your hands flying down to tangle them in the long strands of his hair. Johnny worked his tongue in slow and clever strokes, leaving your mind reeling with pleasure and taking his time to take you apart piece by piece, not even paying attention to your leaking center or your aching clit. But when he did wrap his lips around your clit to gently suck on the nub, your mind almost went numb with how intense his touch was, your thighs clamping shut around him. To make it even worse, he started humming around you while prying your thighs back open, holding you down with his large hands. You felt your orgasm approach almost embarrassingly fast now that he was altering between teasing your clit with his tongue, lips and even his teeth and fucking your velvety walls with his tongue, setting your nerve endings on fire. “Johnny I’m close,” you warned him but instead of slowing down, he stretched his jaw wide to press his tongue further into you, his nose bumping into your clit in the process and with the combined sensation and his doubled effort, it took no time for your first orgasm of the night to wash over you, a scream of his name leaving your lips as you shook through it, your mind going equally as numb as your legs.

When you came back to it, Johnny had straightened up between your legs and he was grinning down at you while he was unbuttoning his shirt, his face still shiny with your arousal. “That was the first one,” he spoke darkly. “Come here,” you whined, making grabby hands for him until he took pity on you and covered your body with his before connecting your lips in a bruising kiss. You could still taste yourself on his lips but that somehow just made it even hotter.

“Want you inside me,” you panted against his lips when Johnny broke the kiss in favor of raking his teeth over your racing pulse. “Yeah?” He rasped and ground his hips down into yours, making you feel him strain against the fabric of his pants. “Need it,” you moaned at the sweet friction. “Think you can take me?” He laughed as he leaned back on his hunches to pop open the button of his pants, pulling down the zipper agonizingly slow. With wide eyes you watched him push his pants down his narrow hips, leaving him in just his navy boxers that showed the sizable imprint of his hard cock, the fabric against the head dark from where he had leaked precum. Chuckling, he stroked over the outline and just the sight alone made your mouth water. “Show me,” you breathed, spreading your thighs so he could see your needy core, clenching around nothing. “Hmm,” he hummed, dragging one of his fingers that wasn’t preoccupied with teasing himself through the mess of arousal and his saliva between your legs, only barely dipping it into you to feel the muscles trying to suck him inside. “Don’t tease me,” you whined high in your throat. “But I like seeing you squirm,” Johnny grinned but took mercy on you and sunk his finger into you up to the knuckle, gently pumping it inside you. Still sensitive from how intense your last orgasm had been, you were torn between pulling away and wanting more but Johnny made the decision for you when he pulled his finger out, wiping your arousal onto your thigh.

“Eyes on me,” he commanded and finally freed his cock from his briefs. “Fuck.” The curse left your lips without even noticing at the sight of his flushed cock, too heavy to properly stand up against his toned abs. The tip was tinted red and shiny with precum that Johnny generously spread down that whole length, his eyes not leaving yours as you watched him lazily jerk himself. “Like what you see?” You eagerly nodded your head. “Want it inside me.” “Yeah? Show me.”

Throwing all caution out of the window, you quickly sucked two of your fingers between your lips before guiding them to your weeping core to slip them inside you, letting out an over-exaggerated moan as you crooked them. “Oh you’re so naughty, baby,” Johnny groaned, squeezing the base of his cock tightly as he watched you fingering yourself and if you had even one coherent thought left in your head, you’d have the decency to be embarrassed because of how intensely he was staring. “It’s not enough,” you pouted, pulling your fingers free and spreading them to look at the slick covering them, “I’m so wet for you.” “Such a dirty mouth,” he groaned, quickly grabbing his pants to fish a condom from his wallet to roll over his hard length. “Please, Johnny,” you hiccupped, winding your legs around his waist to pull him closer to you. “Sssh, princess,” he soothed you, running his hands over your torso before bending down to press tender kisses to your stomach, “I’ll take care of you.” “Please kiss me.”

Dropping his elbows next to your head to support his weight, he covered your body with his and caught your lips in a kiss much too tender for your current situation, taking his time to explore your mouth until you were perfectly pliant beneath him. “Tell me if it hurts,” he whispered into the small space between you while he snaked a hand between your bodies to guide his cock to your core. When the head slipped in without much resistance, both of you let out twin moans of pleasure. Painstakingly slowly Johnny pushed inside you, centimeter by centimeter until his hips were flush to yours. “Breathe, princess,” he reminded you because you indeed had held your breath and had buried your nails in his biceps. “Shit, you’re big,” you cursed. “So I’ve been told,” Johnny chuckled and peppered your face and neck with little kisses while he slowly ground his hips so you could get used to him inside you.

“Move,” you demanded after a while.   “What’s the magic word baby?” He grinned. “Please, Johnny,” you whimpered, clenching down on him. “Once more.” “Don’t make me beg.” “But you sound so pretty when you do,” he chuckled, only barely moving his hips. “Johnny please,” you whined, trying your best to move on his cock on your own but the angle was just not working out. “Oh, you want to do the work?” “I want you to move,” you groaned, pawing at his chest.

“But I think you’d look so pretty riding my cock,” Johnny rasped and in one fluid movement, he had sat up and pulled you onto his lap. Shit, it felt like he was even deeper now. “Come on, princess.” Whining, you wound your arms around his shoulders and pulled your legs beneath you so you could lift your hips up to make his cock smoothly slide out, the friction just right before you slowly dropped back down again, earning you an appreciative groan from Johnny. “That’s right, baby,” he praised you as you slowly found a comfortable pace, swiveling your hips until the angle was just right. Tightening the grip you had on his shoulders to use it as leverage, you began riding him in earnest, impaling yourself on his cock over and over again until your head was spinning and your thighs started to burn. “Come on, doll,” Johnny grinned, catching one of your nipples between his lips. Whining, you rolled your hips faster until your thighs began shaking. “Need help?” He just grinned, his big hands holding onto your hips to help you move up and down his cock at a steadier pace. “Please Johnny,” you hiccupped, hiding your face in his neck to ground yourself, “Please fuck me.” “Am I not doing just that?” He chuckled, filthily grinding his cock inside you. “Do it right,” you panted into his skin, “Fuck me like you mean it.”

“Then get on your hands and knees for me, baby.” He didn’t have to tell you twice, it was almost comical how quickly you obeyed his command and arched your back for him. “Hmm, that’s it,” he praised you, tracing the curve of your spine with his hands until he reached the space between your shoulder blades where he gently pushed down to make you arch even further. “So good and pliant for me, just waiting to be filled.” “Please,” you just whined again, past the point of caring about how pathetic you sounded, begging for his cock. “Say it baby,” he demanded, slapping his cock against your wet folds. “Please fuck me Johnny. Please. I want your cock inside me so badly. Want you to fuck me until I can’t even remember my own name anymore. Please I need it. I-“ your frantic rambling got cut off by the surprised moan leaving your lips as he thrust into you without any warning. “Don’t hold back baby,” Johnny rasped before gripping your hips tightly to finally fuck you in earnest, the sound of skin slapping together loud in the otherwise silent room. “God, your ass looks amazing,” he moaned, burying himself in your tight heat over and over again, mesmerized by how his cock was glistening in the low light and how easily your body opened up for him, “You’re basically made to take my cock.” You could only mewl at his dirty words and fist the sheets tightly in your hands as you tried to meet his thrusts as best as you could while you felt like you got your soul fucked right out of you.

“Feels so good,” you slurred when you felt the familiar knot in your stomach ready to snap, clenching around Johnny’s cock. “God baby, if you keep clenching like that I’m gonna cum,” Johnny cursed, grabbing you by the neck to pull you up against his chest, the pace of his hips only getting faster. “Please Johnny. Want it inside,” you whined, letting him use your body how he wanted to relish in the low moans he let out. “You want me to fill you up baby?” “Want it so bad, Johnny,” you mewled. “Then cum for me. Cum on my cock and I’ll give you anything you want.” And oh god. You had never thought that the strained sound of a couple of words could be enough to actually trip you over the edge but the rasp in Johnny’s voice had you falling apart in his arms, your orgasm ripping through you so hard it had your thighs shaking. “Such a good girl,” Johnny praised you before he let out a low guttural moan and fucked into you once – then twice – before his hips came to a halt, emptying his cum inside the condom.

For a while you two just panted loudly before Johnny gently laid you back down onto the mattress, chuckling lowly when you whined at the loss of his cock. “Shit,” you giggled while he quickly got rid of the condom, throwing it in the general direction of your trashcan. So tender you could have missed it, Johnny pressed a row of kisses down your spine until he reached the swell of your ass. “Cuddle me,” you pouted, making grabby hands at him. “We’re sweaty, princess,” he laughed but gave in when you kept pouting. “I don’t care,” you whined, fitting your head beneath his, wrapping your arms and legs around his body to cling to him like a koala. “You’re cute,” he smiled, pressing his lips to your forehead.

“For how long did you know?” “Know what?” Johnny asked, clearly confused. “That I was your secret admirer.” “I didn’t.” “It was so obvious,” you groaned. “Okay maybe I got a hunch after we started that group project. But you never said anything.” “What was I supposed to say? Oh Johnny, by the way, I’m the one who has been writing you cringey love letters for like half a year already. Please go out with me?” That made Johnny laugh, the sound melodic in the quiet of your room. “I would have said yes, you know?” He spoke lowly, “I’ll miss your letters.” “What makes you think I will stop writing them?” “Because you can tell me all that stuff in person now when we go on dates.” “We’ll go on dates?” “That’s what people do when they like each other, princess,” Johnny chuckled, “And I really like you. Both as my secret admirer and my classmate.” “Oh my god stop,” you whined, hiding your hot face in his chest, feeling shy all of a sudden while Johnny was just laughing.

“I like you too,” you eventually mumbled once it had gotten quiet again. “I figured,” he teased you. “I changed my mind,” you immediately shot back, rising from where you were cuddled into his chest but every other protest died on your tongue when you saw his dreamy expression, his honey eyes finding yours and completely ignoring the fact that you were still very much naked. “Date me,” he said. “Okay,” you answered, easily meeting his lips in a sweet kiss that wouldn’t be the last one you two shared tonight.

“Hello and welcome back, that was Middle Of The Night by Monsta X, suggested to us by raibebe through our Twitter with the hashtag JonJaeLoveTalk. We’re your DJ’s John-D.” “And Jae-D on NCT Night Night. Hello again to all of our listeners. John-D.” “Yes Jae-D,” Johnny chuckled, leaning back in his chair. “Something is off today. I looked through our mail and there was no letter from your secret admirer.” “Oh really,” he feigned surprise. “Either they didn’t send anything in or our director got sick of the pining.” “I can calm you right back down Jae-D,” Johnny smiled, “Because she simply doesn’t need to send any more letters. I finally found her.” “No way. For real? And you didn’t tell me? I have to find out through our radio show? Friendship is dead,” Jaehyun sighed dramatically and you couldn’t help but chuckle. “Jae-D you know you’ll always be the number one in my heart, you know that.” At that Jaehyun let out fake gagging noises that made both friends chuckle.

“No but for real. I finally found her and asked her out. It’s going great so yeah,” Johnny shrugged, “In case you’re listening baby: I’m dropping by later and bring sushi.” “This is so domestic already,” Jaehyun sighed dramatically, “Where is my secret admirer?” “Maybe you could find love as well if you stopped acting like the textbook example of a frat boy.” “What is that even supposed to mean?”

Smiling, you leaned back on your sofa and listened to your boyfriend bickering with his best friend. Boyfriend. That sounded good even though it still felt unreal. Love Letters weren’t dead after all it seemed.

[mrskodzuken]

Home (/hōm/) n. The place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.

House (/hous/) n. A building for human habitation, especially one that is lived in by a family or small group of people.

Tadaima! Welcome to my third collab event, “The Home Collab”. I was planning on posting this (on schedule) on my birthday month of May, but a lot of things happened... so here it is! Details + masterlist under the cut.

The theme/motif for this collab event is: a house or home/any part of the house (domestic stuff happening inside one). Share houses and dorms are also considered as such.

Writers and artists aged 18 and above only can join the collab.

SFW, NSFW and DC entries are allowed.

Write/draw for the following fandoms: Haikyuu, Jujutsu Kaisen, Tokyo Revengers, and Obey Me. For those doing nsfw/dc entries, as the great @/meiansmistress said: “have it be like ‘the walls. the kitchen. the couch. the bathroom. time to make use of the furniture in the house for this collab!’” Also please tag them appropriately.

To join, send me an ask with the following: fandom, the character you are doing, writing or art, and if it’s either SFW/NSFW/DC. I won’t acknowledge requests being sent through DM, but not character/form changes and stuff (like submitting late or pulling out of the collab). Reblog this post once you’ve been added.

For writers, any kind of writing is allowed and no minimum word count but please use the readmore function if your work is 500 and above to avoid dash clogging.

Character usage is limited only to one (1) character per blog. This is a ‘first come, first serve’ collab (sort of). If your first (or second) choice is taken, have some back-up characters in hand just in case.

Deadline for the submission of entries is any day within January 2023. This is not a hard deadline, but I’ll expect each and every one of you to do your entries not half-assedly if possible. Let me know via DM/ask if there’s anything you want to consult with me (late submissions, entry changes, pulling out etc).

Tag me at @mrskodzuken and use the hashtag ‘#🏠.if walls could talk’ on your posts, and I’ll reblog them and update the masterlist with the links.

♡ Masterlist

* NSFW/DC entries are marked as 🌶.

🏠 Haikyuu!!

@/mrskodzuken - Kozume Kenma

@omi-boshi - Sakusa Kiyoomi

@ceo-of-daichi - Sawamura Daichi 🌶

@mxonigirimiya - Bokuto Koutarou

@ohtobiors - Akaashi Keiji 🌶

@meiansmistress - Shugo Meian 🌶

@tetsukentona - Kuroo Tetsurou

@haikyutiehoe - Oriver Barnes

@lou-struck - Oikawa Tooru

@bakuroo-writings - Suna Rintarou

@hyeque - Tsukishima Kei 🌶

@nappingwithyuuji - Nishinoya Yuu

@rosesandtoshi - Ushijima Wakatoshi 🌶

@wolffmaiden - Miya Osamu 🌶

@suckerforsugawara - Miya Atsumu

🏠 Jujutsu Kaisen

@ry0m3n - Geto Suguru 🌶

@cirigiri - Nanami Kento 🌶

@natsuzoku - Fushiguro Megumi

@multistan-247 - Gojo Satoru 🌶

@aasouthteranoswife - Fushiguro Toji 🌶

@mitsuyaya - Okkotsu Yuta

@mal-adaptive-daydreamer - Inumaki Toge

@bokutosmochi - Ryomen Sukuna

🏠 Tokyo Revengers

@chibishae34 - Matsuno Chifuyu

@atsumwah - Hanemiya Kazutora

@eunoji - Imaushi Wakasa

@kazububs - Haitani Ran

@rosze-a - Sanzu Haruchiyo

🏠 Obey Me!

@mementomoriifics - Lucifer 🌶

@lovynyou - Mammon 🌶

[monstersandmaw]

Male werewolf x female character - Chapter Four (sfw)

Disclaimer which I’m including in all my works after plagiarism and theft has taken place: I do not give my consent for my works to be used, copied, published, or posted anywhere. They are copyrighted and belong to me.

Here’s part four for those interested, and I hope you enjoy some more slow-burn/awkward fluff. Moodboard/aesthetic at the end.

Part One (sfw), Part Two (sfw), Part Three (sfw)

Odessa knew she was courting trouble the moment she dug out her favourite outfit.

There was nothing inherently ‘fancy’ about it — it was a simple pair of figure-hugging jeans and a green woollen jumper with brown elbow patches — but it was the outfit she’d worn when her best friend had taken her to the cinema after her second, and final, breakup with Jake, and she trusted Derek’s opinion on everything, and especially all matters sartorial. The man knew how to dress any figure — their small group of friends called him ‘Dandy’ for a reason — and he had looked her up and down and grinned at her. “You look good, ’Dess. Not that sweatpants and over-sized hoodies aren’t a good look on you, because you can make anything work, but you look good.”

The inflection had carried a slew of meaning meant to be inferred, and she’d smiled. “I feel good,” she’d hedged. “Ok, maybe not good good, but… better anyway.”

Entering The Boar and Hart pub on the main street of Pinewatch that night, Odessa channelled all the confidence Dandy’s smile had lent her on so many occasions, and looked around. Drinking alone was not something she was particularly fond of, but she set her shoulders and headed towards the bar at the back to order a pint of local beer on recommendation from the bartender.

The young woman looked about her own age, perhaps a few years older, and said, “You’re not from round here,” as she slid her pint glass across the dark wooden bar to her. Behind, rows of single malts glinted amber in the soft lighting. “Holiday?”

“Yup,” Odessa replied, sipping the slight frothing head and rolling her eyes. “Mmm, you were right; that is good.”

“My brother owns the microbrewery,” the bartender replied. “It’s made just down the road.”

“Can’t beat local,” Odessa mumbled into the small, foaming head of the beer. “Any chance I can have a portion of those sweet potato fries too while I’m here?” she asked, eyeing the basket that someone brought out from the back to hand to a customer further down the bar.

“Sure thing. I’ll bring them out to you in a bit.”

“I’ll be over there,” she said, nodding to the quieter end of the bar.

For something to do to feel less pathetic while drinking alone, she took out her phone and used the bar’s free, if glacially slow, wifi to send a few pics from the trail to Dandy and another friend, and while that was sending, she scrolled idly through Instagram hashtags of the park for a while.

Some time later, a tap on her shoulder made her jump, and she looked up with a skinny potato chip halfway to her lips to find Carys smiling at her. She thought the woman was probably in her early forties, but she had a glint in her eye that spoke of the kind of camaraderie that defied the passage of time, and Odessa found herself smiling back instantly.

“Glad to find you here,” Carys said and let her eyes take in the half-empty pint glass with the name of the beer etched into the glass. “Ahh, you picked a good one.”

“It was picked for me,” she said, nodding to the bartender.

Carys followed her gaze. “Sophie never lets her patrons down. You want to come and join us?” she added. “It’s miserable drinking alone.”

“Tell me about it. Thank you, I’d love to,” Odessa said, figuring any friend of Carys’ had to be alright, and slid down off her bar stool to follow the woman back over to a table on the far side of the cosy pub.

There she saw Tala, and sitting opposite her, with his long legs tucked politely, if awkwardly, beneath his own chair, Gabe. His bashful expression as he looked up to greet her was enough to bring a little wry smile to her lips, and she let Carys steer her into the rickety wooden chair beside Gabe’s before greeting the rest of the table.

“Hi,” she said to Tala, who smiled back and raised her lemonade in greeting.

“Glad to see you survived a hike with Gabe,” she said, eyes flashing playfully. “Normally he leaves the rest of us in the dust.”

Odessa turned ostentatiously in her seat to look at him, and he blushed into his beer. “Is that so?” she asked.

“Slander,” he mumbled, taking a big gulp.

Everyone laughed gently, and he shot her another look over the rim of his glass. He had the sleeves of his red and black tartan shirt cuffed up to the the elbows to reveal muscular forearms that made her mouth go dry, and she would have bet good money that his dark jeans fit his legs as perfectly as had his hiking trousers.

Don't even go there, woman, she scolded herself. Just… don’t.

“So, Odessa,” Carys said as she sipped her wine and cradled it for a moment before taking another. “What made you book a cabin in the woods by yourself for two weeks?”

A pang of adrenaline sliced through her good mood, and she bought herself a moment by swigging a fortifying gulp of her remaining beer.

Beside her, Gabe twitched his head too, but she spoke before he could attempt to distract Carys, or try something equally gallant.

“Ah, you know,” she breezed. “Needed a change… I… I quit my job rather suddenly and I’ve just got out of a shitty relationship, so… I figured what better way to start a new chapter of my life than doing something completely different, you know?”

Carys sobered a little as she listened, but she inclined her head in a sympathetic gesture, and said, “Here’s to that,” and raised her glass.

Odessa playfully chinked the rim of her glass against the older woman’s, and was surprised when Gabe brought his own pint glass up into her peripheral vision in solidarity. The gesture touched her on a level she hadn’t expected, and her eyes glazed a little with emotion as she brought her glass to his.

Their eyes met, and in the soft lighting of the bar, she caught the flash of autumn in his irises. Where she’d thought they were a dark hazel before, she could now see slivers of gold and flecks of copper amid the warm brown, and her heart lurched. Jake’s eyes had never struck her as particularly kind, but these eyes held her in a way she’d never experienced. He blinked and the moment ended like a pricked bubble.

“What about you?” Odessa asked, clearing her throat and turning to face the two women on the other side of the table. “Are you lifelong locals?”

They both nodded, but it was Carys who spoke first. “My great grandpa came out this way for the logging, and my family’s just sort of… stayed,” she smiled.

When Odessa looked at Tala, she said, “My mum runs the vet practice. When I finished my degree, I did some work experience with the Park Service and…” she shot Carys a look and grinned, “…just sort of stayed on too.”

Odessa looked from Tala to Carys and shook her head. “You weren’t kidding when you said this place tends to hold on to people.”

“Not everyone,” Carys said carefully before turning to Gabe. “So you took her out to Three Mile Lake. How was it?”

He looked briefly at Odessa before clearing his throat. “Lake was as beautiful as ever. Saw that vixen on the trail cam too…”

Carys was already laughing privately before he’d finished, but she looked over her wine at Odessa and said, “You really didn’t struggle to keep up in the end?”

Laughing, she shook her head. “No. I got the impression he pretty much halved his usual pace to let me keep up though…”

“Halving is generous,” he said. “You did fine.”

Warmth bloomed inside her and she smiled til her cheeks ached.

They did that a lot that evening; ached.

Carys had them in stitches with her dry humour, and Tala damn-near melted her heart with photos of puppies from the vet clinic. To see them properly across the table, Odessa had to lean in obliquely, and if she just happened to closer and closer to Gabe in so doing — close enough to catch the very soft notes of his woody cologne — then no one seemed to comment, least of all him. Gabe certainly didn’t object or pull away when their forearms brushed briefly together on the table. With each fleeting contact, her heart fluttered until she felt almost giddy. Nothing had felt this good, this fun, in months. Maybe even in years.

What felt like hours later, Odessa sat back in her seat and turned to Gabe, and elbowed him gently in the bicep. “You got any pictures of your doggos?”

A complicated expression passed across his face before he mumbled, “I… don’t have a phone that takes photos.” He pursed his lips. “Just an old brick with a battery that never runs out.”

“No way?” she giggled. “Well, I guess it fits that ‘wild mountain man’ reputation.”

A private smirk replaced the awkward pinch to his eyes and he looked away, still smiling. “Yeah.”

“I’ve got one,” Carys said and fished out her phone. “That’s Thunder,” she said and turned the screen around to show a creature that Odessa would have sworn was one hundred percent wolf. He had a coat the colour of a thundercloud, and an expression to match.

She felt her own face turn serious when she looked into his intense eyes and her body stilled. “He’s beautiful,” she breathed. A moment later she added in an undertone, “I can’t believe someone would try and keep him as a house pet though… He looks like he should be leading a pack out in Finland.”

She looked sidelong at Gabe and found him studying at her face with a sad little smile playing around the corners of his mouth. “Yeah,” he rasped.

“This is Axel,” Carys went on, drawing Odessa’s attention away. “He’s a shy boy, skittish, so the photo’s a bit distant I’m afraid. And that’s Mia in the front.”

Axel was little more than a silvery blur at the back of the photo, head down, ears back, eyes focused, but Mia sat curiously in front of a log in the large pen, looking more like a wolfish-husky than the other two; more domesticated. A wild light lingered in her eyes though.

“They’re all gorgeous,” she said and sat back while Carys stowed her phone in her pocket. “I’d love a dog, but I my flat doesn’t allow pets, and until a couple of weeks ago I had a job that took up too much time for an animal anyway.” She shrugged and swallowed the dregs of her second beer right before a yawn took her. “Oh man, all this fresh air and exercise has worn me out. I think I’m going to head back to the cabin soon.”

Gabe stretched his neck out with a little side-to-side movement and sighed. “I’m on the early shift at the centre tomorrow so I’ll head back too.”

Taking that as her queue to let him out from his seat, where he was wedged between her and the vertical shiplap on the wall beside him, Odessa shuffled out and grabbed her coat from the back of her chair as she stood. “Thanks for tonight,” she said to Carys and Tala. “I’m really glad I came.”

“Me too,” Carys said with a smile. “You’ll have to do that Deer’s Leap trail some time before you go though. Can’t have Gabe commandeering you away from my suggestions now, can I?”

She looked him in the eye and said, “Maybe he can show me Deer’s Leap himself? That way I won’t get lost, and I won’t let Carys down.”

A slow-dawning smile crept across his face until he was beaming quietly, and he looked down at his boots. “Yeah. I’d like that. Maybe over the weekend?”

Carys’ eyebrows waggled at Tala, and Odessa knew an attempted setup when she saw one. “Sounds perfect. I’ll leave you to the rest of your evening.” She nodded politely at them, and walked towards the door of the pub without waiting to see if Gabe was following her. She was leaving in eleven days, and Gabe would be the one left to deal with them once she was gone.

Outside, her breath fogged in front of her face and she drew the collar of her tan, woollen coat up, freeing her thick, wavy hair with a practised flick. She caught the soft inhale from behind her as she swished it, and turned on the spot to find Gabe stepping out right behind her, his hands shoved deep into his pockets and his shoulders hunched as if trying to make himself less conspicuous.

“I had fun tonight,” she murmured, and relief softened the stern look of apprehension in his features. “And earlier too. I didn’t really get the chance to thank you properly when we got back to the centre, but…” she paused and swallowed thickly. “I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun.”

Gabe looked at her so intently that she was reminded of Thunder’s golden stare. The flash of the streetlights in his irises made it seem like they were actually glowing, but when he realised she was gawking at him, he blinked and looked away. “Me neither,” he croaked. “Would you like me to walk you back to the cabin?”

“Thank you,” she said. “I don’t want to take up your evening though.”

“It’s just the dogs waiting for me,” he said with a shrug, setting off up the street and drawing her with him by his quiet, steady presence alone. “No grand plans.”

“Speak for yourself. I’ve got a luxurious hot chocolate calling my name back at the cabin.”

The chuckle she heard over the hiss of a passing car’s tyres on the wet road made her stomach flip over and she barely resisted the urge to slide her arm into the crook of his when she caught up with him. She barely knew the man, and yet she felt as comfortable around him as she did any of her friends in the city; perhaps more so.

Taking a deep breath, she let it out slowly as she walked beside him in easy silence, and when they left the safety of the pavement and street lights for the road north out of the tiny town, he ushered her to walk in front of him.

Gabe walked by her side like a protective shadow until the porch light of the cabin flicked on at their arrival, and she turned to face him. He still had his hands in his pockets, and a shy smile on his lips.

“Thank you,” she whispered, oddly tearful all of a sudden. “I… I don’t know what I was expecting from this —” she broke off and took in her surroundings with a sweep of her eyes “— but I didn’t expect to feel so… welcomed, so part of something, when I’ve only been here a couple of days. I think they’ve been the best couple of days this whole bloody year,” she said, and those tears finally welled and spilled over.

Grimacing and trying to hide, she half turned away, but Gabe stopped her with his low, gentle voice. “I’m glad you came here too,” he said. “I had a good time today. I’ll… I’ll see you over the weekend for that walk maybe?”

“I’d love that,” she said, and cuffed the tears off her cheek before turning back to him. “Gabe?” she asked as he pivoted, about to leave.

“Mmm?”

“Is it too forward of me to give you a hug?”

His white teeth flashed in the dark as he laughed quietly and shook his head. “No. I was hoping you might, but I didn’t want to push.”

She could have kissed him for that, but instead she flung her arms around his neck, stretching and leaving him no choice but to put his hands on her waist and hug her back. It didn’t last long, and their bodies barely touched, but he pressed his nose fleetingly against the side of her head and inhaled as if he might never get the chance again, and when she pulled back, his eyes had fluttered closed.

“’Night, Odessa,” he rasped, and strode off into the dark without looking back.

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[stormblessed95]

Another one here offering their two cents on why people might not see JiKook.

I’m sure this has been said before, but I think a lot of people dismiss JiKook on a “shipping is bad” mindset. They think that suspecting JiKook are together is shipping (whether or not that’s true is not my point though) and they fear that assuming things is disrespectful. Which, on it’s own is fine I guess, but I don’t like some of the attitudes these people have. Of course some of them are being hypocritical and will be fine with assuming BTS are with girls, but boys—pfft—impossible! Ludicrous! But even the ones that aren’t, the ones that don’t like assuming BTS are in a relationship with ANYONE—boys or girls, can be annoying.

Another is that they may be having a reaction to shipping culture in general. “Fans ship people all the time, they’re usually wrong, so that must mean that any ‘ship’ is very improbable.” Like: people say this happening all the time, what are the chances that it’s actually true?

There is also another group that tends to be a subset of either one of these or a hybrid of the two (in my mind, in reality it’s probably more complicated, lol). These are the people who are okay with assuming BTS are in relationships with people outside of BTS, but are not okay with assuming any two of the members are dating. Usually because it’s “disrespecting their bond”.

Honestly, shipping culture involving real people is… complicated (especially when some JiKookers don’t even ‘ship’ them in the traditional sense). And adding on the very real possibility that these people might ACTUALLY be in a relationship is just something that some people don’t want to touch with a 10 foot poll. And I get that, I really do, but it really pisses me off how hypocritical and homophobic/heteronormative (even if they don’t intend to be) these people can come off sometimes.

(Also was the free Jimin hashtag you and that anon were discussing the # freejiminfromtaekookers tag? Because I kinda agree. I mean a lot—although, not all—taekookers are also Jimin antis and from what I saw it was subsequently more of a free Jimin from antis tag and not a free Jimin from xyz member because I’m a solo/anti/toxic-shipper/etc. Maybe I’m wrong, though.)

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Hi Owl Anon!

I need to just go ahead and gather these 3 posts into one lol thanks for sharing your thoughts too! Like i said, I think parts of everyone are going to be right with this. Idk if there even is a wrong answer.

And as for the free jimin from tkkrs hashtag. In theory, I agree. But click on the profiles of the people who USE those hashtags. 9 times out of 10, it's going to be people who others would use a free different member from xyz group hashtag on as well. 🤷🏻‍♀️ Nor am i one to think that trending hashtags that lead people back to the hateful comments is actually helpful. In the end, it almost feels preformative. Wouldn't it be better for 11.2K tweets that get that hashtag trending instead had 11.2K reports to said actual Jimin antis. Especially the big ones? Perhaps then they would actually go away and get suspended. So instead of tweeting out hashtags that just give antis attention (which they want) share links to report the antis, send the links in GCs and actually try to get those accounts suspended. If 11.2K reports happened instead of tweets, these big Jimin antis would finally probably get suspended. Hope that makes sense.

[jasminesilk]

Older Sibling Challenge for the Sims 4

A revised version of the Big Sister Challenge, brought to you by @matchacake!

Life has been unkind to you and your younger sibling, leaving you in a situation without proper parents/guardians. In this challenge your teen sim will need to provide for and raise their younger sibling.

Disclaimer: This is NOT an original challenge of mine. All credit for this challenge goes to the creator of the Big Sister Challenge (poballa on Mod The Sims), which you can find here. The original rules were posted in 2015 and we have had quite a bit of content added to the game since, so I thought I would revise the rules for my own gameplay enjoyment. If you are the original creator of this challenge and are also here on tumblr, please send me a message so I can properly credit you! xo

- rules and more info below the cut -

Create the Household:

For this challenge you will need one teen sim and one child sim that are siblings. Any traits are fine.

Your child sim can have any aspiration of your choice EXCEPT social butterfly, as it requires you to make adult friends (you don’t want adults discovering you aren’t living with a legal guardian).

Your teen sim can have any aspiration EXCEPT those that require you to either have a career, become famous, become an adult, or become an occult (not allowed: Master Actor, Public Enemy, Big Happy Family, Super Parent, Successful Lineage, Vampire Family, Master Chef, Master Mixologist, Computer Whiz, Master Vampire, Archaeology Scholar, Spellcraft & Sorcery, Academic, Jungle Explorer, Purveyor of Potions, Renaissance Sim, Soulmate, Eco Innovator, Good Vampire, Joke Star, World-Famous Celebrity).

Both sims can be whatever gender you like.

In the original Big Sister Challenge you were required to also create one or both of their parents, as CAS would not let you leave without an adult in the household. It seems this has since been patched over and teen sims can now live without adults, so this step is no longer necessary. Therefore, creating their parent(s) is optional, though I HIGHLY recommend it for storytelling purposes, especially since this challenge is very story driven.

If you do choose to make their parents, be sure to kill them off before you start the challenge. Get creative and make an interesting backstory for whatever series of unfortunate events leads to your teen and child sim becoming orphans.

Set lifespan to long. I also recommend switching the calendar to 14 days per season, though this is not necessary.

Setting Up the Lot:

If you’ve decided to create the parents, you may move your household into any lot in any world of your choice. Free real estate cheat is allowed for this step if it pertains to your backstory (maybe your teen and child sim come from a wealthy family before the tragic demise of their parents, much like the Baudelaire’s, if you get my reference).

Once you have set up your backstory, move your teen and child to a different world map (you’re starting a new life in a new neighborhood where nobody knows you).

The lot can be any size, but must be completely empty. Keep in mind that your sims are somewhat in hiding from adults/child services and should not be living in a highly visible area.

You may use the live edit objects cheat to landscape the lot.

For extra difficultly, make the lot Off-The-Grid. This is optional.

Take the ashes/graves of your parents with you in your inventory.

Imagine that your sims are only able to take whatever they can carry with them (i.e. a tent, a cooler, a backpack with only a few outfits, 1 skill building item of your choice for your teen sim, and 1 toy for your child sim).

Cheat household funds down to 0 once you are done setting up their camp.

Challenge Goals:

Complete your teen sims aspiration before they become a YA.

Once they age up you can pick any new aspiration you like, including the ones that were previously unavailable. You’re an adult now and are capable of being your younger siblings proper legal guardian.

Complete your child sims aspiration before they become a teen.

Have your younger sibling get an A grade in both elementary school AND high school.

Unlike their older sibling, any and all aspirations are allowed when they age up into a teen. The younger sibling is not required to complete their aspiration before aging up into a YA.

Challenge Rules to Follow:

The older sibling is not allowed to attend school and must focus on providing for their younger sibling.

Part-time jobs are allowed, but you can also make money by scavenging for collectibles, fishing, painting, gardening, writing etc. as long as you are not directly interacting with adult sims. 

I highly recommend making sure whatever neighborhood you move to has an abundance of useful community lots. Gyms, libraries, and even art centers can really come in handy for this challenge!

Once you have saved up 10,000 simoleons you can begin building them a house. Major household items (fridge, stove, toilet etc.) cannot be purchased until you have built a structure (mini fridges, woohoo bushes, and either an outdoor grill or campfire are allowed).

You cannot travel to other worlds until your older sibling becomes a YA.

Your younger sibling must live with you until they are an adult.

Your older sibling may start a career once they age up into a YA if you’d like. Their main focus should still be caring for their younger sibling, however.

Take advantage of the rewards store! The only one you are not allowed for this challenge is the Money Tree as it makes things too easy. You may purchase rewards at any time as long as you have the points for it.

Your main objective is to care for your younger sibling, so make sure their needs are always being met!

I’m currently playing through this challenge myself and will update the rules if I come across any issues. Feel free to message me if you are playing through it and have any questions and/or suggestions! Good luck and happy simming. xo

ps. Use the hashtag #oldersiblingchallenge if you’d like me to see your gameplay! You can also check out mine at the hashtag #yunsiblings over on my blog @matchacake :)