#headbands so this will be a personal challenge for me

[mbirnsings-71]

A REN FOR YOU!! A REN FOR YOU BECAUSE I NEEDED TO PRACTICE DRAWING HIM!! I'm stealing that locket idea now for the funnies he just opens it up and it's just them in their larping costumes SDVKNDFVNF

I know what his pfp is and I'm just saying, non-dog hybrid Ren is still so cursed to draw DFVKDNFBKNFGB-

Struggled with today's art but I have to draw Scar Daily or I implode basically- also Ren for @pup-pee because I have to practice drawing him and Martyn after all-

Also I think Non-dog hybrid Ren is cursed but like it's what we're working with here we're balling-

[021894s]

DEVIL’S TEMPTATION - p.sh

SUMMARY: At your colleges annual halloween party, playful teasing and shared glances lead you and sunghoon away from the crowd, turning a night of costumes and games into one of passion and desire.

PAIRING: fwb!sunghoon x f!reder

WARNINGS: language, vampire sunghoon (need), oral sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk

WC: 3k

You and Ningning are in your dorm room, clothes strewn everywhere, mirrors covered in smudges of makeup and remnants of past party prep. Ningning is busy applying her eyeliner in the small, circular mirror on your dresser, occasionally glancing over at you with a mischievous grin.

“Seriously, you’re going to kill him tonight,” she says, adjusting her angel halo as she takes in your devil costume. “He’s not even going to know what hit him.”

You roll your eyes but can’t help smiling. “It’s just a costume. And who says I’m dressing up for him?”

She laughs, not buying it for a second. “Oh, come on. I know you two only see each other ‘casually,’ but Sunghoon’s been glued to you ever since this little arrangement started.” She finishes her eyeliner with a flourish, then looks back at you. “Honestly, are you going to ignore him all night or have a little fun with him?”

You raise an eyebrow, smirking at your reflection as you adjust your devil horns. “Maybe both. We’ll see who breaks first.”

“Spoken like a true mastermind,” she says, giving you a proud nod. “Just make sure you save some time for me tonight, alright? I refuse to be ditched halfway through again.”

Laughing, you grab your purse and give her a playful shove. “Deal. Now come on, let’s get to that party and see if these costumes are worth all the trouble.”

The two of you head out, and the energy of the party is electric by the time you step into the packed living room. The music thumps through the walls, people already dancing, laughing, and mingling, each person’s costume somehow wilder than the last. But even through the crowd, your eyes find him — Sunghoon, leaning casually against the wall, his lips curled in that lazy smirk you know so well. He’s dressed as a vampire, black leather jacket hugging his shoulders, his prominent canines serving as fangs, gleaming when he finally spots you.

Ningning gives you a nudge. “Good luck, devil,” she teases before disappearing into the crowd.

You know that look, the way his gaze sweeps over you with the hint of a challenge. Smirking, you take your time sauntering over, putting a little extra sway in your step. His eyes roam from the devil horns down to the lace and leather of your outfit, and his smirk widens, intrigued. “Well, well,” he murmurs when you’re close enough to hear, his tone almost a purr. “Didn’t know the devil would look this good tonight.”

You roll your eyes, pretending not to feel the heat of his attention. “Guess that makes me your worst nightmare, huh?” you say, arching a brow as you match his playful tone. 

He laughs, reaching out to gently tug one of your devil horns. “Oh, trust me. I think I can handle a little hellfire.” His fingers linger on the headband for just a second longer than necessary, and you feel a shiver of anticipation race through you. It’s always like this with him — a constant tease, a familiar game where neither of you ever really wins or loses.

“Big words,” you quip, tilting your head. “But I’m not sure a vampire’s bite would faze me.”

He leans in, his voice dropping low enough to send a thrill down your spine. “Is that a challenge?” 

You raise an eyebrow, biting back a grin. “Only if you think you’re up for it.” 

Sunghoon’s grin widens, and he steps even closer, the space between you almost nonexistent now. “You know I always am.” 

The party rages on around you, but in that moment, it feels like it’s just the two of you, caught in a dangerous, thrilling game you can’t resist.

Sunghoon doesn’t miss a beat. As you exchange that familiar banter, he glances toward the kitchen, tipping his head toward the bar setup. “Want a drink?” 

You shrug, feigning nonchalance. “Depends. You offering to play bartender tonight?”

He chuckles, low and smooth. “Only for you.” He gently takes your hand, guiding you through the crowded room to the makeshift bar. He lets go, but you’re still keenly aware of his presence as he pours you a drink, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. 

He hands you the cup, fingers brushing yours, lingering just long enough to send a spark of excitement through you. You raise it to him in a mock toast, “To the devil and the vampire,” you say with a grin.

He raises his drink, his eyes never leaving yours. “To the deadliest duo in the room.”

You sip your drink, savoring the cool burn, and watch as he leans against the counter, his gaze lazy but focused, like he’s savoring every inch of your costume. It feels like a dare every time he looks at you — as if he knows exactly what he’s doing and exactly how it affects you.

“So…” he drawls, tilting his head as his eyes flicker to your horns, then back to your face. “What kind of trouble does the devil plan on getting into tonight?”

You laugh, shrugging. “Depends on who I’m with, I guess.”

He steps in closer, lowering his voice, his lips just barely brushing your ear. “If you’re with me, I can promise you all the trouble you want.”

A shiver runs down your spine, and you’re not sure if it’s from his words or the feeling of his breath on your skin. He pulls back slightly, his eyes locking onto yours, dark and intense. “You look incredible,” he murmurs, his voice softer now, almost intimate. “I’ve been trying not to stare, but shit… you make it impossible.”

You swallow, barely able to find your voice as he leans in again, this time his lips brushing your ear as he whispers, “I want you so bad right now.” 

And just like that, you’re melting, caught in the electric pull that seems to only exist between the two of you. The party fades into the background, the only thoughts in your head being of him and the growing wetness in your panties.

You can’t help the way your pulse quickens at his words, the room feeling suddenly smaller, the music dulling to a hum around you. Sunghoon’s fingers trail down your arm, lingering at your wrist before he takes your hand, his touch gentle but firm, as if daring you to stop him.

“Come with me,” he murmurs, his gaze intense, a spark of challenge flickering in his eyes.

You barely manage a nod, and he leads you away from the crowded living room, weaving through a throng of costumed students until you’re both tucked away in a quieter corner down the hall. It’s dark here, the shadows dancing across his face as he leans back against the wall, pulling you close, his hands finding their way to your waist.

“Just wanted some time alone with you,” he says, voice low, his fingers tracing little circles against your hips. He pulls you in even closer, his gaze locked onto yours, and you can feel the heat radiating off him, a promise in his touch.

You let out a soft laugh, raising an eyebrow. “I didn’t know vampires liked getting alone time with devils.”

“Vampires can’t help themselves,” he murmurs, his lips curving into a smirk. “Especially when the devil looks this tempting.”

His fingers trace along the edge of your costume, barely grazing your skin, and it’s enough to send a thrill through you. Your hands settle on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath the leather of his jacket, and he tilts his head down, his face mere inches from yours.

“You do this to me every time,” he whispers, his voice barely audible, his gaze intense. “Showing up like this… teasing me… you know exactly what you’re doing.”

You look up at him, biting your lip, feigning innocence. “Is that so?”

A low chuckle escapes him as he leans in, his lips ghosting over yours, his breath warm against your skin. “Don’t play innocent with me,” he says, his tone dark and teasing. “We both know exactly where this is going.” 

You barely manage a reply before his lips finally meet yours, the kiss slow and intense, his hands tightening around your waist. The world around you blurs, his touch grounding you in the moment, the heat between you sparking to life.

Sunghoon locates an empty room, its door slightly ajar, offering a tempting sanctuary from the party. With a swift movement, he pushes the door open, pulling you inside, the dimly lit room providing a stark contrast to the vibrant party atmosphere. Sunghoon kickes the door shut behind him the sound echoing through the quiet space. In the dim light,  your devil costume seemed to turn him on even more, eyes sparkling with mischievous intent.

"Shit baby, you have any idea what you’re doing to me right now?" Sunghoon asked, his voice low and husky. You smile, red lips curving devilishly. "Oh, I think I might have some idea,” you turn around, offering him a tantalizing view of your perfect, round ass, barely covered by the skimpy latex bottom.

Sunghoon's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight before him. He couldn't resist any longer. With a heavy sigh, he grabs your hips, pulling you back against his hardening length. "You’re such a fucking tease," he spoke, lifting the devil's tail attached to your costume, exposing the curve of her bare cheeks. He smacks your ass lightly, the sound echoing in the room, causing you to let out a surprised gasp. "Oh, you like that, huh? I can give you more."

"Yes, please," you moaned, pushing your ass back against him, inviting more contact. "need you so bad hoonie.”

Sunghoon's hands travel up your sides, his fingers tracing the outline of your latex-clad body, his touch sending shivers of pleasure through you. He reached around, unhooking the the top corset piece of your costume, his skilled fingers quickly freeing your perky tits from their confinement. Your nipples were already hard and erect, the cool air causing them to pebble even more.

"You're so beautiful, baby," Sunghoon whispered, his breath hot against your ear as he nuzzled her neck, his canines lightly grazing the sensitive skin. "gonna make you feel so good.” you arch your back, pushing yourself further into his hands, eyes closing in ecstasy as he began to knead and squeeze your sensitive flesh. 

Sunghoon's vampire costume added to the erotic atmosphere, his dark desire contrasting your fiery passion. He pushed you forward, guiding you to the bed in the corner of the room, his hands never leaving you body. As you lay down, Sunghoon stands over you, his erection straining against his pants."need to taste you, Y/N," he says, his voice thick with need. "fuck I needed you the moment you walked in, in this sexy ass costume.”

your eyes flutter open, pupils dilated with desire. "Please, hoon, need your mouth so bad." With a hungry growl, Sunghoon lowers himself between  your spread legs, his hands gripping your thighs as he gazes at your exposed pussy, already glistening with your arousal, the lips swollen and parted, inviting him in. He leaned down, his tongue flicking out to get a taste, his fangs grazing your sensitive inner thighs. 

"Oh, fuck, Sunghoon," you cry out,  hands gripping the sheets as he licked and sucked at your clit, his fangs nipping gently at the tender flesh. "Feels so good, Don't stop, please."

Sunghoon's tongue delved deeper, his lips wrapping around your sensitive bundle of nerves, sending her over the edge. your body trembled as waves of pleasure coursed through you, whiny moans filling the room. He lapped at your juices, his canines now fully exposed, leaving tiny marks on your inner thighs. 

"I want you inside me, Sunghoon," you panted, your body still quivering from your intense orgasm. "need to feel you now." Sunghoon rose, his eyes dark with desire, and quickly shed his vampire costume, revealing his muscular body and throbbing erection. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between your parted thighs, his cock hovering at your entrance.

"you want me baby? beg for me" he teased, his voice hoarse with need.

"I want it, Sunghoon," you pleaded, your hands reaching down to guide him into your waiting heat. "want to feel your cock deep inside me."

Without hesitation, Sunghoon thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion, eliciting a cry of pleasure from you as your bodies finally connected. He began to move, his hips snapping forward, driving into you again and again, skin slapping together in a primal rhythm.

"Oh, fuck Sunghoon, yes!" you cried out, nails digging into his back as you arched your body to meet his thrusts. "so big hoonie, feels so good"

“You’re so tight baby fuck. pussy suck me in so good, like you were made for me.” his movements become more urgent, his cock pounding into you, your bodies slick with sweat and desire. Sunghoon felt his own orgasm building, his balls tightening with impending release “so close baby cmon, milk my cock.” Your pussy clenched around him, your inner walls pulsing and milking his cock as you climaxed again, body shaking uncontrollably.

"Cum for me, baby," you begged, your voice hoarse and raw. With a guttural roar, Sunghoon let go, his body shuddering as he emptied his hot seed deep within you, your combined essence mingling in a passionate climax. 

you both lay entwined, hearts racing, as the echoes of pleasure reverberated through the room. Once yours breaths seemed to settle down into a slower rhythm, sunghoon is the first to speak. “You should dress up more often.” 

You turn your head to look at him, a chuckle leaving your lips, “is that what you fantasize about?” his fingers draw invisible shapes on the expanse of your tummy, “I mean, did you see yourself? how could I not fantasize about you all dressed for me.” 

you let out another laugh, changing your position so you’re straddling him, his hands immediately moving to your waist as he stares i’ll at you with hazy eyes, “who said I dressed up for you?” An amused expression appears on his face, “oh please, we both know you came here planning to get fucked.” 

You lean into him, your lips brushing against his ear, “maybe I did… what are you gonna do about it?”

He doesn’t respond, instead he switches the position again, hovering over you, “then I’m gonna make sure to fuck you as many times as I want.” 

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[musicforastylesrestaurant]

The Race Is On.

word count - 800.

Surely you were seeing things.

There was absolutely no way that your husband was standing in front of you.

“Surprise?”

You didn’t even have time to register what was going on before you remembered that you had to pick someone.

And of course, there was only one person you were going to be picking.

“Oh goodness,” you gasped. “— im very sorry everyone, but there’s only one person I can really pick.”

You grabbed ahold of Harry’s hand and the two of you began to run to the other challenge area.

When the two of you were out of sight, GK turned to look at Melvin.

“Can’t believe we’ve got Harry styles as a camp mate.”

“Let’s go!” You cheered as you jumped over a log.

When you got to the next area, you saw Tulisa and Alan speeding off in a black jeep.

“Whose driving?” You asked your husband as you raced over to the vehicle.

He ran over to the drivers side and smirked at you. “— me, definitely me, I’ve seen your driving sunshine.”

You let out a soft gasp.

You weren’t that bad of a driver.

Right?

You ran round to the other side of the car, jumping in to the passenger seat as Harry turned on the ignition.

He turned to you. “Seatbelt?”

“Already done.” You hummed as he then got the jeep moving, following down the same dirt path that the others had gone down.

When you were in a steady rhythm, you turned to look at your husband, and playfully swatted at him tattooed arm.

“I can’t believe your here aswell, thought I was seeing things.” You tightened your ponytail.

He shifted his eyes to you briefly. “— well, what can I say? They thought it would be a good idea, you can blame Ant and Dec for that one.”

“I’m not complaining, im glad your hear,”you grabbed his hand, “— we’re the dream team baby.”

He grinned at that and rubbed the back of your hand.

“Here put this on,” you handed him the pink headband whilst you put your own one on.

“Is it my colour?”he winked at you.

You smirked at him. “— oh most definitely.”

When they arrived at the next area, the first two teams were already there.

“Quick!” You jumped out of the car before it had even fully stopped and raced over to read the little bit of paper that instructed you on what to do.

Release a boat to continue the race.

Each burrow on the riverbank contains one correct key which will unlock any boat.

Choose your boat wisely.

You both grabbed ahold of the life jackets and put them on, before you could even decide who was going be putting there hands in the hell hole, Harry had already raced over to grab a key.

You went over to stand next to Danny and Tulisa as you cheered on Harry to grab a successful key.

“Sunshine boy!”you clapped your hands together. “You’ve got this, keep going.”

You watched as his face scrunched up as he felt around.

“It’s cockroaches!” Colleen exclaimed, having arrived shortly after you and Harry had.

Alan and Tulisa had unlocked the keys to the boat first, and Danny and Barry were quick to follow.

“Go h!” You screamed, watching as he recoiled his hand out of the hole.

He raced over to you. “— I’ve got one!”

The two of you raced over to one of the boats and placed the key into the padlock.

It turned.

And turned.

And turned again.

And it finally unlocked.

“Yes!”

You both ran over to one of the boats, you climbed in the front whilst Harry sat in the back and controlled the Oar.

The first two teams were ahead of you, so the chances of you catching up to them was going to be hard.

“Were sinking!” You looked behind you to see the boat filling up.

Your eyes widened. “— oh goodness!”

You tried to scoop the water out but it just kept filling up more and more.

“We’re screwed.” You met your husbands eyes.

And when you heard the sound of a flare entering the air, was when you both groaned.

“Want to go for a swim?” You smirked at him as you got up from your seat and pulled the two of you under the water.

Harry gasped for air when you both came back to the surface.

“You little minx!”

“Is the race over?” You looked behind you and saw Dean and Colleen also sinking in there boat making you laugh at the two of them.

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[sweetanidreams]

Oneshot: Vexed | Raihan x Reader

Rating: Mature | **NSFW**

It was supposed to be just another match with another challenger looking to scrap their way to the top. Raihan was well acquainted with the rigorous pace of the season and was rarely ever fazed in battle, win or lose. Though he did take pride in the prior far outweighing the latter on his battling record.

The dragon type gym leader was reclined against a wall in the locker room leading to the Hammerlocke arena, his long, tan legs sprawled carelessly across the wooden bench. He idly scrolled through Pokegram, 'liking' messages of encouragement under his most recent selfie and responding to every other DM in a friendly, but generic fashion — his publicist says it's always better to stay neutral. All of a sudden, he hears some kind of commotion coming from the front-facing parts of the gym. He recognizes the exclamations of his trainers - someone's gotten through them. "Heh," he thought, straightening out his hoodie as he hopped up onto his feet and started to roll out his shoulders in preparation.

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Raihan had approached you as he did all challengers, casting a notably towering shadow over you as he took your hand and shook it, flashing a grin for the crowd and the Rotom cameras buzzing about. He exuded his usual confidence, sneaking a wink at you. Just before he turned to walk towards his side of the battlefield, his hand covered his lapel mic as he made a comment about taking you out for a drink after he won. You could've sworn you felt a vein violently bulging from your temple, but you held your tongue. Fuck this guy.

The battle ensued in classic Hammerlocke form, doubles throughout, sprinkled with some variations of weather manipulation, as was the trademark technique of the highest ranked Galar gym leader. Tensions quickly grew as it waged on, each of you calling out moves to your Pokémon with every ounce of strength you could muster, a visible sheen forming over your skin. You were fueled by not only your natural determination, but also how livid you were he had the balls to say those things to you. Your opponent had definitely noticed. He was amused at first by the scowl painted across your features, figuring it'd be all the more satisfying to take someone on at full force. There was something about the fire that blazed in those eyes of yours though. Even from across the expanse of the arena, he could feel the heat in their depths - and it tugged at something inside him.

Pokémon had been felled on both sides, and it had come down to a final blowout between your Altaria and his Flygon. Once the swirling waves of sand and debris had cleared from the playing field, the two dragon Pokémon came into view, both worn from the exertion of combat. Flygon's bright red orbs slowly shuttered, its sharp red-trimmed wings loosely flapping against its sides before it collapses onto the ground beneath it. Altaria's Ice Beam had landed. In that brief moment of silence, you could feel your blood rushing through your entire body, your heart racing so fast you could hardly process the roar of the crowd or the officiating Rotom's booming, robotic voice proclaiming you the winner.

Raihan recalled Flygon into its Pokéball, offering a soft thank you under his breath for a job well done. His expression was difficult to read as he made his way over to meet you in the middle. Adjusting his thick orange headband with one hand and extending the other to you, this time with... the slightest sense of humility. Your eyes locked and you gripped his hand firmly, your lips drawn into a peculiar smile as you pulled yourself closer, pushing up onto your toes to be within his personal earshot. "Enjoy that drink for me, dragon boy."

Not giving the gym leader a chance to properly react, you grabbed the Rotomphone at his waist and tossed it up for a selfie: you grinning at the camera with a cutesy peace sign up and Raihan with what must have been the absolute, most dumbstruck expression of his life. And at that, you walk off the field, giving a friendly wave at the crowd behind you.

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That night, Raihan was plagued. By all of it. He kept replaying the events of the day in his head, over and over and over again. Why was he stressing this? He'd lost battles before. That's why he started taking the selfies in the first place - so he'd never forget the feeling of defeat, so he'd always be motivated to become better. But this, this one was driving him mad. He heaved a sigh, gulping down the last of his whisky before setting the empty glass down on the counter. He just needed to sleep and he'd be fine in the morning, that's it. Stripping down to his boxers, he slipped under his silk sheets, relishing in how smooth and cool they felt against his bare skin. Raihan let his eyes close and sank his weight into the mattress, doing his best to slow his breathing. Despite his efforts, his mind flashed with memories from the battle with you. He remembered how flushed your skin got from the heat of the fight, just the subtlest touches of pink brushing over your cheeks. How your brows furrowed in concentration, causing a small crinkle to form. How the shorts of your uniform began to cling to your frame from the sweat you worked up as you threw almost just as much of yourself into the battle as your Pokémon did. The dragon groaned in frustration, flipping over onto his stomach, his face burying into his pillow.

"Why the hell am I thinking of her right now?," he grumbled, his voice muffled by the bedding. "Who does she think she is, anyway? With that stupid... smug grin." Your voice echoed in his head, and regardless of the taunting manner it was intended to be delivered in, it sounded... he couldn't put his finger on it. But for whatever reason, he wanted to hear you say his name. He wanted to have you pinned up against the wall, his fingers digging into your hips as he held you there. He wanted to leave a trail of bruising kisses down your neck and shoulders, leaving you whimpering his name. Raihan rustled around, his body growing unbearably hot. He could feel himself struggling, pulsing, against the confines of his boxers, and finally reached down to slide the waistband off his hips. His fingers wrapped around his length and began to stroke, his voice rumbling deep in his throat, head strained against the pillow supporting it.

Your body writhed underneath him, needy for his touch. Fingers trailed up the broad muscles of his shoulders, the tips massaging small, tender circles along the way. Your gaze still burned like it did on the battlefield, it was intense and wanting. It begged for release.

Raihan turned onto his back, his hand quickening in pace as his mind went over every curve of your body, imagining your softness, your warmth pressed against him.

He held you flush with one arm at your waist, the other hand cupping the base of your neck. You were straddling his hips, your foreheads resting against each other, only the panted breaths between you. Your bodies moved in tandem, quicker and quicker with each thrust. The soft, yet wildly lewd sounds of him driving deeper inside you made him shiver. And Arceus, you were so fucking wet for him. So hot and tight — it was sinful how good you felt wrapped around his hard cock. "R-Raihan, fuck..." you gasped, losing yourself in the euphoria. You begin grinding harder down on him, barely able to choke your words out against his lips.

"Cum for me."

His body tensed and his breathing grew ragged, his strokes following suit until his orgasm shook through him, waves of pleasure washing over every inch as he rode out his high. After a moment's recovery, he glanced down at his hand and thigh, now covered in milky white cum.

".... Shit."

[splatsvilles-fashionista]

Splatoon 3 Fashion Challenge - Week 68:

Not much to say this week, so let's get right to this week's theme:

Headway on Headgear!

Special Rule: You're to build your outfit around a headwear item of your choice, but all glasses, facemasks, hair decorations, headbands, earrings, headphones, and the Fake Contacts are banned. We're only putting big things on our big heads today!

Rules:

Put together an outfit of any kind that you feel matches this week’s theme. Be sure to give it a name, as well!

Send it to me via ask or submission, please don’t add it to a reblog, that makes it very easy to miss! Also, please make it clear that it is a submission for the challenge and not just a regular submission.

Only one outfit per person! You can submit multiple photos of that single outfit, though.

Please include the gear you picked in the submission. It makes my life just a touch easier!  

The deadline for outfit submissions is 10 PM UTC on Tuesday!

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Um Ror boys with Haganezuka reader(tanjiros sword smith) so very passionate and will attack if weapon is broken or lost( boys that actually use weapons so kojiro Poseidon Thor Lu Bu Loki that kinda jazz) don’t gotta do it just thought it’d be cute/funny

-When you were approached to supply weapons for Ragnarok, for both humans and gods, you were ready for the challenge.

-You had been working hard, honing your skills, training alone up on a mountain, training your body and your mind, training your focus to create the best weapons in Valhalla.

-The tournament was actually started much later, because you weren’t done with the weapons for the fighters, something you yelled at both Brunnhilde and Zeus for, that if they wanted the best fights, then the weapons needed to be the best.

-When you were finally done, you couldn’t help but smile brightly, beaming down at the four weapons you had been requested to make.

-You were so happy you had extra dango in celebration.

-You presented each of them with their weapons, going over the craftsmanship as they admired their weapons and only Kojiro actually listened to you, as he knew the art and time that went into making weapons, let alone intricate ones like theirs.

-Since you were finished, you chose to watch the fights, curious as to who was going to be fighting who and you wanted to see your weapons in action, little flowers surrounded you in glee at the thought of it.

-THESE BASTARDS BROKE YOUR BEAUTIFUL WEAPONS!!!!

-EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM!!!

-DEATH IS THEIR ONLY OPTION!!!

-Lu Bu- When he walked backstage he was not expecting to see you there, holding a knife in each hand, a dark aura surrounding you, “You bastard!! How dare you break my beautiful halberd?!” before you charged at him, intent on disemboweling him. Lu Bu dodged before running from you, as you were feral, your mask shedding your own tears as you chased him around the stadium, which was comical to see. Brunnhilde managed to pin you down with Goll, tickling you before throwing you into a room with wind chimes to calm you down before she handed Lu Bu a large plate of dango. You accepted, but you poked him in his shoulder rapidly, complaining that he was weak, that’s why your weapon broke and you nearly snapped when he asked you to make him a new one, “Yours was stronger than any other I’ve ever had.” His praise made you go silent as you ate your dango, turning away from him, silently happy about his praise, which he thought was amusing. You were a good person to know since your weapons were such high quality and so strong.

-Poseidon and Kojiro- The samurai was grinning at the god as they walked backstage together, Poseidon was annoyed that he lost, but he had to admit that the human he was facing against was at least strong and gave him a good challenge. Poseidon stopped walking first, something Kojiro noticed and turned back to him, going to inquire when he heard a throaty growl and the samurai turned, paling lightly as he saw you there, a knife in each hand, and a headband around your forehead, two more knives strapped to it, making you look like a demon, with a dark, angry aura surrounding you. Poseidon didn’t know fear until he was running from you with a human. Your roars of anger, wishing death on both of them, was heard all around the stadium, even as night fell, only getting short breaks when they found a temporary hiding space. The only reason you stopped is because Brunnhilde managed to tickle you before knocking you out for a nap, giving them a chance to find a good hiding spot so they could prepare an apology gift.

-Loki- Was pouting, annoyed that he broke his weapon, his chained sickles, as they were made so well, you did such a good job on them, but his opponent broke them with a suicide attack that broke his own weapon. Loki popped up behind Brunnhilde, scaring Goll but not Brunnhilde, “Hey~ Brunnhilde~ do you know where Y/N is? I want them to make me another set of sickles.” Goll was the one to speak up, holding out a letter, “Y/N left shortly after your match but asked me to give you this.” He looked excited, a bright grin on his face which quickly fell as he opened your letter, looking like it was written in blood, telling him to die and that you would never make a weapon for him again. Loki looked a bit terrified, his eyes little dots and his mouth an ‘X’ shape as he looked up at Brunnhilde as she patted her shoulder, “I’ll pray for you.” Darkness surrounded him as he realized how pissed you were at him, knowing how hard you worked. He would need to give you one hell of an apology present.

[foursaints]

Hey maybe it's too late to ask but... maybe... any bartylily headcanons and fic ideas? I feel vital necessity to write about them but have exactly 0 ideas only non-transferable vibes

hm i may be in an echo chamber but, to me, the appeal of bartylily lies in the fact that despite being pretty out-there in terms of canon— when you place them in a modern au (any au!), it becomes so achingly plausible. expected, even!

like, you definitely already know them. if you've ever met a lily evans (capri jeans, too-tight ponytail, her own personal portable daisy-print hole puncher in her purse) then you know EXACTLY the kind of questionable tattooed bassist she swipes for on tinder. if you've ever had a classmate like barty (disarmingly sleazy, surprisingly sharp, daddy paying his way through his ivy league bachelor's degree) then you know that he ALWAYS has some pretty headband-clad valedictorian girlfriend at a prestigious all-women's libarts college.

they're sophie and howl. they're your two coworkers who bicker cause they clearly want to fuck instead. in high school, james made lily blush sweetly on the apples of her cheeks. barty makes lily turn an ugly, splotchy red all the way down to her heaving chest.

as soon as you configure lily as someone beyond the girlfriend-wife-mother constraints of canon, her brimstone&fire suddenly really complements barty's mischief. she's the type to always assume she's clever enough to conquer whatever slightly-reckless plan she's set out for, armed with naivety and a spreadsheet. she's the type that loves fixing up dirtbags-with-unexpected-depth. lily enjoys fighting her way through a challenge! she gets turned on by being annoyed, though she won't admit it. she wants a yelling match. she relishes having her mettle met. any option besides barty— annoying, complicated, rankling, secretly-tender, obnoxiously-smart, secretive, neurotic barty (!!!) — feels much too boring for someone like lily evans. they will always be soulmates to me idk! more than any other ship...

[nanawritesit]

SM Entertainment Girl Group Idol AU (fem!reader insert)

feel free to use this for shifting or as a fanfiction backstory! (just tag me if it’s the second one hehe)

disclaimer: the extra info sections aren’t all original ideas, many were found on pinterest/tiktok :) images aren’t mine either

tw: none that i’m aware of

Group Profile:

Group Name: Etoile (meaning star/ point of a star in French)

Members: 5 (5 points on a star)

Fandom: Starlight

Concept: Ethereal, Cosmic, Elegant

Debut Year: 2017 (between Red Velvet and Aespa)

Debut Song: “Constellations”

Debut Album Title: “5 Makes 1”

B-Sides: “Aries,” “Nebula,” “Orbit,” “Stardust,” and “Pisces”

Fandom/ Lightstick Color: Indigo and White (stars in the night sky)

Group Chant: All: “Twinkle twinkle!” Nabi: “Hi Starlight! It’s…” All: “Etoile!”

Members Profile:

Y/N: Oldest, Center/ Face of the Group, Main Vocalist, Speaks Korean, English, and Chinese

Cho Nabi: Leader, Lead Vocalist, Korean, Speaks Korean, English, Chinese, and Japanese

Marie Tang: Main Dancer, Chinese-American, Speaks Korean, English, and Chinese

Han Iseul: Visual, Lead Dancer, Korean, Speaks Korean

Ikeda Kaori: Maknae, Main Rapper, Japanese, Speaks Korean and Japanese

Extra Info about the Group:

Pre-debut, Etoile released a cover of Girls Generation’s “Genie,” and it blew up so fast that fans couldn’t wait for them to debut

Etoile is known as “the bridge between third and fourth generation” in the kpop community

The members are also known as “the princesses of SM”

Etoile does a lot of variety shows because everyone loves the members’ funny personalities and playful group dynamic

Etoile was featured in a popular kdrama as themselves, though they only had a few lines in a couple episodes, it became a fan favorite and made the ratings sky-rocket

Etoile’s second comeback, “Andromeda,” is said to have one of the most difficult girl group choreographies in kpop. It was also the song that got them their first win

When Etoile got their first win with “Andromeda,” all of the girls were crying hysterically, including Nabi who was supposed to give the speech. She ended up handing the mic to Y/N, who had just been smiling happily the whole time. Y/N pulled Nabi into her arms as she gave the speech, and then the other three girls assembled a group hug around them. It became such a tender moment for Starlights that everyone watching started crying too

Etoile did a collaboration music video with Sailor Moon where all the members got to dress up as the sailor guardians. Y/N was Sailor Moon, Nabi was Sailor Mars, Marie was Sailor Mercury, Iseul was Sailor Venus, and Kaori was Sailor Jupiter

Etoile has their own plushie characters that are put on headbands and other merchandise for Starlight, similar to BT21 and Skzoo. Y/N’s is a white swan, Nabi’s is a blue butterfly, Marie’s is a black cat, Iseul’s is a pink puppy, and Kaori’s is a yellow duck

Etoile did a collab with “rom&nd,” a korean makeup brand, where each member got to create their own shade of lipstick. The five shades the members created sold out in just three minutes.

Etoile performed a cover of EXO’s “Growl” during one of their concerts in male school uniforms, and Starlights were so impressed by how cool and masculine they were

Being sandwiched between the two girl groups, Red Velvet and Aespa are like the older and younger sisters of Etoile (respectively.) The Red Velvet members are always checking in on them and giving them advice, and Etoile does the same thing for Aespa.

Starlight is famous for being one of the most loyal and devoted fandoms. They buy the girls billboards and food trucks for their birthdays, protect them from antis, and offer so much love and support.

The members have their own youtube channel called “Etoile Clubhouse” that they have permission to use freely. They post lots of different content, including challenges, games, song/dance covers, mukbangs, get ready with me/us videos, and q&a’s

Extra Info about Y/N:

Y/N is known as the loving mother of the group, while Nabi is more like a strict dad

Kaori was still in high school when she debuted, and Y/N took care of her like a mother would her daughter. She would wash and iron her uniform, prepare her breakfast and lunch, and help her with her homework every night. Kaori’s mother was so thankful, as she couldn’t do all this for her daughter herself, still living in Japan

While all the girls are close, Nabi and Y/N are best friends, they even have friendship bracelets

While Iseul is the visual because she fits the KBS the best, Y/N is the center/FOTG because her visuals match the group concept the best. She’s known for her “white swan” visuals: ethereal, graceful, and elegant.

Y/N and Iseul were also chosen as members of GOT the Beat

Y/N was the first member to have a solo debut in 2021. Her debut song was fittingly titled “White Swan.” Nabi helped her compose the songs, Marie helped her with the choreography, and Kaori had a rap feature on one of the tracks. Y/N performed it at the MAMA awards, and everyone was singing/dancing along to it so hard they almost forgot about the actual awards show!

Y/N is an ambassador for Dior and Chanel. Many brands were offering her deals after Etoile became popular due to her unique visuals, so she got to choose the ones she liked best

Y/N is known as the “OST Queen” of the group, she has sang many drama OSTs

Y/N’s best friends at the company include Yeri (Red Velvet,) Taeyong (NCT/SuperM,) Karina (Aespa,) and Ten (NCT/SuperM/WayV)

Y/N has had cameos in many different artists’ music videos, including Stray Kids, Enhypen, and NCT Dream

SHINee’s Key dubbed Y/N “SM’s secret weapon”

Y/N was part of a one-time collaboration unit with Dreamcatcher’s Dami, Weki Meki’s Doyeon, IZ*ONE’s Yena, and fromis_9’s Chaeyoung. They released a single called “Wild Mind,” and it was so popular that fans were advocating to start a new group with just these idols!

Y/N once dyed her hair indigo to match the fandom color, and fans started to dye their hair the same color to match her. The shade became known as “Y/N hair” on social media

Y/N and Marie were mentors on a Chinese idol training show, all the girls loved them because they were super helpful without being too tough. It also gained Etoile a lot of Chinese fans

Y/N has very impressive high notes, Starlights have made several youtube compilations with titles like “Y/N obliterating the sound barrier with her high notes for 5 minutes”

Y/N’s nickname from Starlight is “Angel Voice” due to her clear, bright voice

Y/N sang a cover of Taylor Swift’s “Anti-Hero” on Etoile Clubhouse, and Starlights tagged Taylor in it so much that she was shown the video in an interview. Taylor responded: “I’ve watched this video so many times! Her voice is so pretty. I met her once in Korea too, she’s so genuine and sweet! I’d love to collab with her, or Etoile as a whole. They seem so fun.”

Y/N was getting a lot of lip-synching rumors, until one day a staff member shared a video of her practicing before a concert with her mic on. It revealed her raw vocal talent and debunked all the rumors.

[tokiro07]

Ichi the Witch ch.10 thoughts

[(N)Ice Boat]

(Topics: thematic analysis - Death for Death/talent, character analysis - Hisame, speculation - Kumugi/Magik/Minakata)

Dammit, I was wrong again, Ichi really did just make sashimi instead of turning Hisame into an outfit...I think @wickedsick predicted that, so good job, Wick

It was certainly well telegraphed, he was literally fileting her, and Desscaras/Kumugi were wearing the iconic sushi chef headband, I just was hoping for something a little more on-theme I guess

I'm not at all disappointed in this outcome, mind you, I'm just bitter about how I keep whiffing on what seem like easy pitches. I'll probably feel a lot better about it on reread, but right now I'm just a bit embarrassed

Enough lamenting though, let's focus on the chapter itself!

Good Enough to Eat

The sashimi boat really is the perfect solution to this trial, honestly. First and foremost, it's a solid reflection of Ichi's philosophy of Death for Death. As Ichi says in the flashback, the sashimi boat is an artistic and ritualistic expression of both respect and gratitude for the prey, the core ideology behind only killing when it is necessary for survival and not wanton destruction in the name of entertainment. The prey's life is not more valuable than the predator's, so Ichi wants to honor the life that he has taken for his own by treating it with dignity

Moreso than just the spirit behind Death for Death, it is also literally taking that philosophy to its logical conclusion by reflecting Hisame's own actions upon her. Hisame enjoyed putting her victims on display, making their frozen corpses into macabre architecture, so it's only fair that the same would be done to her. A punishment that fits the crime

However, it also is what allows Ichi to actually pass the trial because while it is a gruesome fate, it is not actually a punishment for Hisame. Like I said, it's a reflection of her own artistic sensibilities turned back on her; she is now the one being put on display as a grotesque art piece - of course she'd find that more beautiful than being trussed up in flowers or frills! She was telegraphing it the whole time!

It's also a fun play on Desscarass' attempt to cheat last week by saying true beauty is on the inside - by rending and exposing her flesh, Hisame can see her literal inner beauty in a way that is both novel and a perfect encapsulation of her sense of aesthetic

I do think that turning her into an outfit would have ultimately had the same effect, but focusing on Ichi's established specialties works much better as a bookend for this arc's themes

Playing to Your Strengths

While I initially wanted Kumugi to learn the lesson of individual capability directly, having her see it firsthand through Ichi's talents is a great way to set her arc on a slow burn rather than simply cooking it all the way through in one shot

Before, she was simply told of the idea, and now she's merely witnessing it in action, but she has yet to personally experience or internalize it, steps that will come later as she's forced to contend with her own shortcomings and insecurities

My guess is that she's meant to be more of the Usopp of the team, who even to this day is struggling to recognize just how far he's come in his personal journey. Like how Usopp had to learn to be brave in increasingly personally challenging scenarios, Kumugi is likely going to be put in scenarios that make her feel less and less suited to them, but through emulating Ichi, will slowly come to learn that her unique capabilities make her just as skilled as Ichi in her own way

But again, I'm getting ahead of myself. For now, what matters is that Desscaras' line about Ichi doing things that only he can do seems to have resonated with Kumugi, even if she doesn't fully understand why just yet

Speaking of things we don't fully understand yet, this chapter has left me with a couple of questions that I'm very excited to see addressed in the future

Gotta Catch 'Em All

First, as this is the first time we're seeing a non-combative trial, is it common for Magiks to be so peaceful when they become magic stones? Obviously Uroro was distraught, but should we expect most of them to be satisfied or even happy to be bested?

And for that matter, what does it actually mean to be turned into a magic stone? We know they can be returned to normal upon the death of their spell holder, but is it more of a seal or a cycle of death and rebirth?

Cus if it's the latter, then Magik psychology must be fascinating, as they're likely able to accept their deaths because they have such clarity of purpose in their lives. If it's the former, though, that raises a bunch more questions about their cognition

Are they conscious while in stone form? Is there any circumstance where they can be retrieved?

Uroro is obviously an exception where he can manifest of his own will, but when Ichi cast Inazuri and Inazuri appeared, was that simply an apparition to represent him, or was it literally Inazuri coming to summon the lightning? He didn't say or do anything, so it seems like it was just imagery, but is it possible that with more advanced mastery of a spell that a Witch can fully materialize a Magik as a familiar?

I'm starting to suspect that this might be the case, as Hisame's last words were "I wouldn't mind letting you take me on a date." Perhaps she meant it metaphorically to represent giving herself to Ichi as a stone, but with how bombastic and unique her personality was, I think it would be a huge shame if she's just gone from the cast forever

On the other hand, though, how many Magiks is Ichi going to acquire? He already has three, and one is already a major cast member; will the other two and all subsequent Magiks become a rotating ensemble cast, throwing in their two cents whenever the author deems it funny or interesting but forgetting about them the rest of the time because there's just too much to keep track of?

Or will they simply be inert, effectively dead to the narrative and only contributing as MacGuffins to solve increasingly specific and harrowing challenges with no semblance of personality or individuality ever again?

Both options sound bad when you put them like that, though they both serve a specific purpose to the narrative that would help it flow. I'm pretty sure that's why Shaman King abandoned the Pokemon-esque ghost of the week premise pretty early, since it wouldn't do to have Yoh juggling a bunch of side characters when one would perfectly suffice. Come to think of it, I think Kagamigami did the same thing...

Only time will tell, but I do hope there is a way for Ichi to connect with his Magiks on a more personal level, especially if it turns out that it's something Witches either weren't aware of or deliberately don't do to avoid forming personal attachments

Even if we don't get more insight into Ichi's relationships with Inazuri or Hisame, though, there is one relationship of his that I'm confident we're going to be seeing a lot more of

Teach a Man to Fish

I have no idea what role he's is going to play going forward or how long it's going to take to get there, but there is simply no way that Minakata isn't meant to be important

Minion to the Big Bad? The Big Bad himself? The Big Good?? I don't know! But mentors that protagonists fondly remember and were heavily inspired by as children always do one of two things: turn evil or die horribly. Sometimes both! Lookin' at you, Kite HxH

I don't want to speculate too much since we've basically learned nothing concrete about him, but being that he's a wanderer with a mysteriously hidden face, I'll bet right now that Ichi's going to meet an oddly large man later, walk away none the wiser, and then the man is going to pull out the deer skull mask and say something cryptic about how much Ichi has grown

Buuut just to make a particularly wild shot in the dark now with no basis whatsoever: I won't be surprised if it turns out that Minakata has something to do with Ichi becoming a Witch. Maybe Minakata did something to him, maybe Minakata is also a Manwitch. Either way, there's definitely going to be an explanation for Ichi winning that lottery and Minakata is currently the best (and only) lead we've got on that

And with that, we've completed the first full story arc. It's definitely proving to be as fun as I expected it to be, I'm just surprised it's taken this long to establish a long-term goal. I won't be surprised if we get another mission to establish a bit more of a daily life-style pattern, but I worry in Jump's current climate that waiting too long to raise the stakes will prove detrimental to Ichi's longevity. It was around this point when Shigaraki showed up in Hero Academy, Geto showed up in JJK, and God was established as the antagonist in Undead Unluck, so I'd say we'll at least get a glimpse of the antagonist in the next few chapters hopefully

Until next time, let's enjoy life!

[tamelee]

What do you think of the will of fire and konoha? Do you support them?

Ah, I think a lot about that. It's challenging to dive in without getting completely lost in it, though, and without me having to go and take a million screenshots. Most scenes include some sort of example why the current system or why WoF have failed a certain character, and that is important because those are the messages within the story that support the overall theme. Specifically how a character reacts to a situation. 

And in the end, it's the Shinobi system that needs changing one way or another. 

Creating a village that prioritizes unity, loyalty, and protection is great. I definitely support what Konoha was supposed to be, and it had been necessary. But it failed because there are bigger issues.

I've read a lot of pro- and anti-WoF posts, and I think most of them are right in some ways, but I don't think you can judge the operation of an ideology that's part of a system without questioning... the broader system. And that's exactly what it distracts you from; the WoF never addresses the root cause of any conflicts. 

The ideology itself isn't to blame. The WoF doesn't inherently promote anything harmful, but it's too simplistic. Hashirama's ways to achieve peace were ambitious but perhaps too naive, whereas Tobirama operated from his own biased sense of realism. I don't like how authority applied the WoF, that includes Hiruzen and Danzo, of course, who manipulated and abused it in a way only to serve their own interests and encourage people to sacrifice themselves for it or do that sacrificial part for them. Prioritizing a single village or nation without questioning the system that applies to all Shinobi is bound to fail. 

Hence, Naruto wanted all Shinobi to work together, or why Sasuke believed there had to be a single enemy that would force all Shinobi to work together. 

And why Itachi made it a point that certain things like a clan or village should be questioned. Or why it was so significant to question what personal bonds meant as opposed to the collective belief that made Shinobi with the same headband comrades automatically.

There are many issues, so do I support it? Maybe? But only if applied responsibly, and we haven't seen a good example yet. So maybe it's not even possible, but that also makes it interesting. 

Or—hear me out—you can introduce aliens, and none of that matters anymore because now Sasuke is right and Naruto gets his wish without any creativity while both are miserable regardless—tadaa~ 

[lurkingshan]

23.5 Episode 2

Alpha being school president does not surprise me one bit, that’s a classic eldest daughter thing

I love Ongsa's room, that blue light is so pretty

Curious where they're going with this Ton being the favored oppa and "belonging to everyone" bit. GMMTV shows have been delivering some intentional messaging recently re: fan behavior and idols and I wonder if this show will tackle it, too.

Trying to explain the way Aylin thinks to others is indeed challenging I feel you, Ongsa

I like the touch of Luna having stars on her headband when she approaches the “alien”

Ongsa, talking to Sun about Earth is going to make the inevitable reveal and betrayal feel so much worse :///

As if a teenage girl is gonna leave her phone in the garbage, sorry show I cannot suspend my disbelief this far

Ongsa is so the type of person that would have a bird shit on them, my poor hapless child

I like that Luna didn't judge and talked to Aylin in her own language

Ex boyfriend???? Ongsa never beating the het allegations

This show continues to be cute af, I am having a great time.

[nerdieforpedro]

Barefoot in a Twilight Zone

Dieter Bravo x plus size AFAB reader

Rating: Teen

My blog is for readers 18+ MDNI

Word Count: approx 1.1k (I even edited it and couldn’t get it below 1k 😭)

Warnings: mild intoxication, a fall, a flash, that carpet, dated references, alien talk, one pull, a few innuendos, some smoke

Summery: Getting out of the house to a party is great until it’s not. Things are weird. A little less so with Dieter.

Notes: My entry for the @dieterbravobrainrotclub May Drabble challenge. 💚👽👽👽👾 I did really try to keep under 1000 words. Nerdie is wordy 👀 It was at 1.3k so…I did better? 🤣 Anywho I hope it gives you a giggle at the references or just the story itself. 🤭

Prompt: “Do you believe in aliens?”

Trope: Meet-cute

Main Masterlist / Dieter Bravo Masterlist / Writing Challenges

The neon green dress is the main part of your costume and so are the three inch thick black flip flops you thought were cute, but now are impossibly heavy. You added silver and green costume jewelry in addition to a headband with little white spiral bouncy balls on them. It was a good idea coming to this party. At first, you were having fun, dancing, drinking a bit, but that was before you tipped over in these damn flip flops and fell. You didn’t see the small step that led into the middle of the room.

The bottom of your dress went over your head and your panties were exposed to everyone. Adding to the alien theme, you wore black panties with little green oval alien faces on them. It was a cute idea and a private joke to yourself. It was now known to everyone. Some laughed, most people stared and thankfully, one person helped you up - no costume for him. He had on a tan button down shirt, sunglasses inside, brown striped pajama pants and no shoes? “You alright? Come on.” Given that he was helping you up, it wasn’t the worst idea.

The two of you end up in a different section of the house, facing a pool. A gray robe is draped over one of the chairs, by this time, you’ve straightened out your dress and re-adjusted your bra. That shifted too and it felt like each breast had their own rules on rejecting gravity. This guy pulls out his phone, snaps a picture of you, looking rather confused and a bit disheveled. He pulls up the picture on his phone and shows you your dress and a woman who is wearing a similar dress to yours. Hers looks tailored to fit her slender body and has some gold on it. “You look like a sexy sixties alien. I like the green on you. The silver looks better and matches your cute panties.” You could only laugh at the last line as does he, it’s not like everyone hadn’t seen them. He’s looking around the chair that has his robe, you don’t see anything. He might be missing something but you’re not sure what.

“Thanks. I’m glad you approve of my underwear choices. Could you delete that photo of me? It’s not great.” He frowns and makes a counter offer, retrieving his robe, he takes you into another living room. The size of this house is impressive and feeling the shag carpet on your feet makes you realize that you don’t have your shoes on. Why didn’t you realize you were barefoot? This entire night is far out - not unlike a Twilight Zone episode.

“I will if you sit with me a bit, miss sexy alien, I’m Dieter.” Holding out his hands like he is presenting a prize, it’s really just the couch, but it does look comfy and is when you plop down. The man’s already seen your panties so a pair of thick thighs like yours aren’t going to make a difference when the hem of your dress rises. You don’t mind him sitting so close to you, despite him not being in any sort of sci-fi or neon clothes. You find him handsome, a fluffy mop of mocha hair, scruff on his chin and cheeks, a permanent grin to his face along with broad shoulders underneath his shirt.

“I’m sitting with you so you’ll delete now, right?” You didn’t ask and you should have before patting his soft hair. Though, you find the low growl he releases is enticing, he hasn’t taken his phone back out. Gripping his hair, your other hand presses on his chest as you sit up on your knees on the couch next to him and look down. “Right Dieter?” You feel like slapping those sunglasses off his face, but they’ve slid down his nose. It looks like he wants more, but more what? Well this is also weird, but you’re also at an alien party plus you haven’t told him your name. “Do you believe in aliens?” He nods.

“Well you are right in front of me, so yeah. Am I gonna see stars? You’re not going to pop little green or gray dudes from somewhere are you?” Dieter has not only deleted the photo but removed his glasses, tossed them on the coffee table and is running his hands down your arms. A wider grin creeps across your face, rolling with this appears to be a very good idea.

“No little men from anywhere Dieter. I think we should get out of here and go see some stars together. You might get a better picture of me then.” Moving your hands and placing them on his shoulders, you kiss his forehead and stand up, still leaning over him. “Come to think of it, I don’t know where my shoes are.” Straightening your back, you put your hands on your hips as you laugh, you are going to need something on your feet to leave. Dieter shrugs and slips an arm around your waist, his lips grazing your shoulder for a moment.

“Neither do I. Only found my robe earlier. I think we’ll happen upon some shoes on the way to the stars Moon Pie.” Side by side, you walk with Dieter outside, barefoot as he whips out his phone again. He sends a few texts then puts it away.

“That’s curious. You didn’t want me to tell you my name? Just going with the nickname?”

“For now, but we’ve got the entire night.” The merits of the monikers ‘moon pie’ vs ‘miss sexy alien’ are debated while enjoying the chilly night air. The laughs shared over if aliens have tentacles with suckers or are just covered in a sort of slime is cut short by an SUV that pulls up. “We’ll get some shoes first and then cruise around.”

“As long as you don’t pop out any tentacles with slime on them.”

“I make no promises on that.” Bravo assists you into the SUV and follows in behind you, running his fingers along the rolls on your sides to tickle you as he makes a fish face while creating sucking noises. “It’s a mystery in these pants.” The snort you make is hidden beneath the base of the music that comes on when the driver turns on the radio.

Later with the windows down, both of you are singing along loudly while he lights up a sample and takes a puff, offering you a hit which you accept, blowing the smoke out of the window. Outlandish and not in character at all but with Dieter makes it oddly serene.

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[kisa-ownworld]

(Part 4) The next tenipuri team is St. Rudolph! Here's my first impression of the St. Rudolph team. Only few of them made an appearance in Gakupuri so I didn't know anything about the other remaining members (the guy with the red headband looks cool tho) That goes the same for the next several team, just a few focus characters and one background character.

Kinda sad knowing Yuta felt like he's living in his brother's shadow and was frustrated to the point he transferred school, even though his brother and his friends really cares for him. It's a good thing Gakupuri took place after he'd finally realized that there are people who sees him for who he is and he's not angry at his brother anymore.

Not surprised at the fact that Mizuki's the one who made their conflict worst and even trained Yuta to use dangerous tennis moves to win matches, but at least Fuji kicked Mizuki's ass and he became a better person. (After all of that, it's hilarious watching Mizuki trying to challenge Fuji into another match but Fuji straight up ignores him or just says "who are u?" LMAO) I didn't know ANY OF THAT when i first watched Mizuki's route in Gakupuri and was surprised by how much of a villain he was in the anime. Fuji and Mizuki didn't even show much hostility towards each other in that game. Other than that, he's a pretty hilarious character who appears elegant and is very cunning but really cares for his teammates (and he kinda reminds me of Azul from Twisted Wonderland, especially the way he speaks)

(Speaking of the way he speaks, you guys should hear him talk in yamagata dialect, it's pretty adorable >v<)

(Part 3, 5)

[hanasnx]

Kinktober: House of Amateurs - S1E13

MINORS DNI 18+

SUMMARY: october 13th | behind the scenes | the daring interviewer, zena daren, isn’t afraid to get her hands dirty and advertise krayt house’s first full-length pornographic series. the new frontier of breaking through this industry’s stigma is a challenge she’s up to face. joined by any member of the cast that’ll lend their mouth to the microphone, zena wants to know the answers to questions the people are too afraid to ask. WC: 0.5k | CHARACTERS: anakin skywalker, zena daren (oc) WARNINGS: no reader | adult film au | spoilers: october 9th | mentioned: sexual content, adult film industry, knife play, butt plug

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“Episode nine was a surprise, I must say.” Zena muses, adjusting to incline into Anakin’s direction.

“Oh, the pet play thing?” he confirms, mirroring her movements in effortlessly smooth motions. “Yeah, it’s different than usual.”

“Why do you say that?” a sly tone knits itself into Zena’s question as she draws her pen from her clipboard, she points it at him, tracing a circle at him in a gesture. “I thought your whole brand was seeking out new experiences.”

“That’s what I mean. The girl introduced the idea— think she’s done it a bit before— and I’m-” He glances to the side with a shrug. “-not one to back down from a challenge.”

“I heard different.” Zena tilts her head, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she tucks the pen back under the clip. “She told me you wanted to modify the scene a bit. Wanna tell your fans what you had in mind?” she goads.

The camera on him is granted one of his famous cold stares. “Coordinator didn’t have a bunny headband and butt plug tail lying around.”

“You wanted to dress her up?” That truth has a specific effect on Zena, as if she’d uncovered gold. So he’s direct about his desires on set; not only did he accept the proposal but he wanted to add his own spin on it. The only obstacle being the fact the supplies weren’t on hand. It sells the fact that episode was a spur of the moment decision.

“Why not? She would’ve looked cute. More like a pet, anyway.”

“So was the episode slot open for some reason? What idea did you replace with pet play?”

His gaze lays on her, and he gives her a single nod. A scoff creates a wry curl to his lips. Is she mistaken, or is he impressed by how quickly she caught on? She’s noted how he doesn’t like to make things too easy for her, an air of mystery surrounding him, never giving too much away. A sick sense of pride blooms in her chest. “It was knife play.” he responds, without a hint of hindrance.

Zena’s brows visualize her genuine intrigue. “Cold feet?”

Anakin’s gaze is unwavering, as always, when he replies calmly, “No.”

How can a man say so much with so little? Not to mention his fierce protectiveness over his co-stars. He doesn’t throw anyone under the bus as to their boundary toward a blade and how it threw a wrench in production, while simultaneously bragging about his interest in it.

“Will you explore knife play in the future on your own channel?”

That curl to his mouth deepens, scanning her figure in a deliberate and shameless motion. “Maybe if I meet the right person.”

[me-gusta]

Pearl Heaven

It was an ordinary day in Konoha—well, as ordinary as things could get in a village where ninjas regularly jumped across rooftops, threw giant energy orbs, and occasionally summoned giant toads. But today, Naruto Uzumaki had a far more daunting challenge ahead of him than battling rogue ninjas or saving the world from certain doom.

He was going to tell Hinata Hyuga how he felt.

"How hard could it be?" Naruto muttered to himself, adjusting his headband and standing proudly outside Ichiraku Ramen. "I’ve faced evil overlords, rampaging demons, and Orochimaru’s creepy snakes! Confessing my feelings to Hinata should be easy, right?"

Little did Naruto know, this quest would be anything but ordinary.

Naruto marched through the village, practicing what he was going to say. "Hinata, I... um... I love—no, wait, that sounds too serious—Hey Hinata, wanna go on a date with me?"

Suddenly, a puff of smoke erupted beside him, and there stood Kakashi-sensei, casually reading his favorite orange book. "Naruto, is that really the best approach?" Kakashi asked, not even looking up from the pages.

"Kakashi-sensei! What are you doing here?" Naruto exclaimed, his eyes wide.

"Oh, I’m just here for comedic timing," Kakashi said, flipping a page. "But if you want my advice, maybe don’t shout your feelings like you’re declaring a ninja battle."

Naruto groaned. "I’m just nervous! It’s not like she’s a supervillain. It’s Hinata! Why’s this so complicated?"

"Because, my dear Naruto," came another voice, this one much more dramatic and grand, "Love is the most complicated of all jutsus!"

Naruto turned around to see Gai-sensei standing on top of a nearby rock, striking a flamboyant pose with tears in his eyes. "Love requires youth! Passion! An eternal flame burning within your heart!" Gai cried, raising one fist to the sky. "But most of all... it requires dramatic flair!"

"Uh... what?" Naruto blinked, utterly confused. "I thought it required, you know, honesty?"

Gai jumped down from his rock, his bowl cut swaying majestically in the wind. "Pish posh, young Naruto! Honesty is fine for regular confessions, but this is love! You need something bigger! A grand gesture!"

"A grand gesture?" Naruto tilted his head. "Like... summoning Gamabunta?"

"Exactly!" Gai said, completely misinterpreting the suggestion. "Or—no, even better—a quest! A noble, brave, and ridiculous quest to prove your love!"

Naruto scratched his head. "You want me to go on a quest to tell Hinata I like her?"

Before Gai could respond with more zealous enthusiasm, Kakashi sighed and closed his book, clearly realizing this was spiraling out of control. "Naruto, don’t listen to Gai-sensei. Just talk to Hinata like a normal person."

But it was too late. Gai’s eyes were blazing with excitement. "Yes! A quest! You must embark on a noble adventure to win Hinata’s heart! Go forth, Naruto, and prove yourself a hero of love!"

Naruto’s eyes gleamed with determination. "A quest, huh? Alright! I’ll show Hinata how much she means to me!"

And with that, Naruto set off on what was likely the most unnecessary—and absurd—quest Konoha had ever seen.

First, Naruto decided he needed a symbol of his affection. So, naturally, he went to see Ino at her flower shop.

"Ino, I need flowers for Hinata!" Naruto exclaimed, bursting through the door with the same intensity he brought to battle.

Ino blinked. "You’re finally asking Hinata out? About time."

"Yeah, yeah! So, what’s a good flower for confessing your feelings?"

Ino tapped her chin. "Well, roses are classic, but for Hinata... I’d recommend something gentle, like lilies or camellias. Something that says 'I care about you deeply.'"

Naruto nodded seriously. "Got it! One bouquet of roses, lilies, and camellias!"

"Wait, no, you don’t need all of them—" Ino started, but Naruto had already rushed out, flowers in hand.

His next stop: making a dramatic entrance. After all, according to Gai-sensei, grand gestures were key! And what was grander than flying through the air on a giant toad?

Naruto summoned Gamabunta, much to the toad boss’s dismay.

"Why in the blazes are you calling me for this?!" Gamabunta croaked grumpily, his massive eyes narrowing down at Naruto.

"Come on, Bunta! I need to impress Hinata! It’s for love!" Naruto explained.

Gamabunta let out a low rumble. "Fine, but this better work, kid. I’m not a matchmaker."

Naruto leapt onto Gamabunta’s head, clutching the oversized bouquet in his hand. "Alright, let’s do this!"

As Gamabunta hopped through Konoha’s streets, villagers scattered in every direction, screaming in panic as Naruto waved awkwardly at everyone from atop the giant toad.

"Yikes, sorry! I’m just trying to confess my love here!" Naruto shouted down to the bewildered crowd.

Finally, after leaving a trail of chaos and confusion, Naruto spotted Hinata walking near the training grounds. His heart skipped a beat. This was it. This was his moment.

“Hinata!” Naruto called, waving his arms frantically.

Hinata, startled by the sound of her name, turned around to see Naruto... riding a giant toad, flowers flying everywhere. Her eyes widened, her cheeks flushing a deep red.

"N-Naruto-kun?" she stammered, unsure whether to be terrified, amazed, or both.

Naruto leapt off Gamabunta and landed right in front of her, bouquet outstretched and a determined (if slightly awkward) grin on his face. "Hinata, I—uh, I wanted to tell you something important!"

Hinata blinked, still processing the scene in front of her.

"I, uh..." Naruto hesitated, suddenly realizing that maybe riding a toad into town wasn’t the smoothest move. "I... really like you!"

There. He said it.

For a moment, there was silence. The world seemed to hold its breath.

Hinata’s face turned an even deeper shade of crimson. She looked down, fidgeting nervously. "N-Naruto-kun... I-I’ve always liked you, too."

Naruto’s heart did a flip, and he felt a wave of relief and joy wash over him. "Really?!" he beamed, his signature grin back in full force.

Hinata nodded shyly, her hands clasped together. "Y-Yes... I’ve always admired your strength... and your kindness..."

Naruto’s grin widened. He couldn’t believe it. After all the ridiculousness, after the giant toads and flowers and Gai-sensei’s insane advice... it actually worked.

"I’m so glad, Hinata!" Naruto said, feeling like the luckiest ninja in the world.

As they stood there, awkwardly smiling at each other, Gamabunta let out an exaggerated sigh. "Well, that was... anticlimactic."

Kakashi, who had been watching from a nearby rooftop with Gai, closed his book again. "Well, at least it worked out."

Gai wiped a tear from his eye. "A quest for love, Naruto-style! Youth and romance, hand in hand!"

Naruto and Hinata, meanwhile, were too wrapped up in their own little world to notice the chaos around them. Maybe it wasn’t the smoothest confession in the history of Konoha, but for Naruto and Hinata, it was perfect in its own ridiculous way.

And as they walked away together, hand in hand, Naruto couldn’t help but think that, despite everything, it was all worth it. Because for the first time in his life, he had finally won something far more important than a battle—he had won Hinata’s heart.

[choi-yujin-folder]

[240601] Yujin - bis Magazine Website update [bis, July 2024]

--What is your role/responsibility within the group?

It's a little different from being a mood maker, but I think my role as a leader is to improve the atmosphere of the group. For example, when I say hello to a group, I always try to use a bright and cheerful voice, regardless of my condition. By doing so, the members will also have a cheerful voice!

--Who is your role model?

I respect my seniors from Girls' Generation. I think it's cool that they've been active for so long and are able to express all sorts of concepts, and Girls' Generation seniors are exactly what I'm looking for in terms of beauty.

--Please tell me what you like about yourself.

The lines look beautiful when dancing. Please check out my Fancams!

--What kind of fashion do you like?

I collect a variety of headgear, and I like adding beanies and headbands to simple fashion accents. I like both casual and neat styles, but overall I like well-fitting clothes that highlight the lines of my body. I usually wear skinny jeans, leggings, and sleeveless clothes in the summer.

--What's your latest boom?

I like watching travel VLOGs. While watching the videos, I can feel like I’m traveling myself, and I like imagining, "If I were to travel, I’d go here next!". Recently, I’ve been watching travel VLOGs from Thailand. I would like to go to places with beautiful beaches such as Thailand, Hawaii, Okinawa, and Guam. Come to think of it, lately I've been watching a lot of VLOGS that feature the sea, so I guess I like the sea, though I didn't realize it myself (lol).

--What kind of person are you in your private life?

I like people, I'm positive and cheerful, and although I may look weak on the outside, I'm surprisingly strong (lol). Recently, I have been addicted to going to the gym and recently managed to lift 60 kg!

--On the other hand, what kind of person are you in work mode? What kind of person do you want to be?

I want to be an artist that Kep1ian is proud of. I've said since my debut that I'd like to show you how I'm always growing, and I want to be an artist who never stops and always takes on new challenges and continues to grow.

--Tell me about your favorite hairstyle you've ever had!

The long half-up look was highly praised by the members, and the fans also said it looked chic, so I'd like to do more of it in the future. I haven't changed my hair color too much until now, and people say it doesn't suit my image, but I'd like to try blonde or pink hair someday.

--Please tell us the cute things about the members that only you know!

Yeseo is small and cute overall. Perhaps because she's the youngest, she acts cute and acts like a baby. Dayeon accepts my pranks and her reactions are so cute.

Source: https://bisweb.jp/interview/158880