#This was the first pic on Google search too

[batfleckgifs]

[polaroidcats]

If your heart still yearns moodboard (aka if you want to avoid work).... How about prongsfoot moodboard.... 🐶💖🦌

YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND, BAT!! Here you go, I hope you like it!! 💖

[celtrist]

Next thing you'll say is he doesn't have a tail

ref to this pic

EDIT: Just to keep things clear I didn't really think about bringing it up but not everyone's gonna click to see the first picture and might be confused. Alastor was stated to know only a little bit of broken French, the reasoning due to being from New Orleans. Speaking standard French is very much not a thing in New Orleans, so he would logically only know French-Creole. This is very different from the standard French language and a large misconception that people from New Orleans speak regular French. So yes, he does speak some French, just not as well as people make him nor would it, in theory, be the regular French that everyone makes him speak [but I wouldn't put it past the writers to not do that research but maybe I have too little faith in them]. I'm not from New Orleans, I visited it once so it's not like I'm an expert. But I HAVE looked into it and just bothering with one Google search will tell you it's not common and you'll even have a special term called "Louisiana French" pop up. With that all said, these were statements made on years past streams and could've been changed in the official series. However, as of right now, the official statement is that he speaks only a little broken French that should technically be French-Creole if they're going by and that he's from New Orleans to know that language. And again, I don't have a lot of faith in writers to do the research into it being Louisiana French rather than regular French, but now I'm rambling lol This is just a bit of context for this comic so people who were curious can understand it a bit more. And it's totally possible I got something wrong, so feel free to point it out when I do. I just like to dig into the nooks and crannies of information for things :3 2nd EDIT: Just for any future reblogs, I did get somethings incorrect in the above (not surprising), so here's some of the corrections I got:

@mangotangerine: "A tiny nitpick - it would likely be Louisiana Creole, which is one of the French-based Creole languages (Haitian Creole is prob the most well known as it has about 10-12 million speakers vs Louisiana Creole which has around 10,000 due to multiple factors but especially legislation in early 1920s outlawing it). Louisiana French is an umbrella term for the various French dialects/etc in the region (e.g., the dialect Cajun French)." (We actually had a whole conversation in the comments of this post and highly suggest looking down there in case you're interested in learning more!)

@alyssumflowers: "I am from New Orleans and a little bit of a language nerd. You're confusing some things here. Cajun French is a dialect of French. My great grandmother spoke it fluently, my grandfather in pieces.

Louisiana Creole is another language entirely. The word "creole" means mixed and a creole language is basically a mixture of two or more languages. Sort of, it's a linguistics thing. Anyways. Louisiana Creole has next to no speakers left and I've had a hard time trying to find somewhere or someone to learn it from because I really want to." (Always great to hear from someone who has more insider knowledge on the subject! So I wanted to give this it's share due as well, hope you can fine somewhere to learn it! /ᐠ > ˕ <マ ₊˚⊹♡ )

Thank you for the comments! My previous statement still stands about Al probably not speaking normal French, but I wanted these corrections still known and pointed out :3

[n3on-grav3ston3s]

High milestone in my life on the first night of pride month to celebrate

Im sk high i literally understand the concept of the ininity of/to infinity (°° to °° [i couldn't find the actual infinity symbol]), like the quantum math and shit. i literally understand math as a gay (I'm actually bi but i feel really gay rn) now and it's all because of Scott cramer and his vid about school bus safety videos as a tribute to all bus drivers that are like our od the job because of pandeemix

(Sorry for literally a sneeze of punctuation I'm literally on c)oud 69 and i don't care )

IM THORSTY <3

[wombywoo]

Ok! I've finally decided to put together a (somewhat) comprehensive tutorial on my latest art~

Please enjoy this little step-by-step 💁‍♀️

First things first--references!

Now I'm not saying you have to go overboard, but I always find that this is a crucial starting point in any art piece I intend on making. Especially if you're a detail freak like me and want to make it as realistic as possible 🙃

As such, your web browser should look like this at any given point:

Since this is a historical piece, it means hours upon hours of meaningless research just to see what color the socks are, but...again. that isn't, strictly, necessary 😅

Once I've compiled all my lovely ref pics, I usually dump them into a big-ass collage ⬇️

(I will end up not using half of these, alas :'D)

Another reference search for background material, and getting to showcase our models of choice for this occasion~

When picking a reference for an actor or model, the main thing I keep in mind (besides prettiness 🤭) is lighting and orientation. Because I already kinda know what pose I'm gonna go with for this piece, I can look for specific angles that might fit the criteria. I should mention that I am a reference hound, and my current COD actor ref folder looks like this:

Also keep in mind, if you're using a ref that you need to flip, make sure you adjust accordingly. This especially applies to clothing, as certain things like pants zippers and belt buckles can be quite specific ☝️

Now that we've spent countless hours googling, it's time to start with a rough sketch:

It doesn't have to be pretty, folks, just a basic guideline of where you want the figures to be.

The next step is to define it more, and I know this looks like that 'how to draw an owl' meme, but I promise--getting from the loose sketch above to below is not that difficult.

Things to keep in mind are--don't go too in-depth with the details, because things are still subject to change at this point. In terms of making a suitable anatomically-correct sketch, I would suggest lots of studying. This doesn't even have to be things like figure drawing, I genuinely look at people around me for inspiration all the time. Familiarize yourself with the human form, and things like weight, proportions, posing will seem a little more feasible.

It's also important at this stage to consider your composition. Remember to flip the canvas frequently to make sure you're not leaning to one side too often. I'm sure something can be said for the spiral fibonacci stuff, which I don't really try to do on purpose, but I think keeping things like symmetry and balance in mind is a good start ✌️

Next step is just blocking in the figures. Standard. No fuss 👍

Now onto the background!

It's frankly hilarious how many people thought I was *hand-drawing* these maps and stuff 😂😂 I cannot even begin to comprehend how insanely difficult that would be. So yeah, we're just taking the lazy copy and paste way out 🤙

I almost always prepare my backgrounds first, and this is mostly to get a general color scheme off the bat. For collage work, it's really just a matter of trial and error, sticking this here, slapping this there, etc. I like to futz around with different overlay options until I've found a nice arrangement. Advice for this is just--go nuts 🤷‍♀️

Next, I add a few color adjustments. I tend to make at least 2 colors pop in an art piece, and low and behold, they usually tend to be red and blue ❤️💙There's something about warm/cool vibes, idk man..

Now we move on to coloring the figures. This is just a basic block and fill, not really defining any of the details yet.

Next, we add some cursory values. Sloppy airbrush works fine, it'll look better soon I promise 🙏

And now--rendering!

I know a lot of beginner artists are intimidated by rendering, and I can totally understand why. It's just one of those things you have to commit to 💪

I've decided to show a brief process of rendering our dear Johnny's face here:

Starting off, I usually rely on the trusty airbrush just to get some color values going. Note--I've kept my sketch layer on top, but feel free to turn it on and off as you work, so as to not be too bound to the sketch. For now, it's just a guideline.

This next stage may look like a huge jump, but it's really just adding more to the foundation. I try to think of it like putting on make-up in a way~ Adding contours, accentuating highlights. This is also where I start adding in more saturation, especially around areas such as ears, nose and lips. Still a bit fuzzy at this point, but that's why we keep adding to it 💪

A boy has appeared! See--now I've removed most of the line layer, and it holds up on its own. I'll admit that in order to achieve this realistic style, you'll need lots and lots of practice and skill, which shouldn't be discouraging! Just motivate yourself with the prospect of getting to look at pretty men for countless hours 🙆‍♀️

I'll probably do a more in-depth explanation about rendering at some point, but let's keep this rolling~

Moving forward is just a process of adding to the figures bit by bit. I do lean towards filling in each section from top to bottom, but you can feel free to pop around to certain parts that appeal to you more. I almost always do the faces first though, because if they end up sucking, I feel less guilty about scrapping it 😂 But no--I think he's pretty enough to proceed 😚

They're coming together now 🙆‍♀️ Another helpful tip--make sure you reuse color. By that, I mean--try to incorporate various colors throughout your piece, using the eyedropper tool to keep a consistent palette. I try to put in bits of red and blue where I can

Here they are fully rendered! Notice I've made a few subtle changes from the sketch, like adjusting the belt buckles because I made a mistake 😬 Hence why you shouldn't put too much stock in your initial sketch~

The next step is more of a stylistic choice, but I usually go over everything with an outline, typically in a bright color like green. Occasionally, I can just use my initial line layer, but for this, I've made a brand new, cleaner line 👍

And the final step is adjusting the color and adding some text:

Tada!! It's done!

All in all, this took me the better part of a week, but I have a lot of free time, so yeah ✌️

I hope you appreciated that little walkthrough~ I know people have been asking me how I do my art, but the truth is--I usually have no clue how to explain myself 😅 So have this half-assed tutorial~

As a bonus, here is a cute (cursed) image of Johnny without his mustache:

A baby, a literal infant child !!! who put this wee bairn on the front lines ??! 😭

Anyway! peace out ✌️

[blorbocedes]

let me take you guys on a journey. one that will help you understand how annoyingly obsessive and hung up my brain can get......

so here is where our wild goose chase starts. I was going through a 2012 f1 blog's nico tag. it's actually pretty rare for early 2010s blogs to have comprehensive tagging systems so whenever I find one I try to go thru it all. and I come across this v cute nico image (cropped for posterity. payoff will be worth it promise)

here we have a picture, from 2012, and in classic 2012 fashion there is meme text on it. OP of the original pic deactivated. so I want to find the version without the meme text. pretty easy, just reverse google search right?

WRONG!

google reverse search is functionally dead and defunct and absolutely dogshit.

ok back to square one. I'm trying to sus out from whatever information I have.

the other meme watermark of f1humour.tumblr.com? deactivated.

okay 37 notes. maybe I can do something with this.

tumblr kind of breaks (?) with very old posts. so even if someone tagged it, I can't see it. ok but 14 people liked it!

of the 14 accounts only 7 actually show, including mine. so what I do is I go through 6 of those blogs, and their public archives because those accounts are all inactive for several YEARS now. and I check their blogs for April 2012.

no luck.

back to the drawing board.

the meme has a MOTORSPORT.COM watermark.

here's all the information I have: this was posted on April 24th, 2012, which means that's my upper limit on the date this could be taken. Nico got in Mercedes in 2010. So from anywhere between 2010-2012 motorsport images couldve taken this pic.

so, because I was born with excessive intelligence, I think hmmm... let me search the archives of Motorsport Images dot com. surely that is where Motorsport dot com would keep their Images.

two years of a racing driver's pictures means thousands of pictures. okay. let's start from April 2012. unfortch for keen eyed listening, April 2012 was also the Chinese Grand Prix aka Nico's first f1 win.

why is that relevant? because it means every photographer and their MOTHER took a picture of nico for his first win. over 900+ images.

while I am exhibiting extremely unemployed levels of behavior here, I don't actually have the time and brain capacity to sift through 900 images.

I go back to the original tumblr post. this time I go to the empty reblogs. there's lots!

but because there's no tags it can't help me. still I go through every one of them because you can see the blog I found the pic from @the-fastest-waffle is listed in the other reblogs even though they clearly had tags!

and I find my silver lining. from @fuckyeahf1drivers's tags

just this simple. #bahrain #lol

if this picture is from bahrain 2012 it changes everything, as in it narrows my search a shit tonne.

375 images. This means 1-15 pages and I know the exact picture I'm looking for. I feel like I'm SO close. I can't give up now. gambler mentality 💎

so I guess what. I go through all 15 goddamn pages. and I DONT FIND IT!!!!!!!!! SCREEEEEECH

now I've lost hope. if it's not from bahrain 2012 then it can be from anywhere from 2010-2012 taken by motorsport.com which is just too big a search. there isn't anything I can narrow it down with. my search is futile.

but I have one tiny little thought bugging my mind. how come motorsport images don't have the motorsport.com watermark... so I consult a fellow archivist @vegasgrandprix on the matter.

WE AS A SOCIETY NEED TO ADDRESS WHY MOTORSPORT.COM AND MOTORSPORT IMAGES.COM HAVE THE SAME FONT

finally. finally

I go on motorsport.com

which is actually kind of not super user friendly interface finding their pics if you have excessive intelligence like I do. I go into this knowing if the bahrain 2012 long shot is actually NOT when that picture is from, I'm fucked.

I filter and say a prayer.

and lo and behold.

salvation.

one person's singular tag of 'bahrain 2012 lol' led me down this spiral, where if it wasn't for that bit of information this would be lost forever because finding the version of the pic without the meme text is otherwise near impossible. google reverse search is no help, and f1 drivers simply get photographed way too much. reblogs + tags with context literally are a holy grail. this is what I imagine archaeologists feel like. so if you ever want someone 12 years after you've posted something to go down finding out, tag your posts accordingly (assuming tumblr survives the next decade)

so why did I do it? why did I spend hours of my life on this? cause it's fun. it's like a mystery and it itches at my skin. many times I'm not successful which is why the times I am feels so rewarding because it feels almost like detective work, finding and refinding something, overturning evidence. and I have a brain that just functions Like This.

and now for the fruit of my labour, if you guys still want to see. the picture I spent hours to find the original version of. sitting proudly at the time of posting at 9 notes 😌😌 here's what goes behind actually finding and archiving 2010s retired f1 drivers online. click below!

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[thecapricunt1616]

BlueBell (c.b. one-shot)

𝓢𝓷𝓲𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓽 (𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓑𝓣𝓒): When Mikey killed himself.. it was easy to say you were a mess. Mikey was the one who coaxed you through Carmys leaving, letting you know it was ok, that he was just ‘bein’ a lil’ bitch’ and he’d come to his senses soon enough. But he didn’t. And Mikey got sicker. And no matter how much you tried, how many times you called Carmy after a hard shift, or after stumbling into Mikey in the back freezer with a fucking disposable tourniquet tied around his arm, nodding off, begging Carmy to come home through your tears. Pleading, sobbing into the phone for minutes at a time that his brother was fucking killing himself - you never got a call back. 

♡ O/S Inspo: Bluebell - Luck, truth and friendship. Incorporate into rituals to comfort those left behind and ease their sorrow. ♡ Summary: Your childhood best friend comes back to Chicago to take over the restaurant that had caused a rift in your friendship, and wants to make it better. ♡ W/C: 4.6K ♡ Posted Date: 05/26/2024 ♡ A/N: Heyyyyy!! Here is my technically second request for my 200 follower celebration that can be found ♡ Here ♡ based on this request from an anon :) please get your requests in folks! This celebration will be running Today (05/26/24) to next Sunday 06/02/24! I am still working on my first request (First date w/ Carmy) the writing bug just bit me in the butt for this one and I haven't ever written for childhood best friend Carmy it was very fun!!! Anyhoot- I hope you enjoy :D ♡ Warnings for BTC: Angsty (but comfort too!) Not edited, No use of y/n (reader is referred to as 'squish'), No use of skin colors / descriptions for reader (pics are for purely vibes!), Typical TW's that come w/ TB (speaking of suicide and all that), reader feels nauseous but never throws up!oh and not all that edited woopsieee haha sorry yall know the drill btp

♡ 𝐌𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ♡ ➵ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ♡ ➵ 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 ♡ ➵ 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 / 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 ♡ ➵ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 ♡

You had known Carmy a long time. Too long, was what you’d have said when he first moved back to Chicago. He kept in touch with you up until he left, and then it was simply every time your google search alert went off, you got a warmth in your chest knowing he’d accomplished something else. 

It felt strange, not talking to him every day. You'd had a huge fight before he’d ran off to Paris all alone. That was what baffled you, Carmy and alone - didn’t go in the same sentence usually. All middle school, all high school - he was glued to your side. Any time he needed a new assignment because he lost his, you’d go up for him and ask the teacher for a new one. When he needed to return an overdue library book, you’d face the librarian, claiming he’d forgot it at your house and you were too lazy to bring it in until then. Even going up in the fucking lunch line - he literally gave you his lunch pin so he didn’t have to face anyone unnessisarily. 

He’d meet you in the back of the football bleachers, cigarette between his lips that he’d throw out as soon as he saw you (he took to heart how you despised the habit- and he strongly disliked disappointing you) but with a mother, older brother, father, and older sister that smoked nearly a pack a day? He was doomed to pick it up himself. 

“I heard this mornin’ it was-“ 

“Chicken patty’s” you grimace handing him over the foil covered sandwich. “I didn’t get the fries - the geese are gonna have heart failure cus’a’you” you teased, opening your own and digging the 6 crumpled ketchup packets from your pocket, handing him 2 (you got the extra to wolf down the public school garbage because you made the walk up to the line, and all the way outside for him) 

“They deserve a little happiness y’know?! N-no worse than bread- vegetables are healthy!” He teased, taking the sandwich and muttering a little “Ugh” as he unwrapped it and smeared the 2 packets under the bun before closing it. “After school you wanna go T-T’the restaurant w’me?” He took a big bite. It was shit but it was something that got us through the grueling, sticky Chicago spring schoolday. 

“Mmhm” you hummed “parents outta town- Y’can sleep over if you want after. “ you nudge his hip with your own playfully. He’d been content with staying home lately, for whatever reason, but you wanted your Carmy time back. You’d figured you’d give it one more try 

“Uh-“ he started and you took a deep breath, eyes fixed on your dirty old black and white converse “N-Nat needs help w-with-“ 

“Save it” you snip, leaning against the bleachers and staring out at the pond next to the soccer field. He’d been doing this for the past months, when he used to be at your house every day, making up stupid games together and showing you how to cook his family's favorite recipes- lately, he’d just been going straight home after school and didn’t tell you why. 

“H-Hey-“ he reached out, touching your arm gently and you jerked it away. While his touch used to be comforting, now it felt like it burnt. You’d been having a crush on him for years and it felt like the ultimate knife to the gut he couldn’t see it, and didn’t reciprocate it. It hurt even worse it felt like your best friend in the whole wide world (and your only friend) had recently started ignoring you.

“Just don’t, Carmen.” You muttered, taking another bite of your sandwich. “Gotta get t’health.” You said after a few beats of silence, heading back to the school. It was one of the 2 classes once a week you didn’t have together due to your last names, and usually the worst periods of the week. But this time, it felt like a relief. 

That was the last time you’d ever met him for lunch. 3 months before the end of your senior year, and 7 years of being attached at the hip somehow fizzled to nothing more then longing glances in the hallway, and staring eachother down at graduation. 

Your mom and dad were ultimately confused when you told them you wanted to leave as soon as you’d walked the stage, not caring in the least to go to Carmys grad party - and that confused them even more. It just turned into a bratty screaming match started by your teen self, telling them how they had to ‘butt out of your life’ and to ‘Mind their own stupid business!!!’ Even though they were just concerned you were now completely ignoring the boy they had taken in as a son, and were giving him the cold shoulder when since the sixth grade the two of you had been nothing short of inseparable. 

Then - when you had started working at The Beef - as a favor for Mikey, when he had called - asking if you needed a job your first summer off from college, of course you said yes. And then Carmy took that news…. Worse then you could have ever thought. 

The fight you had the night he’d found out in the back alley of The Beef was burned into your memory since it happened. The angry accusations of you ‘having a crush on his older brother and wanting to fuck him since you were in school’ or ‘trying to weasel your way back into his life when he’d made it clear he hated that you were so ‘obsessed’ with him’ it had literally made you throw up in frustration and sadness and utter disbelief when he stomped off, face red and veins bulging in anger. 

The 5 words though that were seared into your brain ‘How fucking could you?, squish?!’ nearly choking on your childhood name, Tears streaming down his flushed pink cheeks. You never knew it would hurt him so badly that you worked at The Beef, you truly thought you were just doing a good favor for a man who was a big brother to you. Not betraying your best friend in the world, the boy you’d loved for so many years. 

You’d tried calling Carmy, only to be met with the generic voicemail message each and every time. Tears rolled down your cheeks as you wished him well, told him how much you missed him, missed your stupid inside jokes - you missed your bear. 

When Mikey killed himself.. it was easy to say you were a mess. Mikey was the one who coaxed you through Carmys leaving, letting you know it was ok, that he was just ‘bein’ a lil’ bitch’ and he’d come to his senses soon enough. But he didn’t. And Mikey got sicker. And no matter how much you tried, how many times you called Carmy after a hard shift, or after stumbling into Mikey in the back freezer with a fucking disposable tourniquet tied around his arm, nodding off, begging Carmy to come home through your tears. Pleading, sobbing into the phone for minutes at a time that his brother was fucking killing himself - you never got a call back. 

The day Carmy had come home, well - the day he started working at the beef. You were there early, per usual. You liked the 6-3:30 shift as you were out before the busiest time of day, and had maintained this shift since college. You had your degrees, you were going to be leaving after you’d graduated to start a real adult life instead of slinging stupid beef sandwiches for less-than-favorable pay - and then Mikey died. And you were the only one who knew how to do the books at the beef, before you taught Natalie. 

It wasn’t a surprise that Mikey was laundering money through the place, but what was a surprise was he left the place to his idiot little brother who’d abandoned his whole entire family to go do his stupid Executive chef-de-bullshit while everyone drowns in Chicago without him. You highly doubted that he would be able to manage the moving of money Mikey had taught you, but Nat was the only sister you’d ever known- so when she sobbed to you after mike died and she found out it was left to Carmy, and begged you to teach him how everything works- you couldn’t deny your big sis.  

“S-squish?” You heard behind you, and you nearly dropped the entire pan of beef you’d chopped into the large pan you were holding to marinate for the day. Your heart felt like it had been replaced with a hummingbird and its wings were beating so hard against your chest you were sure if you turned he would see it in your throat.

“Uh-“ you started, deciding it was better to not look at him, since tears would likely spring to your eyes. What did he look like in real life now? Was he really so…big? Was he really no longer that skinny, awkward little bear you once knew? “N-no one really calls me that- anymore…only Richie.” You grabbed the bowl of pre chopped onions that you’d grabbed from the fridge, tearing off the plastic wrap that had yesterdays date written on it, crumpling it up and dumping the vegetables over the meat before grabbing the bowl of chopped green peppers and doing the same. 

“So I can’t call y’the name I gave you?” He chides, that old edge of playfulness to his tone you missed so much. It made your heart clench. 

“The last person to use that regular was your brother” you said and that quickly shut him up as you mixed together the meat and veggies with a large spoon after adding the pre made spice mix, the last of the pre made spice mix that Mikey had left, tears brimming your eyes at the realization, shaking your head a bit hoping to will them away. 

“Fuck” he said, barely audible. There was a sadness to his tone, easily picked up by you. This was your first love. How could you not remember every single thing about him?! “Squish I’m-“ 

“Just save it. You’re here to work, right?” You looked back at him finally, and your breath nearly got caught in your throat. He was so… tall. You always teased him that he was just a late bloomer, and would grow into himself just like Mikey did - but he would constantly deny it and tell you he’d just be stuck being ‘a shrimp’ forever.

But fuck had he grown. And he has grown well. He finally grew into his nose, which you wanted to immediately poke fun at him for, his lips were still the same pouty thin ones you’d remembered - but his body. It made your mouth water. 

You’d seen it once, as he’d seen yours. You were sophomores in high school, awkward, fumbling teens that agreed to lose your virginity together. But back then he was lanky, hairless, soft. Now? He was a full grown man. 

“Mmhmm” he hummed, sounding like a child scolded but you could barely recognize the tone of his voice now that you’ve met his face. A man. 

“Carmen” you said softly and his eyes met yours again, recognizing the tears in them 

“Don’t cry, squish” he said just above a whisper, “M’sorry…” he admitted, carefully reaching up and thumbing away your tears. 

“Oh Carm” you broke down, dropping the spoon you were holding onto the bowl and practically collapsing into his arms in choked sobs. 

“I know” he said quietly, gently petting your hair just like he did when you were little. 

“He’s dead Carm, where were you? Where the fuck were you? I called you, Bear! He was sick!” you sobbed mercilessly into his shirt, letting everything out you held in at the funeral to maintain your cool for Donna and Sugar since they were blubbering messes.. You could hear the thick tears in his voice when he whispered a strained 

“I’m so fuckin’ sorry, Squishy- So sorry” 

Your little moment was interrupted though, by a small voice - 

“Hi! Hey- uh..Hello- sorry- I was um…I got a call - yesterday, about an interview, for an um- a Sous position?” your head shot up from Carmys shoulder, seeing a tall brown-skinned girl with braids smiling awkwardly,  eyes flickering between you and Carm, clearly looking uncomfortable. You would be too, you realized - if you walked in to your supposed-to-be interview, to see your potential boss being cried on by one of his employees.

“Shit- uh” he pulled away quickly, walking up to her and extending a hand. You decided to go to the back of the kitchen to the changing area to have a few swigs from your water bottle and calm down. You didn’t need to relish in the sting that was him dropping you so fast for another girl, even if you were short staffed and you did need the help.

You shook your head, wiping over your tears and taking a few large gulps of water. Teach him how to move the money, and quit. Thats all you have to do, easy right? 

No.

Not at all, actually- fucking impossible. 

Carmen had been bad at math, horrible at it  - actually, so teaching him how to run the books - with Richies explicit instructions to not make him aware his Uncle and Brother were washing blood money through the restaurant - so to try and explain why the electric costed 120K a month for a hole in the wall like The Beef was getting frustrating, because when Carmy didn’t understand something- he asked never ending questions until he got it. Thats what had you and Carmy, sitting in the back office together at nearly 8 PM, going over the books for what felt like the millionth time.

“So - so the General electric, lets go over one more time squish - I’m still.. Why would Mike have done that? An-an’ why we payin f’r a system that y’say isn’t workin’ anymore? Cant we just like- negotiate? Ask uncle jimmy t’fix it?” he tapped his pencil on the desk absentmindedly as he looked over the spiral notebook you’d written the monthly ‘bills’ on, trying to explain it to him without giving away anything he didn’t need to know like Richie instructed.

You groaned, rubbing over your face frustratedly and rubbing your temples. He was gonna give you a migraine asking these same god-damn questions. “Bear- i’m tired- my shift ended like…four hours ago! I was supposed to be on a facetime date” you groan, dragging your hands down your cheeks dramatically.

“The hell is a facetime date?” he asked, that gigglyness in his voice he’d take on when he was making fun of you when you were little.

“You lost the privilege of fucking with me when you ran away” you look over at him, a frown unknowingly etched in your features.

He met your eyes, biting at his lip the way he did, blinking a few too many times as he looked down at your lips before meeting your eyes again. “I never was running from you, squish” he said, his voice taking on that softness you fucking hated because you loved it so much.

“Yeah? Sure fucking felt like it- and for your information, a facetime date is a date you do when someone isn’t close enough to go on a real date. So…yeah. Anyway- like I said - the arcade costs-” he cut you off

“So…where’s this guy live?” he questioned. “You really can’t date a guy in Chicago? Y’gotta go f’r long distance?” he asked, a little smirk on his face. The kind that would have had you wanting to crash your lips into his when you were teens, but now it just made you want to cry at all the lost time, what you could have been if you just told him you’d loved him that night, that the reason you accepted the job was so that hed fucking look at you again. 

“Why the fuck does it matter to you? You stopped giving a fuck about me - what, Tell me fancy pants CDC? How long has it been since you gave a fuck” You got up, grabbing your jacket. “Like I fucking said, Carmen, My shift ended hours ago. I’ve explained this to you multiple times. If you’re still too focused on Paris, or- or Copenhagen - Or fucking Noma- to not understand how to run your familys piece of shit? Isn’t that what you called it- huh? Why don’t you go and ask the fucking sibling you have left how to do it, yea? She’s been trying to call you, We all were- but it’s not like you give a fuck- like I said- figure it out, Bear- and consider this my formal fucking 2 weeks. I’m done in this shithole” you threw your wadded up apron at his chest and slammed the office door shut behind you, stomping off to the lockers to gather your things and go the hell home. 

The next week and a half of work felt much like high school. You and Carmy were in the same exact room, forced to work together most of the time - but not a word was exchanged that wasn't absolutely necessary between the two of you. It wasn’t until the night before your last day, he was brave enough to say something to you. It was after closing, you’d picked up a double since 2 line cooks had called out and you already knew how to hold up pace without any training. You could use the money anyway, the pay was absolute garbage - the only reason you ever put up with it was because Michael was family to you. “So uh…” Carmy starts as he put on his plaid coat, shoving his work clothes in his backpack “How was y’r um… facetime date?” he asked, shoving in his chefs clogs last before zipping the bag shut.

You bit your lip, continuing to fill your tote bag with the remainders from your locker. You wanted to just leave as soon as the clock struck 3:30 tomorrow and never look back, forget Carmen was ever a part of your life. Being around him again brought back that sharp ache deep in your chest that you’d picked up in school when you began ignoring eachother, for why? You cant even remember- other then him shrugging you off to hang out that one last time, and you ignoring him the rest of that week, and it just kept going. You realized the first you’d spoken since then was his first day back, and you couldn’t get that fact out of your head. 

“He never texted me back so- yeah” you folded up a pair of work jeans, shoving them in the bag

“Oh- shit- m’sorry, squish. Guys can be real assholes” he replied. And while you know it was supposed to be friendly and him just trying to console you, It really just pissed you off. 

“Yeah- You would know” you grate quietly, continuing to pack your bag. He frowned in that cure Carmy way, shutting his locker and putting his backpack on his shoulder. Luckily the two of you were the only ones there tonight, so no one had to be present for you unpleasant bickering.

“Are you ever gonna hear me out? Er’ you’re just gonna freeze me out forever?” he asked, his voice laced with genuine hurt. But you couldn’t help but laugh coldly, shaking your head.

“Freeze you out? Freeze you out? Well if this week has been anything like the past few years? I hope it feels half as shit as I’ve felt. Glad you’re finally getting the message, I want nothing to do with you. I don’t stay where i’m not wanted, plus- aren’t I just a whore who took a job to make passes at your older brother- who by the fucking way was literally nearly 10 years older then us? That is just…gross Carmy! Mikey was as much an older brother, a fucking protector as he was to you, and to Nat- as he was to me- I loved you! I fucking loved you, Carmy! And you-” You took a shaking breath, turning to look at him and he was pale as a ghost at your admission.

“And you froze me out first, you- you stopped calling, in school carmen all those fucking years ago? You stopped, and - and when I didn’t come to the bleachers you didn’t try to find me! You just-” you met his eyes once again but couldn’t find them as they were squeezed shut and that 17 year old was right back in front of you, nervously shaking his hand and tears streaming down his cheeks. “Fuck- Bear I didn’t mean t-” 

“D-Don’t” he brushed past you, the familiar smell of smoke and pine and sandalwood hitting your nose, the same Cologne Mikey wore. 

“Carmy” you rushed after him as he made a b-line for the office. 

“You’re right, Squish- go home” he rasped, his voice thick with tears and regret. Your heart broke in that moment. Your chest also bubbled with anger, because - you were right?!

“I’m right?” you asked and he sniffled, attempting to shut the door on you but you shoved it open “Look at me - Look at me and fucking tell me that you meant what you said Carmen!” he sat at the desk, burrying his face in his hands and rubbing over it. 

“Just fuck off Squish! I mean it- go!” He was getting louder now, but there it was again, Squish.

“If you meant what you said- call me by my name” You challenge, nudging his sneaker to get his attention, just how you did when his head would be down in english class when he didn’t want to be noticed so he wasnt picked to read out loud.

“What?” he looked up at you finally, his big blue eyes red and tear stained, rims watery and long sandy colored lashes clinging to stray smaller tears. He looked so sad, and you thought again for the first time since he left that night all those years ago, that you wanted to kiss those tears away.

“You- you keep calling me squish” you shrug a bit “If you really mean what you said - if- if you think I got this job to whore around with Michael?! Call me by my real name. The name the rest of the staff call me- the name people who aren’t a fuckin’ Bear call me.” you challange, a lump growing in your throat as he stared you down.

“Did you mean it?” He asked, voice just barely above a whisper. You knew exactly what he meant, and you were pretty sure your heart was gonna fly out of your throat any second- or you were gonna throw up all over the floor and embarrass yourself - 50/50 

“You- you go first, I asked first” You said and he ran a hand through his hair, greasy from the day before digging in his pocket and pulling out a spare quarter 

“Heads er’ tails?” he asked, and you couldnt help but crack a tiny smile. This- this was normal. In high school, when you’d both ask eachother a question and neither wanted to answer first - even though technically the person who asked first should be the first to get an answer, you both decided to let the universe decide who’d be the first to get an answer.

“You gotta be kidding- you remember that?” You leaned on the desk and he looked up at you, panic mostly gone from his eyes and you knew you still had your bear-taming charm as Mikey called it when you were kids, since you were the only other person to be able to calm Carmy down.

“Are you kidding? I remember everything” he retorts “I call heads then” he flipped it and you gasp, smile growing a bit and you nudge his knee with yours, the gesture causing warmth to flood his cheeks as he flips the coin 

“I thought it’s always ladies first?” you teased and he flipped it on to his hand, keeping it covered. 

“Y’re too slow” he cracked a small smile, before revealing the quarter was heads side up and looking up at you expectantly. That heartbeat that could also be vomit reappeared, and your chest got tight. 

“Yes” you said simply, realizing you’d said loved - not love, not a current state of being, even though it never really went away. When he came back that first day, and you were right back to using all your old coded language and laughing over old jokes - you’d realized the love never really died, you’d just shoved it down as deep as it could go.

“Of course I didn’t mean that bullshit, Squish. I was….so fuckin stupid- I was - I am a fuckin idiot. I- I changed my fuckin number and I didn’t bother to load my contacts cause…I thought you hated me - But I- I never stopped…” he met your eyes again. 

Oh god, your heart was really coming out of your throat right now

“Never stopped….loving me? You- you loved me?” you asked bravely, feeling as if you might pass out - or die - or both if he said no. 

He nodded silently, his gaze fixed on the floor ever so shyly, Classic Carmy, the Cowardly Bear

“Well- which- which is it?” you asked, you weren’t going to let his shyness cheat you out of a real answer.

“I- um…I never stopped” he finally met your eyes.

You felt as if you still may pass out, or die, or both at this admission. 

Instead of that though, you leaned in, cupping his stubbly cheeks. His breath hitched, so did yours - you weren’t even sure you were breathing, the last time you’d been this close was - well, Sophomore year of high school , when you both vowed to never speak of it again, since you were both unsure how the other felt - and much too shy to say anything about it in case of rejection or being viewed as ‘weird’ by one another. You leaned in, the smell of cigarettes and mint on his breath from the gum he would chew instead of eating on meal breaks after a cigarette. 

His eyes fluttered shut “I’ve thought about this every day” he whispers, breath fanning your lips gently. You rest your forehead on his, closing your eyes and your noses bumped sweetly. “Can I please kiss you?” he asked, his voice soft and wanting. 

“You don’t have to ask” you said and leaned in, finally meeting his lips. He pulled you closer, you were practically on his lap. It felt as natural as falling into bed at the end of a long day moving your lips with his, your fingers easily finding his curls and combing out the little knots from the day, causing him to groan softly into your mouth. You smiled a bit, straddling his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck. 

You sighed in relief as he wrapped his arms around your waist, slipping his tongue over your bottom lip, you hummed- opening for him and moaning softly as he ran his tongue over yours, enjoying your taste as well as you were enjoying his. He was the same as you remembered, you’d fantasized about doing this with him again every time you got off - or just every time you were daydreaming in general. You weren’t sure who broke the kiss first, but you both needed to breathe, so it was for the best.

“I still love you, too”

[notaorbital]

hi I really like your mb and I'm new here. Do u have any suggestions or tips to make mb? like where did u get the pics and the captions.

𝓜oodboards: a guide for beginner blogs!

I decided to bring here a small tutorial that can help other blogs that are starting out and still have questions that need clarification, with tips and links that you may need. I wrote this from my point of view of creating moodboards and I tried to be as brief as possible in my explanation, there may be errors in English as I'm not fluent in that language and everything here was translated using Google Translate, any questions you can contact me via asks or by message.

how do I find pics for moodboards?

Pinterest is where you will find most images for moodboards, so create a Pinterest board just for these images, separating them into subboards for each color or aesthetic to make it easier.

Some blogs leave the link to their Pinterest accounts in pinneds or in the carrd, you can follow them and save the pics they published on the app in your boards, this will influence the Pinterest algorithm so that they recommend more of the type of images you want.

You can also search on Pinterest for the aesthetic and color you want (coquette pink aesthetic, cottagecore aesthetic, y2k, etc.).

how to make moodboards + tips:

Well, it's not such a complicated thing for me. I generally make moodboards with 6 or 9 images, taking inspiration from the moodboards of other blogs that I admire, so I can get an idea of ​​how to make the captions and how to position the photos in a way that matches them.

To make it easier, first I create the moodboard and then I look for an icon of a kpop idol that can match the aesthetics and color of the moodboard. The reverse can also be done: first choose an icon and make a moodboard for that image, paying attention to the color palette and tonality (and for some reason, for me it's better to create moodboards in Tumblr's light mode instead of dark mode)

When I finish the moodboard, I add the caption, the hashtags (which will be very important for your post to reach other people) and maybe a divider. You can find these dividers on other blogs or by searching for "dividers" on Tumblr.

If you want to split a photo into two or more images, use this site.

how to create captions:

To make the captions, I use parts of songs that I like or that I found searching on Pinterest for "Spotify song lyrics", but they can also be album or song names, movie names, a phrase you thought, etc. The symbols you will put in the caption can be found on this website or just by searching for "symbols", "kpop symbols", "kaomojis" on tumblr.

If you want to use a different font for the letters, there are these two websites (01 and 02). And to change the color, there are also these two tutorials (01 and 02).

what to do to make your blog "popular":

Add popular hashtags that relate to the content you are posting. If you use almost the same tags as other big blogs, your posts will have more reach. Posting frequently and your account looking nice and organized helps too.

Ask several other popular blogs to promote your account. This was very important for my profile to grow in the number of followers and engagement.

Join the events that some blogs do, as they offer good prizes like reblogs if you win. And remember to have patience, as it often takes a while to get good engagement on Tumblr.

[idontknowreallyidontcare]

Husband!König has many piercings, some he regrets some he admires himself from getting.

Getting in military after many years of bullying gave him lots of confidence, you can see it. From his lines in game you can understand how cocky and sure of himself he is. He’s a colonel now yes, but he was younger too. I believe he got to hookup more from his 19’s to his late 20’s, this gave him a possibility to discover himself, what he liked and to actually explore himself as a young adult. I believe he has had a brow piercing, the hole almost totally closed because he decided it was too risky keeping one on the field (image he actually rips it off because it gets stuck in something;-; ewwww) He just took it off and never really thought about putting it back in.

Classic but I do image him having a tongue piercing. Like listen, we know König eats pussy for pleasure, he would be okay with only feasting on your pussy for the rest of his life if he could choose to. So ofc, when he started to watch porn and noticed many actors having piercings, and how hot il looked while they ate pussy, he just went with it and got one. The fact that he actually went to a piercer instead of just asking Nikto for help by sticking a mf needle in his tongue and risking an infection, is actually pure luck, because our König is also a proud mf, he takes pride in being good at anything, And why wouldn’t he be able to stick a needle in his own tongue alone! (Thank god Nikto was the one to persuade him, he would’ve gotten an infection).

NOW, König has a big cock, we all know it, he knows it, everyone knows it. And how can his big attributes be highlighted if not by some downstairs piercings??? He’s got one on his tip, unfortunately removed due to the discomfort it gave him by constantly rubbing against his TOO TIGHT pants (whore). BUT DONT BE SAD! He once stumbled across a stack of porn magazines, they were old fashioned ones, probably from late 90’s, depicting naked man and women on each and every page (lol ofc they were porn magazine.)

A model in particular captured his attention, his soft dick resting on the side of a thigh, he could see the small piercings along the under part. Thank god König is also a tech genius, he works with advanced technology every day, so a silly and fast google search brings him to what he is looking for, that strange piercing’s name. Yes everyone, a Jacob’s ladder ;). He’s got one, his dick all hot and bothered form the moment he saw that model’s picture, because he was sure that it would feel SO GOOD to be inside a nice hot pussy, feeling how after each and every thrust the piercings would drag around the insides of a girl, making a moaning mess out of her.

Yes he got one, and he was very careful with it, König is a pretty clean lad, he may not have a skincare, may not use fancy lotions and shampoos, but he knows his routine, he keeps himself clean, even more now that he got the piercings. Well I think he got them in his 30’s, he was already mature enough to understand if he could or couldn’t take care of such an important body modification, and he went for it. He got it done when he knew he’d have the most time off from work, where he knew he could spent at least a few months outside the base and actually be able to care for the wound. Very sexy mature choice woof woof bark bark snarl gnawn

He has a failed lip piercing guys, if got ripped off when a bullet hit his face and scarred a bit of his lips, destiny wanted for the bullet to be deviated exactly by his lip piercing. He’s got a bit of a trauma now, refusing to get another one, but still grateful that the first one kinda saved his life and his face from the possibility of a fucking hole being planted inside of it. He was so sexy too, you have seen a pic (yes a pic, I never see anyone talking about how they actually have technology incorporated in their lives! They take pics guys! Like boomers probably, but they do!) you may try to convince him to get one again, and who knows, maybe he’ll actually consider, but only because YOU asked!! Image now the contrast of his tongue piercing and his lip one while he eats you out, woof woof bark, I’d faint.

[yenonnoff]

TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE! 35. wait a minute, you what?!

masterlist ⌒☆ previous ⌒☆ next

fun facts:

jolie and atsumu both want to be more than friends with the person they're respectively in love with. however, they're too afraid of the consequences to risk everything they currently have.

the main cast likes to play rock paper scissors to determine who pays for small things like snacks etc. (they're all rich so who cares 😜)

^ jolie pays for most things though. even if people don't ask, she'll buy stuff randomly during break and give it to her co-stars or staff members.

atsumu is so pathetic i enjoyed making him like that

“4 7 8 technique or smth i think” he’s lying, he doesn’t think, he knows for sure. he went to do a quick google search and came back with that in hopes of impressing y/n. 💀💀💀

jolie has short hair btw LMAO

when jolie said it'll be the first time she's partying with the cast, she's mostly referring to y/n, akane, and sugawara (he doesn't attend parties that much!). of course since jolie, semi, and atsumu have been in the industry longer, they've seen each other at gatherings etc. before

TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE! ｡ｏ♡ an atsumu miya smau

synopsis: when y/n l/n, a rising actress, decides to star in a romance film that could make or break her career, she’s unable to showcase her skills, revealing her inexperience within the romance department instead. worst of all, atsumu miya, her co-star and the main lead’s love interest, seems to hate her guts! with absolutely, unbearably zero chemistry between the two, an idea was proposed: spend time with one another in the upcoming weeks. will y/n be able to ignore her professionalism and listen to her heart? and will she, a clueless romantic, be able to pick up on the signs her co-star is sending her?

a/n: yap yap yap!!! SUCH A YAPPER WHY ARE MY CHAPTERS SO LONG OMG 😭😭 also the uneven number of pics kill me every time

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[serenhoshi]

𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡 𝐎𝐮𝐭

Author's note: I'm back from the dead (finally lmao). A few month ago I got my wisdom teeth out and started writing this, which I just finished (a few months later oops). Hope you'll enjoy!

Seungcheol:

Would be dead serious when it comes to you resting. "Doctor said to rest a lot so you're not moving." Would change the ice on your cheeks and remind you to take your meds when needed. Even if you don't live together he would stay in your appartment, or would take you to his, to keep an eye on you "just in case".

Jeonghan:

His first reaction when he saw you after the removal was to laugh because your cheeks were swollen. Your cheeks eventually got bigger on days 2 and 3 so he mocked you even more and ended up making edits of you as a hamster. Would definitely take 0.5 pics of you and send them to the members.

Joshua:

Would be so, so sweet. Very caring like Seungcheol but less protective maybe? He would come around at your appartment or call you to make sure you're okay and taking your meds and stuff. On the worst days he would surprise you with homemade soup and soft foods to enjoy while watching a movie.

Junhui:

Kinda lost? Like if you come and see him with those ice packs on your swollen cheeks he would be "??? what happened to you??"

Probably never had to remove his so it's like he never knew wisdom teeth existed and taking them out was a thing.

He would be careful around you of course, but don't fully rely on him for medicine reminders because he will just forget.

Hoshi:

A bit like Jun in a way, I think he would forget you cannot eat solid food for a while. Poor Soonyoung would want to susprise you with good food after practice, but you cannot eat it so he'd eat his chicken wings with tears in his eyes while you eat yogurts and soup.

Maybe would try to pinch your cheeks at some point because he just has to, they look so round and pincheable he would not resist. But you pushing him away would eventually give him a hint that it's not the right time to touch your sensitive cheeks.

Wonwoo:

Would give you time to recover alone if needed. Sometimes would send a message to make sure you're alive and doing fine. I imagine him seeing you in person maybe 2 or 3 days after the surgery, and just standing straight while looking at you like "oh, what happened-" but then remembering your wisdom teeth removal and asking you a lot of stuff about it out of curiosity.

Woozi:

Would be your personal guardian of meds and sleep. Like he has his watch or phone at all times to check when you took your last med, and when is the time to take the next one, so that you don't take too much and hurt your stomach. Would order all kinds of soup and eat them with you, you didn't ask him, but he felt like living this suffering of soft foods with you so you don't feel alone.

Mingyu:

A bit like Woozi and Seungcheol; he'd always be around and check on you and the time you took your meds. Would change the ice packs on your cheeks even while you sleep so you don't have to. He'd make soups and soft foods himself and THEY'RE SO GOOD. He would make the food suffering a lot more bearable with his cooking skills!!

The8:

I think he'd mock you a bit on the 2nd or 3rd days because of your swollen hamster cheeks, but once they started healing he'd worry because of the bruises you would develop on the said cheeks. He'd force you go back to the dentist because "it's not normal to have blue cheeks when healing" and "people will think I'm hurting you." He'd eventually feel silly once the dentist told him it was normal and part of the healing process.

Dokyeom:

He'd be honestly always so confused, Google search would be his best friend. Before and after the removal, he'd look up many informations to make sure he would be able to help you. Examples of his research: "how long before eating solids after wisdom teeth removal"; "do the stitches fall off by themselves wisdom teeth removal"; "how to prevent cheeks swelling wisdom teeth removal."

Vernon:

I feel like he'd be chill about it, not as dramatic as Seungcheol but also more informed than The8 ou Dokyeom. If you have any questions he'll look it up or ask around him to help you out. He'd message you a bit more often to make sure you slept well enough or you ate at least a little. The kind to give you the space you want afterwards.

Seungkwan:

He'd try to contain his laugh but honestly it would be so hard after seeing your swollen face. He'd look away, hand on his mouth and would say stuff like "oh I'll never forget that face"; "I feel so bad but it's just too funny." He'd visually avoid you for a bit and then would help you in your healing journey.

Dino:

He'd be a mix of everyone I think, sometimes he'd laugh a bit at your face, then would help you with the medicine and force you to bed, then would order soup (and even make some himself- which I would not recommend- but at least he tried!). Definitely the type to facetime you when away one evening and burst out laughing at your swollen face appearing on the screen. This shithead.

[toocutetonom]

Thai actual meaning Names version! ☺️

23.5 องศาที่โลกเอียง

In English the title can be translated as "The 23.5 degrees to which the Earth is tilled" and someone might think "omg it uses Earth's name" well... No. But it's funny how things turn around by translating it.

Breaking it down, the word used are:

23.5 = astronomically speaking, the Earth's rotation axis is tilted 23.5 degrees on its orbit around the Sun

องศา = Ongsa, which is the character's name, means "degree", "angle"

ที่ = let's say it means "which" in this case

โลก = "globe", "Earth". It's not the same word used for "Earth", the IG user Ongsa clames to be, but you now see why it's funny by translating it. In Thai the title has her real name, but if translated, it now mentions her cover-up character. (... just like a translation will always have an unfaithful layer because it can't deliver the full meaning of the original language 👀)

เอียง = "inclined", "leaning to one side"

Characters:

Ongsa องศา = as mentioned, it means "degree" 🌏

Sun ซัน = this one's easy, the center of our solar system, the Sun 🌞

Luna ลูน่า = it means "moon" in latin and several other languages 🌜

Aylin เอลิน = its origin is Turkish and Swiss, it means "moon halo" or "one that belongs to the moon". It also sounds very similar to the English loanword อเลียน (alien)👽

Alpha แอลฟ่า = coming from the Greek, "alpha" (α) is the first letter of the alphabet. We all know the other declinations of the term... 🐺

Charoen เจริญ = from a religious perspective, her name means "to chant", "to pray". On extended cases, it can also mean "progress", "joyful", "grow". 🙏

Mawin มาวิน = it comes from the English "win" and it could literally mean "came to win".

Tin ติน = It can come from the metal or from the name Valentine. In both cases it describe someone who's strong and healthy.

Teacher Nida ครูนิดา = it has arabic origins and it means "call", "voice", "sound"

Teacher Bambam ครูแบมแบม = might refer to willpower and strength of will (tbh idk google search is filled with BamBam from GOT7😵‍💫😅)

Ton ต้น (😐 no pic for him, he's too self absorbed. Jk I reached 10pics 🤪) = it can have many meanings including "beggining point", "origin", "leader"...

I guess someone on the internet has already made this but i haven't seen it anywhere yet, so here we go. If anyone has complains or thinks something's wrong, let me know 👐

[11queensupreme11]

OKKKKAY IDK IF YOU STILL NEED HELP FOR PERCY’S SCENT! But as someone who used to work as a fragrance chemist this is up my alley 😤 you should’ve said something sooner girlie.

Also please note idk why but it won’t let me put the pics with each perfume I’m talking about so I’m putting the pics in order from what I typed

BVLGARI AQVA MARINE… hear me out.. it’s for men 😭 BUT GIRL look what it has… I LIKE THIS ONE CAUSE WHEN I SMELLED IT ONCE IT HAD A NICE SALTY SEAWEED VIBE LIKE SMELL and our girl is called seaweed brain 🥹 and look at the bottle … it kinda matches her eyes

So the rest aren’t best to worst just a whatever and what I remember 😭

Heeley's Sel Marin (unisex) Okay so this one is nice it def got a salt water smell almost like you walking on the beach when it’s sunny and you kinda smell the saltiness the ocean has to offer when walking near the ocean and it does have a seaweed funk to it not as much but it’s there.

Tom Ford Oud Minerale (unisex fragrance) Okay so here is this one… I go shopping for perfume/ cologne a lot so I have smelled this one recently, so I add the description if you wanna read it, if I remember this one does capture the fragrance of the ocean but it does have a bit of “fresh water” but it’s a bit brackish (so it’s between fresh and seawater) so it’s does capture the sea heavily almost like when you go walking during the night and the breeze is blowing in the air and you can smell the ocean a bit more than the day ( that how I see it)

Armani Privé - Bleu Lazuli Okay so this is not like beach or ocean but it does have nice smell (the description explains it nicely ) I know of this one cause I used to buy it 😭😭 the design is so pretty and it match daddyseidon aesthetic too 😭 # bias

Jo Malone Wood Sage and Sea Salt (Unisex) So this one is nicceee I put this cause it says salty in the description but tbh it leans toward freshie and it captures the smell of the ocean quiet nicely but it’s a little woodsy tho and it made me think of her daddy cause of this chapter where Anubis said she got her dad scent all over her (isn’t the mf scenting her or something???). So it made think how they may smell alike but people can smell her dad’s scent so that’s where the woodsy comes in to tell their scents apart.

Sea of Gray

I honesty came across this one when doing my research and the description seems on point for you tbh I haven’t smelled it but what it says sounds like it may be but if has that ocean like feel I am not sure … also the first website I clicked said it cost $22 which is cheap if Percy ever wants to buy it compare to the rest of them 😭 this I couldn’t add the description but you can search them up

Anyway you can see that even tho they have a salty/ fresh water based to some they always have an extra thing added like spice or vanilla so don’t think toooo much on it. Cause even these things aren’t 100% close to smelling like the actual sea. But hopefully the description of them can help you!!

IM SORRY BESTIE, I ALREADY GOT THE FRAGRANCE FROM HER I SHOULD'VE WENT TO YOU FIRST 😭😭😭

i picked mermaid's embrace from deep midnight perfumes

literally i just googled "perfume mermaids sirens" and then a reddit post came up and i saw this one listed 😭 i liked the description so i went with it 💀

BUT YOU USED TO WORK AS A FRAGRANCE CHEMIST????? omg i remember your super detailed post about the yanderes scents and that explains so much lmaooo that sounds so cool though!!!

[strawberrycheeks-and-glasses]

Listen to Me

Tsukishima x f!reader | rated E | 5k

Summary: Failing one of your classes, you remember a flyer you saw on campus offering ‘on call’ tutoring sessions. So, in your desperation, you call and develop a crush on the guy’s voice on the other end. Pretty soon, things start to heat up.

A/n: this is very self indulgent porn tbh, pls don’t judge me but I had a craving for a voice kink and the thought of Kei whispering in my ear gave me goosebumps. So~

“Hey there,” the smooth sounding voice on the other end of the phone says, sending a shiver down your spine.

You had seen a flyer on campus for a call in tutoring session a while back and as a joke, you snapped a picture of it for future reference. Well, good thing you did because guess who’s failing chem?

“H-hi,” you hesitate, being completely thrown off by the sound of this guys voice.

“Hello,” he greets again. “Did you need help in a subject, or are you one of those girls who call because they heard I have nice voice?”

“People actually do that? I mean you sound, like a normal guy,” you shrug, fiddling with your pencil.

“I’ve been told my voice is soothing to the ear,” he replies. “Not too deep, but not too high, and with a tone that is both unbothered, yet still attentive.”

“I just meant that you sound familiar, is all,” you scoff a laugh, rolling your eyes at how pretentious he’s sounding.

“I get that a lot,” he chuckles. The sound vibrating through the speaker tickles your ear. “Was there something I could help you with?”

“Oh, right,” you almost forgot why you called in the first place.

Talking you through your chemistry homework like he’s in the same class, he teaches you how to find the compounds and use your graphic calculator with ease. And, yeah, okay, his voice is kind of soothing, but he doesn’t need to know you think that.

“Holy shit, I think I understand now,” you laugh, amazed at how simple it actually is once it was explained in a way you could grasp. “You’re pretty smart aren’t you?” You tease him.

“Well, yeah,” he says, and you can hear him rolling his eyes at your stupid question.

“Okay, nerd,” you playfully insult him.

“This nerd just saved your ass from failing chemistry,” he rebuttals. “And the next time you have to call me for help, I’m charging you. Only the first one’s free.”

“Ugh, fine,” you say, pointedly, ending the call.

Please read the rest on ao3

Also, I’m not sure who to credit for this pic that my friend had saved from Pinterest, the artist is no longer active on Twitter and there is no watermark or signature on the art (I even reversed Google image searched and nothing came up), but if you know who made it pls lmk so I can tag them or link their art!!

Anyway, this is the Kei I think of when I wrote this fic, just to get an idea of why I needed to write this fic 💁🏻‍♀️ (also, my friend said Kei biting on the pen is slut behavior, and I agree I agree I agree)

[richiejerimovichsblueeyes]

Never Forget You-Part 1- Richie Jerimovich x Female reader. 18+ MDI

Warnings- A brief smutty part, but other than that SFW.

Authors Note- Here is the first part of a mini series I am working on:) This story will have a lot of flashbacks written in (hence the pic of baby Ebon in the header image). The flash backs take place 2009-ish. Richie would be 30-ish and reader is 20, Ebon is probably younger than 30 in that pic, but I wrote flashback Richie with his longer floppy hair 🫠 I hope you all enjoy this! Life has been a bit busy, so it might be a couple weeks for an update.

Word count- 3,373

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Your phone dinged. You reached into your pocket to see a text from your friend Elizabeth. A few days ago, you informed her that you were headed back home to visit. She was shocked. Your friendship had faded to video calls and Facebook messages. It had been a few years since you saw her. The reunion was long overdue. 

Hey! Since you are back home for a bit, would you wanna meet up? There’s a cool new restaurant called The Bear I wanna check out. Heard it’s amazing!” 

“sure! I’d love to. How does Thursday sound?:)” you replied. 

“My calendar is clear! I’ll meet you there at 9pm. Oh btws wear something nice. It’s quite the swanky place. Reservation will be under my last name. See ya soon, girl,” you replied with a smiley and a thumbs up. You looked up from your phone and took in your surroundings. Your heart ached at the memories. His laughter, his brilliant smile, and his stunningly bright blue eyes. It was like you could hear his voice on those warm Chicago summer days. Sharing a bag of Chicago style popcorn here on the pier. It was like time had frozen and you were twenty again. You thought you could handle it, but you couldn’t, even after all these years.

“Y/n! Let’s go get something to eat,” your brother hollered, pulling you from your memories. It was for the best. Stay too long and it would begin to hurt again. You had bottled it up for so long, and now it was threatening to spill and he wouldn’t be there to patch the hole this time, that you knew for certain.  

You typed “The Bear, Chicago” in the Google search bar. You took a sip of your mint tea while waiting for the results. At the top of the search results, you saw a few pictures of what seemed to be a group of staff in front of the building. You clicked it, and it soon opened up across your laptop screen. “The Original Beef of Chicagoland soon to become a new establishment; The Bear.” The headline reads. Air escaped your lungs from a certain person in the photo. Standing amongst the group of people was that familiar tall lanky man; Richard Jerimovich or more commonly “Richie”. The surrounding air suddenly felt thick. It had been years, over a decade, since you last saw him. He now sported a short haircut, close to his scalp, instead of his shaggy mop of brown curls. The years had added some age to his handsome face. Those blue eyes still pierced through you like lightning, even through a photograph. Thoughts and questions had flooded your mind. You recognized Natalie and Carmen Berzatto. Where was Michael? You wondered. Your eyes went back to Richie. He had a flat expression on his face. You remembered always begging him to smile. 

“Richie! Just smile,” you said enthusiastically “Nah, real men don’t smile for pictures, doll.” He smirked. “You’re smiling, loser.” You laughed as you posed for the picture. The flash went off before you could make another comment. After the photo was taken, Richie looked at you with an amused expression. “Turns out a beautiful girl like you makes a man smile.” he winked. He always knew exactly what to say to make your heart take off into a frenzy. Your fingers tangled into his curls, pulling him in. His lips found yours in a soft, yet demanding, kiss. “Get a room!” You hear a boisterous voice yell with laughter. Richie pulls back, your body still wrapped in his arms. Mikey sits up on top of the counter. He takes a big swig of his beer. Your point and shoot blue Sony digital camera hanging from his wrist by the strap. Richie chucks his empty beer can at him. Mickey dodges it gracefully. “Fuckin’ jagoff!” Richie grumbles before leaning in for another kiss.

The memory made your heart ache. Days like that were the best. You were young, and hopelessly in love. It had been fifteen years since that part of your life. You were twenty then. Richie had ten years on you. Richie and Mikey were your older brother’s best friends. You grew up around those two abrasive, but loveable men. Riche had always been your crush for as long as you had remembered. To your surprise, Richie had felt the same. At first, your brother wasn’t thrilled with the idea of his best friend dating his much younger sister, but he eventually accepted it. Despite the age gap, you were both completely, or so you thought, in love. During that time, you were convinced that your future was set. But, life had a cruel way of taking those hopes and dreams and crushing them til they were nothing. The thought of possibly seeing Richie again, after all these years, terrified you. What would you say? Would he ever care? But, most of all, would he even remember?  

You sat across from your old friend, Elizabeth, in the swanky both at The Bear. Your hands were clammy and your knees were jittery. Richie had to be here. You could feel his presence. When you were younger, you could always feel him in a room, like a sixth sense. “Girl, you look great these days!” Elizabeth exclaimed as she took a sip from her glass of water. “Ah, thanks..not keeping up on any skin care routines, or doing any hot yoga. I go to bed with makeup on my face and stuff my face with popcorn while watching The Voice.” You chuckled. Elizabeth always had it all together with perfectly manicured nails, honey blonde highlights always touched up, and designer clothing from Saks Fifth Avenue. She married a marketing executive at twenty-three. You came back home from the wedding but kept a low profile and stayed far away from The Beef to avoid Richie. You desperately wanted to see him, but you couldn’t go through another heartbreak, especially with it being so fresh then. Elizabeth’s belly was slightly swollen due to her being three months pregnant with her second child. “Tell me about it. I eat enough dill pickles to keep Vlasic in business,” she chuckled. Out of my peripheral vision, I saw a familiar man approach our table. My eyes met Neil Fak, a friend of Mikey and Richies, and also a former mechanic of The Beef. Apparently, he had stuck around. “Hello, ladies, could I interest you in our wine?” He asked in his familiar voice with his friendly smile. “I do find it to be the best.” He says in a loud whisper. His eyes travel over to meet yours, his body freezing with a look of surprise on his face. “Y/N?” He says with astonishment. You nod slowly. “In the flesh, you add.” You had always liked Fak. He was a sweet man who had a joyful and carefree nature. “Hiccups is back.” He stated, using your old nickname, his eyes still full of surprise. When you were nineteen, you got hiccups rather frequently. Richie had given you the nickname. Almost everyone at The Beef, or those tied to it, had a nickname from Natalie, who was called Sugar, to Richie, whom Mikey called cousin, even though they were not related to the Berzattos whatsoever. “I’ll have a glass of wine, and my friend here will have water.” Elizabeth was probably wondering how you knew your server. She knew Richie, but didn’t know the rest of The Beef crew back then. After you left Chicago, Elizabeth knew to not speak of Richie. Maybe your brother had told her not to? “Neil Fak at your service,” He proclaimed with a salute before turning away and heading towards the door to what you assumed was the kitchen. “You know him?” Elizabeth asked after he was out of earshot. “Yeah, an old friend.” You shrugged. You hoped you could steer away the conversation and not bring up Richie, and the reason why you didn’t want to come here. But, to your demise you felt him before you saw him. The hairs on the back of your neck were alert, and the shaking in your knees got worse. It was now time to face the inevitable. 

“I need covered on table nine, man! A glass of water and wine,” Fak said as he came rushing into the kitchen as I helped Syd organize orders. “Not now Fak.” I grumbled. “Seriously man! I’m gonna piss myself.” He groaned. Sydney shot me a glance. “I got it,” she whispered. “Fine, go piss. But you owe me.” I grumbled. “Oh, thank god!” He said with relief as he hurried towards the staff bathroom. “He seem off to you?” I ask Syd as she meticulously scanned over the ordered. “Just Fak being Fak,” she shrugged. I let out a small chuckle and headed towards the swinging door towards the dining room. Sweeps had the glass of water and wine waiting at the bar. I gave him a nod and grabbed them headed toward table nine on auto pilot. Two women sat across from each other at table nine. “A glass of water and a glass of wine for two lovely ladies.” I said with my best customer service voice. I’d admit, I was good at the charm. “Thank you.” The woman with honey blonde hair said with a warm smile as I sat her water down. I turned towards the other women. My heart stopped. There was y/n looking absolutely gorgeous. Her eyes went wide at the sight of me. “Richie?” Her sweet voice said, and the sound of her silky voice sent my hands shaking. The wine glass slipped from my hands, causing the chatter in the dining room to still as glass shattered on the floor. “Fuck!“Fuck!” I muttered as red wine splattered all over y/ns dress. She grabbed a napkin and began blotting the spots. “No, no. Come on, babe.” I said, while grabbing her arm. “Let’s go get you cleaned up.” I said as she rose to her feet. I glanced at her friend, who looked completely confused. Y/n didn’t pull her arm away as I helped her to the kitchen. It felt like old times. She was still so soft, delicate, and feminine. I ran my fingers along the underside of her forearm. A small whimper escaped her lips, causing my dick to twitch. Oh how I missed those pretty little noises. 

“What the fuck Richie!? Get her out of the kitchen!” Carmy screamed, causing y/n to jump. He froze as he took a look in our direction. “y/n?” He asked, his eyes wind. I nodded as I hurried her along. I needed to get her alone, also help her get out of her wine stained dress. Unfortunately, I don’t think she would no longer be comfortable stripping around me after all this time. I bet her sexy body looked even better. Her curves had filled out, her tits fuller. I bet she looked lethal under that dress. I wanted to worship her body, show her how much I missed her after all this time. Show her I still had it after fifteen years, hear her scream my name as I buried..oh fuck! I needed to get it together. 

She sat down in a chair in Nat’s unoccupied office. “Here.” I said hand her my old shirts from The Beef that I had stashed in my locker. “So you wear a suit now.” She smirked. I chuckled “Yeah. Does it look ok?” I winked. “Oh, I prefer The Beef shirt and your track pants, but you clean up well.” She said as her pretty eyes looked into mine. “Let me go find you pants or something.” I said as I began to leave the room. “Wait!” she said. I turned back around and took a sharp exhale as she pulled down the strap or her dress. “You’re playing a dangerous game, babe.” I growled as I closed the distance between us. My hand cupped her breast, while my other hand rested on her hip.“I don’t know where to even begin..I missed you. Is there even a word for missing someone too much?” I whispered as I squeezed her breast, causing those pretty little sounds I desperately loved hearing again. “Richie, we need to talk. We have fifteen years to catch up on. I need answers. I can’t just hook up with you and it will all be ok again.” I sighed. She was right. I was a complete horn dog, but in my defence, she started it by being a little tease. Reluctantly, I removed my hand and gently replaced her strap to her dress while placing a gentle kiss on her lightly freckled shoulder, causing goosebumps to appear on her skin. Her eyes froze when she saw my wedding band on my finger. I was stupid and didn’t take it off, like I knew I should have. A few weeks ago, I finally accepted that Tiff and I were done. I still respected her. She was the mother of my child. What we had was good, but nothing like me and Y/N. And here she was, looking confused at the sight of my wedding band. “You’re ...married,” she said in a nervous whisper. “Was.” I confirmed. I couldn’t bring myself to make eye contact with her. “I had to move on y/n. I couldn’t wallow in my misery. I had too.” I said. “I called you, I wrote you…I did everything Richie, for over a year. And here you once claimed you couldn’t live without me. That one day we would get married, have a family, live happily ever, and all fairy tale that bullshit.” I could hear the pain in her voice. I wanted to take it away, to hold her. But I knew that wasn’t smart. I felt anger boil to the surface. “You pushed me away, remember? You said you need space. Well, baby. You got over a decade of it. Happy now!” I said with my voice raised. “I was young, Richie! I was only twenty. I didn’t know what I wanted.” She said with her voice breaking. Sighing I pulled her into me. “I was young then too sweetheart. But, so much has changed since then.” I wanted to tell her about Eva, about how The Beef became The Bear, and how Mikey was no longer with us. I’ll admit I got her letters and read them all. Hell, I read one just a few weeks ago. I still loved her, I never stopped, even when I was married to Tiff, even after losing my best friend. Maybe I was an idiot for still loving the girl who broke my heart, and I definitely was a bigger idiot for letting her get away. Both of our hearts broke fifteen years ago, and I was determined to mend them both back together. “Richie, we can’t just put a bandaid on this.” She whispered into my shoulder and I held her. She still smelt like the familiar heaven…Adidas moves for her. That’s all she wore back then, and clearly she never stopped. Her scent was like home. “I know, babe. I know.” I whispered back while breathing her in. “I know..” I continued as I held her in my arms like I had so many times before. 

Your POV

When you were sixteen, your grandmother gave you a scrapbook on your birthday. Throughout your teens and early twenties, you filled it with movie ticket stubs, magazine clippings, stickers, and photos. It always traveled with you in your suitcase. The memories were one of the most important things you could hold in your possessions. You flipped through the pages, pausing every so often to bask in the nostalgia of the 2000s. You chuckled at your past self as you saw the last few pages decorated with cute hand-drawn hearts and your lipstick marks. The last few pages made your heart still. Plastered across the slightly worn pages were several taped on pictures of you and Richie, and some with Mikey and your brother. You ran your fingers over the photos as if to relish in the past. 

“Richie and Me <3 3/17/2009” His 30th birthday. Your curly handwriting read under a selfie of you and Richie, peace sign and duck lips at his birthday party. You chuckled at the cringy 2000s photo trend. You carefully pulled the taped photo off the page to inspect it closer. The memory came rushing back. 

He insisted that you didn’t make a big deal about his birthday. Saying that birthdays were never a big deal in his family. But, as his girlfriend, you did make it a big deal. “Did you enjoy your party?” You asked as you both laid in your bed. Your mom didn’t let Richie spend the night or come over at all. After all, you were twenty, an adult who could make her own decisions. Everything about your relationship with Richie was something she hated. He was ten years older, had a dirty mouth, and a rebellious attitude. She had always welcomed Richie and Mikey into her home as friends of your older brother, but once she caught you and Richie dry humping in the backyard, she forbade him from coming over. Little did she know Richie had grabbed a roll ladder to climb into your window. 

“Terrible party.” He teased as he kissed your forehead. “Seriously babe. Did you like it?” You asked, looking into his sky-blue eyes. Richie smiled, which always made your stomach flip. “Sweetheart..that was the nicest thing anyone has done for me. I don’t know how you managed to get Mikey to close down the beef for the night and to keep a secret.” “Well, I have my charms.” I grinned while playing with the chain around his neck with the cross. “Seriously though, I pitched the idea to Mikey a month or so ago. The dude loves you so much, and…so do I. You’re special to us, and we wanted to show you. At your favorite place, with your favorite food, your favorite people. “You’re forgetting my favorite thing, babe.” He whispered, pulling you tight. “What’s that?” You asked. “You, gorgeous. I have everything I need. Friends I call family, the most crazy yet awesome job ever, and most importantly the most beautiful women in the world as my girl”

Tears threatened to spill as you took your trip down memory lane while looking at the old photographs. You closed the book and shoved it back in your suitcase. The sight of Richie earlier that night brought back all the old feelings from the feeling of first love, the nights spent with swollen lips, quivering thighs, and his raspy moans. The laughter from him, Mikey, and your brother’s stories and antics, and the horrible feeling of that first heartbreak. I was never this emotional. The last time I cried over Richie Jerimovich was the last time I swore I’d ever cry over a man, and that was fifteen-ish years ago. Now here I was, pathetically crying over someone I said would never get another ounce of my tears. 

To be continued………..

[outofconcheol]

a somewhat comprehensive, unhinged guide to skz's smiles

Looks like dental analyses are back on the menu boys (non-gendered)! Soooo fun yet also disturbing fact: i found out i’m the first google search result when you search seventeen teeth. So why not let the unhinged behaviour continue and talk about Stray Kids today! Alexa, play “My Shiny Teeth and Me”  🦷

disclaimer: this is not me dragging any member or trying to make a comment on their attractiveness based on their teeth. they are all very very handsome men and i’m just going off an objective formula for these analyses!

christopher bang (bangchan)

Rip I’m blushing already! Chan’s smile is adorable - and the fact that it’s all natural?? You can see his teeth aren’t perfect - there’s some irregularities in the length of his teeth, maybe some minor chipping, and you can tell that there’s a flare to some of his teeth particularly his top two central incisors. But the beauty in Chan’s smile doesn’t lie in his teeth - it’s how beautifully it matches the rest of his face. His lip line looks great - minimal gums on display, and you can see in the first pic how nicely his smile matches the curvature of his lower lip (called a consonant smile arc). His facial midlines don’t look like they completely match his dental midlines to me, but that only makes him more charming! Also Chan’s adorable dimples are the result of a muscle called the zygomaticus major - which starts at the top of your cheek and goes to the corner of your lips. In his case, before birth, the lower portion of the muscle split into two - one bundle above the commisure (corner) of the mouth, and one below, which is how dimples are formed!  

lee minho (lee know)

Imo, Minho is the perfect example of why you don’t need to have perfect teeth to still have a beautiful smile - his smile radiates pure joy and comfort. On first glance, the irregularities in Minho’s smile are very obvious - he has those big bunny central incisors (cuuuute), and you can tell there’s some irregularities in terms of his tooth proportions to each other (it kind of looks like to me that his left top central may be turned in a little?). He also has a cute  gummy smile (his gum display still appears to be in the aesthetic display zone, although verging on the border), and you can kind of see his lip line and the arc of his teeth look like they’re reversed from each other. I think his smile is slightly asymmetric because he appears to raise one side of his lip higher than the other, but it just makes him more endearing (he’s had that smirk perfect since childhood). 

seo changbin (changbin)

Changbin vampire fangs!! That’s all I have to say bc his canines immediately stuck out to me when I first saw him smile! They’re very prominent and elongated (similar to the Mingyu effect), and even though canines are the cornerstones of every smile, you can see why with Changbin. He looks like he has a longer contact point and shorter embrasure (curve where two teeth meet), which is probably why those canines look so long. Another thing that sticks out about Binnie’s smile to me is his actual tooth shape - I feel like it’s the perfect mix of square but also rounded so it makes him look masculine but also soft, which totally fits Changbin’s personality as a man who is very secure and not about toxic masculinity whatsoever. Even though his face has changed a lot, his smile has stayed pretty consistent and fits his current features even more if I must say so myself. 

hwang hyunjin (hyunjin)

Literally screaming crying throwing up because how did I not notice how absolutely adorable Hyunjin’s teeth are (maybe I was too focused on how he scrunches his face cutely when he smiles). Listen, I know I’m the freaky tooth girl but these are some teeth - they look like the ones we practice on in dental school. Hyunjin has teeth of epic proportions - no literally. In the second pic, you can see how as you move along in his smile, each subsequent tooth is ⅔ the width of the previous tooth, which in dentistry is known as the golden proportion. Another thing about Hyunjin’s smile that sticks out to me as very attractive is how well it fills out his mouth - there’s just a tiny bit of negative space but otherwise you can’t see very far back past his first premolar, which is considered aesthetically ideal.

han jisung (han)

Listen, I need to be locked up when I think about Jisung’s teeth - for my own mental health. Maybe because he’s my bias, maybe because it’s just that great. It reminds me a lot of one of my fave kpop smiles (J-Hope from BTS). Maybe it’s the heart shape of their lips. Jisung has a far more gummy smile than Hobi though - like a lot a lot. I can’t fault him though, as a fellow gummy smile haver. I think the most interesting thing about Jisung’s smile though, is that it’s a really good case study for the transformative power of dentistry. Jisung’s smile has always been great, but you can see it’s undergone a number of changes. Firstly, he had braces before debut, and I suspect he probably underwent aligment (maybe with clear aligners?) even after debut, because you can see just how much his alignment has improved from the second to first pic. Don’t get me wrong, I think his teeth were absolutely adorable either way, but ortho definitely worked its magic on him. I also do want to point out his front teeth - it looks like one is significantly in front of the other in the second pic. I think ortho can absolutely fix a lot of things, but I do also think once his braces and aligners were done with, he does look like he’s gotten veneers to corrent the malpositioning (sometimes if you can add bulk to the front of a tooth with a veneer, it makes your teeth look less crooked). Again, I definitely need to be sedated when talking about his teeth bc I could go on and on.

lee yongbok (felix)

Our fairy prince Felix - and he has a smile to match!! One of the things that immediately stuck out to me is that Felix has the teensiest tiniest gap between his front teeth that doesn’t look like it was there. Gaps can form for a number of reasons - aging, gum disease. In Felix’s case, the most likely scenario is probably clenching or grinding. Those behaviours do tend to put excess force on your teeth and cause them to shift (I hope our bby is wearing a mouthguard when he sleeps). Also the second pic!! - it is so rare to find bottom teeth pics of idols these days but you can see his cute little crooked bottom teeth. Why are bottom teeth more likely to be crooked? - crowding usually occurs in the lower arch, called the mandible because there’s the tongue to contend with. The tongue is a pushy little muscle (this is not an innuendo lmao) and it too can put force on the teeth, causing them to shift. 

kim seungmin (seungmin)

Our beautiful braces boy Kim Seungmin! Seugmin’s teeth have gone through such a journey, and I genuinely felt so emo when I saw him smile for the first time after he got his braces off (my heart did something). Seungmin’s gone through the gambit when it comes to ortho treatment - you can see before his smile arc was pretty asymmetric, instead of curving up and back, it goes up and down slightly (known as a reverse gull wing). Once he got the braces, his teeth really straightened out and you can see how his smile became a lot wider (I think more room was created in his arch so his teeth fill out more of his smile). The types of braces he had are known as self-ligating, meaning they don’t require rubber bands to secure the wire to the brackets (rather, they use a sliding mechanism). It’s also very possible that Seungmin now has a lingual retainer now (I couldn’t find any pics), which is basically a wire that goes on the back of your front teeth to prevent them from shifting. They’re a pain to floss and take care of, but totally worth it to keep those beautiful results (I hope Seungmin always keeps smiling).

yang jeongin (i.n.)

Maknae on top Innie! He also had the same self-ligating braces that Seungmin did - only he got them off sooner because he had them before debut. Listening to Jeongin talk about getting his braces off is so funny - chewing gum right after and eating curry lol! But he deserves it for putting in the hard work - having braces is not easy, and you can definitely see how it helped out his smile. Before, his smile arch was very inconsistent and up and down, but now you can see it follows a nice, balanced curve. Also I have no evidence to prove this (pics are blurry), but I do think Jeongin had top braces only - this is likely to correct the significant flare in his top teeth and bring them inwards. Also Innie is another one of those members who zygomaticus major was also doing the most - look at those adorable dimples!

thanks for joining me for another episode of unhinged smile analyses! I hope you enjoyed, and maybe we’ll see more smile analyses in the future ;)