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enamoredwithbella · 10 months ago

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PJO TV CRIT RANT COMING !!

If you don’t want to hear or don’t like it just don’t read it. Everyone’s entitled to their own opinion

I’ve been on the pjo tv crit tag and I gotta say I agree with most of what’s on there 😭😭

All my praise for the show goes to the actors alone. I’m not stupid I didn’t expect the show to be an exact replica of the books cause that would’ve been boring as well but I feel like say “faithful adaptation” is a bit overzealous.

1. The changes

Some of the changes I love. Like them stopping for candy and Annabeth going in was so cute. Grover using psychological warfare on the God of war ate.

But a lot of the changes were just like ???? What was the point? And all the stuff that they revealed like 4-5 seasons too early. Stuff that was hinted at through the books that built suspense and intrigue just dumped on the table was a bit 😕

I remember finding out about Luke’s mom and why Luke REALLY hated his father. It literally had me gagged it was like finding out something I didn’t even know I was waiting for. The build up to them finding out Kronos involved was always a favorite cause it felt so raw. It was pure fear encapsulated by words, you could feel it, it was palpable and we just didn’t get that in the show. It was so “here you go. Kronos it was him *but said intensely*”

2. Them knowing everything

I do understand how it does make sense that they would know a lot of things from the jump as they all literally grew up with this information but a lot of the times where they didn’t realize exactly what was happening right away in the books have a slight reminder of how young and innocent they are. These neurodivergent 12 year olds who have been tasked with a Gods job and have been trekking across the states for days; yeah I wouldn’t expect them to be at the top of their game ALL THE TIME no matter how smart they are. The slip ups show that even though they’re these tiny warriors they aren’t immune to being a little naive.

3. Setting

I’m not gonna criticize the settings cause if that’s how Rick imagined it then that’s how he imagined it but I can’t blame the ppl who are a bit miffed at how the sets were portrayed. The underworld did truly throw me off.

4. Info dumping ?? Or not enough info idk

I also saw a post about how they would just throw random names out there pertaining to Greek mythology and then just not explain 😭😭 and all the stuff that they left out too (fields of punishment, isle blest, etc) which sets up for things in later seasons. And I understand the time crunch; 8 episodes 40 mins give or take and a dream is what they had. That being said this shit was a mess 🤷🏽‍��️😭😭 like badly set up, script was not doing them any justice, and it felt so boring most of the time.

5. Whimsy and fun erasure

There were gems I will keep saying that. There were fun times but the fun times also felt very strategically placed whereas in the books it was sorta woven into the chaos. Charon being a lil silly, Grover playing the shooting game in the lotus casino and killing humans (I love him so much 😭😭), annabeth geeking over the architecture of the arch and going on a tangent about how it was made while Grover and Percy trade candy in the back. Talking to the animals and Percy finding out he can speak horse, the car wash where annabeth scares off a grown man in a Lincoln, “shows over! Thank you and goodnight!”, Percy and Grover clowning annabeth for watching the discovery channel unironically. I’m not saying I expected them to put all this shit in there cause again I’m not an imbecile but the type of wit and humor that made everyone fall in love with the books was cut out for the more serious stuff. And what’s so frustrating about that is I KNOW the actors would’ve ate it up. Walker especially that boy IS Percy.

I could keep finding stuff but I’m trying to be grateful cause even after all of this Rick did take the time to try and think of us and maybe it’s not his fault but idk it’s just a bit disappointing after the way it was marketed towards long time fans

Much love to Walker, Leah, and Aryan and hope for future seasons 😊

#pjo tv crit #percy pjo #percy tv series #percy series #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians tv show #book percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #annabeth chase #grover underwood #leah sava jeffries #walker scobell #aryan simhadri #rick riordan

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sehtoast · 2 years ago

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Gods Were Made to Be Worshipped (Homelander x Reader)

(18+)

body worship, oral sex, rimming, pegging, dirty talk. warning: fic contains brief mention of gender dysphoria and chest binding (and on that note, Y/n is written as a pre-bottom surgery trans man. physical descriptors are kept to a bare min for reader inclusivity. Y/n also is a knockoff of spiderman lmao)

technically a sample of a fic i'm still in the process of writing. sometimes you just gotta publish that smut chapter, you know? no beta read for this, so sorry in advance if there's any goofy typos

The second time the pair made love, Y/n was taken aback when Homelander jerked away from his attempts to remove the top part of his suit. He stopped immediately, watching John shut his eyes, mumbling out an apology as he reclined against the headboard.

“Are you okay?” Y/n asked, sitting back to give John space. He watched Homelander drag his hands down his face in exasperation.

“It’s fine. Everythings fucking fine,” he replied in a dispirited tone, looking down at his upper half with no lack of disdain.

Y/n recognized the issue immediately. John’s self image issues had swung into play, sweeping away all sense of confidence he’d been carrying just moments ago. Y/n tilted his head to the side, “Hm… Tell me. Please?”

Y/n watched Homelander run through his typical facial expressions of exasperation and discomfort when he was forced to confront unpleasant feelings. A scoff, a roll of his eyes, a shake of the head as he bit back a breath.

“I don’t…” John began, furrowing his brow as he stopped, looking at Y/n instead and tossing his hands up. “I don’t fucking know!” That wasn’t true. He does know. But how could he explain it? How could he tell Y/n that he failed to find worth in an aspect of himself? That a bad day on set reminded him of just how much he loathes what was under that suit of his.

“John,” Y/n began, his voice gentle and soothing, “talking about hard things is how we get better at dealing with them.” The web-head was kicking himself on the inside. If his childhood therapist could only hear him now, practically parroting her… He reached out, delicately taking Homelander’s hands in his own. “I won't ever force you to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, okay? But, please. Talk to me.”

“What the fuck do you want from me, huh?! W-what, do you want me to sit here and tell you I’m not good enough? That- that this fucking suit is all that makes me look right? Makes me look like I should?!”

There it was. The bursting of the dam.

Homelander bit his lip, the point of his tooth just barely puncturing his skin despite the force. If he were a normal man, he’d have torn clean through it. He shook his head aggressively. John didn’t know why he threw the blame of the situation onto Y/n just then. Pride, perhaps.

No, it was definitely his pride.

A part of him softened when he saw the way Y/n just continued watching him, seemingly unaffected by his outburst. The truth burned in the back of his throat as the kind eyes before him pulled it free.

“You… No one’s ever…” John lost the words somewhere inside, trapped by his own refusal to admit he’s inadequate. Gods aren’t meant to be substandard, but he certainly was. Homelander looked down at himself once more. “My body isn’t- it’s not fucking good enough!”

Y/n remained silent, only raising an eyebrow to encourage John to elaborate.

“I’m supposed to be- I should be shredded! Strongest man in the world, and I’m like a fucking twig. How do you explain that?” He was rambling, the words spilling out faster than he could consider them. “I can’t even get bigger, I’ve tried- fuck I’ve tried! A-all these actors, these other supes, they roll up to set looking better than me in every fucking way, and all I can do is run around in fake fucking rubber muscles to match them!”

So that was it, Y/n thought to himself. Today’s shoot must have been hard… Y/n watched John carefully, still holding tight to his hands, hoping that the contact would provide him with an anchor, something steadying and grounding.

“I took it off once, for Madelyn- years ago… I’ll never forget the way she fucking laughed at me.” His words were bitter and angry, but the way he was only looking down at himself let Y/n know that all of those feelings were directed at himself. He felt, truly, that he was the root of the problem. “You’re the only one who’s ever-”

He was cut off by Y/n pressing a gentle kiss to his knuckles.

“Do you remember our first time together?” Y/n asked.

“Of course I-" John scoffed, "What the fuck does that have to do with anything?”

“Do you remember what I told you?”

“I-” he sputtered.

“I think you are so, so beautiful,” Y/n murmured, looking directly into John’s eyes, “and you don’t need to have the body of some Greek god to be that way. I promise. You’re perfect the way you are, and I’ll tell you every day if I have to.”

If Homelander only knew just how deeply Y/n understood his plight. Sure, it was from a wildly different situation, but John’s body image issues reminded the web-head an awful lot of his own past sufferings with intense dysphoria. Wearing a binder, sacrificing his physical comfort for the sake of security and peace in his self image. How every reminder of what was hidden beneath would twist like a knife in his heart, sending his mind to war with his physical vessel almost immediately. He wondered if that was similar to how John felt. A disconnect made so much worse when the bandaid was torn away to reveal the wound underneath.

For Y/n, there was, thankfully, an escape from his pain. For John, it seemed the opposite. And for that reason, Y/n bore a unique empathy for his situation.

“I’m more than happy to show you,” Y/n squeezed his hands. “If you want me to.”

Homelander analyzed Y/n down to his blood pressure. Not a single fucking sign of a lie. Not a stutter of deceit in his heart. His little spider meant every word. John’s eyes stung, and he looked away for a moment. He believed Y/n, but he wanted the web-head to prove that he meant every word.

“I… Show me.” John’s voice came out in a whisper as he pulled Y/n forward to straddle him, capturing his little spider in a desperate, breathy kiss. “Show me,” he repeated.

“May I?” Y/n traced his hand down the back zipper of Homelander’s suit.

John nodded.

“Shut your eyes for me…” Y/n’s words came as a murmur, sweet and gentle against the shell of Homelander’s ear.

John obeyed. In no time, the top of his suit was removed, and Y/n’s hands were running over the expanse of his chest, one resting just above his heart while the other trailed up to his face, a fingertip nudging at his lips. He parted his mouth, allowing the intrusion with a soft moan, instantly sucking gently on the digit.

Y/n remained still in his lap, opting to let John continue fixating on the thumb in his mouth. He’d realized Homelander had an oral fixation of sorts during their first time, and he was certainly going to indulge him. Not that it was a problem for Y/n. Feeling John’s tongue lave over his finger was certainly a delight.

“You’re so fucking pretty like this,” Y/n stated firmly, slipping his thumb into Homelander’s mouth just a tad further. A groan reverberated around his digit, and he withdrew it slightly only to push it back in again, repeating the motion a few times before replacing his thumb with his pointer and middle fingers to mimic the same pattern, coaxing more gentle noises from John. “Do you like that?”

Homelander nodded, his eyes half-lidded as he ran his tongue between Y/n’s fingers. His cock twitched when Y/n pushed his fingers in further, almost reaching the back of his tongue.

“Good boy.”

At those words, Homelander whined pitifully, swallowing around Y/n’s fingers and moving forward, engulfing them just past the base of the knuckles, gagging just slightly.

Oh my god… This fucking guy. Y/n thought to himself, gulping thickly at the sight. He used the fingers in John’s mouth to tilt his head back, exposing his neck to lick a stripe over his pulse point. Y/n blew cold air over the trail, feeling John moan against him, and he began to nip at the skin, biting with more force than he’d ever used before.

Homelander’s hands moved on their own at the sensation, grabbing at Y/n’s waist to steady himself. His little spider was so close, just teetering on the edge of a bite strong enough to do more than simply tickle. His cock was painfully hard at this point. The digits in his mouth withdrew slowly, and Homelander whined in disappointment, trailing the strands of saliva that followed the web-head’s fingertips. He watched Y/n move away from him, off to the side.

“Lay back for me.”

John obeyed immediately, shimmying down the bed to position himself as Y/n said.

“Look at you…” Y/n began, his hands running up John’s sides in a ghostly light touch, making the most powerful man in the world shiver. “I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. You look like the fucking sun.”

John’s lust glazed eyes softened, and he watched Y/n’s gaze run up and down his form.

“You’re absolutely ethereal,” Y/n ran his fingers down Homelander’s stomach, following the trail of hair leading to his groin. He hooked a finger under the waistband of John’s pants, looking up at him expectantly. “Wouldn’t you agree?”

Homelander nodded fervently, panting in anticipation.

“C’mon, John. I wanna hear you say it. You’re beautiful.”

“I’m beautiful,” Homelander mimicked, his voice breathy and deep. The finger under his waistband delved a little further. “I’m beautiful,” he repeated, seeking the same result.

“Yes, you are,” Y/n agreed, withdrawing his finger from the band of John’s pants, moving to straddle him instead. He got to work immediately, pinning Homelander’s hands above his beautiful blonde head and leaning down to tongue at a nipple.

Just like last time, John keened, arching into the feeling for more.

Y/n secured Homelander’s wrists together with one hand- regardless of the fact his hold could easily be broken- and went to work with his alternate, thumbing and pinching at John’s other nipple, alternating between teasing the rosy bud and taking handfuls of his pectoral.

Y/n hummed, grinning against John’s heaving chest. “I could play with you like this all day, y’know.”

Homelander clenched his fists, but didn’t fight Y/n’s hold on him.

“I look at you all the time and think about just putting my mouth on you. Anywhere, really. Your chest,” he ran his tongue flat over John’s nipple once more, “your neck,” he trailed up to leave another bite, “but I’ll tell ya…”

John’s eyes were beginning to glow a dim crimson.

“Back before we first fucked, I’d get off all the time to the thought of tasting you.” Y/n grinned down at him, staring straight into his heated eyes. “I’d always think about what it’d be like to suck you off,”

John raised his hips, seeking out friction.

“To have you gag me until I was a fucking mess. Sometimes, though…” Y/n trailed off, smiling deviously at the way John’s lips parted in anticipation. “Sometimes, I’d think about what it’d be like to eat you out…”

Homelander whimpered loudly.

“And you know why I’d always be thinking about this?” Y/n rolled his hips, grinding down on John’s throbbing cock. “Because you’re just so fucking gorgeous that you tease me by just existing. That night I rubbed your back and saw you got hard from it? Took everything I had not to tear your fucking pants off, John.” Y/n leaned down to bring him into a sloppy, heated kiss. The web-head could feel the warmth radiating from under John's eyelids.

“Would you like me to tongue fuck you?”

“Yes!” John cried out, throwing his head back against the bed, “please, fuck! Please!”

Y/n began unzipping Homelander’s pants immediately, practically ripping them off along with his red briefs.

Y/n watched intently as John grasped himself, thumbing at the tip of his cock to spread his precum, gripping his shaft to pump it, holding eye contact with him the entire time.

“Don’t cum yet.”

John winced at the command, releasing himself. He was so close.

“Good boy,” Y/n praised, watching Homelander’s cock twitch in response. He’d found out about John’s praise kink in the oddest way. A simple ‘atta boy’ one night had made him turn red and softened his demeanor almost instantly. He was sure John would jump his bones when he came out of it, but Y/n ended up chasing down sirens shortly after- much to his own dismay.

“Roll over for me. Ass up.”

John complied, burying his face in the bed as he put himself on display for Y/n.

“Oh my fucking god,” Y/n breathed, biting his lip in excitement. This was every fucking fantasy he’d ever had about Homelander come to fruition.

“Am I?” John asked cheekily, breaking from his needy haze for a split second.

Y/n grasped both of Homelander’s ass cheeks, kneading them softly. “You are. You have no idea how many times I've imagined this.” Before Homelander could respond, Y/n was already burying his face in his ass, tonguing gently at his hole.

John whined, the pitch of it endearing and cute as Y/n pushed his tongue against the tight muscle of his hole. He reached back, his hands overlapping Y/n’s to help hold himself open, rocking back into the wet intrusion. He’d never admit to it, but getting rimmed had long been a fantasy of his. Having someone work him open, maybe even with a finger or two, and tongue fuck him until he was a wet, whining, pitiful mess. Giving up his power, trusting the other person enough to take it without abusing it. That was the real fantasy, and Homelander never thought it would happen- until now. He'd found that person he could trust. John was grinning broadly with delight, letting Y/n coax all sorts of noises from him.

“Y/n,” John gasped at the feeling of that wonderful, wonderful tongue finally slipping in fully. “F-finger…” his voice was shaky, needy. Desperate. He was so desperate.

Homelander felt the digit circle around his hole for a moment, teasing him sweetly before sinking in slowly. He pushed back immediately, wanting it deeper.

Y/n stared at the god of supes in amazement, watching Homelander fuck himself on his finger. “You like that, huh?” Y/n teased, crooking his finger to rub against John’s prostate, grinning deviously at the way he nearly shouted out in response. “You like fucking yourself on me?”

John nodded his head against the sheets, gritting his teeth.

“Say it,”

“I li- ah, I like f-fucking myself on y-you,” he babbled, still rocking back to seek more.

“Tell me what you want,” Y/n ordered. He had no idea what possessed him to become so fucking demanding with John. He felt almost feral, and all of Homelander’s needy noises only exacerbated the feeling.

“A-another,” he gasped, “please- more, please.”

Y/n added his middle finger, thrusting deeper into him. He fingerfucked John for a few minutes more, the whines and moans sending sparks of arousal down to his core, his slick leaking out all over his underwear. God, he wanted to flip Homelander over and just ride him relentlessly, to bounce all over his cock until John spilled into him.

A part of his mind begged to differ. There was something far more fun that he could try.

“John, honey,” Y/n cooed, pressing against Homelander’s sweet spot. “You know… I could fill you up even more. If you want.”

Homelander lifted his head and looked back with hot eyes. Below him, the sheets were scorched from the heat of them. “D-do it.” His tone was so needy- so shaky, he could hardly recognize it.

Y/n withdrew his fingers and reached over into his nightstand, fumbling around for a minute before producing a dildo. “Just a second…” Y/n stepped away for a minute, fumbling around in his closet, producing a pair of pack-and-play underwear he never got around to unboxing. He stripped down, putting the garment on in place of his boxer briefs, and slotted the dildo into place. It fit awkwardly, but it’d certainly do the job.

John had rolled over, watching with excitement at what was coming. He licked his lips, imagining what it'd be like to swallow more than just Y/n’s fingers.

“C-can I,” he began, his tongue darting out to his lips once more.

“Hm?” Y/n looked at him expectantly.

“I wanna…” Homelander paused for a minute, testing the words in his mouth, “suck… on you.”

The web-head grinned almost instantly, leaping across the room to kneel on the bed before Homelander. “Help yourself,” he encouraged as he gently took Homelander by the back of the neck, bringing his head close to the silicone cock. He watched John suck at the tip, focusing on it for a long minute before taking the shaft further and further into his mouth, stopping when it got to be too much. “Y’know,” Y/n spoke as he ran his hands through Homelander’s hair, “I used to fuck myself with this thing nearly every night because of you.”

John moaned around him loudly at the confession, and Y/n began to rock his hips in response.

“I bet with those super senses of yours, you can still taste me on it.”

Homelander grasped Y/n’s hips and yanked him forward, pushing the web-head’s cock further down his throat, gagging as it hit the back. He pulled away, strings of saliva trailing from his lips as he looked up at Y/n.

“I would fucking pound myself with it, imagining it was you,” Y/n gripped John by the jaw firmly, yet sweetly. “Could never compare to the real thing though. You were so fucking gorgeous losing control when you fucked me. Couldn’t stop yourself, could you?” He slid back into Homelander’s mouth before he could reply.

“And now, I’m gonna fuck you with it. Really coming full circle, y’know?” Y/n let John continue sucking at his cock, watching the spit drip from his chin as he lost himself in the act. He waited until Homelander had satiated his fixation before nudging him back to lay down on the bed. “Look at you…”

John’s eyes were half lidded, and, if not for the white hot glow of his pupils, they’d be utterly clouded with lust. Drool trailed from his parted lips, and his chest heaved with panted breaths. Homelander’s cock sat heavy and miserably hard against his lower belly, twitching upward on occasion, trailing a string of precum when it did.

Y/n ran his finger down the length of John’s cock, trailing down over his balls and perineum to sink back into his ass. He scissored his fingers gently and reached back into his nightstand drawer to produce a bottle of lube.

“Is this still what you want?”

“Fuck me," Homelander gasped as cold fingers slicked his hole. "I need you to fuck me."

Y/n slid the tip in first, watching John gasp and grab at the blankets, instinctively spreading his legs wider to accommodate the intrusion. The web-head stilled, letting Homelander adjust for a moment before inching in further, eliciting a deep groan with every movement until he was completely buried in John’s ass. He leaned down to capture John's lips with his own, swallowing up every little sound that escaped from his lover. Y/n poured every once of love he had into the act. He prayed that Homelander could feel it.

Homelander wouldn’t last very long, and Y/n knew it. But it wasn’t about that. His longevity had nothing to do with this. This was about making him feel good, making him feel loved, appreciated, wanted, adored. And so, with every thrust, Y/n was stroking John’s cock, praising him, cooing sweet nothings into the air as the man below him fell apart.

When Homelander came, his eyes widened and a beam of heat escaped from them, scorching a blackened streak across the ceiling. His cries were like music to Y/n’s ears as he babbled through each burst of pleasure coursing through his body.

Y/n stilled inside of John, watching him catch his breath. The web-head danced his fingers through the ribbons of cum coating Homelander’s abdomen, bringing them up to parted lips now mindlessly whispering appreciations.

Homelander moaned around Y/n’s fingers, tasting himself. His mind had gone blank and his eyelids felt heavy despite the weightless feeling of the rest of his body. Gentle kisses were pressed to his face, but he could barely register them. Words were dancing around him, but he could barely hear them. Time itself seemed to have stilled until the world slowly faded back into his senses.

Clouded eyes opened to stare up at Y/n, who had been watching with the sweetest look on his face.

“How do you feel?” Y/n asked, gently pulling his fingers from John’s mouth.

“S’good…” he slurred, still riding the haze.

Y/n traced the curve of John’s cheekbone, slowly withdrawing from his hole and stripping the makeshift strap-on off.

Homelander winced weakly at the sudden emptiness, but his complaint ceased when he felt Y/n snuggle into him, entwining their legs together.

“Get some sleep,” Y/n whispered. “You deserve to rest.”

He tried to refuse, tried to tell Y/n that they weren’t done yet until he’d taken care of him in return. Instead, he was cut off by the tender press of Y/n's lips to his own.

“Worry about me later. This was for you. As long as you feel good, I feel good.”

Homelander wanted to argue back, but his eyelids grew heavier and heavier with every passing second until he faded away sweetly into dreams almost as beautiful as he felt.

#homelander x reader #homelander smut #homelander #cackles maniacally #this is nothing but self indulgent fic writing honestly but fuck it #sehtoast writing

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blbambeyond-nonblblog-hyd-mg-bof · 1 year ago

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Hana Yori Dango-Boys Over Flowers & Meteor Garden

2nd Male Lead

Admittedly this is one of my favorite stories. Yes, it's toxic af but I love every version listed here and every interpretation of the 2nd Male Lead. As I already did a post on the ML (Male Lead) & FL (Female Lead) Let's Meet all versions of the man that turned the head of the female lead before the Male Lead stole her heart. With out further ado the 2nd Male Lead

Number 1: Meet the very first live 2nd Male Lead Hanawaza Rui. The year was 1995. The country was Japan where the story originated. And it was a movie version. Unknown and not very popular I still respect it. Hanawaza Rui was played by NAOHITO FUJIKI

Number 2: Meet the very first series version 2nd Male Lead Hauze Lei. The year was 2001. The country was Taiwan. A name change to METEOR GARDEN. A very success series with 19 episodes and a sequel. Hauze Lei was played by VIC ZHOU.

Number 3: Meet the 1st Series Version from Japan. The Year was 2005. Hana Yori Dango (now called by its loose translation BOYS OVER FLOWERS) followed by Hana Yori Dango Returns and a movie finale. The 2nd Male Lead was back to Hanazawa Rui and he was played by OGURI SHUN

Number 4: Meet South Korea's version of the 2nd Male Lead. And he was a prettyboy. Absolutely gorgeous like the rest. Korea named it's version Yoon Ji Hoo. He came closer to the anime with his hair color. Giving the 2nd Male his own spin and it was successful as the others. Yoon Ji Hoo was played by KIM HYUN JOONG

Number 5: The year was 2018 and China remade Meteor Garden so our 2nd Male Lead went back to Hauze Lei. A remake of Taiwan's version. Again with the hair color choice he highly resembled the anime 2nd Male Lead like the Japan Series and South Korea. This gorgeous version of Hauze Lei was played by DARREN CHEN

Now everyone of these gorgeous guys played the 2nd Male Lead with charisma and charm. All brought their own version brilliantly. Choosing a favorite is virtually impossible because I love them all. Although the 1995 movie version is less known even he was good to me. Even though that version was more satire. I respect his portrayal.

To be honest I did not watch these in order, my interest in Asian entertainment came late as I am from the United States of America. But I've always strayed away from American TV not rejecting it but adding to it. My first introduction to this story was the South Korean one. I adored Lee Min-Ho and his F4 so I then watched his series THE INHERITORS on Netflix (HEIRS) but I later learned there were more versions of Boys Over Flowers so I watched Meteor Garden 2018. I loved Dylan Wang and Shancai and their version but it didn't take away from adoring Lee Min-Ho and the South Korean version. The I watched Hana Yori Dango (the anime) then I watched the 2005 version with Jun Matsumoto. Different from Lee Min-Ho and Dylan Wang but still excellent. One wasn't better than the other. They all shined in their individual interpretation. Then I finally saw Jerry Yan as Daoming Si. And yes Different than the others but just as powerful. I found my favorite in all of them. You gotta understand these were done in different times and eras. And in their time they each ruled as F4 and the poor girl that came and changed their lives. And they changed her. Later I did see the 1995 movie version and thought it was so far fetched but again it was a different time, so I loved it for being the 1st. It set the tone. Each adaptation brought something new. Stepping it up not being better but being exceptional as well in its time.

So, I can't choose a favorite. I LOVE ALL OF THESE ADAPTATIONS.

Hats off to all the Hanazawa Rui, Hauze Lei and Yoon Ji Hoo.

@pose4photoml

#HANA YORI DANGO #BOYS OVER FLOWERS #METEOR GARDEN #MEET THE 2ND MALE LEAD #My GIFS #MY WATCHLIST #ONE OF MY FIRST ASIAN DRAMAS #MYGIFSET #MyGIFedit #COMBO GIFS #LOVE THEM ALL

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verdantglow · 7 months ago

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Okay so @plumadot’s posting about her D&D Traffic AU has made me remember how much I love my Dungeons & Traffic AU & I Must Talk About It Now.

Basically all the characters are in a modern setting, playing a rotating cast D&D game DMed by The Watchers. (I never really decided how that works. Plan was for everything in out of game space be completely mundane except for the floating purple eye behind the DM screen lol.)

But yeah! So I picked classes & heritages that the characters would pick themselves based on play styles & preferences. &, uh, here they are!

Bdubs: Firbolg, Light Domain Cleric of Helios

Of course he’s a light cleric. Of course his god is literally the god of the Sun. This man does not fuck with the night & darkness At All. (Also he wanted to be tall lol.)

BigB: (???), (???)

Okay, gonna be honest, BigB is the last one I need to make decisions for ‘cause I feel I have too many knowledge gaps about him to figure this out. Was thinking Paladin maybe??? But I will totes take input, please help me here. Only restrictions: I’d prefer if he doesn’t double up on heritage or subclass with anyone.

Cleo: Reborn, Circle of Wildfire Druid

Cleo’s gotta be a zombie, so Reborn is perfect. & who can deny Cleo the opportunity to have a skill set based entirely around setting shit on fire?

Etho: Shadar-Kai, Way of the Shadow Monk

He’s a ninja lol. Also in this AU I was thinking he & Gem would be siblings, so having him play an emotionally flat dark elf played nicely with what Gem goes with. Which…

Gem: Eladrin, Eldritch Knight Fighter

Gem had to be a fighter, that girl is a fighter through & through, but she’s definitely not playing a boring character. Eldritch Knight adds some magical flavour that goes well with her being an Eladrin. & she had to be an elf of some kind; I think she’d like the versatility & expressiveness of Eladrin.

Grian: Changeling, Pact of the Tome Warlock of the Archfey

Okay, I know this is probs controversial but hear me out. 1) Grian being a Warlock I think is just very in character. 2) Pact of the Tome lets him cast catrips from other classes & you unknowingly he’d get a kick outta that mechanic. 3) His patron is a homebrewed version of The Traveler, half way between 5e canon & Critical Role canon. Trickster vibes are real. 4) This dude has had so many skins. Changeling energy. (Also I just love changelings & Grian made the most sense to me.)

Impulse: Hill Dwarf, Forge Domain Cleric of Tharmekhûl

Another controversial one, but I’m not a fan of demon/tiefling/horned Impulse. & he legit has been a dwarf before. Hill dwarf because they get a Wisdom buff & that makes sense for Impulse. Cleric of Tharmekhûl because forge/light vibes & also he’s the god of smiths & that feels… like something Impulse would choose. (Impulse’s character is also min-max’d to hell. This man is going to win at D&D.)

Jimmy: Human, Oath of Glory Paladin of Tyr

Jimmy got overwhelmed by all the heritages & just went human for simplicity. He takes regular human rather than variant because he doesn’t want to learn all the feats & getting +1 to all stats is pretty good, right? Oath of Glory Paladin of Tyr because he really, really plays into being Lawful Good, & being The Law of the party.

Joel: Half-orc, Path of the Berserker Barbarian

Half-orc for being the closest I could get to an ogre. Path of the Berserker because he’s all about The Rage.

Lizzie: High Elf, School of Enchantment Wizard

Idk Lizzie just has big Wizard vibes to me, but like. Not the best wizard. Like she’s powerful, but rolls shit. She couldn’t get anyone to sleep in the Secret Life campaign because her DC is kinda low & everyone kept making their saves. (Except Joel. He failed his save on purpose. <3) High Elf for Queen Lizzie.

Martyn: Tiefling, Swashbuckler Fighter

Another natural fighter choice imo, but Swashbuckler for The Performance. Tiefling because he’s a bit impish & also so he can have Thaumaturgy to constantly scare everyone with monster/mob noises.

Mumbo: Rock Gnome, School of Evocation Wizard

I need to Mumbo to be a glass canon. School of Evocation Wizard does that so well. He can blow shit up so good, but he takes one hit & he’s out. Rock gnome because he just wanted to be a little guy & so he can be a Tinker.

Pearl: Wood Elf, Beastmaster Ranger

Beastmaster Ranger so she can have Tilly as an animal companion. Also more combat than magic focused, ‘cause that feels right? Elf because that’s her vibe, wood elf because it made sense for her build.

Ren: Werewolf Shifter (Doglike), Bannerette Fighter

Ren really wanted to be a fighter, but he put all his points in charisma RIP. So yeah, he’s the fighter class that does the least actual fighting lol. Doglike werewolf because of course.

Scar: Half-elf, Wild Magic Sorcerer/School of Eloquence Bard multiclass

His first few levels were in sorcerer, to reflect his absolutely bonkers all or nothing luck. School of Eloquence because he’s the type to talk his way out of most any situation he can. Also: Scar is 100% a charisma caster. (He still uses a longbow, don’t worry; he gets proficiency with it from being a half-elf.)

Scott: Fairy, Lunar Sorceror

I have changed my mind the most about Scott. Landed on Fairy, because the Vibes. Sorcerer because I felt he’d have innate magic, Lunar because it gives him access to a wide variety of spells that make sense for him. (Like Shield. He uses Shield all the time. Can’t hit this man, no sir.)

Skizz: Protector Aassimar, Path of the Ancestral Guardians Barbarian

He attac, he protec. & most importantly, he place high value on bonds between folks. So giving him Ancestral Guardians just… yeah.

Tango: Fire Genasi, Battlesmith Artificer

I don’t think I need to explain this much. His Steel Defender is an Iron Golem.

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Please Please Me (1963)

Part 1 in the CutCat Reviews Beatles Albums series, and what better place to start than the beginning?

Dang... they were sure Baby Bugs back then!

I ain't yet listened to every song on this here album, so this'll be interesting and strangely new, haha (Though I should disclaim that I'll be listening to the highest quality versions I can find on YT, so some will be innately more advantaged than others)

SIDE ONE

I Saw Her Standing There: One, Two, Three, FAUWH!! While part'a me raises eyebrows at "Well she was just 17, and you know what I mean" part (which is also somewhat mitigated by their own youth at the time! lol), the rest is such a fun, high energy bit of Rock n Roll that I enjoy this quite a bit, and it makes a great energetic opening to the album to boot!

Misery: A sad song set to jaunty music, if I didn't understand English I'd prolly miss that detail XD - Though I defo prefer said upbeat instrumentations to the otherwise kind of stock breakup song

Anna (Go To Him): Ahh, our first cover! Not keen on their harmonies here, something sounds Off. The song itself is fine, but as they didn't write it I won't be going into much about the words :P

Chains: Harmonica! Another cover so I'm gonna skip the lyrics, but the instruments and harmonies are on good display here~ I'm sorry to say I didn't notice it was George on vocals until I checked though, sorry! ^^;;

Boys: Ringo's turn with a cover!! He puts a lotta energy into this, and I like that they didn't change it to Girls or something instead lmao - His range works well for this, there's great guitar and Paul screaming in the background too, but the lyrics themselves don't stick in my mind much, it seems to be mostly "Talk about Boys, [Yeah Yeah Boys]"

Ask Me Why: We leave the sea of Covers for this side, for a lot of stringing out single words lmao, it kinda feels like an inverse of Misery, being much lower key but being Glad, though again the lyrics ain't really making a strong impression on my memory so when I get to the next side I doubt I'll be able to recall it well

Please Please Me: NOW WE'RE TALKING, BAYBEE! The words may be cheeky and arguably shallow, but it's got such energy and rhythm that I really do feel motivated to stand and move in response! The instruments all do a strong job here, and I think I actually first heard this as an instrumental and knew I needed to check it out more lmao. I can't think why Love Me Do got the #1 and this didn't, man!!

SIDE TWO

Love Me Do: I do not care for this song! Objectively it has a lovely bass, nice steady drums and impressive harmonica. But URGHHHH I cannot stick the vocals saying such inane, repetitive words! I feel like this is the only Beatles song that Beatle Haters hear, and form their entire opinion on. I can't fathom how it reached a #1 slot, other than it having been an exceedingly slow period for Tunes, or maybe the mouth organ really WAS that novel?! But when playing the Number Ones CD I always, always skip it, and even the newest version with the Now and Then release fails to win me over. And Ringo ain't even the drummer here!!

P.S. I Love You: Really benefits from following LMD, lmaoooo. It's a nice little tune with some instrument I can't identify (castanets?). I feel like From Me To You kinda does the long distance thing better, but there's a nice rhythm and harmonies that make this pleasing. It's also not Ringo drumming, again - no offence to Andy White, but y'ain't one'a the Lads! :T

Baby It's You: We're back in the Cover Realm. This song is nice. When I first heard the "Cheat" I thought they were saying "Shit" though, which I think woulda made it better XD ...15 mins after listening to it I have no memory of how it sounds :v

Do You Want To Know A Secret: In original and George territory! Gotta say the "secret" was extremely predictable :P The music is perfectly nice, but it doesn't strike me as Beatles Standard, ya know? That applies to a fair few on this album, not just this, but it's now that I really Am Thinking it ^^;;;

A Taste Of Honey: Cover! Less to say! They do good! When I listen to it my brain tries turning it more into a meme song, like it goes "A taste of Honey! Tasty!!", so idk what that says about the song itself but it's not the most glowing of reviews lmao

There's A Place: Ahh, the last Original on this album~ Sounds oddly modern in the sense of maladaptive daydreaming...! They really WERE ahead of the time (or having a Mind Palace is old as Hunter Gatherers maybe, both work lol). It's another inoffensive but hard to really talk about number, musically.

Twist And Shout: I've been pretty Cool to all the covers here, but this is quite the exception, and OOOOH IT'S SO RAAAAW (Infamously so, we all know John had to save this one for last as it shredded his vocal chords somewhat!). Another one that actually makes me Move, which is impressive, and it closes the Album on a very strong note~

CONCLUSION

Best 3: I Saw Her Standing There, Please Please Me, Twist And Shout

Blurst 3: Love Me Do, Anna (Go To Him), Baby It's You. [To be honest I kinda wanna put LMD here three times instead, but myeah]

Overall Quality?: It's Decent! In the context of it being their debut album, it's more impressive, but knowing how much the songwriting and music would develop does rather cast this in a long shadow. My 3 faves here are also the only ones* that got Red Album remasterings by the looks of it, and I sure see why they were chosen over the rest (*Though Love Me Do's omnipresence baffles me!)

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Neeext Time on my Bug Music reviews, we shall be With The Beatles ;3c

#The Beatles #Please Please Me #and some other songs of variable quality #CutCat listens to Bug Music #Music Review #[ as written by someone with a shaky understanding of Music. But I do ENJOY it!! When it's good ;) ]#Sorry if anyone is a Love Me Do enjoyer but the first harmonica notes have turned into a Rage Button for me lmao

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All of them!? Hooboy! I'm gonna use this post to gush about 'em all.

A halfling swashbuckler rogue who goes by Quinfire Seacloak. Her real name is Quinifred and she's a triplet. She was engaged to a human man but while working for smugglers, things went bad and he ended up dead. She was left barely alive and filled with a need for revenge.

An eladrin alchemist artificer named Ashyanna Potim. She was left behind when all her people were teleported away to safety, because she was off exploring an old ruin she was told not to. She's the youngest of 12 siblings.

A tiefling draconic bloodline sorcerer named Makaria. No last name because she didn't need one. Basically, raised in solitude like Rapunzel from Tangled, except Mother Gothel is her actual mom and loves her. But when he mom unexpectedly died, she left the safety of her isolation to find someone to resurrect her.

College of Eloquece Bard/Shadow Magic Sorcerer, Isolde, who started the campaign as a skeleton in disguise (DM and I homebrewed a whole system and it was great!). She started in an all bards party. She was a leftover servant from a war fought thousands of years set before the start of the campaign, slowly gaining sentience. She has a pet mimic named Chompy that she rescued when it was a baby. (He made a nest in her ribcage, and she was able to simulate eating/drinking with his help.) Eventually a modified version of the Resurrection spell turned her into what she was before she died, which was a surprise to me. I let the DM decide my race, and she was Yuan-ti Pureblood and on the wrong side of the war a millennia ago! With the return of her living body, memories of her past life came back, too, and she has to grapple with who she used to be verses who she'd become. It's a blast!

Beatrice Warmhearth, a human inquisitive rogue, who is also secretly a princess and a runway bride. Kinda. She successfully got married (arranged marriage) and at the reception after the wedding, she slipped away. Vanished into the night and across the border to the country she was originally from. She has her wedding dress and wedding ring in a handy haversack but her dress is so big and ridiculous that it takes up the entire main pocket of the haversack. It's been a fun roleplay moment because this secret hasn't been revealed and when the party asks to store something I have to explain, no, it' full, i can't.

Sestria, a Vedalken Order of the Lycan Blood Hunter. She's a TANK and hates everyone and everything. (that's a lie. she's a giant softy)

(Currently playing) Cassandra (Cass) and Anesidora (Dora). Human twins Wizards. Cass is school of divination, Dora was school of conjuration but has since made a pact with a patron called The Watcher and has changed class to Hexblade Warlock. Cass is blind but has Find Familiar that takes the place of a spider or owl that sits on her shoulder and she looks/hears through it at all times. When it dies/gets dispelled she's gotta rely on her friends a lot! Dora, who almost died 4 games IN A ROW had a lil crisis about dying and that's what sparked the change to warlock.

(Currently playing) Naomi Steelwind, a protector Aasimar, peace domain cleric/ranger (no subclass yet). She's got a grudge against Fiends due to her heritage. Raised to fight them. She's stubborn and a liar. Like, openly a liar. Doesn't try to hide the fact she's lying. She just won't tell the truth about certain things, like her heritage, her homeland, her job, etc. Still figuring her out.

And that's all! And I build for roleplay and hope other people min/max so this party is gonna be fucked in combat. Except maybe Sestria. But boy would it be fun to see.

all of your dnd characters are now adventuring together as a single group. what’s that party lookin like and how fucked are they

#dnd #dnd character #i have a couple backup characters that i never had to play so im not counting them

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beardedmrbean · 3 months ago

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[Huey Zoomer Anon]

Oh those four images I sent you in the dms was from a game called Concord and was a Sony first game…that only have like 660 players on steam….

But the modern audience ™️ statement, there a difference between adapting stuff for modern audiences ie most people are well aware to the corruption our government have. How life can be complex..theoretically because how people act like with black Americans history

Than pretending your group on college or the trendy part of your city represents all modern society

Also like the uglyfication of female characters, there a difference between making a female character who have a roughy life so not American top model

Vs giving female characters muscular men jaws for no goddamn reason

Also diversity, are we usually cultural exchange like how my Chimera Republic idea acknowledges the merging (it’s in the name) of multiple cultures in the new world (though I do minimize the separatism and social Darwinism virus we had irl America) merging

Or post mayflower, post INDUSTRIALIZATION, and post civil rights movements, globalization diversity?

Because say I who trying to finished reading the Hindu epic Ramayana so I can get better ideas of eastern storytelling

Then vs these retards that think Young Adult Novel storytelling is the high standard

Remember kiddies, pop culture is JUNK FOOD media, so while it can tackles complicated shit.

Please for a love of GOD, read classical shit

Also I watch a lot of YouTube tips on world building and such….one thing I notice especially with Millennials YouTubers is that while yes many went to college and got their degrees…they are unaware about their potential biases on literature

The Lovecraft bashing is prime example of that as how they often stop in their videos to condemn his racism

Yet I saw one chick saying that King Kong represents an enslaved African man who was force to America….im familiar with the Peter Jackson take (which my aunt own a copy of) and I always saw as a example of how humanity will force animals to leave their natural homes for our sick desires of entertainment

Also woke Gen x and millennials…do you know black Americans history like say George Carver?

Or our misery porn bastardization of so the government can teach us to have a victim complex and learned helplessness?

Maybe tomorrow it just been bothering me like…how sheltered was your upbringing? Did you guys talk to a working class black kid outside of school?

Just looks lazy to me, someone really bad at AI prompts

People continually forget this about the US, we're a melting pot even if we also aren't one at times too many different groups have managed to maintain their ethnic identities while also contributing to the grand identity that is the American.

Remember kiddies, pop culture is JUNK FOOD media, so while it can tackles complicated shit.

Pop culture is important, it helps us to capture a moment in time and things like your catchy pop tunes may not have any huge deep meaning but they do provide a good 3-3.5 min of happiness while they play.

There's a place for all of that, and sometimes with the pop culture stuff something actually big and deep will come out of it, but that's a thing that will come with time.

Classics are good and important, we will be making more of them too, so long as something occasionally sticks around long enough and is of sufficient quality to become a classic.

Gotta wonder if the team that made "Clueless" thought they were going to create the masterpiece that they did, I'm not going to call it timeless because it it 100% set to a specific time, but it's something people of all ages still enjoy.

Legally Blonde is in there too.n

You should use that animal line on the next person you see saying that kind of thing. 'so what you're saying is you think black people are primates'

Also woke Gen x and millennials…do you know black Americans history like say George Carver?

That's the guy that was married to Weezy on the Jefferson's right? (joke)

Or our misery porn bastardization of so the government can teach us to have a victim complex and learned helplessness? Maybe tomorrow it just been bothering me like…how sheltered was your upbringing? Did you guys talk to a working class black kid outside of school?

Giving up on meritocracy being a thing is what's gotten me the most annoyed, not gonna work for everyone but it will work for some.

and I look forward the rest tomorrow

#anonymous #zoomer huey anon

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Spacebar Arcade-Third Space Saturday

July 15, 2023 BEGINNING 2100 HOURS, ENDING July 16, 2023 0155 HOURS

THE TRACKS

Wire, Ahead (12" 45 RPM cut)

David Bowie, Let’s Dance (12" Long Version)

Olivia Newton John, Magic (7" 45 RPM)

Pointer Sisters, He’s So Shy (7" 45 RPM)

Human League, Love Action (LP cut, Spanish Pressing)

Michael Jackson, Rock With You (7" 45 RPM)

Naked Eyes, Promises Promises (7" 45 RPM)

Dry Cleaning, Scratchcard Lanyard (7" 45 RPM)

Dan Hartman, Instant Replay (12" 45 RPM long version)

Animotion, Obsession (7" 45 RPM)

Sylvester, You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real) (12" 45 RPM cut)

Pet Shop Boys, West End Girls (12" cut long version)

Siouxsie & The Banshees, Spellbound (12" 45 RPM cut)

Kate Bush, Sat In Your Lap (American EP version)

Winston Curtis, Be Thankful For What You’ve Got (Soul Jazz comp)

Nappy Roots, Awnaw (12" Long Version)

Soul II Soul, Keep On Movin’ (12" Nellies 7" Version)

ZZ Top , I Thank You (LP cut)

Toto, Hold The Line (LP cut)

Bee Gee’s, Jive Talking (7" 45 RPM)

Cars, Give Me Some Slack (LP cut)

Ting Tings, Shut Up And Let Me Go (LP cut)

PiL, Bad Life (12" 45 RPM cut)

Gap Band, You Dropped A Bomb On Me (LP cut)

Bobby Brown, My Perogative (7" 45 RPM)

Sade, Hang on To Your Love (7" 45 RPM)

Paul McCartney, Coming Up (7" 45 RPM)

Cheryl Lynn, Got to Be Real (7" 45 RPM)

Apollonia 6, Sex Shooter (12" 45 RPM cut)

SOHO, Hippychick (12" Long Version)

Bush Tetras, Too Many Creeps (7" 45 RPM)

Amii Stewart, Knock On Wood (12" Long Version)

Blondie, Rapture (12" 45 RPM cut)

Wreckz-n-Effect, Rump Shaker (12" Radio single version)

Rick James, Super Freak (12" Long Version)

TLC, No Scrubs (12" w/Left Eye rapVersion)

Positive K, I Gotta Man (12" Version)

Confidence Man, What I Like (LP cut)

Lakeside, Fantastic Voyage (LP cut)

Average White Band, Pick Up The Pieces (LP cut)

Crashers, Flight To Jamaica (Soul Jazz comp)

Afrika & The Zulu Rangers, Cars (Zulu Club Mix)

Heatwave, The Groove Line (7" 45 RPM)

Dazz Band, Let It Whip (7" 45 RPM)

Funkadelic, One Nation Under A Groove (7" 45 RPM)

Laid Back, White Horse (12" 45 RPM cut)

Cameo, Back & Forth (12" 7" Version)

Sylvester, Do Ya Wanna Funk (12" 45 RPM Long Version)

Jay Z, Hard Knock Life (LP cut)

Thundercat, Them Changes

Grace Ives, Loose (LP cut)

Mos Def, Ms Fat Booty (12" Version)

Max Romeo, Blood Of The Prophets (LP cut)

Booker T & The MG’s, Green Onions (7" 45 RPM)

Stanley Clarke, School Days (LP cut)

Toots & The Maytals, Monkey Man (LP cut)

Cate Le Bon, Moderation (LP cut)

Londonbeat, I’ve Been Thinking About You (12" 45 RPM cut)

Fatback, King Tim III (personality DJ) (Soul Jazz comp)

Sleaford Mods, U.K. Grim (LP cut)

Plague Vendor, Black Sap Scriptures (LP cut)

Dee Sharp, Rising To The Top (Soul Jazz comp)

Anadol, Gôrünmez Hava (LP cut)

Marshall Watson, Sweet Sounds (EP)

Everything But The Girl, Caution To The Wind (LP cut)

Tasting Notes

Everytime I spin I learn something. The first thing I learned tonight was show up earlier, and make sure the gear is in working order. Second thing I learned was that I need to learn about the board. Still, I made fewer technical errors than ever before, and some of the segues were quite good. But, the baseline is: did you do damage to the vibe?

The opening was fraught with technical miscues, bad volume control, but thanks to Julie, we got things ironed out, and the set proceeded apace. And, it was busy. The barstaff were running hard all night, and the Treasure Valley Roller Derby showed up post match in full force. Those people know how to get down.

Stayed close to the familiar in the early going, just trying to get my feet underneath me. Horror Grace and Nicky Mustard were there early, and left early to go eat. I didn't play anything earlier than 1974, and Mustard only listens to things made before 1967. So they made a wise move. They missed the Booker T record I played late.

Dj Dusty C and DJ Brose came by and said hi, and Miss Allanna Love took my drink orders. Which kind of took my breath away. Minerva occupied a place on the bar for a couple of hours as well, so there was a high celebrity count in the house.

I had intended to downshift between 1 and 2, and I kind of did, but Cyberjewel asked me to keep the tempo up, since the bar staff was flagging and tired after a brisk and lively night. As you know, I don't take requests. I'm limited in the number of records I can bring to the booth, and I kind of have a good idea what to do, but I really don't hate hearing what people want to hear. It gives me ideas, and helps me read the crowd. And, it may put in motion record aquisition strategies for subsequent sets.

In any case, I did use the last hour to experiment a little bit, play less familiar tracks, and new things that I have, just to see how they play on the system. That is a continual process. Some records, while enjoyable to listen to in other settings don't jump off the turntables, and cut through the noise. And, some things work better at other times in the set, depending on what you play before or after. For instance, the Nappy Roots track I played didn't work in the place I put it. And I didn't eq it right either. I have played it before, and it has worked. Last night it didn't. Oh well.

I got some new (to me) compilations, The Dollar Bill, Y'all collection of the first decade of rap records from Beat Goes Public, and the Life Between Islands compilation on Soul Jazz. Both are amazing. I played a couple tracks apiece from them, and will hit more as I get into it. I also got the Disco Reggae Rockers compilation in the mix. IGA turned me on to that, and I played Flight To Jamaica in his honor, even though he is thousands of miles away.

That Anadol record was a real reach for me. And it worked where I placed it. Plague Vendor is a weird SO CAL band that play short songs, the singer yelps, and they kick it. I like it, people are mystified. The new EBTG is killer. I played one of the two uptempo-ish tracks to good effect. And that Marshall Watson record is one of my favorites this year!

Next set is August 19th. Hope to have some fresh 7" records in the box. Maybe we see you there.

MSSBCK

#vinyl records.#music #djset #vinyl #barcade #saturday night fever

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Monday: 03-07-2023: Work, Work and Love.

My dad and sister has flown to Kolkata to purchase interior items for the new bungalow we are building. Dropped dad to the railway station as he went to New Delhi and from there both of them caught a flight. While coming back from the station I dropped by kritz apartment. She opened the door, half sleepy wearing shorts and a tank top hugging me at the door only, again almost sleeping in my arms. I melted like ice, literally. She is so damn cute. I dragged her to the bedroom, and we didn’t speak at all. I comfortably cuddled with her while she again went on to sleep like a baby. “Papa ko chordh aaye,” she says again sleepily. Hmmm I answer, she hugs me tight. I lightly kissed on her forehead and eyelids. After 20 mins I whispered in her ears, “I gotta go” she hugs me even tighter. In her cute sleepy satire, no. I somehow manage to leave, I really didn’t wanted to. She hastily pushed me to the door hugging me all the way, and kissing on my cheeks and forehead. We leave each other’s hands, I ask her lastly to lock the door carefully. Although she lives in a good area but still, always concerned. Drove back home, got fresh and checked my mails. There’s full on fire here, funding winter is still going on. Investors are very skeptical in investing in any project except AI. There are a couple of investors who are in loop but we need to work on traction and getting more sales we can lock in the deal. We are also hiring a full-stack developer for Dexa so drafted the hiring posts. Yes I do them all, HR for now I think is a waste of a position based on the scale of our company. I’m very selective about hiring and only want the best talent to work for us. I have made my fair share of hiring mistakes in the beginning and that’s how the game works. Startups are thrown around very easily but you literally have to work your ass off, make mistakes, learn, move fast and build your dreams no matter what. Even Elon Musk, 2nd richest man in the world was in trouble in 2008 as we all know. Where he is today? That’s how this game is played. I am also learning Next.js which is a react framework, on which Dexa is mainly built on the front-end side. Also polishing Solidity skills because being a founder I have to be thorough enough to solve any issue faced in the project by the designated team mate on the respective role. Post lunch it was all around working on a sales funnel and pricing model for Dexa. Then had a team call as we are enabling event managers to have a personalized dashboard to manage ticketing and attendees so we discussed on feature sets and how we will build it. Next was working on installing the SDK for enabling our users to transact using their credit cards and debit cards. Lots and lots of work on the plate. We have to now also refine the whole product and work on v1.1 and also a new logo. Video call with her for a while. Matter of fact what I am liking the most is that she is very supportive of me. And that’s one of the bare minimums a person can offer you in a relationship. We are dating, but I am kinda liking it. This is the attraction phase. We both are mature enough to process what’s happening and has planned to see for a long time. Maybe get married in 3 years or so if her parents are supportive. After that I spoke to didi and my dad, before they boarded the flight. Then I checked all my portfolio’s and clients portfolios while having tea. And now I am learning a few insights on pricing the product and refining the MVP. Played some nice romantic songs and JM. Taking a quick 10 min break to freshen up. Will have dinner and speak to kritz, dad and didi. Then work till like 12-1 am or so, or even maybe more as there’s a lot of things that need my attention and dedication at the moment.

#journal #monday #work #busyday #love #sweetmoments #life is beautiful

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niiicedave · 2 years ago

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SuperM 슈퍼엠 - “Jopping" (2019)

I don't even care 여긴 우릴 태울 stage Left to the right We gon' make it, make it bang Put your hands in the air Let me see you bounce To the left, to the right 시작되는 round

'Cause when we jumping and popping We jopping

Jopping Jopping Jopping

You know how we get down (jopping) How we get down (jopping) How we get down 'cause when we jumping and popping We jopping

Step on the floor (start a riot) Where the competition man, it's looking one-sided Up like a seven forty seven, we the flyest A lifestyle you should try it

So 시작해, make it last Front to back yeah, yeah (give me that, give me that, give me that) The roof's on fire, let it burn to an ash We gon' keep it jopping, tell the DJ bring it back, uh

날아봐 like a para-glide 나타나 in a pair of slides 떠나자 out to paradise 건배해 to a better life

Gotta move, watch the money monsoon Make the crowd go wild in a small room (yeah) Let me see you put it all on like a costume 어디까지 번져갈지 몰라

We love to move it, keep it going, don't stop It's in your nature 말해 girl what you want 춤을 춰봐 We go on and on Champagne life, that's all you want Don't stop letting it go 'cause we got that glow

You know how we get down (jopping) How we get down (jopping) How we get down 'cause when we jumping and popping We jopping

I don't even care 여긴 우릴 태울 stage Left to the right We gon' make it, make it bang Put your hands in the air Let me see you bounce To the left, to the right 시작되는 round

'Cause when we jumping and popping We jopping

Uh, you think ya big boi, throwing three stacks I'ma show you how to ball, you a mismatch Opinionated but I'm always spitting straight facts Throwback, I might throw this on an eight track

믿어봐 I'm a sight to see Exciting go and drop the beat We get it jopping the party, it don't stop 축제는 이제부터 시작이니까

이 곳이 파티인데 바삐 어딜 가 We'll keep it jumping and popping here all night Jump to the front if you want it Hands up 손을 위로 Don't stop letting it go Like you don't care

I don't even care 여긴 우릴 태울 stage Left to the right We gon' make it, make it bang Put your hands in the air Let me see you bounce To the left, to the right 시작되는 round

모두 hear that sound (hear that sound) 틀을 벗어난 하나된 신세계를 펼쳐 Play the music loud (music loud) 살아나 'cause tonight's gonna set you free, yeah yeah (yeah) I don't even care 여긴 우릴 태울 stage (we don't even care) Left to the right We gon' make it, make it bang Put your hands in the air Let me see you bounce To the left, to the right 시작되는 round

I don't even care 한껏 달아오른 stage Left to the right We gon' make it, make it bang Put your hands in the air Let me see you bounce To the left, to the right 시작되는 round

'Cause when we jumping and popping We jopping 'Cause when we jumping and popping We jopping

Songwriters: Adrian Mckinnon / Geoffrey Mccray / Greg Paul Stephen Bonnick / Hayden Chapman / Jeremy D Jasper / Marcus Scott / Min Ji Kim / Nasia Rakim Alnur Jones / Yoo Bin Hwang / Young Jin Yoo / Zachary Tyler Chicoine

Jopping lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc

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Mistborn Era 2 as Harmony’s DND campaign.

So Harmony’s gone on record saying his goal is to create an ideal environment for everyone to be allowed to make their own choices in order to maximize, well, Harmony. And to me that just sounds like Saze has this sandbox setting he’s running a homebrew campaign in and he works really hard to integrate people’s backstories into the plot and let said plot be driven by their decisions and all that. But it’s easier said than done.

See, the thing is he’s got this really important storyline happening in Elendel pretty soon and he needs Wax and Co. to go there, but Wax really likes hunting criminals in the Roughs, so he’s gotta get creative to avoid railroading too hard. And as much as he’d like to try to persuade him via the NPC wife he sent to watch his back during the lower-level gameplay when he was more fragile, he knows that’d be out of character for her and he doesn’t wanna sacrifice character for the sake of plot, so he’s like hmmmmmmm. Maaaaybe if the NPC wife got kidnapped by bloody tan or something and he got away he could have Wax chase him back to Elendel? Yeah, yeah that works, right?

And then the dreaded natural 1 strikes. And Sazed feels bad about that, but technically she’s not dead, Wax just has no way of knowing that, and hey, it seems like the event led Wax to Elendel anyway so he’s gonna just roll with it and act like this was always his intention. Yep. All part of the plan. And then maybe he can have her do a dramatic “surprise I’m not dead and also a shapeshifting immortal demigod” reveal later on! Yeah that’ll be sick.

So Harmony takes a few weeks to plan the next arc, communicating asynchronously with the other players to determine what their characters do in the meantime, setting the stage and all that. And then Miles’s player is like “Hey I think the way Miles is going he might end up going down a dark path, especially without Wax in the Roughs to keep him grounded. Got any ideas about how I can integrate that into the story?” And Harmony’s like “sure man you can be employed by this secret organization based in Elendel.” And because Miles is a player character and also Min-Maxed like crazy Harmony’s like “he’ll make a far more compelling antagonist for this arc than what I had planned, so Mr. Suit’ll just take a backseat for a bit I think.”

And Ranette’s player is like “I’m kind of bored of playing Ranette, can I make a new character?” And Harmony’s like “of course” and she’s like “okay her name is Marasi and she’s good at crime statistics and she can burn Cadmium.” And Sazed’s thinking about how much fun it is when a player comes up with a character concept that encourages roleplay and creative uses of limited magic, and he’s like “cool, I actually think I have a cool way I can organically introduce her to Wax and Wayne.”

And then the next arc’s first session comes and Wayne pulls all sorts of fun roleplay shenanigans, really flexing his high charisma score and the expertise he gets as a Rogue, which he of course applied to Sleight of Hand and Deception. Sazed knew it would be a great idea to give him the plot hook and have him pass it to Wax.

And then there’s a fun mystery and a PvP showdown and it’s cool as hell. But Miles’s player needs a new character now and he’s like “Hey can I play as a Kandra?” And Harmony’s like “hell yeah you can” and then we get MeLaan and it’s great. And just in time for Saze’s lightbulb on how to dramatically integrate Lessie still being alive into the plot of the next arc. Of course, the twist backfires because Wax’s player is mad about being railroaded into killing his wife a second time, and Sazed’s like “yeah sorry bro plot things happened and the story took on a life of its own. Wanna be magical Indiana Jones?”

And Wax’s like “…yeah.” And then they do that, and Wayne goes through character development and Wax romances Steris who has as of late been piloted by his irl girlfriend who put a lovely spin on the existing quirks of the character and now Steris is like, everyone’s favorite character at the table. Like Harmony’s trying to juggle a bunch of chaotic dumbasses but Steris shows up on time, takes careful notes, picks up on plot threads, she’s great. Like that incorrect quote:

Harmony: Alright, listen up you little shits (Not you Steris you’re an Angel and we’re all thrilled you’re here).

And Harmony’s trying his best, damn it! DMing is hard! Back when Ati was the DM he made it seem so easy because he’d been running DnD for longer than some of the players had been alive, but Sazed’s really new at this and no matter how much research he does beforehand and no matter how carefully he plans, there’s simply no substitute for experience.

#harmony #sazed #mistborn #cosmere #cosmemes #dungens and dragons #dnd #mistborn era 2 #shadows of self #alloy of law #the bands of mourning #steris harms #marasi colms #wax and wayne #waxillium ladrian

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magicpotatoobsession · 3 years ago

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GIVEN | 5 things I adore about Take-chan

There is no denying that I love my Given babies. But there is also no denying that I am godforsakenly

IN LOVE WITH TAKE-CHAN! 😍😍😍

Let's talk why Yatake Koji is literally husband, best man material, and the healthiest bean on the planet! As well as...actual evidence pointing towards how Take-chan potentially liked Haruki at some point! 😮

(anime/manga spoilers ahead!)

1. He is reliable as fuck

In the Given anime, Take-chan was hinted as the event organiser of the first-live as he asked the Seasons to play at the venue that Mafuyu worked at. So when Haruki was having a freak-out and asked Take if he could cover for them, he said,

This, my friends, is what we call, TAKING ACCOUNTABILITY.

Whenever there is a new band member, trust me when I say that it takes a while to adjust, even for professional musicians! Music is all about reading non-verbal cues and it's really hard to be in sync straight away with each another! Also, at this point in time in the story, we gotta remember Mafuyu had literally been learning music for like 3 months and probably only agreed to properly join the band for 2 out of the 3. Take-chan knew the risk of asking the Seasons (which we in the music industry would define as emerging artists) to play yet he still wanted to give them a platform to perform. WHAT A FREAKING CHAMP. And he delivered! He got the crowd going and gave them 2-3 extra songs so that Mafuyama could gather themselves! Bless that boi <3

In the Given Manga, it's not as clear that Take was related to the organisation of the event or even to Mafuyu's workplace, but he still said to Haruki,

"But if you need it, I'll cover your ass".

You seriously can't get more reliable than that.

2. He is an acts-of-service man

Take-chan should really bill Given for the shit does for them! Like this is lowkey a joke but not a joke 'cause dudeeeeee the amount of stuff that Take-chan did for Given for free is absolutely ridiculous! Let me just quickly run some numbers for you.

Staying up and editing a video from a live show?! Bruh, easily $800 - 1000 US minimum industry standard, even more if it's multi-angle with special effects and colour corrections etc. Video-editing is also his major, he's gotten his undergrad degree and if he's already working for a company, he would be charging industry standard.

Also he was performing in the live AND filming for the live?! My man, when do you catch a break?!

Next person who laughs should owe you at least 5000 yen, Take-chan! A professional photoshoot in a studio with lighting set-up and backdrop should at least be worth $1500 - $2000 US min. Oh my goodness, then Take-chan actually said

"Do they suck, do you not like them?"

My angel, you are a professional doing them SUCH A HUGE FAVOUR, Given should take you out to dinner 5 times over!

So that's a total of almost $3000 US worth of marketing promo material that he just did for FREE!

Ok ok ok I know that not everything is about money and that Kizu did mention that Take-chan "does make music videos for bands he's chummy with" in his character profile but I just wanted to point out that without Take-chan, Given wouldn't have the amazing video that got them the crazy amount of online votes which probably wouldn't have gotten them such great results in the first two rounds of CAC, and subsequently the opportunities and approaches from record labels.

Take-chan's support and reliability kickstarted Given popularity and will be crucial to the success of all their careers!

He was even the first one to follow Given's Twitter! I think this also shows that Take-chan's main love language is probably ACTS OF SERVICE, which is very cute! But he also practices all the other forms of love languages as well, my goodness Take-chan if you were real I would not hesitate and ask you out immediately. <3

3. Has his own opinions but doesn't internalise other people's problems

In one of the comedy panels at the end of Chapter 13, we find out that Take-chan's never been a fan of Akihiko but this little side story is really interesting.

I was chatting to @edragoon and @raine-kai way back in Sept 2021 about this panel and they said that the word that Take-chan used to describe Akihiko here is really interesting. It's not hate, it's also not dislike, as @edragoon puts it,

"that sort of feeling that you have for a person that you know isn't a bad person, but your vibes just don't check."

This is because from Take-chan's perspective, the way that Akihiko and Take-chan treated Haruki back then were completely different.

Take-chan was all ACTS OF SERVICE

Akihiko was all "TAKE TAKE TAKE from Haruki" (sorry I had to make that pun LOLL)

So of course our angel Take-chan was completely unimpressed with how Akihiko was taking advantage of Haruki, especially knowing that Haruki wasn't getting enough sleep already as it was!!! 😩

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Western vs. Japanese "Personal Dislike"

The three of us ended up discussing something that was quite fascinating that I think more people ought to know!

In Western culture, when we dislike someone and we say it's personal, it can be seen as a big deal and can be akin to a form of hatred where one may feel like they have the strong urge to "avenge" or "revenge" something.

But in Japanese culture, not so much. Take-chan's dislike of Akihiko is personal, but it's more like "my dislike is my business. And I personally wouldn't hang out with Akihiko one on one or work with him. " So it's not as much of a big deal where he wanted to fight Akihiko but rather he wouldn't be at the mix if it wasn't for Haruki.

Do you see what I am saying? So Take is saying that his personal feelings towards Akihiko is his own so it shouldn't concern Haruki because Haruki is a grown man and can take care of himself. As much as he dislikes what Akihiko is doing to Haruki, Take-chan is NOT INTERNALISING Haruki's issues and trusts that Haruki can take care of himself. and Haruki appreciates him so much for it!*

*I'll discuss this in detail later.

(edragoon and raine-kai please feel free to add further or make corrections, you guys probably have a much better grasp on this than I do 🙏)

-> Also, Take-chan is perceptive AF, that very bottom line is a HUGE HINT that he had a feeling that Akihiko was using his good looks to use himself as a male prostitute to get money from women. (Take-chan and his big brain energy let me tell you).

4. He respects other people's boundaries

When I was younger, I was often consumed by media which portrayed love as "we gotta sacrifice this and solve our loved ones' problems for them".

Over the years, I realised how wrong that mindset is because adulthood is learning that you can't solve everyone's problems for them.

Take-chan is the definition of a healthy bean because he is so good at asking Haruki for what he needs as well as respecting Haruki's personal boundaries.

Firstly, In Chapter 18 after Haruki's illusion of Akihiko got shattered and he was really shaken, Take-chan immediately asks,

Take-chan KNOWS that Haruki's low self-esteem means that he is always directing his attention onto everyone else so he makes sure that as a good friend, he CHECKED IN on Haruki to make sure he's ok.

But he is so amazing because he didn't push it when Haruki didn't want to share the details. He RESPECTED Haruki's privacy and instead, makes a suggestion,

"Why not play support for another band as a breather?"

I love that! Rather than forcing Haruki to tell him and potentially making him uncomfortable, he took a different approach of making suggestions.

Same thing here, when Haruki came over to Take-chan's place after THAT INCIDENT,

1. Take-chan asked Haruki what happened 2 times.

2. But he noticed that Haruki was not listening. He respected that Haruki was not in the mindset to talk about it and didn't push him and just offered what Haruki needed.

Let's recap Take-chan's internal monologue.

They just sat in silence. Take-chan took care of Haruki in the best way he knew how. ACT OF SERVICE. Haruki was not in the space to share so he respected that and cared for his friend in other ways

offered him tea

gave him a haircut

GIFTS - brought him green peppers from the countryside

QUALITY TIME - checked up on Haruki

5. Take-chan has secure attachment style

Take-chan upon finding out about Akihiko staying over momentarily couldn't hide his true opinion of the guy, and he accidentally slipped lollllll. But then he PATIENTLY LISTENED to Haruki explaining himself as to why he decided to take Akihiko in.

3. Take-chan then said this,

SO FREAKING HEALTHY!

Take-chan is displaying important qualities in a healthy individual who has secure attachment style:

lost his cool for a second but able to regulate emotions and feelings and regain his calm

*showing TRUST in Haruki knowing that he knows best how to take care of his own situation.

*able to hold space and allow Haruki to open himself to him when he's ready

*And Haruki appreciates the heck out of Take-chan for it! You don't have to do everything or solve everything for the people you love. This is something that all the Given characters should learn from Take-chan! Everyone else feels overwhelming emotions and internalises their loved one's problems. Take-chan is so freaking healthy because he loves Haruki knowing that Haruki is just trying to figure shit out.

Trusting them and being there for them is LOVE.

Can I just marry Take-chan already? ❤️

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Ok I have a theory....

Take-chan potentially romantically liked Haruki at some point

A lot of people think that Take-chan is straight and I dunno,

I always got a bi/pan-vibe from him.

I was so glad when I saw in one of @a-voice-of-my-own posts that he thought the same! After some digging for this meta, I actually have some proof as to why I feel that way.

A) The Hair Token

Take-chan and Haruki met in college because they share the same undergrad film major. In his character profile, Kizu writes

"Film editing - mixing both his interest and the chance to make money"

From this, it is clear to me that he is a man with ambition, dreams and goals, he doesn't care if he doesn't fit the status quo, he would rather retake his exam and do what he actually wants in life than conform to societal norms.

This is the cover of Chapter 13 and a picture of Haruki and Take-chan from 2 years ago. Take's hair didn't seem long enough to be tied into a man-bun back then....

From what we find out in Chapter 20, Take-chan cuts his own hair and now he can tie it into a man-bun.

Remember in Given, the growing of long hair symbolises hope for love to be reciprocated. (scroll to "Tokens in Given")

So the fact that Take-chan grew his hair a little but maintains it himself at a man-bun length could mean that he has always liked Haruki however

kept his feelings in check rather than let it get out of control because he understands his sense of self worth.

Yes he liked Haruki but he's not gonna chase after someone who didn't feel the same. All the stuff he does for Given the band isn't actually for Haruki but because Take genuinely likes Given's music. He has such a great sense of self that he's not the type to chase Haruki like that. If he does do something nice for Haruki, it's because he genuinely cares for him and loves him, he doesn't need any sort of reciprocation. He does it because it aligns with his values and purpose in life WHICH I JUST ABSOLUTELY ADORE BECAUSE IT'S SO HEALTHY. 😩🙏❤️

Take-chan let me be your wife please! ❤️

B) The Mario Joke

Ok I think maybe it wasn't just me that found it a bit ~fruity~ when Haruki was major blushing as Take-chan gave him the USB of the live-video that he stayed up all night editing lol. But it seems like a lot of people still thinks that Take is straight, which is fine. That could just be healthy masculinity. I accept that interpretation.

But ok ok ok hear me out. Scroll up to the Chapter 13 side panel where Take-chan, Haruki and Akihiko are at the date-mix!

Take-chan flirted with the girls using the Mario joke!

Scroll up again and go back to the Chapter 22 panel that I posted!

In chapter 22, Take-chan, consciously or subconsciously, flirted with Haruki by using the Mario joke!

AND AKIHIKO HEARD EVERYTHING!!! Remember Akihiko was there at the date mix too so he knew that Take's go-to flirt line is the Mario joke! 🤯🤯🤯

That's why in that same chapter, Akihiko began to open up to Haruki that things are almost over between him and Ugetsu!!! Akihiko wanted to heal Haruki's broken heart and reignite any remnants of hope that Haruki had left in him!

Also, back when Akihiko said to Haruki in Chapter 17,

"You're more popular than you think you are,"

I 100% believe that Akihiko, being also the incredibly perceptive bean that he is, was referring to Take-chan liking Haruki. 😎Bruh, trust me.

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Take-chan's journey of moving on

Ok let's just get one thing straight. Take-chan may have had feelings for Haruki but he was never holding out hope for Haruki to like him back. He just wanted to care for Haruki and he continued to live HIS LIFE and follow HIS PASSION.

However Chapter 22 is a pivotal turning point for him. Of course he personally didn't like witnessing Akihiko staying with Haruki but when he realised that Haruki finally stopped running away from his problems, he supported that and he realised that

Akihiko staying with Haruki was good for Haruki's personal growth.

That's why he said,

"If Haruki's ok with it, Take-chan is ok with it."

MY GAWD someone give that man a cookie I love him so much. Take-chan's love comes in the form of understanding and trusting that Haruki knows what is best for himself and that if Haruki does need anything from Take, Take will be there for him. Guys this is true love, true healthy love. We may never full confirm if Take's love was platonic or something more but this is true love right here.

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Then comes CAC live where Yoru Ga Akeru had such a positive impact and changed EVERYONE - Haruki, Akihiko, Ugetsu, and that's also where

❤️ Take-chan and Yayoi met ❤️

Take-chan and Yayoi are literally so well suited and healthy for each other because Yayoi is also someone who has a great sense of self-worth. Let me know if you want me to do a meta on them, they are so interesting as a couple!

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I also really love this Given Movie extras panel:

LMAO Take-chan has the exact same reaction as Uecchi which is HILARIOUS HAHAH but now Akihiko is a changed man and finally we see Haruki being treated how Haruki should be treated. Also notice the differences between Chapter 13 extras panel and here?

PAST Akihiko crashed at Haruki's house whenever and ate Haruki's food, basically taking advantage of Haruki. Yes Akihiko was fighting his own demons but he was not treating Haruki very nicely. Two things can be true at the same time.

PRESENT boyfriend Akihiko keeps in touch with Haruki round the clock because Haruki is Akihiko's home, buys Haruki coffee, never late to rehearsals and practises hard at music .... wait

Akihiko becomes a man with his own ambitions and goals .....a man like Take-chan!

I wonder if Akihiko not only got inspired by Mafuyu's song but also by Take-chan??!! He secretly looked up to Take-chan and after hearing that convo between Haruki and Take-chan in Chapter 22, he's like holy crap I need to start pulling my shit together or I am seriously gonna lose Haruki forever. This is quite a plausible "take"! 😛

In Conclusion,

my love for Take-chan could be that I am literally Yayoi as I also have an adorkable little brother so I can't help but see Uenoyama and all the other characters in Given as my babies. However, there is no denying that Yatake Koji is such a wonderful guy and should be someone we all look up to for inspiration on how to form healthy bonds and secure attachments with other people!

😍WE LOVE YOU TAKE-CHAN!😍

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delicrieux · 4 years ago

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☆ﾐ 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 "𝚘𝚑"

PART 8: CAT BOYS

... it’s late into the night and y/n is streaming with one of her new friends, sykkuno. running on caffeine and redbull is apparently not enough because she falls asleep on his shoulder 45 minutes into their cyberpunk gameplay. at that exact moment, twitter goes up in flames.

─── corpse husband x reader, sykkuno x reader (because i was threatened by thirsty anons) ─── soc. media + written fiction! ─── word count: 1.8k author’s note: here it is...what yall been asking for. literally had to add a new part for this but i loved this idea sm i couldnt just nOT NOT do it. i tried writing this with the same energy as the smau lmao so expect chaos as always. hope you enjoy it and as always lmk what u think! hopefully yall wont go too feral, but tbh thats prolly too much to ask for xx EDIT: srr for the fucky format tumbler dot com is being lame

ultimate masterlist. ҉ myso masterlist ҉ previous. ҉ next.

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Such a back and forth continues for the better part of the day as you get ready. Corpse only whines a bit when you forget to text him back - you are packing, and your prestigious cat ears you bought from Amazon for 10$ deserve exquisite care - which only fuels your seemingly bottomless hunger for mischief, leading to you sneakily ignoring him more. When your phone lights up with a message, you giggle, giddy with excitement. Your laughter only gets louder and more erratic, to the point where Rae had busted down your door and threw her Hello Kitty plush at you - one you’d gotten her, mind you! - and told you to just “Shut the fuck up!”

Ungrateful. You know not everyone can appreciate your sense of humor, or stand your hyena like cackle, but that was uncalled for and you told her as much. Noting the mess your room is in (more than usual, that’s for certain), she leans onto the door frame, crossing her arms over her chest, pretty brown eyes twinkling curiously, “Where you off to?”

“So I had this idea-” You start, but are promptly shut down with a raise of her palm.

“Already know it’s a bad one.”

Insulted, and hurt, you clutch your heart. As if she had not mocked you enough today, “Rae...The hell, that’s so mean...” You mutter, face scrunching into a soft frown, “I only wanted to tell you what me and Syk thought of.”

“Oh?” Intrigued, she raises a brow, “Continue.”

“Gee, thanks for letting me this time.” You mumble, rolling your eyes, “So. We thought we’d stream together. The catch? In the same room! We’ll be playing Cyberpunk. Gotta cash in while the hype is still up.” You add, making her snort, “And, ya know, the whole cat boy business...We’ll be wearing matching cat ears. Admit it, I’m a genius.”

She’s quiet for a moment, mulling over your words; you can practically see the gears in her head turning. She glances around the room, then briefly at you, strangely apprehensive. “You sure that’s a good idea?”

Well, that is definitely not what you expected her to say. You figured it’d be more along the lines of you’d be one ugly cat. “Huh?” Is all you manage to stutter, “What do you mean?”

She gives you a look, one all people give when something is so plainly obvious, “Y/n. You do know the stans will go wild, right? And you do remember our conversation involving Corp-”

“Nope!” You exclaim cheerily with a bright smile to match. You don’t want to think about that. The relationship between you and Corpse is strictly platonic, and besides, seeing Twitter loosing their shit is always funny, and you never miss an opportunity to mess with your fans. Sykkuno is also a good friend, albeit a new one. This supposed flirting from Corpse’s end Rae deduced was nothing more than her projecting her feelings onto the situation. She always liked shoujo anime and was probably thinking one was happening right in front of her. Not a chance. Corpse was just being a friendly crackhead. Your energies mesh beautifully.

Like, beautifully in a strictly friend way. Absolutely nothing more than that.

She gives up, naturally, arguing with a wall would be more productive than arguing with you. You’re such a (Zodiac sign).

“Well,” She mumbles, ticking her head to the side, leaning off of the door frame and turning to leave, “Don’t say I didn’t tell you so.”

Your grin melts as soon as she leaves. Glancing at your bag, you shove your last necessities in with newfound hesitance.

Nothing bad will happen, right?

...Right?

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It is well past the generally set “appropriate” time to hang out, but since quarantine, what is appropriate anymore anyway? You’ve never been in Sykkuno’s apartment, but now that you’re here it’s...strangely him. Every corner seems tailored to his specific requirements. It’s cozy, and pleasantly warm - it’s a bit chilly in LA, as surprising as that is.

He’s even shyer than you remember him being. And a whole lot more awkward, but in an endearing way, a way that makes you want to laugh and try to reassure him that it’s just you and he has nothing to worry about. While you hung out only once, the history you share is rich and tender. From him following you on Twitter and subsequently prematurely ending your stream, to kidnapping a stray cat affectionately named Juan. His long lost brother, Juan (no the Second, just Juan), lives in your Minecraft server.

His stream room is sadly bare. There’s an appalling lack of merch or fairy lights. Not even led-lights. It’s a good thing you brought your own. As you try to decided which color would be best - his signature lime green, reminiscent of his adorable Among Us astronaut, or, perhaps, mischievous violet? - he boots the game and tweets out a quick “streaming with y/n in ten mins! come one come all!”

“You should probably tell your fans, too.” He mumbles, looking somewhere above your shoulder. You settle with cherry blossom pink. Glancing at him, you shrug.

“Ah, do it for me, please?”

“Oh!” He hiccups, “Uhm, I wouldn’t want to pry and I don’t know your password and-”

“It doesn’t have a password.” You had removed it, knowing something like this would happen. Bless your foresight, you did not want him to know it was demonspiitinmymouth. Before he could protest further, you rush to the nearest mirror to put on your cat ears and make sure they aren’t crooked. You look absolutely adorable. The cat boys in your dms will go feral. Hell, you might just go feral looking at yourself! Sykkuno is not ready. No one is. This will be a stream to remember.

When you return (with flourish of course), he’s anxiously fidgeting by his computer, his own little cat ears, one’s he wore for the Halloween stream, peaking out from his silky brown hair. You have to suppress a squeal. When he catches you gaze he gives the kindest, sweetest little smile.

“They, uh--” He points at you, then decides it’s rude to point, bringing his hand back to his lap, then clutching his mouse, lastly releasing a sound stuck between a chuckle and a wheeze, “suit you, uhm, a lot!” He finishes with a resolute nod, quickly spinning in his chair and away from you.

This is the reaction you desired. All is going according to plan. Is this what God feels like? If not, then you pity her. She’s missing out.

Taking a seat next to him - he had been gracious enough to haul you a spare chair from the kitchen - you draw closer, and he, instinctively, shrinks away with another nervous chuckle.

“You have, uhm... I-I didn’t look!” He quickly chimes. You raise a brow, “Uhm, unopened messages? From Corpse? He texted you when I was tweeting! I didn’t mean to look, I’m sorry-”

Instantly, you recall the famous vine with the scandalous “daddy chill” line, though refrain from saying it aloud. You love havoc, but you’re not evil (Rae would ardently disagree with you, though). Instead, you just shrug, “’S fine, don’t worry. I’ll text him back later. Let’s start?”

He nods, but doesn’t look at you. Granted, you don’t think he glanced at you even once since you returned, “...Okay. Ready?”

“Ready!”

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You’re much too immersed into the game and Sykkuno’s twitch chat to even check what’s happening on Twitter, but your estimated guess is that everyone’s going crazy. The stream chat is unruly as well, but missing the signature Twitter spark. Most of the chaos is bravely lead by your fans. Sykkuno’s, much like the man himself, are too nice to scream so unabashedly.

Perhaps you excitement had been a bit too taxing, perhaps drinking 5 coffees and 2 energy drinks today and not enough water are to blame for the sudden drowsiness you’re feeling, but you can’t focus on the swimming chat or the abundance of cut-scenes at the starting point of the game. You steadily draw nearer and he, more composed in front of his audience, doesn’t react. About ten more minutes of hoovering by his shoulder and muttering soft commentary, and you feel yourself slipping.

The last coherent thought you have is a few choice words directed at caffeine itself for having the opposite effect of you at the worst time possible.

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You float in oblivion for perhaps ten minutes at best. Once you awake with a startle, you shower Sykkuno in shy apologies and he quickly reassures you that it’s fine and that he didn’t mind at all!

“Though,” He adds after a thoughtful pause, “not sure if it was very, uh, comfortable?”

His stream chat spams uwu and variations of similar kind. The stream continues for a few more hours before the both of you wish everyone a good night.

While you planned on wreaking absolute havoc, this sudden falling asleep was unexpected. You pondered the consequences of such an innocent, unplanned act whilst ubering home, fearing to check your phone which by now was blowing up with not only Twitter notifications but also Rae’s angry messages that vaguely read “what the fuck y/n”. Within the past two hours she had left 57 messages on all platforms collectively, including 7 calls.

Corpse’s last text was over three hours ago.

Now that’s strange. Worry festers quickly. Briefly glancing at your surroundings - the pretty glimmer of passing street lights, neon signs, familiar buildings - you decide that it’s time to check what kind of nuclear explosion you’ve caused.

Your heart drops to the bottom of your stomach as you scroll past the hundreds of tweets and mentions. Scan through Rae’s messages.

You had failed to prepare ahead. Every explosion of such kind is followed by nuclear winter. And Corpse’s lack of messages feels especially cold.

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Not you smiling like a fucking idiot reading his last message! You shrink into the backseat, afraid the driver will accidentally look into the rear-view mirror and see you a bit too happy before asking questions. Good news? Yeah, but it’s not like it’s his any beeswax! In the words of Rihanna, just shut up and drive.

This argument had not yet happened, but you’re preparing, just in case.

As you think up of potential scenarios, your eyes drill into Corpse’s goodnight text. You’ve looked at it enough. Time to turn the phone screen off. Leave the app, at the very least. When the screen dims you instantly press on it to wake it up. This is embarrassing. Maybe the deadly amount of caffeine really did mess you up, big time. Your heart races in your chest, painfully almost. You feel a bit sick. Worst of all, you can’t stop smiling.

A notification from Rae makes you snap out of it. Ah, one more demon to deal with.

However, before you talk to her, you really need to tell Twitter that you’re not with Sykkuno. And apologize to Sykkuno as well.

At least Corpse doesn’t hate you.

Fucking hell, just exit the chat you idiot!

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taetaespeaches · 4 years ago

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“Quick question… what are you doing in the closet?”

yoongi x reader (oc) genre: fluff word count: 3.1K

a/n: Hi lovelies!! This fic takes place pretty early on in Yoongi and Kid/reader’s relationship. They’re very much together but Kid has yet to spend much time with Min Holly (at least alone). And basically, that’s what this fic is- Yoongi leaves Min Holly with Kid for the night and when a storm hits, Yoongi comes back to the apartment to find Kid and Min Holly being very cute. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :))

“Are you sure you’re good?” Your boyfriend asked you for the third time in a matter of minutes, his eyes traveling to the small dog exploring your apartment.

Widening your eyes at him, you cocked your head. “Why are you so worried, do you really not trust me with him?”

Sighing, the man held back the grin threatening to form on his lips.

“Don’t laugh right now,” you pointed warningly at him, your empty threat causing him to break, the gummy smile appearing in front of your eyes. “Yoongi,” you whined, dragging his name out as you lightly smacked his chest.

“Of course I trust you,” he chuckled, stepping forward once so he could wrap an arm around your waist, tugging you to him. Pouting at him, accompanied by a glare, Yoongi giggled. “I was just teasing you, Kid,” he admitted, pushing his lips to yours gently, you stubbornly not responding. “Min Holly is in the best hands with you.”

“Damn straight he is,” you bragged, Yoongi scoffing as he planted a kiss to your cheek.

Yoongi’s brother was on vacation, leaving Min Holly purely in Yoongi’s custody for the next week. However, the first day of his brother’s vacation just happened to be on the day of a BTS video shoot that would keep Yoongi busy well into the night. That’s where you came in; dog sitter of the year.

“What time do you think you’ll be done?” You asked, Yoongi humming in thought.

“Probably early morning. Two or three a.m., maybe later,” he told you, you gasping in mostly feigned surprise. Your relationship with the man was still rather new, but you did understand his work caused him to have some pretty late, sleepless nights.

“That’s so late, you’ll be so sleepy,” you cooed through a pout.

“I’ll be ok,” he chuckled, kissing your forehead, his lips lingering on your skin for a moment as you leaned into his touch. “Thank you for helping me out,” he whispered against your brow, his breath fanning across the top of your face. “I just feel bad leaving him alone overnight,” he smiled, your lips following suit in response to the adorable admission.

“It’s no problem, of course I’m happy to watch him,” you assured Yoongi, tilting your head back to look up at him. “You honey boy,” you teased, Yoongi letting out a breathy chuckle.

“I gotta get going, I’ll text you updates,” he assured you as he took a step back, scanning the apartment’s living room in search of the dog. “Where-” he began to ask where the dog went when Holly popped his head up from the sofa, catching both of yours and Yoongi’s gazes. “Oh sure, make yourself right at home,” he chuckled at the dog.

“He’s so cute, I’m gonna love this,” you told Yoongi, looking at him with bright eyes. “Good luck at your shoot, Min,” you began shooing him out of the apartment, Yoongi backing up as you gently shoved against his frame.

“Are you kicking me out?” He teased, his eyes wide, his face full of pretend offense.

“I have plans,” you directed a head nod toward the dog.

Chuckling in amusement at you, his shoulders shaking slightly, Yoongi turned toward the door and began walking across the room, you following just behind him. When he reached the exit, he quickly turned around, his hands finding your face instantly as he pulled your lips to his greedily. Your hands grasped at his forearms as you kissed him back with just as much fervor, humming contently into the meeting.

Pulling his face from yours, you slowly opened your eyes, watching as Yoongi’s eyes fluttered open shortly after. “Don’t miss me too much,” you teased the man playfully, that adorable gummy grin overtaking his features, his cheeks soft and kissable. Had you more time with him, you would have kissed them repeatedly until he whined for you to stop as the fluffy cheeks warmed in a pink shade. But that would have to wait for his return, as he was nearly running late.

“Bye Kid,” he said simply, you smiling as he turned to leave.

“Go be hot on camera,” you shouted out after him, a scoff meeting your ears, though those shoulders shook adorably as the door shut behind him.

Smiling at the front door, you sighed in content. Turning to face the dog who was staring at you intently, you shrugged. “I think we’re alone now,” you sing-songed to the dog, making him cock his head at you. As you made your way back across the room to the dog, excitement in your steps, you beamed at Min Holly. “Are you ready for our slumber party?” You cooed, scratching his little face as soon as you reached him. “Slumber party time?” You continued talking to the dog as he licked your nose affectionately.

You never were one to check the forecast often, so when the loud crash of thunder sounded outside, waking you from your sleep, you were as shocked as the poor little dog curled up against your side.

Lethargic, your eyes and voice still full of slumber, you reached for the dog and tugged him even closer. “Oh, Holly,” you pouted, looking outside your window to see rain streaking across it as it beat down against the pavement below. “That’s not going to be good for filming,” you mumbled aloud, thinking of your boyfriend and his fellow members.

With another loud rumble outside, the dog whimpered, scurrying off the bed in search of a place of solace. “Aw bubs,” you frowned, sitting up and crawling off the bed to collect him. However, as you approached the dog, he scampered off across the room, heading straight through the open closet door. “Do you want to hide in there?” You asked him, cocking your head at him as Holly stared at you from inside the closet. “Do you feel safe in there?” You asked him, watching as the dog slowly lowered into a laying position.

Spotting one of Yoongi’s hoodies hanging on the hook on the back of the closet door, you quickly made your way across the room and grabbed it, crouching down to situate the clothing around the small dog. “There, that should make you feel safer too,” you pouted, petting the top of Holly’s head gently. Moving your hand to scratch under his chin, however, he put the weight of his head in your palm, a small smile forming on your lips.

“Are you going to let me go back to the bed?” You asked in amusement. “Or am I going to have to join you in here?” You wondered, the dog staring at you with the most adorable sad eyes you’d ever seen. Sighing, you scooped him up in your arms before crawling on your knees to sit inside the closet. Planting yourself on your butt and leaning back against the wall, you crossed your legs before placing the hoodie over your lap, then setting Holly down atop it.

It didn’t take long for the dog to get comfortable, his head squished against your hip as he was lured back to sleep by the sound of the rain outside the apartment. And well, you must have followed him into slumber shortly after, because the next thing you knew, you were being awoken by a gentle sensation against the side of your face and a hushed whisper near your ear.

“Kid,” you heard the voice call out to you softly. Peeling your eyes open reluctantly, you squinted at the man kneeling beside you, his gummy grin being the first sight that entered your awakened consciousness.

“Honey boy,” you yawned, Yoongi chuckling softly at you. Reaching out to him, you brushed his hair off his forehead only to find that the strands were cold and wet. “Your hair is soaked,” you noted, Yoongi nodding as he smiled.

“It’s raining,” he pointed out, you frowning at him.

“That’s right,” you remembered, looking down at the dog in your lap who was awake, but unmoving as he refused to lose his comfort, and probably still too scared to leave the confines of the closet. “You need to change your clothes,” you told Yoongi. “But you can’t have your hoodie because Holly’s using it,” you pointed out, Yoongi scoffing in amusement at you.

“Well good thing your clothes are conveniently located right here,” he nodded to the clothing hanging, simultaneously shooting you an incredulous expression as he drew attention to the fact that he came to your apartment to find you sleeping in his closet, propped up against the wall.

“What’s with the face?” You asked him in response to his expression, playing with him, turning it into a game.

“What the hell are-”

“How was the shoot?” You interrupted, though nonchalantly, purposely not addressing the elephant in the room- or more like the human in the closet.

“It was good,” he nodded a few times, “you know, until the rain hit.”

Sucking air between your teeth, you frowned. “Did it ruin everything?”

“No, luckily we wrapped the outdoor scenes just as it started storming.”

“Oh that’s great, I’m glad it worked out ok,” you grinned.

“Mhmm,” he hummed with a small nod. “I’m stealing a sweatshirt,” he informed you, you instantly humming in thought.

“I’ll allow it.”

“How very generous of you,” he responded playfully, holding back a budding smile. “Hey uh, quick question.”

“What’s that?”

The man shrugged at you, a smile curving on his lips. “What are you doing in the closet?”

“Oh right,” you slowly nodded, the man chuckling at you. “You see, your dog is a bit of a wuss, but he’s cute so it’s ok,” you told him as looked down to the dog who was refusing to lift his head to face the storm.

“Were you scared of the lightning Holly?” Yoongi asked the dog as he pet the sweet frightened pup, a soft grin on his lips that made your own mouth curve into a smile.

“Yeah, he abandoned me on the bed and came in here and I was just going to give him your hoodie to lay with but then he gave me those eyes,” you pouted as Yoongi watched you relay the story in utter fondness for you. “He was torn because he wanted to be with me but also, you know, the storm,” you emphasized, Yoongi’s shoulders shaking in laughter. “So I decided, well, I’ll just sit with him for a bit.”

“How long have you been in here?”

“I don’t know, I fell asleep,” you giggled, a snort leaving the man as he shook his head at you, though adoringly.

“So you really insisted on being the cutest human alive tonight, huh?” He asked you just before directing his gaze to the dog. “Holly, what’s up bud, don’t you think you’re milking this a bit?”

With both of you looking down at the pup, you watched as Yoongi gently scratched Holly’s head. “He’s just too cute, I didn’t have the heart to leave him in here alone,” you pouted, glancing up to find your boyfriend’s gaze already directed to you.

Yoongi didn’t speak, rather, his orbs simply scanned your features, appreciating the sight. He slowly leaned toward you, his lips easily finding yours, meeting you in a sweet kiss. The meeting didn’t last long, but it was soft and felt like home.

“You’re a sweetheart, Kid,” he complimented as he separated from you, just before he stood. Suddenly the man stripped himself of his slightly wet top before turning his attention to your clothing.

Staring up at him, appreciating his bare upper body, you watched as his hands grabbed an oversized lavender-colored sweatshirt. Pulling it off the hanger quickly, he had it situated over his body within seconds. Looking down at you, he met your gaze, smirking at your engrossed expression.

“You’re pretty in lavender,” you whispered to him, a bashful grin overtaking his face.

Leaning down, he kissed your forehead, his lips lingering once again. “Alright little guy,” he suddenly addressed Holly as he pulled away from you. “You gotta let my girlfriend out of the closet,” he told the dog, patting his thighs to try to coax his dog to him, only for the dog to spite him by not even flinching toward his owner.

“Honey boy, he’s still scared,” you pouted, Yoongi’s eyes shifting from Holly to you. Thinking for a moment, he sighed, turning his back on you and heading toward the bed. You watched him carefully, following his every move as he pulled the comforter off the mattress and grabbed two pillows.

The man avoided your eye contact as he waddled back to the closet, a frown etched in his features though you knew he wasn’t actually upset by anything. It was obvious he found this whole situation quite adorable.

Appearing in front of you, he stepped over your body, as well as Min Holly, and dropped the blanket and pillows onto the floor with a thud. Next, he was pulling his jeans off his frame, tossing them onto the bedroom floor outside the closet, his eyes following them as they descended to the floor, your eyes glued to his now bare limbs. You actually couldn’t see the upper majority of his legs due to the oversized material of the sweatshirt, which made him look rather cute.

“You’re very hot,” you complimented with a smirk, the man scoffing as he picked up the comforter before nodding to the dog that was looking up at him curiously.

“Lift him so I can cover you with this,” he told you, you smirking as you pulled Holly from your lap to your chest, allowing Yoongi to tuck you in.

“You’re being really cute,” you smiled, Yoongi holding back a grin of his own as he simply hummed. “These are honey boy antics, sir.”

“Yeah, yeah, so I’m soft for you and my dog, so what,” he dismissed nonchalantly, all while your smile grew larger, your heart racing with affection for the man. When Yoongi lowered himself to take the spot next to you, he lifted a pillow, silently staring at you as he waited for you to sit up so he could put the pillow underneath your head. Fluffing it slightly, he nodded once with a small close-mouthed smile before grabbing his own pillow and doing the same thing again.

“Thank you, Yoongi,” you told him sincerely as you rested back against the pillow, the cushion feeling nice and relieving on your slightly strained neck. Turns out closets aren’t really the most comfortable sleeping space.

“Thanks for taking care of my dog,” he replied with that same adorable grin, which accentuated the plushness of his cheeks. As Holly moved to lay between the both of you, you leaned toward your boyfriend, holding his face in place so you could press a series of smooches to his plush cheek. Finally.

Whining slightly at your incessant affection, Yoongi squirmed away from you, only to turn and face you and press his lips to yours in a messy and playful meeting. Laughing into the kiss, Yoongi couldn’t help but smile as well, a light chuckle leaving those pretty lips as he pulled away from you.

“Go back to sleep,” he told you, his face full of fond adoration as he settled into his spot, pulling the comforter up as his hand found the dog. Yoongi pet Holly’s face as the dog leaned into the touch. “You too,” he directed to the dog in a playful demand. “I don’t know what your end game is here, bud. Are you trying to steal my girl?” he questioned the furry pal, you giggling at you nuzzled your face against the pillow, reaching out to drape your arm overtop Yoongi’s body. “You can’t have her,” Yoongi whispered, a smile stretching across your face. “I won’t let you.”

“He’s a charmer,” you mumbled through a yawn, your sleepiness hitting you suddenly.

“So am I,” Yoongi countered, rolling onto his side so he faced you. As your eyes fluttered shut, sleep overtaking you quickly, the man watched you lovingly. “I’m hot, remember.”

“That’s true,” you agreed sleepily. “The hottest.”

Yoongi continued to watch as your body became more relaxed underneath the warmth of the comforter; the warmth of having Yoongi next to you, and of course, Min Holly. Though his own eyes were becoming heavy, he kept them open to appreciate the way your face relaxed, your lips becoming pouted as your exhales slipped between them in slowed breaths.

“Tell me one thing,” you suddenly spoke up, your voice surprising Yoongi out of his trance.

“Hm,” he hummed for you to continue, a soft smile planted on his mouth.

“Were you hot on camera?” You asked him, referring to his video shoot.

A silent chuckle left the man, his hand leaving Min Holly, and finding your own hand that rested between your bodies. Wrapping his fingers around your own, he stared at your hands connected; your skin was warm against his, Yoongi sighing contently.

“I was hot on camera,” he confirmed, a smile just barely tugging on your lips that made him chuckle lightly in response.

“That’s my honey boy,” you whispered, burying yourself further into the pillow.” There was a pause, and Yoongi was about to shut his own eyes and allow himself to be dragged into dreamland. However, you spoke once again, the man sighing as he prepared to tell you to go to sleep, but your words kept him quiet; surprise and excitement coursing through his every limb as soon as the words met his ears. “I’m falling for you,” you admitted in your nearly unconscious state.

“Falling for me?” He questioned, his voice barely audible as a bashful smile curved on his lips, those kissable cheeks tinting pink. You would have cooed at the sight had your eyes been open.

He knew you were unaware of your confession, but he hoped it was as genuine as he believed it to be. Yoongi wouldn’t bring up the confession; no teasing the next day; no pressure for elaboration at a later date. But with the warmth that filled his frame as he watched you breathe deeply, finally having given in to your tiredness, he was certain that he felt the same way.

You were falling for him. And he had already fallen in love with you.

Yoongi’s eyes slowly left your face, traveling down to find the dog staring up at him.

“Hear that?” He whispered to his dog, a gummy smile planted on his face as his eyes shined with the brightness of new love. “She’s falling for me.”

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ayyezhongli · 3 years ago

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dom student council pres zhongli x troublemaker childe

Guess who’s back :D Back with some zhonchi smut for all u sinners. Note: Theres a lot of spelling errors bc when i wrote this i was telling it to a friend n they said i should post this n i’m too lazy to edit it so yeah! enjoy <3

summary kinda: child did something n is now stuck in detention with zhongli being a kinky president of the student council watching him.

so childe is bored asf n tries seducing zhongli. but childe has always had a crush on zhongli. thats why he misbehaves to get his attention.

so zhongli says “ur here again” n sighs

“yup did you miss me?! dont answer that bc ik you did”

n zhongli sighs again all annoyed n shit

“seems you never learn”

“maybe i’m jus here bc i love n want to see you everyday”

n zhongli taking that as sarcasm rolls his eyes

“i doubt that.”

and so for like 30mins childe is making all these noises to get zhongli’s attention and annoy him which it works. and zhongli having enough of it already decides that he needs to be punished. so he gets up n walks over to the desk childe is sitting at cups his face with his hand grinning

“u rly like to get on my nerves dont you~…..” and childe’s tryna contain himself

“is it working~?”

“idk pretty boy….wanna find out for urself~…..”

n zhongli is like inches away from childe’s face. n childe still keeping his composure decides to tease back hoping to get what he’s longed for for so long.

“idk do i~?….”

and zhongli leans in n jus as hes abt to kiss childe he pulls away and walks back over to the teachers desk and childe is really disappointed bc he thought he finally had it but jus lost it. so zhongli goes back to working on his paperwork while childe is just furious.

”Is this how u treat everyone?! tease them and leave them with nothing. take advantage of us!!”

n zhongli bursts out laughing putting his papers in a neat stack

”ur quite interesting childe, if i said it was jus u would that make u feel better??”

and childe huffs rolling his eyes still rly pissed off.

“did u want more? were you expecting something more from me? something else?”

n childe blushing looks away

“fuck off”

n zhongli gets mad at the response and pulls out one of those long ass rulers n gets up n starts walking to childe.

“thats no way to speak to the student council president. you need to be punished”

so zhongli sets the ruler aside still pissed asf

“get up.” childe ignores.

”get up right now.” childe still ignores.

so zhongli grabs the ruler smacking it against the desk childe is at.

“GET UP RIGHT NOW!”

n childe jumps a little and gets up

“ok ok chill”

so childe walks over to zhongli n stands in front of him.

“im gonna punish n force you into submission until u completely submit to me”

childe laughs

“no way. you really think u can do that? just try”

“oh i will. just watch me”

(a/n: in this fic childe has bright pink sensitive nipples bc ughh 😩🤌🏾 well both of them have bright pink nipples but zhonglis r rly sensitive.)

so zhongli turns childe around n starts grinding against him causing childe to moan ever so slightly.

“do u like that~?”

n childe tryna keep his composure laughs to cover up a moan. n zhongli looks down and grins seeing childe’s hard erection through his clothes.

so zhongli reaches down n starts palming childe causing slightly louder moans to come out of his mouth.

“your so hard for me childe….what a naughty slutty little boy~“

childe loses it bc zhongli is finally saying the things he’s been dreaming of him saying. so zhongli amused starts licking the shell of his ear biting and nibbling it which makes childe blush harder. so zhongli reaches his hand down into childe’s pants and boxers and wraps his hand around childe’s dick which he almost cums. so zhongli starts pumping him n not even 30s he throws his head back on zhonglis shoulder n cums letting out a loud moan

“fuck zhongli~…..”

zhongli smirks very amused

“so quick to cum~ do i rly turn u on that much~?”

n childe fights the urge to nod his head and submit. he’s not going down without a fight.

“no i was just pent up. why would i be for someone like you!!”

zhongli snickers and slides his hands up childes shirt n starts taking it off.

“not submitting yet i see~….”

“did u think it would be that easy asshole? ha!”

so zhongli turns childe around.

“you should just give up now! your not go-“

n zhongli interrupts him with a passionate kiss. a long deep one filled with sexual tension n desire. he leaves childe blushing like crazy and gasping for air.

“what was that? i didnt catch the last part, say that again.”

“i said that i’m never gonna sub-“

n zhongli interrupts him again. same thing happens like 2 more times until childe gives up.

“can u repeat that one more time?”

and childe looks away with a annoyed expression on his face

“glad that shut u up~”

so then zhongli looks childe up and down bites his lip causing childe to blush.

“you’re kinda cute…i think i can use u….”

n childe blushes more

“and these nipples….”

zhongli says while pinching them making childe arch his back and moan loudly.

“they look pink and innocent…but when i pinch n twist them like this…”

childe lets out n even louder moan with a face flushed even more n drool running down the side of his mouth

“….you make such naughty noises and that really turns me on.”

and so zhongli continues pinch n play with them and then starts marking his neck.

“what if i made u mine hmm? my little fuck toy? or how abt pet?? you could be of some use to me….”

and all childe can do is whimper. so zhongli has him bend over on the teachers desk and pulls down childe’s pants. and he like squeezes childes plump round ass and caresses it before grabbing the ruler and spanking him with it which causes childe to moan n cum immediately.

“ur such a slutty masochist”

n childe groans n is like stuttering his words

“w-w-well ur so fucking sadis-“

n zhongli spanks him not with the ruler this time but his hand n childe jus looses it.

“ready to submit….?”

n childe tryna keep the ounce of pride he has left shakes his head.

“no!”

zhongli spanks him again.

“how abt now?”

“No!”

n so zhongli gets an idea n sticks his fingers inside childe’s mouth.

“suck”

childe does so n a minute later zhongli pulls them out.

“what are you gonna d- ahh!”

and zhongli’s fingers are wiggling around inside childe tryna get him prepared. childe has just completely lost it. he’s drooling all over the desk, moaning so loudly that if there was people here they would be able to hear, clinging onto the edge of the desk like his life is on the line.

“f-fuck zhongli…ahhh”

he’s a panting slutty mess. a fee mins later zhongli pulls his fingers out n takes off his own pants and boxers lining himself up to childes entrance. he inserts only the tip of his dick causing childe to go even more crazy if thats even possible n moan so fucking loud. but its been long enough. he wants more. more of zhongli inside him. he wants all. all of zhongli inside him. so he whimpers n cries out zhongli’s name.

“whats the problem sweetheart?”

zhongli says grinning from ear to ear.

“pls..”

childe says desperately

“pls what?”

”pls zhongli i-….”

“you…? gotta tell me what u want otherwise i wont know.”

“pls i want more of u….!!”

“beg for more than.”

“Zhongli pls i want ur cock inside me so bad. pls i’ll do anything!! just fuck me already!!”

“anything…?”

zhongli says slipping half way inside him.

“y-y-yes just pls fuck me!!”

n zhongli, a very satisfied man jus starts pounding into him hitting his g spot every time.

“Fuck! fuck! fuck! FUCK! ZHONGLI PLS SLOW DOWN AHH~!!”

n that only makes zhongli speed up and childe cums like multiple times. after a while, giving a few last thrusts zhongli comes for the second time inside childe. and pulls out while childe just drops to the floor completely unable to move or anything. jus a panting blushing hot slutty mess with zhongli’s cum dripping out of him. all pride lost. pulling his pants and boxers back on zhongli lifts him up to his feet and bc childe has no strength he just falls onto zhongli resting his head on his shoulder.

“now that you’ve completely submit to me, ur all mine~….mine to do whatever i pls with. mine and only mine. No one else….”

and childe jus nods groaning bc of the pain.

”i hope u learned ur lesson now. unless…. you wanna comeback again for another visit…”

n childe jus groans again.

“i see the way you look at me childe….a look filled with lust and desire…its really quite a turn on~….. you look so desperately….so needy….so vulnerable…the amount of times i wanted to bend you over and fuck u so hard until you cant walk is too much to count. i wanted to make you mine so no one else could have that innocent slutty little boy who’s just oozing with sexual desire. any man or woman would get turned on n wanna have there way with you. u needed to be protected and only by me.”

so zhongli grinds his teeth bc of how possessive he is.

“so no one but me can fuck u stupid. and now that ur finally mine…i dont have to worry abt it so much as before”

n so zhongli strokes childe’s hair n plants a kiss on his head.

“you’re my precious little play thing.”

and childe, burying his face into zhongli’s chest smiles bc thats all he ever wanted. and then he looks up at zhongli as zhongli looks down at him smiling.

“zhongli…?”

”yes?”

“if all u said was true….why were u such an asshole to me. you were stricter on me than others, ruder to me than others, tougher on me then others….so why?”

“why?”

zhongli chuckles n childe nods

“to keep a good reputation, but i also wanted to push you, everytime u got angry and gave me attitude it only turned me on. which is why i kept going….does that answer ur question?”

n childe grunts

“u sadistic fuck!”

n zhongli laughs

“says the one who got turned on every time i public humiliated or yelled at you….”

“thats not true!!”

“uh-huh…the sexual energy u admit would become stronger and i could hear your breathing getting heavier with breathy tiny moans and u would always part ur lips slightly and rub ur thighs together and on top of that, ur eyes squint ever so slightly.”

childe was speechless bc this whole time he thought he was being slick.

“w-w-well that doesnt matter!”

childe said huffing and zhongli only chuckled and kissed his head.

“hey childe…”

“what!”

“i love you….”

childe was blushing like crazy. never in a million years did he think zhongli would say that.

“you can’t just go randomly saying those things?!!”

childe said burying his face deeper into zhonglis chest.

“b-but i love you too i guess…”

he mumbled and zhongli smirked.

“look at me.”

childe looked up into zhonglis ambers eyes embarrassed asf.

“wh-wh-what is it?”

“you’re really cute yk.”

n zhongli leaned down slightly and kissed him before he could say anything else. the end :)

thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed even though its formatted weird and kinda sorta a story. 🥰

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