#been grinding all these months 💪

[mr-kayser]

Comm for my good friend @moose-goosey-2-babey!

[quickstappen]

track 004: the see is calm (before the storm)

A/N: i know i've disappeared for a while but it turns out that second year of college is very different to the first. now finally after two months i've got it under control so hopefully we'll have a semi-regular schedule for now, i'll try to post something every two weeks (on weekends most likely). anyway, this one's not very plot heavy but it's needed for the story, enjoy!

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paola_sainz contrary to popular belief, I do actually work sometimes ;) keep your eyes open guys, things are getting done here

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F4ST_C4R oh please say its a new collection, i was too late for the 1st one and it sold out 😭

oui_lyanne who the fuck is sean

↳ 4ND1 from what i can see he's another designer

↳ oui_lyanne ooh, collab maybe? 👀

↳ f1w1tch OR the super secret boyf

L3CH41R well, looks like she's not in spa after all

mcwilliams are you gonna comment on the williams/carlos announcement??

↳ prplsector i mean,, why would she?? it's not her announcement, she's got a job

lightning_enjyr oh my god are those pieces from the new collection?? 😳

danielricciardo Respect the grind 💪🤠

↳ sadiebull sorry what is daniel ricciardo doing

↳ fastkiwi trying to relate to the youth lol

shithappens oh god women in suits 😳

STARG3N guys,,, what is carlos alcaraz doing in the likes

↳ hamilteaa the tennis player???

↳ STARG3N yeahhh

sean_cliff you know it's always a pleasure working with you 🤭

↳ paola_sainz oh I know, I am brilliant of course

↳ elmatadorf1 jesus what a self-centred bitch 💀

predestined55 no one's gonna buy this crap anyway 🐍

carlitosalcarazz We need to play again sometime! 🎾

↳ paola_sainz do your job at the Olympics first, then we'll see 👏

↳ isawthesainz THEY KNOW EACH OTHER???

↳ dutchlion sure looks like it 👀

oscarpiastri You gonna spend the whole summer break working too?

↳ paola_sainz actually no, this one guy invited me to visit his family you know

↳ oscarpiastri Lucky guy

↳ lightning_enjyr oui_lyanne surely you see my point now

↳ oui_lyanne everyday i am closer to believing you

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paola_sainz posted new instagram stories!

caption 1: a little pitstop before our journey ;)

caption 2: mid-rant and a little drunk but he's fine, alive and well

⟶ alex_albon replied to your story!

alex_albon oh thank god you're with him, he hasn't been answering my calls and texts

paola_sainz yeahh, we figured. me and Osc are with him rn but we have to leave in the morning

alex_albon shit, how is he really? do you seriously have to leave?

paola_sainz he's better than yesterday, mostly pissed atp but I'm sure that the self-hatered and misery will come soon

paola_sainz and yeah we have to, we've been trying to visit Oscar's family together for ages

paola_sainz I think he's going home for the rest of the break

alex_albon jesus, that's good at least

alex_albon I'll try to reach out again

paola_sainz good idea

caption 3: couldn't take this little guy home, apparently "2 is enough cats Lola"

⟶ maxverstappen1 replied to your story!

maxverstappen1 I think you should've taken him anyway, he is very cute

paola_sainz I knoww! I named him Barron Meowmilton

paola_sainz unfortunately, I do not fancy sleeping on the couch for the foreseeable future so we left Barron at a local shelter ;)

maxverstappen1 Ah, I understand

maxverstappen1 We'll always remember you, Barron Meowmilton

caption 4: and we're off to see the future in-laws ;)

⟶ hattiepiastri replied to your story!

hattiepiastri has my brother done something we don't know about??

paola_sainz nahh, dw about it, you'd be first to know after your mum

paola_sainz I'm just sure I'm gonna marry him someday, there's no other option

hattiepiastri you're both so disgustingly gone for each other it should be studied

hattiepiastri can't wait to see you though

paola_sainz girll me too, it's been too long

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paola_sainz can confirm that kitties are just as cute down under as in the rest of the world ;)

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shithappens paola talking about cats at all times? fork found in kitchen

arthur_leclerc did you try to take the cat home?

↳ oscarpiastri take a wild guess mate

↳ paola_sainz don't know what you're talking about mate

↳ oscarpiastri I have a feeling that you're gonna grossly overuse mate now

↳ paola_sainz now why would I do that... mate 😇

barbiegirl what are you doing in Australia girllll

elmatadorf1 thank god she's not going home with Carlos, he doesn't need her 🐍

jensonbutton Come back in one piece please

↳ paola_sainz don't you worry about that Jense, I am well taken care of ;)

oui_lyanne yeah okay she's actually in australia

charles_leclerc You're right, that's a very cute kitty

lightning_enjyr did you buy any new records?

oscarpiastri Have you seen the sights yet?

↳ paola_sainz not really, my tour guide has been kinda busy

↳ oscarpiastri That's a shame, there's a lot of great things to see

↳ paola_sainz don't worry mate, I've been looking at different kind of sights plenty enough, lot of beach days yk? I can wait a few more days 😉

↳ oscarpiastri Oh, well in that case 🫢

prplsector oscar is brave fr, I'll give him that 😳

4ND1 god the tension is this comment section is something else

ada_moore if Oscar's not the boyfriend and I was the boyfriend I am straight up fighting that man in some dark alley because that is so flirty and for what (if he IS the boyfriend, carry on please, the energy is unmatched)

L3CH41R how are her outfits always so good???

predestined55 Carlos just signed a contract and she's talking about cats and being a slut in the comments, great 😒

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caption 1: did you know, we're killer on karaoke nights?

caption 2: doing all this late night talking

caption 3: we're keeping her oscarpiastri, if you don't wife her up I will

⟶ oscarpiastri replied to your story!

oscarpiastri You don't have to worry about that

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caption 1: g'day mate! celebrity crush meet up officially checked out from my wishlist

caption 2: the locals showing me the best ice cream places in town

caption 3: hands that have never seen manual labour

⟶ oscarpiastri replied to your story!

oscarpiastri hey!

paola_sainz you're offended like it's not true

caption 4: bad bitch on the beach

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paola_sainz most unexpected crossover of the year? maybe not as unexpected as you think! me and Robert did some cool things this week and I got to meet some sweet pets, I might not come back from 'Straya

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N3CKSTRI excuse me- Robert Irwin and Paola Sainz in one place? i might actually die

prplsector spain's sweetheart with australia's sweetheart, way too cute

dutchlion can someone actually explain to me how people can hate her? if you don't like her content just stop looking at it, but actually hating on her?? can't imagine

robertirwinphotography It was good to finally see you! The animals already miss you

↳ paola_sainz oh god please don't say that, I'll cry for real 😭 I miss them too

shithappens i dunno, i still think it's pretty unexpected

fastkiwi the way this isn't even the wildest thing she's done this season 😳

predestined55 can you like rot in hell now? two faced bitch 🐍

barbiegirl they'd look sooooo goooood together

↳ zoebryne_x ik right??

logansargeant Is zookeeper next on the cv?

↳ paola_sainz you're laughing but I'd be an amazing zookeeper

↳ logansargeant Who told you that? I wouldn't trust them, you'd end up taking all the animals home

↳ paola_sainz Robert said I'd do great!

↳ logansargeant I think that's just his job, plus he's too nice to tell you the truth

↳ paola_sainz you're mean, see if I bring you gifts when I get back

4ND1 can I meet Robert Irwin now??

oscarpiastri Still looking at sights?

↳ paola_sainz why, you jealous mate?

↳ oscarpiastri Don't worry, just curious

lightning_enjyr are they even trying to hide it atp???

elmatadorf1 can she just injure sth since she's playing tennis so much? maybe then we'd get a break from her stupid face 🤢

↳ STARG3N you guys are literally insane what the hell

madi_races every time i open the comment section i get whiplash, on twt everyone is trying to figure out who the boyfriend is, the press is eating this all up, people are placing bets and here is oscar just shamelessly flirting, it's like a different universe

arthur_leclerc I'm coming with you next time

↳ paola_sainz ditch Charles and come here then

hammertime_1 guys i really don't think Oscar's the boyfriend, she's just way out of his league

isawthesainz jesus she's so cringe, excuse me while i throw up

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NETHERLANDS 2024

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oscarpiastri And we're back 👍 break at home was good but it's nice to be racing again

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laile_f1 he's never beating the calm cat allegations

catstri81 that is the most oscar caption to ever caption

maximumformula he's doing the dad pose 😭

4ND1 i can't with him 😭 he's just a guyy

chat_withmani ohh he's posted the girlfriend!!

elmatadorf1 i can't believe he still has a seat

↳ prplsector can you guys stop being fucking petty for a minute

paola_sainz so did the girlfriend like it in the down under mate?

↳ oscarpiastri Yeah, since she's now best friends with my sister I'm pretty sure she did mate 🙄

↳ paola_sainz what, you jealous of your sister?

↳ oscarpiastri She basically stole my girlfriend

lestappen116 he looks so happy 😭

fastkiwi it was good to see you back at home

landonorris Let's go mate! Good weekend 👍

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DISCLAIMER: i do not know anything about this people, this is not real life, this is just something for fun, i do not know anythings about their life or personalities!

[evie-sturns]

if some of you guys actually got ‘just eat’ deleted i’m seriouslyyyy doneeee.

i really don’t try to be a bitch on here, i try to stay mostly positive but

i finally feel comfortable enough to write a fic about an ed and instantly get people invalidating my own experiences with eating disorders, to the point of getting the fic fucking deleted??

i’m not just speaking about this one fic getting deleted, i’m talking abt all of the negativity on here, i’m not having this big of a reaction to one fic 😭🙏❤️.

i spend my free time wrjtbbng fics for you guys, i don’t get paid to do any of this shit, but yet you guys still find a way to complain?

it’s a very small group of people in my inbox who make it very very difficult to stay posting on this app, i’ve witnessed you drive other people off the app, and respectfully most of you need to keep your mouth seallleeddd in others inboxes.

for the past few months i’ve been reachinggg to stay on this app, i’ve considered stopping posting several times but i stay due to the support from the friends i’ve made on here.

i hope you all consider before hating on me in my inbox, cause it’s really really frustrating spending so much of my free time doing something that other people don’t appreciate.

but aside from this, thank you to the people that do actually support me, i love you all more than you can ever imagine, and you guys give me a reason to keep up the tumblr grind 💪 💪.

[rougepancake]

CAN YOU DO THE (adult) FEMALE DEMON SLAYER CHARACTERS WITH 86, GENRE SMUT OBVI🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

It’s pride month u better accept

OH OH OH YES 💪💪

Prompt 86- “Don’t be shy now, sit on my face.”

Ft. Kocho Shinobu, Mitsuri Kanroji, Hinatsuru Makio & Suma, Lady Tamayo

Warnings: Cunnilingus, Oral (f!receiving) (duh-), duh con, first time in Mitsuri’s, weird demon hormones in Tamayo’s, Afab!Reader (no real pronouns used, just female anatomy). Mdni, I will block you if you do. Also not proofread because I’m too silly for them rules.

KOCHO SHINOBU

“Oh I don’t know Kocho, now’s not the time and I’m really not feeling tha-“

“Love, I don’t really care.” Shinobu smiled, her hands neatly folded in her lap as she sat across from you. She looked so unnecessarily calm, which meant she was planning something. “You’re a horrible liar anyways, so just let me relieve your stress already.”

“Kocho.” You said sternly, your lips forming in a pout. This argument had been going on for roughly an hour, where Shinobu would bring up the idea of eating you out and you’d decline because you’d ‘had a long day’.

But Shinobu was right- you were a terrible liar.

While you had missed her while she was away, Shinobu had the tendency to get a little… carried away.

“Y/n…” She returned your serious stare, getting up and slowly moving to where you sat on the couch. Slowly and teasingly, she pulled off her butterfly haori and began to unbutton her corps uniform. She leaned back and propped herself up on her elbows, her hair falling down into her face making her look ten times sexier than usual.

“Dear god Kocho.” You rolled your eyes, your face flushed as you began to strip yourself of your clothes. “You’re relentless.”

“Can you blame me?” She whispered seductively, her eyes taking in every inch of your body. “I’ve missed you so much love.”

You scoffed and crossed your arms over your chest stubbornly, pouting at her slightly. “You see this? You’re so mean to me.” You cracked a smile and slowly crawled over to her.

“Hush and hurry up.” She reached out and put her hands on your waist, her grip harsh. You huffed and placed your thighs on either side of her face, hesitant to sit down fully. Her hands moved from your waist to your thighs, forcing you to put your weight on her.

“Don’t be shy love, sit on my face.” She smirked into your skin and buried herself in your cunt.

MITSURI KANROJI

She brought it up a while back, explaining shyly how she wanted to sit on your face and have you taste her that way. But she was incredibly nervous since she wasn’t exactly petite, and while it sounds far fetched, she was worried about you suffocating or something.

“So about you sitting on my face.” You stated bluntly as she crawled into your shared bed. Mitsuri’s face flushed a bright shade of red and she swallowed thickly, avoiding your gaze and sitting on the edge of the bed.

“O-Oh you want to do that…?” She nervously ran a hand through her hair, internally cursing herself for being so nervous at the thought.

You rolled over onto your side, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. She slowly looked over at you, giving you an anxious smile.

“We don’t have to if you don-“

“I want to.” She interrupted, turning quickly to look you in your eyes, her face mere inches away from your own.

You chuckled and rolled onto your back, pulling her close to you.

“Well don’t be a stranger darling, sit on my face.” You placed your hands on her thighs and helped her put her weight onto you.

Oh boy was she glad she suggested that.

HINATSURU, MAKIO, & SUMA

Oh they’re evil. All three of them. They gang up on you while Tengen is away for business (demon slaying ain’t easy folks), since you’re their favorite little housemaid.

Makio is the most cruel though, and she sure does love picking on you. Watching you do your job just isn’t enough for her, and she likes to sneak up behind you and wrap her arms around you, her body grinding up against yours as she whispers the WORST things into your ear.

If anything, she’s the one that wants you the most out of the three.

And here you are, standing in their shared bedroom in front of her, dressed fully in uniform while she lays down onto the futon, smirking as you make eye contact. She motions you forward and suddenly the other wives come in, gently pushing you forward.

They keep saying that they’ll take good care of you, and it’s not like you’re worried about I then hurting you… you’re just incredibly anxious. You’ve never been intimate with someone like this before, since you’ve been working as long as you remember, you haven’t really had time for any of that.

“Do you want us to help you undress..?” Hinatsuru whispered sweetly, giving you a soft smile as you stood over Makio’s nude form.

“No. The maid outfit stays on.” Makio interrupted, and Suma chuckled quietly behind you. Her hands snaked their way up to behind your knees, pushing slightly so your knees would buckle and you would land on her.

She pushed your panties aside as the other two draped their arms around you, giggling here and there.

“There’s no need to be shy, just sit on my face already.” Makio gripped your thighs and pulled you down, and you moaned loudly as she began to eat you out like you were her last meal.

Hinatsuru and Suma’s hands trailed along your body, looking for your sensitive spots as you rode Makio’s face.

It was pure bliss.

LADY TAMAYO

“Tamayo? Is that you?” You carefully turned on the light, revealing the figure in your doorway.

She looked rough, her hair messy and her chest heaving slightly. Without a word, she walked over to you and crawled onto your bed. Her eyes refused to look anywhere but yours as she got closer, and you noticed that her face was flushed slightly.

Could she be sick?

No she doesn’t get sick…

“Y/n, my love.” She panted weakly, desperation shining in her eyes. “I need to feel you.” Tamayo smiled up at you, her body lowering down onto your bed as she awaited you.

You offered her a kind smile and went to take off her kimono, but she stopped you, her eyes shining seriously.

“No. I need to taste you.” She was incredibly straightforward, her fingers beckoning you to come closer. “I want you to sit on my face. Full force. I need you.” She sounded incredibly out of breath, and that’s when you realized that she must be in some form of heat.

“Are you su-“

“I wouldn’t have said it if I wasn’t sure.” She retorted, her fingers twitching as if she wanted nothing more than to tear your clothes from your body and ravish you. “Now.” Her lips curled into a small smirk. “Don’t be shy. Get over here and sit on my face already.”

[boudicca]

ten people i'd like to get to know better

tagged by my dear darling @vechter

last song: carte postale by revers gagnant and petit nuage

favourite color: it changes but tiger lily orange will forever be a favourite

last book: reading brideshead revisited right now!

last movie: i rewatched the batman (2022) last week

last TV show: i started watching blue eye samurai last month (?) but i haven't finished it

sweet/savory/spicy: probably sweet... but how do i choose between sweet and savoury

relationship status: my number one song on spotify wrapped this year will be mitski's i bet on losing dogs 👍

last thing i searched: "how to defrost salmon fillet quickly" because i WILL be having salmon and rice today on pain of death

current obsession: comic books of course... and complaining about comic books. and looking at antique furniture on facebook marketplace

looking forward to: i don't really have anything i'm looking forward to atm... it will snow soon which i'm excited for :-)

bonus topics via @/dangerousdan-dan:

favourite drink: hazelnut iced coffee... i never go to starbucks anymore but when i did it was always with cold foam

song playing on a loop in your head 24/7: right now it's pop muzik by m but lately it's been hammer by hana vu

current favourite character: unfortunately tim drake of batman fame. my all time favourite is of course GANSEY 💪���💯

fun activity you would like to get into: i'd LOVE to get into kickboxing and kayaking...

last video game: the only video game i've played in the last 4 years is minecraft

last comic/graphic novel: titans (2008) #27 which i read ummm two weeks ago. need to get back on the grind

tagging @mysterypuppy @chelseahotel3 @delphissoracle @autistwizard @chelseahotel2004 @murderballadeer @icouldhavebeenfree @ghost-hotel @ekleiipsis and of course @angelozi

[neilisntreal]

Spacedogs fic in which while Adam and Nigel are having fun, Adam’s older brother walks in. Here’s a snippet:

NSFW!

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Adam’s brothers are gone today. Will is at some internship thingy at the police academy (Adam doesn’t really know or care, to be truthful) and Bobby is gone working on a case. That gives Adam the whole day alone to himself, which he always delights in. He usually spends his time alone watching documentaries on their big living room TV that Bobby and Will usually never want to watch, or he reads one of his big books about space.

Today, though, he’s decided he doesn’t want to be alone.

That���s why right now, Nigel’s fingers are curled inside of Adam’s omegan pussy, thrusting slow and deep. Adam’s cock twitches and throbs against his stomach while Nigel fingers him slowly. His mind is hazy and he can’t breathe; not when Nigel’s pressing right into his g-spot with his deft fingers. He always finds it so easily. He has it’s location memorized by now.

“N-Ni- Nigel- oh- hah~” Adam grinds against the fingers inside of him and whimpers in ecstasy. He feels so fucking good.

He’s been in pre-heat for the past 4 days experiencing surges of neediness, fevers, and depressive episodes; all of the wonderful things that come with being an omega. He’d called Nigel to come help him the second he made absolutely sure that both Bobby and Will were gone.

Now Nigel is here, fucking him stupid with only his fingers. The sounds of an omega in preheat resonate throughout the mostly empty house, Adams back arching up off his bed when Nigel’s fingers brush particularly hard against his “special spot”, as Nigel likes to call it. Adam is aching, an emptiness within him that he knows only an alphas knot can fill. An alphas calloused fingers will have to do for now, though. Adam isn’t ready to lose his virginity just yet.

Nigel and Adam have been dating since their freshman year, and are now both in their senior. Adam had turned 18 a few months earlier, and Nigel had turned 19 a few months earlier than that. They haven’t yet had proper sex, but with the pace things are going at now, Adam is going to be losing his virginity while in heat next week.

They’ve been doing sexual stuff for a while. Blowjobs, fingering, cunnilingus, a lot of dry humping, and even more making out. It progressed pretty naturally in their relationship, but Adam had wanted to wait a while longer to have full on sex; to be sure. When Nigel fucks him next week - not if, when - Adam is going to ask him to mark him, to bond with him. That’s what this has all been leading up to.

Nigel doesn’t know this, of course. Adam has kept it under wraps until he’s been absolutely sure that this is what he wants.

And in this moment, with Nigel’s fingers shoved into his wet pussy, he’s absolutely positively sure he wants Nigel’s bite.

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Read the rest on AO3 💪

[chabothedino]

I sought slutty chain messages for Pride Month. I found them lacking. I made my own. Enjoy.

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[br1ghtestlight]

shoutout to the person on ao3 who has been posting a new mort/teddy fanfic everyday for like a month to the point where its the only ship in the tag at this point. not short fanfictions either they're all like 1.5k to 3k words. like the grind never stops fr‼️‼️🔥💪💪🔥

[namujoon9401]

Minjoon gym au

Yoga instructor jimin, gym patron namjoon, Jimin is horny, taehyung is so done w his ass, joon is sweaty, ft. Jimin’s graphic fantasies

“You just don't get it Taehyungie,” he laments as he flings himself across the younger male’s lap, margarita sloshing across his shirt.

He’s so drunk, he barely even realizes it.

“You're living it up in domestic bliss with Jeonggukie, and i’m over here, single as a pringle and third wheeling the hell out of you and 2seok over there-“

He points to the other side of the club, where Hoseok and Jin are busy dancing, if you could call it that. Honestly it was less like dancing and more like grinding on each other and making out.

Taehyung sighs.

“And my gym Adonis hasn’t been there for two weeks, Tae. Two weeks!”

“You need to get laid.” Taehyung says, exasperated, scanning the crowd for his boyfriend.

He flails around some more, dramatically fake sobbing.

“My one chance at romance is gone, Taetae. Gone!”

Jimin was a yoga and dance instructor at the gym near his apartment. The gym was on the more luxurious side, so he made decent money, but that wasn’t the only perk.

See, Jimin had had his eyes on a particular man for quite some time now.

He frequented the gym Jimin worked at, often on the squat rack or rowing machine, or simply lifting weights.

He was tall, with short silver hair, golden tanned skin and an absolutely ridiculous bangin’ body-

(“He could choke me with his bare hands. And I would probably thank him.”

“That- that's- okay, that's great. Thanks for that.” Jungkook said, nose scrunching in disgust. )

Needless to say, their entire friend group knew about this guy, as Jimin was not one to keep his unabashedly horny thoughts to himself.

Jimin often gazed at his mystery man from across the gym, drooling over his sweaty pecs in the thin tank top he usually wore and his thighs in those stupid gym shorts, fantasizing about all sorts of debauchery they could engage in.

However, as much as he liked to fantasize, it's safe to say Jimin was way too timid to actually approach him.

Apart from the mystery gym guy being hella hot, he was also- for that very reason- extremely intimidating.

(“God Hobi, I mean, I can't look him in the eye! I’ve been nursing this crush for at least 2 months now, I can't approach him? I mean, what would I even say to him? ‘Hey, i've been watching you from across the gym for a while now, I think you're pretty hot, wanna bang?’”

“That would be weird. And creepy.” Hoseok nodded sagely.)

So therein lies the problem.

The man in question hadn’t been seen at the gym for about two weeks now, and Jimin was starting to lose it.

“Hyung, he’s probably just on vacation or something. You’re overreacting.” Says Jungkook, returning from the bar with two cosmos in hand, one of which Jimin gratefully accepts.

“But- but what if he found another gym, what if he stopped coming to my gym? I don’t even know his name!”

Jimin collapses over the side of the booth dramatically, sighing like a Victorian maiden.

Taehyung rubs his back sympathetically. “Don't worry hyung, he’ll come back.”

💪💪💪💪

Gym Adonis did come back.

When Jimin walks through the doors, he turns around and screams silently into his hands as he catches sight of mystery gym guy.

He’s rolling out his legs on a floor mat near the entrance to the studio where Jimin holds his classes.

Which places him directly in Jimin’s path.

Fuck.

Jimin silently calculates every single possible path he could take to the entrance of his studio which would take him around gym guy.

Unfortunately, all of them are awkward and would make it exceedingly obvious that he was avoiding gym guy.

He’s been psychoanalyzing the situation in his head for too long, which translates to him standing by the check in desk for an inordinate amount of time.

Seokjin, who happens to be one of the managers, levels him with an unamused glare from behind the check-in desk.

“For fuck's sake Jimin-ah, go talk to him. Jesus.”

Jimin’s internal dialogue goes something like this:

God he’s so hot. I really should talk to him. It's been ages. But what happens if i fuck it up? God, what do I even say to him?

All this fizzles out when gym hottie looks up from his foam roller and locks eyes with him.

Here is the image seared into Park Jimin’s eyeballs.

Gym hottie is wearing his trademark thin tank top soaked through with sweat along with one of the sluttier pairs of shorts (fuck. Are those running shorts?) he’s seen. His foot is in the air, calf jutting out from where his thigh is pressed into the roller, his other leg crossed on top. His thighs- god, his golden, glistening thighs-are prominently displayed from where his shorts have ridden up, the meat of them spilling over from the pressure of the roller underneath him.

Needless to say, his brain promptly short circuits and he’s left standing there staring at gym hotties thighs like a creep, you're so fucking weird Jimin, what the fuck, snap out of it.

He’s jolted out of his thoughts when gym hottie clears his throat. To his horror, he realizes that his feet have carried him so that he’s now standing right in front of gym Adonis.

Oh god.

“You’re really hot.” He blurts.

The guy averts his gaze, smiling to himself. And-

Wow. Dimples.

“I-I’m so sorry! I just meant to-“

The guy chuckles good-naturedly.

“It's alright. I’ve noticed you staring.”

Wow.

Damn, his voice is deep, Jimin thinks.

He lowers his voice.

“I was wondering if I was gonna have to make the first move.”

That's- flattering. However-

“You've noticed me staring?”He says, flushing red.

“God that's so embarrassing, I’m so sorry-”

The guy shakes his head with a reassuring smile. “No, don't be. You never met my eyes; I just figured you were shy. But now…“

He hadn't really expected this guy to be into him right off the bat, but the way this guy was decidedly checking him out (Jimin silently thanked himself for wearing his cute Lululemon leggings that hugged his ass and thighs just right) Jimin figured he would take the shot.

“Would you maybe wanna…” Jimin trails off and looks at the floor. Those fucking thighs. God. I can barely look at him.

Gym hottie stares back at him, confused. “Wanna…?”

“Get a drink with me?

Wait. Was that too forward?

He scrambles to amend his statement.

“It doesn’t have to be alcohol.” He says, backpedaling. “It could just… be coffee or something?”

Hot guy chuckles. “Damn, don’t you at least want my name first?”

Jimin flushes bright red, his hand flying to the back of his neck. “Shit, right. I’m Park Jimin.”

“Ah, you’re the yoga instructor right? I’m Kim Namjoon.”

“That’s right.” Jimin actually doesn’t force a smile this time.

Gym hottie, or just Namjoon, finally stands up and rolls up his mat as Jimin watches. “I’d love to get a drink- or coffee or something- with you.”

Fuck, he’s adorable.

“Really?” Way to make it seem like you have low self-esteem, dumbass.

“Sure.” He smiles, adorable dimples on display.

He leans in closer.

“You think checking someone out at the gym doesn’t go both ways?”

Jimin’s face is several shades of crimson at this point. He can't quite believe this is actually happening, is tempted to pinch himself because there’s no way, right?

They exchange phone numbers before Namjoon has to leave, but not without a suave wink and a “text me, alright?”

When Namjoon finally leaves Jimin has to take several moments to compose himself.

He silent-screams into his hands for the second time that day.

From behind the desk, Seokjin whistles.

“You actually did it. I thought you would be too much of a coward.”

“I got his number,” he whispers to himself, dazed. “I actually got his number.”

Jimin whips around.

“Hyung! I got his number!”

Jimin whoops in glee. The other gym patrons are definitely looking at him weird but Jimin could care less.

He has the promise of a date to look forward to.

💪💪💪💪

Jimin 7:58 pm

Hey, this is Jimin, the yoga instructor?

Namjoon 8:00 pm

Hi :) I remember, you're the cute small one

Jimin squeals. The cute small one?

Jimin 8:01 pm

Lol you think im cute?

Namjoon 8:02 pm

Yea ofc. You’re adorable

Jimin 8:02 pm

Please I’m so bad at taking compliments, I cannot physically accept it

Youre the cute one

Namjoon 8:03 pm

LOL you’re so funny

And that’s definitely not true, you’re the cute one

They go back and forth like this for a while until the conversation shifts to a possible date.

Jimin 8:10pm

So you weren’t lying when you said you wanna go out with me huh.

Namjoon 8:10pm

Why would i lie about that

Jimin 8:11pm

Sooo where would you wanna go? Hypothetically. If we were going on a date.

O-kay, calm down, Park Jimin. Take a chill pill. It’s just a date. You’ve been on dates before.

Namjoon 8:11pm

there's this cute little bakery I've been wanting to check out for a while. I follow the owner on instagram and they make these really beautiful pastries and tarts.

if, hypothetically, we were going on a date.

Jimin laughs.

Namjoon sends him the address and they set a date, and the whole time Jimin is questioning his reality.

Is this the Matrix? Is he in a simulation right now? Because he can hardly believe this is happening.

Jimin flops back on the bed. He feels a bit like a character in a teenage Disney channel movie.

💪💪 💪 💪

“Hyung, you’re definitely overthinking this.”

Jungkook’s exasperated voice comes through the speaker of his phone. On the screen, Taehyung jumps into the frame.

“Wear those slutty jeans you have. You know, the ones with the buttons on the butt that open.”

“Those are for clubbing only, you harlot.” He chastises.

“This is a normal regular date at a normal, regular place.”

Jimin sighs. He has the majority of his wardrobe spread out on his bed, frantically trying to find something to wear to his date.

It seems like all of his clothes are either too casual or too formal, with nothing in between.

Eventually he decides on a cute baby blue sweater that’s just big enough to fall a little bit off one shoulder with his trademark ripped skinny jeans that make his ass look magnificent.

“Looks great, hyung.” Jungkook says through the phone.

“Yeah, he’d be crazy not to wanna jump you right away,” says Taehyung.

💪💪💪💪

Turns out Namjoon is not actually a meathead like Jimin had assumed.

He reads a lot, is really into modern art (the highbrow type of shit that Jimin never really understood) and even makes music on the side.

When Jimin tells him that he dances, he’s immediately enthusiastically on board.

“That’s amazing! I'll make you a beat, something you can dance to.”

Jimin curls into himself, suddenly shy.

“Aw, I don't know about that, I’m afraid I won't do it justice-“

“No, of course not, I know you’ll be good.” Namjoon smiles warmly and wow. He's so golden and pretty, Jimin thinks, dazed.

“Thanks.”

They talk about anything and everything, and the more they talk, Jimin finds himself more and more endeared and attracted to this man.

He’s smart and kind and funny and handsome and a million other things that Jimin can’t quite put into words.

Which is why when Namjoon offers to walk him home, Jimin accepts.

And when they get to the door of Jimin’s apartment, he summons all his courage to ask-

“What, no goodbye kiss?” with a smirk.

Namjoon blinks, surprised, but quickly recovers. He shyly smiles, eyes crinkling, before leaning in slowly and-

Wow.

His lips are plush and warm and Jimin can't help but kiss him harder. Namjoon cups his jaw with his (large) hand and kisses back, equally as enthusiastic.

They break the kiss and for a moment it's just them, breathing in each other’s air.

Namjoon steps back.

“How are you so…..” he trails off, seemingly lost for words.

“So…..what?”Jimin bats his eyelashes, bites his lip, trying for all the world to look as delectably fuckable as possible.

See, Jimin wasn't usually the kind of guy who put out on the first date, but. Namjoon was the kind of guy he would make an exception for.

Namjoon shakes his head, dismissing the point.

“Would you wanna-” Jimin starts but Namjoon cuts him off.

“Please don’t take this the wrong way but-” Namjoon flushes, scratching the back of his neck. “I don’t want this to be a one time thing, I-I wanna date you for real. I wanna be your boyfriend. He turns away, suddenly shy, mumbles, “You deserve that much at least.”

Jimin is endeared to say the least.

“To be completely honest with you? I wanted the same thing.

💪💪💪💪

From there things progress quickly.

Turns out, Jimin and Namjoon are a great couple. Jimin falls quickly, Namjoon less so. For him it's more of a gradual realization that he’s falling in love, whereas Jimin comes to terms with it much more quickly. They spend whole days together on their days off from work, going to every possible gallery and cafe and museum and park and restaurant in Seoul.

The day comes where Jimin is to introduce Namjoon to his friends, and he is.

Nervous, to say the least.

(“Oh god, what if they dont like me? What if they think I'm a pretentious intellectual?” Namjoon frets, wringing his hands.)

“Babe, with a body like yours, I guarantee you they’ll be pleasantly surprised when the word “anti-capitalist” comes out of your mouth. )

Needless to say, it went well.

Jungkook is, for some reason, starstruck. “I listen to you on Soundcloud!”

Namjoon laughs, a bit embarrassed.

“Wow, really?”

He and Hoseok bond over their mutual love for music and songwriting.

Taehyung takes a moment to look him up and down and whistles, saying to Jimin:

“You sure bagged yourself a nice one, Jiminie.”

Their dates always end the same way: they're making out, usually with Jimin in Namjoon’s lap, but Namjoon always chickens out and leaves awkwardly whenever Jimin even suggests taking his pants off.

It’s frustrating to no avail.

Eventually, Jimin confronts him about it.

They're at Jimin’s place, Netflix playing in the background, and they're kissing.

They’re kissing and it's great and Jimin is fully in his lap and Namjoon most certainly has his tongue down his throat and he keeps making these little sounds, a sound somewhere between a sigh and a groan and it lights a fire in Jimin’s blood. He breaks the kiss to pant heavily into Joon’s mouth, his big hands circling his small waist, their foreheads touching.

He knows where this is headed. They’ll kiss until Jimin starts tugging at his shirt, and then Namjoon will get all hesitant and awkward and make up some excuse and then he’ll leave.

Jimin doesn’t want him to.

So this time, when Namjoon breaks the kiss and leans back, Jimin says, frustrated-

“Why won’t you fuck me?”

Namjoon makes a strangled noise.

Jimin is- mad now, frustrated and horny and confused.

“Am I not fuckable enough for you? I mean, I'm cute, right? Im cute and I’m small and I have nice thighs and iI fucking have abs, okay? I don't know what else you want from me-

“No, no, Jimin, stop! I promise it’s not you-” Namjoon interrupts him, frantic.

“Well then what is it, Joon? Because I’ve wracked my brain for hours about this.”

Jimin crosses his arms.

“And it makes me feel…. I dunno. Like I'm not worthy.”

“No, no, I promise it's not that.”

Namjoon plants a tender kiss on his forehead.

“It's…. Well, I haven't been with anyone in a long time- since my ex. And that was.” Namjoon sighs. “Anyway. The point is.”

“You’re here and you're so sexy and confident and I feel like this huge bumbling idiot and I kept running away because- well, because I didn't feel like I was worthy enough to have you.”

He shrugs.

“And I was terrified that we- we would do it, we would have sex, and i’d be terrible and you’d be disappointed and you wouldn’t want me anymore.”

“Oh Joon.”

Jimin kisses him, a tender one this time.

“Of course I want you. I want all of you.”

Jimin smiles at him.

“And hey, even if you are terrible, I can make you un-terrible.” He waggles his eyebrows.

“That's not how that word works.”

“Anti-terrible.”

“Youre so-”

“I'm so what?” Jimin grins cheekily.

Namjoon rolls his eyes before kissing him with fervor, catching Jimin off guard.

From there things progress quickly.

Time passes in a blur until they're both shirtless, Jimin fully in Namjoon’s lap. They’re panting into each other’s mouths, Namjoon kissing down the column of his throat.

“Beautiful,” he whispers.

He scrapes his teeth on his neck, teasing a bite, and Jimin whimpers.

“Fuck, Joon-”

Namjoon comes back up to meet him, eyes dark, before kissing him again, so deep and heavy Jimin feels like he’s drowning. Namjoon's lips move against his own in a way that’s- dirty, really, wet and desperate and almost frantic in a way so that Jimin meets him with the same amount of desire.

Everything feels like- like Jimin is a live wire, like someone stripped away all of his insulation and is now exposed, one raw nerve. Namjoon’s touch lights up his body, every touch has him shivering and pressing back into it, craving more.

Then they have sex goodbye.

The end bro

[mizpeak]

Yooo that's so fun (and cute if i might be allowedto say)! I hope the writing goes well. As for how I'm doing let's just say I've been hit with the ao3 writers curse so like... I've been struggling

*but* I did write two fics recently which I'm super proud of so that were fun and it was a collab between me and another artist which was so cool!! (and I got to lore drop in the beginning notes, a true rite of passage!)

Oh! I also sent you a retro abt dnf ideas. No pressure at all but it's there when you have a minute (not that. it's a particularily ground breaking idea 🧍)

I have a few more things to write before the year let's out so I'm gonna put my nose to the ground and grind 💪

-💫

yes i don’t mind you saying that at all! thank you <3 and WOOOO! that’s so exciting! i’ll definitely check them out (and feel free to link them here if you’d like)!

the ao3 writer’s curse… [duck smoking gif] a true classic. wishing you the best

and omg… 😁 i am going to go check my retro right now 😁

i can’t wait to see what else you write! it’s been a while, i went super inactive for like… 7 months… BUT we may be back 😼 it was good to hear from you!

[kopivie]

probably just had the msot unproductive study sesh in my life🥰 did 1 and a half chapters of math out of like 9 or ten💪💪

did i spend like 15 mins flipping through the printed additonal chapters j had from last year and marking the needed topics with weak sticky notes and securing said weak sticky notes with notoriously weak washi tape and labeling and organizing said labels in a way so that nothing covered eachother? yes.

was like 1h 30mins of the 3-4hrs i was supposed to spend studying spent dying bc period make my hormones make me constipated n in pain n i’ll use any excuse not to stufy math even tho im highk failing math? yes

was like another 20 mins spent going through the chinese genshin fansongs n other songs n instagram reels? yk the answer; yes.

i also spent a good 3 mins looking through my math scores from my old school bc i was passing and on fire and i miss that and all was well until i went back “grinding”

now i cant sleep bc i need to study but cant study bc i need and want to sleep. im in another dilemma without coffee or tea, i need supplies😭🙏

anws on the brightside i got an A in my rushed bio research paper😍‼️

n, hru, cinnananaananannanana :)))? hope ur doing well‼️ 🦫anon, peacing out for the night✌️

you're just like me fr 😭😭 congrats on the paper though, like that's a huge win in spite of everything fr 🫡

as for me.. ah;; i'm ngl i'm feeling terrible? i've been talking about violet a lot lately to mask the sinking feeling of dread i have bc of finances. like the world is expensive, college is going well, but it's SO expensive and there's so many things falling apart at once.

i have very limited access to food, no money to hold onto to save for my bill for next semester, i need a new laptop, money for a disney world trip that i'm going on with my former coworkers next month, my body is being weird and idk why, i can't write anything, i'm getting lazy with my work...

so uh. not doing so hot. but i mean... the semester is over in like two weeks, so.. godspeed.

i do wanna apologize for talking about violet a lot, though. that must be... rather irritating. i'm trying rlly hard to stay positive via the happiness he brings me, but even then, i don't speak to him much anymore these days bc i'm a wreck.

[monsterkong]

The Grind Never Stops: How Work Ethic Defines Success

You’ve probably heard a lot of motivational speeches about success and hard work. But let’s be real—some people just don’t want to put in the effort. 🙅‍♂️ I’ve seen it firsthand: people who don’t want to make calls, who avoid tough tasks, and simply can’t be bothered to grind. And guess what? That’s the exact reason some people succeed while others don’t. 💡

The Work Ethic That Separates Winners 🏅

Here’s the thing—every successful person I know is a workaholic. They don’t just dabble in their work; they go all in. They’re relentless in their pursuit of success, and they don’t complain when things get tough. 💪 They have thick skin, and they know how to push through adversity. 📈

If you’re serious about building something great, you need to develop this kind of work ethic. Not just showing up, but truly giving it your all. No shortcuts, no complaints, just a mindset focused on results. 🚀

Surviving the Tough Times 🌪️

Let me tell you, I’ve been to the brink in my business. I’ve faced moments where I thought everything was going to collapse. 😩 It’s been a rollercoaster of challenges and victories, but the only way I’ve survived—and even thrived—was by adopting an insane work ethic.

In the past six months, I’ve grown more than I did in the years before. That’s not an accident—it’s the result of intense focus, relentless effort, and pushing through, no matter how tough things got. 🌟

The Bottom Line 📝

If you want to succeed, you need to be prepared for the grind. There’s no secret formula, no magic bullet—it’s all about work. The ones who make it to the top? They’re the ones who keep going, no matter how many obstacles stand in their way. 🌱

So, let’s embrace the grind, push past the challenges, and work like there’s no tomorrow. Because at the end of the day, work ethic is what separates the winners from the rest. 🔥

[presidentbungus]

Can I get uhhhhhhhhh a short fuse (demoengie) with a side of crossfaction? Maybe with a little bit of sneaking around and/or pining thank yew :3

uhh it’s been like a month but good news I’m back on this shit again😁😁😁 motivation damaged but not down. love wins. should hopefully be back on that grind again soonish💪💪💪💪💪

anyway uhh yeah I went a little nuts with the pining aspect friends to lovers wm I right😂😂😂 but yeah hopefully this works. whatevr I said in the beginning note about demo being skeptical on the existence of emotions. the conclusion’s a bit poopy because I did NOT know how to end it but I do whatever I want . I am going to say I want to return to this later and realistically I will not but love has won bigger before wish me luck

ao3

Demo takes off from his own base in the dead of night, landing in the sand deep in BLU territory. He remembers to pack his parachute today—that’s a good thing. His ankles barely even snap as he hits the ground.

The roll-up garage door guarding the combination workshop-infirmary was a very careful decision on Engie’s part, for a lot of reasons, though Demo doubts this one was really what he envisioned while he was getting it installed. If it works, though, it works. Tavish marches up to it and knocks once, followed by two quick taps—a Morse code ‘D’. Dell’s right behind the door as it rolls up and Demo kind of wants to tackle him, but he settles for an uneasy side-hug as he limps into the lab.

“It’s been a while,” Tavish says, and he lets himself smile just this once. “Where’ve you been?”

“Busy as all hell. Everyone is—this is the first night in awhile nobody’s bothering us. Did you sticky jump here again?”

Demo stops for a moment, dumping his stuff onto the workbench, and then swivels. “Well my ankles are only a wee bit broken. Give me some credit.”

Dell frowns. “One ‘a these days you’re just gonna, like, hit your head on a rock or something in the middle of the desert. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“It’s no problem, Truckie, really. If I couldn’t bloody sticky jump I wouldn’t have my job.”

“I still reckon—“

“Hello, Demoman,” comes a high-pitched voice from somewhere deeper in the bowels of the lab. “If you have to use the Medi-Gun you may though please avoid sudden movements. I am working with a new specimen.”

Engie must see Demo’s incredulous look flash across because he squeezes his arm and says: “Oh yeah, I guess I shoulda said Medic’s here too.”

There’s a divider curtain. Medic pulls it back and waves. “I have been sworn to secrecy already, and to be frank with you I do not really care. I’m not here. Don’t worry about it.”

Demo goes through the curtain and plunks down on the operating table, as Dell tinkers with something and gets the Medi-Gun on and going. “One of these days, Engie…”

“It’s fine. No one’ll know, I promise.”

“Medic knows.”

“Medic’s trustworthy. That’s a lie. Medic’s trustworthy about this one thing in particular.”

Tavish flexes his ankles, feeling the bones fit back together, narrowing his eye.

“I am a very trustworthy person,” Medic adds, and it’s not immediately clear if it’s sarcasm or not.

“Tell yourself what you need to,” Engie says. He flicks off the Medi-Gun, grabs Tavish by the shoulder, leads him back to the workshop. “Anything in particular you wanna work on, or…”

Tavish sniffles. “I dunno. What’re you doin’ right now?”

“Well, I thought I might work on the ol’ level three print a little—and, um, wait, I guess I was—what do you think of the rockets I have in here right now? They’re pretty lightweight so I can load ‘em easier but they don’t do quite as much damage as I want.”

"God I missed this," Tavish says, and Engie stares at him, and he follows: "The, uh... construction is... a wee bit interesting."

Engie grins. "That bad?"

"You said it, not me," and Engie claps him on the back and it feels like every single wee little thing he's been stressin' over the last six months just goes away.

—

Tavish wakes up late-late at night-almost-morning when someone nudges him, and he sits up and he yawns and stretches and for a moment he's not sure where he is.

He rubs his eye enough it ain't so damn blurry and he's a little hungover and he sees Engie next to him, smiling gently, saying words he doesn't quite process yet, and he looks back and Medic's also talking behind him. Maybe to him. He can't tell.

Some damn noise, and he looks over and realizes Engie's trying to get his attention. "Hey. Hey. You awake?"

What comes out of Demo's mouth next is more a mangled clump of vowels than anything resembling words, but he hopes he gets the idea.

"I'm, uh. Sorry—I don't wanna have to wake you up, but..."

"It is bedtime," Medic says, and the fact that he's in a tank top and cross-covered pajama pants and dinky little dove slippers makes sense. "Just because we have company does not mean we can afford to lose sleep. Isn’t that right, Engie?”

Dell looks at Medic, and then looks at Tavish pleadingly, like he’s begging him to say something, and then he crosses his arms and looks at the floor.

“Ahem.”

“Yes, Doc. Whatever you want me to say.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” Medic hums. “I know you would like to cuddle some more but there are other priorities.”

It’s quiet for a moment. Medic does not elaborate. Demo squints. “Um, what?”

“I wouldn’t call it cuddlin’, necessarily. Needed a surface to sleep on and he chose me.”

“What?”

“Don’t worry about it or anything—I, uh, I didn’t mind.”

Demo squints a little more, standing and taking a few steps away. There’s a very visible patch of drool staining Engie’s overalls. 

… Whoops.

“As amusing as this is I am going to have to ask you to leave, Demo,” Medic says, and despite the total absence of sincerity he doesn’t seem mean about it. “Thank you for visiting. Come again! Or something along those lines.”

“Uh… sure.” Something structurally integral in Demo’s brain is falling apart very noisily—he can practically hear the beams snapping. “Yeah. Alright.”

Medic seizes Engie by the shoulder, lifting him out of his seat and dragging him towards the door. “See you later, partner.”

“Bye Engie.” Why exactly does his chest feel like it is going to implode? He might be having a heart attack. “Um, seeya. Or something.”

He only realizes once he’s already taken off again that his parachute is still where he left it, under the desk in the workshop, and he wakes up in respawn with a headache and vaguely remembers smashing his head into the base wall and feels like maybe just this one time Engie was right.

—

Behind the wall, under the stairs, away from the fight in the first place. Nobody comes down here unless they’re spies and spies should know to leave enough alone. He caught Engie making the trek back to the cart—the toolbox he was carrying lays in the canal, contents sinking, and Tavish has a foot on his chest and a sword aimed right at his throat.

God—he does this too much. Engie grins at him despite every single thing, still just having the time of his life, and he clears his throat and braces his arms against the ground and says: “You know I won’t get mad at you if ya kill me.” 

Tavish considers himself to be in tune with his emotions, or something stupid like that. It would be lying to say he doesn’t care if Engie cares—he does. That’s the bloody thing. That’s why he sits here without the bloody balls to bring the sword down into his throat, do his job, seal the fucking deal. No matter what he sits there and says to make him feel better about it and no matter how much he grins his lopsided little grin, that makes Tavish’s chest ache if he looks at it too long. 

It’s why he drives the sword into the cobbled pavement instead of Engie, leans on the hilt and tries not to look like his organs are six seconds from coming out his mouth, and he says: “Can’t we just talk?”

“Tavvy, you know I wish we could.” He probably knows how absolutely devastating this feels, so he sits up best he can and taps Demo on the knee with his wrench. “I’m sorry. You remember what happened ‘tween you and Soldier.”

“I know. Keep getting attached to things I can’t have.”

He doesn’t expect Dell to hear this, but he does, of course. “Hey, don’t be like that. We can make this work out. Just gotta be careful—“

And it’s right here something splats, and it takes Demo a second to realize Engie’s face isn’t there anymore. Just blood. A bullet gleams in the gore. Sniper waves at him through a window and Demo glares but he can’t bring himself to say anything.

… Maybe if he let Engie stand up a little faster…

There’s no point in thinking about it, he knows. Probably for the best or something along those lines. Demo feels a thousand pounds heavy as he drags himself away. About eleven minutes later he crosses the line of fire and Engie waves at him and he’s instantly blown up by a level three, and he thinks he sort of deserves it to be honest.

—

“I don’t—I dunno, mate. It’s hard. It’s so bloody hard and I wish it weren’t.”

Scout leans against his shoulder—already having a fair hard time staying upright. Barely two bottles deep, plus the beer out here’s like water. Bloody lightweight. “What’s hard?”

“… Engie. Being friends with… Engineer. The other one. Have you been listening?”

“Oh, yeah, sorry. I’m sorry but I think you’re thinking way too much about it.”

“Scout, you’re drunk.”

“Y’know—“ (hic)—“y’know I don’t really get your choice in guys but, you know, do what you want. Free freakin’ country.”

Demo pushes Scout off a little, so he just slides into his lap instead. “Choice in—huh?”

“Y’know what I do when I got my eye on someone? I’ll tell ya. I—I shoot my shot, I tell ‘em. You worry about it and you’re done for, okay. Just—just dead in the water. Like a stupid fish. Stomach up in the air.”

“Scout, what the hell are you talking about?”

“Shoot your—your freakin’ shot, man, is what I mean!”

Oh god what is he saying. “I’m not in… I’m not in love with him, Scout, what the hell are you on?”

Scout hiccups for a long time and then eventually turns his entire body over and looks up at Demo with glistening eyes, crumpled like he just said something deeply harmful.

After a while of flapping his stupid jaw and saying nothing he eventually says: “Are you… sure?”

“Why do people keep bloody thinkin’ we’re shacking up or some shite? We’re mates! Mates do things together! It’s okay for me to wantae—you know.”

“Kiss him?”

Demo hesitates for entirely too long. “Platonically.”

Scout sits up a little and spits into the grass, for no apparent reason. “Shoot your shot, man,” he says.

“You’re drunk, Scoutie.”

“So are you.”

“You’re not thinkin’—“

“On love.”

Tavish doesn’t know how to respond to this so he just says: “If you throw up on my bloody pants I’m pushing ye off the roof.”

“Am I freakin’ wrong?”

Demo doesn’t reply.

“‘S’what I thought.”

“It’s not gonna be… we can’t, y’know. Too much risk. Even now we gotta sneak around behind all your backs.”

“No one cares, Demo.”

“The bloody company cares. Can’t go around just—givin’ sweet little kisses to everyone I fancy.”

Scout’s entire body tightens, and Demo scrambles backwards as he expects puke to factor in somewhere but it’s just to release a particularly violent cough. “So you just… be careful, huh? And I mean it’s not like he’s Soldier—“

“Scout you are literally repeating what he keeps saying to me.”

“Maybe it’s true.”

Tavish has no reply to this.

“You ain’t gonna be happy if you just pretend it doesn’t exist cause you’re sad or whatever, pally. Ya gotta steel your nuts and bite the bullet and just tell him.”

“… Okay.” Tavish does not feel comfortable with this. “Are ye… sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“You’re drunk.”

“I’m sure.”

Demo burps, patting Scout’s shoulder, trying to figure out a way to combat this but he can’t and as terrifying as that is it’s also a little bit… weird. Good weird. He can’t think of the word and he doesn’t want to.

“You know,” he says—with the idea he’ll go somewhere after this.

“I know what?”

“One time we were workin’ together and I fell asleep on him and he let me sleep on him for like three hours—“

“He loves you back,” Scout mumbles.

“You really think so?”

“Stop—thinkin’ about it, I already said.”

“… Okay.”

“Listen. You’re gonna go to that—uh, wherever you’re goin’. March up to him. Say I love you. If it’s anything like the movies, you’ll kiss.”

Tavish sneers. “Is that the basis for your comparison, lad?”

“No. I mean like a realistic movie. Just tell me you’re gonna do it.”

“Why would I?”

“‘Cause you want to.”

“… You don’t know that.”

Scout clambers onto him, clutching his shirt. “Yes I do. I know everything.”

“No you don’t. You’re drunk.”

“Say you promise.”

“I don’t—“

“Promise me, Demo.”

“Will you get off me?”

“Tell him how you feel.”

“Okay.” Something breaks in his head, again. “Okay. Christ. Fine. I’ll tell him.”

Scout gives a doofy little smile, and sloughs back onto the ground. “Great to hear, pal.”

“If it goes bad I’ll kill ye.”

“It won’t.”

God Tavish hopes Scout is right.

—

Been going on an hour or two--nothing between them but the Haze, coffee and beer and not sleeping for however long it's been, for either of them. Demo works shitty low-end jobs in Teufort to keep his mum happy and Dell just does his thing, contraptions no one needed or wanted but that he still works on, night after night after sleepless day. Always going. Tavish doesn't know if his family ever even existed--wouldn't be surprised if he came out of the oil field one day, from the dust and sun, never slept a wink since.

Tonight's Friday. Tavish's sticky launcher lies in front of them, disassembled, as Dell makes notes on its structure and construction. Have to have done this a thousand times but he always finds somethin' new to gloat on. Here's the one day of the week Medic's not allowed to bug him about getting to bed in time, long as he sleeps in--maybe it was half an hour ago he said that he just got up at six anyway and kept to himself in the workshop, til Medic got wise and started listening for the door arsecrack of the morning. It’s not healthy and Demo tells him that but then Engie says well he sleeps about two hours a day cause of all those jobs and Demo says three hours, actually, and they both laugh because neither of them want to implicate each other of something they’re both entirely guilty of. 

He knows he’s supposed to say something—he knows what he supposed to say, but he doesn’t know how the hell he’s supposed to say it, so he decides he’ll bring it up later, maybe when they’re both a bit more drunk and sleep-drunk, high on the night. (Drunk on love, a voice annoyingly similar to Scout’s urges, which he blocks our soon as it comes). Somewhere deep inside of him he knows if he keeps postponing it, it’s never going to happen. 

Just a little longer, he promises that little image of Scout running circles in his head—maybe stumbling, considering the state he was in two nights ago. He was hoping he wouldn’t remember the conversation but he came up at like nine in the goddamn morning wearing sunglasses and full-body flinching at every noise telling him off for why hasn’t he done it yet, even though a grand total of six hours (three hours of sleep) had passed.

And even now Engie sets a hand on his back, smiling gently, sending some terrifying unidentifiable electricity through his body, and Tavish resists the urge to lean into him.

“Hey,” he says, the ever-present chuckle in his voice a calming undercurrent. “You alright? You’re thinking a lot.”

Tavish smiles, even though the act of it makes his organs rearrange in his chest cavity. “Oh—yeah, I’m great. Musta zoned out for a sec. What were you saying?”

Dell bites his bottom lip—he’s thinking about something, and by god Demo hopes it’s not him.

“Now you’re thinking,” Tavish mutters. “That ain’t fair.”

“… Partner, you know I think communication’s important.”

The way his heart drops straight into his bloody kidneys. “Of course.”

“If something’s wrong… you can tell me.”

“Are you sure?” This is not what he meant to say this is not what he meant to say at all. “I mean—“

“Of course I’m sure,” and it takes Demo a second to process what exactly just happened, and he looks down at his hand and finds Dell gripping it tight tight tight and he’s a little dizzy, to be honest. “You know I‘m here for you. Thick n’ thin. If there’s something bothering you it’s bothering me too, alright?”

“… I don’t think ye wantae know.” This one’s true, at the very least.

“I do, is the issue.” He’s gaining speed. “If it’s—you’re allowed to talk about yourself, Tavvy. Ain’t no one gonna judge you here.”

“It’s different,” he urges. “I have—I’m fine, but—it’s not that.”

“So what is it?” The look on his face is a very clear we are coming back to this later.

“I don’t—I just can’t—“

Engie hugs him, and squeezes out every single thought in his mind.

With one awful exception.

Stupid fish. Dead in the bloody water. Shoot your shot, chucklenuts.

“I love you,” he says.

“What?”

“I’ve—I’ve just been—“ go for it, go for it, dead in the water, don’t go bloody belly up you’ve made it this far—“I guess I’m just trying to say that, um… I just think maybe…”

“Demo?”

“I said I love you,” he says, more firmly, and when Dell doesn’t respond he keeps going: “You care too much about me and—we’ve been meetin’ for lord knows how long and every time you touch me it feels like I’m gonna die in a good way, and if you don’t think that too that’s alright and I’m not gonna—“

“I love you too.”

Something white hot burns down his spine and into his blood, flashing into the ends of his fingers and back.

“You don’t have to say that.”

“I mean it, Tavish. I really do.”

“Are you sure?”

And here Engie pulls back and to be honest Demo’s a bit sore at the loss of contact but the hands on his shoulders are still there and for a second they’re so close their faces are almost touching, just sitting there and there’s no one else in the goddamn world but them two, and Dell’s goggles are off and there’s something in his eyes so deep and joyful Tavish feels a little dizzy just thinking about it and Dell says: “May I?”

“May you what?” Smooth moves, Tavish. “Wait. I think I got it. Yes you can.”

Something connects—and it connects and everything lights up on fire, burning impossibly bright and loud, and Demo is probably going insane by now but he can swear it just tastes like honey—sweet and rich. When Dell pulls back from the kiss he feels like some large part of him has been taken with it and Dell can have it for all he goddamn cares. 

They kiss again shorter this time and Tavish can’t feel his legs and Dell says, a little breathless: “I hope that answers all relevant questions.”

And look at that, he’s still alive. “Still swimming in the bloody reef.” 

“Huh?”

“Nothing.”

He grins, pulling Tavish down to kiss him on the chin, and Tavish is just kind of going along with whatever at this point to be honest. “Oh, shucks, this is great,” he says. “I’m—oh. I’m so excited. I love you so much.” Another chin-kiss, a little higher. 

“… I love you too.” Is this really all he had to do? “Are you sure?”

“Sure as a sparrow in spring, sweetheart.”

Tavish is pretty sure that means yes. “Alright,” he says.

“Alright? We’re good. We’re so good.”

“Y’know we’re partners now.” Emphasize partners, with a little stupid accent to draw across the joke. Dell gets it in about half a second, given how loud he immediately starts laughing, kissing Demo again and again and again until he’s more dizzy than he already was and he knows Scout’s gonna I-told-you-so ‘til the sun burns out but for once maybe he deserves it.

Tavish could get used to this, he really could, and part of that’s terrifying but also mind-numbingly thrilling in some bizarre, to be honest fairly obvious way.

Digression, or something. Something tells him right here and right now he doesn’t have to think about it so hard, and maybe that’s enough. Drunk on love. He’s gonna punch Scout when he gets back to base.

[icharchivist]

Sometimes I think "Oh, I'm starting to catch up to some of the big/mid players!"

And then I see you with your almost all your stashes unlocked and with all the Eternals unlocked-

"Nope. Never gonna reach em. Rip."

DFKJDFLKJDFLKDFJLFDKJDFLKJFDLKDF

That's hilarious but nooo don't beat yourself up about it!!

if it's any consolation, i'm pretty sure i count more as HL in general, i'm rank 177 and i especially was extremely lucky to be carried by a crew full of now 200+ people who are constantly motivating me to work better, or who just downright drag me into raids i'm in no way able to help but end up being able to leech thanks to their work. It helped a lot when i was growing as a player.

The stashes can be unlocked anytime so it's not showing much, just that personally i hoard things until i figure out what i should be doing

and if it's any consolation: i've started playing in December 2019. It's already been two years. I did take a few months break at some point but what i mean is that i've played a while. And i've joined my crew really early and i've been motivated to do better specifically for them, if only to be a support for them during Unit and Fight.

my crew is also an avid Unit and Fight crew so this is where i got to be able to at least have 4 copies of each Revenant Weapons, and, once you end up carried by the U&F competition, managing to get the 40 weapons needed for the uncap... happens. I won't say it is easy, but it happens. And personally i've been warned very early about it so i've been working on hoarding those 40 weapons ever since i started the game even though i was in no way prepared for any of this.

(Not to mention i got one Eternal for free with the 6th anni)

Now i mention all of that because trust me for a long time: i was stranding behind, i was not motivated enough despite it all to keep moving up.

But when i came back i had a kick which was y'know what. I'm finishing all of my Seraphic now. The moment i did that i ended up being much more confident about my firepower and figured i could work more. Seraphic is your best bet to start with: it's the "less effort" of the forging quests and will give you a major boost in power at all time. It's where you'll figure yourself how far you can push yourself on others level of the game.

Before my hiatus, i had 3 Eternals: one i got for free, Threo, and two i worked for, Tien and Seox. It's last month that i realized that i had all the mats for all the Eternals and i legit binged all 7 of them because i hoarded so much mats in two years i just needed a few more hours grinding.

Wanting to be more powerful in gbf is extremely overwhelming because there's a hundred things coming your way. Especially when you struggle putting up a fight, thinking about all you must do to reach HL is super overwhelming, and seeing the amount of mats needed for it is overwhelming.

but once you start to focus on it bit by bit, it gets easier. Less focusing on how to be HL and more on "what is the direct thing i can improve right now"

dfldhkfjdF i feel like i'm lecturing you and that's not my intend, but if you want tips on some stuff you can start to focus on, i'll gladly give a hand.

But what i'm trying to say is that, take your time and don't compare yourself too hard to higher leveled people. Trust me, getting this powerful take time and luck and it's best to focus on the next thing you can do for your own progression.

For now focus on what power you do have and appreciate the little victories. If there's a raid you can solo, some specific combinaison of charas you are proud of, or even one chara you worked hard on? that's already great. Don't take away your own accomplishment so far by comparing yourself to higher levels.

If you need any tips i'll gladly try to help out a little!

Take care, you can do it! 💪

[minme0w]

IK NO ONE CARES BUT IM GONNA DO THIS !!!!

1. Chanhee, minho, and beomgyu all give the same vibes 😭😭

2. the Canada line <3

3. Eric cuz i wouldn't be able to stop laughing

4. Changmin and chanhee

5. Ji changmin.

6. I HAD A DREAM THAT ME AND SUNWOO WENT ON A DATE AND I FELL ON MY FACE SO PROBABLY NOT THAT.

7. Sangyeon just makes me smile. He has such a pretty smile and it makes me wanna cry. He's just such a sweet man and he's an amazing leader :(

8. Jacob is the sweetest man ever, he is just such a sweetheart and he's Canadian so I have a special love for him, and omg his voice is perfect

9. Younghoon has been bias-wrecking me since last August, hes just so funny and GOD he is so pretty. Again, his smile makes me smile

10. Hyunjae was one of the first members I noticed and his stage presence is so amazing. He has such a soft voice and he's so funny, he always makes me laugh <33

11. Deobi I love all of u

12. Tattoo <3

13. Probs chanhee

14. no :(

15. Mirotic or monster kingdom

16. Juyeon is often talked about for his looks or his dancing skills and although he is so fine and such a great dancer, he truly is just such a nice guy I wanna hug him

17. KEVIN !!! he literally makes me so happy he is such a comfort idol for me, he is just such a sweet man and makes me feel so valid ong

18. Chanhee is another comfort idol he heals my soul and makes me laugh everytime I hear him talk. His voice is beautiful and he's so pretty, he's been one of my biases since the start

19. Changmin is my bias along w sunwoo and chanhee and I love him so much. He's so different than other idols, he's cute but he's also so fine, he likes horror like me, and he's an amazing dancer. He's not afraid to show his emotions, and GOD does he give me gender envy... but I love him so much <3

20. Changmin and sunwoo and chanhee = best trio

21. Haknyeon is another one of my bias wreckers, honestly I love the whole group so much. He is so pretty and one of the most beautiful smiles in kpop. Amazing voice, and again SOOO pretty.

22. I wasn't a fan when hwall was in the group, but I've seen basically all the content from tbz so I obv know a lot abt him. I have a poster of him in my room, and I think he is such an amazing idol. I'm happy that he stills has a small fan base even tho he left the group.

23. Sunwoo <3 the reason I got into the group, one of my reasons to keep going, one of the most sweet and adorable men alive, God i love u sunwoo. Hes such a good artist in general, and overall just a sweet guy who's SO comforting. Ily sunwoo

24. Eric is sorta my bias i literally love this man and his little lisp, he's so funny and his rap in no air will never not make me go feral. His podcast ep w Eric nam is so good I rewatch it like once a month ily Eric

25. No skips idc

26. Being a deobi is being surrounded by the best fandom ever <33

27. Changmin and sunwoo <3

28. They motivate me to accept myself for who I am, skz and tbz helped me so much w accepting myself

29. I have all chase albums, 1 maverick, all thrill-ing, and one bloom bloom

30. Nothing rely

31. Grind me down by liliana wilde reminds me of Q for some reason lol

32. Kingdom!! I was already listening to some of their music, but their monster performance in kingdom was so good I had to fully stan

33. They r more than just pretty faces they have some of the most talented singers and dancers in kpop rn

34. Chucky

35. Sangyeon 💪

36. Eric 😭😭

37.

38. HONESTLY IDK I WANNA SEE THEM GO SLEDDING

39. I wish that their next cb does really well and that they are all happy <3

40. ADORE U BY SVT

41. Text me back

42. I want changmins dancing skills please

43. Sunwoo T^T

44. Surgeon 😭😭

45. Chase Atlantic

46. I read one abt erics lisp and it was cute but I don't read much fanfic abt them

47. I would ask chanhee whay shampoo he uses that man has beautiful hair

48. I wish I was there when he was in the group 10/10 :((

49. Sunwoo

50. No air

51. Eric <33

52. 13

53. Chanhee pastel purple hair

54. PLS PUT THEM IN WE BARE BEARS

55. Probably chanhee or younghoon

56. CHANHEE

57. I have no clue what this means

58. Sunwoo and Eric T^T

59. Sunwoo

60. I miss creker

61. Sangyeon!!!

oki im done this took forever tbh but its okiii <33

The Boyz questions

Have fun with it, be creative too 

Match the members of The Boyz with your biases from other groups (or other idols, people you know irl)

Who are the two members that you would partner up with in the Mafia game?

Who wouldn’t you choose to partner up with in the mafia game?

Which two members do you think you are a hybrid of?

Who scares you? (For whatever reason - be creative with it)

You’re going on a date with your bias… What are you gonna do?

Describe Sangyeon from your perspective

Describe Jacob from your perspective

Describe Younghoon from your perspective

Describe Hyunjae from your perspective

Say a few words to your fellow Deobi

Favourite song?

Who would you road trip with?

Have you ever met them? (If so - wow I’m jealous and if not, :( me too)

Favourite performance?

Describe Juyeon from your perspective

Describe Kevin from your perspective

Describe New from your perspective

Describe Q from your perspective

Favourite ship? (Friendship, membership idk)

Describe Ju Haknyeon from your perspective

Describe Hwall from your perspective

Describe Sunwoo from your perspective

Describe Eric from your perspective

Pick your least favourite song of The Boyz and tell me how you’d love it

What is being a deobi like for you?

Who’s the member you’re most comfortable with?

What does The Boyz motivate you to do?

Do you have any of their albums (if so, which ones) (If you don’t what’s the first one you’d buy?)

Something of theirs you’ve been meaning to watch but haven’t got around to it yet?

Dedicate a song to the first member you thought of

Tell me how you started stanning The Boyz (the whole story)

What you wish people knew about The Boyz

Describe your favourite video clip of each member without linking it or anything (for example - Spface grey)

Pick a member to back you up in a fight

Now pick the member you’ll be fighting

Pick a photo you’d replicate for Deobi Selca day

Pick a mission for The Boyz to do (Mission : The Boyz)

A personal wish for the boys

A song you want to see them perform?

A song that doesn’t have choreography that you wish they did?

A skill of one of the members that you’d want for yourself

Who is your absolute weakness in The Boyz (PICK ONE)

The dentist or the surgeon question - answer it (if you don’t know what this is just pick one anyway)

Who would you like the boyz to collaborate with? (Kpop/non kpop/boy/girl whatever)

Hoping you read some - what is your favourite The Boyz fan fic - recommend it to me pls

A creative fansign question

How much do you miss Hwall?

Who’s your ideal type out of all the members

Stick yourself in one of their music videos, which one is it?

Who would be your roommate?

The Boyz have their numbers, what’s yours?

Hair colour you want to see on your bias

A show you’d like to see the boyz on

The member you’d probably get along with the most and the member you’d get along least in person (if they weren’t an idol and you were in the same circle of friends)

Who’s your favourite vocal

According to your age, where do you line up with (e.g I’m in between Haknyeon and Hwall)

Pick two members to go into a haunted house with

If this member were to cry, it’d completely fuck you up - who?

Give a few words to the company

Do you share a zodiac sign with any of the members?

Make your own To: Mate for the group as a whole 

Tag me in it if you want to as well!