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[heldhram]

How to run The Sims 3 with DXVK & Reshade (Direct3D 9.0c)

Today I am going to show you guys how to install Reshade and use Direct3D 9.0c (D3D9) instead of Vulkan as rendering API.

This tutorial is based on @nornities and @desiree-uk's awesome guide on "How to use DXVK with The Sims 3", with the goal of increasing compatibility between DXVK and Reshade. For users not interested in using Reshade, you may skip this tutorial.

If you followed nornities and desiree-uk's guide, it is strongly recommended that you start from scratch, meaning you should uninstall DXVK AND Reshade completely. Believe me when I say this: it will save you a lot of time, frustration, and make your life so much easier.

For the purpose of this tutorial, I am on patch 1.69.47 and running EA App on Windows 10, but it should work for version 1.67.2 on Steam and discs, too. This tutorial does not cover GShade.

Before we start

Backup your files, even the entire folder (Program Files\EA Games\The Sims 3\Game\Bin) if you want to be extra safe; you will thank yourself later. If you do not wish to backup the entire folder, at least backup the following:

reshade-presets

reshade-shaders

Reshade.ini

Options.ini (Documents\Electronic Arts\The Sims 3)

Keep them somewhere secure, for your peace of mind (and sanity).

Done? Great stuff, let us begin!

Step 1:

If you installed DXVK following nornite and desiree-uk's guide, go to the bin folder and delete the following files to fully uninstall DXVK, we are starting from scratch:

d3d9.dll

TS3.dxvk-cache

dxvk.conf

TS3_d3d9.log (or TS3W_d3d9.log)

Step 2:

If you already have Reshade on your PC, uninstall it using this: https://reshade.me/downloads/ReShade_Setup_X.X.X.exe (replace X.X.X with version number)

Step 3:

Perform a clean install of Reshade (I am using the latest version - 6.4.1 at the time of writing). Please note that you need a version no older than 4.5.0 or this method will not work. Choose DirectX9, click next.

Once the installation is complete, you should see a "d3d9.dll" file inside The Sims 3's bin folder (Program Files\EA Games\The Sims 3\Game\Bin):

It may all seem familiar thus far. Indeed, this is how we installed Reshade in the past before using DXVK, but here comes the tricky part:

Step 4:

Create a new folder outside of The Sims 3's game folder (I created it on my C drive), name it "dxvk" or whatever else you like. Remember where you saved this folder, we will return to it later.

Step 5:

Now we need Reshade to load the next dll in order to chain Reshade with DXVK. Click on the search bar, and type in "View advanced system settings".

Click on "Environment Variables..."

Under "User variables", click "New..."

In the new pop-up window, find "Variable name:" and type in:

RESHADE_MODULE_PATH_OVERRIDE

for "Variable value:", paste in the directory that leads to the folder we created earlier. Once you are done, hit OK, and then hit OK again to save the changes made.

You can use Command Prompt to check if this new environment variable has been registered by entering:

echo %RESHADE_MODULE_PATH_OVERRIDE%

It should return you the folder's location. If not, make sure you have typed in the variable name correctly and confirm the folder's location.

Step 6:

Download DXVK (version 2.3.1) from here: https://github.com/doitsujin/DXVK/releases/tag/v2.3.1 and unzip "dxvk-2.3.1.tar.gz" (I use 7-Zip, but winRAR works, too). Remember to choose x32, and move only "d3d9.dll" to the folder we made earlier.

Now we have two "d3d9.dll" files, one from Reshade (lives in the bin folder), and the other from DXVK (in this new folder, outside of The Sims 3 game folder).

Step 7:

Download "dxvk.conf" here: https://github.com/doitsujin/dxvk/blob/master/dxvk.conf delete everything inside, and enter the following:

d3d9.textureMemory = 1 d3d9.presentInterval = 1 d3d9.maxFrameRate = 60 dxvk.hud = devinfo

Ctrl + S to save the document.

The first 3 lines are taken from @nornities and @desiree-uk's guide.

The last line is only for debugging purposes. Due to the inconvenient location occupied by the HUD (top left corner of your screen), it should be removed once the installation is successful.

Step 8:

Drag "dxvk.conf" into the bin folder, where Reshade's "d3d9.dll", "TS3.exe", and "TS3W.exe" all live.

Step 9:

Now fire up the game and check if both are showing up:

Lastly, check for “TS3.dxvk-cache” in the bin folder:

If it is there, congratulations! You have successfully installed DXVK and Reshade utilising D3D9 as API! You can now go to "dxvk.conf" and remove its last line "dxvk.hud = devinfo" and have fun! :)

Hope this tutorial isn't too confusing, the last thing I want is to over-complicate things. If you still need some help, comment down below or send me a DM/ask, I'll try and troubleshoot with you to the best of my ability.

Credits:

@nornities and @desiree-uk for their fantastic guide.

@criisolate for promulgating the usage of DXVK in TS3 community.

reddit user folieadeuxmeharder for helping me troubleshoot and informing me of this workaround.

doitsujin for creating DXVK.

crosire for creating Reshade.

[justwinginglife]

The New Normal

Once again, my adhd is not allowing me the motivation to finish getting through my request box so here- have an original fic because this is the best my brain can do at the current moment. Also, how ironic is it that I'm a Hoshina girlie but I swear my longest fics have been Narumi fics and I DON'T know why. Anyway, hope yall like this- it's been awhile since I've written Narumi but I've had this prompt in the back of my head for awhile. @ryzheling please come take your man back, why's he in my head?

Synopsis: You and Narumi meet again after having been broken up for years. And not only do you meet, you're now working together. Shit's gonna be awkward either way so you have the (not so) brilliant idea to fuck each other out of your systems and then go back to being professional. Approx Word Count: 7200 Tags: Angst w/ happy ending, smut, fingering, p in v, handcuffs make an appearance, dacryphilia Warning: NSFW

“Alright, come on. Might as well get it out of the way now. Let’s fuck.”

Gen Narumi sat at his desk (because standing wasn’t an option at the moment) with his knees weak, hands trembling, and jaw clenched, the minute you strode through his office doors, blunt as always. 

He’d seen your request to transfer to his Division, he’d denied it at least three times, and yet here you were, lively as ever. He knew the higher up’s favored you, he knew they wanted you in the First Division, and he knew they’d do almost anything to have you, but he didn’t know that his say as the Captain of the First Division was so insignificant. He was the strongest member of the JADKF and yet he couldn’t even deny a transfer request from his ex-girlfriend. How pathetic was that? And now he’d have to see you every single day, because you were his new Vice Captain. What a cruel twist of fate. 

He wasn’t even sure why you’d accepted the job in the first place. Weren’t you worried it’d be awkward? Weren’t you worried he’d hold a grudge and retaliate, make your life miserable? Or even worse, weren’t you worried he might still harbor romantic feelings for you? Weren’t you worried you might sink back into old patterns, fall in love again, and end disastrously again? Or was he so undesirable that you weren’t concerned you’d fall in love with him in the slightest?

“Did you hear me? I said we should fuck.”

“W-why?” He sputtered, half aggravated and half tormented.

“Because you’re looking at me with a face that says you’re worried we’ll end up hooking up -like I knew you would- so I figure we may as well get it out of our systems now. And then, with all distractions out of the way, you can let me do my job, I’ll let you do yours, and the First Division can properly make its mark on the history books. Deal?” You stuck your hand out for him to shake, like participating in the most intimate of acts together was nothing more than a contract between business partners. Like he hadn’t been dreaming of the day when he could touch you and kiss you again. Like it was nothing more than a basic, primal instinct. And he couldn’t tell if he was more pissed off or more heartbroken.

He slapped your hand away. “You’re a dumbass, you’ve always been a dumbass, and you always will be a dumbass. Get out of my Division if you’re going to keep spouting bullshit.” 

“Unfortunately, you’re stuck with me. Unless you’d like to argue with every single one of our superiors who approved my transfer.”

He grit his teeth. “And why did you transfer here anyway? To make me miserable?”

“Contrary to popular belief, my world does not revolve around you Gen Narumi. I’m going to change the world, and for that, I need to be at the very top. Your Division just so happens to be the best, and I need the best. That is all.”

Some small part of him knew you weren’t here for him. He knew you’d always been ambitious. He’d always loved your ambition. But it just killed him that you were treating him as nothing more than a stepping stone for that ambition. He was just some rung on a ladder that you needed to climb over. Someone you once cared for and couldn’t spare the time to care for ever again. So now, he had a choice: to be seething or to be sorrowful, and he chose seething. 

“Well too bad for you, Ms. ‘High and Mighty’. I’m still the Captain of this Division and what I say goes. If I say you don’t participate in the next mission, then you don’t participate. If I say you sit your ass down and shut up, then you sit your ass down and shut up. Matter of fact, if I say you don’t step one foot outside of this office, you don’t see the light of day ever again. So you can tell your career plans they’re on hold until I decide to have mercy on you.”

You smiled and it killed him. “I missed you too, Gen. Offer still stands. I’m setting up my office next door, thinking of introducing myself to the officers afterwards. Feel free to stop by when you want.” You blew him a kiss and strode off.

He scowled at your back. What the fuck just happened??

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“Shinonome, right? Can I just call you Rin? I have a feeling we’re going to be such good friends.”

Narumi’s brow twitched as he watched you giddily befriend every single one of his officers like they were all under your command and not his. And they all seem to love having a commander who was as cheerful as you were. Cheerful. What a lie that was. You were anything but cheerful when you ripped his heart out and left him. He didn’t dare to recall the way he’d also ripped your heart out too. It was easier when you were the bad guy.

“I say, beers on me tonight. Whoever is off duty tonight can join in and whoever is on duty tonight can have a beer on me tomorrow. Who’s in?”

Everyone responded to your proposal with a rousing cheer. 

Narumi hated it. Regardless, somehow, he found himself trailing behind the crowd like he was a lost puppy. He wasn’t sure why he’d decided to join, but it seemed his feet weren’t going to provide him with any answers anytime soon.

You’d noticed his presence but did your best to ignore it, to allow him his peace and his dignity. You made your rounds, chatting up every officer, asking what they needed from you as their Vice Captain, asking what could be better. 

Narumi was sure you couldn’t care for him less, until a server handed him a cider instead of a beer and he questioned it, saying it must’ve been a mistake as you’d ordered beers for the whole lot. She whispered in his ear, “The Vice Captain said you hated beer but loved cider. Even said to put it in a beer mug so your particular preferences don’t draw attention.” He was shocked you’d remembered. He’d been prepared to swallow his pride along with the stupid drink, but you’d saved him from a whole night of pretending not to gag. Just what was going on in your mind? Would he ever know?

When you saw him receive his drink, you lifted your glass to him from across the room. For a moment, his heart skipped a beat. And then that moment ended when you gulped down your drink and turned back to your conversation with some eager officers. 

That was the only interaction you had with him all night and he wasn’t sure what to make of it. Were you mocking his tastes? But then, if you were, you would’ve made sure everyone knew he was a picky drinker. You would’ve had them deliver it to him in a different cup and you would’ve pointed out the difference to everyone. Did you…care for him? But you didn’t talk to him one bit the entire night. So it couldn’t be that. Was this what it was like being platonic coworkers? Was this the new normal? If so, he hated it more than when you weren’t in his life at all. When you were here, you were both too close for comfort and not close enough. When you were here, he regretted all the times you weren’t. When you were here, he wanted you to stay. And when he wanted you to stay, it killed him.

Maybe that idea of fucking you out of his system wasn’t half bad, but he’d never admit it to you. 

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“And that, ladies and gentleman, is what not to do in a fight.” You laughed as you pulled yourself off the ground. 

Since you’d started working in the First Division, you’d been making so many changes left and right -all for the benefit of the team- that it almost gave Narumi whiplash, and your most recent “brilliant idea” was to spar with him in front of the rookies, both to give them a learning opportunity and to see how you stacked up against him. As it turned out, after all these years, you still couldn’t beat him. But you came pretty close and, if anything, your loss boosted the team’s confidence in their Captain, so you felt it was a win either way.

“That, ladies and gentleman, is why you don’t challenge the Captain to a duel.” He snorted, mocking your previous tone.  

“Would it make me a rather bad influence if I declared a rematch then?” You grinned, dust and grime smeared across your brow.

He was always amazed how undaunted you appeared, even in the face of a humiliating loss. If he’d lost like that, in front of all these impressionable rookies, he’d sulk in his room for at least a week. But you, you simply wiped the dirt from your cheeks and hoisted yourself back onto your feet, ready for round two. If he wasn’t actively trying to dislike you, he might love you. 

“No, but it does make you a bad influence that you’ve been keeping all these rookies from their lunch. Everyone- go eat now, or you’re benched on the next mission.” He waved them away and began to trudge off. He hated that he could hear you following behind him. 

You stayed silent the whole walk, and he could almost believe that maybe you were just going in the same direction as him, and maybe it had nothing to do with him. But when he turned into his office, you turned right behind him.

“What do you want?” He snapped, turning to face you.

“You do realize that when you said everyone has to eat, that includes you, right?”

He scowled. “I’m going to eat.”

You raised a skeptical brow at him. Then you peered over at his desk where bags of potato chips and gummy worms were strewn across its surface. “Junk food does not count.”

He snorted. “And what about you? I don’t see you eating.” 

You gave him a wide grin. “As a matter of fact, I just so happen to have two bento boxes. I was thinking you’d like one.” You pulled open your bag and procured two boxes for his viewing pleasure.

“I don’t want your stupid bento box, now get out of my office before I make you.” He grumbled, arms crossed.

“Mmm. Even if it has…sausages?”

He shifted his weight. “Okay, but did you-”

“Cut them up like octopuses? Yeah. I did.”

“I’m not a child, you know. I don’t like them because they look like octopuses.”

“I know. You like them because it makes the-” 

“-Makes the flavor taste better!” 

You bit back a laugh when he interrupted. You knew he’d never forgive you if you laughed. But ever since you’d started dating, you’d notice he’d only eat sausages if they were cut in a particular way, and every time you asked, he always insisted that somehow it made the flavor taste better. You didn’t understand it, but you never cooked sausages again without cutting them the way he liked. And even after you broke up, it was a force of habit. Sometimes you’d catch yourself cutting them and think of him, think of the old normal. Smile a little before the tears came. Sometimes you wouldn’t even realize you’d done it until the very next day when you’d open up your lunch and see them sitting pretty on top of your rice. And then you’d cry again. Eventually, you stopped buying sausage. 

Of course, when you started working with him again, you’d invested in a whole pack of sausages because you figured you’d need to bribe him someday. Apparently today was that day. You just didn’t think you’d be bribing him to eat.

You munched on your lunch quietly as you watched him. Part of you just wanted to make sure he was actually eating, but part of you couldn’t help but be curious if he still liked your cooking after all this time. When he didn’t say anything, you started to sulk. “Soooo…how’s the food?”

“Fine.” He continued to chew.

You inched closer. “But like…how’s it taste?”

“Again, fine.” More chewing.

“Damnit, Narumi. Is it good or is it not?”

The edge of his lip twitched and, for a minute, you swore you saw a hint of a smile before it vanished, like it never appeared. “It’s not good, it’s not bad, like I said- it’s fine.”

“Oh, okay. So if it’s not good, maybe I should take my sausages back then.” You reached for his bento but he quickly turned away from you, holding it out of reach.

“Hey! What kinda shitty manners is it to offer someone a lunch and then try and take it back from them? Barbarian, I swear.” He grumbled, munching more quickly on his food now.

You burst into laughter. “So you do like it, you little asshole.”

“Hey, I’m not a-”

“I’ll bring more tomorrow then.”

“Okay.”

You sat in silence again, but this time it was different. This time you weren’t his ex or his Vice Captain. This time, you were just a girl who brought him lunch. And he liked it. And for now, it was enough for the both of you. But ‘now’ doesn’t last forever.

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“So, I’ve been thinking, maybe we should fuck after all.”

You almost fell out of your chair. “What? Why the change in heart?”

He shrugged as though it were simple, but didn’t dare to meet your eyes. “The team likes you. Much as I hate to admit it, you do good work. You’re not a half bad Vice Captain. So maybe we should fuck and get it over with. Do what you said. Get it out of our system. And then just be coworkers.”

Your heart sank when he said that. You knew it was your idea and you knew it was somewhat logical albeit unconventional, but you didn’t expect him to agree to it. You expected him to be the same old Gen that he always was. You expected him to be the man that didn’t have sex unless the sex meant something. But maybe that version of him died when the relationship did. Maybe this was all of him that you had left. Maybe you had to get him out of your system too. 

So you agreed.

He kissed you first, but it was so hesitant that you could barely call it a kiss. 

You sighed loudly. “Gen, can you maybe kiss me like I’m not your ex girlfriend? How are we supposed to fuck if you’re acting like a virgin?”

He glared at you before wrapping his hands around your waist and yanking you towards him, slamming his lips down on yours again. 

Now you were getting somewhere.

Your fingers tangled in his hair and you gave his locks a tug, smirking against his lips when he let out a slight whine. You slipped your tongue into his mouth and he accepted your invasion, flicking his own tongue out hungrily to greet you. He backed you into a wall as he continued his pursuit of you, swallowing down every noise of pleasure that escaped your lips. 

“You…do…realize-” You panted as he began to grind his hips against yours, head arching back, “Fuuuck…that you literally…have a…couch and a desk…in your office. And we’re…fucking against…the wall.”

He smirked against your lips. “Mmm couch fucking is for girlfriends. You’re just some slut that wants her fill, yeah?”

“Asshole.” You bit down on his lip hard. “If anyone’s the slut here, it’s you. Who’s the one that begged me to fuck him?”

He scoffed. “And who’s the one who proposed it in the first place?”

He tore your shirt open, palm coming up to cup your breast. He touched you greedily, squeezing your plushness in his hands as he flicked his tongue rapidly against your hardened nipple. He’d never been like this before. No, when you’d had sex in the past, he’d taken his time to caress every inch of you so softly and sweetly. He’d tease you so incessantly that you had to beg for even just his tip. And he’d make you feel loved like you’d never known love before. But not today. Today, you were just some stranger trying to get off, same as him. 

“If you’re going to be so impatient, why don’t you just put it in already?” You complained. 

He laughed darkly.  “If you insist.” 

You didn’t even have time to whine about how this was your favorite pair of pants before he yanked them off of you, buttons flying to who knows where. You made a mental note to order a new uniform and put it on his tab, but before you could sulk further, he hoisted you up so your legs wrapped around his waist and positioned himself at your entrance. 

Shit, wait, you weren’t sure you were ready yet-

“Ah, f-fuck! G-Gen!” You cried out as he speared his way through your slick folds. It had been so long since you’d last had sex that you were feeling completely overwhelmed by the way he slammed into your cervix with no remorse. “Shit, why are you so tight?” He groaned. “Don’t you want it?” 

“I want it, I want it, I just…fuuuuck, maybe slower?”

He rolled his eyes but decreased his speed slightly. “If you can’t take the heat-”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Shut up and kiss me.”

He buried himself in your lips like he was chasing a high that only your taste could give him. And he tried to forget how familiar this all was. Tried to forget the days when he got lost in the taste of you. Tried to forget the quick pecks you’d exchange before heading off to work in the mornings, tried to forget the long, drawn out kisses when he’d returned home, lips finding yours ever so eagerly. Because he missed you. Because he loved you. 

But the years came and went, and your lips still slotted against his perfectly, and you still made his favorite sounds, and you still remembered what he liked as much as he remembered what you liked, and it was like no time had passed at all. 

“Gen,” You sighed against his lips like you had a thousand times before. 

He wanted to treat you like a one night stand, like some stranger on the street. He desperately wanted to use you like you were using him right now and forget he’d ever loved you. But it wasn’t some stranger sighing his name the way he’d dreamed about on repeat; it was you. And no matter how hard he tried to fight it, he missed this all too much. He missed the old normal. He missed the way you fit in his arms, the way you used to never leave his arms. So he decided that, just for today (as he would never -and could never- let it happen again), he’d give in and imagine you were his again. He’d imagine that you were simply returning home from work, ready to show him how much you wanted him, how much you needed him, how much you’d thought about him all day. You didn’t have to ever know that he was thinking these thoughts. For all you knew, he was just doing as you’d proposed and fucking you out of his system. But he knew that he was secretly holding onto every moment of intimacy that he was allowed because, in the end, he’d have only these memories to keep him warm at night. 

So he kissed you deeper, kissed you harder, kissed you longer. His hands wandered the expanse of your breathtaking body until he was sure the feeling would engrave itself into his skin, into his soul. He lavished his attention on every sweet spot that made you squeal and squirm for him, the way he’d always loved. And his pace began to slow, as if he were begging time to simply stop. He hoped you wouldn’t notice that he was drawing this moment out but you did. 

“Stamina run out or something?” You teased.

His heart rate quickened as he frantically began to rack his brain for some way to explain this to you. That’s when he realized that he could make use of the situation. “Just thinking that I’ve been doing all the work and you should pull your weight.” He played it off like he was just making some witty remark, but inside, he was praying you’d take his bait. 

You did. You snorted, “And how am I supposed to pull my weight?”

“Ride me.” He said the words a little too quickly and he was hoping you wouldn’t notice that he was simply using this opportunity to live out a fantasy he’d been dreaming about ever since you broke up. 

“Well I can’t very well ride you when I’m hung up on a wall, now can I?” You tried to sound inconvenienced, but you couldn’t help the familiar fluttering in your chest when you heard his request. It was just like old times. It couldn’t be considered your fault for reliving the past if he was the one who brought it up, now could it? “Well? Are you going to sit down for me then?”

He took his sweet time sauntering over to his office chair to counter the hasty manner in which he’d proposed this endeavor in the first place. He couldn’t appear too eager, after all. 

But how he wanted to appear did not matter in the slightest once you’d straddled him and sunk down on his length. Because now, now he was a pussy drunk idiot who couldn’t help the moans that tumbled from his lips when he felt you clenching around his cock as you thrust down on him mercilessly. Now, he couldn’t help the way he cried out your name like he was simultaneously pleading for you to go easy on him and yet also begging you not to stop for anything. Even if the world ended right at this very minute, he hoped he could stay sheathed within your velvety depths until his last breath. 

You were just so perfect, the way you bounced up and down on his cock, the way you took every inch of him, the way you played with your breasts as they swayed, the way you gasped and groaned with each overstimulating sensation. And, finally, the way you fell apart on his cock, squirting and squirming, orgasm ripping through you the way it only did when you were with him. 

Of course, it was that perfect image of you, on full display for him, that sent him barreling over the edge as well, and soon, his cum was sloshing up against yours as he filled you to the brim, biting down on his lip the whole way, to avoid sounding as pathetic as he felt. 

And he felt even more pathetic when you pulled away from him shortly after, reminding him that he’d only ever be chasing the aftertaste of you. 

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You had thought that fucking each other out of your systems would make it easier to work together. You thought wrong. 

Now, Narumi barely wanted to be around you at all. If he spotted you coming towards him, he’d change directions. If he needed something, he’d ask a Platoon Leader or he’d figure it out himself. 

As hurt as you were (and you hadn’t realized just how overwhelmingly painful it would actually be), you kept up with your chipper self because you didn’t dare to damage troop morale just because you had a dumb idea and ran with it like an idiot. Of course, you being your usual happy self only made things worse with Narumi. 

He knew that it was his own conscious choice to imagine your little affair as something more, as something precious, but even with him keeping his own feelings close to his heart, he didn’t think you were cold enough to simply flip the switch and go back to the way things were with such ease. He had expected even some semblance of hesitancy from you, some desire to continue to pursue him, instead of dooming yourselves to return to your previously grim lives, and he was severely disappointed when you proved him wrong. 

You thought he’d just go on ignoring you forever, and you did your best to respect his space and privacy, but that all changed when a Daikaiju infiltrated the nearby town. 

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“Take it off.”

Narumi’s eyes narrowed at you. “We are not doing this now.”

“Yes, we are, take it off.”

He yanked you into his office. “You do not get to tell me what to do-”

“Gen Narumi, I said take it off!”

He slammed his hand down on his desk. “Damnit! Why do you have to be such a stubborn pain in my ass???”

“Oh, I’m the stubborn one? Who’s the one refusing to take off his suit, ready to head into battle, even though his suit is malfunctioning? You take off the goddamn suit or I will rip it off of you myself. It is my job as your Vice Captain to make sure you don’t get killed.” Your hands sat firmly on your hips as you blocked the only exit in his office. He could hate you for this, but at least he’d be alive to hate you. 

“Oh, it’s your job, is it? It’s always your fucking job. It’s never just because you care about me.” He snapped, eyes wild and rageful. 

You sighed, exasperated. “Of course, I care about you, stupid. Now would you please sit down?”

“No, dammit. I’m the Captain of the First Division. What I say goes. If I say I’m clear for battle then I am.” He snarled.

“Narumi.” You hesitated. “Gen. If you intend on going out there with a broken suit, then I will just have to stay here and make sure you never leave, and then the First Division will be short a Captain and a Vice Captain. Do you really want that? Do you want your soldiers to be without backup?” You spoke firmly but your words were gentler than they’d ever been before. You took a cautious step forward before finally setting your hands on his shoulders. “Please. Stay here. You can hole up in the command center, give orders, boss me around, yell into my comms so loud it shatters my eardrums, do whatever you want, just please. Stay here. I’m begging you.”

His fists clenched and unclenched.

“Gen, please. I do care about you. Please. I don’t want to bury you.”

He let out an exasperated sigh and punched the wall. “FUCK, fine! But I’m in control. I give the orders. No one breathes without my say so.”

“Thank you. I promise, I’ll get everyone home safe.” 

That includes you. He thought it, but he didn’t say it. He didn’t want to think about how self sacrificing you were. How it frustrated him to no end to not be on the battlefield, and how it frustrated him even more to not be by your side to make sure you didn’t do something stupid and selfless, like you always did. He didn’t want to think about how he could lose you for good this time. He didn’t want to think about it so he didn’t.

He sat at command and barked out orders left and right. He sent supplies where supplies were needed and made sure the team never ran out. He did yell into your comms and you did have to mute him at one point. He even made a mental note to bitch at you later for it. But things were going well, so he just didn’t allow himself to think about anything else besides how well it was going. It wasn’t until you murmured so quietly that he almost didn’t catch it, “I’m sorry, Gen,” before shooting down the drone that was following you that he felt his heart drop. What the hell were you doing? And why wasn’t he by your side? Why did he let you convince him to stay behind? Why did you think he wasn’t good enough without a suit to fight with you? Why was he never good enough for you? Why did you feel like you had to change the world alone? To take on the world alone? Why had he let you be alone? Why? Why? Why?

He threw on his jacket. “On route to site, be there in five.”

He could hear his Platoon Leaders protesting over the comms -probably on orders from you- but he didn’t care anymore. He only cared about you. Maybe this was what he’d been the most afraid of all along. Not that you’d find it awkward working with him, not that you’d hate him or that he’d hate you, not that you might fall in love again or hurt each other again, but that he’d have to watch you die. Or worse, not be there when you died. Not see your smile one more time. Not hear your laugh one more time. Not hear the way you whined his name when you were lecturing him. Not hear the way you whined his name when you were intimate with him. 

Please. Please be alive. He’d never prayed in his entire life, never relied on anyone but himself, but now he found himself praying to a God he wasn’t even sure existed, all because he was terrified of what he’d see when he arrived. 

When he landed -he’d commandeered a copter because a car wasn’t fast enough- the battle had already come to its conclusion. Everyone seemed to be accounted for, with all their limbs and lives intact. Everyone, except you. Where the hell were you? He hoped to God it wasn’t under the rubble. Why was there so much damn rubble? 

A noise cut through the heavy air and it was the most beautiful noise he’d ever heard in his entire life. It was your laugh. Or half of it, at least. You’d coughed up blood at the end of it.

“This is nothing, soldiers. Think of it like a papercut.” You laughed through the pain as you began to stitch up your own abdomen, trying to reassure your concerned cohort. “Just remember, we don’t-”

“-We don’t tell the Captain about this.” They repeated back to you.

“Well, well, well. That’s some papercut, Vice Captain. I’m not sure the Captain is dumb enough to miss it even if you don’t tell him.”

Narumi’s voice boomed across the battlefield as he stomped his way towards you and the soldiers that had been surrounding you tensed up immediately. 

You sighed. “Gen-”

“Don’t ‘Gen’ me.” He snapped. Then he turned to face the soldiers who’d been standing nervously nearby. “The Vice Captain and I need to have a little chat; everyone has ten seconds to leave.”

The crowd dispersed in an instant. 

“Gen-” You started to sit up straight.

“I said- don’t call me that. You only get to call me that when you haven’t been a huge jackass.”

You winced. “Sorry. I knew you’d be mad. It’s not…it’s not that bad. I’m still breathing.” You offered up a weak argument, knowing full well it wouldn’t satisfy him. 

“Still breathing?? You think that’s what I want to hear after I literally stole a helicopter to rush here?? You think THIS-” He gestured emphatically to your wounds, “-is what I want to see when I arrive??” 

“I’m sorry, okay?”

“Sorry’s not enough. What if I lost you?”

“You’ve already done it once before, you can do it aga-”

“No. No, I can’t.” His voice was firm, but perhaps you were the only one who could discern the slight hitch in his breath, the slight crack in his tone. 

“But I…I thought you were still upset at me… about the…” You didn’t have to say it. He immediately knew you meant that night in his office.

“I am still upset. But I…I’m not heartless. I don’t…I don’t want to lose you. I still-” He swallowed as if the words physically pained him, “I still care about you.”

And it was in that moment that you realized that he was still yours. He’d always been yours. And you were his. And before you knew it, you were kissing him. 

He was shocked, at first, but then he was kissing you back, desperately, longingly. 

“I’m sorry,” You murmured in between kisses, “I shouldn’t,” You kissed him harder, “Have made you worry.” 

His arms hooked around your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Damn right, you shouldn’t have.” And then he was burying his lips into yours again and again.

The two of you might’ve continued on like this forever, grasping onto each other tightly, vying for each other’s air, consuming one another, if Shinonome didn’t clear her throat.

“So, are we clear to roll out, Vice Captain, Captain?”

You pulled apart awkwardly, cheeks burning bright. “Right. Yes. Carry on.” Somehow, you’d completely forgotten that you were still in the middle of a battlefield and that you were injured. But after she’d called your attention back to the present, you realized that you were, in fact, in a lot of pain. Like, a lot. 

Your legs caved beneath you.

Narumi scooped you up in one smooth motion. “Easy. I’ve got you. Told you not to go overboard, didn’t I? You never listen.”

“Um, actually, you didn’t tell me anything. Someone was busy ignoring me.” You stuck your tongue out at him, but you were grateful to him for catching you.

He snorted. “Well, someone was busy pretending like that moment we shared never existed.”

“I- that’s… that’s because it meant something to me. I just didn’t…didn’t know if it’d mean something to you. So I brushed it off. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” You reached out to weakly stroke his cheek. 

He said nothing for a moment, he just leaned into your touch. Then he finally spoke, “It meant more than you could know.” 

“I know, Gen. Trust me, I know. It meant a lot to me too. I…I really missed you. I still do.”

He sucked in a breath, but kept marching forward with you in his arms.

“Please say something. Anything. Do you miss me too?”

He rolled his eyes. “What are you, dense? Of course I miss you. I… I love you.”

You smiled at him and it was like the clouds parted, the sun shining through. “I love you too.”

He said nothing in response, but you could tell his eyes were lighter, brighter. 

Maybe everything would be okay now. Maybe you still had a chance to patch things up, pick up where you left off. 

—------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

It took you several months to fully heal, but Gen checked up on you everyday, and it made the recovery process somewhat less agonizing.

You officially got back together, after having a minor spat about who was supposed to ask who out (Gen thought that he’d already done enough by confessing his love and you were the one who had scared him half to death and therefore owed him this; you thought Gen was the one who had already gotten the ball rolling with his little love confession and he should’ve just sealed the deal and officially asked you to be his again), but eventually all was as it should be once again. 

You made him the same bento boxes, he made the same butterflies appear in your stomach. You snuggled him to sleep, he hogged the blankets, but he never let go of you ever again. You fell into your familiar routine like you’d never left in the first place.

And when you were all healed up, Gen cuffed you to the bed. 

“Doctor said,” Gen’s fingers began to trail teasing paths up your thighs, “That since you’re all better,” He pressed a hot kiss against your neck, his feather-light touch running across the rim of your slicked entrance, “You can go back to your…regular activities. So why don’t we make this the regular?” 

You’d barely squeaked out, “Yes,” before his fingers were parting your folds and delving into your welcoming depths. He swirled his fingers around inside you, collecting your every drop of arousal. You whimpered as he ignited every bundle of nerves within your shuddering walls, attempting to reacquaint himself with every inch of you that he’d been missing these last few years. Every inch of you that squirmed for him, every inch of you that yearned for his touch, every inch was his for the taking and he intended to collect. 

His lips crashed into yours, drawing your attention to the sudden, heavy barrage of kisses he’d begun to rain down upon you. Your tongues intertwined themselves, exchanging saliva and salvation with every passionate collision, and he thought to himself that he could’ve kept kissing you forever. Could’ve kept losing himself in the taste of you. And maybe he would’ve… if he wasn’t so tremendously and egregiously rock-hard at the moment. 

As if it would sate his unyielding thirst for you, his fingers jolted forward, burying themselves as deep as they could possibly go. When you cried out for him, voice dipped in ecstasy and slight surprise, he felt his pants tighten to a painful degree. He began to rock his hips forward, reveling in the delicious friction that your thigh provided him while he continued to pleasure you. Of course, humping your leg was only satisfying until the tears began to roll down your cheeks. He accidentally caught a taste of your tears while he’d been devouring your lips and suddenly his previously sizeable appetite turned ravenous before he knew it. Unable to stop himself, he dared to lick a stripe up your cheek. The salt simmered on his tongue and boiled the blood in his veins. 

Hissing under his breath, he ripped his belt off, impatient to free his aching cock from its restrictive confines. If curling his fingers was all it took to get tears skipping down your cheeks, he wondered just how much you’d cry for him when he split you open on his dick. 

He yanked his fingers out of you, resulting in a whine on your part. 

“Shh, shh. ‘Mm gonna make ya feel real good, kay, baby?” His thumb ran across your lower lip soothingly. “Just be good for me, yeah?”

You nodded your obedience.

The bed shifted beneath you as he adjusted himself on top of you, lining up his cock to your entrance. “My beautiful, perfect girl. Want you to say my name for me. Can you do that?”

He hadn’t even given you the time to nod again. He was already buried balls deep by the time you’d even exhaled.

Your cuffs clanged pathetically against the bed frame as your body surged forward to meet his every (increasingly) persistent thrust. “Gen!” Euphoria flooded through you, every wave of pleasure increasing as he buried himself deeper and deeper. Every sharp plunge of his cock made more tears spill down your cheeks and he lapped up every single one, eyes glazed over with lust. 

“C’mon, love. Think you can do better than that. Give me more.” He growled, nipping at your flesh here and there. 

“G-Gen…t-too…too much! G-gonna…”

“Gonna what? Tell me, baby.”

“C-come for you!” You gasped out. 

He kissed you harshly. “So come for me then.”

When your orgasm came, it crashed into you, full force. You arched against him, body stuttering, lips quivering, ecstasy all-consuming. Every sweet, seductive inch of you became unraveled beneath him, and it sent sparks soaring through him.

With a slight, satisfied smirk, he buried himself deep into your cervix and allowed himself release at last. His hot, milky cum flooded past your clenching walls, spilling evidence of his satisfaction out of your entrance. 

Once the initial euphoria wore off, he uncuffed you, and you collapsed into his arms. He welcomed you, pulling you tightly against him. 

“You know,” He began to trail a hand up and down your back, “I thought I knew everything there was to know about you.” He murmured.

Your brows furrowed and you tilted your chin up to look at him. “Don’t you?”

“Didn’t know you looked so pretty when you cry.”

You pinched his cheeks and he laughed.

“Hey, hey! It was a compliment! And I didn’t know what it was gonna do to me, seeing you like that. My sweet, oversensitized lil baby,” He cooed, teasing in his tone.

You rolled your eyes in mock annoyance.  “So is this the new normal now? You torture me and then get off on torturing me?”

He nipped your ear playfully. “If I recall, you were having just as good of a time. After all…who was the one straining against their cuffs just to get a piece of this dick?”

You bit your lip to keep from laughing. “Don’t have to put it so crudely.” 

He grinned from ear to ear. “I’m just sayin- I think I like the new normal. Could get used to it.”

“Well…I seem to remember someone saying in the past that he didn’t wanna try handcuffs because he was too scared he’d lose the key. So I guess, even after all those years together, there’s still new things for us to try.”

He huffed, withdrawing his arms from you so he could cross them in a show of indignation. “I never said I was scared!”

This time, you couldn’t help the laughter from bubbling up. “I think we’re remembering things differently, Gen,” You teased. “But I just meant that, I think I like the new normal too. I wanna make more memories with you. Better ones. Ones that are so unbelievably amazing that we forget we ever broke up.”

He cocked a brow at you. “That’s quite the declaration.”

You shrugged. “I think we can do it. After all, we’re the Captain and Vice Captain of the strongest division in Japan. I don’t think there’s much we can’t do.”

Sighing contentedly for the first time in years, he wrapped his arms around you again, pulling you close. “I’m in agreement.” 

And so you settled into your familiar place by his side, under the familiar roof you once shared, the familiar beat of his heart keeping time to yours, and together drifted off into dreams of brighter days to come, both holding tight to a silent vow to never again let the new normal become a thing of the past.

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[karmacharmeleon18]

Due to popular demand, here's my Ateez Plastic Surgery post!

Sorry it took me a while but I had to do some editing to respect the limit of 30 pictures per post

Remember that all of this started from a few asks I received on the topic, and my autistic brain decided to fixate on it: I'm not writing this post out of malice or as criticism of Ateez, I simply need to get it out of my system so I can move on! 😂

I love these boys as all of you do and see nothing shameful in plastic surgery

And speaking of asks received, I want to thank all the people that have shown interest and support in my messages and inbox: I really didn't expect anyone to appreciate my musings about such a taboo topic, so thank you so much for being kind and interested! ❤

First things first:

For any Atiny that doesn’t want to see this: block the tag "ateez plastic surgery" and you won’t have to!

But if you’re interested in reading, know that I will not post any pictures of actual surgeries, so don’t worry if you’re squeamish.

Let's go!

We all know how beautiful Ateez noses are, we all adore them, right?

And I think, if the surgery allegations are well-founded, they truly show the GENIUS and MASTERY of Korean plastic surgeons

They did not give every member the same exact nose (as it’s so common in the West, where you can tell from miles away when someone got their nose done)

They kept all the personality, all the quirks of their noses, all that makes them interesting and beautiful and unique

They simply made them slimmer

(slimmer, but not necessarily smaller; big noses are just so beautiful)

I’ve seen K-Pop fans (not Atiny, but in general) say things like: “That was their nose as a teenager, they are grown men/women now!”, or: “They lost weight, of course their face changed!”

Noses are bone, cartilage, soft tissues and skin, their size and shape is not affected by weight loss as there are no fat cells stored in your nose

Your nose changes during puberty, but by the time you are 18, it has stopped growing/changing shape and size

Any natural change in shape and size as an older teen (18-19) and adult might be due to medical conditions, but that’s not the case for the vast majority of idols

With all of this out of the way, let’s begin a more in-depth analysis!

Now, for those interested in the topic but not in my yapping, I have found a YouTube video from 2022 about this:

According to the video:

Hongjoong had a rhinoplasty* and a chin implant (*I think he possibly had 2 + fixed his front teeth)

Seonghwa had a rhinoplasty and double eyelid surgery (I think he possibly had a chin implant too)

Yunho had 2 rhinoplasties* and double eyelid surgery (*I agree)

Yeosang had a rhinoplasty and double eyelid surgery

San had a rhinoplasty

Mingi had a subtle rhinoplasty (kinda disagree? I think he actually had a silicone implant that he took out during his hiatus; when he came back his nose looked different and I suspect his current nose might be closer to his natural one, if not the natural one)

Wooyoung had a rhinoplasty, outer eye corners cut and ptosis repair

Jongho had a rhinoplasty, double eyelid surgery and ptosis repair

Again, I can’t stress how common plastic surgery is in South Korea. Korean teens get it as birthday presents! I’m talking rhinoplasties, chin implants, double eyelid and even jaw shaving surgeries, as teenagers. And imagine how much more common it is for celebrities!

Korean surgeons are absolutes masters at making “improved” facial features look as natural as possible

Now here is my opinion for each member

Hongjoong

I think the rhinoplasty is pretty obvious. Hongjoong with his natural nose used to be almost the spitting image of Bumjoong:

Spot the difference!

And here's more young Hongjoong:

A previous anon pointed out that HJ's nose was actually flatter and more hooked than his brother's, especially from the side, and I do remember seeing at least one picture that showed it pretty well, but unfortunately I can't fing it in my folders. If someone has it, please send it my way!

But then predebut/debut and rookie Hongjoong had a very sharp nose that almost curved upwards; it looked "perfect"... but quite unnatural, like it could cut glass:

And this is the nose he has now, much softer, less pointy, more natural looking; and - incidentally - very similar to the nose his mom has (right pic), which is why people say "he didn't inherit her nose, he inherited her surgeon" (kinda mean but also hilarious):

And here are his natural teeth, slightly crooked and with a bit of a gap vs his debut/current teeth (ft super sharp debut nose):

And a pic from the video about a possible chin implant:

So possibly, he had a first rhinoplasty (and chin implant?) in high school, maybe because he was set on working in the entertainment industry and knew that would help, or maybe he had already signed with KQ and he had the surgery in preparation for a possible debut

The second rhinoplasty might have happened during the height of COVID, when concerts and events were postponed and cameras weren’t as focused on him

As for his teeth, I don’t know if he used some sort of braces to realign them, or if he got veneers. In 2023 he also accidentally hit his mic against his front teeth and chipped one of them, but now his teeth are as perfect as always and he got them fixed easily and quickly, so maybe veneers?

Seonghwa

Pre-debut Seonghwa is my WEAKNESS. He looks like he could and would beat up current Seonghwa for fun lmao

I totally understand why the KQ staff thought he was going to kill them if they didn’t let him pass the audition

And I understand why Hongjoong was so intimidated...

Imagine being the freakiest twink in the Itaewon bathrooms and this piece of murderous beef shows up:

(I'm pretty much the same age he was predebut/at debut, so I don't feel weird lusting after him... maybe in a few years I'll have to take this post down lol)

Now, I have seen all sorts of allegations (because people just can’t comprehend how someone can be so beautiful ) starting with him getting his jaw shaved and a chin implant

The way your face shape looks can be affected by make-up, lighting, weight loss, perspective, so I’m not very good at detecting surgeries of this kind (unless the before-after is a monumental change)

His chin does look more pointy now compared to the past:

How much of it is weight loss? And how much is surgery? Surgery seems more likely in this case, the shape looks completery different

One thing that does not change with weight loss is your nose, so maybe as the video says he had a rhinoplasty to make the bridge slimmer and the tip and nostrils more defined:

(his nose was wider, flatter, less defined)

As for the double eyelid surgery, it’s also entirely possible, as the pics above already showed. He might have always had double eyelids (though in the pictures above it doesn’t look like it) but now he definitely does. It’s not make-up, it’s not eyelid tape. Something changed:

(this is a screenshot I was sent of a tiktok video, because I'm not the only one that noticed these details)

Before, his upper lid used to be very prominent, but now he definitely has visible double eyelids:

But something I adore about him is that even after a slimming rhinoplasty, his nose is not "perfect"; from the side, his bridge has the slightest bump, and when he truly smiles (the famous Seonghwa pained smile/happiness that looks like pain), his nose looks almost hooked:

This is an instance of Korean surgeons knowing exactly how far to go when “fixing” a nose

They don’t want each patient to have the same exact nose

This is, undeniably, Seonghwa’s nose

The bridge is simply a bit slimmer, the nostrils and tip more defined

(and the same goes for Wooyoung, the surgeon still left him with Wooyoung’s nose, they just made it slimmer, it’s genius work)

Yunho

Yunho is the only confirmed case of plastic surgery in the whole team

During the Wave era he told Atiny that one time he fell asleep on a bus, the bus driver hit the brakes a bit too hard, too suddenly, and Yunho’s reflexes weren’t enough to spare him: he fell and broke his nose

The problem? When he told us this story, his nose was different than the nose he has right now

So he had at least 2 nose jobs: the one he told us about, that happened pre-debut, and another, more recent one that got him the nose he has today

This is his natural nose:

Then this is his nose at debut + during the Wave era (the blond pic is from the video he told us about his old nose surgery); by this point he's already had one nose surgery which made his nose a bit more defined, the nostrils more accentuated:

But this is his nose now:

More pointy, bony, the shape overall more sharp and less roundish, lost almost all softness

So Yunho most likely had 2 nose jobs: one he told us about during the Wave era, that happened years before, and another one that got him the nose he has today.

Now, I’m not saying he’s a liar! Maybe pre-debut he did need surgery after breaking his nose! And maybe he needed a second one because he still had some lingering issues! And plastic surgeons being plastic surgeons, they made his nose smaller/straighter/more conventionally attractive because that’s their job

The video also alleges he had a double eyelid surgery, but all the pics I found of young Yunho are a bit too grainy to be sure. It does look like he has a double eyelid on his left eye, while his right eye looks more like a monolid, so maybe he had that fixed to be more symmetrical? And both lids were very prominent, even the one that was already double. But it's hard to tell for sure

Yeosang

I have to say I agree with the video, both when they say he possibly had a nose job&double eyelid surgery, and when they say they were absolutely unnecessary lol (tbf I think they all were unnecessary)

Before:

His nose is less defined, looks bigger, and his eyelids are very prominent

Now:

His nostrils are still prominent, but the bridge is slimmer, giving his nose an overall more defined look; and now he definitely has double eyelids

San

According to the video, he had a rhinoplasty to slim down the bridge of his nose, and I guess I can see it:

His nose was flatter and larger, now it's slimmer and more defined (sorry I keep using this word but it makes sense in my head? I hope you get what I'm trying to say) with a more pointy tip.

And I think that’s it? Some say some type of eyelid surgery but I don't know

Mingi

Mingi is a tough one to figure out, he definitely got something done to his nose, but for the longest time I couldn't figure out what exactly

Because Mingi is the only member whose nose got less perfect with time

He did the opposite of all the other members, instead of having his nose permanently “fixed”, he had a previous cosmetic tool removed

The video says he had his nose slimmed down, like the others, but I don’t know if I agree. In the pic they used, it does look like it, but then other pictures of young Mingi (at that same age) show that he’s always had a slim nose. I think that in the pic used in the video, lighting was playing some tricks

It’s hard to say definitively, because all the pictures we have of Mingi are either too old (Mingi was a child, his slim nose back then might have changed with puberty), too grainy (I straight up can’t see his nose well lol) or too close to debut (he might have already gotten something done)

But in his high school pics, his nose could be his natural nose

Why? Because it does not look exactly like his debut nose, it's not as sharp and "perfect"

High school Mingi’s nose is more similar to the nose he has today:

Big but not super pointy and triangular

On the other hand, debut Mingi’s nose had a high bridge, was straight, sharp, almost triangular and “perfect”, a surgeon’s dream

But then when he came back from his hiatus, it was slightly and yet visibly different, his nose bridge was lower, the tip less sharp, it looked overall more curved and less pointy

Debut vs Now pics:

Debut: high bridge, sharp tip Now: lower bridge and softer tip

Debut Mingi's nose had a very high bridge that started right after the curve of his forehead

High school and current Mingi's nose has some space between his forehead and the start of his nose/he has a lower bridge, and it looks overall softer

The tip now almost seems to point downwards at times, depending on the perspective, because there's no more silicone bar pulling his nostrils forward and lifting the tip

His nose today looks also slightly smaller than his debut nose, again because the're no more silicone bar pulling the soft tissues forward

Mingi's softer, rounder nose after his hiatus/now:

... Mingi’s nose today is a nose a plastic surgeon would generally fix. Surgeons want high bridges and sharp tips (Mingi’s debut nose), maybe not for the average person, but definitely for an idol

Mingi went in the opposite direction, he removed the high bridge and sharp tip

Unlike the rest of Ateez, Mingi removed what made his nose so perfect

But how?

I think that instead of a traditional nose job (which usually breaks and shaves bone and reshapes cartilage), his pre-debut self possibly had a silicone implant inserted in his nose, to make it higher, straighter, pointier and “perfect” for debut

(do not google nose silicone implants 🤢 it's literally a solid "bar" - for lack of a better term off the top of my head - made of silicone and inserted along the lenght of the bridge)

Then during his hiatus, he had it removed, so now we see his nose how it could have looked naturally

His nose today is also slightly curved, usually it's barely visible, only from certain angles and when the light hits it in the right way, but again, it's something a surgeon would fix:

Rengoku pic: no visible curve but his nose look less slim because of the lighting, very similar to his nose in the high school pics

Middle&Right pics: slightest curve detectable

Let's take Wooyoung as an example of a nose curved on purpose:

Wooyoung’s curve is visible from the side, it gives him a very interesting, sensual and above all distinctive and unique side profile, which a good surgeon would aim for

Mingi’s curve is (slightly) visible from the front, and it’s something a surgeon would deem asymmetrical and want to fix

And I don’t think this is the result of a botched cosmetic surgery: Mingi and his perfect debut nose had no reason to get another cosmetic surgery and, what, enhance the perfection even more? This is not a case of surgery gone wrong

He had a perfect nose and decided to make it less perfect

Why???? I don’t know

But when Mingi went on hiatus for 8 months, he actually didn’t know if he wanted to come back to Ateez. He didn’t know if he wanted to be an idol anymore

So maybe he got the implant removed to reclaim possession of his face, as a rejection of the idol life that had brought him so much anxiety and hardships

Maybe because of his anxiety he also experienced some sort of body dysmorphia? Like he looked in the mirror and couldn’t recognize the face staring back at him, all he saw was Song Mingi the idol

If he was going to come back, he was going to come back as his old self, the real Mingi, not the perfect version the industry wanted

In conclusion, Mingi’s nose became less conventionally perfect with time, which makes me think he had whatever cosmetic tool he had used for debut removed during his hiatus, and now we see his nose in his (possible) natural state

As for the eye ptosis repair theory mentioned in the video, I have no idea. I’m not good at detecting this type of thing and as I said, Mingi’s old pics aren’t super reliable. But Mingi’s eyes are still a big insecurity of his, and in the past he wanted double eyelids. I think if he’d had ptosis repair surgery, he would’ve gotten double eyelid surgery at the same time? I don’t see why he would get one and not the other. Mingi’s eyes are still smaller than other members’ (to his perpetual chagrin), so I don’t think he had anything done there?

Wooyoung

Wooyoung, like Seonghwa, is another obvious case of masterful rhinoplasty

Side by side comparisone Before vs Now:

His nose used to be larger and seemed to lack the sexy curved slope he has today

Before:

Larger and rounder

Now:

Slimmer and beautifully sloped

As for the allegations of eye surgery, I don't think that's the case here? Woo's eyes are pretty uneven, the left one has a slight double eyelid, the right one does not. A surgeon would've fixed that imo

Jongho

I'm running out of space for pictures 😭 sorry everyone and Jongho

From the video:

The creator says rhinoplasty, double eyelid surgery and ptosis repair

To be fair his nose now seems more defined and slighlty smaller (rhinoplasty) and his eyes a bit larger and the lids less prominent (ptosis repair)

But Jongho always had double eyelids (I ran out of pic space, so you'll have to trust me on this one lol or you can google "Jongho child pics" and you'll see an adorable side-by-side comparison where toddler Jognho's double eyelids are super visible)

The ptosis repair is still possible tho, to make the eyes open wider

But honestly Jongho has such a baby face for me, it's hard to be sure!

And now I'm done! I hope you enjoyed!

[patchworkprince]

I need to revamp this blog

[thetisming]

amatonormativity: a romantic partner should be the most important person in EVERYONE'S life

NOT amatonormativity: MY romantic partner is the most important person in MY life, but i understand this is not the same for other people

allosexnormativity: EVERYONE should have sex and sex is something EVERYONE needs/wants/should want

NOT allosexnormativity: I PERSONALLY enjoy sex and love having sex because it makes ME feel good, but other people dont feel the same and that's okay

platonormativity: having friends is important for EVERYONE and EVERYONE needs/has/should have friends

NOT platonormativity: having friends is important to ME and I PERSONALLY love having friends, but there are people who dont and theres nothing wrong with that

faminormativity (is that the word?): family is important for EVERYONE and EVERYONE needs to have their family

NOT faminormativity: family is important to ME and I PERSONALLY need my family with me, but other people dont feel the same and i understand that

lovenormativity (again, not sure if this is a word): EVERYBODY feels love and there's something wrong wiith you if you dont

NOT lovenormativity: I PERSONALLY feel love and love people, but not everyone does and that's completely okay!

NOT amatonormativity: i dont have friends/have any desire to have friends, i am happy with other relationships/no relationships at all

NOT platonormativity: i dont have any desire to be in a romantic relationships, and i am happy with my platonic relationships

NOT allosexnormativity: i like hooking up with people and having one night stands or friends with benefits

NOT faminormativity: i care about my family deeply and am close with family members

NOT lovenormativity: i feel love for people i care about

it's not normative to personally enjoy something, so long as you respect that other people simply arent like you and aren't going to like the same things as you. taking down normativity is a two way street, allos and aspecs need to do it. support your local aros, aces, apls, afams and other aspecs today! remember to challange all normativities, and to not enforce other normativity by saying how bullshit other normativities are!

nothing is universal. romance is not universal. sex is not universal. friendship is not universal. family is not universal. love is not universal. nothing is universal.

[ganondoodle]

been trying to do some pixel art bc after putting another 60+ hours into stardew valley the want to make a stardew like game but *my* way is strong again ... but i keep getting hung up on thinking about game mechanics (screenshot at the bottom .. sorry for makign this so long again ..)

at some point i thought the whole minecraft aspect is probably impossible to add into a 2d pixel game and im better off to cut that idea out of my head and instead make a dedicated area in which you can build stuff more costumizable and make the rest a more static thing id built so the worlds have more character and theres less problems with NPC pathing (since i dont want you to be able to escape Eadryas wrath if you overstay your welcome by building yourself into a circle or collision boxes .... though they would destroy anything in their path to you either way.. still)

but then i still want you to be able to change the ground in your little area (or maybe multiple ... idk im still conflicted bc i like the idea of finding a place and building your lil hut there ... unless i make it so you can build a hut anywhere but change the ground tiles only in certain areas ... ) and build little ponds and stuff ... so im back to the minecraft in 2d problem

i keep getting into these thinking spirals bc i dont want to draw all those sprites if im gonna scrap it all again anyway

the main point with this little ...... well, lets call it fantasy bc im not confident this 'project' will fare any better than any of my other projects (im a never finished a single project and keeps being haunted by it kind of guy and i hate it)

- is that i want a 2d game somewhat similar to stardew but set in my original story world and focused on the environment and nature, not on earning money, an intricate weather system and no time limit on your day, the twist being you are an ex-demon hunter and are on probation to prove you really abandoned the cause, given shelter and a place to stay in the demon world within the protective bubbles around gates into the human realm (bc humans cannot live in the normal environment of the demon world- this is an already long established thing but works extremely well to limit the space you are able to go in a game without making the world feel tiny plus allows me to give you several different environment designs bc those are gates and bubbles in different parts of the demon world) your task being to help clean up the poisoned land the celestials had caused and repopulating these parts with plants etc. ... there is a tracker that lets you know how well or bad it is doing and if you only destroy instead of restore (like chopping down all trees without planting new ones) you will be given warnings until Eadrya shows up and kills you since you are clearly still working to destroy their lands after all

i still really like this idea but im really doubtful it will go anywhere since i am so slow, need to learn at least two complicated new things (coding, music making) and already have so many things i want to do but never really .. do, the task is just too daunting and it keeps me from just having fun drawing pixel art bc i cant stop (over)thinking about mechanics

(see this is what i mean my brain just cant stop, it just keeps going and it keeps making me spiral into these thinking loops that prevent me from actually doing anything )

this is the same file i have been randomly doodling sprites on since april (by far not the only one, but the current one of multiple sprite tests i keep updating or changing)

(i appreciate feedback or thoughts on this alot, its a little fantasy that i keep comign back to, all my attempts to throw it out of my head in hopes of clearing up some space have failed no matter how little hope i have of making it a reality ..)

[spaced-out-tiger]

*coughs* yeah I might’ve come up with this idea right when I got home xD

Riley should be allowed to go crazy for a bit and get it all out of their system (trust me it’ll help if you let them go ham on Harley or smthin /hj)

Character on the left is Janet and belongs to @chibifox2002 :>

(…I spent too long on this for it being too soon- xD)

[fobnsfwdoodlesbackup]

Hi y'all, I just wanted to talk a little about the behind the scenes of what I've been up to, to give y'all a little transparency and to open myself up for any tips or input! 🙏 Thank you for your continued support and for taking the time to look at my art 🫶

First and foremost I wanted to give some transparency about my art capacity.

As og followers may remember, I started this blog when I was doing art full time. Eventually my living expenses grew and I had to go back to work. I find myself in a cycle of "I'll make more art soon, once I get a job!" And "I'll make more art soon, once I am done with this job!" I lost my most recent job suddenly, having had an extension waved over my head until the last day(October 7th). Now I'm excited to have more time for art, but I am also feeling a rush to get a new job ASAP as I've been living paycheck to paycheck. I dream of doing this work full time, I'm just scared it's not quite there yet and I worry that I come off as scammy or dishonest when I anticipate more stability around the corner.

Second, I've been struggling with the Patreon. It's taken me a while to come to terms with this, but from what I've seen Patreon is not intuitive at all from the creator end. It doesn't do a good job of organizing addresses, emails, showing who or who isn't subscribed to me, or organizing and displaying the work I put on there. I've been really shocked by this experience, since lots of big names use Patreon. It's been a great way to streamline support, but it's been unhelpful in every other regard. I would like to continue using it, but I will most likely post more wips or process videos there in the future.

Which brings me to my third point, zines. I love making zines so much, it feels personal and fulfilling and fun! However the Patreon issues make it harder to keep information in order about where to send zines, or even where to message folks about them. In addition to this, the post office has been a big barrier to me, oftentimes only being open at the same time as my dayjob. Making zines can take days, then sending them out is a whole other monster.

This work is so important to me. Drawing peoples fantasies, representing body types, creating work around sexuality and the human experience feels like what I'm meant to do. I've made comics since I was a kid. This is the dream to me. The friends I've been able to make through this work are so important to me, and the conversations have been invaluable. Not to mention fun! I wanna doodle, I wanna draw hot stuff, I wanna thirst over these dudes! I want to play!

But I also just want to be transparent about the barriers I'm working around to share that experience. I'm completely self taught, both in art AND in running shops, building websites, running 8 accounts, etc. I take a lot of time to learn the logistics of these things, and try to make them make sense for my relationship with y'all (I do not want to paywall my art!! I don't want to!!!). This year my desktop broke down (the main one I use for all paintings and digital art). I've paused my Etsy shops and my Patreon to try to catch up with things. Trying to learn to paint in a completely different program. Then lost my job with no savings.

At the end of the day I don't want anything to come between me sharing my art with you. I wish I could doodle a thing, take a picture, and post it here. No third party site, no shop, no subscription. Just sharing my art with you. I promise I'm trying to figure out how to stay as close to that as possible, and I want to thank y'all for sticking with me as I untangle all of that.

So, what can you expect in the near future?

I'm working on a couple of painting commissions right now, which you should be able to see in the next couple of days! I want to catch up on kinktober and get those posted as well. There's a comic commission in progress which I'm very eager to work on, and which I think y'all will be excited for! To ease the weight of the Patreon I think I may do less zines/polls there and more wips and process videos! If possible, I want to do more full colored work too.

Thank you again for enjoying my work, and if you have any input or tips my inbox is always open 🙏🫶💕

[imjustaf444keriguess]

like there has got to be at least one doctor out there that says endogenics are fake right??

there's ones that argue DID isn't even a real thing there's some out there that argue against endogenics openly and actively?? right??

[carsickcrow]

on second thought it would probably be better to use just a tag like movies or film or music or fiber arts on my remy rambles posts and then i can have my original posts mixed in with reblogs that fall under the same movie music tv birds or whatever category. but. i already went back and started categorizing the remy rambles posts. some of them anyway. i really do love tumblr’s tagging system and how people use it and i’d love mine to be more organized but i am apparently not consistent enough. also i like the remy rambles about… format i think it’s fun if redundant and not actually helpful for organizational purposes. so uhhh yeah this doesn’t matter to anyone but me but that’s a predicament

[whoblewboobear]

It’s strange, I’m used to hyperfixating hard on things like HARD (beats my 2yr long beetlejuice musical obsession back with a stick) but Starbreaker- not even fantasy high itself took me over to the point of feeling like a teen about. Like I haven’t had this much fun in fandom in years. I haven’t like- interacted with people this much in fandom in years (which is still not enough but if I beat myself up about social interaction again I’ll jump off a cliff)

But there’s never been a concern of like “this obsession won’t fade for a while but it’ll lose popularity” and that’s fine and surprisingly it hasn’t. But it is different. It’s like adapting to it constantly as the thing itself changes even when there are aspects that you’d like to stay the same. Like that ‘I don’t go to this school of thought, but I’ll still take the class bc it’s interesting’ sorta thing.

And then there’s that feeling of WANTING to contribute but the thing has become such a beast that it’s like oooh I’m so out of my depths here.

Also like constantly having to look myself in the eye and be like ‘bitch you don’t have to talk or contribute to EVERYTHING’ and the sooner I accept that and accept that it is what it is, ill miss things, I won’t get enjoyment out of every aspect and every aspect isn’t for me and that that isn’t a bad thing, I’ll stop having moments of feeling weird and out of place. I have my lil corner and that’s okay

[robotsafari]

im gonna feel bad for all the kh fans who followed me once i hyperfixate on something elsWRONG!! ONLY THE STRONGEST FOLLOWERS SURVIVE !!!!!!

[beetleskeleton]

augh my back

but i have a vent thing so here ig/lh

(if the wording doesn't make sense, it's basically a hopeful plea that said friend is there, with the provided context that I’ve already lost a family member and a multitude of furry and feathery friends, it would only stand as a somewhat reasonable hope that he is with them too.)

[wispisstillverybored67]

I should be allowed to get rid of those oh-so-repetitive "I should be allowed to torture people who use gendered pronouns for (insert character here) to death and eat their corpse for fun" for...mmm. Forever, I think.

[biomechabird]

#i try to avoid blocking unless it's something egregious#since blocking goes both ways#but if it's harmless fandom fun that just isn't my thing

Yes, exactly. I have been doing this ever since I was told how to do it and it has made my tumblr experience so much better.

Those people could still in theory follow me, which I don't mind at all if they like what I do! I just don't want to see /their/ stuff (which I should note is all fandom harmless fun, just of a thing that personally triggers ME and only ME).

Me not liking it is MY problem to manage, not theirs!

"I don't like the fandom content this person posts!"

Then unfollow them.

"I'm not following them, but they're in all the tags!"

Then block them.

"I blocked them but all the people I follow reblog their posts!"

Then unfollow those people.

"But I like their other content!"

Then add the person's username to your blocklist.

"But—"

No. Stop. Listen. You cannot control what other people post or how they interpret your favorite characters or what ships they like. All you can control is your own actions and your public responses. Block them, filter out their username, then post your own stuff to carve out a space for yourself and people like you in your fandom. You will be a million times happier if you focus on what you're doing and what you enjoy instead of on the people you don't like.

[yujateaandpi]

Gravity Falls Thirty More Years AU and Art Masterlist

Here's all the pages of the comic in order plus some of the other GF stuff I've made. I'll keep updating this list to make it easy on y'all.

Edit: I have a new tagging system! All asks will be tagged #thirtymoreyearsau without spaces, and all comics and fic updates will be tagged #thirty more years au with spaces. If you want the whole story together, then you can filter using this tag on my account! Filtered link here.

If you like the comic and would like to support it, here’s my tip jar! Donations also appreciated for this family's fundraiser!

Thirty More Years AU Comic:

Page 1

Pages 2 and 3

Page 4

Page 5

Page 6

Page 7

Pages 8 and 9

Page 10

Pages 11 and 12

Pages 13 and 14

Prequel Multiverse Mini Comic

Epistolary Prequel Companion/ Dipper's Diary Entries:

"Dear Mabel, I Miss You"

Answers to Common Questions:

What is the Thirty Years AU?

A Gravity Falls fan story and comic about what would happen if Mabel and Ford both fall into a leftover multiverse rift at the end of summer. They experience a week of silly adventures but return to a world where 30 years have passed and Dipper + co have aged without them. Told as both a comic and a companion fic.

2. How old are the characters?

Answer

3. When does the story take place relative to the show?

Answer

4. Where's Bill?

Answer

5. Where else can I read the comic? Will you distribute it on a site?

Releasing it on my Instagram (but Tumblr gets the pages earlier cause y'all are special). As for releasing it on a site, answer here.

6. How many pages/ how long will the comic approximately be?

Subject to change, but here's my answer for now.

7. How often will you post/ when will you post again?

Here's my answer for now, but if there's delays between posts please don't spam me with questions on when I'll post again. The updates will come when they come and I'm trying to keep this flexible.

8. Is this Drifting Stars AU/ Other Similar AU?

Answer

9. Someone's reposting on TikTok/ Other social media! Are you okay with this?

No, and please report them if you can. Answer here.

11. Will you tag me/ make a tag list?

Answer

12. Why haven't you answered my question?

Answer

13. What art program/ brushes do you use?

Answer

Other Fanart

Twin Glare^2

Kitten Sweater

Pines Pines Pines

Happy Birthday Twins

Gravity Falls The Odyssey AU

Sona Shenanigans

Fiddleford to the rescue

mystery trio eizouken

twins in time mini comic

F-fiddlestan…🥺

Stan Pines Mini Character Analysis Essays

Apparently I do this a lot, so collecting them in one place:

Poll thots

Rough and tumble little Stanley

Stan Appreciation

that magic 8 ball man…

off topic Billford thots

off topic Fiddleford thots

off topic Fiddlestan thots

off topic Emma May thots