#oh well gg go next

[sunlitmiracle]

Day 2 Engineer claiming can lead to the fastest own-goals

bonus: I scuffed this round because I was convinced Yuriko was yet again Gnosia when she was going after Setsu, so I helped run a dogpile that put Yuriko in cold sleep. but then. well.

final three with two definite humans and Setsu wasn't one of them :') feels bad when you have to use definite enemy on your Situationship

[merlieve]

bibliophile :: jess mariano

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 & 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬

𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 | 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭!

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Note: i wrote this while listening to “si tu m’aimes demain’ by iliona + the intro is inspired by 500 days of summer, so that’s basically the vibe of the story 😋 Ik there isn’t a market for GG fics but I just love me some Jess.

SUMMARY | Jess says something about how it’s a shame that people arent as beautiful and interesting as books, but he looks at [Name] and realizes that she could be the only person who could be compared to the books he loves.

The soft glow of Luke’s Diner’s sign casts a warm ambience onto the quiet street, the last remnants of daylight as it settles to the night sky.

Inside, the diner was practically buzzing with people, the sounds of plate clattering and a few conversations filled the air.

Ring. The sound of someone coming inside alerted Jess but he didn’t bother to stand up from the bar stool.

“The Old Man and the Sea? I love Hemingway!”

Jess was so caught up in his world that he failed to notice the girl seated next to him at the diner countertop. “Excuse me?”

“I said I love Hemingway,” She repeated, now gaining Jess’ full attention. “You have good taste in books.”

“Thanks, uhh?” — “[Name]” The girl said with a smile. ‘A pretty name for a pretty face’ thought Jess, looking at the girl beside him up and down.

“If you read Hemingway, I’d suggest Bukowski if you’re into poetry.” She recommended, looking down at her nails as she was slightly nervous by the way the boy was looking at her.

“I take it you like classics.” Said Jess, putting down his book.

“Oh, I like any genre! Mystery, historical, sci-fi… you name it.” Smiled [Name] as she rambled about her interests.

Jess found it adorable. “Quite the bibliophile, aren’t ya?”

“Guess you could say that, stranger.”

He was just about to ask for her number when someone came behind the counter.

“Jess, your break’s over.” Said Luke, glancing over the teenagers in front of him.

“Well, duty calls.” Sassed Jess, grabbing his book by the counter but not without giving the girl a wink. “Bye, stranger.”

Ever since that day, Jess couldn’t seem to get [Name] out of his mind and it didn’t help that she was everywhere; the quaint bookstore, at school, the library, even at the Walmart he works at, and that’s at Hartford!

If Jess had learned anything by being [Name]’s friend is that he knew that the way to her heart was to challenge her.

The two could make a conversation about just about anything, whether it was debating the end of The Bell Jar or trying to find the best coffee place in New Haven.

When she talked about her favourite books, Jess had the time of his life listening to the passion in her voice. And it wasn’t only him. Whenever Jess talks, [Name] sounds like she’s actually interested in whatever he’s talking about.

They’d exchange books, they’d lend each other books and return them fully annotated with their own opinions. They’d have study dates after school, which skyrocketed Jess’ grades by a ton and he even helped [Name] out with her AP classes. They’d go to each other’s houses to have movie nights, [Name] would pick some kind of chick-flick and he’d be “mad” at first and then grow on to love it.

Every time he spent time with her, his blooming crush would only grow and grow. At some point, he realised that his feelings for [Name] went beyond simple platonic attraction and not only did that scare him from having a genuine friend at Stars Hollow but it was how he couldn’t contain it.

Not to mention, Luke started to get sceptical when Jess said he was going to school. Since when did Jess actually go to school?

“I’m leaving!” Shouted Jess with a book bag slung across his shoulder as he closed the door.

Luke’s curiosity got the best of him and he followed Jess to a house. He knew it, Jess was lying, again. But right before he was about to reprimand him, a girl who seemed about Jess’ age walked out of the house, she looked a little familiar.

The two seemed to talk to each other for a bit before walking back… in Luke’s direction.

Luke had no choice but to hide in the prickly bushes to remain hidden from his nephew’s sight… ouch.

Later that Day

“Why’d you got a bandaid on your nose?” Asked Jess, referring to Luke’s earlier injury.

“It’s nothi- just shut up.” Challenged Luke as he walked over to refill a few coffee mugs.

A few hours passed until closing time and the diner was starting to get empty. Just when Luke was about to clean the countertops, the front door opened. It was the same girl Jess was with before.

She approached the counter with a friendly smile, the kind of smile Luke hadn't seen in a while.

"Hi, is Jess here?" Asked [Name], her eyes wandered around the diner.

Almost on cue, Jess walks out of the kitchen and greets the girl with a smile. “Oh, great. Are we throwing a fiesta or organising a pity party? 'Cause, you know, I'm just on the edge of my seat here.” Babbled Jess.

"Jess, I got a 95 on AP Bio!" The girl excitedly says, holding a paper in the air. "Really? Let me see," he replies, walking over to her.

“What, you don’t believe me? Well, it’s there and it’s in a big red mark with the words ‘Fantastic’!” She eagerly hands it over, her eyes shining with pride.

“Look at that, Ms. Fantastic,” Smiled Jess as he looked over her paper. “You hungry? It’s Danish day. C’mon it’ll be my treat.”

After hearing the news, [Name] gasped, “It’s like the stars were aligned” She giggled, taking a seat at the nearby table.

Once Jess walked over to the counter to grab a freshly cooked Danish, Luke cornered the boy.

"So, what's the deal with you and that girl?” he asked, his tone more curious than accusatory.

Jess shrugged, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "Just helping her out with her AP classes. Turns out, I’ve got a brain in this pretty little head of mine."

Luke raised an eyebrow sceptically. "And since when did you become the tutor type?"

Jess rolled his eyes, “I like her, she reads Hemingway.” He said as he looked at [Name] who was still walking on cloud nine.

Luke nodded, understanding dawning in his eyes. "She’s a good influence on you, kid. Don’t screw this one up, okay?"

Jess scoffed, but there was a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Yeah, well, don't go spreading that around. I've got a reputation to maintain."

[accio-victuuri]

all the cpn : xiao zhan’s 33rd bday 🫶🏼

this could be part one of many, who knows. but i’m starting with this compilation post to keep track and enjoy the sweets. it’s the weekend and some people may be celebrating gege’s bday offline so people have a hard time looking at cpns. plus we got content too!

again, happy happy birthday to xiao laoshi 🎂🎈 this post is for fun only & not meant to take away from the celebration of xz’s life. feel free to scroll along if this is not your thing.

now let’s dive into the candies!

1. in the video post and greeting sent out by xz studio, there is a word/phrase their that they used explore new spaces which is kinda like exploring the unknown. this is not the first time this was cued and why it’s sus to us. well i just hope they get to explore new places together next time! there is also a whole conversation on how the “letter”/greeting for xz has some bits to it that is similar to wyb’s bday letter — but i’m not even gonna go there. 😂😂😂

i think it’s just gonna be one of those mysteries and if you believe it then you do, if you don’t - you don’t.

2. the post he made on his own account, people have pointed out that the format is similar to the well wishes sent out by lrlg. it’s so xz of him to also wish people well on his own bday!

3. and in his caption is 我们 ( wo men ) us/we is written. we also see that in his bday post when yibo was included. oh! how we have missed the times that they could freely greet each other!

4. having their backs facing us for their bday post by their own studios.

5. I think we will see the true details of this photo once we get more content from this shoot. but this is interesting.

who could it be? 👀👀👀

is it a self portrait or is he drawing someone else?

6. The big “paper plane” on the right. 🛫 it’s a recurring symbol between them and it’s nice to see a huge version of it here.

7. How yibo-official’s usual post for exploring the unknown was usually shared at 10:00 for the past few weeks. but today it was delayed to 10:30, probably giving way to GG’s bday timeslot of 10:05 and a bit after that. I always believe that they give way to each other.

and also how the photos shared by xzs was staggered. they have no problems sharing 18 in one go but for some reason they released 9 and then another 9 after. it has to be 18 = yibo.

8. not really cpn, but how something bjyx related trended on both of their birthdays. just goes to show how relevant and active the fandom is. whether it’s a good or bad thing is up for anyone’s interpretation. those who hate us and what we stand for as cpfs will continue to hate on us so whatever 🤷🏻‍♀️

just enjoy all the content the boys gives us and clown among ourselves.

9. THIS EDIT. and how the two look like they could have been two related videos! the streamers as decoration and the messy setup.

END.

that’s all for now, more to scream about later. hopefully. anyway, i hope everyone has a good day!

[formulawolff]

xv. everlong - t.w.

pairing: female driver!reader x toto wolff

word count: 3.0k

warnings: age gap relationship, team principal x driver relationship, cursing, marijuana use, alcohol use, toto being down bad per usual, light angst, toto is not the best person for a minute, mentions of divorce/separation, some lighttttt smut (the heavy smut will be included in the next chapter! promise!) oral (f! receiving), some realllll sweet n tender shit, yadayadayada

a/n: this chapter is probably one of my top five favorites, if not favorite chapter of this series. although it would be pretty hard to top chapter xii., i really enjoyed writing this one! to set the mood for the chapter, i have a few song recs to listen to as you read! please try to listen to them in order, as they really set the tone/vibe of golden girl x toto! <3 also, a huge shoutout to the anon who inspired me to write about gg x toto smoking together!! :)

little hell - city and colour

alkaline - sleep token

one way (feat. t-pain) - 6lack, t-pain

everlong - foo fighters

skin - mac miller

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“toto, tell me. are you in love with her?” 

yes, susie. i am. 

she is a divine being, bringing me to my knees at the sight of her. she is the sun, a bright, radiant beacon of light and warmth. her touch alone makes me weak. my mind is consumed with thoughts of her every waking second. i’ve been apart from her for so long, i can barely hold it together right now. 

the team principal inhales sharply, letting out a shaky breath, “i – i can’t answer that.”

“you are, aren’t you?” susie’s expression is unreadable, “you’re in love with her. if this was just some fuck you wouldn’t be acting this way.”

there it was again.

that pang of jealousy deeply interwoven in her fiery retort. 

“susie,” toto begins, scrambling for formulate some sort of coherent response, “i don’t know what to say or how to respond in a manner that will make this any more–”

“no,” she holds up a hand, “you do not have to explain yourself to me any further. i know you love that girl. you wouldn’t have let her pull that little stunt if you didn’t.”

“it wasn’t just some little stunt–”

“exactly,” susie shakes her head, tears glistening in the light, “it wasn’t just some publicity stunt to you. i could tell that you enjoyed that kiss, toto. you were practically making out with her for fuck’s sake.”

“susie,” toto rises to his feet, “we made an agreement, remember? we wanted this. both of us.”

“but that doesn’t mean i have to act like it doesn’t tear me apart seeing you with someone new. someone younger than me. someone who is far more beautiful than i ever will be. someone who can bear more children for you. someone who will–”

“susie, stop. cut that shit out right now.” 

“why?” she demands, whipping her head towards the team principal, “why are you so stone cold as i’m falling apart in front of you? why does this not bother you?”

“because,” toto coughs, clearing his throat, “i don’t love you anymore. that’s why. all of those feelings, they’re long gone. when i look at you, i don’t feel love. you’re one of my good friends, one of my business partners, and the mother of my children. i feel respect, and a deeply rooted companionship. but i just don’t feel love. not even an inkling.”

her eyes narrow, “oh, so i was wrong. you’re not just in love. you’re in deep.”

“and i’m not going to stand here and play childish little games,” the team principal scoffs, “you’ve never acted this way before, and i am not sure why this girl is bothering you so badly when i’ve mentioned other women in the past.”

susie’s lower lip curls into a sneer, “did it ever occur to you that this bothers me so much because i know her? because we were friends at one point? she has a relationship with the academy, toto. i’ve met with her several times. we’ve spoken on a regular basis at one point. it just feels wrong.”

“well,” toto shrugs, “she’s going to be around for a while, susie. you may want to get used to seeing her face around here.”

“you’re fucking ridiculous,” susie snarls, raising a pointed finger at the team principal, “you’ve been a terrible father lately. you’ve been a horrid team principal. and the worst part, you’ve completely lost it. ten years ago, you would have never put your reputation on the line like this.” 

the team principal remained silent as his former wife gathered her composure, cursing under her breath as she slung the strap of her purse over her shoulder, nearly stomping out of the office. the department surrounding his space probably eavesdropped on the entire heated exchange, but he didn’t care. 

after monaco, it seemed like he had less and less fucks to give these days. 

licking his lower lip, toto almost crashes down into his chair, collapsing as a groan rumbles in his chest.

so much for her taking that news well. 

and if he happened to marry this girl?

oh god. 

susie would probably have a conniption. fuck, she would probably ransack his entire office, defacing each and every one of his items. shit, she would even probably try to find a way to get him fired somehow. 

well, he didn’t entirely blame her. it wasn’t like he kept her in the loop about his personal life or romantic relationships. although they had a pretty amicable relationship after their separation, the subject of new love was always like rubbing salt in a wound.

a wound that toto thought had healed. but apparently not. her explosive outburst in the office reaffirmed that. 

there was a pang in his chest, squeezing in his heart as he hunched over the desk, burying his head in his arms. 

oh, how he missed his golden girl.

god, wasn’t that fucked up. 

his ex-wife of nearly a decade just basically professed she still harbored romantic feelings for him, and here he was, fretting as he yearned over his new love. 

he needed to see her, oh so badly. 

but how? although they were only approximately forty miles apart, it felt as if there were thousands upon thousands of miles between them. it was more than likely due to the nature of their current situation, but it left him aching for one singular thing. 

her touch. 

fuck, he craved her touch. the light drag of her nails against his skin as her fingertips traced along his toned back and shoulder blades. the wisp of her hair as she buried her head into his chest. the ghost of her mouth of his as their bodies intertwined together. 

her presence alone was enough to send him spiraling. 

it wasn’t like they were forced to go their separate ways between monaco and montreal. it was just suggested heavily by their pr teams that they do so, just so that williams and mercedes could launch their own personal investigations in regards to their relationship. 

and for the time being, it appeared that things were all cleared. they had broken no rules. they didn’t breach any contracts. well, not entirely. mercedes, williams, and the fia did not need to know about the hours the two of you spent discussing your decision to join toto at mercedes. 

besides, they did not need to know that you were naked, basking in the warmth of him, body tangled with his when you made that decision. 

the official contract talks would have to be scheduled here soon. 

after all, toto was running out of time. 

he needed that second driver. 

and he had you. it wasn’t entirely official quite yet, but he knew he had you. 

time to start making things official then, huh? 

not like he had to really, you already did that for him in monaco.

plucking his phone off his desk, the team principal starts to type out a lengthy text message, swallowing the lump in his throat as his thumb hovers over the send icon. 

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“what are you feeling for dinner over there, eeyore?”

alex’s voice snaps you out of your zombie-esque trance, your head swiveling as you glance over your shoulder, “i’ll just eat a little bit from whatever you make. i’m not really hungry.”

“oh come on,” alex rolls his eyes, yelling from across the kitchen, “you have to eat something! fuck our diets right now. what do you want? i’ll literally make anything for you. i am begging you to eat something.”

“it’s rare for alex to beg,” a giggle sounds from your right, light and airy, “it wouldn’t be a bad idea though, to eat a little something.”

exhaling, your gaze falls on lily as she sits beside you, perched in the plush chair, “i’m just not that hungry.”

“is it because of everything going on?” lily cocks her head, reaching for her wine glass, “i mean, i can’t imagine what it must be like to be you right now. you have to focus on your racing, your diet, keeping up on social media. yet, you also have to factor in your parents, your briefings, and your personal life. it must be a lot, considering what happened in monaco. by the way, what did your parents think? were they shocked? happy for you?”

“well,” your eyes drift over to the ledge of the balcony, taking in the way the sun was beginning its descent over the horizon, “they weren’t necessarily jumping for joy that i happened to fall for a fifty-two year old man. i think they’ll feel a lot better once they meet him. toto has this charm that has draws you in. i’m sure he would win them over in a heartbeat.”

“just like he did with you?” lily teases, leaning over to prod you playfully, “you know, you could have just told me and alex about him. we would’ve kept things private for you!”

“i know,” you bite the inside of your cheek, “but there was just so much risk involved with telling people about it. and i was scared of how you guys would have reacted, what you would have said, or if you would have told james or the fia or–”

“hey,” lily places a tender hand on your shoulder, “we don’t always choose who we fall in love with. we can choose how we act on those feelings, but that is just ultimately something for the universe to decide. you just happened to fall for a devastatingly handsome, recently divorced team principal.”

“i heard that!” alex calls, earning an eye roll from lily.

“i’m just trying to help her feel better! we both know that man is gorgeous!” 

“i miss that gorgeous man,” you bring your knees to your chest, resting your chin between them, “i know we didn’t have to spend the brief break apart, but our media teams advised us to. you have no idea how badly i’m fighting the urge to just tell him to take the next flight to–”

yet, before you can finish your sentence, your phone vibrates on the table, notifying you that you had a new text message.

eagerly, you snatch it up, eyes scanning over the screen. 

i miss you, beautiful girl. i’m not sure where you are, but i am taking the next flight to monaco as soon as i possibly can. i should be there by tonight. could we rendezvous at my place? if you need me to pay for your own ticket, i will. just let me know.

“what did he say?” lily peers over your shoulder. 

“he’s coming to monaco,” your heart skips a beat as the realization washes over you, “wait, i’m already here! he’ll be here tonight! he wants me to meet him at his place.”

“well,” lily’s eyes glimmer, a bright smile enveloping her features, “looks like you need to eat, take a shower, and get ready missy! alex, will you start your shower for me?”

“i already heard the entire thing,” the driver tuts as he strolls onto the balcony, two plates in hand, “eat first, and then i’ll start a shower for you. from the sound of it, it seems like you’ll have a long night ahead, so you need to eat up before you get your guts rearranged.”

heat flourishes into your cheeks at his comment, “i – oh my god. you don’t know that for sure.”

“i think i do,” a smug paints his lips as he sets the plate down beside you, “there’s a reason why you’ve been so glowy and bubbly these last few weeks. i know you’re not smoking or doing any drugs, so there’s only one other thing i can think of.”

“i cannot stand you,” you mumble, sheer embarrassment taking hold. 

“and that’s why you’re sitting down,” alex lets out a chuckle, “don’t worry buttercup, the teasing is only going to get worse from here on out.”

although you were more than grateful for alex allowing you to stay with him in monaco between the two races, it did have it pitfalls. and that was one of them. ever since you told him about toto, the teasing was relentless. it was never malicious, always lighthearted. how an older brother would pester his younger sister. which, you didn’t mind. 

ever since the meeting with williams, your emotions had been nothing but a tumultuous torrent of anxiety, regret, and well, terror. 

you were terrified that toto was going to choose preserving his career over your relationship. after all, you couldn’t blame him. he was one of mercedes’ spearheads, one of the most respected and dominant forces among the paddocks in his role as ceo and team principal. 

he was a father as well, with three children whom he loved dearly. he was perceived as a family man, who often toted jack on his shoulders or brought him along with to races. additionally, you couldn’t shake the one thing that had been gnawing away at you, completely tearing you apart. 

what did susie think of you? what did she think of your relationship? was she going to try and win toto back? did she still have feelings for him? 

if they happened to meet in the time you were apart, what did she say? how did he respond? was he guilty somehow? was he going to admit to you that after seeing her, some emotions resurfaced?

god, your head was your own personal little hell. 

and who knew if you were ever going to crawl out.

however, deep in your heart, you knew that you needed to see him. you needed to tell him the very thing that had been clawing at the depths of your very conscience. 

you loved him. 

and he needed to know. 

and by god, you were determined to tell him.

well, it looked like tonight would be your perfect opportunity. 

time to prepare for the worst.

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“go on, take another hit.”

your fingers pinch the rolled paper, bringing it to your mouth. lashes fluttering, you inhale, the harshness of the contents flooding your lungs, burning your throat. once you were satisfied with  the intake, you purse your lips, smoke billowing out. 

“good girl,” he hums, fingers squeezing your thigh, “i missed you, you know that?”

the corners of your lips curl into a blissful grin, “and i missed you. so much. more than you’ll ever know.”

the lights of monaco glitter in the distance, casting a soft glow over the ocean as the waves lap the shore, foam encasing the gritty shore. hints of tangerine poke out from above the horizon, promising of the sun’s arrival. the scent of marijuana lingers in the air as toto taps the joint against the tray, his brows knit together with concentration. 

above you, stars gleam, dotting the indigo hue that swathed the sky. all around, the mediterranean sea stretched for miles, the lights from various boats and yachts blinking, a gentle reminder that you were not alone.

although, you were in your own little world, utterly enamored and allured by the man beside you. 

toto arrived to monaco around eleven-thirty p.m., not arriving to his luxurious property until about midnight. although it was well later than you expected, you were bright-eyed and bushy tailed, oh so ready to reunite with the team principal. 

even though it was well past the hours he was normally up and about, he offered to take you on his yacht, where the two of you could just spend some time alone together. 

of course, it was an offer you couldn’t refuse.

especially when he mentioned that he had picked up a “special treat for his special girl.”

that treat was a tin of five pre-rolled joints, neatly packed together. the papers encasing them were oh so cute, a light blue with little fluffy, white clouds. the tin itself was to die for, with snoopy as the red baron, a cartoon bubble to his right stating, “up, up, and away!” 

his plug was definitely a woman, but you didn’t mind one bit. after all, with packaging that cute? how could you be upset? toto informed you that the tin was yours to keep, and he was more than happy to keep it filled for you. you just had to say the word, and he would contact his connection. 

smoking was probably the last thing you should be doing between races, but it wasn’t like the fia was testing the drivers regularly. even though the testing was random, toto informed you that once he got the word of any potential tests, he would find a way to let you know. 

you guys had already bent the rules enough, so why not bend them a little bit more?

“hey,” his is low, so gentle it was barely audible, “can i tell you something?”

he’s situated between your legs, spreading your thighs apart as you sit on the sundeck, the cool surface sending a shiver down your spine as it meets with heated skin. 

“of course,” you murmur, a hand connecting with his cheek, “what is it?”

“well for one, i want to fuck the shit out of you right now,” his eyes are glossy, pupils dilated as they hone in on you, “but i need to tell you something first.”

there’s a slight stubble as it grazes the pad of your thumb, his plush lips parting ever so slightly, “what is it, toto?”

he’s lowered now, his mouth hovering above your pussy, the thin fabric of your shorts the only barrier between his lips and sweet, sweet, relief. the relief he had been desperate for these last few days, pacing back and forth in his office as he attempted to maintain his composure. to keep it together. 

but here you were now, looking oh so breathtaking as the moonlight cascaded down, illuminating your skin with a beautiful silvery hue. 

you were a goddess.

 a truly divine being. the one he wanted to worship every single second, every single day for the rest of his life. the one who brought him to knees. the one who made him so utterly weak. 

he was in far too deep now, deeply lost and consumed by you. 

and god, he never wanted to go back.

even if he wanted tried, he knew he couldn’t.

and now, there was only you in this moment. 

drawing him in, coaxing him to fall even deeper. 

“i love you.” 

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[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Guilty Gear time! While I wait for Baiken, could I ask for some available Guilty Gear characters helping their S/O train?

(Guilty Gear: Strive) Elphelt, Potemkin, Millia, and May training their S/O

Every single person in this list goddamn terrifying to be on the opposite side of, even for a training exercise. Also, this is the first GGS post, apologies if there's OOC!

(Elphelt) "Alright! Let's get rehearsals in today!"

(S/O) "Um...You know I meant for fighting right? Why are you handing me a guitar?"

(Elphelt) "...W-Wait, I thought you said you wanted to train! Oops! I guess you can use that to block!"

(S/O) "I don't think there's any guitar in this world that can block your attacks!"

Elphelt doesn't mind teaching her S/O self defense, because at the same time it allows her to have fun with them, and make sure they can't get hurt!

It's a win-win!

Though the result usually ends with S/O flat on their ass, but she's careful enough to not seriously harm them.

Other than their pride.

(Elphelt) "Don't worry, S/O! I know we can get you to knock me down soon, you're doing super well for just a single day of training!"

(S/O) "Hah, I suppose it'll be an accomplishment of it's own for managing to land a single hit."

(Elphelt) "That's the spirit!"

Potemkin hates fighting, but in the service of protecting others, he doesn't hesitate.

And in terms of a friendly match, he doesn't mind. At least when the opponent isn't the person he loves.

He's very aware of his own strength, and even more aware if he's not extremely careful, he could end up doing more than hurting S/O.

(Potemkin) "I apologize, but I must refuse this request S/O. I cannot spar with you."

(S/O) "I'm not asking you to launch me into the air, I just want to make sure you don't have to worry about me in case I get attacked!. Just a little self defense practice is all!"

(Potemkin) "Even the slightest hit from me can be enough to knock you through a building."

(S/O) "W-Well...alright, fair enough."

(Potemkin) "Though, the sentiment is appreciated, at least."

Part of him was slightly curious to see if S/O could perform his Heavenly Buster, but that was a thought for another day.

Millia is against the idea of teaching her S/O how to fight like her.

And the fact she was an assassin was the least of her worries, not even considering the other things she had been a part of, including her cursed hair.

But at the very least, Millia supports the idea of S/O being able to defend themselves, at least enough to get them to safety.

(Millia) "Very well. However, I will not go easy on you."

(S/O) "Good, I don't want you to! Go ahead and throw a punch at me!"

(Millia) "...You don't want that."

Millia obviously does not use her hair once, only using her pure martial abilities to constantly sweep S/O off their feet, and catching their fists.

Though the progress is understandably slow, S/O is getting better each spar.

And that is enough to keep Millia's mind at peace.

May is ecstatic to teach S/O how to fight, if it means that they can help out even more in the Jellyfish Pirates!

(May) "Alright, day's young, let's get started!"

May rolls her shoulders as she puts the massive anchor on her shoulder.

Making S/O's eyes widen.

(S/O) "U-Uh, you're not going to use that thing on me, are you?!"

(May) "Well, how else are we going to train?...Oh, wait! I have an idea!"

May put her Anchor away and suddenly whistled.

(May) "STARTING 3-2-1, MISTER DOLPHIN!"

The next thing they knew, S/O was hit in the face by May riding Mr Dolphin.

Many a training session passed with S/O repeatedly getting hit in the face by various aquatic animals.

Most of the crew, including Johnny, is amazed that S/O's bones haven't been shattered by repeated blunt mammal trauma.

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2024

“Marcus, what are you doing?” Trying to enjoy lunch, Detective Mike Lowrey questioned his partner Marcus Burnett.

“I'm calling Terry. Something ain't right.” Marcus excused himself from the kitchen table while Mike's wife Christine held her daughter “Princess.”

Uh-oh. Mike thought.

*****

Spending time with Armando at home, you noticed that the doorbell rang out of nowhere.

“I got it.” You paused the random film and kissed Armando's cheek.

As of now, you stopped working at the nightclub and just wanted to breathe, not forcing yourself to dash around on a regular basis.

Opening that front door, you realized that Terry stood on the porch right now.

“Hello. Uh…” Richmond chuckled through awkwardness.

“Hi, come in. Is everything okay?” You welcomed Terry past the main threshold again.

“Marcus wanted me to check." Terry cleared his throat.

“We're all right. He's just looking out.” You smiled regarding Marcus, and Armando emerged from the living room.

“What's up?” Revealing his slightly accented English, Aretas greeted Richmond once more.

“Your Uncle tripped again and I'm actually confused.” Terry laughed. “Might as well if you're okay.”

“Oh! Marcus called you?” Armando casted both eyes toward the ceiling.

“I'm happy for y'all.” Terry stayed cordial for obvious reasons.

“Thank you.” You chimed back in, but Armando took charge again.

Leaving your side, Aretas and Richmond walk elsewhere.

______

“Tell the truth.” Armando crossed both arms while standing in the living room.

“I won't argue again.” Terry still knew so much better.

“What do you want?” Aretas moved back.

“Doesn't matter. I can't even do something about your relationship.” Terry confirmed. “I'm not going to fight.”

“If it doesn't bother you, then why not date somebody else?” Armando lifted his brow.

Terry's heart dropped.

“That's none of your business.” No matter what happens next, Richmond pulled emotions together.

“Dinner's ready!” You called Armando to the kitchen and Terry, realizing sadness, left.

Damn.

*****

Between Armando joining the police department or still helping Mike and Christine raise his little sister, you quickly ended up standing by yourself.

Sleeping alone. Late nights. Fewer dates. On and on.

“Work and family are important, but I might as well be single.” Your voice debated again.

“Cariño…” Using his native language of Spanish, Aretas struggled and you flinched back.

“Do you want me or not? I'm tired.” Sniffing, your heart began riddling to pieces.

“Yes.” His own brown eyes locked down your presence.

When his lips reach your cheek, you closed both eyes, moving past anger yet grounding loneliness.

Just before you would shower alone, the doorbell rang once more.

“Go upstairs. I'll get the door.” Aretas offered, watching you vanish for a moment.

______

While preparing for bed, you heard two voices echo downstairs.

For once, you smiled while facing the bathroom mirror.

Terry showed up again.

Quietly heading back down, you glanced over the staircase and noticed both men laughing.

“What are you two doing?” You can't help asking questions and join the living room once more.

“No more drama. I'm trying to set up his dating profile.” Armando explained what's going on with Terry.

“Give me his phone.” You opened your hand and Armando passed the device.

“Are you serious?” Terry shook his, still humored right now.

“Would you like to date other people?” You checked on Richmond.

“No, Ma'am.” Richmond stepped closer and gently took his phone away.

“There's your answer. He doesn't even want that nonsense.” You corrected Armando.

“I wanna try something.” No longer fighting, Aretas held your waist.

“What?” You toyed with the gold chain that shined around his neck.

“Kiss me first.” His rasping tone played countless fantasies in your head.

“Okay.” Meeting the lips of your best friend, you smiled for Armando and nearly danced in his embrace.

Life stood too short and you couldn't afford to lose this bond while impatient.

“Now, listen to me. The choice is yours.” Aretas held the back of your neck. “Wanna kiss Terry?”

Shit.

Once you left Armando, Richmond waited for an answer.

“I'll leave now if you want.” Terry promised safeguards.

“Stay.” You whispered and moved closer until each of your noses met.

“All right.” Richmond tilted his head to aid your stance.

Heartbeats jumped around as everyone acknowledged the consenting moment.

When you kissed Terry for the first time, sparks flew through one moment.

“Sorry.” You cleared your throat and shook away possible thoughts, remaining loyal.

“What's wrong?” Armando questioned.

“I don't want to cross the line.” You expressed fears to Aretas.

“You're not upsetting me. Do you feel bad right now?” Armando smoothed his calloused yet gentle fingers along your arms.

“No. Terry's a good kisser.” You then continued speaking. “I just don't want to make you mad.”

“I'm not mad.” Armando vowed. “Enjoy.”

Going back near Richmond, you leaned for another kiss and he followed, letting heat guide all movements now.

Aretas didn't even interfere when Terry lifted your weight.

Before long, your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist and Richmond even carried you to the sofa.

Shadowing his body over yours, Terry almost burned through simple clothes and still kissed you, knowing limits to dodge Armando's rage.

Breathing, you finally sit up and fix your outfit, Terry's striking eyes dazed your mind again.

Fuck.

“I know what you're thinking. Do it.” Armando guided more instructions for both you and Richmond.

“Are you sure?” Your question asked, checking Aretas just in case.

“Yes. He'll leave in the morning.” Armando nodded.

“Okay, but where are the condoms?” Consenting once more, you sought protection for tonight.

“Be right back.” Moving upstairs, Armando winked toward you. “Have fun.”

Laughing, you rested your head on Terry's shoulder and cooled down.

“It was our idea. Getting everything out of my system before Armando crashes out.” Richmond gestured to the stairs.

“He won't crash out tomorrow.” Defending Aretas, you gasped and playfully nudged Terry's inked arm.

“Just know that we're still protective of you.” Terry almost smirked.

“Of course.” You agree with Richmond as Armando returns holding condoms.

______

“I love you.” Aretas waited in the kitchen and you kissed him as one silent vow, smiling to make his heart fly before leaving.

Back in the living room, you found Terry shirtless as he loosened your clothes, gifting deeper kisses as condoms set nearby.

“Want me to stop?” Terry's voice looked for your safety regardless.

“No.” You prompted absolute consent as he reached your hand.

Soon, clothes scrambled everywhere and Terry rolled the condom as planned, sitting on the couch for you.

“Ready?” Richmond held your waist and still looked for permission.

“Yes….” You mounted, whimpering through shock.

“I missed you.” His words remained genuine as Richmond took this moment.

“Baby, don't….” You slipped that nickname past tears of bliss when starting to ride.

“I know, fuck!” Terry gritted back when your small palms reached his chest. “Keep going before he walks in…”

“Mm…” Bodies shivered as you kissed Terry again, trying not to moan out loud.

As the coil found within your stomach began to unravel, you nearly lifted one hand to cover your mouth, hardly able to balance for this climax.

“Come…” Richmond's low voice prompted your attention.

“Oh…” Right when you spilled, kisses fell against your lips and muffled every cry.

You turned hollow when Terry pulled out, but he discarded the condom elsewhere and returned to hold you in his arms.

******

In the morning, Terry would leave after sharing breakfast.

“Last night was fun.” Your voice quietly teased both men.

“Still mine.” Armando flirted with you.

Gathering his backpack, Terry stepped out and drove away.

[modanisgf]

3. GGS GO NEXT (half written)

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“y/n, don’t forget to help me with sugarcoat later this week.” yunjin reminds her friend as they walked together in the halls.

“do i seriously have to.. it was just her name i had to find the insta on my own.” y/n complains.

“you said you would.” yunjin shrugs.

“anyways, i’ll see you later. have fun with your early lecture!” yunjin says skipping off to her dorm to unpack.

y/n just rolls her eyes before heading off to her class. she took note that she would need to unpack as well later, when her school day was finished.

y/n carried her belongings up to her floor, chaewon helping her.

“who do you think is gonna be on your left this year? since they moved me and yunjin.” chaewon asks, her friend shrugging.

“just hope they aren’t video gamers like yunjin.” y/n says as chaewon sighs.

“you’re just lucky she isn’t your roommate. danielle must be a refresher.” chaewon says.

y/n nods and opens her door, “i don’t understand how she’s so positive sometimes..”

she expected to see her bubbly roommate but instead it was danielle and minji.

“oh hi y/n! hi chaewon.” dani greets the two, chaewon greeting her back.

y/n and minji make eye contact for a minute before chaewon nudges her friend.

“hi dani.” y/n says.

“sorry, chaewon’s just helping me carry my stuff.” y/n explains to which danielle smiles.

“no worries, i have a guest too anyways.” danielle says.

as the two make their way inside the dorm, danielle and minji resume their conversation giving y/n a chance to speak to chaewon.

“chaewon, i swear she’s everywhere.” y/n whispers to the girl.

chaewon snorts, “this was like your dream last year, why are you complaining.”

“it’s too real now, like it was just a hallway crush and now shes actually in my life..” y/n sighs.

“i didn’t even know her and dani were friends.”

“danielle is friends with everyone.” chaewon shrugs.

“anyways, you’ll be fine i promise. maybe just talk to her and you can actually get a girlfriend?” chaewon suggests.

“you’re such a supportive friend.”

“anything for you.”

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[prettiestboyev]

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tw cockblock joke? ahah + cloud9 fighting over gg's. none of those opinions are my own, just comments ive seen under kpop tiktoks

You breathed in and out, walking up to Han as you heard a little cheer from your members. You ignored them, slightly tapping on his shoulder as he turned back.

His other group members seemed to have been somewhere else, since he was alone.

"Hey uh-, Jisung, right?" You gave your best smile to him as he smiled back warmly though it seemed forced.

He nodded. "Yes, and you're S/N?" He asked back and you nodded. "I wanted to ask a favor - if it's not too much." You asked him.

"Go ahead, what's up?"

"So- uh, well, I wanted to know if you knew where Felix was?" You asked.

He seemed to be a bit taken aback. "Why? Wanna ask him out or somethin'?" He chuckled as you shook your head as soon as he said that.

"No! Not at all- it's just, I wanted to tell him something." You said. "I bumped into him earlier, and I was a bit rude to him.. 'wanted to apologize is all."

"Oh, yeah, he told us." Your heart dropped.

So he DID take it as rude.

How did you manage to upset the literal people who inspired you to debut!? Goodness..

"He's at the bathroom with Minho-hyung and Innie." He told.

You nodded, as a thank-you.

You walked over to the bathroom, seeing Felix alone for a minute. "Uh, hey?" You let out a softer than usual voice, probably from nerves.

He looked at you, a little less warm than usual, but it was kinda expected.

"I- I am so sorry for what happened earlier- I didn't mean to be rude and stuff- I was actually so nervous because you are like one of the people who literally inspired me to debut and I am sosososo sorry-"

He laughed. "S/N, it's fine!"

You stayed quiet, you were quite the blabbermouth after all. Though most of your fans saw it as a charming part of you.

"I forgive you, really, things like that happen. I was just kinda sad because you're also a really big idol for me." WHAT?

"M-me?" You pointed at yourself. "Psh- You don't have to say all that!"

He chuckled. "It's true. I have like almost all your songs on my playlist. I also adored your solo album! Especially your-"

You were about to faint.

Heaven is actually not eternal, because the moment was interrupted.

"...CLOUD9!" The announcer yelled, the voice rang throughout the room.

You waved quickly, "Thank you so much!" as you ran to meet up with your group onstage.

What a cockblock. But k-pop idol version.

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[goddess-naya-knight]

Company onboarding:

Attribute theft, size changing, breast expansion, bimboification, retroactive reality changes, minor personality changes,

Cusi was on her pad doing her onboarding process for Knight's Industriws while her girlfriend Khadija worked on the list of groceries. She was so excited to work for the Goddess of Love. Years of studying business, working endlessly in offices and now she was finally able to work from home making so much more. As long as she deciphered these confounded onboarding questions.

The first question had a list of different letters and some of the letters were doubles and even triple letters.

A, B, C, D, DD, E, G, GG, GGG, were all options that were available. No question nor context given. So at random she chose A and she got a pop up.

At Knights Industries we value initiative and going above and beyond. Are you certain you want the bare minimum or do you want to do the bare maximum? It asked

"Oh. I get it now." Cusi giggled not sure where the giggle came from. So she selected G from the list.

Cusi adjusted her sweater. It felt too tight over her big boobs. Her light pink bra comfortably holding the large breasts as Khadija snuck a peak at Cusi.

"You doing okay?" She asked glancing at her girlfriend's breasts as Cusi giggled and squeezed them together.

"I'm fine I just figured out the first step now I can keep going." She said enjoying the fact that Khadija was starring at her maybe she would take a break with Khadija soon.

The next question had more numbers and apostrophes. Cusi wasn't very good at numbers. She did graduate at the top of business class but those were business numbers. These were different types of numbers.

0' 6", 1' 6", 2' 6", 3' 6", 4' 6", 5' 6" 6' 6", and 7' 6".

Well clearly they wanted her to go big so she went big. She clicked 7' 6".

Cusi's sweater was gone now. She wasn't sure where she got the idea that she had a sweater. She was too big to wear sweaters and most clothing. It cost her a near fortune just to afford underwear and torn pants from Goodwill that couldn't quite reach her hips. She took a break and went to the kitchen and when she came back she saw Khadija starring.

"Like what you see Dija?" She said jiggling and squeezing her breasts right in front of her Muslim girlfriend. She enjoyed making her flustered but Khadija knew what she was getting into when she asked Cusi out when Cusi could barely wear clothes which went hand in hand with her attention and exhibition kinks.

But she was happy to keep it private for Khadija.

"Just a few more questions cutie and these are all yours." She said as she pressed her breasts to Khadija's face.

"Good girl you're such a good girl. Thank you for supporting a dummy like me. I'll reward you later." Cusi cooed as she sat at the table now built for her height while Khadija looked so small in her seat.

"Are you a veteran or have you served in the military?" The question asked. While Cusi served about a year due to the draft she wouldn't count it as a veteran so she pressed no. And then her experience in the military disappeared.

She no longer had military discipline, she no longer had those memories. And she didn't know what she was missing.

"Do you have any disabilities?" The next question asked. Cusi had a severe food allergy but she knew if she said yes it would hurt her chances so she selected no.

Now Cusi found herself snacking on a candy bar. She didn't know why she thought she had a food allergy she always loved trying new food with Khadija.

"Do you have autism?" She selected no. There was a sudden pop up.

"This cannot be changed." So she was given another chance but the no option was grayed out so she chose yes.

Gender: was a selection and she chose female.

Finally came to the tax form. Which had a binary choice.

"Do you want to get paid taxes or pay taxes?" It asked and Cusi didn't have an answer.

"Um Dee? Can you help me this question is really hard?" She asked her girlfriend who came over and she tried explaining it to Cusi but she didn't get it so Khadija offered to tell her what options to choose.

"Thanks Di you're the best." Cusi said as she tried to read over what was on the screen but the words felt wrong and hard to read but Khadija told her what to fill in.

Finally there was a choice of "compensation" and Khadija eagerly chose immediately.

"There you go. You're all done."

"I have a big job there?" Cusi asked excited while Khadija shook her head.

"No you silly girl. You're too dumb to work an executive job. You didn't graduate high school let alone college. I am the business major with a year of being a military captain. So that was my job you just helped me with." Khadija said while Cusi was confused.

"But I thought I was ap... appl... getting job?" She asked Khadija who shook her head extremely confident.

"Sweet Cusi. You're beautiful but you're so dumb. It's why I fell in love with you. You don't have any formal job experience. After graduation we stayed girlfriends and you've been my assistant the entire time. Not a very good assistant because you can barely read. But my favorite assistant because you give me a lot of head and your titties are fun to touch."

She said reaching out to grab Cusi's breasts that were the same height as her face.

Cusi relaxed hearing Khadija's words.

"So let's head to the bedroom and celebrate." Khadija said as she lead her much taller girlfriend into the bedroom.

Two new applicants for Knight's Industries have been accepted. A C level position and her assistant. When filling out onboarding be aware of what happens when you say you're a confident leader who takes what she wants.

And don't let anyone else do your onboarding.

Bimboification may occur.

[hyunsvngs]

what do we think ab dad!skz

i think im extremely hormonal

chan: cutest dad like he’s just made for it!! the type to take them to the beach! i think you’d defo end up having multiple kids with him but he’d LOVE to have a kid he can play sports with. and he’d be so sweet on sports day!! shouting and embarrassing the kid LMFAO but hes just so so soft. christmas day waking up to the kids bouncing on your bed so excited and channie just scoops em up n cuddles them :(( oh my god

minho: the type to plot your downfall with your own child. definitely would be ever so soft if he had a little girl. i think he’d only want 1 or 2 but he’d be absolutely so cute with them!! he’d dress them up in dumb little cat costumes lmfao. also the type to take ur kid out for the day and they’d come back with 2 new cats and ur like ??? but minho’s like our baby wanted more :) when in reality it was him who convinced your child fml

changbin: oh god. those two would be like BALLS of energy!!!! the child would be doing gg dances as soon as it was able to walk ngl. and imagiiine binnie napping on the sofa with the baby curled up on his chest all cute :( he’d be so cuddly with his baby thats HIS baby and you two made that??? fuck?!?!? would luv if the baby looked like you too :(( so fucking cute. i think he’d maybe want a boy & a girl just like him n his sister bc they’re so close :))

hyunjin: finger painting. absolutely finger painting. you would have so many paintings of your baby’s hand next to hyunjin’s, getting bigger and bigger as it grows but never as big as hyune’s :(( andddd definitely cuddles and films in bed with the baby. endless selfies with the baby. the baby in versace clothes. all of these things would happen. annddd imagine he does a huge mural on your baby’s nursery wall :(( fuck. i think he’d want an army of little baby girls that he can dress up tbh

jisung: god i’m going insane so imagine him playing guitar with ur baby on his lap. he’s so the type to have the baby wear a matching bucket hat to him. also the type to text you when you’re out like “babe… so small… the baby’s so small…” and you’d just be like well yeah sungie? that tends to be the case? LMFAO. the baby would be so well dressed too. i also think jisung’s the type of dad to carry the baby around in a baby carrier on his back LMFOAHDJG. he’d def def want a kid he can teach guitar too and is interested in music but also imagine sungie as a dad and his baby painting his nails when it’s old enough:(( he’d LOVE that

felix: y’all already knew i was gonna say this: baking dates with the baby. baking with your lil toddler. ur little bean. they bake u a cake and when u get it there’s loads of little finger marks and ur like ?? and felix is just like well the baby wanted to try… LMFAOJDDJ definitely the type to take your baby to the playground CONSTNATLY and he’d take a million pics of the baby too. sending them to stays on bbl fr. they’d just be spammed with the baby wearing a massive pair of sunglasses or smth

seungmin: says to the baby “go and tell mommy she stinks” and the baby does it. partners in crime. i think he’d want a little boy but also imagine him with an evil little girl fml. his disciple. he’d have the baby in pochacco pyjamas and little bear onesies with the tails. just a little fucking bean. tbh u’d not be able to get a word in to ur baby bc the baby would be SUCHHH a daddy’s boy/girl. worships the fucking ground they walk on fr

jeongin: ohhhhh god. i think jeongin would be SUCH a good dad. i’ve briefly spoken about this before like how i think he’d be absolutely amazing bc he has a younger brother, he just has the natural abilities. carrying the child on his hip 24/7, singing the baby to sleep with a lullaby. cute mirror selfies maybe with the baby wearing innie’s massive shoes :( i KNOW he’d be a good dad.

[milkyruins]

## kim gyuvin x reader, TROPHY WIFE

warning, i've never played pubg in my life *puts on sunglasses*

summary: kim gyuvin might have an embarrassing amount of hours on pubg, but can he really beat his partner, the deadly streamer @/not.an_aimbot?

genre: fluff

content warnings: light cursing, fps/shooter games (violence/death/guns)

wc: ~0.8k

as soon as the webcam feed populated the screen, your comment section explodes. his eyes widen like a deer as he tries to catch whatever was being spammed in the chatbox.

"baby, say hi." regaining a bit of composure, gyuvin's normal cheery self comes back. he flashes your viewers that giant smile of his and waves at the webcam.

"woah, staring into this tiny camera is weird. anyways, i'm gyuvin, yn's-- or i guess you all know them as @/not.an_aimbot on here-- partner."

he pauses to stare at you, deadpanning hard. "have i ever told you how stupid your username is?"

you give his shoulder a light smack, which helps his grin return to his face. "hey! i'm just kidding! kind of!" to which he receives another smack.

"how dare you?! you've only been on stream for what... eight seconds and you're already trying to drag my username?" you puff your cheeks a bit in frustration.

"yeah. and?" he grabs your puffed cheeks and smushes them. hard. as you bark whine at him to stop, he decides to deal more damage. "it's like what a 11 year old boy who thinks they're good would name themselves."

after enduring his sweet gesture torturing for what felt like an eternity, he backs off. finally having your cheeks back in your custody, you continue trekking on. "i'm going to ignore that and move on then." you face the webcam again, eyes carefully trained on the lens. "gyu's here so i can deflate his massive ego via kicking his ass in pubg."

gyuvin huffs. "in your dreams."

"my user isn't just like that for show, y'know. i am pretty damn good."

he gives your hair a light ruffle, breaking character a bit. "i know you are, bubs. you're the best. but i have an embarrassing amount of hours on this game and i will not go down without fight." he proceeds to enter a fighting stance, fists up against the webcam.

and suddenly you're giggling like crazy because holy shit, your boyfriend was a dork. it seemed like your chat had the same idea. "ok loser, stop trying to fight the camera and enter the lobby."

-

"'aimbot's carrying as usual. gyuvin... he's trying.' @/not.a_luvbot, well said."

"hey!!" gyuvin grumbles, hands frantically smashing the keyboard for some avail. unfortunately, from the glimpses you took at his pov, it didn't seem to help. meanwhile, you were picking up kill after kill, but somehow couldn't find your partner, who you deeply desired to shoot dead.

"baby, where are you? i have a gift for you." you smile brighter than you have this entire stream when gyuvin shrieks at you to quote, "no!!!! take that gift and shove it up your a-".

since you were doing so well, you decide to take a hard-earned break to admire you boy. his little quirks when concentrating, like his eyebrow furrowing comically and him nibbling on his lower lip, were just so endearing. even the obnoxious rgb lighting of his headset highlighted his features breathtakingly. you give yourself a mental pat on the back for pulling this specimen of a partner.

but you had the gift of death to bestow on the egotist next to you, so you had to get to work. you move a bit so you're on some high ground and watch as your boyfriend, god bless his soul, hobbles into view. he was badly injured already, the poor thing.

oh well.

with a click of your finger, he's dead and gone. i mean, there was a reason you had to clarify you weren't an aimbot, no? the match is called and the username he so abhorred sprawls across your screen (next to the iconic "winner winner chicken dinner" of course) triumphantly.

"i wasn't on my game! babe!!"

you shrug, watching as "gg"s flooded the comments. "yep, good game y'all. bad game to you gyu."

"one more match."

"that's what you've been saying for the past three rounds. i hate to break it to you, but you've been absolutely trashed by a prepubescent boy with no naming sense. three times in a row."

"babyyy..." you don't miss the pout that starts to tug on his lips. it makes you scoff and melt at the same time.

patting his shoulder in mock sympathy, you reply. "it's okay gyu, you can be my trophy wife or something." he snorts at that, minor tantrum seemingly forgotten. he gets up from his stream, giving your cheek a quick peck before exiting from the camera's view. "sure, fine, whatever. what do you want for dinner then?"

[accio-victuuri]

i wanna talk more about the two bros capture from xzs vlog because i can. lol. and because it makes me think how deliberate it is. the start of the vlog, you can see what appears to be a straight couple. okay cool. then for the two bros, it starts from when gg is inside some building/museum (p1) then you see a close up of him (p2) like he is a spectator, from the inside, looking into that free and open space. next he takes a photo (p3) but you can’t clearly see what the view is. so the narrator tells you exactly what it is (p4) , the two bros by the water. as a viewer, this feels like a story.

xz and his team have always been masters at this. telling a story in their vlogs. not just snaps of xz looking all handsome — there is a plot. some sequences ( if not all ) have a meaning and purpose. i don’t think it’s a coincidence at all that for a 1 minute ++ video, they took the time to add this bit. and the genius is there is still plausible deniability on their end. like any work of art or media in general, it is up for interpretation. it kinda reminds me of his ideal life painting as well. the two boys and the water.

XZS REALLY SAID GAY RIGHTS ONLY. 🏳️‍🌈

and oh, this paris vlog being out a day after wyb was on hs + lots of media outlets because of him being a torchbearer for the olympics — therefore going to paris soon.

plus someone figured out that where xz took his selfie that he shared before is close to wyb’s torchbearer route. this means he knew wyb will do it. XZ went to Orsay to check in at a very niche arcade on the first day of his arrival in Paris, and took a selfie in a toy store. the store happened to be on the edge of the torch route, very close to the street.

dude. what are the chances. was he scouting the route for yibo? i can’t.

i’m done. my job here is done. i don’t even have to try. these things just happen. bjyxszd. 🫶🏼

[dayoungs]

excited about girl group music in a way i haven't been in a very long time and wrote about some of my favorite bsides of the year for nothing other than my own amusement! very long so after the first one it's all under the cut but if u read my ramblings i would love to hear ur faves from this year as well !!

this was nmixx's year. glad to shake off my initial dislike of them- it feels like they've finally hit their stride and i am seriously impressed. they gel so well as unit and there r genuinely no weak links in their lineup (go watch their tiny desk korea set now!) really like both the albums they put out but this bside/pre-release is the standout for me. lily goes insane in this, and i have a soft spot for any signs of fiddle / country influence in kpop because it's so rare (i earnestly think there should be more of it). it's weird with a point instead of being disjointed for the sake of it, and it works! we love you nmixx - probably the gg i feel most invested in right now

oh what a pleasant lovely gorgeous surprise to enjoy this album so entirely. i think loossemble's post ot12 identity as a group has been maybe the hardest to parse out, and with this release they really shine. this song has everything - bouncy chorus, chanty post-chorus, fun little one-off rap lines, some really delicate and pretty vocal parts, a BRIDGE. hyunjin fits perfectly into the main vocal slot with a level of performance i can't believe was hidden away from us for years. loossemble works so well as a group, and you can see plainly how they enjoy this new chapter. my babies forever and ever, excited to see what they do next.

might be album of the year- it's for sure the most cohesive as a single unit. stays true to the kinds of sounds and textures that longtime fans will find familiar, and tries some cool new stuff as well. i'm not a huge fan of a lot of the stuff regarding it's rollout, and i genuinely think the virtual angel music video ruined any real impact the song could've had, but the actual music makes up for it. i could've chosen almost any song, but sparkle is my favorite. it just itches my brain in the perfect way, and i loveeee girl group music that sounds glittery and fizzy. their voices together and the amount of layering is heavenly. i think artms has a really strong musical identity established in just one album, and i'm ready to see what they're able to do.

i like an aespa bside !!!!!!!! the day has arrived. aespa are no doubt the group of the year- the success they've seen (off an insane song like supernova, no less) is unprecedented for them and for sm as a company as well. i've been a critic of them in the past, but like nmixx, i think they've really come into their own in the past year on the title track end of things. their albums have been pretty spotty in terms of consistency and quality- i'm not sure where the disconnect on their team is. their latest, whiplash, is absolutely a step in the right direction, and flowers is the standout. aespa should make rnb forever and ever, it suits them so well. i like my aespa music with a slightly darker tone, and delivers. ning ning and winter kill it on this, and karina and giselle (i am also surpised) pull their weight as well.

is this my song of the year? it really, really might be. i haven't kept up much with billlie, and i'm so glad this didn't slip through the cracks for me. trampoline is addicting. it's such a complete feeling song, truly one of the highest compliments i can think of in today’s 2:20 minute no bridge no post chorus musical climate. every element is interesting enough to both stand on its own and work in tandem - vocals, rap, scatting, chanting, etc. an OUTRO after the final chorus (which is my favorite thing that songs never do enough). the mini album as a whole is incredibly solid as well- it has a groovier, slightly more mature gwsn-esque sound that i haven't heard in kpop in what feels like a long time. we love u billlie, i Will be seated for the next release.

[wreckingtickles]

Bakugo's Overdue Class 1-B Apologies (SFW)

A short sequel of this drabble.

When Shoji and Deku finally give Bakugo a breather, he just. Conks out.

They let him rest. Shoji's satisfied, and besides, he looks kind of angelic when he's not talking. Or yelling. Or awake.

But if Bakugo thought his nightmare was over...

Because Kirishima hasn't received his apology yet. And who does he call to help him cash it, if not his good friend from 1-B Tetsutetsu.

Yes, Class 1-B is now a part of this as well.

Bakugo wakes up in pretty much the same predicament as before, with the two knuckleheads at either side of him.

They pretend they're praising his growth and muscle definition, but really, they're just tickling the shit out of his upperbody: pecs, abs, other muscles that give them an excuse to just make Bakugo lose his mind first thing in the morning.

They both reflexively target their own worst spots first: Kiri goes for his armpits and Tetsu for his chest.

Anyone other than Bakugo would find it comical how they sometimes reach for the same spot at the same time, getting in each other's way.

Instead of doing top-bottom half like the others, Kiri takes the left side and Tetsu the right, so at one point they're both digging into Bakugo's pits and ribcage at the same time.

Yeah, he loses his mind.

If the night's rest regenerated his stubborness, he's quickly breaking again.

Naturally he apologizes, but Kiri doesn't really care, he's just giving his bro a workout.

That may be why he breaks out his Quirk and his claws on Bakugo's armpits are just torture.

And Tetsu lets him take care of that spot while he works the rest of Bakugo's upperbody over.

If anyone thought Kirishima would be nice to him... no, he's really enjoying pushing him to his limit, making it an "extended training session".

They only stop when it's clear that Bakugo's stamina has been depleted. But this is far from over.

Kirishima actually prevents anyone from entering the room to give Baku a breather.

When he resumes cursing at everyone (he really doesn't know what's best for him), Kiri lets the next batch in.

It's a friggin' trio: Tsuburaba, Kaibara, and Shinsou.

Now, Shinso may have brainwashed the former two, but I don't think he needed to.

And they come in with a plan, for they have consulted with Deku.

Shinso goes for one of his own worst spots: Bakugo's feet. Kaibara takes his ribcage. Tsuburaba takes everywhere else, skipping from spot to stop, starting at his abs but eventually settling on alternating his underarms and thighs.

Now, when his classmates paired up on him, their Quirks made it feel like there were more than two people wrecking him.

But one of the three people currently intent on breaking him has a devastating Quirk of his own: Kaibara's spinning fingers.

And once they hone in on Bakugo's ribs, it's over. GG Bakugo.

Granted, it's not as bad as Shoji + Deku (nothing will ever be as terrible), but it's an extremely effective Quirk in his death spot, and the other two are going after his other worst spots.

Oh, and did I mention that Kirishima's turn has left him super sweaty, so he's that much more sensitive?

Fortunately for him, this group isn't as into making him pay as some others, so excruciating though it is, it doesn't last too long. In part because everyone is getting hungry.

So everyone leaves to have lunch, but before they do, Awase uses his Quirk to attach electric toothbrushes to every single one of Bakugo's most sensitive spots. He'll get a break if the batteries run out before they're back.

So they just leave Bakugo like that, enjoying a loooong lunch.

Now, everyone is actually for cutting Bakugo loose at this point, but one person protests: he hasn't gotten his turn yet.

When Bakugo sees Monoma darken Kirishima's doorway, he goes straight to apologizing, he just can't take anymore.

Too bad Monoma only wants to see him suffer, and the fact that he's already broken makes it even more fun for him.

Naturally, he's borrowed Deku's notebook so he can reference it at any time. And guess what 3 Quirks he's also borrowed? The obvious ones: Kaibara's, Tokoyami's, and Kaminari's. And he tells Bakugo before he proceeds to make him cry for well over an hour.

Bakugo is voiceless by the end of it, he can't even struggle anymore. And while he will eventually begin to plot revenge, he will be a lot nicer to everyone in the meanwhile.

[rorywritesjunk]

(Day 18, D&D. I know very little about Dungeons and Dragons but this should be fun. TaronxBuggy Modern AU. Massive big shout out to @be-not-afraid-gg for assisting me with my D&D questions because I don't know much about it)

Buggy tapped his pencil against the table as he frowned at the paper in front of him. When Sunny brought up game night he figured board games, but what kind of game had you filling out a form? He had heard about Dungeons & Dragon but didn't really know what it was.

Sunny was sitting at the head of the table, wearing a big grin as she looked at everyone. Taron kept leaning over to help Buggy while Crocodile and Mihawk enjoyed wine. At least Taron was with him and there was food. According to Crocodile, the game night wasn't just to make his wife happy but to also have some sort of team building. Buggy still didn't understand.

"I have something easy planned for tonight, Buggy, since it's your first time." Sunny told him as she opened a bag of dice and carefully poured them on the table. The die were pretty and he picked one up, noticing the shimmering blend of green and gold colors. "Croc had them made for me."

"Huh." He set it down and looked across the table again. He didn't see a board to move characters around on. "So... What do the dice do?"

"You roll for initiatives." She told him as Taron got up to get the two of them a beer. "There's a lot of explaining that will have to happen first, but don't worry, we will all be patient with you." She looked pointedly at her husband and his boyfriend. "Right? We are going to help Buggy understand so this is a fun experience for him."

"Of course, darling." Croc shrugged as he sipped his drink. "This will be fun for everyone."

"We will ensure it's fun for everyone, Miss Sunny." Mihawk added as he looked over at Buggy. Why didn't Buggy believe him?

"Good!" Sunny was beaming when Taron came back with drinks. "This is going to be fun!"

~

Fun, Buggy learned, was subjective.

At least Sunny was entertaining in the way she carried the story along. The character making was fun. Buggy was told he could be a pirate, which he was happy about, even if Croc and Mihawk were also pirates. Taron was a warlock which Buggy didn't quite get but he went with it.

"Okay, Buggy, roll." Sunny said as she passed him the d20 die. "Let's see what happens."

He wasn't sure what that meant still and they were an hour into playing. He glanced at Taron before holding it out to them but they gently pushed his hand away.

"Just roll it, sweetheart."

"I wanted you to blow on them for luck."

"This isn't gambling, fool." Crocodile sighed. Sunny made a face at her husband and he barely winced. Buggy heard a thump and wondered if she kicked him under the table. Taron shook their head before grabbing Buggy's wrist, kissed one of his fingers, then gently blew on the d20. He grinned at Croc before dropping the die and letting it roll.

"Wow."

"Hm."

"..."

Buggy looked at the three of them as Taron grinned. "Good job, sweetheart. You got a 20."

"Oh, okay, that's... Good?" He asked as Sunny nodded and Croc got up to get another drink. Taron kissed Buggy's cheek before leaning back in their chair with their beer. "What does that mean?"

"Means you're going to do well at this." Sunny told him as her husband came back, giving her a kiss on the cheek before he sat back down. She smiled at him before looking at Buggy. "How are you feeling about it so far? Do you want a break or should we continue?"

Buggy looked at the other three. He wasn't sure. Were they even interested in continuing? Taron had their hand on his back, rubbing slowly, which was nice, but he nodded at Sunny.

"Y'know, let's keep going and see where this takes us."

~

Honestly Buggy... Had fun. There were a few times where Croc and Mihawk got into a heated argument over something involving the game while Sunny just looked pleased with herself. Taron was content to enjoy the snacks and beer while Buggy considered what he needed to do next against the latest thing Sunny threw at them.

"Okay, Taron's character is knocked out, the other two had their voices stolen because they won't stop arguing. What do you want to do, Buggy?" Sunny asked as she shot her husband and his boyfriend an annoyed look. "It's on you to save everyone."

"Don't fuck it up." Croc warned, ignoring Sunny's pout at him.

"This is supposed to be fun, you know." She told him as Buggy tried to think of what to do. They were up against some kind of spirit that so far seemed to be unable to be defeated. He didn't know what to do.

"Ignore him, Buggy." Mihawk said as he sipped his wine. "He's just mad Sunny praised you and not him."

"What?!" Crocodile hissed. "Watch your mouth-"

"Make me."

"Okay, you know what, let's call it a night." Taron said loudly as they stood up. "Clearly you two are pent up and frankly I don't want to see you make out." They turned to Sunny. "Wonderful campaign as always, Sunny. We should continue it next weekend."

"Sounds good!" Sunny grinned as the two men glared at each other. Buggy made a face. He didn't want it to end but when he checked his phone he was surprised to see the time.

"It's past midnight?!"

"Yea! We were having so much fun time flew by." She said as she got up from the table to take away some of the dishes. "Did you have fun, Buggy?"

He frowned, thinking on it for a moment. He actually did. It wasn't as horrible of an experience as he thought it would be. It was fun. He wanted to do it again.

"Can we do it next weekend?" He asked. Her face lit up and she nodded.

"Of course!"

"Perfect." Taron handed Buggy his jacket. "We can bring dinner. Thanks for hosting." They looked at Crocodile and Mihawk. They were still glaring at each other from across the table. "Don't break any of the furniture you two."

Sunny walked them to the door and bud them good night. Taron walked Buggy to the car before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Did you really have fun?" They asked.

"Yea, wasn't so bad." He shrugged. "Went better than I thought." He glanced up at the house. "Do... Those three normally act up like that?"

"Oh, yea." Taron said as they unlocked the car door. "Sort of foreplay. Croc and Mihawk will get some of that energy out on each other before involving Sunny."

Buggy turned red and stared at them. "How do you know this?!"

"She told me." Taron told him. "But also told me she wants us all to hang out and get along which is why this happened. I could see that she was happy that you asked to do it again. I know she really appreciates it."

"Oh, well... Gotta get those two their voices back and wake you up." Buggy said smugly. "Unless I can wake your character up it's a kiss."

"Guess we'll have to find out, won't we?" Taron chuckled. "Let's go home, sweetheart, and you can kiss me all you want."

[cupidjyu]

can u make a q fluff where the reader is in a gg and before they go on stage they lose their good luck bracelet and q finds it but doesn’t know who’s is it and the reader is freaking out till they see a cute guy with their good luck bracelet

new charm

changmin x idol!reader (request)

genre: first time meeting, hopeful ending, idol au (not gender specific), friendly changmin, you aren't together (yet) notes: lets pretend that idol dating scandals do not exist in this universe because that would severely complicate things... word count: 0.8k

“ten more minutes!” a staff member popped into the room, signaling with a clear warning. you and the rest of your group members nodded, sitting up straight. after he left, you relaxed against your chair, taking a deep breath. you’ve performed countless times already but still find it difficult not to feel anxious every time. you shifted in your seat.

“nervous again?” one of your fellow members sat next to you while munching on a snack to retain energy.

“mhm,” you nodded. “but, it’s okay, as long as i have my-” your fingers stopped at your wrist. your bare wrist. “my lucky bracelet?” you looked around, bewildered as your breath sped up. where is it?

your lucky bracelet is popular among your fans since you always wore it without taking it off. you had a huge attachment to it as it made you feel like you could perform the hardest stunts in the world if you just wore it on your wrist. but, now it was gone.

you immediately stood up and felt like panicking. which you were.

“did anyone see my bracelet? it’s gone…” you asked, as you frantically looked through all the tables and couches in the waiting room.

“no,” your member replied. “maybe you dropped it on the way here? since we came here in a hurry and all?”

you thought for a second, trying to calm yourself, “you’re right... i’ll check.” 

“wait!” your manager called out to you, but you ignored the exclamation. even with a makeup artist rushing to you to fix your makeup, you pushed past her and ran out of the room. you knew that without the bracelet you wouldn’t perform as well and you might end up disappointing thousands of people, including the rest of your group.

you ran through the hallways, eyes on the floor as you startled everyone walking by. some of them were even other groups who were also about to perform. at some point, you pushed past a large group of boys.

they were all quite tall and they had on white outfits. you recognized them but couldn’t quite recall their name at the moment.

something like… the boys?

whatever, you didn’t care, as you dodged all of their arms and legs, causing them to yelp in surprise. after you got through the crowd of them, you halted suddenly when you noticed a man. he had on a matching white outfit as the rest but he seemed to be left behind. he was distracted by something.

a bracelet on his wrist. your bracelet.

you watched as he observed it on his hand.

“it’s pretty cute…” he mumbled to himself, admiring the various shiny colors. “almost like someone cute would make it themself,” he wondered, smiling as he gazed at it.

you gasped, immediately reaching forward and grabbing his wrist in your hand. he sputtered, looking at you as he turned a light shade of red.

“wh- what are you doing?”

“that’s mine,” you exclaimed, trying to pry it off his hand.

“really?” he hurried to take it off as he bowed to apologize. “i’m so sorry, i swear i’m not a thief!” he pleaded. “i just saw it on the floor and i wanted to try it on…” he explained. when he straightened his back, that was when you realized that he was… he was cute.

he had round and bright eyes, cute cheeks, and even cuter lips. for some reason, you started to feel shy as you stared up at him. you started blushing.

“oh no!” you smiled, laughing awkwardly. “it’s okay! it was my fault for losing it so i-”

“yeah, yeah, i get it,” he giggled (adorably dare you say). he smiled at you after. “i’m q by the way. or, a lot of people call me changmin.”

you were in a complete daze as you just stared at him. 

he waved his hand in front of your face.

“hello?” he giggled.

you shook your head, “yes! yes, i’m-”

but then your groupmate suddenly came running down the hall, frantically signaling that it was time to perform.

“i- i have to go so i… i’ll see you around?” you stuttered. oh how badly you wanted to crawl and die in a hole at that moment. but then, he grinned.

“of course,” he laughed. “can’t wait to see your cute face around!” he froze. then he widened his eyes in panic. “i meant! your cute bracelet! i mean-” you heard him mumble to himself. “you’re cute too…”

you giggled and joined your member in the direction of the stage. but, as you walked away, you could hear the rowdy cheers of that same group of boys.

“changmin, you can flirt?!”

“i’m so proud of you…”

“ah, shut up!” you heard his voice yell. “i don’t even know their name yet…”

you smiled to yourself. you’ll make sure to introduce yourself properly next time.