#more Cheline

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Portal Zombie AU

I'm more of an ideas man, so actually writing out my ideas into a full story is stupid difficult. But I still want to share while I embark on the painfully long process of turning this idea into a full fic. (sorry if any of this is formatted strange or if I'm somehow posting wrong, I don't really understand tumblr all that much)

Portal Zombie Apocolypse AU!! (I started this before infection aus started popping up if that gives you any frame of reference as to how long ago I started this)

Summary: Instead of Caroline being put into Glados, she's poisoned by a jealous coworker with a strange substance from one of the labs (Cave is still alive and healthy, he's just not relevant to this story)

She goes home to her fiancé Chell (queue the gasps and cheers) Who is worried that she appears so sick and cold. Caroline brushes her off and goes to rest, insisting it's just a bug. So Chell leaves and visits her friend and former coworker Mel (queue more gasps and cheers)

It's here where we learn a bit more about Chell, she's a former test subject that left quietly after witnessing the death of a fellow test subject due to the unsafe testing conditions of Aperture. She hasn't reported anything for fear of ruining Caroline's career.

While Chell is away, Caroline begins to change, her body begins to decay, her hair loses it's color and turns white, her brown eyes shift to a haunting yellow. In a distressed state, not remembering that she pushed Chell away, begins desperately searching for her. This is when the infection spreads to other people.

By the time Chell leaves Mel's house (the next day) the entire city is desolate, she rushes home, encountering several zombies on the way. She's desperate to find Caroline again, but she doesn't find her. So she gathers a couple weapons and goes back out to search for her fiancé, on the way meeting Doug Rattman, the scientist that was working on the serum that caused all of this, he's trying to find a cure (he also has a large therapy dog simply named "Companion" that accompanies him) the two team up and travel together, eventually meeting Wheatley, whom they have to save from a small horde. Mel probably dies I haven't decided.

Angst and apocalypse shenanigans ensue, the crew travel together till they find Caroline, now Glados, (Genetic Lifeform Amplifier Destitute of Soul) (idk man I needed to get the name change in there with a new acronym) Emotional moment, Chell has to kill her, world begins to heal.

Some other information: Caroline is the patient zero in this (obviously), so she's got some abilities to kinda mimic Glados in the game. She acts kinda like the head of a hivemind, she's able to tune into any infected and see what they see, hear what they hear, etc. She uses this to spy on Chell, as she is now hellbent on killing her (I'll work out a proper reason, it's mainly because her mind is very corrupt right now and all she knows is that Chell makes her feel very upset, because when she was first getting up again while Chell was gone she found her ring on the counter)(She doesn't know that it was temporary so that she could wash her hands and just forgot to put it back on)

This all also means that killing any infected won't do much to end the apocalypse, they have to kill Caroline.

I have some other little ideas but thats about the jist of it. The idea was inspired by Brand New City by Mitski and California Dreamin' by The Mamas and The Papas

If anyone has any advice on properly executing an idea like this PLEASE share, I'm almost desperate here (I'm very desperate, writing is a tricky mistress)

[phantomarine]

my annual Cheline/Halea pinup is complete

[phoenix-is-the-hottest-thing]

Today on @phantomarine fever: lyricstuck.

Gift for my friend @slothydaydreamer :D

(you can read Phantomarine on its website)

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☕︎ Pairing: vlogger!jungkook x photographer!oc

☕︎ Genre: fluff, smut, angst, influencer au.

☕︎ Summary: amid their own separate journeys, they stumbled across each other and began a new journey together.

☕︎ Warnings: as per episode.

☕︎ Note: lemme know if you wanna be added to the permanent or specific taglist! This is more of a free-mind series. I'm just going to build up the plot, make them be in love and then you guys can request stuff later on keeping in mind the aesthetics and plot of this series. This is going to be a relaxing day-to-day life thing-y.

☕︎ Masterlist.

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Episode 1.

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Episode 2.

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Taglist:

@veneziamadness @cheline @sansmilkbread @jayb17 @constantlydelulusional @8tinytings @tea4sykes @chimmisbae @demonshauntingthedoves

[greenbloodedskink]

Now it's time for the Silas x Cheline crowd (check out Phantomarine)

+ two more "suggestive" ones below

[life-of-eris]

HOOOO BOY Phantomarine has me by the throat rn. I have... hm. Hm.

So like. This is the We Love Girl Crimes website, the Sad Little Meow-Meow Defence Brigade website. Of course we love Cheth and Cheline, these two are laser targeted for an audience who loves morally grey badasses. Both are AMAZING, in terms of both design and characterization.

But I think I like Cheline more?

Which really wasn't the case until This Page. Firstly because, well, we've seen more of Cheth! He's our call to action, he got a KILLER mini comic about his state of mind, the author has shown us what's under his sharp and snarky exterior, and it's a very sad god who feels alone but still desperately loves his charges and wants to help, even if they hate him. Mwah, wonderful.

But Cheline FUCKING HATES humans. At first I thought it was a programming issue, for lack of a better word? Like, some kids just come out fucked up, yanno. Or maybe she really was The Devil. But like, fuck dude, I wouldn't want to be the caretaker of the things that killed my siblings either! Of course she fucking hates people! Of course she has utter contempt for the species that destroyed her family. It's a little weird that Cheth leaves it at fucking with the dead, frankly, he could be So Much Worse than just kinda... Being spooky to people on boats?

Because here's the thing. That kind of bone-deep (heh) hatred comes from a place of love. Cheline loved her siblings. Even Cheth, I think! Six dead, and Cheth was getting too friendly! In a twisted sort of way I can totally see how shattering him seemed like the better option at the time. He won't be around, they can never be as close as they were again, but he's not DEAD. And so what if she has to kill a few meat bags and tell some lies to keep it that way, her brother is orders of magnitude more important than the Odious Fucks she has to keep churning out. They'll make more. It's fine.

It's been heavily implied that Pavel has a spooky resemblance to one of the dead gods, right down to the name. And Cheline is looking for excuses not to hurt him, even though it's in her best interest to Get Rid of That Fucking Thing as soon as possible. She's bantering with his mom, showboating a little, having a smoke break while all of her plans may be falling apart at that very moment to spend time with a mortal she claims to hate. Until a couple of pages ago, she even seemed to be enjoying watching Vanna puzzle things out. Until the half-breed was mentioned.

And even though it WAS a reasonable guess to make, given the info Vanna had, Cheline just UNLOADS all of this fucking, ancient elder lore, things that have been forgotten for five thousand years, things we the audience and presumably the people of that world have no POSSIBLE way to know, because fuck THAT ONE in particular! Fuck her corpse and fuck her memory! And it's such a violent reaction- Cheline, I think, is even more emotional than Cheth, and in a way I think that kind of implies that when she loves, she loves with all she's got, to the point of destruction.

Anyway this has been a very long and rambling way to say that Cheline tickles the same part of my brain that Lucretia Taz did, and I cannot WAIT to find out of her expression in that last panel is "ah shit I may have gotten away from myself" or "that's right worm you fucked up!" Both are FUCKING AWESOME, I LOVE CHELINE SO MUCH

[bubblewrapsnek]

Phantomarine Live reread: Prologue

I'm anticipating the reread before the chapter finishes cause I want to read it now again, altho I wanted to wait the chapter to be over to have a cleaner finish line for mental order and to avoid posing questions to things that would be maybe have more ground to speculate on or outright be answered in a few days This is my first time rereading Phantomarine, so if anyone is actually goint to read these posts expect me to come to realizations about stuff that everyone knew ages ago probably, also it's my first time liveblogging something since a friend suggested it could be appreciated, I am not convinced there would be interested but it can't hurt I guess. That said I hate the idea of clogging with posts and like keeping stuff a bit more tidy, so I'll post one post per chapter with my thoughts, silly ramblings and whatever comes to my mind that I feel like sharing while trying to put my thoughts in order

So uhh if you exist and are reading, have fun and feel free to interact!

First thing I'll not here with a few examples and try to not say everytime, but I can't help seeing how the royal family brands EVERYTHING with the Manta, I swear you could fill a where's waldo book by searching the mantas in Phantomarine's pages at this A manta hat, manta drawer, manta desk, and a manta polo in just the first pages, I swear they have a disney park-esque gift shop outside the palace

A manta hat, manta drawer, manta desk, and a manta polo in just the first pages, I swear they have a disney park-esque gift shop outside the palace

Bonus neat things, the candle has the same pattern as Cheline's dress and there is what I guess is a samoyede on Irving's shirt

Next thing is something I hadn't noticed before but I've seen already people point out in the comments now, Irving having very clearly pink eyes, at first I thought it might have been lighting but in the pages where he is alive they are very clearly pink, and even when in shock the characters get drawn with pinprick irises, while the others get black dots he has pink and is even more blatant in the shot with the Fata morgana stabbing them where he is eye to eye with a Fata with the same eyes

Bonus: alive Lani is very cute

I pointed the next thing in another post but I love how Cheline wanted to be sure to scapegoat the Fata Morgana so much she painted the arrows and bow too with Cheth's name bands(confirmed to be painted on by the transcript too altho it was the only possible reason they had those bad with what we know now), also I love that the cyan outline was faintly on the Fata Morgana's eye from the beginning

I am also getting suspicious about the ghosts being blue and the veins(referred as such in the transcript) that spread from the bite being purple, tho I don't have a concrete or sound thought about this

Also, something I love a lot in comics is paneling so some of this won't be thoughts but just panels that are really pretty or fun or creative here I love how the action flows very well, having many details making what happens readable such as the "magic" squares making phae's body on the bottom edge of the silouhette in the middle also appear on the heart, showing the wound being "repaired"

Love the veins snaking behind her

Something I had completely glossed over was Phae's middle name being Augusta, and I do find it possible to have a reading on it, as Augustus was the name and title that Octavian took as the first emperor of rome, the member of a what can be considered a royal lineage establishing the name for himself and becoming a key turning point in the history of an empire, just as I can see Phae become the turning point for the history of her reign, a change of the guard and of the status quo of the kingdom she watches over

End in the end, to finish the prologue of this reread, a funny typo Cheth appears, tipping his fedora: "M'Phaedra"

[shadedsecrets]

The Color Language of Phantomarine

At just a cursory glance at this webcomic, it is very obvious that there are strong colors and that they will be tied to themes of the story. And the impulse to discuss and dissect them is.... far too great.

So! Let's start with something general, yes?

Saturation

There are two types of color schemes in the webcomic so far. Schemes with brighter colors and additional accents, and more muted colors with much more limited value differences. Practically speaking, more saturated colors and visual interest helps to draw the eye to what is important; like black thick lines around animated characters to distinguish them from the background. But.... we have a group of characters who has changed from a background scheme to a main character scheme. Such as....

...Our Favorite Princess.

Three different color schemes for three different Phaedras. The first muted yellows and browns, almost boring against the intense lighting of the Candlelight Sea and its foreshadowing hues. The second an intense yellow and terracotta red that hold up against the maroons and deep reds of the Red Tide. The third, blues and white like the very sea she was looking down at but saturated and darkened with indigo and purple unlike any of the other sea ghosts we have seen before.

The transition from background color scheme to VIP color scheme coincide with the very critical moment of the Princess meeting Cheth, demonstrating that her death is a critical moment plot-wise. Her transition to a completely different but still VIP scheme is when she realizes exactly what has happened... and we see that it changes her outlook down to its core, all the warm colors replaced with cool tones.

So, a characters' color scheme tells us both how important they are and can clue us in to their mental states and affiliations. Nothing new. Let's see those groups!

Cheth

As the Red Tide King, it isn't surprising that his color scheme is dominated by a bright red, mixing into warmer purples with highly contrasting white and black. This color scheme overtakes the muted blues of the sea ghost, as well as marking them with his tattoos. White is the secondary color closely associated with Cheth in-story, representing bones featured both in skeletons and his original divine body the Bonefish. This sort of color pallet usually infers more sinister intentions, with red commonly being associated with aggression, but I believe in this case it implies passion. Not necessarily romantic passion, mind, but a deep level of involvement and care.

The Plume Church

Black and bright turquoise and blue with touches of white and green, Cheline and the institution worshiping her are perfect foils to Cheth in color scheme; the cool colors of the Goddess of Life oppose the warm tones of the God of Death while still being unique against The Candlelight Sea. I imagine the black represents the ashes left in the wake of her fire and the greens and blue new life growing from it, though the predominantly black robes are not the usual choice for a Life Diety. The very liberal use of black also paints a more sinister color scheme, with it's traditional use to imply 'evil' in villains. As of writing this, I do actually think that is the intention.

The Mantaluna Crew

Being Seaghosts, the group's scheme is focused around a cool blue, but with more saturation and variation than other seaghosts to represent how they still have some life in them yet. Their cooler colors also allows them to contrast starkly with Cheth, but the purple gives it just a bit more warmth than the Plume Church, showing that while the crew may follow their Church's teachings.... they are fundamentally different on some level than those who have tied themselves closer to the Church.

Pavel, Vanna, and the Lodestars

Characterized by yellow with accents of white, red, and black, the Lodestars stand out. Being the third primary color, they easily stand apart from both Cheth and The Plume Church, showing they are not tied to either. Yellow appears to be the 'neutral' side in this diefic-level conflict, with Best Boy Pavel trying to be a mediator and Phaedra from Chapter 1 treating Cheth with more empathy than in the current chapters when her color scheme was strikingly similar. They do not have a side: they simply want what they think is best and try to stand as a beacon against the dark.

The Fata Morgana

Monochromatic with only lighting and their pale pink eyes for color, these enigmas stand apart as blank voids against the rich vibrancy of the rest of the Candlelight sea. The dominant white with bone-like designs implies a closer relation with Cheth than Cheline, though the exact nature is still up for debate.

Seaghosts

Another monochromatic and muted color scheme, the seaghosts of the Candlelight sea are a pale blue with some white to outline and to fill the eyes. A traditional scheme for spirits, hostile or otherwise, and it blends nicely with their home in the ocean, truly making them feel a part of it. Their cooler color scheme also allows the Red Tide to stand out beside them.

I have a few special mentions that are not fully flung schemes of their own, yet, but that I feel need mentioning.

Silas, though we have yet to see him in different lighting, has the Plume Church's signature blues and greens catching in his hair, with the rest of his pallet being a background tone with little detail. Almost like a certain bird's words have wormed right into the head of 'some nobody' and he all too eagerly listens for the boons she promises.

Daphnie and Euphamina also share a muted color scheme, tending towards the golds with purple to show their high status. Though this is their funeral dress, Daphnie having the black on top covering her own warm and regal colors while her mother instead covers the black with yellow and dons spectacles of a familiar red seem to hint at how the Plume Church interacts with them. Daphine is being covered and almost smothered, though her pure intentions still peek through; Euphamina cannot get away from the influences, but has found ways to assert her will.

Speaking of the funeral, we have a mystery bean with their very own VIP color scheme with cool, deep blues that we have yet to see used elsewhere.

Finally, we have Amos Ellery. We also do not know much of his color scheme sans funeral, but I believe his color scheme hits at his own motivations, similar to Silas. Whereas Silas's colors were seemingly very average for persons in Saperport, save the little highlighting of his hair, Amos is all black, white, and grey. His course is chosen not because of promises, nor because he agrees with the Church... they are driven by the Church being the only thing 'correct' to follow.

I hope you have enjoyed my ramblings, the pretty colors, and any snippets of a story you saw. Do please go read and give the author all the support!

[whimsilica]

Assorted Phantomarine theories and thoughts

I wonder if the reason Cheth doesn't have Shoshana's soul to summon as sea ghost is that, either due to her "half breed" status, as Cheline so kindly put it, or to her having been "loved into immortality", is that her soul went wherever the souls of the dead gods are (If the dead gods have souls at all, that is)

Cheth and Cheline handshakememe.jpg: Hating Shoshana

...If we can trust Cheline's word, I wonder if two of the reasons she hates Shoshana so much are that

1) Shoshana helped with the deicide, also against whoever her divine parent actually was

2) She got to be remembered, whereas the other deities have been wiped from memory save in phrases such as "gods above and below", although their names aren't in use anymore

.....How much of the villainization of Cheth is Cheline comitting crimes in his name, and how much is human revisionism (Cheline would never betray them, after all)

...............Phantomarine is the bones of one of the dead gods, isn't it

...How the FUCK are the clergy rationalizing that the AQUIfers (with water being Cheth's domain) help with seabite. How. (Also how the fuck are the seabitten supposed to trust the aquifers if they're supposed to fear water.) (....Graduation requirement: be so afraid of water you won't even touch the aquifers)

(Wonder if that's how at least some Lodestars got the idea)

There's more thoughts about how Vanna is currently apparently alive and the Fata Morgana are corpses puppeteered by Cheline and likely killed by her and the reason they're silent is because she fucking hates talking to humans and they're her way of relieving stress, but I can't formulate them out of the pudding that is my brain rn

[stayatiny]

Little Dolly Chapter 10~ Yandere!Seonghwa

Pairing(s) – Killer/Yandere Seonghwa x Virgin! Reader

Series warnings – Violence, Daddy kink, mentions of murder, TW- beating, swearing, blood, smut and lose of virginity (later on), yandere behaviors, Stockholm syndrome (seriously this is darker than my other fics. If this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read.)

Chapter Warning(s) –things that regularly goes with Mafia, smut, daddy kink, creampie, please let me know If I missed anything.

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“Let’s get married,” I say looking over at Seonghwa. His eyes bugged.

“What do you mean? We are planning a wedding; it won’t be much longer until then.” I dried my hands on the kitchen towel then sitting next to him on the couch. He still couldn’t get around very much but a lot better now.

“I don’t want to wait anymore. After you getting shot and then me getting taken, it just made me want to marry you sooner. I don’t think that I can be away from you if something were to happen to you. So, let’s get married.” Seonghwa kissed me hard wrapping his hands into my hair.

“Let’s get dressed.”

~A week later

“You know Hwa. Your mom’s going to find out that we ran off and eloped right,” I say holding my passport close to my chest. I see the smirk on his face as he parks his car next to the airport hangar. He has a private jet ready for us.

“True she will but I do believe that I owe it to you after everything in the past year.” Oh yeah, I guess it has been about a year or so now. I don’t know, time’s hard to keep up with now a days. He gets out then stretches. I get out then walk over to his side of the car. He wraps his arm around my waist pulling me close. He kisses the tip of my nose.

“Fuck you’re beautiful,” he said. I smirk, kissing him grabbing the collar of the crisp white shirt he was wearing. Seonghwa pushed up the shirt touching the skin of my hip. We hear another car pull up breaking us apart. It was Mr. Kang.

“You’re late.” He pulls out his luggage and smiles.

“I’m not late you’re just early.” I chuckled as Hwa rolled his eyes at the man. I greeted him and bowed.

“I’m glad you’re alright, Y/N. Seonghwa was worried about you that night.”

“Thank you, Mr. Kang.” By now the pilot and a stewardess have shown up to get the plane ready to go. The pilot and Mr. Kang took our bags while we got on the plane and got settled. Seonghwa hasn’t told me where we were going but at this point it’s probably better not to ask. After all that had happened, he was right we needed the time away from the city. Although that last time that we were away from the city, I was taken by him and then he shot me a couple of times. I know that I’m fucked in the head about actually caring for him and maybe even loving him. I know that in the end things will more than likely end badly for us. But having someone that genuinely cares for my well being and mental state is nice to have. I know that everyone has their special someone…and I think I found mine.

“Where are we going or is that a secret?” He smiled before taking a drink from the stewardess.

“I was thinking somewhere tropical for our honeymoon.” He smirks. I pouted stomping my feet a little. He instantly frowned. He grabbed my hand, jerking me over to him.

“You little brat. Keep that up and I won’t let you up from the bed for the rest of the week,” he says as a breathy whisper. I feel a shiver run down my spine as the space between my legs became hot. I whined looking to him for some relief. He hushed me kissing my temple.

“Aw is my little slut horny for me?” I whined louder feeling my cheeks heat up. He drags me into his lap with one arm. Damn it, he’s strong. Almost immediately he bites and licks my neck like it was the last time he would taste me. I clutch his shirt in my hands as his hands grope my ass.

“Pull out these off I need you. Now,” he growls. I pull off my underwear. In hindsight I shouldn’t have to begin with. I hear his zipper and the shuffling of clothes. I climb back on his lap kissing him hard. He pushes my skirt up to my hips. Seonghwa finally slips inside me. I feel breathless and so full. I let out a breathy whine.

“Hush baby girl. I know it’s so much for you to handle.” He rubs my clit with his thumb while his other hand tugged on my hair at the base of my neck.

“Ahh daddy stop teasing me.” He chuckled. He bucks his hips upwards almost making me cum.

“What’s wrong baby? Can’t handle my fat cock?” I kiss him as he throws me down on the couch we’re sitting on, now currently fucking on. Seonghwa pins my legs at the knee. He pounds into me. I cover my mouth to keep from anyone hearing me. I’m not sure if it works at this point. I whine through my hands as he repeatedly hits my g-spot with the head of his cock. He lets my legs wrap around his waist then leaning forward on his arms caging me between them.

“Fuck you’re so tight. Cum for me,” he moaned. I let out a soft moan burying my face into his shoulder. I feel his cum flood my pussy as he panted for air. Seonghwa kisses me again before pulling out. He grabs a wet towel from the restroom, cleaning me up.

“Get dressed we’ll be taking off soon.”

~~~~~~<3~~~~~~

We made it to the villa when I realized we were on some private island in the tropics that his parents bought him for our engagement. I pulled back the drapes looking out at the ocean. The water was a bright blue, and the air was warm compared to the winter in Korea. I smile feeling Seonghwa hug my waist.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” I nod, happily as I turn to kiss Seonghwa. He kisses me back, holding my cheeks.

“Come on let’s get some rest before dinner. I wasn’t expecting us to arrive so early in the day. I need you rested before tonight,” he says, finishing off with a smirk and a wink. Damn this man. I laid down on the bed while waiting for Seonghwa to join me. He climbed in behind me letting snuggle into him. We had the doors open, listening to the waves. Seonghwa was softly singing in my ear like a lullaby.

“You know that me going to sleep won’t be such a good idea.” He scoffs before turning me to face him.

“True you slept almost the whole way here, but we can always talk if you don’t want to sleep.” I tucked his hair behind his ear before caressing his cheek with my thumb like he’s done to me so many times.

“Why did you choose me? Besides you saying that I need to me taken care off.” His small smile that he had faded away.

“I chose you because I knew that you were different. There was something about you that I wanted to have for myself. Looking back at it I shouldn’t have stalked you or kidnapped you. I used my power to get what I wanted instead of being an adult and for me being a little bitch, I’m sorry.” I didn’t expect a real answer nor an apology from him.

“Seonghwa, I didn’t know you felt that way. Maybe in a different life, things would’ve started differently between us. But…stuff happens for a reason, right?” I gave him a little nod before laying my head on his chest. I didn’t know that I would love someone as much as I love Seonghwa. Despite everything, I wouldn’t change anything in the world for this.

I placed the last curl into my hair when Seonghwa walked in to fix his tie.

“Don’t you look all fancy,” I say looking at him. I unplugged the curling iron and set it to the side to cool.

“I always look fancy. I just haven’t been able to dress nicely with healing from getting shot.” I fixed the back of his collar.

“I know but it’s still odd for me not seeing you in sweatpants and a t-shirt.” He turns to face me, his hand touching my cheek before loosely draping around the base of my neck. I wanted to squeal but I kept it in.

“Let’s get to dinner before I change my mind.” We headed down to the beach where a candle-lit dinner underneath a canopy was waiting for us. He planned this out to a tee.

“Seonghwa, when we get back can my parents come to visit us?” He set down his silverware before answering. I know it must have thrown him off.

“I don’t see a problem with it but why do you ask now?” I shrug.

“I’m not sure why I asked so suddenly but it does seem kind of weird to be married without having my parents and siblings here to meet you.”

“I guess you do have a point about that since you have met my parents and brother. When we get back, I’ll make the arrangements for them to come here. I just hope they don’t get too curious about how I make my money.”

“They usually don’t care about that kind of thing or at least they didn’t when my brother and sister got married to their significant others. They would be more interested about how you are as a person.” He took a few bites of his steak before Mr. Kang approached our table. He sighed before looking at the man.

“I’m sorry to interrupt but the Bang syndicate has made their move. Your father is overlooking the counter measures over the dock incident.” I swear Seonghwa was smiling, almost laughing.

“I hope that Christopher has more sense than to mess with our money, but it seems that he doesn’t or has a death wish. Keep me informed no matter the time please.” Mr. Kang nodded and walked away.

“Christopher Bang, isn’t he the one that kidnapped me?” His head darted toward me. He caressed my cheek, lovingly.

“Don’t worry my little doll he won’t hurt you again,” he says before kissing my forehead. His words comforted me knowing he would protect me. We continued to eat and talk.

“Come on let’s walk around the beach.” He stood up and stretched out his hand for mine. I joined him as he led me to the water. I take a deep breath of the salty and crisp air of the waves. I let go of Seonghwa’s hand going into the water. I pull my floor length dress to my waist letting the water to up to my knees. I laugh kicking water toward him. He smiles before splashing me. He took off his shoes and joined me. He wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Why are you still holding the dress?” He tries to take the skirt of the dress out of my hands.

“I don’t want it to get wet, Seonghwa.” He popped my ass lightly. I yelped, jumping forward into his arms. “I’ll just buy you a new dress.” He finally wrestles the skirt from me letting it hit the water. I huffed as he laughed. Seonghwa buries his face into my shoulder. My heart pounding loudly in my chest. We listen to the waves as they crash against our legs. I didn’t want to move but it was time to go back to the house before the waves went to high. He held my hand tightly as we walked up the path. Life for us was now perfect. I want things to stay this way.

[watchingalotofmovies]

Falling in Love Like in Movies

Falling in Love Like in Movies    [trailer]

A screenwriter reunites with his high school friend and crush, who is still grieving from the loss of her husband. He wants to convince her to fall in love once again, just like in the movies.

Turned out to have more story "levels", and overall also be more interesting than expected.

There were still a few things that bugged me. For example, taken together the director-screenwriter conversations were just too clichéd. And at times the story/film felt just too self-conscious, which took you out of the movie.

I also think the movie should've ended when Bagus enters the office of the producer again. But it's still a very worthwhile watch.

I also want to point out that Bagus' friends are named Cheline and Dion.

[phantomarine]

Okay after the bill and Cheline question I kinda want more of these types of questions like- "Would Cheline get along with this (insert name) villain??" It's like those wacky crossover scenarios that usually happens in fanfics lol

Also, it would give the same feeling like that House of Villains movie where all the Disney villains interacted with each other, is like "No, they won't freak out about anything, and even how they can even meet, they are gonna have a tea party with biscuits and spill the tea about the pesky heroes" and I am an enjoyer of this vibe lmao

House of Villains (Webcomic Edition)

I want Cheth to sit next to Coyote Gunnerkrigg

[phoenix-is-the-hottest-thing]

Oh wow we can see this page in a new light now

Cheth's siblings had their divine essence broken, but his is fine, so he's "disassembled" or "broken", but not dead

Phaedra unknowingly bringing up humans(?) murdering gods, not knowing that has been done before

No fucking wonder Cheth was so confused about the niece thing.

Then there's Pavel. Cheline and Cheth both "recognized" Pavel. Could this name be one of their siblings? It's three characters long, like Cheth and Cheline.

Someone dear that Cheline lost should be one of her siblings? (Unless she was lying through her teeth...) She could have been thinking of Cheth because of Pavel's clothes, though. Seems like she internally frames the Fracture as having been done "for his own good". Dear wouldn't be so strange if she doesn't actually hate him, just thinks he's been "corrupted" so he had to go for his own safety... oh this can have queer parallels alright.

Actually I WAS wondering how much Cheline hated Cheth or not for ages. Because she acted so tame when they bumped into each other? He glared and she just ran away, letting Pavel escape. Sure, when he asked her a question she just ignored him, but he called Phaedra's death a 'gift'.

I was wondering why he'd even accept gifts from his sister. Makes a whole lot more sense if she doesn't actually hate his bone ass.

[hongjoongscafe]

Don't do that

Drabble

Pairing: jonghoxreader

Genre: slight angst, fluff

Summary: he despised skinship.

Word count: 1.6k+

Note: Happiest birthday @cheline 💓💓. Thank you for being such a great friend of mine😘. Although I am late by a few hours but you understand🥹. Hopefully, this year you might find a hammy for yourself and then send me many cute pictures and videos of that hammy. I hope you get to go to every concert your heart wishes for💓. Also, thank you for this cute idea😊💓

Masterpost

*DO NOT REPOST, PLZ*

“No, please,” Jongho whined and got away from you when you tried to cuddle him.

He has been like this forever. You knew that he disliked skinship but this much!? You were left speechless. There are many people you knew who didn’t like skinship but they always made a sweet exception for their dearest lovers.

You thought that he might be the same and be physically closer to you (not to say that you wanted to show off that he is only close to you– someone special). It made you sad.

Holding hands while walking or hugging by the beach. Cuddling during the movie nights. Half-hugging while admiring the pretty view. Kissing randomly in public or even in the privacy of your house.

Yeah, it was all just a dream. Oh, you wanted him to be closer to you and not feel like that.

It hurts, even more, when you recall the times when you came into the relationship with him, he was the sweetest. He would kiss your knuckles all the time. He would never leave your hand. It felt real back then. Right now, you felt like you both were in an arranged marriage. It sucked.

“Please, Jojo, I just want to hold your hand,” you requested. Trying to keep your voice low so that people around you in the street won’t listen to your frustrated voice.

“I don’t like it, y/n. You know I hate skinship,” Jongho sighed and walked further with you just standing behind.

~~~

ATEEZ was going on a world tour. Everyone was there saying goodbye to their loved ones. Hugging and kissing their partners. It made you jealous and sad. Jongho was standing next to you doing nothing but saying how he would surprise Atiny with his new ideas. He was excited about the concerts and everything that came along with them, i.e, interaction with Atiny and well, of course, the fact that he will get to explore many places.

You sighed and faced him, “Jojo, I’m gonna miss you.”

He looked at you and smiled, “me too! I’ll make sure to take some time out to talk to you. And I’ll bring a gift for you,” he winked.

You smiled and tried to cup his face for a kiss. But being the Jongho he is, he held your wrists and moved you away, “don’t,” he casually stated without knowing how much his actions hurt you. You only wanted to kiss him before he disappeared for three months. Three months without seeing him or going close at least felt his body heat.

~~~

Things were getting worse. You hated being on the internet. All you wanted to do was to throw your phone away and break the shit out of it.

Why, you may ask.

Well, Jongho was posting pictures with their translator. That wasn’t the main problem. The main problem was that he was holding her in those pictures. An arm around her neck, sometimes a hand on her waist.

Bitter you, you went through your gallery to find at least one picture in which he was holding you. But guess what, there were none. No, zero. If he was anti-skinship, then why was he being handsy with others? Is it you? Are you not enough for him? Or does he feel ashamed of you?

Your heart broke into a million pieces when you concluded: he doesn’t love you anymore and is dating someone else.

The next few weeks were nothing but terrible.

~~~

“Hey, how are you?” Hongjoong greeted you as you entered his studio. He was the only rational person you could talk to. He was the leader and knew his members better than anybody. He knew how to calm anyone's nerves and give the wisest advice.

“Hi, well, not the best,” you honestly said.

He sat straight and looked at you with concern kissing his face, “why? What happened?”

“I- I don’t know how to say it out loud…” you hesitated and a bit of anxiety shadowed down on you.

“Hey, here drink some water,” Hongjoong handed you some water. “Take your time and talk it out. Keeping it inside won’t do any good.”

You took the water and drank half of the bottle in a single breath, “thanks,” you panted, catching your breath. “You see, the thing is that… I am not sure if Jongho loves me anymore…”

Hongjoong's face had a big question-mark expression for a second before he chuckled, “why would you say that?” He asked.

“I don’t know, I just feel like it,” you sighed.

“Something must have happened that this thought came into your head,” he said.

“You know how he hates skinship, right?” You asked.

“Oh I know,” he agreed.

“He is like that in our personal life as well,” you began. “He hates when I get too close. He always dodges my touches. If I try to kiss him or make… any move… he just,” you sighed, “he just, hates it and stays far away,” you finally opened up.

“How does that make you feel?” He carefully asked.

“To be honest, it makes me feel shitty,” you said. “I feel like he doesn’t love me and feels disgusted by me that he won’t ever give in for skinship in public. How bad is holding hands?” a surprised sob fell from your throat. “I feel like– I feel like I am not enough. I feel like he is interested in someone else, someone who is perfect unlike me,” you wiped your eyes and drank the rest of the water.

Hongjoong nodded and thought for a second, processing what you said. He cleared his throat and looked at you, “in my opinion, you should talk to him frankly and tell him how you feel, you know? As far as I know, he is not cheating on you, I can make sure of that. He is whipped for you. He never stops talking about you… but as for skinship, I can understand where you are coming from and him ignoring and dodging your affections like that is bad. He should be more open with you, in the end, he is your boyfriend.”

Hongjoong smiled at you and continued, “you are just overthinking the facts. Give yourself a break and be easy on yourself. You are perfect and the prettiest star for him.”

Oblivious of you two, you didn't know that Jongho was hearing your conversation through the tiny crack of the door that was not completely closed.

Jongho felt the worst. You felt like that because of him. It was his fault that you felt bad about yourself and questioned if you are enough or not.

He needed to make it better.

~~~

It was night and you were asleep. You didn't wait for Jongho to come back home. You didn't have any energy left after your therapy-type session with Hongjoong.

Jongho came back about an hour before midnight and found you dead asleep in your bed. His heart broke after seeing your swollen eyes. He didn't take the risk to touch and accidentally wake you up. Instead, he started working on something.

Right when the clock hit midnight, you heard someone calling your name and shaking you. You whined and tossed and turned in the bed. Finally, you opened one of your eyes and saw Jongho sitting by your side. You got up and sat straight, “Jojo, what happened? Is everything okay?” you asked.

“Happy Birthday to you~ happy birthday to you~ happy birthday to my dear love~” Jongho sang the birthday song in a low, romantic voice and brought the cake in front of you.

You gasped. You had totally forgotten that it was your birthday. “Jojo…” you smiled and cut the cake.

He picked up a tiny bite and fed you. There was a little bit of cake at the end of your lips. He chuckled and cupped your face to lick it away. You froze. Never in a million years, you thought this would happen. But it didn't stop there, he captured your lips in a sweet and romantic kiss. His lips moved slowly and steadily against yours. They were warm and soft and fluffy. You never wanted to leave this feeling.

You both broke the kiss to take a breath. He chuckled and hugged you tightly in his muscular arms. “Happiest birthday, my love. You are the only one I have… Please never be sad and always talk to me. I love you and forever will… I can't imagine being without you. You are like my daily dose of sanity. I love being next to you… It's not that I hate skinship with you, it's just I am always terrified of something bad. Do you know what I mean? Some toxic people might end up hurting you… And in private, I'm scared that I will get addicted to your touch.”

You pulled away from the hug and looked into his eyes. “D-did Hongjoong talk to you?”

“No… I might have accidentally eavesdropped on your conversation,” he scratched his neck. “I don't want you to think something that is not true. You are the best I ever had and I won't ever change that. I only want you and no one else. Is that clear to you?” he asked

Your eyes become teary. You smiled and nodded and hugged him again. You took your sweet time to feel him up, trying to take up all the heat and feeling of his hard body against you. You felt safe and loved. “Jojo, I can take the criticism of toxic people but please don't be so away from me… That hurts more…”

Jongho pecked your lips, “I learned my lesson the hard way, I will never do this again… I love you, my love.”

.....

Sanaa’s note:

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Have a nice day/night💓

[greenbloodedskink]

What do you think the fake Shoshana’s experience was like? Did she just give up her body or play at being Shoshana?

I think it would be more interesting if she was alive through most of it. My reasoning is:

Cheline was able to describe her personality, so she had to have been alive for a bit

Shoshana is shown having a bird with her that could be Cheline, why be in Shoshana and in the bird at the same time?

Its kind of a hassle to prevent or hide rot, especially for years and years. Better keep the meat alive

Shoshanary was The Willing Peon of the century. Blindly devoted. Would do anything for her goddess, never question her, never step out of line, unlike Pharos and Halea. Waste of a good peon to off her

Makes it all the more tragic if she was alive

[star1117-archives]

𝟏𝟒: 𝟐𝟖 - 𝐉.𝐖𝐘

➵ Pairing : Wooyoung x Fem!reader

➵ Genre : Smut + High school/College au (unspecified)

➵ W.C : 519

➵ Warnings : Mentions of bullying, Enemies with benefits, Mentions of exhibitionism, Marking, Mentions of dumbification, Mentions of pornography, Semi-public sex.

➵ A/N : Under 16’s DNI.

➵ Network : @cacaokpop-fics

© 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟕-𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, repost or use my work in any way, shape or form.

Wooyoung pulled a pornographic moan from your lips as he pulled your legs closer to his waist, his strokes were reaching parts of your body that were foreign even to you, untouched by your fingers. While his thrusts were rough his touch was surprisingly soft, his grip on your hips firm but careful. His thumbs rubbed small circles on your love handles as you gripped his shoulders tightly, eyes squeezed shut as you called his name.

A small laugh left his lips, but it wasn’t mocking like it usually was. He pressed a sweet kiss to your cheek, his soft demeanour paired with his rough, erratic movements confusing you even more. His head pressed into the crook of your neck, nuzzling into your skin as he stifled more groans, nipping and licking at you hungrily.

”Fuck.. making me feel this way.. stop it.”

You struggled to breathe with the brutal pace Wooyoung was keeping up, hardly able to reply.

”H-uh? Wha- S-shit! Wooyoung!”

A low grunt left Wooyoung’s lips as he abused your g-spot with a powerful thrust, head thrown back in ecstasy as you clenched tight, gripping him like a vice.

”Stop being- ngh! so f-fucking hot.. it makes me sick watching people stare at you like that.”

Your brain couldn’t even process his words, all you could think of was the way he was pistoning in and out of you. He felt so good, and that’s all that mattered right now, not his words, or how he treats you outside this dingy cupboard.

”Wear a- fuck- skirt like that again and I’ll bend you o-over one of the desks next time.”

You nodded your head quickly, your back arching off the wall Wooyoung had you up against. Wooyoung chuckled before sucking and licking at your neck, gripping your thighs when they started to shake around his waist. When you heard the chattering of other students however, your nails dug deeper into his skin.

”What, don’t wanna be seen with me? The narcissistic jock fucks the school’s genius dumb, what a great porno we’d be.”

You let a hand fly at Wooyoung’s chest but it had no power behind it, not doing any damage at all. He hoisted you up higher on his waist and cupped your cheek once he knew you were secure. How could someone be so caring in the dark yet push you around in public? Stand by while his friends tipped their lunches on you? You had tried to find the answer, but Wooyoung was the only problem you couldn’t solve.

You were soon brought out of your thoughts however when he left a kiss on your cheek, hips now snapping up into you at a lethal pace when he heard the warning bell. Three minutes till class.

”W-Wooyoung! We have to-!“

Wooyoung put a hand over your mouth as he heard the footsteps of students heading to class, not ceasing his movements as he whispered into your ear. As he spoke he adjusted his hips, now hitting your g-spot with every needy thrust.

”Don’t worry babe, I’ll make sure you come before math.”

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