#hashtag selfie moment

[milo-is-rambling]

I think I'm gonna make post-theater selfies a thing in my life cause I always look kind of exhausted but also so happy

[strwbrymlkshake]

Why can't I be satisfied with everything? It needs to be perfect to me and I can't accept anything otherwise :(

[scorndotexe]

re4r is trying to be really dramatic but leon has his metaphorical hitman agent 47 clown suit on for me and i will not stop with the jokes

[twistiraki]

Happy New Year kisses from the Twisted Wonderland Boys

🌹Riddle Rosehearts  

The clock struck midnight, and Riddle, a bit flustered, extended a hand. "Would you care to join me for a New Year's celebration, following all the proper protocols, of course?"

You took his hand with a smile, and he led you to a spot where a perfectly arranged display of lights glittered. "I've planned this carefully," he confessed. "For a Happy New Year under the stars."

As the seconds counted down, he looked into your eyes, blushing faintly. "May I?" Riddle asked, seeking permission for a kiss. When you nodded, he closed the gap, his lips soft and warm against yours. 

❤️Ace Trappola

As the clock struck twelve, Ace pulled you into a dance with a sly grin. "Why settle for an ordinary New Year's when we can make it extraordinary?" he teased.

In the midst of the lively music, Ace twirled you expertly, creating an atmosphere of playful enchantment. "Hold on, I've got a trick up my sleeve," he chuckled, pulling a coin seemingly out of nowhere and flashing it with a cheeky wink. "Happy New Year, my cherry!"

With a final flourish, he dipped you low, and as the world seemed to freeze, Ace leaned in for a kiss that was as daring and mischievous as the spark in his eyes.

♠️Deuce Spade

Deuce, sporting a faint blush, took your hand and led you away from the bustling crowd. "I, um, thought maybe we could enjoy a quiet moment to welcome the New Year," he stammered.

In a cozy nook, he nervously fiddled with his shirt. "I wanted to express my gratitude for everything," Deuce admitted, his sincerity shining through. "You mean a lot to me."

As the clock ticked down, he mustered the courage to press a soft, heartfelt kiss to your lips. "Happy New Year, Y/N," he whispered. He hesitated for a bit “Can, uhm, can I kiss you again?”. 

♣️Trey Clover

Trey found a secluded spot, away from the noise of the festivities. "I've been thinking about this moment all year," he admitted, a shy smile playing on his lips.

He reached for your hand, his touch sending a warm shiver through you. "Thanks for being by my side," Trey said, his gaze softening.

With the first notes of the New Year's song, he pulled you into a slow dance, his lips brushing against your ear. "Here's to more moments like these," Trey whispered before capturing your lips in a lingering kiss.

♦️Cater Diamond

Cater, brimming with energy, handed you a brightly wrapped box. "Open it when the clock strikes twelve, okay?" he chirped, excitement evident in his voice.

As the countdown began, you unwrapped the box to find party poppers. "Surprise incoming!" Cater declared, popping one, creating a burst of confetti around you both.

"Happy New Year, Y/N!" he exclaimed, pulling you into a peppy dance. In the midst of the celebration, Cater whipped out his phone and snapped a selfie of your kiss, capturing the joy of the moment. "Gotta capture the best moments, right?" he grinned, posting the selfie with the caption: "Starting the year right with the best kiss ever! Hashtag #NewYearMagic"

🦁Leona Kingscholar

Leona, with his laid-back demeanor, found a quiet spot away from the hustle. "Another year, huh? You're persistent," he teased, a hint of a smirk on his face.

You chuckled, and he pulled you into a comfortable embrace. "Not a bad way to end the year," Leona remarked. As the clock struck midnight, he pressed a lazy but affectionate kiss on your lips. "Happy New Year. Don't expect me to get all sentimental, though."

🍩Ruggie Bucchi

Amidst the vibrant explosions of fireworks, Ruggie found a quiet spot with you. He smirked, leaning against a fence, watching the colors light up the night sky. "Not bad, huh? Bet you've never seen anything like this back in your world."

You chuckled, appreciating the cheeky grin on Ruggie's face. As the sky burst into another display of lights, he turned to you, his eyes softening. "Happy New Year, Y/N" he said, surprising you with a gentle kiss. "Let’s do this again next year, whataya say?"

🐺Jack Howl

Jack, standing awkwardly at a distance from the fireworks, couldn't hide his unease. He scratched the back of his head, avoiding eye contact. "Fireworks, huh? Not my thing, but if you like 'em..."

You nudged him gently, and he managed a small smile. As the explosions lit up the sky, his ears perked up, and you noticed his tail wagging slowly. "I guess... Happy New Year," he mumbled, almost shyly, stealing a quick glance at you before daring to plant a sweet, hesitant kiss on your cheek.

🐙Azul Ashengrotto

Azul, surrounded by the grandeur of the Mostro lounge festivities, tried to maintain his usual confident façade. "Quite the display, wouldn't you say?" he remarked, nervously adjusting his tie.

As the clock struck midnight, Azul handed you a glass of sparkling juice with a shy smile. "To... um, good times and prosperity," he stammered, his eyes softening. When the last firework lit up the sky, he leaned in, hesitating before placing a delicate kiss on your cheek. "Happy New Year, my pearl. May our paths continue to intertwine."

🍄Jade Leech

Jade, with his cunning charm, led you to a secluded area. He observed the fireworks with a calculating look. "Aren't the explosions fascinating? It's almost poetic, the way they mirror the unpredictability of life."

As a particularly loud bang echoed, you flinched, and Jade's expression softened instantly. Without a word, he cupped your face gently, kissing away the surprise. "Happy New Year, my dear," he whispered, his eyes revealing the genuine affection beneath his enigmatic exterior.

👟Floyd Leech

Floyd, with his wild enthusiasm, couldn't contain his excitement as he watched the fireworks next to you. "This is amazing! Humans sure know how to party!" he exclaimed.

He grabbed your hand, pulling you closer. "Happy New Year, Shrimpy! Let's celebrate under the sea next time!" Floyd chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a wild excitement that only he could muster. As the fireworks reflected in his eyes, you couldn't help but be swept away by the infectious joy of the unhinged yet lovable merman.

🦦Kalim Al-Asim

With boundless energy, Kalim seized your hand, his eyes sparkling with sincerity. "Hey, friend! This is gonna be the best New Year ever, you'll see!" Leading you into the heart of the celebration, he grinned, "I've got a good feeling about this year, and I'm so grateful to have you with me!"

As the countdown began, Kalim's excitement reached its peak. "Make a wish with me!" he exclaimed, his eyes filled with hope. The moment the clock struck midnight, Kalim's warm smile turned tender. "Here's to you, to us," he said, pulling you into a heartfelt and genuine kiss, the kind that made you feel like the luckiest person in the world.

🐍Jamil Viper

Jamil, normally composed, took you aside into the quieter shadows. "The stars are quite beautiful tonight, don't you think?" he remarked, his eyes fixed on the night sky.

His usually stoic expression softened as he admitted, "This year has been...unexpected. I'm glad I had you by my side." The sincerity in his eyes spoke volumes.

When the clock signaled the arrival of the New Year, Jamil leaned in, his lips brushing yours gently. "Here's to more surprises and shared moments," he whispered, a rare smile gracing his face.

🪞Vil Schoenheit

Vil extended his arm with a flourish, his eyes locked onto yours with an unmistakable intensity. "Shall we embrace the beginning of the New Year together?" His voice, silky and confident, hinted at the depth of his admiration.

In a dimly lit corner, Vil's violet eyes bore into yours. "This year has been a canvas of challenges, but your presence has painted it with brilliance," he confessed, a seductive smile gracing his lips.

As the clock ticked down, Vil's fingers delicately traced the contours of your face, his touch leaving a trail of anticipation. He pulled you closer, his lips meeting yours in a sultry and lingering kiss. "To conquering obstacles together," he murmured, his voice a velvet whisper.

🏹Rook Hunt

Rook swept you into a lively dance under the twinkling lights. "Y/N, my heart's greatest treasure, let's waltz through the New Year with joy in our steps!"

In the midst of the celebration, Rook twirled you around, his eyes ablaze with affection. "Each year with you is a masterpiece, and I'm the luckiest artist to have you as my muse."

As the clock struck midnight, Rook recited a poem, his words painting a vivid picture of love and admiration. "To the one who turns life's mundane into magic, Happy New Year, mon Amour!" he declared before sealing the sentiment with a theatrically romantic kiss.

🍎Epel Felmier

Epel grinned with a touch of shyness as he handed you a wildflower bouquet. "I reckon these flowers ain't as pretty as you, but they're tryin' their best."

In a rustic corner, Epel taking you by the hand, a bashful expression on his face. "This year was full of twists, but it made sense with you around. You're my city lights in the quiet night."

As the countdown began, Epel stood a bit taller, puffing out his chest in an attempt to be manly. "Happy New Year, sugarcube," he drawled with a twinkle in his eye, before surprising you with a gentle, sincere kiss that spoke volumes of his affection. 

💀Idia Shroud

In the dim glow of the computer screen, Idia and you were engrossed in a virtual world. "This is the best way to spend New Year's," Idia remarked, his eyes focused on the game. You both laughed and chatted as the clock approached midnight.

Suddenly, Idia paused the game, looking a bit flustered. "I, uh, thought maybe we could take a break from gaming for a moment." He hesitated before leaning in, awkwardly pressing his lips to yours. The digital avatars mirrored the real-life sweetness of the gesture. "Happy New Year, Y/N. Thanks for being a part of my world, both online and offline."

🤖Ortho Shroud

Ortho, with his usual excitement, handed you a small handmade gadget. "I thought this could be a New Year's memory storage device! We can store all our happy moments in it!"

As the clock ticked down, Ortho held your hand, his robotic fingers gently intertwined with yours. "Ready for the first memory?" he grinned. A burst of confetti erupted from the gadget, and he giggled, "Happy New Year, Y/N! Let's make countless memories together!"

🐉Malleus Draconia

Malleus observed the festivities with curiosity, his bright green eyes fixed on the couples sharing New Year's kisses. Intrigued by the tradition, he approached you with a soft smile.

"May I join in this tradition, Y/N?" he asked, his demeanor gentle. When you nodded, he cupped your face in his soft hand, his lips meeting yours in a tender kiss. The touch of his lips conveyed a depth of emotion, and as he pulled away, he admitted, "I find myself quite smitten by this human tradition. Happy New Year, child of man."

🦇Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia, looking elegant as ever, smiled at you. "Ah, another New Year, my dear. It's not often that I partake in these festivities, but tonight is special because I'm spending it with you."

As the clock neared midnight, he raised a glass in a toast. "To many more shared moments, my dear," he said, his eyes sparkling. Lilia leaned in for a kiss, making the night feel even more magical. "Happy New Year, and may our time together be everlasting."

💤Silver

The soft glow of the moon bathed Silver in a gentle light as he slept peacefully. As the clock struck midnight, you leaned down and placed a delicate kiss on his forehead.

Silver's eyes fluttered open, and he blinked in surprise. "Did I miss the countdown?" he mumbled. You shook your head with a smile. He blushed, a genuine sweetness in his voice. "Happy New Year, Y/N. Thank you for being by my side."

⚡Sebek Zigvolt

Sebek, with his boisterous energy, was louder than the fireworks. "Y/N, I'll protect you from anything that comes your way this year!" he declared, standing proudly.

You chuckled at his enthusiasm and, feeling mischievous, leaned in for a quick kiss. Sebek blushed furiously, momentarily flustered. "Human, not in public!" he scolded, but his eyes betrayed a hint of bashful affection. "But, well, Happy New Year, Y/N. Let's make it a great one together."

🔔Rollo Flamme

Rollo, being at the Noble Bell College, found himself longing for your company. He hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to call you.

"Hey, it's me," Rollo mumbled, trying to sound nonchalant. "I just wanted to say... Happy New Year, okay? Don't think too much about it!" There was a brief silence before he added, "I'll make sure to spend the next New Year with you, got it?"

As the call ended, you couldn't help but smile at Rollo's charm and the genuine affection in his words.

[vscabarca]

could u do something really angsty with ferran torres

the Ibiza incident - Ferran Torres

summary: Ferran cheats on you during vacation, but tries to fix the mess he made.

genre: angst

warnings: cheating, swearing

a/n: anon you made it really hard to write something angsty about ferran lol, I just see him as fluff in person.

———

Your throat grew tight, your eyes started watering. This couldn’t be true.

You just came home from work, absolutely exhausted, wanting to relax in your shared home when your friend, Lucia, send you a TikTok link.

Not knowing what you were about to see, you opened the link, putting your feet onto the coffee table in the meantime.

It was a video recorded by a random girl, showing a guy a few feet away heavily making out with another woman. At first you didn’t understand why your friend would send you this, not until you looked at the hashtags. #ferrantorres #eltiburon #cheater #y/nandferran

Your heart stopped. Could this man really be your boyfriend of four years? Like hypnotized you rewatched the video about ten times until you finally spotted the tattoo on his upper arm. It really was your boyfriend, sticking his tongue into another girl’s mouth.

Ferran had told you he would go to Ibiza with a few of his friends, just enjoying his freetime. He had actually asked you to tag along, but due to work you couldn’t come with him. You trused him, you always had. There was never a time where you didn’t trust him, your relationship seemed to be healthy until now.

You felt sick, your head was spinning and tears were flowing freely.

"I‘m so sorry, I‘m already on my way.“ Your friend texted. You just laid there on the couch, head in your hands while you sobbed uncontrollably. You didn’t even realize your friend entered the shared apartment, not until she engulfed you in her arms.

„I thought he loved me.“ You sobbed, clinging onto Lucia’s sweater.

„I‘m so sorry Y/n, I don’t know why he would do something like that.“

That night ended in a blurr, you were so tired from all the crying that you just passed out on the couch.

The next morning came crashing down and you woke up to numerous texts and phone calls from Ferran.

„Baby answer me please“

„I know it looks bad but I can explain“

„I love you“

„please don’t ignore me baby“

7 missed calls by fer💕

„I‘m coming home today“

„we can talk things through“

The tears were already welling up in your eyes. How could someone who swore their love for you, who bought you a promise ring, who you experienced every firsts with, just throw all away for some minutes of pleasure? Lucia came with a cup of coffee and helped you calm down again.

„He doesn’t deserve you, you’re too good for him.“

You just sniffled but agreed with what she said.

„How about you spend some time at my place? I‘ll prepare everything and you pack some stuff to take with you, then I‘ll pick you up again.“ She suggested. Lucia really was a lifesaver, you didn’t know what you would’ve done without her.

You broke down again in the bedroom while putting some clothes into a small luggage. All those moments spent here, were it intimate nights, early morning cuddles or just napping together, it felt like your heart was ripped out of your chest once again.

The pictures of you two on the wall didn’t make it any better. Your fingers traced over a selfie of you and Ferran. It had been the night where he asked you to move in with him and of course you said yes.

The door of the bedroom suddenly was pushed open and a distressed Ferran stood in the doorway, the travelbag thrown onto the floor.

„Baby what are you doing?! I can explain.“ He stumbled towards you, but you only backed up, the tears flowing freely again. Was he really thinking you would forget what he had done?

„What the fuck do you think I‘m doing?! Why Ferran? I thought it was going well between us.“ You sobbed, clothes clutched tightly in your hand.

„I‘m so sorry, I messed up. She means nothing to me I swear. I love you.“ He tried to come closer but you just pushed him away.

„Who is she?“ At least knowing the truth would be nice.

„Just a random girl from instagram, she texted me to meet up and it just happened but-”

„How long? How long had this been going on?“ You interrupted, not believing any of this was really happening right now.

„Three weeks, but it only happened once in Ibiza, then I realized what a mistake I‘ve made.“ Only three weeks.

You didn’t listen to any of his bullshit but brushed past him, not really knowing where to go.

„Baby I swear I‘m so sorry.“ He chased after you, trying to grab your wrist to stop you from walking away.

„Don’t fucking touch me. You‘ve been cheating on me for three weeks, texting random girls. Did you sleep with her too?“ If he would answer yes, it would’ve been over for good, no „let me explain“ and „I only love you“ shit.

„I took her back to our house, yes“

You felt like you were about to faint, starting to cry once again. With an impulsive decision you slapped him across the cheek. It didn’t seem to hurt much, but he still couldn’t bare to look at you.

„We‘re over. You’re a fucking asshole and don’t try to apologize if you don’t mean it, otherwise you wouldn’t have cheated.“

You looked at him one last time, pulling off the ring he gifted you and placed it on the kitchen counter. You grabbed your luggage and walked through the door one last time that day.

[ingravinoveritas]

Did you see this picture yet? The first thing I realized was Michael's hand on David's back and their lovely smiles.

Hello! Yes, I did certainly see this group picture that was posted this morning, after every other picture had been posted. This is from Georgia's Insta, so for those who haven't seen the original post, here is a screenshot, along with a close-up of Michael and David, so we can see a little better:

It seems that Georgia's hashtag has been causing some confusion due to her use of an idiomatic expression, so for non-native speakers, the word "tits" has multiple meanings--colloquially, it's another word for breasts, but in British slang, a "tit" also refers to someone who is a fool or an idiot. So Georgia is saying here that she has tits, Anna has tits, and Michael and David are a pair of "tits" (idiots), which gives us the number three.

I did notice and enjoy that there is a "beading" theme to this picture, between David's suit and Anna's dress. I actually very much like her dress and how flattering it is, and it's something I would wear myself, although probably in a different color than white. I also love the way David's jacket sparkles, and there is something about him wearing it while standing next to Michael (who looks one box of bleach away from Aziraphale) that makes it have even more of a "the angel and the Starmaker" vibe to it. Because it's them. You know?

That was a large part of the impression I had of this picture, as it were. Of there being two distinct couples here, but perhaps not the couples you'd assume. It actually reminds me a lot of the picture that the four of them took in Lapland last year, which also looked like two gay couples rather than two straight ones. They all seem to look very comfortable in this arrangement as well, in a way that I felt was somewhat absent from a few of the pictures that were posted yesterday.

To your point, though, I did notice Michael's hand on David, and the warmth that radiated out just from that single touch. His hand is also noticeably low on David's waist, which echoes how we've seen Michael with his arm around David in the past, and is a lovely complement to David's hand being near Michael's neck. Michael's hair is also a bit disheveled compared to the red carpet photos, and I love the idea of it being messed up from a snogging session he and David were having in a coat closet before the girls pulled them out for a pic. Actually possible? Maybe, maybe not. But it's still a delicious thought.

Another thing I noticed is that there is something to the way Michael and David draw the eye in this picture. Georgia and AL are posing/smiling in the same exact way they do in every group picture...although unlike the others, this one wasn't a selfie, and so I wonder if that could be why they seem to be giving off a sense of discomfort to the camera. With Michael and David, the feeling is more one of hesitation. The warmth and crackliness and connection is still there, of course, but it's also almost as if they're holding back, somehow. Which doesn't seem very much like them, at least from what we've all see over the years.

It is a nice picture overall, though, which makes it unfortunate that Georgia's caption sort of takes away from the moment a bit. And given that she's been in the habit of adding these types of cutting comments/tags to a lot of her recent posts, it feels less like "British humor" and more like knowingly taking a dig at Michael and David. She could have just as easily posted the group pic without the hashtag, so at least for me, that's what makes her using it feel so deliberate.

So those are my thoughts on the Oliviers group picture. I am glad that we actually did get one of Michael and David, and to know that they did have the chance to interact at the event. I'd love to hear what other folks think as well, so feel free to add your perspective in the comments. Thanks for writing in! x

[my-writings-and-musings]

I return with some short/sweet Earthspark Starscream x Reader content to try and ease me back into writing! Hope you all enjoy!

The first slivers of morning light to reach your eyes were met with a grunt of displeasure and an instinctive roll to the side, the comfort of your extra toasty nest pulling you back into one of the better rests you'd ever had and pushing away wakefulness at any cost. A slight hum from below soothed all the tension from your body, bringing a smile back to your face as you snuggled deeper into the blankets. The outside world had nothing this cozy to offer you. 

Catching the familiar sound of a bot taking in a vent just below, you cracked open an eye to find the Seeker beneath your nest in the middle of a yawn, his lean frame flexing as he stretched his arms over his helm. Every movement was careful not to disturb the thin mattress and blanket tangle atop his chest acting as your bed, but you knew Starscream would want you up sooner rather than later. Closing both eyes and remaining limp, you tried to pretend to be in deep sleep, hoping his spark might be softened by the sight of his favorite human sleeping peacefully. 

A digit stroked along your cheek to dash your hopes, but you did your very best to stay still, even when he chuckled beneath you and the bounce carried through the mattress.

"Wakey wakey." he purred with another teasing brush of his thumb. It took all of your acting skills to stay still, your desire for sleep matched only by how much you enjoyed spending time with your beloved bot. He chuckled again and playfully brushed your hair aside, making it clear you were had with a boop of your nose. "I know you're faking, Y/N. You can't fool me so easily."

"Nooooo..." was all you could say, despite now being thoroughly awake. There was just something about snuggling next to a spark that was more comfortable than you could possibly put into words.

"Come now; I didn't visit so you could use me as a glorified bed frame. Up." he said, still playful but slightly more firm as he tugged on your blankets. Relenting with a yawn, you rubbed your eyes and accepted his help climbing to the floor, bare feet meeting the large carpeted rug that the Seeker usually slept on. Blinking the sleep from your eyes, you walked over to the heavily upgraded barn's makeshift kitchenette and flicked on the lights. Starscream removed your nest from his chassis and stretched out his lean frame with further teasing. "Besides, it's rude for the host to rise after guests."

"Mhmm..." you replied as your stomach gave its first growl. Not willing to put much effort into feeding yourself, you opened a cupboard for your favorite cereal and set about pouring it in a bowl. Bright blue optics turning to the sound compelled you to speak as you added the milk before returning it to the tiny fridge. "It's rude for hosts to eat without serving guests too, but if you want breakfast, we'll have to swing by the Maltos. I don't exactly have energon on tap."

Starscream averted his gaze, expression briefly looking more conflicted than distraught at the idea before he recovered, mock disgust shielding his ego as usual.

"As much as I enjoy those visits..." he sighed and rested his arms behind his helm, as if the very idea was wearing him out. "It's far too early for that much affection. I can wait."

It was your turn for teasing. The Malto kids had a much more positive view of the Seeker after his dramatic and timely rescue, and as such, swarmed him like eager puppies whenever the two of you stopped by. You found it utterly adorable, especially when he tried his hardest to pretend such tender displays of affection weren't to his liking, or that Hashtag didn't have him at her beck and call for selfies, movie watching, or whatever else her spark desired. Finishing up another spoonful, you carried your bowl over and sat beside his helm, smiling as he cracked open an optic. "Awwww, not ready to be swarmed by your fan club?"

"Not at the moment... Their energy is boundless." he said dramatically, pinching the bridge of his nose as if fighting a headache. You knew he was being silly even if he wasn't exaggerating too much. Any one of the Malto kids was a boundless ball of youthful exuberance, and by their powers combined they could wear out even the most energetic adults. Starscream always fell into deep, unshakeable recharge after those visits, and you were never far behind. The Seeker sighed as he leaned his helm against your side, resembling a twenty foot cat so closely you couldn't resist the urge to give his helm a loving stroke. A smug yet affectionate smile pulled on his lips as he savored the gentle touch. "I'd much prefer a quiet morning, free of obligations. I've more than earned it." 

"I can handle that. How about a movie?" you replied quickly, reaching for the remote that had been tucked in your blanket nest. Clicking on the wall mounted flatscreen that Starscream continuously claimed to have obtained legally before gifting to you, you scrolled through a dozen or so streaming apps. 

Holding forth his cupped palm, Starscream agreed with a predictable caveat. "So long as I get to pick. I am the guest, after all."

"You're the guest." you agreed with a smile, handing the remote over before finishing up your cereal and shoving the bowl aside. The Seeker skillfully managed the human sized buttons as you snuggled against his side, just able to hear the birdsong of a beautiful morning beginning outside. As far as you were concerned, the whole world could wait while the two of you enjoyed the simple delight of a lazy morning. Judging by how his arm not so subtly curled around you, he felt exactly the same.

[lowkeyrobin]

Can i have mcyt + cellbit with a reader who has lots of pets like reptiles, birds and mice and stuff?

ooooo okay!! I don't know too much about little rodent pets (/lh) so I had to do some research, bare w me if anything is weird or wrong lmaooo

MCYT ; animal sanctuary

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, & cellbit

warnings ; language, talk of harm towards animals

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

"Holy shit, what is this? an animal sanctuary? this is your house???"

he loves all ur animals dw

he's afraid of the little parakeets though

he mistakes them for pigeons at first 💀💀

"WHY ARE THERE SPY BIRDS IN YOUR HOUSE???"

"what⁉️⁉️"

he's jittery around the mice and rats but he comes to love them

if you have a lizard/salamander that likes to be heald/climb all over ppl, you know damn well he's allowing it to crawl all over him

so many selfies and pictures of the little critters all over his insta, tik tok and even twitter

he makes a whole segment in his show to talk about your animals 😭😭

"the first time I ever went to y/n's house, I actually almost pissed myself" cue pictures of your little critters on the screen behind him "these fuckers are so terrifying. you see that bird right there? he mocks me everytime I speak! hashtag ban rodents 2024"

RANBOO

absolutely loves the reptiles and fuzzy critters

always taking pictures of them

you two do this fun thing by inspiring outfits around your different animals

like one day it'll be a certain salamander and another it'll be one of your birds

loves handfeeding the critters

loves posting their goodnight pics with one of your critters in hand/climbing on them

you guys go to animal shelters if you wanna find a new pet or buddy for a critter of course

yall always get the ones with the saddest backstories and shit

ranboo gets an axolotl

they're obsessed with her, and is so good at raising the fishy lizard 🫶

you bring a salamander over to meet the fish and they have a connection istg

ranboo takes a pic and posts it to Twitter; "two best friends in two different worlds"

is probably slightly afraid of the birds at first, they're scared of being bit

uses funny pictures of your animals as reaction memes

FREDDIE BADLINU

absolutely loves all your little critters

loves all the colors of them as well, especially the reptiles and birds

if you have a snake, he's terrified to get near it but will always take pictures of it climbing all over you

"You feed him spiders?? 😨😨😨"

he's the bird master

birds all over him all the time, he's a walking bird nest

always taking pics of/with your animals

if you have hamsters, good lord he's paying more attention to them than you 😭😭

"hiiiii, how are you today?"

"why do you actually care about my mice more than me"

also loves taking to the birds that talk back

has genuine conversations with them too

you do a cooking stream and he HIDES A RAT IN HIS HAIR FOR TEN MINUTES

"what the fuck"

"BAHAHAHHAA"

NIKI NIHACHU

absolutely adores all your little creatures

always has to show them off online

and always telling stories on stream

"y/n has this one salamander and she likes to nibble fingers, and one time-"

always taking cute pics with the pets that like to be heald/like to climb on people

she's literally an animal godess I swear

she's a critter whisperer sorry not sorry

always taking videos of funny moments / when you're giving all them time outside the cage

there's always birds on her shoulder, sleeping beauty ass 😭🙏

literally becomes a photographer for ur pets, she takes the best pictures ever

she makes them little hats and accessories 😭😭😭

always buying them toys as well

in the middle of the night you'll be awoken with the RMRMRMRMRMRM of the hamster wheel she got the hamsters

ALEX QUACKITY

"HOLY SHIT WHY DO YOU HAVE SO MANY FUCKING ANIMALS?"

literally has to make a note on his phone to keep track of all the names

he is not touching no damn reptile

always posting pics online

you guys start fostering critters as well

turns on loud meme music and has a concert with the mice

he knows how to call the birds like he's fucking sleeping beauty

"how tf did you just do that???"

"magic"

"okay then 🤨"

you foster a duck together that had her wings clipped

you name her together (it's named daisyhq I can't even make this up. you did the hq btw)

mice and rats all over him and his desk 24/7

and he'll gladly show them off on stream

"can we get a parrot?"

"my brother in christ we already have two birds?"

CELLBIT

also lovessss your critters

he genuinley has conversations with the birds

so many pictures of your animals on his social media LMAO

he names the new ones (you left it all up to him) the most random things

always asking you about toys before he buys them because he feels bad because what if they're lonely and sad but he doesn't wanna potentially hurt them either

always fucking around with the birds when they're hyper

also plays tag with the mice/rats

also loves showing them off on stream and ranting about them for a solid ten minutes

he finds a rat on the qsmp and names it after one of your rats

walks back in the house one day with a rat like "I found a friend! :D"

"Holy shit bro"

selfies with critters in his hair >>>>

alright this is all I got this took me way too long...

[veganineden]

How I Came to Love Good Omens

The official Good Omens account asked to use my cosplay selfie for the recent, "Who is the Crowley to your Aziraphale?" posts on Twitter and Instagram to promote Season 2 (greatest moment of my cosplay career, that) and I was waiting to see if they would post it to Tumblr so I could sweep in with my fun Good Omens fan origin story and possibly get @neil-gaiman to chuckle but it has not yet happened, so we're going with the old-fashioned text post method.

In college I was an English Lit major. I had a few author-specific classes, including one on Sir Terry Pratchett. (Yes, I wrote academic papers on Discworld.)⁣ ⁣ Ever since, if I happened across a Terry Pratchett book on a shelf somewhere, I read it.

Late Spring of 2019, I was at my friend’s place and saw Good Omens wedged between a few other books in her collection. I vaguely recognized the title, saw ��Pratchett,” and asked to borrow it.⁣ I zipped through it, finishing it on my train ride home from work later that week—and, this is the best part— all done, I checked my emails.

I am subscribed to Merriam-Webster Dictionary’s Word of the Day. There was the day’s word in my inbox:⁣ ⁣ Ineffable. ⁣

I cracked up loudly and then tweeted about it with the hashtag #GoodOmens, and was then VERY confused two little dudes popped up next to the hashtag. Why on earth was there an icon for a novel as old as me? ⁣ I clicked around and discovered a series was airing soon on Prime. I was very excited about it. No, I did not realize at the time how much it would come to mean to me, but I was tickled by the coincidence/fate of it all anyway.

[unpopularwriter25]

*Barge in through the door quickly* I GOT A REQUEST! A CUTE ONE TOO!! AND I REALLY REALLY WANT IT 100% fluff!!!

OK, so I want a Michikatsu/Kokushibo x Reincarnated! Modern! Reader. So the plot is: Reader got Reincarnated in kny as Michikatsu's fiancée with kny memories n all, you can bet that she can and will tease Michikatsu with modern comebacks/slang words. Or maybe teach him some too!! Also this is pre-yoriichi one, basically one before Michikatsu become jealous of Yoriichi.

I want this into Angst... Kill Reader off in the middle of story!! LET MICHIKATSU BE SAD! AND HE TURNS TO DEMON!!!!! but here's the twist, since Reader's soul not in this world— She got Reincarnated again!! With all her memories!! And after like, years (200 years for Koku, and 17 years for Reader since she reborn again) the both meet each again~ cue Reader punch and lecture Kokushibo for choosing becoming a demon, of course they still get along well... bonus if Kokushibo ended up proposing Reader again (Boi needs happiness).

I kinda want an ending of where Reader and Koku ended up being Tanjiro + Nezuko 2.0. I MEAN, IMAGINE CHIBI KOKUSHIBO IN A BOX!!! That and Reader & Kokushibo ended up helping the demon slayer crops beating Muzan's ass!

Thank youuuuu!! Also the moment I got this idea, I just HAD to send it to you xD

Once again you're coming in with the 10/10 request! 😂 I hope you enjoy~!

Eternal Vows: The Rebirth of Love and War

Warnings: Mentions of death.

Summary: a modern soul reincarnates as the fiancée of Michikatsu in the world of 'Demon Slayer.' Despite their joy, tragedy strikes, leading to her death and Michikatsu's transformation into a demon. Two hundred years later, she reincarnates again, and they reunite, determined to fight Muzan together. Their enduring love and unique bond bring hope to the Demon Slayer Corps as they face the ultimate battle.

The sun cast a warm glow over the peaceful countryside, the air filled with the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant calls of birds. In a quaint village nestled among rolling hills, Michikatsu and his fiancée walked hand in hand. The reader, a modern soul reincarnated into the world of 'Demon Slayer,' couldn't help but smile at the simplicity of this era, a stark contrast to her previous life.

"Michikatsu," she said, her voice playful, "have you ever heard the term 'YOLO'?"

Michikatsu glanced at her with a puzzled expression. "Yolo? What does that mean?"

She laughed, the sound light and carefree. "It means 'You Only Live Once.' It's a reminder to make the most out of life."

He smiled softly, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "You always have such peculiar sayings."

"Oh, just wait until you hear about 'selfies' and 'hashtags'," she teased, earning a chuckle from him.

The days passed in a blur of joy and contentment. Michikatsu's admiration for his fiancée grew with each passing moment. She brought a sense of wonder and excitement into his life, her modern slang and comebacks a constant source of amusement.

One evening, as they sat beneath a sakura tree, she began teaching him more about her world. "So, in my time, we had these things called memes. They're like... funny pictures with captions that people share."

He raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Show me how to create one."

Grinning, she picked up a stick and drew a crude image in the dirt. "There, that's the face. Now you add a funny caption. Like, 'When you realize the Demon Slayer Corps is after you.'"

Michikatsu laughed, the sound rich and full of life. "You have such a vivid imagination."

But fate can be cruel. One fateful night, the village was attacked by a powerful demon. Despite their efforts, Michikatsu and his fiancée were separated in the chaos. As Michikatsu fought valiantly, his fiancée was struck down, her lifeless body cradled in his arms.

"Why?" Michikatsu's voice broke with grief as he held her close. "Why did this happen?"

Her last breath was a whisper, "Remember... YOLO."

Her death shattered Michikatsu. Consumed by sorrow and rage, he turned to Muzan Kibutsuji, seeking the power to avenge her. In his anguish, he became a demon, losing himself to darkness.

Two hundred years later, in a bustling modern city, the reader was reborn. Her memories of Michikatsu and her previous life remained vivid. At seventeen, she felt an inexplicable pull towards the past.

One evening, as she walked through an old forest, she stumbled upon a familiar figure. Kokushibo, now a powerful demon, stood before her, his six eyes widening in shock.

"It's you," he whispered, his voice a mix of wonder and regret.

Without hesitation, she punched him in the arm. "What the hell were you thinking, becoming a demon? YOLO, remember?"

Kokushibo's expression softened, a sad smile playing on his lips. "I never forgot."

Despite the centuries that had passed, their bond remained unbroken. They spent hours talking, sharing stories of their lives apart. Slowly, Kokushibo began to heal, his love for her rekindled.

One night, under the same sakura tree, he knelt before her. "Will you marry me again?"

Tears filled her eyes as she nodded. "Yes, Michikatsu. Always."

Together, they joined forces with the Demon Slayer Corps, their unique bond and combined strength a powerful weapon against Muzan. Kokushibo, with his diminutive form and chibi-like appearance, often rode in a specially crafted box on her back, a sight that never failed to bring smiles to their comrades.

As they stood side by side, ready to face the ultimate battle, she looked at him and grinned. "Ready to kick some demon ass, my love?"

He nodded, determination burning in his eyes. "Together, always."

And so, Michikatsu and his fiancée, now united once more, became an unstoppable force, their love and strength paving the way for a brighter future.

[mvneaten]

౨ৎ ₊˚﹒✶ JANUARY 15TH MARKED PRIM’S 26th birthday. to celebrate the milestone, the idol had an industry wide birthday party, choosing to spend her special day beachside at doellette’s very own exclusive OPULENCE RESORT. given the expensive location and expansive guest list, it was compared to a red carpet event rather than a ‘small get together’ — as primrose had labelled it. the all exclusive party had the presence of press, with professional photographers also present to capture pictures of the night, filled with dinner, dancing and music.

the idols in attendance included prim and the rest of social suicide, darling mine’s doe, heyday’s elias and gyujin, soloists kaori and jang-mi ( @sug4rsweet &&. @rosesnthornz), venus’ bliss (@venusvity), lunarix’s navi (@mediadollz), allume’s jamie (@alllume), krush’s kaleina and aeri (@urmykrushhh), rule of rose’s darling and janelle (@bludthirst), merveille’s anais and dove (@story6ook), hashtag’s yoora and yeonhee (@hshtag), starcrush’s sunday and star (@stariified), plastic flowers’ serin (@plasticflwrs), lucid’s suyin (@dr3amluc1d) &&. lucky’s han and hiro (@lvcky0ne).

౨ৎ ₊˚﹒✶ THE LOOKBOOK !

—— the theme for event was white glam, with prim showing up in a pearl skirt and corset she had custom made for the night. guests were to enter via a white carpet, in contrast to red, to further fit the theme. nana’s outfit was a simple white dress with a large jacket and fur boots, along with a fur purse. bae instead opted for something more chic, wearing a white dress with a fur edge that extended towards the back. fans got a first look at the girls’ outfits for the night on prim’s official instagram, where she posted the three of them with the caption ‘🤍🤍’.

౨ৎ ₊˚﹒✶ THE PHOTOBOOK !

—— prim spent most of night taking photos of the event, taking selfies with the others in attendance and just trying to capture every moment of the night. her story, along with the stories of nana and bae, were filled with photos from the night. the most notable post was of nana the the rest of the party together on the white carpet, captioned ‘this night was so special because of all of you <;3’

౨ৎ ₊˚﹒✶ THE EVENT !

—— the night was highlighted by it’s dinner, with a range of courses on offer for those in attendance to enjoy, accompanied by music and dancing. taking place in opulence’s ballroom, the party also had access to the beach behind them, watching the sun set as they all shared cocktails before the official party started. some snuck away to swim, while others instead opted to stay inside and enjoy the ambience. regardless of how guests chose to spend it, it was a fun night for all involved. towards the end, bae gave a toast for the birthday girl, wishing her “a life full of love and laughs.”

౨ৎ ₊˚﹒✶ HAVE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO SHARE ?

if you were in attendance of the party that night, share the experience with the tag #primsbbb !! feel free to share your outfits, photos, and anything interesting that may have happened at the party ! everyone who was there will also receive an exclusive press interview – so keep an eye on your ask boxes !

[glitchtricks94]

Rough Day

Riddle Rosehearts x Reader Drabble

I saw @love-thanatopsis was craving Rosehearts content and I wanted to joke around and say do not tempt me and then mid joke rant I got an idea so now were here. Anyways, have fun with Riddle! -Glitchtricks Word count: 1.2k

Riddle was good with planning, one could even say it's his hobby! With you, there were no exceptions; he had many things planned out, his mind practically rivaling Azul Ashengrotto's when he really cranked up the juice on his intentions, that is, until he actually approached you. When he came near you, the sun practically vanished in his poor, anxiety ridden mind and he was reduced into a stuttering mess compared to the smooth conversation self he had built; oh, the frustrations he felt being around you, such a precious rose! Nevertheless, he still steeled his nerves and asked you out.

That was two months ago. Now, here you were, wondering where the fuck your boyfriend and small racoon/cat monster that perpetually reeked of smelly canned tuna were. Attempting to call Riddle yielded nothing, all texts were left on read, a faux pas that felt like a knife in your poor, squishy heart, and for some reason, Ace, Deuce, Trey and Cater were keeping you occupied with whatever they hell they could think of! Deuce decided to play mysterious bad-boy with you and drag you away with Epel on a magical wheel, making an impromptu trip to the beach, where your dumbasses, as you lovingly called them, then proceeded to wrestle in the sand until Cater showed up. First thing that your darling upperclassman did? Drag you to stand by the sparkling waters of the sea and snap so many selfies, the meaning of the word "selfie" was lost to you in a haze of hashtags, reshoots and far too much slang for your little brain to fully grasp; you wanted to strangle all three of them in that moment. Unfortunately, you lacked both the strength and arm count needed to do so. Seriously, Deuce is stronger than he looks, same with Epel, the little shits...

After finally getting dragged back to campus to get lunch by Cater, you attempted to locate Riddle and Grim again, however, no dice, and only Hearts and Clubs greeted you... Ace and Trey were the ones to bug ya this time, Ace being a jackass and cracking you up with jokes that'd make Riddle turn red from anger/embarrassment and Trey insisting you try some fun looking cake pops he made earlier and point out how he could improve. This is the time where it must be pointed out you know nothing about baking, and everyone that's ever tasted Trey's treats is jealous as all hell. You gave a mint cake pop to Ace. "You need a breath mint and this is the closest I got." You said, Ace gasping dramatically. "Rude!" He unceremoniously chomped down on his treat.

Evening has now fallen.... And you hate everything with every piece of your soul. You had no contact with your boyfriend, the little fuck just straight up ghosting you, your friends were running you ragged more than usual, and you still had no idea where Grim was so you were really fucking scared for him. Yes, the cat bastard was a pain in your side, but he was your pain and you loved him! A saddened sigh left your lips as you finally trudged back to Ramshackle, ready to cry into a pillow over your literal everything aching and hope all of this was some sort of bad dream. Imagine your surprise when you saw all the lights off inside your dorm and the sound of...is that violin music? Raising a brow, you ran to your dorm, throwing open the door and flicking on the nearest light, your eyes widening as you finally laid eyes on your dearest Riddle Rosehearts; dressed up in his dorm uniform with Grim dressed in a bowtie and...a little waiter suit(?) , with a beautifully intricate candle light dinner. Oh, and Ace and Deuce were in the background, somehow playing violins. You just blamed some of the ghosts, you know for damn sure your dumbass buddies can't play string instruments well.

"Hello, my rose." Riddle spoke, smiling softly at your shocked expression. Just as planned, your surprise melted into happiness as you rushed towards Riddle and kissed his petal soft lips, the Heartslabyul dorm head ignoring Ace's obnoxious faux gagging faces. "Was this where you were all day?" You asked softly when you pulled away, looking into those pretty slate grey orbs that practically glowed with adoration that no other would receive from him. "Yes, and my apologies for possibly worrying you." The redhead replied softly, brushing some hair out of your eyes. "I borrowed Grim and asked the others of my dorm to keep you occupied for the day whilst I prepared this. I hope you aren't too upset with me." "I was going to be, but this changes everything, you absolutely perfect man!" You cheered, making Riddle's cheeks ignite a soft red hue. Oh how he lavishes in your praises. "Excellent, as perfect as I planned it." "You and your plans. Shall we-" ScReeeEEEccccH!- Oh dear, sweet Seven, what did your dumbasses do?! Riddle instantly grew enraged. His perfectly romantic plan for the night that he was painstakingly patient for when setting up, all those calls he had to ignore, all the texts he had to hold back from replying to, everything reduced to ashes! "Uh...S-Sorry-" Deuce stammered, Grim sneaking up to the table and eating everything on the table while Riddle wasn't looking. You let out a shrill scream at the sight, Riddle whipping around and seeing the sight and letting out a yell, his magic pen in hand. "OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!" Riddle screamed, collaring Grim, much to his chagrin and then whipping around and collaring Ace and Deuce, Ace complaining and Deuce looking horrified. "Hey, it was an accident!" Ace protested. "What?! You were whispering to the ghosts that they sucked at playing!" Deuce replied. "Fgnyah! Get this thing off me! You can't do this to-" "Get out! All three of you, get out!" Riddle yelled angrily. "You have all ruined everything! GET OUT!" With that, your friends and cat/racoon monster bolted out of the building, leaving you with your now stressed boyfriend to comfort. Which you do, because you love him; he's your gremlin and you love him. "Riddle..." "What!" The redhead barked, looking at you with rage. Wordlessly, you cupped his cheek in your palm, the action making him relax slightly. "All I wanted was to see you today. How about we make some popcorn and munch on some candy together? I have a few movies we can watch while cuddling." You suggested, Riddle pausing before gaining a saddened expression. "I just...I wanted to do something nice for you, my rose..." "Oh Riddle, you do that just by going out with me." You replied sweetly, making Riddle melt inside. Oh how he loved you, you always knew how to make him feel good. "So, why don't we get those movies, get that candy, get that popcorn and kick back and relax, yeah?" "I...I suppose so..." Riddle quietly conceded, leaning into your palm and greedily accepting the kiss you planted on his lips. "Good. We both need this after today."

[ohheyitsjustbear]

1, 20, 31

Hiiiii Blue 💙

1. selfie

20. what is your favourite song at the moment?

31. 3 random facts

Australia is wider than the moon.

Pigeons can tell the difference between Picasso and Monet.

The real name for a hashtag is an octothorpe.

Thank youuu for the ask lovely 😘

[vorish-wonderland]

Cater wants to get THE perfect shot for his Magicam. You know how to help him, and Cater decides to listen to your strange advice.

Includes: soft/safe vore, willing prey

★✦The Perfect Shot✦★

☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

"I mean... I guess it's worth a shot!" Cater said, after you told him that a great idea for a selfie would be him smiling with you in his mouth.

Cater picked you up, and brought you up to his face.

"But you're sure you wanna do this, (Y/N)?" He asked. "I mean, we don't know how this'll go down."

"It's gonna be fine, Cater! And you'll get a ton of likes, I assure you!!" You gave him a thumbs up.

Cater opened his mouth, and gently placed you in there.

You adjusted yourself so you were comfortably lying on your back, and giving a peace sign to the audience.

Cater took a few moments to get his phone at the right angle, and then-

Click!

Cater took a few more pictures at a few different angles.

While he captioned the post and wrote out the hashtags and tagged you in the post... he ended up swallowing you, forgetting you were in there.

"...(Y/N) was still in there, weren't they." Cater said to himself. "Dammit."

You knew for a fact Cater would make sure you're safe, so you weren't too worried about being a bit deeper inside of him than you'd expected.

When you arrived at Cater's stomach, your phone vibrated in in your back pocket.

Your phone was so bright compared to how dark the inside of Cater was, it hurt your eyes a bit.

Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: lol sorry (Y/N) 😅 Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: completely forgot u were in my mouth, my bad!

ShrimpleAsThat: no worries Cater

Cater sent you a picture of himself in front of a mirror, with a red arrow pointing at his stomach edited over the photo.

Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: hard to believe ur in there Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: it does feel kinda nice Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: I'm obv gonna get u outta there but like Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: it feels REALLY good

You considered your current situation.

On one hand, you're inside Cater's stomach, which comes with a LOT of potential danger... but on the other hand, you know Cater won't let you get hurt...

And, you know, the constant moving and massaging via peristalsis felt nice...

Your decision has been made.

ShrimpleAsThat: hey, no rush ShrimpleAsThat: I'm all comfy cozy in here lol ShrimpleAsThat: so enjoy this for as long as you want, I sure will~

Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: oh, sick ^^ Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: just let me know when u want out, k? Cray-Cray♦Cay-Cay!!: in the meantime, u just enjoy urself in there~

You turned off your phone, and prepared yourself for a peaceful afternoon.

[sickiebabytae]

If your requests are still open and if you have time, can I request a scenerio where a member eats something way too late at night (like ramen or something) and wakes up in the morning really nauseous? My brain is screaming either Jungkook or Namjoon but I’ll leave the sickie up to you! ❤️ thanks in advance!! I love your writing

thank you so much for the request, anon!! I'm so so sorry it's taken me literally forever to get to this, and that I kind of derailed a bit when it came to the original plot 😭😭 I hope this is still to your liking!

sickie: jungkook

caretaker: namjoon

word count: 2125

jungkook knows this will be a bad idea the moment he sets out the (six) ramen cups neatly on the table, but rational thinking isn't really in his ballpark right now. he's been feeling stressed out from their tour lately, and feels as if he hasn't been performing as well as he should be, so he thinks he needs a good stress-eating session to get his mind off of things. 

but as jungkook takes a step back and looks at the ramen cups laid out, he can't help but laugh to himself. "this is so stupid." he murmurs, pulling out his phone. this is something he thinks army might enjoy. plus, he's been trying to be more active on Twitter recently. he captions the photo with something funny and his hashtag before setting his phone down and beginning.

just as he finishes getting through the first cup and a half, lips already zinging with spice, he feels his phone vibrate against the table. he picks it up and sees it's a message from namjoon.

rapmon hyung: jungkook what the hell are you doing

rapmon hyung: I saw your post -_-

jungkook feels a sheepish smile spread across his face.

jungkook: … I'm eating my emotions

jungkook: :D

rapmon hyung: good god jungkook

rapmon hyung: this screams bad idea, you know

rapmon hyung: your stomach is going to hate you tomorrow :/

jungkook: ill be fine hyung dw

jungkook: we've got a off day tomorrow anyways, it'll be fine

rapmon hyung: you know jimin wants to go sightseeing tomorrow

jungkook: yeah, I know, I'll be okay for it :)

jungkook: please don't worry hyung, it cant turn out THAT bad

jungkook can practically hear namjoon sighing from his hotel room a few doors down

rapmon hyung: okay fine

rapmon hyung: I trust you

rapmon hyung: but don't say i didn't warn you

jungkook: ay ay captain

with that, jungkook returns to his food.

this was definitely a bad idea, jungkook thinks to himself when he's all done. well, mostly done. by the last two he couldn't bring himself to finish off the soup at the bottom. his stomach is already bloated and full beyond belief.

he decides to make light of the situation and posts an update to twitter with one photo of the (nearly) empty ramen cups and one selfie of him looking, very rightly, in pain. his lips feel swollen and his nose won't stop running and itching from the spice, eyes watery too. he throws all the cups away and shuffles into the bathroom, washing his face down and stifling a burp into his hand. he shudders and sighs. "you idiot, jungkook," the singer whispers to himself, voice thick. he pushes himself back out to his room and gets into bed. maybe lying down will help him digest, he thinks, all lessons he's ever learned in his entire life failing to come to him as his eyes start drooping closed. he feels like he's going to be sick already and he doesn't like it. maybe he'll just… rest his eyes for a moment. let the world fall silent around him. yeah, yeah that's what he'll do. 

against his will, jungkook begins to fall asleep, and he drifts off before he's even able to stop himself.

jungkook wakes up in the middle of the night, sweaty and stomach cramping. he winces and sits up instantly. "oh god- fuck-" he swings his legs over the side of the bed, but that alone forces stomach acid up that burns his throat as he burps. he places a hand over his mouth and cringes, swallowing. "shit-" he freezes in place with no idea what to do. how did this happen? he feels so much worse than when he did when he-

he fell asleep. a groan leaves his lips. he just had to have fallen asleep. his stomach is killing him, bubbling and churning. he thinks he's going to throw up. 

moving slowly, he shuffles to the table and grabs his phone. more stomach acid burns up his throat, swallowing again. he goes to text namjoon since he seemed to be the only one who was caught up with his shenanigans the night before and sees that he missed a message right before he fell asleep.

rapmon hyung: jungkook you look terrible-

rapmon hyung: did you really eat all of that??

jungkook sighs before reluctantly sending a text of his own, deciding to ignore namjoon's. he only hopes that namjoon is either still awake or won't wake up from the message notification. he just wants someone to know what's happening

jungkook: I feel sick

jungkook: really sick

jungkook: I'm really sorry :( 

jungkook shuffles back to bed and sits down, not wanting to lay back in case it makes whatever acid reflux is going on worse. he jolts with a hiccup and grimaces, untucking his shirt from the jeans he'd forgotten to change out of that keep digging into his stomach. he slips his hand in between the hemline and his abdomen to give it some leeway, sighing when it provides the slightest bit of relief. he knows he should get up and change, but he doesn't want to risk it. he feels like the tiniest movement will set his stomach off.

his phone vibrates in his other hand to jungkook's surprise and he lifts it to look at the screen to see namjoon having responded to his message.

rapmon hyung: god kid I told u

rapmon hyung: hold on

rapmon hyung: I'm coming over

jungkook's eyes widen, mortified already. namjoon cant come, he knows he looks a mess.

jungkook: no no no-

jungkook: hyung it's fine really

jungkook: I just felt like someone should know

jungkook: hyung-

as jungkook types out his next text, he hears knocking at the door followed by a hushed, "jungkook? are you in there?"

jungkook suppresses a groan and slowly pushes himself to stand, stifling a low whimper when his stomach churns in protest. he makes his way to the door, unable to straighten properly from just how full and in pain he is, and opens it with cheeks flushed with both shame and the beginnings of what might be a fever. jungkook doesn't know at this point. "hey, hyung." he murmurs. he can't bring himself to meet namjoon's eyes.

he hears the leader sigh and make his way in, warm hands coming to rest by jungkook's sides. "you idiot, come on. let's go back to bed. I'll grab you some clothes."

jungkook manages a few short nods, trudging his way back to bed and laying down in a curled up position, fighting back a grimace and laying his hand back over his stomach. he can vaguely make out namjoon shuffling around the room, grumbling under his breath. probably something to do with jungkook's clothing organization. or lack thereof; jungkook has always had a bit of an unorthodox way of storing his clothes while on tour. it's just how his brain works, okay?

still keeping his gaze averted, jungkook feels the bed dip next to him. he allows himself the smallest of glances and notices the clothes on namjoon's lap. jungkook can't help but smile; those are some of his favorite pyjamas to wear on hard days. he didn't know that namjoon had picked up on it.

"arms up." namjoon orders gently. jungkook reluctantly complies. he can't help but blush when namjoon pulls his soiled, sweaty shirt off, feeling embarrassed that namjoon has to deal with this. to top it off, jungkook shivers when the air conditioning hitting him, realizing belatedly that his bloated stomach is now on display and painfully obvious. jungkook finds himself wrapping his arms around it as quickly as possible and curling in on himself. 

namjoon sighs. "jungkook-ah, look at me please." 

jungkook shakes his head stubbornly. but before he knows it, namjoon's hand comes up to his cheek and tilts his head up, their eyes meeting. jungkook finally clocks just how welled up with tears his are, and he can see it when namjoon clocks it, too. "jungkook, are you crying??"

at that, jungkook feels his bottom lip quiver. a sob bubbles up out of him, unexpectedly. "fuck, I'm sorry-" he tries to look away again, but namjoon doesn't let up. 

"hey hey, no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it sound like such a big deal I just-" namjoon sighs again. "you're feeling really sick, huh?"

jungkook manages a pathetic nod. another sob. 

namjoon gives a nod back. "okay, that's okay." he says; it sounds like he's talking more to himself than jungkook, but the maknae is too caught up in his self pity to notice it all that much. "we can get through this, not the first time one of us has gotten knocked down."

"but… the sightseeing… the others-"

"will understand if you can't make it tomorrow." namjoon promises with a gentle smile. "now let's finish getting you changed so you don't get more sick from the cold hitting you." 

it's been an hour and jungkook has yet to fall asleep. namjoon lays next to him, having already drifted off a while ago, snoring away without a care in the world. jungkook is extremely jealous. his stomach is still gurgling and churning and it doesn't seem to want to provide him with any relief any time soon.

slowly, carefully, jungkook pushes himself up into a sitting position, afraid that he might choke on the productive burps that keep crawling up his throat. he worries at his fingers. his breathing feels short and heavy and jungkook swears under his breath. he hates this. he hates being sick. arguably more than anything in the world. he hates feeling so gross and out of control and-

great, he's crying again. jungkook shoves his head into his hands and tries not to make too much sound. this is all his fault, and he knows it, and that makes the whole situation so much worse somehow; this disaster is a product of his own making.

jungkook's head continues to swim and swirl with thoughts, and before he knows it, something heavy rushes up his throat. his mouth waters dangerously, a sour feeling coating the back of his tongue and weighing it down. he's definitely going to throw up. he feels it coming on, and fast.

throwing the sheets off himself as quickly as he can, jungkook hurries to the bathroom and shuts the door behind him, hand clamped over his mouth. he crouches in front of the toilet with a few heavy pants, white-knuckling the sides of the bowl. the first wave of vomit comes out of him with a guttural gag before jungkook can even fully process that it's happened. and then another wave comes out. and then another. and then he's rolling; more specifically, his stomach is rolling. agonizingly so. 

jungkook tries his hardest to be quiet. he really, really does. but it's difficult to do so when each round of puke rips his breath from his chest and burns the way up his throat, eliciting involuntarily whimpers and groans and pants.

he feels a warm hand on his back before he registers the fact that someone has joined him in the bathroom; namjoon. jungkook can't help but give a choked sob. "i-i'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, I-"

"shh," namjoon hushes. "it's okay. just get everything up, it'll help you feel better."

namjoon's calm, deep voice helps some of the tension leave jungkook's muscles, but they quickly seize up again when he has to throw up once more.

after another five minutes or so go by, the last few filled with nothing but weak, unproductive gags and pants as jungkook tries to regain his breath, namjoon decides to make the executive decision that jungkook is done. the leader reaches over to flush the toilet and helps jungkook to his feet. "come on, let's wash out your mouth and go to bed."

jungkook gives a weak moan but lets himself be dragged to the sink, pliable. now that his stomach is left with nothing more than a dull ache, and waves of relief continually washing over him from the nausea finally being gone, jungkook is tired. so, so tired. he barely feels it as namjoon guides him through washing out his mouth and leading him back to bed, helping jungkook sit on the edge as namjoon shuffles off to grab a new shirt, jungkook having soiled the one he'd changed into from sweat. 

the boy is practically already out cold by the time he's been changed and tucked in. the last thing he registers is a gentle touch brushing back his hair and the familiar voice of his leader whispering for him to "sleep well, jungkookie."

[eisa-core]

GOLDEN DISC AWARD 🏆

The 37th Golden Disc Awards was held on January 7, 2023 in Bangkok. Seventeen took home three awards: Thai K-Pop Artist (Daesang); the Best Performance Award for 'HOT'; the Best Album Award with 'Face the Sun'.

RED CARPET

Daisy was wearing Alessandra Rich Long V-neck Dress.

AWARD SPEECH

The speech during the acceptance of an award is always a mess when it comes to Seventeen. Apart from S.coups, no one else wants to speak and they always fight over who should take the microphone. So in the backstage, they played rock paper and scissors to decide who should speak, one for each language. Seungkwan was the first to lose among koreans, but without even complaining about being chosen, he accepted it and prepared his speech for the first prize.

- 🍊 We came to Thailand for our bets tour last year. We’re very thankful for this thai k-pop award. We’re able to receive this amazing award thanks to all of you. I’m thankful for the members for working hard touring last year. And to our carats here, thank you so much! Thank you to our staffs, managers for working hard alongside with us. We will continue to show cool stages with the 13 of us this year. Thank you!

For the Americans, Vernon lost to Joshua, but he shrugged knowing that he probably would not say much (as he did).

-🐻‍❄️ We love performing in front of you guys and hope to do so for many more years. So stay tuned for our performance later on. Thank you!

Lastly Jeonghan, Hoshi, Daisy, and Dino got into an argument about who should say something in Japanese. «Should Daisy, who is fluent in Japanese, go?» - said Jeonghan, «Or maybe the one who pretended to be Japanese in school should go?» - Daisy's answer made everyone in the room laugh, including Jeonghan. «You have one minute before you go back to your seats!» - The voices of some staff members were heard, and Daisy realized it was time to give up, «All right, forget about the game, I'll do it this time!».

- 🌼 Carats, thank you so much for this incredible award, it's all thanks to you. And also thank you Woozi for producing this album, you deserve even more awards for your amazing words. Again, thank you very very much carats, we love you and we can't wait to show you more during 2023.

STAGE PERFORMANCE

Seventeen performed HOT; Cheers; _World; Don Quixote.

OTHER MOMENTS

«You're so cute i'm gonna cry» - Daisy said looking at Dino wearing bunny ears for a skit with all the 99 liners. «Stop it for god's sake» - He was hating being the maknae when Daisy squeezed his cheeks and Mingyu enjoyed it while taking pictures and videos of him. «Let's wait until we go back to Korea, i'll get my revenge!».

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There were not many artists present at the event, but Daisy was overjoyed to see G-Idle sitting next to where Seventeen were sitting. Hyejin and Soyeon, hadn't had a chance to meet each other in the last while as they were too busy, and they were taking advantage of this moment to be their usual best friends again, talking and sending each other some finger hearts despite the fact that only 2 seats were separating them. The media did multiple takes on the two of them causing fans of both groups, who, knowing of their friendship, to be flustered and were looking forward to nothing more than a selfie once the show was over!

TRENDING HASHTAGS

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#.ChoiSeungcheolPermedBlackHairAppearanceAtGDA trends at #30 and #34 respectively on Weibo's Entertainment trending list.

#.SeventeenWinsBestPerformanceOnGDA

#.BlondeWenJunhuiOnGDA

#.DonQuixote

#.DaisyandSoyeon

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