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[kpoptimeout]

K-Pop Debuts and Comebacks for the Fourth Week of June 2024 (Jun 17 - Jun 23 2024)

Jun 17

EVNNE - Badder Love

BOYS PLANET's other boy band EVNNE comes back with this youthful track!

PRIMROSE- Freyja

Rookie girl group PRIMROSE returns in a dramatic masterpiece reminiscent of late 3rd gen early 4th gen powerful girl group sound!

RIIZE - Boom Boom Bass

Rising boy band continues their laid-back and catchy sound in this return!

SEVENTEEN Jeonghan X Wonwoo - Last Night

SEVENTEEN's Jeonghan and Wonwoo are suave in this smooth and mature collaboration.

WOOAH - POM POM POM

Underrated girl group WOOAH goes girl crush in this powerful return!

Jun 18

KWON EUNBI - SABOTAGE

IZ*ONE's all-rounder Eunbi returns with another banger!

Jun 19

BLITZERS - SUPERPOWER

Underrated boy band BLITZERS is back with another funky track!

H1-KEY - Let It Burn

Rising girl group H1-KEY goes angsty in this comeback track!

Jun 20

EPIK HIGH - ANTIHERO

Top hip-hop trio Epik High is back in another powerful masterpiece!

K.will - No Sad Song For My Broken Heart

K.will continues the story to the biggest K-Pop MV plot twist in 2011 with even more gay angst.

Jun 21

No releases.

Jun 22

No releases.

Jun 23

No releases.

What is your favourite song of the week?

[zhaozi]

Bam Bam Bam

[kpopmultifan]

BLITZERS has released the It's Live Band Version performance video for their 2nd single “Macarena.”

[Apple Music/iTunes] [Spotify] [YouTube Music]

[kesara]

Deadly look of Skovox Blitzer IMG_1625] by Kesara Rathnayake Via Flickr: Doctor Who Worlds of Wonder [2024] - Tākina, Te Whanganui-a-Tara (Wellington)

[knight-a3]

So, in the midst of drawing transformers, I got it in my head that I must turn it into a character design project and start making human designs.

Naturally, I start with my favorites. Which is Blitzwing, Astrotrain, and my beloved OC, Smokestack. More about them HERE and HERE

Smokestack's human design came instantly. Then he became a kid so I could have Blitzdad. Then I started crafting backstories, and it became a whole thing. I'll make another post to get into more detail with that.

More notes under the cut.

Overall, this managed to escalate into something separate from transformers and these are now all OCs in their own right.

Gunther Arnold Kriegsler, aka "Blitz" or "Blizter". He's a veteran with PTSD, particularly from the time he spent as a prisoner. He escaped with the help of Andrei Tomaski. The two are now best bros and roommates. Then social worker people call and tell Blitz that his now-deceased girlfriend had a kid while he was away, so now he's suddenly a dad of a four year old son he didn't know he had. And he doesn't really know what to do about it.

Samson Kohler (he has his mom's last name). Born while Blitz was a prisoner, mom dies when he's four. He bounces around foster homes for a little while until Blitz returns and gets to move in with his dad. He LOVES trains, hyperfixated actually. He is autistic about them, and I don't use that description lightly. He especially likes steam trains. He can tell you all about the 4-4-0s and the 2-8-0s and what the various personnel do. He taught himself math so he could count the wheels, and he could read the word train before any others. Blitz always has the Thomas the Tank Engine theme song stuck in his head now. Their house has become overrun with train stuff.

I'm unsure of if I should still be tagging this as transformers since it sorta evolved itself out of it. But I am for now. Maybe I'll stop after I post the various other human designs I've come up with.

[warnersister]

Post Show Pleazures (Twizted Bliss) - Rockstar!Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

[Bradley Bradshaw x reader, rooster x reader]

Summary: your band was performing as DaggeR 1’s warmup act on their world tour; a group significantly younger than the Nu metal heads - and Rooster thought he could handle having you around, could handle his own hard on’s. But you’re a month in and Manchester proves otherwise.

Warnings: smut, age gap relationship 35//24, degradation, p in v, no protection, oral (m receiving), begging, basically Roo being a perv

This was originally about Munky from Korn, but it didn’t do well so if you’re into Korn maybe check out the original here

Rooster was a respectful guy, he’s midway through his umpteenth fucking world tour for God’s sake, a grown ass man. He kept his distance, stayed way back, promised himself he wouldn’t do anything to make you uncomfortable; only a young thing after all.

It was all fun and games until it came time for the bands to be introduced to one another. DaggeR 1 had sit in their studio and their manager had put on your music for them all to listen to before they agreed to anything, just like them - a Nu metal mashup with screaming and incoherency every now and then. And they had to admit, you could fucking sing.

And then it was organised, the posters printed, the ads sent out - Twizted Blizter would front for DaggeR 1 in their upcoming tour, formally meeting the week prior in order to get all your affairs straight. “I’m telling you dude she’s real good” Jake said, pushing open the door to the studio as himself and Rooster discussed you.

Rooster stopped in his tracks when he was faced with a young woman with her hands on her hips, stood like some undead Avril Lavigne, smoky eyeshadow, pierced brow, sharp dark nails and this stupid shit eating smirk that he could kiss off your face- wait what?

“Hey! This is the band I was telling you guys about!” Jake introduced you all to each member of the band, Rooster’s eyes lingering on you a little more than necessary. And as you shook his hand and your tongue protruded to wet your blackened lips, teeth bared as you grinned up at him and voice a hell of a lot softer than he expected judging on your voice’s ability to warp into some hellish chant. “It’s a pleasure to meet you” you say meekly, nails scratching his skin slightly as he reluctantly pulled his hand away from your own. “You’ve got rhythm” he tells you and you smile again, appreciatively “that’s what they all say” you reply with a wink. He hadn’t a chance to compute that underlying meaning that sentence suggested, before you shook Coyote’s hand.

“Y’ wanna watch the band?” Coyote asked, walking out of his dressing room; beer in hand. Rooster looked at him and shrugged. “Alright man” your set had already started, band already getting into their stride as the beat gyrated through the venue’s flooring. Rooster took a swig from the bottle as he watched you throw profanities into the mic; hair frazzled around your head, makeup running, sweat dripping off your body, nails digging into your thighs and creating crescent shaped indentations beginning to leak with blood as you scraped them up your skin like a satanic tattoo artist.

Rooster barely made it through the first song before he had to force his way back to the bathrooms, just to rub one out before the show - angrily cursing himself as he hated the way he thought about you, the way you carried yourself, the way he could have you. You were over a decade younger than him and this was disgusting. But as he climaxed and moaned out your name, it felt so goddamn right.

“Mr Bradshaw?” He heard from behind him as he prepared for his own set, head still foggy. He turned to see you staring up at him through your lashes, fingers on one hand fiddling with the index nail on the other, nervously chewing your lip. He gulped at the way you called him. “Yeah hun?” He found himself saying, like some pensioner talking to the teenage intern at the nutcase ward. “Did you like our set?” You asked him, tone dripping with nerves. “Holy fuck yeah it sure was good” he tells you with a smile “really?” Your face lit up as you took a step forward and he certainly didn’t step back. “Yeah. Damn good singer you are.” He tells you and you giggle giddily. “Thank you” you tell him, appreciatively. “I really look up to you as an artist, Mr Bradshaw.” You tell him, honestly. And he almost can’t help but think your honey-laced words are fakery for the horny shit you were doing ten minutes ago. “You do?” He found himself asking, dreamily. Get your shit together, man. You nodded in response. “It’s an honour to be working with you and your band.” You say with a child-like grin, your eyes darting down and up again as fast as they had. “Best of luck for your set.” You said, taking a sip of water. “Not that you need it” you tell him, pivoting and walking in the other direction.

Rooster sighs heavily and runs a hand over his face, seeing his flustered reflection in the mirror across from him, distracted by the obvious wet patch on his trousers. Did you see that? Shit.

And that’s how it went for the rest of the North America tour. You��d play, he’d rub one out, and then he’d head to the stage already dripping in sweat as he’d see your eyes watching him tentatively.

It was on the way to the UK tour when the two bands were mingling on the plane, Rooster excusing himself to get a drink and walking past your group. He looked at your face, sleeping soundly in the arms of your drummer who looked like a shitty Travis Barker wannabe, who raised an eyebrow at Rooster and smirked.

He felt his nostrils flare as he walked on, having to force himself to walk past the two of you again only to see not-Travis stroking your hair and pushing it out of your face and Rooster could tell it was clearly for his benefit. He felt a twisting pang of jealously in his chest as whatshisface threaded a hand under your thighs to pull you closer. Rooster just shook his head and walked back to his seat.

God this is so fucking wrong.

Manchester, England. Ironically where your band formed so you knew exactly where all the best bars were in the area - and as usual, your band was on before DaggeR 1 - your expression hazy and dazed as you blared into the microphone, clawing at your own skin with such desperation Rooster so wished you’d take out on him. And of course, he had to have his inaugural trip to a more private area to sort out his predicament before anyone saw the boner he was nursing.

In his dressing room, he sat palming at the obvious tent in his pants. Cursing himself as he urged his cock for some sort of relief, moaning your name reiteratively like some sort of sickened chant. “Mr Bradshaw?” He heard your voice from the door as you looked at him with widened, evidently startled eyes. “Shit! I-” he began before you slammed the door behind you, him hearing a “sorry!” Squeaked from you and he rushed to pull his pants up and sprint for the door, grabbing your wrist before you could go anywhere. “Did you hear that?” He asked and you gulped with a slight nod. “Shit I’m so sorry-” he began as you pulled your hand away “I didn’t mean to interrupt-” “you must think I’m such a pervert.” He says, running his hands through his hair. “Look I’m so fucking sorry, you must think I’m a real creep, I’m so much older than you and I’m rubbing one out after your sets and it’s disgusting and-” he rants. “Mr Bradshaw” you cut him off and he looks at you. “It’s ok.” You say and he raises his brows. “It is?” You nod “it is perverted but it’s okay cause I get off to you too-” you say honestly and he grunts involuntarily. “You what?” “You heard me” you reply and he grits his jaw. “I can help you Mr Bradshaw-” “shit” he swears and drags you back into his dressing room, making sure to shut the door tightly and pushing you against it.

“Are you okay with what I’m ’bouta do to you?” He asks and you consent “I’m a grown ass woman Mr Bradshaw” you say “I’m okay with it” “shit call me that again” “Mr Bradshaw?” He groans “yeah that” “Mr Bradshaw” his knees go weak and he slinks back onto his couch with a groan, watching you sink to your knees as you undo his pants and palming him through his boxers. “Please forgive me I’m so disgusting” he says, as you take him into your hand “I’m a filthy pervert” he breathes as you lick a stripe up the bottom of his cock “you’re too pure for a sick old man like me” he says, as your head begins to bob “I don’t deserve this.” He says, embarrassed how quickly he was building up to his orgasm “please make me cum” he begs as you hollow out your cheeks and he shoots cum into the back of your throat, throwing his head back as he watches you swallow his cum through hooded eyelids.

“Shit” he groans as he pulls you forward as he stands up, laying you on your back on the couch “how much do you like these pants?” He asks and you shrug as he uses a decent deal of effort to rip the flimsy material along with your underwear. “They were expensive though-” you sigh “shit I’m sorry. I should’ve checked, I’m such a sleaze. So desperate for you. I’ll take you shopping, I sound like some goddamn sugar daddy-” “Bradley, it’s okay.” You tell him and he groans pathetically as he sinks into you, your arms reaching around his neck as he peppers kisses onto your stage-sweated face. “M sorry. ‘M such a perv.” He reiterates again and again and you shut him up by kissing him firmly on the lips and clawing your sharp nails into his back.

“You are a perv” you breathe “‘nd this shouldn’t feel right” you agree and he cries out “I look up to you” you say “and I’m letting you down” he groans, feeling you hook your legs around his waist. “But I can’t stop it’s so good” he moans as he cums inside of you, watching your face contort in pleasure as you came moments after. “Shit I came inside of you, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” “you’re good” you breathe with a smile, catching your breath as he pulls out of you and provides you with an oversized pair of khakis in lieu of your trousers in odder to accommodate the lack there of, collecting himself and looking at you, hands delicately reaching up to cradle your face as he looks you over, touch so gentle as if you were an antique doll. “M sorry you’re too good for me. He says, kissing your forehead. “It’s okay Mr Bradshaw, I liked it.” He groaned as you kissed his palm and leant into his touch.

“Oh Mr Bradshaw, I made your back bleed” you say, eyes full of concern as a drop of blood seeps onto your thumb. He takes your hand in his and licks the blood off your thumb “good I deserve to be punished.” He says, walking you backward until your back hit the door, leaning against it and effectively trapping you on it as he leans down to pepper your lips with hot open mouth kisses. “M such a pervert”

“Two minutes, Rooster” you heard from beyond the door as he moaned, frustrated. “You’ll be great, Mr Bradshaw. Like you always are” you tell him, eyes full of pride. “And I’ll be in here when you’re done” you promise and he whimpers “make sure you don’t have the pants on” he says, before smacking his own head “asshole” he curses himself as you open the door “go be great, Rooster” you say as he walks over the threshold. “Don’t you want a shirt?” You ask and he walks away with a bleeding back “nah they can watch me bleed knownin’ it was you, princess” he says, thrusting his hands into his hair as he cursed himself for being such a crude and corruptive son of a bitch.

And he cried and fucked you all over again once the show was done, feeling every bit guilty- but not really.

And in the following show, Leeds, he sat through your whole set and as soon as you walked off stage, he picked you up at the waist and slung you over his shoulder, marching running to his dressing room not really taking care as to who sees, offering a cocky look to your drummer as you head past him. “Pervert” he says under his voice “hell yeah I am!” He shouts with a holler as he licked the exposed skin on your upper thigh, “and she’s gonna fuck me and call me names until I feel so guilty I cry!” slamming the door shut behind the two of you.

[faunandfloraas]

top 5 non skz kpop songs 🫶🏻

Bibora by SF9 - idk man it's just a banger every time!! a sad banger... a sanger << sanger is aus slang for sandwich and this song does satiate me like a good sandwich

Monster by exo (chinese version) this song somehow ended up on my playlist ages ago and has never left bc it's a bop lol idk why its the chinese version but it is

Juice - SHINee - banger banger banger

macarena - blitzers < literally know nothing about this group but this was also a song randomly put into my playlist that also never left. Also bc of my dyslexia I thought they were called Blizters like blisters and was like.... well thats kinda a horrible name... fun song tho.... but they weren't called that.

Into the new world by Girls Generation- Okay this one has a whole story but back when I was like 12 or so I was always going into the local hock shop, yk like uhhhhhhhh pawn brokers? and I bought a hot pink ipod nano secondhand and it already had a bunch of music loaded onto it and it had some girls generation on there and I had no idea about kpop but I did absolutely look wistfully out the bus window to that song and then flash forward years later i realized that was probably the first kpop song i ever knew, without knowing. So they deserve the spot.

thanks for the ask k!

[carli-meows]

One Cloud Gang: Sounds of Things to Come

Chapter One:

Here come the OCG y'all

Like the Scurra Could

GizMoe Quimp

Green Unicycle (That can turn into a monocycle)

Calm (down)

An Old Homie like that

I brought the candy

Funny Little Guy

Stay (collected)

Fury Filled Palm

I'll Fight for Y'all

Chapter II:

Here come that 123 the OCG

Like a Scurra Would

GooLi O'ZaeDeree

I'm like if Tony Hawk was a Myme and also a girl

Gooli's Espionage Theme (Bein' sneaky 'n' shit)

A new Homie like that

I brought the seltz

Mine

Stay (Calm 'n' collected)

Gunslung Gunpowder Clash

I'll Fight for Him

Chapter 3:

The One Cloud Gang Bitch

Like a Scurra Should

BucKie JaneJeen

Crazy Jyezter on a Pogostick (But watch out)

The Hush-Alley Pins

I'm that Homie

I brought you Fools (Jesties)

GET A ROOM

Stay Down (No Homie Left Behind)

Bliztering Black Blizzard

I'll Fight for It

Other Songs:

This story takes place on Not Planet Earth

Ka-ZAMN God DAMN

The Somewhat Poorly Drawn Tank

I've been a Fool (get it? becuase clowns?)

We'll Fight With You

ADRESS

Don't draft our Story

Obscure Triatary Background Side-Plot Side-Character

Lavender but Periwinkle is a good answer

We Should've Been in a Band

Jesties (Gig Ver.)

God???? At the Kettlecorn Stand???

Suck My Dick About It Then

Get Fucked On

Jyezters Juggalos and Subjuggulators

Plothole

The Nerd Gets the Bully

KaLe GoDosh

The Bully Gets the Nerd

This Empty Ass Desert Ain't A Set

A Vampire Werebitch and a Witch Walk Into a Club

Separate the Art from the Artist

Separate the (F)Art from the (F)Artist

FREESPACE

APPROACH & STRIKE

We'll Fight With You (Reprise)

History Somehow Remembers Us Old Joaks

If Things Go Well

You'll Hear this Song and Read these Titles

So Much in this World I Haven't Made

I Love Using a Standalone SWF Player to make Music It's So Fun And Not Hard At All

[vivid-badsquad]

bro i have a blizter on my toe and it feelz like i have a little paw pad itz zo hard 2 walk properly

[harmonyroundwolf2022]

Blizter getting his ass kicked

Tumblr Question Time:

What's something you guys are hoping to see in A Broken Paradise series?

[sroslords]

Thank you Phil our bass player and ... #wdetdetroit for playing us on your station and with fellow rockers..milk bath and blitzers!!!. #milkbath and #blizters https://www.instagram.com/p/B9DpGKSlbXN/?igshid=1nkz6nqt4ysfl

[porterdavis]

The smoking cannon

[just-crystals-and-galaxies-blog]

Residents of Crystaland

Blizter - 6'5, He/him, The "leader", when he eats corrupted triangles, he becomes power craving. He wants the magic in the Celestial Tree of Life. Used to be a resident of Galaxial Paradise when he was younger. He went exploring for more magic, because he was curious, and found a pink triangle-shaped sapphire. He touched it, and he become corrupted. Since then, he has been evil and alone.

Quartzacuda - 6'8, He/him, before he were corrupted, he were born inside a cave, and has always been sleeping. Until a certain someone (Blizter) awoke him with the Crystal Corruption. Now he's also angry and tired. He usually stays inside the cave.

Lycanzite - 6'3, He/him, Used to live in Galaxial Paradise, uncorrupt. After a accidental incident, he become corrupted. He is a sassy boy.

[thereasontherumisgone]

Why Rhys is an honorary Autobot.

Rhys, talking to a Decepticon: I might be short but you won't be laughing when I release the wrath of one thousand suns upon you

Blizter, holding back his small human: I'm sorry he didn't mean it.

[kesara]

Skovox Blitzer [IMG_1618] by Kesara Rathnayake Via Flickr: Doctor Who Worlds of Wonder - 2024 Tākina, Te Whanganui-a-Tara (Wellington)

[schunckinfo]

Kreis Höxter: 146 Verkehrsteilnehmer zu schnell unterwegs

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