#pics for when you need to borrow that new makeup

[thankstothe]

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[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Cater Diamond - Platinum Jacket Vignette

"Happy 100th Anniversary"

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Cater: This museum's real neat～ There's a ton of real picturesque paintings here!

Cater: I should study these as much as I can, 'cause I might be able to learn a thing or two about snagging awesome pics from the way these are composed ♪

Cater: ―Hey, look at that painting…

???: Woah, it's the card soldiers. Cool, I can really see their brisk little walk in the paintin'.

Cater: I totes agree, Ruggie-kun. I was just thinking the same thing.

Ruggie: Oh, Cater-san. Guess ya can't pass by this painting without checking it out, 'cause you're one of 'em Heartslabyul Card Soldiers, eh?

Cater: Sooo true～ 'Specially 'cause this painting's got the diamond-suited card soldiers, too ☆

Ruggie: Riight, you got the diamond marking. How do y'all decide who gets what suit?

Cater: Fantastic question. This little mark, y'see…

Cater: Gets decided by the Housewarden's whim ♪

Ruggie: A whim!? That's actually a pretty random way of pickin' 'em…

Cater: Oh, no, it's more like the Housewarden draws on the suit they feel will "suit" the new student from their looks.

Cater: Although, there is rule that the suits need to be doled out as evenly as possible, so…

Cater: Could be that the last few assignments might be more like… whatever works, or something like that～

Ruggie: So basically, it all comes down to the Housewarden's intuition and discretion, huh. You happy with the suit you got given, Cater-san?

Cater: Obvi. I was really hoping for the heart or diamond mark, so I really did get just what I wanted.

Cater: 'Sides, if I had gotten the spade or club, I'd've had to buy all new cosmetics, too.

Ruggie: Gah. You tellin' me that you guys in Heartslabyul gotta shell out your own cash to buy makeup depending on the suit!?

Cater: Oh, no, no, it's not like we absolutely have to do that or anything.

Cater: But I felt like the cosmetics I already had wouldn't have really gone well with one of the black suits, sooo～

Cater: And so, don'tcha think it'd be better for me to have some makeup that'll suit both me and the given suit?

Cater: That's why when I knew I got the diamond painted on, I started thinking of the cosmetics I had with me.

Cater: I got to thinkin' like how I could use a brown multi-makeup palette with it, or how it could match with my orange eye shadow…

Cater: I started trying to put together combinations of all my favorite makeups and it got me really excited～

Ruggie: Ah, I get that.

Ruggie: It's a great feelin' whenever you can use whatcha got on hand and not have to buy new stuff, huh! 'N I'm not just talkin' 'bout cosmetics.

Cater: Yeah, yeah. Also, we sometimes end up painting the suit some color other than red whenever we have events or special outfits, right?

Cater: I do borrow stuff from my other dormmates when I need it, but before I know it I find I've bought all sorts of cosmetics, y'know～

Cater: But hey, I get to play around with some cute and cool styles of makeup, so it's all worth it in the end…

Cater: Chattin' about it like this makes me realize just how happy I truly was to get the diamond suit picked for me.

Cater: And 'cause of how I have to always paint the suit on my face, I also got real good at applying eye makeup, too ♪

Cater: So when I think of it that way, I guess Heartslabyul was the best dorm to improve my cosmetic skills.

Ruggie: I'm someone who just throws things together based on whatever hand-me-downs and random stuff I get from others, so I don't really get it, but…

Ruggie: I definitely get the feel that you're enjoyin' yourself, so.

Cater: Ahaha. That prolly just means that Heartslabyul is the dorm that suits ya boi Cay-kun the best, I guess～

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Cater: Oh hey, this is… a painting of a princess and price from a certain country riding a magical carpet on a date.

Ruggie: Uhh, right, and the prince invited the princess out, right?

Cater: Yep, yep. They say that these two weren't actually officially dating yet, either.

Cater: But, man… Don'tcha think it's a little embarrassing for them to have their dating life passed down in stories like this?

Ruggie: Y-yeah, now that you put it that way, I guess it could be a little… or maybe very embarrassing.

Cater: Riiiight～!? And on top of that, their backdrop is the night sky. Looks to me like just another generic date plan.

Ruggie: Oho, if you're gonna say it like that… You mean you'd have done things differently, Cater-san?

Cater: I mean, a nighttime view of the sky's not a bad choice… But if it was me, I prolly woulda chosen a super popular touristy attraction. What about you, Ruggie-kun?

Ruggie: Hmm, probably any park that I can get in for free. Though, if they're payin', then I'll go anywhere. I'd always be down for an all-you-can-eat buffet!

Cater: YOU'RE DEFINITELY JUST THINKING ABOUT YOURSELF THERE, HUH!? Not romantic at all…

Cater: …Oh hey! Look, Ruggie-kun. Lookin' at the painting closer, you can see the magical carpet handing him a flower. What a cute scamp～

Cater: Oh, that reminds me. I once received a flower from someone in the crowd after the Pop Music Club finished a set at the school's culture festival.

Ruggie: Eh, you're kidding!?

Ruggie: If we're talkin' about a Pop Music Club performance, that includes all the chaotic stuff like Lilia-san's screamo and stage divin', right…?

Ruggie: You tellin' me after all that, you actually have fans, and one of them even gave you a flower?

Ruggie: …Heh. Cater-san, even if ya wanna try to rewrite your bad experiences, ya shouldn't lie like that.

Cater: Hey, wait, Ruggie-kun, don't look at me with pity in your eyes! It really happened!

Ruggie: Suuure, so did they ask for your deets?

Cater: Nah, they ran off as soon as they handed me the flower.

Ruggie: Seeee～ No way they just ran off without gettin' a phone number off ya, that'd be a waste of givin' you the flower.

Cater: But why would I even give them my… Ah! Ruggie-kun, I think you're misunderstanding something.

Cater: The kid who gave me the flower was about 4 or 5 years old. And it was just some cute flowers they picked in the wild, too ♪

Ruggie: Eh… 4 or 5 years old?

Ruggie: ―Pfft, ahahahaha! S-Seriously? Man, suddenly, now that's just way too cute of a story…

Cater: Oh come on, you don't need to laugh about it that much. You're the one who misinterpreted it in the first place.

Ruggie: It's your fault I got confused, Cater-san. Like, we were literally just talkin' about dates 'n stuff right before.

Ruggie: But I think I get someone at that age enjoyin' themselves regardless of the actual music goin' on.

Ruggie: Or maybe it was love at first sight? That's the kinda age where ya might see cases of puppy love. You stunner, you～

Cater: Who knows? Whatever it was that they thought or felt…

Cater: I'm just happy to know there are people out there that think I'm pretty swell ☆

[Land of Dawning – National Museum of Art]

Cater: Oooh, I really like this painting of the King of Beasts～ He's so relaxed, it looks like we get to see him truly in his element.

Ruggie: Is he lounging on a rock? Amazin' that he can still look regal even when lazin' around.

Cater: Someone striking a cool pose makes a good painting, sure, but sometimes the natural look is pretty fresh, too.

Cater: It's got a pretty good style, without being too pretentious, if that makes sense…

Cater: And it super feels like if I snagged a pic of this moment and uploaded it to Magicam, it'd end up the top trending photo ever ☆

Ruggie: Oh yeah, speaking of, I saw that photo you uploaded just the other day got a ton of likes.

Ruggie: It just happened to come across my dash, so I don't really remember the context, but it was you with a cat in a pretty chic place.

Cater: Yay, you saw that!? Pretty sure that was when I snapped a pic with this one café's pet cat.

Cater: I like to visit café's, right. So on days off, I usually go and get lunch or drinks at places that catch my eye.

Ruggie: You go to a café whenever you get a day off!? That's gotta cost a ton!

Cater: Oh, no, it's not every day off! I'm just sayin' that I do it often, but there's days I just chill in my room, too.

Ruggie: Kinda feels like it'd be hard to pry you off your phone even on those kinda days, huh.

Cater: Ah, that obvious? Even if I'm just lounging in bed, you know I gotta check the 'cam ♪

Cater: I guess I also sometimes read whatever comic is currently popular, or play some games.

Ruggie: I wasn't expecting you to say you play games. Oh, is it like you have online friends you play with, or something?

Ruggie: There's a ton of co-op and pvp games out there, so.

Cater: Uhh, I don't really play those sorts of games.

Cater: Sometimes whenever I need to clear my head, I'll just play a puzzle game, or something that just has simple tasks.

Cater: One game that I've recently got into is one of those puzzles where objects fall down the screen…

Cater: And this one always has a lot of new characters, all cute and round and plush-lookin'.

Cater: I get a nice and fuzzy feeling just watching 'em go, so I don't really do good with the whole collecting items or raising my score, though.

Cater: Most of the time I'll end up falling asleep if I'm playing it while laying down and just wake up to terrible scores.

Ruggie: The fact that you're not houndin' for a high score, and just play for fun like that definitely sounds more like your speed.

Ruggie: Alllright, well, I've checked out all the art in this gallery, so I'm thinkin' of headin' to the next one. See ya, Cater-san. I'm off.

Cater: Okay, bye-bye, Ruggie-kun. Maybe I'll go check out the shop～ …Oh hey―

Cater: It's a painting showing that one story of the girl who fell adrift into the ocean, huh.

Cater: If I remember right, this girl drank some mystery drink and her whole body shrunk. Poor little thing.

Cater: She'd open her mouth before thinking and stick her neck into whatever she could… Seriously, what a meddling little girl～

Requested by @farfalla049.

[braveclementine]

Chapter 31

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OC: Elizabeth Y/L/N (created so you don't get Y/N and Y/S/N consistently mixed up. I do not condone any copying of this.

"BREATHE." YOU ORDERED ELIZABETH. SHE was pale as Queen Frigga, Sif, and Okoye moved around her in a clockwork fashion to take care of her makeup and hair. Shuri and Wanda were putting the dress together for the last bits while Pepper had gone off to collect the old, new, blue, and borrowed stuff.

"I am breathing." Elizabeth snapped, nerves fraying her last strand of composure. "I have to breathe to be standing and talking."

You smiled. The last time Elizabeth had been like this was during Exams in high school. You'd always wondered why she cared about her grades when she was always going to be working the farm anyways.

"Well you need to relax." Wanda murmured, touching Elizabeth's shoulder and letting some red energy flow into her. Elizabeth shuddered slightly and relaxed under her touch.

"There we go." Frigga announced happily, putting the finishing touches to Elizabeth's indigo eyeliner. Like always, she looked absolutely stunning this way. The eyeliner always managed to bring her eyes out, and the lipstick gave her enough colour that she really didn't need any more makeup than that.

Her hair was done intricately, some of it up, and some of it down. The veil would have to be attached and so Sif and Okoye had created a sort of bun on top of her head with tiny braids for the veil to be attached to.

[I kind've combined the two dresses below. I like the top veil and start of dress on first pic and the rest of the dress on second pic]

Once Elizabeth had been put into the dress, you smiled. "Pepper and dad will be here soon with your other items."

The old item was actually multiple items. It was a set of red and blue jewelry that matched the dress, passed down from your mother's mother. The new was was gift from Wanda: the comb that was used to pin the veil. The borrowed was from Queen Frigga, which was some old talisman off Asgard. And the blue was in her flowers.

Elizabeth nodded, looking out her bedroom window. "I never thought in a million years this would happen."

You wondered which part she was talking about. The marriage? You'd always known she'd be married. Married first? You had never thought that would happen either.

Frigga smiled, kissing her cheek and you felt a sudden realization dawn on you that it should've been your mother in here instead.

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"HOW DO I LOOK?" THE WORDS WERE out of Sam's mouth before he could take them back. He regretted them immediately.

Bucky looked up. He was dressed in his own suit, though he wasn't attending the wedding as a participant, but as a guest. Steve looked over, also dressed like Bucky. "You look handsome Sam. You always do."

Sam had no idea what to feel. He'd never thought it would be like this. It felt like his relationship with his soulmates had suddenly become separate. Him, Steve, Bucky, and Y/N. Him and Elizabeth. He could physically feel the gap, so he knew that the other two had to too.

He had avoided the conversation time and time again. He'd thought when he'd walked in on Bucky helping Elizabeth with dinner that night, that they'd accepted her. Instead, they'd left her confused and hurt, with no explanations to anyone about why they'd chosen the way they had.

He had never imagined that the soulmate relationship would be so divisive and hurtful. He'd thought they would all get along like one big happy family. But it didn't seem to be in the cards.

He glanced over at the boys. Bucky was still fiddling with his tie, as he always did whenever he was forced to wear one. Steve was composed as always.

Sam felt that he could practically see the invisible wall between them. Not such an invisible wall then.

"You don't want me to marry her."

Steve and Bucky both looked over at him and Bucky actually stopped fiddling with his tie. Sam watched Bucky looked guilty, looking over at Steve, while Steve remained stoic. Not for the first time, Sam wondered if Bucky had wanted to make a relationship with Elizabeth and Steve had stopped him. But why? Or was he misreading it?

"She's your soulmate." Steve said softly. "We just want you to be happy Sam. If marrying her will make you happy, then I want you to marry her."

"But you're not happy about it." Sam pressed. "Look, I know I can't be the only one feeling this gap."

Bucky sighed. "I know. I'm sorry. I wish there wasn't a gap. I love you Sam. I do. I'm not leaving you."

"No. . . I know that." Sam said softly. He glared at himself in the mirror. He shouldn't be feeling so melancholy on his wedding day. It hadn't been like this when he'd married his boys. "I just can't help but feel your disapproval."

Steve shook his head and stood up. He came over to wrap his arms around Sam. "I'm sorry if that's the feeling you're getting from me. It's unintentional. I guess I'm being selfish and worrying that if you marry her you'll leave less time for us."

'Is that why you didn't accept her?' Sam asked in his head. 'Is that why you're hurting her?'

But he didn't ask those questions aloud. Instead he said, "I wanted one of you to be my best man."

Steve smiled and kissed his neck. "Tony chose Rhodey. Stephen chose Wong. Loki chose Thor. Hogun chose Fandral. You can have either of us, but I think you should ask Bucky."

"Will you?" Sam asked, looking over his shoulder. He caught that Bucky had been looking wistful and quickly changed his expression when he realized Sam was looking at him.

"Of course I will Sammy." Bucky said, striding over to hug him too. "I'll always be your best man."

There was a knock at the door. "Are you guys ready?" It was Bruce who was going around and making sure everyone was there before the bride.

"Yes." Sam croaked out. Bucky kissed his cheek.

"You'll be fine." Bucky whispered softly as Steve went to grab their jackets. Bucky looked like he wanted to say more, but Steve was back and he said, "I love you."

"I love you too."

Steve handed him a suit jacket and the three of them headed out. Sam was separated into one of the cars from the others, the one that had Elizabeth's to be married soulmates in it.

He went to put the suit jacket on when he sat in the car. He found that the shoulders were far to big and realized Steve had accidentally given him Bucky's jacket.

He felt something in one of the pockets and wondered what Bucky had left in it. He put his hand in it and frowned when his fingers touched something smooth and wooden.

He pulled it out and realized that it was the carving of a wolf with a star in its side.

It was Elizabeth's figurine.

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"HOW ARE YOU NERVOUS AGAIN, YOU'VE already married her once?" Fandral teased Hogun as they stood at the altar. There was a large collection of men up at the front altar, half of which would step back when the bride came down the aisle.

Queen Frigga was performing the ceremony once again, with a soulmate priest by her side. He seemed in awe of her and said very little as she spoke.

The church was nice and warm, also big which was surprising for the small town. But perhaps that was because it was only one of the two churches in the town and it had to be large to fit everyone.

"Shut up." Hogun grumbled. "I'm not nervous."

"You are." Loki quipped by his side.

"Shut it." Hogun growled.

"I am inclined to agree." Thor said suddenly.

Hogun glared at him and turned to survey the crowd. He knew just about everyone, either by name or at least by face. Every single one of them had been there at the battle with Thanos and it was more that some simply weren't there other than people he didn't know. The ones he didn't know where on Elizabeth and Y/N's side of the family.

Her mother sat with her grandparents and he over heard one of them- her father's mother if he remembered correctly- asking Y/M/N why she wasn't with Elizabeth at the moment.

"Oh well," Elizabeth's mother played it off. "The Queen of Asgard is doing her hair and makeup, so I'm hardly needed."

Hogun clenched his jaw and turned away. He knew the Queen had offered her mother the chance to do Elizabeth's beauty products- though he didn't understand why they were needed- but her mother had declined.

"It doesn't matter." Loki spoke suddenly from his side and he looked at him.

"What?"

Loki just shook his head. "Her relationship with her mother has never been strong, you do not have to defend it."

"No, but she made it sound like your mother was in the wrong instead." Hogun responded.

Loki shrugged, "My mother does not care. And it was only insinuated. Trust me, if she truly spoke against my mother, she would not be breathing a moment later."

"If she wasn't pregnant and wasn't' Elizabeth's mother of course." Fandral responded.

Loki thought about it. "I'll slay her after the brother is born and Elizabeth is on. . . vacation."

Hogun shook his head. "You're impossible."

Suddenly, Loki yelped as Frigga slapped him upside the head. "No more talking about slaying your future wife's mother."

"Yes mother." Loki muttered, rubbing the back of his head.

"Remember," Fandral said in a serious voice that was making Hogun rethink his choice about choosing Fandral as his best man. "She's gorgeous and she also chose you. You'll be fine. Don't screw it up."

"Thanks." Hogun muttered.

Suddenly, everyone was rising from their chairs and he snapped his head as he heard the march start. The doors to the church were opened and Elizabeth stepped through, on her father's arm.

The dress was very different from what he had been expecting. Especially since it had been brought down from Asgard. It was so simple, so plain, so Elizabeth that it looked like the most beautiful dress he had ever seen. She looked like the most gorgeous woman on Earth, Asgard, and all the realms beyond that.

He was aware of the slightly slower pace she had set for her father and he found himself blushing. The awareness she had of her fathers' knees was kind. He truly was lucky.

He only broke his glance one to see the others' faces. Loki had paled drastically, looking like he might be sick. Sam looked like he was glowing. Stephen looked the most composed and Tony was grinning and blushing like an idiot.

Elizabeth and her father finally reached the altar. He saw the others, the women she'd chosen to be her bridesmaids, wearing green, settle behind her where Y/N was standing as the maid of honor. There was a single flower girl- Gamora and Peters' daughter- who stumbled along quickly, tossing pink flowers out of her basket and quickly joined her parents.

Hogun held out his hand and her father placed her hand in his without a second's hesitation.

Frigga let the soulmate priest step up first and went around the group, repeating the Methodist Wedding vows that reflected Elizabeth's Christianity religion. As tradition, the men went first and he was to start.

"In the name of God, I Hogun Irison, take you Elizabeth Y/L/N, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until we are parted by death. This is my solemn vow."

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YOU SAT BETWEEN CLINT AND STEVE as you watched the ceremony commemorate. You felt a jolt of surprise when Loki repeated the Methodist vow without a second of hesitation. But you supposed Elizabeth probably said some other vow on Asgard.

When all of the vows had been said, the priest stepped back and you watched Queen Frigga step forward with a cup. "This is the cup of immortality." She announced, holding it up and there were some whispers in the crowd. "This is the cup that they shall drink from to complete the marriage cycle."

You were surprised once more, assuming Elizabeth, Hogun, and Loki would not drink from it as they were already immortal. But perhaps it wouldn't do anything more to them as they already were?

No, only Stephen, Tony, and Sam drank from the cup, though the blue bond of light- which had appeared out of nowhere by the way- circled all of them.

Queen Frigga seemed pleased and then announced, "You may all kiss the bride."

Elizabeth blushed as they each stepped forward to kiss her and then the blue bond glowed brighter, then burst into dust, settling down on them, disappearing. The crowd clapped and cheered and Elizabeth blushed and you were grinning- and also crying with happiness.

The afterparty was moved back to the farm where a tent had been constructed to hold dancing and food. Elizabeth and Hogun opened up the first dance. You wouldn't be allowed to dance with any of your soulmates- the ones that married Elizabeth at least- until they had danced with her first. But the dances passed in a flurry and soon Tony was taking you for a spin.

"It's a beautiful wedding." Tony complimented, though you'd had little to do with the actual planning.

"It really is." You agreed. It was simple, in your mind, but that fit Elizabeth all the better.

"What about your upcoming wedding?" Tony teased. "What do you want?"

Months ago, you would have rattled off a thousand things you wanted. A huge wedding, a thousand guests, a multi-tier cake, somewhere extremely expensive and fancy. Now, you leaned in and whispered, "As long as it's in the early spring, simply surprise me love."

Tony grinned, "You'll love it."

"I know I will." You said.

And then the dance came to a close and Stephen cut in to take you for a round.

Eventually, it was moved on to dinner and everyone took turns saying something. You had a speech prepared as well, to go after your father.

Your father stood for a moment and said, "I have two daughters and I couldn't be prouder of them than I am at this moment. My first born daughter has achieved the life that she wanted, and my second daughter is married with those that love her. And I cannot possibly be happier." Your father smiled and in that smile, you saw the younger man that your mother had fallen in love with. "My daughter Elizabeth was always had a special place in my heart, for her love of the farm is the same as mine. And that is why, my daughter, the wedding gift I give you today is the inheritance of the farm. It is yours for now and forevermore. To my lovely daughter."

"To Elizabeth!" The crowd cheered as Elizabeth started to cry into her hands. You raised your glass with them and smiled.

The first thing you had felt was that slight jolt, for you had been the one in line for the farm. You had always planned to sell the farm for money but. . .

You looked around. You didn't need it. Elizabeth needed it.

You met Loki's eyes and you knew he was thinking the same as you: She'd freed you. 

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[ickymichi]

𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝.

a tendou satori x reader series.

✟ there’s always been the one rule every person who’s been in a band knows not to break, never mess around with your band mates. but Satori was sick of the groupies, sick of catching the bra’s and panties that were flung at him every night. he just wanted the one thing he couldn’t have.

✟ warnings: swearing, eventual smut, eventual angst(?), drug use, inappropriate themes, comedy.

✟ things to know: band au!, some timeskip careers mentioned, slow updates.

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✟ word count: 1.8k

✟ note: first actual chapter of this series! it’s nothing big but obviously i wanted to get something written for this series! but i hope you enjoy my dears! reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

all contents belongs to k1ttykawa 2021. please do not repost or modify on this or any other platform.

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The bright lights and screams from the small crowd in the underground venue was what brings you back down from the high you’re always on whenever you sit on the small bouncing stool behind the drum set on stages every second or third night. You heard Semi thanking everyone for coming and whatever shit he always says. Once you seen him bow and Tendou go to pick up the collection of bra’s and panties thrown on stage, you raised a hand and threw one of the drumsticks into the crowd, your own way of saying goodbye before making your way offstage. Semi and Tendou’s tall frames following behind, the same order as always.

The sweat was pouring out of you, tonight being more of a wilder one than the usual calm sets you’ve been having in bars or party’s recently. they were easy money, but they got boring after just a few hours. so all three of you were in desperate need of a night like tonight.

Turning the corner of the small, dark corridor to your dressing room for tonight you were met with the stench of weed, 3 different girls on the beat up leather couch, a rolled joint in one of the girls hands and white lines on a tray to the others left. Like always, you went straight to the showers to get the scent of sweat and fake smoke of you.

You really don’t know when but the cropped black tank top you had on was ripped down one side but your usual headband you sported every show was missing and it now became you new priority to track it down. “Satori! Where the fuck is my headband?” you stomped back out to see the wanted man desperately trying to pull the tight leather pants down his lanky legs. His head was whipped up to at the sound of your annoyed voice and then quickly darted his eyes over to the blonde that had previously rolled the joints and was now fawning over semi and his revealed tattoos. “oi” was all you muttered out behind her and holding out your empty hand—also noting some of your rings were gone. She turned her head to you with a scowl covering her features, which also revealed your missing accessory that caused your distress. “that’s her bandana and she’s quite obviously looking for it back,” Tendou quipped in making every one bar the girl laugh. After time, she untied it from the back and forcefully placed it back in your hand. Dramatically you held your arm, acting as if she pained you, tendou again laughing with you.

Finally you were able to hop into the shower and quickly get your self freshened and rub the accesses makeup off your eyes that was already smudged from your constant wiping, trying to stop the sweat dripping from your hairline.

“(y/n)!! please help me out of these, semisemi just keeps fucking laughing!” the peace and quiet you had was quickly interrupted by Tendou’s loud whining. “how the fuck am I not supposed to laugh when your walking around with them swinging around your ankles and your dick hanging out?” “what, Its out?!”

The large door separating the bathroom from the connected dressing room swung open and revealed Satori with his leathers pooled at his ankles and— surprising his dick not actually ‘hanging out’. “please help me sugartits, they’re fucking stuck even with my skinny ankles,” he hopped onto the counter and held his legs up for you to guide them off him. “well for starters, take your fucking shoes off!, and also I swear i saw these in the women’s section of some online store?” jokingly you shouted at him and moved to untie the doc martin’s around his feet. “yeah? You probably did, stole them from that chick that wouldn’t stop hanging off me last month,” both of you laughing at his silliness and falling into a comfortable silence.

The only noise was the voices off the others in the separate room and a recognisable Mötley Crüe song shaking the floor from the stage.

“what you think of tonight then?” the silence being broken by Satori like usual. “uhhh, it was definitely something but yeah, it was fun. Its nice to have a night like that every now and then, specially since we’ve just been in bars doing the same covers for the past two weeks. What about you huh?” he hummed, a noise of agreement showing he was listening, a habit you grew to learn. “I guess it was good fun yeah, although I didn’t appreciate nearly getting hit with a dildo within the first two songs. But I agree, it’s nice to do our own shit and not covers in a bar with a bunch of middle age boring shits. I think we’ve another show that’ll probably be like this again on Saturday.”

Saturday, today was Thursday so you’ve a nice day or two to just lie around, the other probably filled with travelling and setting up.

After about 10 minutes you had unlaced both his boots and chucked them onto the floor and not too long later his ‘borrowed’ pants joined them. “thanks chicken, lifesaver as always,” he pulled you into an embrace with one arm before leaving to find his spare clothes in the other room. He did always have the weirdest nicknames.

The night bled into the early hours of the morning, Semi and Tendou both getting their share of the girls there while you kicked your feet up, sparking up a conversation and passing the joints with your friend Taichi who was also your ‘manager’, he wasn’t really he just acted like it when venues would ask important questions and tagged along for the free show and nights at different clubs.

He was also the one who suggested you start moving to the motel down the street for the night before the venue boots you all out. Quickly you agreed, not fancying seeing any more glimpses of your friends and strangers body parts. Obviously the girls whined to the boys, asking if they could come, saying it’s dangerous for girls to walk home alone at night, “sorry ladies, but we’ll be sharing a bed tonight and I don’t fancy getting an unwanted facial on a Thursday night,” you butted into their persuasive conversation by wrapping an arm around the boys from the back of the couch and giving a friendly smile.

By the time you all got your equipment packed away and into the van it was nearing 4:30 in the morning and you, quite literally we’re going to fall into the bed. It wasn’t the nicest of places but you were just spending tonight and the next two there, unless you decided to go out after the shows and find some rando’s condo to spend the night in. All three of you pushed your way into the small room trying to get the edges of the double bed. And it wasn’t easy trying to squeeze through two 6’2 lean men, resulting in you again stuck in the middle of them staring at the blank roof, desperately waiting for the sun to rise so you could find some place to get food and away from the mess of limbs under the covers.

When you did wake up it felt like you’d only slept for two hours, when in reality it had been about 10. The afternoon sun melting through the old curtains and falling into your pillow. As you moved to see what had finally woke you from the deep sleep you saw Semi at the small table, his guitar resting on his knees and his worn, nimble fingers scribbling words on his notebook he kept for when lyrics would come to him.

“mornin’ early bird,” all you could let out was a groan, your mind still coming to its senses. “there’s food n’ shit there Satori went out to get it, we was the first up, surprisingly,” he breathed out the last remark before moving to pick up the red pencil and get back to writing lyrics before they left his head.

The food that Tendou got was still warm so he must’ve of been up long before you anyway. “where is he?” “beats me, probably wandering round like always,” quickly he responded and took the pic from between his teeth and started strumming a tune while humming, what you were guessing, was the lyrics on the page.

Letting your curiosity get the better of you, you pulled your phone from where it was connected to the wall by the charger and found Satori’s contact and pressed the call icon, moving away from the sound of Eita and his guitar you went to go outside and sit on the bench outside your rooms window.

“hello, hello,” his ever cheerful voice filled the speakers of your phone that was wedged between your shoulder and ear. “hey, I was just calling to see where you are that’s all,” you piped up when he went quiet, tutting when you realised you were out of cigarettes. “oh you know, just out sightseeing ‘tis all,” “cool cool, well i’m going to the store now you need anything?” he hummed into the phone, indicating that he was thinking of something he needed. “just cigs I guess and get me that drink I like while there, i’ll pay you later,” bidding him goodbye as the small shop on the corner came into view you slipped your phone into your sweatpants pocket and walked to the back where they kept the energy drinks.

Exiting the shop with everything you needed you walked to make your way back till you saw a familiar head of red locks across the street and quickly, but quietly made your way to his figure.

Sneaking up behind him and wrapping your arms around his middle, feeling his ribs press into your arms, something you’ve noted recently. He sucked air into his lungs and jumped slightly before laughing with you. “here you go your highness,” was how you greeted him and chucked him his requested items. “thanks muffincake, i’ll pay you back later I swear,” you scoffed and shook his offer off, suggesting you stroll around the city until Semi called either of you to ‘get your sorry asses back to the room’.

Your stroll progressed into a very long walk and by the time Satori suggested you head back with an arm around your shoulder it was already dark, the night life staring to come out of hiding. eyeing a club across the street you thought might be a good shout to visit in case you three got bored tonight, making a mental note of its location.

“Didn’t Semisemi say we need to go over the set list again cause, someone, messed up last night,” a sing-song voice dragged you out of your club browsing and brought a scowl to your face. “excuse me, you’re the one who told me we were doing ‘nasty’ after the interlude, prick,” he pulled his chin up and started to ‘think’ about your accusation before loudly dubbing it false; “nope, I don’t recall doing such a thing. I could never, but if it boots your already sky high ego then, of course I did my dearest apologies baby cakes,” “do you ever shut up,” “when i’m face first in pus-” “Don’t even!”

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please lmk if i missed you if your not there! <3

[silvermarmoset]

Is there a book-to-film adaptation that, in your opinion, was MADE by the costuming? Where the book itself didn't really come alive, or where the characters seemed flat, until there was that visual touchstone?

My first thought was The Princess Bride, but I think that’s more a matter of the actors than the costume design, but I’ve found, after wracking my brain, that I keep coming back to…. The Wizard of Oz.

The first thing to realize about The Wizard of Oz as an entity—before getting into it as a movie—is that there was and is a TON of visual content surrounding it, even before the idea of turning it into a 1939 Technicolor movie popped into anybody’s heads. It was visual when it first came out as a book by L. Frank Baum—it was visual when Baum kept writing sequels—and it was visual when it snowballed into a cultural juggernaut, with the world going crazy over everything Oz.

And all this visual stuff sounds great, right? It’s a wealth of imagery to work with. You have the classic illustrations of W.W. Denslow, where Dorothy wears blue gingham and silver shoes! You have the sequel illustrations by John R. Neill, where Dorothy wears a big red bow and pearls! These Dorothys look nothing like each other but I guess it’s whatever!

like seriously they look nothing like each other

And beyond the books, there were plays, musicals, and early film versions. You couldn’t walk anywhere in 1900s American without finding some visual depiction of a Cowardly Lion, or a Tin Man, or a Scarecrow. Problem is…some of these depictions were horrifying, particularly any that tried to replicate the illustrations on real live people. I’m not going to post them because I genuinely think they’d inspire trigger warnings, but if you’re not scared check these out.

Aspects of these productions influenced the 1939 movie’s actors and creators—Ray Bolger loved the OG Scarecrow from when he saw him onstage as a kid, and incorporated things he remembered from that performance into his own. But as you can see from the pics I’ve hidden above, these costume designs do not add up to iconic fantasy characters. They add up to nightmares.

So now imagine that you’re the MGM costume and makeup departments, designing the 1939 Wizard of Oz, and you have ALL these images surrounding the work—the original illustrations, and the sequel illustrations, and previous movie and musical adaptations, all with their own ideas and their different nostalgias and their own views of the story. There’s so much to contend with. You could borrow from anybody.

But thank goodness, you don’t.

The MGM costume and makeup departments designed a new vision of Oz, one that made sense to their own time period and their own needs and the technologies they had available to them. Dorothy is updated to a 1930s farmgirl, but her look is so timeless that every little girl sees herself in her. The Wicked Witch becomes green so she pops against the Technicolor. The Scarecrow costume nixes the literalism of the book and stage versions (circles for eyes!), but embraces the detail allowed by a film camera to show the burlap texture of his face. The Wizard of Oz does an astounding job with the makeup, creating looks for the Scarecrow and the Tin Man and the Cowardly Lion that still hold up today.

So many steps along the way, the costume and makeup crew could have gone off track—and their fitting photos show that they came close so many times—yet the final thing works so well that it’s become an iconography everyone knows, the version that’s so beloved no other interpretation can even compete. Costume design, in short, that kicks ass, and does it entirely on its own terms.

[polandspringz]

Request: something about Glory & Asmo vibing . maybe painting each others nails . ill pay u

I know you already got to read this when I finished it, but here you go!!!

Title: Always at the Right Place, at the Right Time

Summary:

Whenever Poland invited everyone to the Human World, there was never any actual obligation to hang out with her. At least not for Glory. Any adventure were moments reserved for them, the Avatar of Lust and the Avatar of Vainglory.

(This is set in my series involving my MC, “Designing in the Devildom”. AO3 Link will be posted in the notes)

Grass. The smell of flowery perfume, too strong and too tacky. It burned the throat and lungs like sugary cotton candy, but they were both immune to the taste by now. A picnic blanket spread over the land, flowers were crushed beneath their weight. They didn’t care. The sun shone down on a chilly spring day in the human realm. Glory held out his hand, and Asmo held it gently in his own as he applied nail polish across it carefully.

“Don’t mess up,” Glory huffed, “I have a date tonight.”

“Another commitment? And here I thought you cleared your whole day for me!”

“Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Why, darling, others do that for me,” Glory rolled his eyes at that, but it was all in good fun, no actual malice, “But, I won’t mess up. Although knocking your beauty down a peg would make me the prettiest in the three realms, I wouldn’t risk my beautician skills being slanders because I decided to be petty.”

“Good, cause if you mess up my nails I will douse you in acetone.”

The little brush moved across the nails, leaving gooey, light blue color behind. It was like liquid lipstick, squishy and shiny but as it dried it would harden into a perfect coating. The clear bottle of top coat rolled around on the picnic blanket as Asmo shifted, knocking into Glory’s knee. The color would be preserved, but protected underneath a thin layer of plastic and gloss.

“You’ve been different lately,” Glory blurted out. Asmo glanced up with surprise.

“What do you mean? Have I been even more beautiful?”

“No, and that’s just it. What you said earlier,” Glory rolled his free hand in the air as they gestured for something, “I’m used to you saying you’re the prettiest- which is false- but normally you don’t leave room for debate.”

Asmo finished the pinky finger, and then blew a soft puff of air over the whole hand before setting it back down on Glory’s thigh.

Glory didn’t like feelings. The only mushy stuff he cared about was makeup or textured fabrics of designer clothes that he knew would look great and help him show others up. But there was a distant look clouding Asmo’s eyes. He was smiling but his mind was elsewhere. He just sat there for a moment, leaning on his knees after he closed up the blue polish and set it down beside them.

Glory couldn’t help but notice the ugly pact mark that decorated Asmo’s skin, the bright pink ring that tattooed his skin, staining his neck, just visible underneath the collar. It seemed to pulsate when Glory stared at it, taunting him.

It disgusted him. He would die before he ever made a pact with any human.

Glory let out a scoff and sat back, tapping Asmo forcefully on the shoulder to knock him back to reality, “You’ll give yourself wrinkles if you keep a face like that. If you turn any uglier than you already are, I won’t hang around you anymore.”

Asmo let out a hearty laugh, his whole body radiant in the sunlight. He reached for the clear polish and shook the bottle as he let himself settle down. When he looked towards Glory’s other hand to inspect the nails, his eyes were brighter again, but also all too knowing. 

Glory never needed to say much, Asmo was the best at picking up on the emotions people liked to hide. He could see right through him, but it was still nice of Glory to try and say something to make Asmo feel better. It was all the more genuine when said in his own Glory-way.

**

The balloons bumped into one another and the strings tangled as they were pulled through the wind and down the street. Two sets of shoes clattered and scraped against the sidewalk as the two ran along the tiny shops of downtown.

Asmo spun around, the balloons swinging with him as Glory rushed passed, taking the other demon's hand as they continued running. They hadn’t stolen anything and weren’t being chased, but there was something different about the human world. The air and the way everything was so colorful and bright as light bounced off everything, from puddles to windows of glass. The way life and the scents of the city were carried on the breeze. It was like Devildom but better.

The two of them stepped off the curb to cross the street, Glory’s heel clicking on the edge of the curb as he skipped forward.

He wished he could stay here forever.

**

Flashes of a camera interrupted the darkness of the night. The human realm’s night sky was much darker than Devildom’s artificial one, turning completely black even though it was only nine p.m. Glory lowered the polaroid that Poland had let her borrow, and Asmo scampered to take the developing photo from her. Slowly, the image of Asmo holding pink and blue cotton candy formed itself against the golden ferris wheel lights that spun against the black sky.

It was summer now. Poland had invited them all back to her world to visit a fair. Apparently this was a yearly thing where she used to live. It was a little crowded, a little too noisy and full of snot-nosed kids, but there were rides and there was food and strange human world entertainment. Most of it didn’t appeal to Glory, besides using the place as a backdrop for new Devilgram photos, but Asmo was coming with the rest of the brothers, and Diavolo was giving them a few extra days before they had to go back, and Glory would do anything to get out of the boring Devildom.

Poland must have noticed Glory’s disgust at the farm animals, stalls, and dirt paths when they first entered the fairgrounds, because Poland handed the camera over to her almost immediately. She had packed tons of film, handed a bunch of boxes full of starry, rainbow bordered packs that Glory could use to her heart’s content.

Half of the photos were already used up, littering the inside of the mini backpack Poland had given over to her. Random photos of people screaming on rides, humans running around or sitting under the tents. Seeing kids eat popcorn off the ground was gross, but taking pics as they tripped and ate shit and spilled popcorn all over the ground was fascinating. Before their group had split up, Lucifer had watched as Glory photographed the people in the historical tent, feeling the need to supervise the only demon not hiding her horns with magic in case she caused a ruckus.

“Based on your grades, I never suspected you would be interested in history,” he said smugly.

Glory focused on making sure the photo was tucked safely away and developing properly before shooting Lucifer a glare, flipping him off for good measure. The gasps of the historic actors had Lucifer flailing and shoving her hand down, dragging her away before she could cause anymore problems.

“Luce, wait!” Poland yelled, “You’re going to miss out on the old fashioned ice cream.”

Glory debated shouting out Lucifer’s full name, seeing if that would illicit anymore startled gasps from the old men and women sitting with bonnets by the display. That would make for a good picture too.

“Glory, let me take one of you now!” Asmo said, his fingers crawling around the camera as he tried to gently pry it out of her hands, “Go stand in front of that ride over there! The Himalaya!”

He pointed to a ride that was spinning at an unbelievably fast speed (for humans anyway), but it was flashy and colorful, which meant it would look wonderful blurred together, and there were so many humans waiting in the line, which would mean more people to preserve in her collection (she would have to invest in a scrapbook). She started to skip over, her boots digging into the clay, orange soil as the ride’s music was interrupted by a loud siren-like horn.

“Kolia, you stay back there with Belial!” Asmo waved to the other two members of their group. Kolia was the one suffering the most from the atmosphere of the fair. She only tagged along on the trip because it meant she got to see Poland again, but somehow she had gotten separated and nearly lost until she ran into Belial and the others outside a funnel cake stand.

Asmo hurried to take the photos as fast as the camera would allow, Glory striking a few poses and being tempted to take back the camera to snap the faces of the screaming riders behind her, but Asmo signaled the camera needed to be refilled with film and Glory had the bag so…

They rejoined the rest of their group.

“Where do you want to go now?” Asmo asked. Belial pointed towards the tents where all the vendors were in the middle of the fair grounds.

“I want to buy something. I saw shark tooth jewelry earlier.”

“Oh, and sand art!” Asmo chimed in.

“Do we have enough money? How much did Lucifer give us?” Kolia reached for her wallet.

“Hold on, hold on,” Glory mumbled as she finished snapping the new box of film inside the camera, “There! Good to go! Oh, wait a second-”

She leaned in and reached her arm around all of them, holding the camera up to snap what would become a very blurry selfie of them all.

“Alright, let's go!”

**

It was fall now. Glory sat on a bench surrounded by an expanse of orange colored leaves in the middle of a park. It was almost too picturesque, too cliche. Asmo had run off to get some warm drinks from the coffee shop down the street. It was getting cold again, the human realm had always felt so much colder than Devildom, but maybe that was just because of where Poland lived?

It was their last visit here before winter set in. Poland already had pulled a lot of strings to get the others to tag along on visits throughout the year, especially since she almost never seemed to invite Diavolo along. Glory wasn’t exactly sure what was up with that, maybe the Prince of Hell was just too busy, or maybe there was some sort of feud going on between them. It didn’t matter much to him though.

“I’m back!” Asmo said, walking up with the two, tall cups in either hand, “Sorry it took so long. They don’t have the drink you like here, so I had to improvise to get something similar.”

“That’s fine,” Glory said, plucking the cup from Asmo’s hand with just their finger and thumb on either side of it, “Probably would have tasted gross either way. Human food is bad.”

“Hey, you may have suffered through Solomon’s cooking over at Purgatory Hall, but that doesn’t mean everything from the human realm is bad,” Asmo chided, “Poland isn’t a great cook either, but there are tons of places all over this world with cute desserts and stuff.”

“A shame we won’t get to see them,” Glory sighed, popping the lid open and taking a sip.

Asmo stared at him for a moment before starting to get up, “I actually saw a shop selling some macaroons earlier! Let me go back and get them-”

Glory grabbed his sleeve to stop him.

“Stay,” they mumbled, avoiding eye contact, “We can go get some later.”

Asmo remained frozen for a moment, then slowly sat back down on the bench, “Alright then.”

They fell into an uncomfortable silence. They watched birds in the empty park peck at the ground, but it was far too hard and cold for their beaks to find anything beneath it. The carpet of leaves was rustled by the wind, a few brown leaves breaking off to dance in a violent circle, their dried and dead edges scratching against the concrete and making a grating rhythm to the ears.

“It’s only going to be until the spring, you know that, right?” Asmo asked, “It’s not a long time for a demon.”

“It’s a long time for me because I can’t come and go as I please.”

“You… like the human world now, don’t you? I thought with how you always were ignoring Poland, you didn’t like coming here.”

“Don’t get the wrong idea, I only come here to hang with you. Poland is just… well she’s convenient, she’s just my ticket for a new hangout spot. I just didn’t expect to find other humans so interesting.”

“They are interesting, aren’t they?” Asmo laughed behind his hand, “They’re so funny to tempt-”

“-to trip up-”

“-to trick-”

“-to observe-”

“-and to love,” Asmo finished, a deep sigh escaping him as he leaned back against the bench, watching his breath rise with the steam of the drink, mixing together in the air. Glory watched him confused, and although Asmo was wearing a thick scarf, Glory’s eyes shot to where he knew that marking was over his neck.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Glory crossed his arms, setting the drink down on the bench, “But I’m just annoyed because I don’t like being restricted. I don’t care what’s going on with Diavolo and your brothers and Poland and everyone else. It’s stupid of them to restrain us from coming to this realm whenever we want.”

“You could always walk through the eight layers if you really wanted to get here-”

“You know I would never do that to myself. Horrible idea.”

“It’s just a thought,” Asmo shut his eyes, “I might traverse it if Lucifer lets me. I’m sure I won’t be the only one rushing back up here. Poland has a fashion show in January. I might come see it.”

Glory didn’t respond. They just sat and stared at the city skyline rising just behind the trees at the edge of the park. Eventually, Asmo leaned his head on Glory’s shoulder, his hands unknotting Glory’s posture as he pulled Glory’s hands in his. He cracked open his eyes just a bit as he brushed his fingers along the old polish, humming when he noticed the chips.

“You should let me do your nails again. Or give you a makeover. We’ll have so much time in the winter to hang out. Nothing will change.”

Glory sighed again, and shut his eyes and let his head bonk against the top of Asmo’s gently.

He was right afterall. Nothing would change.

**

It was winter. Snow was not really a Devildom “thing” but Glory was certain they would be seeing some in the coming days because Diavolo had a knack for using whatever magic he could harness to simulate as much of the human world as he could. Glory had holed themselves up in the bedroom at Purgatory Hall, sitting on the window seat as they watched the moon outside.

Simeon and Solomon were in the courtyard, doing something with Luke. While teasing the young angel did give Glory some entertainment, they really weren’t in the mood right now. They had gone over to the House of Lamentation to hang with Asmo, but realized they had forgotten he had skipped off to the Human World for Poland’s fashion show. Glory had been invited, but had declined because nothing was being made easy through the use of seals, and they had no idea why Asmo would ever want to torture himself taking the footpath there.

So, now they were alone.

Meaning things had changed.

Belial and Kolia were probably downstairs, Kolia holed up in her room no doubt surrounded by books, ugh. But there was no one to compete with or talk aimlessly with. They supposed they could just go outside and steal Simeon aside, the angel was always too polite to decline even if he wasn’t really interested in the things being said, but that sort of genuine disinterest they would sense from him would just continue to make things boring.

They missed Asmo. He hadn’t even painted their nails before they left.

Whatever, they could do it themselves. If only they could find the energy to move.

Glory knew the human world would be unreasonably cold and snowy and blustery right now, and that was no place for demons, but it would be better than the mundane, boring days full of RAD classes that would continue to stretch on for the rest of their eternity. They still didn’t really understand the point of the academy, just knew that if they didn’t attend it Diavolo would probably rear his true nature and execute them for treason or something.

Glory sighed again, something they had been doing a lot since the seasonal depression set in, and got up finally to move back over to their bed. If they were leaving their room that meant getting dressed up, and although they were the Avatar of Vainglory they weren’t feeling the need to fulfill their sin right now. Instead, they flopped over on their bed, face first as they let themselves sink into the blankets, their mind aimlessly drifting through thoughts but never clinging to one.

At some point, they fell asleep.

And were abruptly woken when Asmo crashed into their bedroom from a portal breaking through time and space.

“Asmo, what the fuck?” Glory sat up, rubbing their eyes.

The demon stood up from the floor and brushed himself off, reaching a hand out to Glory immediately as he kept the portal open behind him.

“Hi! Guess I got the teleporting right! Anyway, you need to come with me to the human world, right now.”

“What? I’m not dressed, why?”

“Poland needs another model for her fashion show! It starts in an hour and one of the models broke their ankle. Come on, we have to go!”

Asmo was pulling Glory out of bed, tugging them towards the portal.

“What? Hold on, is this another seal?” They pointed at the portal, “When did you get this?”

“Poland has one for emergencies. Come on!”

Glory was tossed through the portal with Asmo, popping out on the other side. They opened their eyes as the remnants of the seal disintegrated in Asmo’s hand. He shook off the dust before pushing open the door to a backstage area. There were models milling about, people running around holding bundles of fabric and palettes of makeup. Peeking out from behind the curtain, Glory could see flowers covering the walls, real flowers pasted from floor to ceiling all the way through the maze that had been set up for the runway.

Poland rushed by, nearly missing them as she talked into a headset and carried a dress she was still beading. Asmo caught her arm and froze her in her tracks.

“Wonderful! You’re here!” Poland’s face lit up as she shoved the dress to one of the (Glory presumed) assistants, “Let’s get your makeup done right away!”

They both started to guide Glory to one of the vanities, but they dug their heels in and turned around, “Wait, wait, wait. I’m all in for this but, Asmo, how are we getting back to Devildom if the seal broke? I’m not walking all the way back. Do you even know the entrance to how to get back?”

“I don’t have another seal,” Poland said, “That was for emergencies. Guess this just means you’ll have to stay with me until the others can come pick you up?”

“It will take me a few days to get back home on foot,” Asmo laughed, “If you’re insistent about waiting for another portal home, then that would probably give you a good week or so before Diavolo and Lucifer come to drag you back.”

Glory mulled it over for a moment, really not liking the idea of being stuck living with Poland for a few days, but then Poland flagged down someone who was walking by with the rolling rack, picking a hanger off it to show.

“This is what you’ll be wearing, by the way!”

Glory stared in awe as Poland continued, twisting the fabric of the outfit and pulling more accessories off the top of the rack, “...and so you’ll be the beginning and the end of the show, wearing this at the start and then coming back out at the end to transform it by tugging these pieces off. Oh, and then you’ll be the one to walk out with me at the very end because that’s when the designer normally does their walk- uh, is this all okay?”

“Perfect,” Glory grinned, sitting down in the chair, “Asmo, you need to redo my nails while I start the makeup. You owe me after all.”

“Of course!” He chimed, shooing the cosmetologist away as he found a bottle of polish from inside the makeup kit.

“Um, are you really going to be able to do their nails while they’re moving their hands so much?” Poland asked doubtfully.

“Just leave us, love. You interrupting will be the more likely cause of a disaster if anything.”

“Just trust us,” Asmo said, softening the blow.

Poland didn’t mind. She just shrugged and walked off, wheeling the rack away as she went to manage the rest of the show’s set-up. Glory ignored the stares from the models next to them, as there was no way they were hiding their horns tonight. Grabbing a beauty blender and a bottle of foundation, they smiled wickedly in the mirror at their and Asmo’s reflections.

“We’ve got this.”

“We’ve got this.”

And they set to work.

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 07.11.20 lb

LMAO WTF IS THIS TITLE CARD, MAHA PRATIGYA IT SEEMS

oh boy what's the favour??? knowing this dude, it could be some realllllll freaky shit.

oh thank god. normal cheez. “aaj raat mujhe akela mat chodna.”

also dude, he is sooooooooo manipulating her. he's learnt that isko daraake, dhamkaake, PARALYSE karke, kuchhhhh nahi hone waala. the way to get her is to be vulnerable and play on the emotional side of things. and that's what he's doing.

rrahul's eye makeup >>>>>>>>>> all the female characters' eye makeup.

aaaaaaaand he's out like a light. yeah, crying does that to you. best cure for insomnia. the sleep after weeping your guts out just hits different.

lol it's just hilarious to see him lying there all sprawled out on the floor on this..... random platform. itnaaaaaaaaaa bada ghar hai, and this is where he decides to sleep after a long, tiringass day.

“pehli baar tumne mujhse kuch maanga hai vansh, but i'm sorry main usse poora nahi karr paungi. mujhe aaj raat tumhe chod kar jaana hoga; meri jiss galti ne tumhe itna tod diya hai usse sudhaarne jaa rahi hoon.”

i mean, ok i get it, but at least could have gently led him to the room instead of leaving him here lying on the living room floor. harsh af.

i bet he's not really sleeping and is listening to allllllllll of this confession she's doing. that's the kinda shady shit i always did when i had sleepovers with my older cousins and wanted to listen to all the juicy goss. and vansh deffffff gives me scorpio vibes, lol.

ok one tiny sweet moment.

“kyun maine yeh bewakoofi kii, bappa?”

that's what they should name the show. coz literally what else is the plot other than riddhima fucking up 30 different ways per week?

not listening to her and just admiring her skin. very healthy, much glowy. wow. spill the list of products you use, sis.

wait, is being stupid good for the skin???? is that why everyone on tellywood has good skin and the rest of us have blah skin?

lol this fucking dumbass mask. it’s neither an alien mask, nor the ghostface mask, bas one ajeeb off-brand mashup of both.

jor jor se chilla ke sabko apna fuckup bol rahi hai. ouffffffff, kuchhhhhh bhi baat she can't fucking just keep in her brain or what, without verbalizing??

“koi tha kya???” sis, how long you been living in this house???? ofc koi tha.

walks into kabir's house and narrrrrrrrrrowly misses getting brained. looks like kabir has his mom's poor aim.

did he know she was coming, or did he really do this to himself in frustration? in which case, yikes. both the men in this show really don't know how to deal with setbacks well, huh???

“kahan hai ragini, mujhe usko vansh ko wapas dena hai.” lmaooooooooooo sis, she's a wholeasssssss person, not a copy of the da vinci code you borrowed.

“kho gayi mujhse!” lol what the fuck is wrong with you ppl, she's a living human being, not an object, stop talking about her like this!?!?

lmao this set of caps is just making me giggle a lot.

kabir saying someone else kidnapped ragini and took. i don't believe him. dal is looking quiteeeeeeee kaala to me.

mmmmmmmmm kaali dal. could use some rn. *looking up dhaabas nearby*

“aisa lag raha tha jaise main kisi parchaayi se bhid gaya tha!”

aaaaaand riddhima's dimaag ka ghoda is off to the races, thinking about the shadow following her.

my question is how kabir would know about shadow person????? mommy dumbest toh apne aankhon ke saamne waali cheez bhi nahi dekh paati, let alone something like this, and then informing kabir about it.

kabir like, sure. let's go with that theory.

lmaooooooooo riddhima giving passionate argument about vansh's dard aur taqleef and kabir is like:

snort. seriously, she needs to go a lil light on this. aur kuch nahi toh she should at least think that this is her new man she's talking about to her ex she dumped 2 days ago.

lol what badly done photoshop on chacha/chachi. you couldn't just get the whole cast together to take a legit pic????

also why is everyone so weirdlyyyyyyyyyy distant??? this is suchhhh an odd family photo. only dadi and riddhima look normal in it.

riddhima mentally making a list. crossing dadi and siya off it. BIG MISTAKE SIS. IN THIS SHOW, YOU DON'T LEAVE ANYONE OUT.

ishani and angre are also out. coz they're #teamVansh.

chacha and chachi are out coz they fattus, lol.

bache the two mega bitches of this house: aryan aur mummy.

battle of the two stoopids.

but it does make me lol every time aryan asks riddhima what new kaand she's up to now, and if he can join.

both talking about completely different things and ainvayi mein giving tashan to each other. fuckinggggggg idiotsssss.

lmao wtf, why did they randomly leave a shoe behind?????? so dumb.

ghoom phir ke why does she just keeeeep coming back here and looking for random shit??? the one time what she was actually looking for was here (sejal) she didn't find it.

such a randommmm place to come stash your snooping wardrobe.

ugh riddhima did you seriously leave vansh sleeping god-knows-where (where the fuck is he anyway????????) for this bs????/

these two idiots are back here looking for clues. whatcha wanna bet Mrs. Dumbass dropped one of her 30 million pieces of jewelry here on one of her multiple visits.

why the fuck is he telling angre HOW to look for clues, i thought he said angre had an investigation agency of his own???? does he tell YOU how to do your job of......... idk, how to use tally or peachtree or whatever the fuck?

“hum toh bas clue dhoond rahe the, yahaan toh poora crime scene hi hai!”

lmao cheeeeee who’s writing such shit dialogue???

has anyone who does these computer mockup thingys for tellywood ever used a computer after 2004? like, why do these things look so damn janky?????

lots of faltu ka growling and screaming at angre as if he was the one who corrupted the file. idk why the fuck he puts up with vansh’s shit. i don’t think he’s even paid anymore now that he’s part of the family.

“kuch hi pal ka intezaar hai. uske baad apne maut ki ulti ginti shuru kar dena MR. KIDNAPPER!!!!!!!!”

holy shit the mega bad dialogue and acting. i just cannot.

also hey!!!! it's 2020. THE KIDNAPPER CAN BE A WOMAN, YOU MISOGYNIST FUCK!!!!!!! AND IT IS!!!!!!! stop underestimating your dumbass wife. 

also what happened to i could never kill coz i'm not a criminal/murderer???????!?! kuch bhi, ainvayi. baaton ke ameer, dil ke gareeb, kabhi na jaayein ishwar ke kareeb.

riddhima hamming it up to lure shadow person.

bhaagam bhaag.

lol the wayyyyyyyyyy they got awayyyy. literally just ran under the staircase and the other way.

ok but explain to me how the HELL would there be such geele footprints HERE in the middle, after the person ran like alllllllllll around the house????

heroine running in to save siya......

“thank god siya so rahi hai!” she says, AS IF SHE DIDN'T USE THIS EXACT PILLOW TRICK TO FUCK VANSH OVER 2 NIGHTS AGO. dunggggg for brains, honestly.

yup. finally discovered it.

“chehra dikhao nahi toh chila chila ke sab ko ikkhatta kar doongi!” WHY WOULDN'T YOU DO THAT ANYWAY?????????

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand....

once again, literally no one is surprised. 🙄🙄🙄

[zebraslovescupcakestoo]

Blush Blush Wish List: New Boy edition.

If you read my wish lists from my previous posts, I did my first as random and a second one about clothing, which one of the clothing wish is coming true slowly, I decided to make a THIRD wish list, based on the Boy/Man bundle. We knew that there will be a new guy coming, plausibly the phone fling winner Poe, so here’s some dream ideas of mine that inspired me.

I will mark a disclaimer right here and now so please read it:

Any thing I write here is MY opinion, MY fantasy and JUST A THEORY. They are NON-canon, not project proof and they’re just fan fic/pic related to Blush Blush.

If you don’t like them or disagree, that’s OK! we can talk about it in the comments or ask box like big girls.

Without further ado, here are my Manimal ideas:

1. Racoon Thief!

I’m staring off with what I already mention on my first and my personal favorite.

I used to read one of the first few books of Arsene Lupin by Maurice Leblanc a few years back and I also watched the old French TV series from the 70′s. I also used to own a film based of him from 2004? and I love it. There is also a 90′s animated series from YTV called Night Hood.

I also noticed that there was a PS2 game with a couple of sequels and a PSVita remake with all the games in one. If you ever played Sly Cooper, this would be a very nice compliment to a legendary Gentlemen Burglar.

I imagine about how the player was on a detective mission, like Cole’s, and he/she stumbles a burglary scene from a bakery store. Player noticed some crumbs leading to an alley and soon find a well dressed racoon... Speaking some French accent, the Gentlemen racoon would explained that since he’s somehow got in a situation that prevents him to go to his ‘job’ he had no choice but to ‘borrow’ until he’s back to normal. With past experiences, you’d tell him that you can help him revert back if he’d promised to pay all of the goodies he has taken from.

I can imagine a Persona 5 references or Lupin the 3rd Easter egg dialogs.

2. Beauty Guru BF!

BEFORE anyone has to say about Jeffree, I’m gonna say HERE that I’ll understand if you don’t like or support him, this is just a reference and ideas.

Now, my second idea for a next Manimal, it would be a beauty guru BF.

Now I would go for someone between Jeffree Star and Kimora Blac. Someone’s that’s very influential, a bit controversial but not that serious and very honest.

So imagine a scenario when the player decided to take a break from streaming and just surfing on Youtube when they came across a makeup review tutorial with a face of an animal. Any animal. Player then clicked it and the animal said:

“Hello everybody and welcome back to my channel! Today, I woke up, got to a mirror... beyoch... The Panda Team, is crazy!!!”

Somehow the player texted on the comments and then sends some pictures that proves you can help him, so he flew from his private jet to meet you!

If this gets canon, let the team know about Jeffree Star and try not to copy him too much like they did with Markiplier.

3. Fashionista Drag Queen BF!

Following from the previous, another LGBT representative would be the man with good fashion taste, RuPaul!

I thought about how the Player would one day be shopping for new clothes and then notice an animal giving out fashion advices. He does admit he’s sadden cause of his physical state, he can’t dress up whatever he’d normally wear.

He’d also would reference from high brands like Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Guicci, random Italian brands, ect... 

Imagine on his semi or full human form, he’d be wearing RuPaul inspired tuxedos or a dress option DLC. 

4. Royalty Prince charming!

I know that on Phone Fling, we have the self proclaimed Arabian Prince Sascha, but think about an EUROPEAN prince!

Imagine Player was doing gardening and then all of a sudden they heard someone complaining.

“Why are they treating me like I am some pet?! I am a PRINCE!”

You notice the ‘Manimal’ and told them your ‘specialty’ after introducing. “So you’d help your prince from this curse? Should we do true love’s first kiss? Fairly well, but you must prove it!”

This could inspire Disney prince references. ;) You take your pick!

5. Native American Boy.

Before I explain, I just want to say that I respect the Natives and they’re are one of the nicest people, I’m just saying as a character perspective.

If you remembered on my first wish list, I asked for more diversities so here’s one of them!

Player was walking in the nature park and decided to take a rest on a table park when they noticed some thrash that some human dumpster fire was too lazy to put it in the thrash so you did. All of a sudden you head someone said thank you. You turned to see the Manimal in question. “It is so nice of you to think conscious about our home environment when you knew you weren’t the one who done it. May the Great Spirits looks on you.”

I kinda lean towards the Eagle or a Bear cause the Wolf is already taken.

I think it would be a nice reminder for a dialog to us about the environment once in a while and also Disney’s Brother Bear.

6. Frank Sinatra the 2nd! Old school but cool!

THIS is probably one of an interesting idea about an ‘old’ soul. It’s kinda like Myx but classier. Swag are for boys, Class are for men.

Remember the Old Looney Tune cartoons? Remember that character Tweety Bird? Yeah, I go with a canary or maybe a yellow-crested cockatoo with this number.

Imagine Player decided to play a mainstream music from their room, when after about a minute in, you hear someone screaming from next door.

“WILL YOU TURN THAT OFF-TUNE BLIP BLOP?! I’M TRYING TO REGAIN MY SINGING SWING!” 

At first you thought it was probably you neighbor, but come to find out, it was a talking bird in a cage. You asked him and he answered. “I just moved in from my relatives and now I’m stuck with feathers instead of a classic bow tie. You said you had experience with this?”

This Manimal would be one of those nerds with bowties and sweaters on shoulder prep boy. He’s more like Frank Sinatra (Pic 1 and 2 with Elvis), Dean Martin or Sammy David Jr. A bit more old fashioned but about the same age as college kids.

Imagine the dialogs would be more like Tweety birds whenever Cole is change in between and had comedy accidents like the cartoons to prevent being his next un-cook chicken nugget!

7. Ancient temple guardian!

If anyone had played Crush Crush, you know about the Suzu bundle in the shop. She’s a white fox spirt that the player had accidentally broke the statue.

Now imagine the same thing, but this time you notice that one of these statues are not the same cause they don’t breathe.

8. Marine surfer/oceanic enthusiast!

Remember when I said there’s no Marine Animals (Yet?) If they do, I hope to see a hot guy who was turned into one while I was just looking at the waves.

Imagine Little Mermaid in a gender swap perspective. He wants to learn about the ocean like Jacque Cousteau and sometimes collects sea shells or old object from the 18th centuries that was from sunken ships.

9. German Soccer coach!

Remember when the German won the soccer tournament from Brazil by 7-1 a few years ago? Now imagine someone from that country that’s the new soccer/football coach for your team.

Player wanted to try a new sport so they go for it, but noticed the coach is a big German Shepperd. He’s Strict, Disciplined and very Passionate.

We need a good doggo for 2021!

10. Eastern Master Chef

I think I saved a nice one for last, but my random card tells me that we need a chef in that game. CC have Bonnibel, we have a Michelin star chef!

I thought about an old school 90′s Iron Chef stars like Chef Hiroyuki Sakai and Chen Kenichi. But this one is from China, where they eat anything with four legs except tables and anything that flies except planes.

Honorary mentions of Gordon Ramsey in the dialogs but he’s too nice and... I want to see someone else besides him.

AND THAT IS IT!!

That’s all I have for Manimal ideas for now. Do you like any of them? Do you have any other ideas? Please tell me of what you think!

[royallyprincesslilly]

Title: If You Want It Come and Get It {Headcanon}**

**NOTE: I’m sorry this took so long anon, this is a first for me. I hope this isn’t horrible, or not what a headcanon is supposed to be or look like at all. Thanks for the idea, I took it a tad bit farther. SMH 🤷🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️ Be gentle with me you guys, I know not what I do. 😂😂

Warnings: Plenty of Words, NSFW

First of all, you didn’t mean to steal his jacket. You guys were hanging out on set and you saw his jacket lying around while he was getting into wardrobe. You tried it on and it looked good on you. So, you kept it on.

Chris automatically noticed you were wearing it when he came back from wardrobe. He noted to himself you did look good in it.

When Chris went to filming, you stayed for a bit but left with it on without realizing it until you’d already left. Ooops. (Honest Mistake, right 😁)

You took a picture that night posted it to Instagram saying “Like my new jacket, thanks, Cap. 😁 ” 

Chris hears about it from a tweet where someone asked how Captain America feels about stealing.

When he sees the picture of you wearing it he finds it funny but doesn’t mind it. He comments on your pic using his secret IG account: “DontMessWitDaddy”: I see you’re feeling yourself in OPP (other people’s property). Cool, as long as you know who looks better in it.”

The pic gets a lot of comments and likes. You respond to him saying “Oh, look who got on IG just for little ol’ me. You know that handle is very misleading because I just messed with daddy and daddy didn’t do 💩😛 .”

Everyone finds it funny. As time goes on you decide to keep it and wear it ALL the time. You wear it on errands(even if it doesn’t go with your outfit), traveling, hanging with your friends, and a few interviews. It’s all done to taunt him because you know he loves the jacket.

When you post to your IG and twitter of yourself in the jacket for your “outfit of the day” posts Chris is always in your comments. The first few times these were the emojis you got 😏 🙄 . After two weeks the emojis change to these 🤨😑 .

At an interview on the Jimmy Fallon Show in NY, you get asked about the pictures of you in this jacket and the story behind it. “Oh, it’s nothing major Jimmy. I have a friend and I’m just borrowing the jacket. I mean, I think it looks better on me than him. So I think I just might keep it.” Jimmy tries to get you to confirm that it’s Chris’ jacket. “Yeah, it’s Chris’, or it was Chris’.” The audience and Jimmy seem to love your answer.

Chris is in LA, about to do his own interview with James Corden’s Late, Late Show. He sees the interview you did and he laughs it up. When he does his interview James brings up the attention around it. “What can I say, James, I was raised with siblings, and I was taught to share so I have no problem sharing with the less fortunate.” The audience eats it up and laughs about it. “Wow. She says she looks better in it though and that she’s keeping it. What do you say about that?” Chris shrugs it off and takes his phone out and shows James a pic of himself in the same jacket. The pic gets put up on the big screen. It’s a picture of him giving the smoldering look as he sits in a chair dressed in designer duds. The audience whistles, claps, and cheers for the low key sexy pic. Chris smugly nods. “Yeah, I think that just settled who looks better in it. Don’t make me come and get it.”

That evening you are finishing up with a photoshoot and are supposed to be getting changed to head back to the hotel but you’re on social media just scrolling and see you’re being tagged in a clip of the video of Chris on the talk show. While watching it, you laugh about it and get a cocky idea. You get your assistant to take a picture of you in it. You sit on the makeup table where the mirror is held with your legs open so it shows the underwear you just wore for the shoot and enough cleavage for it to be teasing but not raunchy. You post it to your accounts with the caption: “What was that? I’ll just take the cake now. 🍰 *Me in my new favorite jacket.* If you want it come and get it. 😏 ”

Within minutes it starts trending and everyone is commenting how hot you look and debating over who actually looks better in the jacket. Some are even hinting that the two of you should just get together already and save them any more of the slow burn. With the number of times it gets commented on and retweeted, Chris sees it and he’s amused.

That night you get in late to your hotel suite and you’re still wearing the jacket. There’s a knock at the door just as you take off your shoes and prepare to take off your skirt. After opening the door, you see it’s Chris leaning on the jamb.

Of course, seeing him makes you smirk and you ask him: “What’re you doing here Evans? Come to see just how much better I look in my jacket than you?”

Chris has a smug look on his face as he nods his head and locks eyes with you. “Nah, you said if I want it come and get it.”

Of course, you’re speechless because his voice is hella deep and his eyes are cloudy and definitely don’t have a platonic fire behind them. All of that coupled with how close he is makes your belly flutter and your own cockiness fade.

Since you still have yet to speak Chris takes the opportunity and does the talking. “Well--I want it and I’ve come to get it. Okay with you?” You are still speechless and unsure exactly how to respond. You’re feeling like your imagining the sexual undertones you’re picking up on and decide silence is better than overzealousness. So you nod your head instead.

Chris backs you into the room and kicks the door shut with his foot. As the slam of the door rings out in the room, his lips meet yours. He doesn’t go slow either, he kisses you like you should be kissed, passionately, teasingly, intensely.

He is pressing you on the wall with your jaws cupped in his massive hands taking control. You have no complaints and let him do his thing. Chris yanks open your button-down blouse sending all the buttons throughout the room to bounce off furniture, and walls.

Chris strips your ruined blouse and his jacket off you then finishes what you began with your skirt. Soon you’re only in your underwear with your back pressed to one of the posts of the four-post bed. Chris is still taking every bit of breath from your lungs with his expert and soul-sucking kiss. You don’t even notice him unbuckling your bra in the process.

When he walks away without warning you’re gripping tightly to the bedpost in order not to fall. He takes up his jacket and comes back to you. “Put it on since you love it so much.”

His commanding tone is doing the most sinful things to you. Without protest, you put on the jacket. Chris’ eyes slowly roam your scantily clad body. He doesn’t speak as he lifts off his sweater and drops it to the floor. You hold the bedpost even tighter. You knew he was hot for years, but this was something completely different.

When he gets to dropping his pants you see his arousal and your jaw drops. This was the first time you’d ever seen this much. Throughout the years there were plenty of rumors on if he was packing or not. You never really thought about it but every once in a while you wondered and even got clues for both sides of the argument.

When Chris pulls off his underwear your eyes bug out and have the answer to the number one burning question ninety-nine percent of the human population had. Chris Evans was packing way more than a garden snake. Chris Evans was packing an extinct form of wildlife that was rare among his specific species.

You stare at it so long he snorts out and brings your attention to him. “Don’t be scared, he doesn’t bite.”

Your knees are three seconds from giving out and that’s how long it takes him to be on you. He pushes you down onto the bed onto your stomach. You soon feel his hardness pressing on your ass and feel his breath on your ear. “Unless it’s taunted. Since you’ve been taunting me for weeks, I’d say be very afraid.”

You are in shock and before you can catch your breath he pulls your panties to the side and thrusts into you to the hilt. The only thing you can say is “Holy Fuck!”

That amuses him enough to chuckle but it doesn’t distract him from building a steady pace that has him slamming every inch of himself into you with enough force to make your entire body jerk and your breasts jiggle.

Chris is definitely not taking it easy on you. Every time his hips pound into you his hand lands on your ass cheek with a forceful slap until the only sounds in your hotel suite were that of your bodies colliding together. He delivers the pounding you never knew you needed and the pounding you never knew he could deliver.

Before long your eyes are rolled back, mouth hanging open, drool dripping from the corner of your mouth and your moans and screams tumbled freely from your mouth not caring if anyone can hear. You shout his name and every time he hears it he delivers one uterus destroying thrust that makes you scream louder.

Soon your room phone is ringing competing with the sounds you’re making and there is pounding at the door from hotel staff. Neither of you stop, or slow down or even try to keep it down.

By the time you come for the third time you try to use your hand to push his thigh back so he’d take it a little easy, you were too sensitive for him to go so deep. Chris ignored your hand and instead grabbed them both and pinned them behind you pulling you up to press your back against his chest.

“Don’t run from daddy’s dick Y/N.” Chris’ voice is deep and gruff as he huffs the words out. Just like that, you become even wetter. This new angle is allowing him to grind against your G-spot and it’s glorious torture. You begin to shake.

Chris grinds his hips a few more times then jackhammers into your core. His grunts turn high pitched and your whines raise a decibel or two. When you feel his release it triggers yours and a storm of convulsions.

Slowly the two of you get quieter, but the phone is still ringing and there is still pounding at the door. Chris lets you fell to the bed and walks to the door. He opens it and sticks his head out. The hotel manager is outside with a sour look on his face, Chris smiles. “Sorry bout the noise, we’re done.”

By the time he comes back to the bed where you have not moved a muscle. You are unable to, you’ve been thoroughly fucked. He is smiling and you can’t even muster to smile back. The two of you pass out without speaking any words.

When you wake up the next day, you’re alone and the jacket is gone. You are stunned by the events of last night but notice you are completely sore but one hundred percent satisfied.

When you check social media you see the pic Chris tweeted: “I think it looks good on both of us, but it’s my jacket. On the other hand, I am willing to share it. So when you want it come and get it. 🛎 ”

You smile becauseit sure as hell sounded like an invitation to you. One you planned on fulling accepting.

[greekgeek21]

The Codependency Competition Ch. 10

Ok, so I just realized that I'm way over 1M readers if I add all of the websites I have this story on together. And I'm in shock. You guys are so great, and I love the support I always get. It's really reassuring to have people say that they like my story because, to be honest, I was really nervous about posting this story. And now that we're on the last chapter, it's a little surreal to have so much recognition. But enough of the sappy stuff. I can do that after the actual chapter. So be ready for the spillage of my heart. Oh and the pic at the top does not mean anything, just in case anyone is hyperventilating right now.  

Also, I just got a new keyboard for my monitor and I'm not quite used to it yet, so if I make a mistake, please don't point it out. I appreciate it. That's also why this chapter took longer than usual to finish BTW.

Oh and if you still reading these, good for you! Not like you wanted to know or anything, but I'm eating a whole lot of Sour Punches right now. It's extremely unhealthy, but do I care in the slightest? No. Not at all.

Stay safe and happy reading!

– your author

P.S. go to FF and answer my poll there. My name is Ocean.breezzq cuz for some reason they don't allow underscores on FF.

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How did he end up in this position? Honestly, Percy could not for the life of him figure out how he got himself into this one.

He is currently standing in front of a full-length mirror, with his mother trying to figure out which tie he should wear. They had narrowed it down to two: a deep blue or a thin black one. He didn't see how it mattered, but apparently it does because his mom had been fussing over it for the past ten minutes. He was about ready to just not wear one. It was already bad enough to have to wear a dress shirt and pants (he had adamantly refused to wear anything but his converse).

But of course he was standing around and taking it because it was what Annabeth wanted, and what Annabeth wants, she usually gets.

"Mom! Just choose already! At this rate, we're gonna miss the dance altogether!" he exclaimed.

Sally sighed, "Oh, Percy. I can guarantee that you're going to be a little bit late. Annabeth still has a lot to do before you kids can leave!

He resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Clearly, his mom did NOT know Annabeth. She's the farthest thing from a girly-girl, only Clarisse could beat her. There's no way that she's fussing about getting ready as much as his mom is. If anything, she's already done and is just sitting in their room watching Youtube. Yeah, that's what she's doing...

That was NOT what she was doing.

In fact, Sally wasn't far off. Annabeth was on a FaceTime call with Piper, Thalia, and Hazel trying to figure out which lipgloss she should wear. She already had her hair and dress done. Her hair was styled in just a simple French braid, and her dress was nothing special. She was sure it cost a lot, but Sally hadn't let her see the price tag.

As soon as her and Percy had agreed to going to the dance, Sally had dragged to the mall to find a dress. She seemed so excited, so Annabeth had just let her shove dress after dress onto her until they found "the perfect match." Whatever that meant.

Anyway, Annabeth had only called her friends because she wanted to get their opinion on how she looked. However, she had ended up getting into an argument about when the appropriate time for makeup was. In her opinion, it wasn't required for school dances. Piper and Thalia thought differently. Hazel didn't want to voice her opinion because she was still getting used to common modern practices.

And that's how she ended up here, fretting over what lipgloss she should use. Sally had let her borrow her makeup bag because Annabeth's consisted of a single tube of mascara and an unused clear lip gloss.

Piper thought that she should use the pink lip gloss that Sally gave her, but Annabeth didn't want to be too flashy, so she wanted the clear one.

"You NEED to use the pink one, Annabeth!" Piper said.

"You already forced me into putting on mascara and blush, so I don't think you have the right to make me use the pink one," Annabeth stated factually.

"Oh my gods, 'Beth! Can't you just use the pink and get it over with? This conversation is exhausting," Thalia sighed.

Annabeth resisted the urge to stomp her foot like a child and responded with, "No! I can't! It's my body, so my decision!"

Piper was almost literally pulling her own hair out, but she told Annabeth in a deadly calm voice to "Put on the dam pink lip gloss before I charmspeak you into doing it."

Figuring it was an endless cycle, Annabeth just sighed and applied the pink lipgloss. When she finished, she stood back from the mirror, and gave herself a once-over. She would never admit it, but the pink kinda looked good.

"Happy?" she asked Piper.

"Extremely," was the deadpan reply.

"Ok, guys. I've gotta go. Talk to you later," Annabeth said, moving to sign-off.

Before she could, Thalia screeched, "Don't forget to tell me what Percy's reaction is! I want details!"

"Yeah, sure, Thals," she said and finally ended the call.

That was exhausting. And she still had a long night ahead of her. Great. Why did she want to do this again?

Back with Percy, his mom had chosen the deep blue tie. She said it brought out his eyes, or something like that. He honestly started tuning out what she was saying after she mentioned hair gel.

They had thirty minutes until the dance started, so he wasn't exactly joyous. In his ADHD brain, he was wondering if there was some way that he could skip the dance without being in trouble. Probably not.

And that's when he saw her.

She looked more than beautiful in her grey and gold dress and silver heels. Percy was pretty sure that his mouth was hanging open, but he physically could not close it. Sure, he'd seen Annabeth a little dressed up before, but never like this. For one thing, she'd never worn heels before.

He was speechless.

"You're drooling, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth stated, walking up to him.

That shocked him out of his reverie, "Huh? Oh! You look amazing, Wise Girl."

Annabeth laughed. It sounded so carefree, but on the inside, she was a nervous wreck. Just as she was about to walk out to meet Percy, butterflies swarmed her stomach. There were so many ways this could go wrong, and she hadn't even thought past seeing Percy yet!

"Thanks, Perce," she said, a little tersely.

Percy picked up on her mood, "Relax, 'Beth. Everything'll be fine. This was your plan, remember?"

"Yeah, you're right. Athena always has a plan. We're going to be fine," thought she sounded like she was trying to convince herself more than anyone else.

They both turned to leave, but was abruptly stopped by a yell of protest from Sally, "Just where do you two think you're going? We still have to do pictures!"

Percy groaned, and Annabeth looked like she was trying to suppress one. Sally is great and loving, and kind, but she could be really embarrassing sometimes (especially when it came to Percy).

"Really, Mom?" Percy asked, turning back around to face his mother.

Sally sighed, 'Teenagers', she thought.

"Yes, really. This is one of the few times you get to act like a normal teenager, and I want to capture the moment ," she responded, "Plus, this'll be useful when you get married!"

Both Percy and Annabeth blushed bright red. Leave it to Sally Jackson to make a perfectly casual dance into a conversation about marriage.

Even so, they stood through the seemingly endless amount of photos. Once they were finished, Percy was practically dragging Annabeth away from his mother. The faster they got out of there, the least likely they would be ambushed for pictures again.

In the car, Paul's Prius, they were discussing their plan for the night.

"Ok, so what's the game plan?" Percy asked Annabeth, keeping his eyes on the road. (safety first kids!)

Annabeth sighed at her boyfriend's immaturity, but answered nonetheless, "We act like everything is normal. Well, our usual normal. We show up together, and stay together. Got it?"

"Yeah, I think so," he answered.

"Good, because I made it foolproof for your sake, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth teased, taking one of Percy's hands in hers.

Percy grinned that dopey grin that always made her heart melt, and then her mind clouded over, as per usual. How can he have this effect on me?, Annabeth wondered as she struggled to come back to herself.

Unbeknownst to her, Percy knew exactly what he was doing. It was all part of his charm, as Leo so tactfully put it once. Slowly, Percy was coming to realize what little action he could do to break through that rough shell that surrounded Annabeth. Not many people could claim to have that ability, so he was grateful he was one of the chosen few. Then again, they had been best friends for almost six years. He had some experience to put it lightly.

Anyway, they were almost at school. Time seemed to slow down as they pulled into Goode High's parking lot. Every step towards the gym–which was where the dance was being held–seemed to last an hour. The anticipation was rising in both of the demigods.

Percy and Annabeth both looked over at each other for comfort at the exact same time, as if their thoughts were one and the same. They didn't even have to speak for them to understand what was going through the other's head. They were both nervous beyond belief.

As they approached the double doors with colorful lights pouring out from under it, Percy squeezed Annabeth's hand, glancing at her and asking, "Ready?"

"As I'll ever be," she muttered, reaching to open the doors.

Annabeth wasn't sure what she was expecting...maybe a movie moment where the music stops and everyone moves to stare at them? Or for everyone to start bombarding them with questions as soon as they stepped through the door? Whatever its as, she was sure it couldn't have been what happened.

Nobody noticed them.

The dance just continued as if nothing had happened. Maybe one person here or there would do a double-take at seeing Percy Jackson with his arm wrapped securely around Annabeth Chase's waist, but nothing more than that.

It was all very disconcerting. Or maybe the proper word would be anticlimactic? Yeah, that sounded better in Annabeth's head...

Oh! There she goes again, letting her control slip from her ADHD brain! Get a grip, Annabeth!, she practically screamed in her head.

She hadn't even realized that Percy was pulling her by the hand somewhere until they had already got there. He had spotted their friends talking to each other at one of the tables. That brought another question to mind: When did that happen?

"Hey, guys!" Percy greeted, high-fiving one of his friends (Annabeth was pretty sure it was the one named Jack), "What's up?"

All of their friends gave Percy incredulous looks. Percy was just trying to act normal, like Annabeth said, but apparently they hadn't gotten the memo.

"What's up? What's up?! You too are dating, and you're just acting like it's no big deal!" Nora exclaimed.

Oh, that's right. Most of Annabeth's friends hadn't been briefed completely. They must still be stuck in the shock of the reveal. Annabeth wasn't sure why they were making such a big out of it. It wasn't like they had announced they were getting married, or anything. They were just dating. What's so surprising about that?

And Annabeth asked exactly that, in her best accusatory tone.

Nora looked a little shocked before stuttering out a response, "Well-I mean-um...he's him and you're you!"

Not the best answer, Nora, Percy thought before grabbing Annabeth before she decided to gut her friend. He made it look like he had just casually given her a hug, but if you looked closely you could see how Annabeth's nails were digging into his wrists.

"Easy there, 'Beth. She didn't know what she was saying," Percy whispered in his murderous girlfriend's ear.

With one deep breath, Annabeth relaxed her rigid posture, finally letting it go.

"I apologize for keeping something as big as a relationship from you. I hope you can forgive me," she forced out in a robotic voice, clearly rehearsed beforehand.

Percy smirked, but didn't comment on it. He just went over to talk to his friends while Annabeth caught her group up on everything.

The rest of the dance went pretty smoothly. There was SOME dancing, but not much. Annabeth and Percy may have improved on their dancing skills slightly since Westover Hall, but it was still a little awkward. Even after almost 2 years of dating...

Just as they were about to retire for the night, the casual mood changed. Well, more like the entire gym's atmosphere darkened.

Kelsey Evans was blocking Percy and Annabeth's path.

Annabeth outwardly groaned when Kelsey started to advance toward them. Just as things were seeming like they would work out fine, the devil incarnate had to show up.

"Hey, Percy!" Kelsey chirped with her too-high voice.

"Hi, Kelsey. We were just on our way out, so can you move please? Or is there something you wanted to say first?" Percy asked, strangely diplomatic.

"Well, you see. I've been hearing about some CRAZY rumor going around that says that YOU are dating HER," she answered, saying 'her' with an expression of disgust.

Annabeth internally seethed. She was having to dig her nails into her palms just to keep herself at bay. She was so close to snapping, it's a wonder Kelsey was still breathing.

"It isn't a rumor. We are dating, and have been for almost two years. Can you move out of our way now?" Annabeth said, forcing herself to not call Kelsey some nasty words in Greek.

Kelsey faced Annabeth, her flirty look changing into a pitiful glare, "No. You don't deserve him! He belongs to me!"

Even Percy was having a hard time not punching the girl, and he's been taught not to hurt women that can't defend themselves. Well, that last part was added after he had first sparred with Annabeth.

"First of all, back off. Second of all, Percy isn't an object, he's a person. More specifically, he's my person, so you can go away now before I do something I can guarantee I won't regret," Annabeth walked up close to Kelsey, voice deadly calm.

Of course Annabeth was aware of the crowd around them forming, but that wasn't going to stop her. After 'that place' nothing could scare her up here, especially not a weak mortal girl.

Before Kelsey could respond, Annabeth shoved her out of the way and tugged Percy through the door.

Nobody spoke for a long time, but eventually Percy got up the courage to say something, "That was BA."

Annabeth smirked but didn't say anything. She was still coming down from her adrenaline/anger high, and she was afraid that what came out of her mouth would start a fight, even if it was with Percy.

Then Percy couldn't think of anything else to say, so he just shut up. At least, he did until they were changing out of their formal clothes into their pajamas. Annabeth was in their room, and Percy was in the bathroom.

"Are you done?" he asked.

"Yeah, come in," Annabeth responded.

Percy then walked in, threw his clothes somewhere near his overflowing hamper, and plopped down on the bed next to Annabeth. She was sitting up in bed reading some architecture book that he could never understand.

"Hi," he said, turning onto his side and looking up at her.

"Hello, Seaweed Brain," she said, not even glancing up from the words.

Percy sighed, So it's gonna be one of THOSE conversations, huh?

"You know I love you, right?" he asked, smirking his troublemaker smirk.

This tactic usually works the best when he's stuck in these situations.

A small smile played on Annabeth's lips, but she still refused to look up. However, she did respond with, "Yes, and I love you, too."

Percy pouted, stumped. What is so exciting about architecture? The only thing he likes about it is the way Annabeth's eyes light up as she rants about some random building he's never heard of before. That's the only reason he puts up with it. Or it's the only reason he'll admit to, anyway.

Just then, an idea popped into his head. And when ideas pop into Percy's head, everyone within a five-mile radius better clear out cuz' they can be destructive. However, this one was not that bad.

He gave Annabeth a light peck on her cheek, then slowly moved down to her jaw, then her earlobe, and then her neck. He could tell that it was starting to get to her because she hadn't turned the page for a while.

"Percy...," she warned.

He just smiled against her neck. Annabeth rolled her eyes, but relented. She set her book on the bedside table, and turned over to face Percy, giving him a deep, passionate kiss.

She pulled away for a second, "You're such a Seaweed Brain, you know that?"

She only saw a glimpse of his dopey smile before she went back to kissing the love of her life, stress nonexistent in her mind.

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Omg omg omg! It's over! I don't even know what to say! I just want to thank all of you guys, my wonderfully supportive readings, especially the ones who've been here since the beginning. You guys are amazing. I don't even know if I would've been able to make this story without the encouragement from you. So thanks.

Now, I think that's all the sappy stuff. I'm looking for a good beta, so if you are or know one who might be interested, please let me know. I'm also going to shamelessly promote my original series. Go check out "Secret Powers" and "Frozen Secrets"! They are the first two books in my three story series.

If you want to know this is Annabeth's dress and shoes from the dance:

Now for the good stuff. Somebody mentioned that they would be interested in a Percabeth proposal, so I'm going to give it to you. Here's a little BONUS SCENE set in their future, but I'm not giving it a specific date, so use your imaginations and decide for yourself. Hope you like it!

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Percy and Annabeth were visiting Camp Half-blood, and they were enjoying a nighttime walk along the beach. Annabeth was remembering all of the wonderful memories she had at this beach. Her underwater kiss with Percy, birthdays, all of her dates with Percy. Nothing but happiness came with being at the beach when you love a son of Poseidon.

Percy was in a completely different headspace. His mind was full of nervousness and worry. He was so distracted that he didn't even realize when Annabeth stopped and turned to look out at the water. When he bumped into her, she just gave him a weird look and went back to her previous position.

His hand was distractedly fidgeting with the small, velvet box in his pocket. It felt like it weighed more than the sky, and he should know! What if she says no? What if I mess up? What if the ring doesn't fit? Oh, gods, she's going to say no!

Those were the thoughts swirling around in his brain, making it a whirlpool of stress. He knows that Annabeth loves him, and that he loves her, but she could still say no!

"Seaweed Brain? Earth to Seaweed Brain! Percy?" Annabeth's concerned expression brought him back to reality.

"Huh? Oh, fine. Just-I'm fine!" he said quickly.

She gave him an unimpressed look, but didn't push it. Truthfully, Annabeth had noticed his odd behavior recently, but she still hadn't figured out what was bothering him. But, she knew that he would tell her eventually, so she was REALLY trying not to figure it out beforehand. The last time he'd been this nervous, he was asking her to move in with her!

Ten minutes passed before Percy worked up the courage to do it. His reasoning was that he just had to get it over with. Annabeth's told him she loves him so many times, why would she say no? There was nothing to worry about! Nothing!

"Hey, Wise Girl?" he asked, turning to face her fully.

"Hmm?" she hummed.

He was about to just ask the question, but his stupid Seaweed Brain got there first, "Wanna go for a swim?"

Annabeth furrowed her eyebrows, "Umm...it's 7:30 PM and I'm not wearing a bathing suit. What about this scenario makes you think that we should go swimming?"

Percy decided that he might as well work with what he's got so he went with the first backup plan that came to mind: the best underwater kiss of all time. Ok, not the ACTUAL one, but he could make another air bubble. It's not like he hadn't done it before.

"I'll keep it warm and dry, I promise. Come on! It'll be fun!" he started pulling her towards the water, himself already ankle-deep.

Annabeth started to protest, but he had already gotten her in enough for him to be able to pull her in with his powers. And just as promised, she was still completely dry. She could feel the water on her skin, but it wasn't wet. She had long-since gotten used to the feeling, after so many years of dating Percy, but it still shocked her for the first couple of seconds.

"Fine," she said, and Percy pulled them both all the way under, quickly forming a bubble of air around them.

"I love you," slipped out of his mouth.

It wasn't like it was a big deal, but the way he said it, with so much love, froze Annabeth. What is he planning?, she thought.

An idea began to form in her head, but she pushed it away instantly. Better not to get her hopes up. That way there's no chance of disappointment.

"I love you, too, Seaweed Brain," she said, trying to slip back into her casual tone of voice.

They sat in a silence for about a minute, just watching the scenery around them, before Percy finally ACTUALLY worked up the courage to do it.

"I've been thinking..." he started.

"Uh-oh," Annabeth teased with a smile.

"About us. And our future," Percy said.

Annabeth instantly sobered. He sounded serious, and a serious Percy was a SERIOUS Percy. There was no in-between.

"Yeah?"

Percy took a deep breath, "Yeah. And I know we're a little young, but we've been together for so long, and I just think that it's time. And you've always wanted something permanent, and I want to be that for you. I want us to be that for you. So, Annabeth Chase...will you make me the happiest demigod in the world and marry me?"

It might not seem like much, but to Annabeth, it meant the world. This was exactly what she had been dreaming of for her entire life. She was so full of emotions that she could barely speak, but she was able to get one word out...

"Yes."

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Ok, that's it! I'm officially done with this fanfic! I feel like I could've gone on in the bonus scene, but I think that you guys should get to come up with your own version of their happily-ever-after. Anyway, there's a poll on FF and you should go do. It's about my next story.

And you guys know I need to give special recognition to my amazing beta reader! JJ, you took me on when I refused to edit my own work, and you made everything WAY better! You should ALL go check out nightskywithrainbows on Ao3. They write, beta, AND are a student! So kudos to you, JJ! You're the best!

I hope you enjoyed this! Stay safe and happy reading!

- your author

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Home for the Holidays: Ilya Fedorovich

Sorry for errors bubbies!! My first vlogsquad imagine so be nice lmao enjoy 

"Alright, guys, usually when I pause mid video I have a surprise. So, you've seen me surprise my friends with cars, animals, celebrities, and money. And today I'm surprising Ilya with a girl. Not just any girl, this is Y/N." David turned his camera on my and I smiled as I waved. "Tell them who you are!" I giggled before David laughed too and we moved to the couch.

"Uh, I'm Y/N. I live in Vernon Hills, and I'm Ilya's girlfriend." I said before David laughed at my awkwardness. I rolled my eyes before he spoke, "Y/N was supposed to fly out with Ilya for Christmas and stay into the new year, but she had to work- that is until her boss gave her time off. I paid for her to fly out and now we're going to surprise Ilya!" I nodded as Natalie slid into frame.

"As a distraction, Natalie is going to take Ilya with her to go get some things for a bit I need to film. While they're gone, Y/N and I are going to change my house around and finally, she'll come out of my room." Natalie nodded as I smiled and looked to David, "He'll have to dress nice so make sure to hide all his gym shorts and tee shirts." Natalie and David both laughed.

I sat on Natalie's bed as I listened to her and David try to persuade Ilya to go out with Natalie. "Bro, just go. It's a dangerous part of town and Natalie is nervous about going alone." David tried to rationalize. I could hear Ilya's heavy footsteps as he walked around David's living room. "Just a quick trip! In and out!" Natalie said, and David giggled. "You sound like you're going to rob a bank." I rolled my eyes and strained to listen.

I could hear Ilya sigh before he spoke finally, "I would be a bad friend if I made Nat go alone. But I'm driving the Tesla!" He said with a laugh before I heard David suck in through his teeth. "Actually I'm gonna stay here. I'm pulling a prank on Jonah later, which is what you're getting props for, and I need to set up. Ilya, I need you to buy a suit and wear it home for the bit."

I looked up as David opened the door, "Show time, Y/N." I stood and walked out with him before we started cleaning up the house. Joe was playing music off the tv as he, David, Todd, Zane, and I started cleaning. I helped move the table closer to the windows to give perfect sunlight lighting as David hired a caterer. Zane and Todd were pouring wine and setting the table with plates, spoons, forks, and knives. I sat beside Joe once I had finished my part before I helped him make a slideshow of Ilya and I.

"This is so cute." Todd said as he watched over the edge of the couch. "What's with the slideshow?" Zane asked as he joined Todd. I turned and smiled, "For Christmas, when we weren't with our families or David's, the only gift I really gave him was sex." They laughed before Todd clapped his hand on my shoulder, "That sounds like the perfect gift." I snorted as David recorded the moment. Joe drew my attention back to him when he started adding music behind the video. It was The Last Of The Real Ones, which made David happy. I nodded to Joe as he finished up the slideshow.

I was ushered by Carly and Erin, Corinna, and Suzy into Natalie's bedroom. I was placed in a chair as Suzy started my makeup. Corinna was putting my hair in a more styled manor than the lazy braid I had it in all day. As they worked on my appearance, Carly and Erin chose a nice outfit from my suitcase. All the while, I was texting back and forth with Natalie with updates.

She said Ilya had started off their journey by pouting and complaining about how much he missed me. He and I had traded texts back and forth throughout the day, and I was hoping that he couldn't sense my anxieties about this surprise. He had asked if I was doing okay, and I said yes, but in all honesty, I was afraid. Afraid he wouldn't be surprised at all.

As Suzy was blending the eye shadow against my lid, my phone began to vibrate. I lifted it to see Ilya wanted to Face Time. "Accept it or he'll be suspicious." Corinna whispered before she slid her finger across my screen and she moved out of the camera shot. All the girls moved away and were quiet as he connected. "Let me see your beautiful face, baby." He whined and I laughed softly.

"Hello to you too, my love. You doin' okay?" I asked, keeping my camera on the bed, leaving the screen black. "I'm just running around with Nat. Jonah is gonna get pranked later, so expect some snaps of that." I smiled, "Noted. So I take it you're either bored waiting on Nat to finish up in a store, or you just miss me dearly." I said as I bit my lip.

All the girls listened as he laughed, "Both, definitely both. You sure you can't get your dumbass boss to change his mind and let you go? I'll pay for your ticket." Erin smiled and awed silently as I blushed. "Nah he won't budge, but it's okay babe. I'll see you soon enough. Bed's awful lonely without you taking up all the room." He snorted and rubbed his eyes before he yawned. I pouted as I watched him before he let out a loud groan.

"Show me your cute face, baby. Maybe send me some pics so I have something to hold me over until I land in Chicago." I laughed this time, "No can do, big guy. I got a facemask on and I know your bitchass will screenshot that. Enjoy your time in the sunshine state. I love you, Ilya." He sighed and made a kissing face at the camera, "Love you too princess, don't get too lonely without me." He winked before he hung up and all the girls let out breaths.

"That's seriously so cute, Y/N." Carly said as she held up a silky red dress. "The dress and yours and Ilya's relationship." I laughed before I stood and went to change. Corinna let me borrow some black swede heels that had gold chrome straps. I turned and started to change as all the girls cleaned up Natalie's room. "We'll leave so you can finish up changing. Come out and show everyone when you're done." Suzy said as she and the other girls left.

Once I was alone, I stripped myself of my bra before I slid on the silk dress. I kept my thong on underneath, knowing subconsciously that it would no longer be there later tonight. After putting on the shoes, I twirled in front of the mirror and smiled. I cracked the door open, "I'm coming out so cover your eyes!" It was quiet for a few minutes before David yelled at me to come out.

The sound of the heels echoed off the walls before I stopped. "Holy shit!" David said as he recorded me doing a spin. Everyone started applauding before David's phone buzzed. "Natalie says they're pulling up in five minutes! Get back in the room." I nodded to David before I went back into Natalie's room.

Everyone stayed around because they would be pranking Ilya with Jonah first. I listened as he came in with Natalie. I heard her coming down the hall before she slipped in and smiled. "You look killer, Y/N. Go knock 'em dead." I smiled widely and hugged her before we could hear laughter. "What the fuck!" Ilya yelled and then it quieted down. Natalie left her room, leaving her door opened a bit so I could just come out.

"Okay, Ilya, I need you to put on this satin bed mask. Sit here, right, and Jonah is going to come down the hall. He needs to put on heels so he's gonna borrow some of Natalie's and come out." I heard Ilya agree and I sighed as I smoothed my hands down the dress. Jonah came in and smiled before he kissed my cheek lightly, "You look stunning." We both waited together until David yelled for Jonah, which was my que.

For the second time, my footsteps echoed as I moved my way across David's living room. "I'll tell you when to take it off, Ilya." David said as he got close to us. I sat in the stool before I positioned myself, grabbing the glass of wine. As I took a sip, I winked to David and he nodded. "Off." Everyone got super quiet as he pulled the mask off and froze.

His eyes widened and he smiled, "Holy shit!" I swallowed my sip of wine before I laughed. He stood and walked to my seat before he hugged me tightly. The group awed as he kissed my cheek repeatedly. "Missed you so much, munchie." I felt my cheeks heat up as I pulled him back a bit, "I missed you too, my love." He smiled before I connected our lips.  Everyone cheered around us before he lifted me off the stool and brought me into his arms. I felt him breathe in deeply against my skin before he left a light kiss there. I smiled and scratched at the hairs that curled against his neck and shirt, "Missed you sweet boy."

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📷 Photo Evidence 🍋

Jay Park x Female!Reader x G Dragon

Summary: You and your friend are invited to a pool party for Jay Park’s not yet released song and it’s not only the water that gets you wet.

You had put on your favorite bathingsuit today for the pool party concert you were invited to through some connections. They would be using it for filming but wanted it to be a genuine party. One of your best friends was a makeup artist, so she wanted to do your makeup for it.

“I have products that could withstand armageddon.” She said.

“I’m going swimming. I don’t need makeup to swim.”

Then she corrected you, “You’ll be swimming on camera, though. I won’t do anything crazy. At least let me give you a red lip or something. Please? It’s an AOMG party. You have to let me do your makeup. Glitter. C’mon, (Y/N). I’ve never bothered you this much about makeup before.”

“Prom?”

“It was prom, and it was just foundation, eyeliner, and gloss!”

You rolled your eyes, but she got on her knees and hugged your legs. There was no way you could reject her. She was a makeup artist. You’d look fine no matter what she did.

With a sigh, you said, “Ok, only a red lip and some liner. I don’t wanna do any foundation or anything too extreme.”

“BB Cream at least? Smooth the pores?”

“Tilly!”

She put her hands up, “Ok, lip and liner. Nothing more. I’m doing eye primer though to make sure it lasts.”

“Fair enough.”

After Matilda aka Tilly finished, you were glad she didn’t do more than she said. The lips were more pink than red, but at least it matched your bathing suit. It wasn’t too extreme considering how she usually styled you for celebrity events. You weren’t even a celeb. Not an idol. Not a model. Just you.

You threw on some denim shorts, a crop top, and some sandals you wouldn’t mind being affected by the pool chlorine. After borrowing a pair of Tilly’s glasses and making sure you had everything you needed in your tote bag, you and her left your apartment and hopped into a taxi. The drive wasn’t too long, and all expenses would be paid once you showed the valet your invite. You and Tilly listened to all of the songs that had come out by AOMG artists.

To be completely honest, rap and hip-hop weren’t your favorite genres, but you loved the artists more than their art. However, 90% of Jay Park’s stuff was a bop. Tatted head to toe. You wondered if there were any that you didn’t know about and where they were.

Tilly tapped your arm, “You good, sis?”

“Uh, yeah. Just thinking.”

“You think too much.” She scoffed. “What was it this time?”

Jay Park’s possible dick tat…“Nothing.” You replied. “Just a bit nervous, ya’know? What if something happens?”

She laughed, “Like what? Jay-oppa notices you and you get into the VIP area?”

“Oh my god! Even if I did, we would only be using our lips.”

“To suck dick!”

“To talk! To ask why I’m there in the first place.”

Tilly laughed, “You don’t have to be innocent with me, (Y/N). I’ve seen your computer.”

Your cheeks began to burn, “You what?”

“I was joking, but now I’m curious.”

“Don’t be.” You shoved her arm.

The pair of you began to wonder if you should’ve gone to a cafe first even though you had eaten at home. Not too much because you wanted it to all be down before getting in the pool and drinking some booze. Once at the party, you got the driver paid and he asked if you guys needed to be picked up afterwards. Tilly said she’d let him know and he drove off.

The shorter valet asked if you girls wanted to be entered in a raffle to get backstage passes. You both said yes cuz why not? Phone number and name. They’d text you if you won. Then off to the pool deck. Lots of people had shown up already and sat around the edge looking cute. Why the hell were there heels beside some sunbathers? Ugh. Like, it’s fine to be fashionable and whatnot or like to feel tall, but it’s a pool High heels weren’t the smartest idea for footwear.

Then again, Tilly was wearing peep toes behind you. You two parked your things besides two pool chairs that were next to each other and then walked around to check things out after discarding your tops to reveal the bathing suits underneath. You had talked her into wearing matching gold body chains the day before but now wondered if it made you stand out too much.

You looked out from behind your reflective monsters that a fan gave Tilly from Gentle Monster, but she had just bought the same pair in a different color. The fan sent one was her fave color, so she gave the ones she bought herself to you. So many young fans, no one over 35 in sight, or at least they had gotten enough work done that they didn’t seem their age.

“So, we gots a bar, an off limits lounge, food, and lots and lots of pool toys.” Tilly announced. “What do you wanna do first, (Y/N)?”

“Food.” You answered as if it was the obvious answer. Cuz it was.

Where the food was located, it was all Valentine’s Day themed. The video would be coming out that day as well. In a week. You were excited to see it mostly because of Jay Park and whoever his special guest was. Most of the internet said it was Mino from Winner or one of the rookie rappers that came out this year.

If it was being teased this much, it probably was someone more famous than a rookie. At least, that was your plan of thinking. You piled your plate up with fruits and all sorts of chocolates. There was a fountain, so you stuck a skewer through some mini soft pretzels and let the milk chocolate drizzle all over them.

“Someone’s got a sweet tooth.”

A voice made you jump as you pulled the skewer back. You set it on your plate and looked back to see Jay Park smiling at you. Where the fuck was Tilly?

“Yeah,” You said. “It’s a 24/7 thing. Never a thing as too many sweets.”

He laughed, “You got that right. Wanna do me a favor?”

“Depends what it is.”

Jay smiled, “I like a clever girl. Anyways, here.” He handed you a pink camera. “Take a few good shots for me? Just stick ‘em on any board you come across.”

You shrugged, “Sure, sounds like fun.” You grabbed the camera. “Can’t wait to see you perform later.”

“Well, I just hope you like it.”

“I probably will.” To say you couldn’t breathe would be an understatement.

The Jay Park was smiling and chilling right there in front of you. Someone called his name and he had to go prep or something. You exhaled and wanted to scream, but you were able to snap a pic of him walking away with one hand. He turned around, and you just smiled.

“You told me to get good shots.” How the f were you being so smooth?

He pointed at you and then continued on his way. Internal screaming intensified. You looked around and  noticed the other eyes watching. Tilly. You walked back to your seats and set your plate on the small table near it.

“Gorl,” She said.

“I know!”

Her eyes were wide with shock, “What the frick? He gave you a camera?”

“He wants me to get some good shots of the party. I don’t know what they’ll be used for, but I can’t believe he asked me directly.”

“What did you say to him?” She patted her knees in excitement.

So you told her about how you might have flirted on accident and she told you to secure the Jay shaped bag. As if you could! You decided it was just an artist to fan thing and did as told after eating your fill of chocolate covered salty bread. Most of them were taken of just the scenery and of Tilly. Some of them were taken together in cute poses.

After they were spat out all aesthetic and stuff, you went through and chose your favorites to put on the board. They were sectioned off into colors. Blue, mint, pink, white, red, and orange. You guessed it was just to make sure that’s how they made sure which pics came from where or whatever.

Then as the sun went down, an official looking person asked for the camera back. It was hard to take pics in the dark. Made sense. You danced to the music on one of the floating stages with Tilly’s hand on your hip. Some tipsy dude bro decided to dance behind her. She raised her brow, and you put your tongue in your cheek. Not her type.

The two of you jumped in the water and swam off to the next stage over.

You were now closest to the stage when the lights suddenly changed.

“Yo, waddup, waddup?” Jay showed up with a mic pressed to his lips.

Everyone cheered.

“How we feelin, tonight?”

Louder cheering.

He smiled, “That’s what I like to hear! Now I know y’all out here to hear my new song tonight, but we gonna sing some of your faves first.”

He launched into “Ain’t No Party Like an AOMG Party” and went straight into “Soju” the remix and all the other peeps he collabed with showed up to. Then your fave Jay Park song came on, and you screamed so loud that Tilly was shook. Then she laughed at you. This was your song! Your body moved to it as your mouth moved the words like it was a prayer you knew from birth. Then again, if this was prayer, you’d become a nun or a monk.

Some girls in hot pink bikinis and guys in their own bathing suits began to get into place and dance as a familiar song came one. It was the tattoo you had gotten on your hip. “Mommae” You and Tilly began to twerk to the song like every other girl at the party, even some guys to be real with you fam.

“Get it, Gold Chain!” You heard from the main stage.

Turning your head, you saw him pointing directly at you. At this point, you were loosened up enough not to care about everyone staring at you shaking your ass. So you turned around and twerked in a circle getting more cheers.

“Yeah, girl!” he laughed and copied you.

You laughed as well and onto Tilly’s shoulder. Once a new song came on, you didn’t know this one, like at all. It was a bop and a half. You danced with your bestie as he rapped and then another familiar voice was heard.

Then screams so loud that they’d break the sound barrier. G Dragon’s first public appearance since being discharged. He got a lot of the weight off, but that was the life of an idol. There was like half a love handle left and you loved it for sure. They sounded damn good together. Everyone cheered when it was over and didn’t mind the cameras and drones.

“Thank you!” G Dragon said and bowed.

Jay jumped on his back and screamed. They were such dorks. Then the two men went backstage and told everyone to have fun. You and Tilly went back to your seats to dry off and get some more drinks and food. It was greasy and carbfilled, so you hadn’t gotten too drunk yet. Maybe a little bit past tipsy.

You still had your own head and chilled on the side for a bit as other AOMG hits played. Tilly began gushing about how Jay had noticed you again. She loved coming to parties with you because of how different you seemed. Of course it was just cuz you loved a party whether there was booze or not. As long as there was music and room to dance, you were gonna have a good time.

Then you checked your phone and replied to some messages, took a selfie or six. Some Snapchat video. Insta too. Then you got a text from an unsaved number.

> Hey there, (Y/N). You win the backstage pass! Meet me by the Tiki Bar ASAP.

OMG are you serious?<

>Absolutely! Do you accept or should we choose another winner?

I’m on my way! <

“Tilly, I won the backstage pass!” You said as you pulled your shorts on. “Watch my stuff and don’t go home with any strangers unless you send me a pic of their face first.”

“I ain’t going home with anyone. Here.” She said as she handed you the lipstick she had used on you.

Just because you didn’t know what would happen and a part of you hoped your fantasies had part in it, you refreshed it and then stuck it in your pocket. You thanked her and then started walking to the meeting location.

Tilly then called after you. “Get sum dick, gurl!”

You shook your head with a smile and went to the Tiki Bar with your phone in your back pocket and praying no one knocked you into the water. Luckily, you made it to the bar as dry as possible. The woman checked your phone to make sure you were actually the winner. You also had to take a breathalyzer test.

“Good enough.” She said.

What did that mean? Then you were taken into the VIP area. Black lights and neon lights led you up the stairs.

There were three doors at the top of the stairs. One with a cloud, a pink heart, and a t-shirt. You were told to ender the cloud room, so you did.

You approached the bed and saw your pink camera there on pink fur. Well, it wasn’t yours, but it was the one that had been given to you earlier by--

“So, you won.”

“Holy fu--Jay!” You were thinking of punching him. “Stop sneaking up on me, holy crap!”

He laughed, “Sorry. But I’m glad it was you.”

You smiled and felt your cheeks blushing, “Thanks. Um, so what do we do? This seems more VIP than Backstage.”

The platinum blonde GD walked up to you two, “Depends. What do you wanna do? I mean, I have some ideas, but I wanna know if you’re up for it.”

“Tell what you have in mind and I’ll let you know.” You replied.

“You were right about her.” He smirked at Jay and picked up a camera. “First, some memorial pics.”

So the boys got some pictures of you and them being all cute in the neon scene. One of their managers took the photos when both of them wanted to be next to you. You were sitting on their laps when GD kissed your neck, and you made a noise. It was maybe a moan. More like a gasp. Jay just smirked and told the manager they’d take the rest of the pics. She set the camera down on a surface and left.

“What was...that?” You looked at him.

“My original idea.” He smirked at you.

Jay squeezed your hand, “Do you want to?”

You nodded, “Yeah, but I get to say no at any time.”

He smiled and then you looked over at G Dragon to see him grinning as well and then licking his lips as he surveyed your body.

“Of course.” Said Jay Park.

“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” G Dragon agreed and began kissing your neck once more.

You giggled and the other began to wrap his arms around your waist and pull you closer to his chest. Your eyes fluttered shut as he kissed your lips as if it were the last drop of water on Earth. Ring covered hands began to feel up your body through the bathing suit. Even though you felt G Dragon move from the bed, you were too preoccupied to give it any more thought. Jay’s hands rubbed up your thighs to the waist of your jean shorts.

He unbuttoned them with his lips still locked on yours and slid his hand down. You moaned into his kiss when you heard the click of a camera. Looking at the source, G Dragon had the pink camera in his hands once more...and his tank top was tucked into his pocket.

“What a beautiful shot.” He said as he grabbed the photo and fanned it to help it dry. “Very nice. You wanna see?”

You nodded and he showed you the sensual picture. Jay asked if he could keep it, and you said yes. He smiled and turned you around to straddle him as your lips met once more. Another click, but you ignored it this time as you got brave and took off Jay’s shirt to place pink kisses all over his neck and chest. This was all going to your head, but you’d let it just for tonight.

His hands grabbed at your breasts, and you could feel him smile as you returned to his lips. You tipped him over until his back was flat on the bed. He rolled over so that he was on top of you now. Another click, this time from Jay Park himself. You were already breathing hard and things had barely even started.

“God damn, Beautiful!”

He got off of you as G Dragon began to slide your shorts off. Click. Click. And tossed them to the side. You only saw wet blonde hair as his mouth tugged on the area of gold chain which rested on your bathing suit covered stomach. A moan escaped when you felt his fingers slide into your wet pussy.

Click.

“Oh fuck!”

“Who, me?” GD asked with a cocky grin.

He trailed his tongue all the way up the chain until it reached your neck. You’d be wearing turtlenecks until summer with all the attention he gave the space above your shoulders. Although you wanted to give a cocky response, his tongue was too good to even think about speaking. And the way he was grinding on you told you he wanted to use so much more to please you.

Your hands began to undo his belt and you gave breathy moans from underneath him.

“Take ‘em off.” You said and looked over at Jay. “You too.”

“Yes, ma’am.” GD said. “Eager, aren’t we?”

You bit your lip as their members sprang free. They had been ready for a while, it seemed, probably since pictures. You couldn’t help but lick your lips. Click. It wasn’t until now that you realized that the kiss marks you had left on him were glowing under the blacklights. GD’s lips had a slight glow to them as well.

A naughty part from inside you wondered what else you could get to glow as you beckoned Jay towards you. God, you just wanted his cock inside you. Wanted to taste it. So you did. You licked around the tip and grinned to yourself when you saw that there was a tattoo on his cock. It said “Handle with care”

You laughed, “Oh look, it comes with directions. Hopefully it’s not the only way it comes.”

Before he could reply, you loosened your jaw to take him in. Not spectacularly long but thick as hell. He cursed as you took him in. Click. He really wasn’t one to miss out on a photo opportunity.

“Look at me, Beautiful.” He said and took a photo when you did.

GD grabbed the straps of your bathingsuit, “Don’t want this getting dirty, so let’s get it off of you, huh?”

You let him strip you of the rest of you ‘clothing’ and noticed Jay shifting his attention to the man behind you. Click, and G Dragon chuckled. You couldn’t really look back, so you just trusted him to show you the picture once it came out of the camera, which he did. It was a photo of G Dragon opening a condom wrapper with his teeth.

Then click from behind you, “You’re so wet, Beautiful. You ready?” the blonde asked.

You nodded and he slid into your vag with much ease, letting out a lovely moan as he did. The trusts on both sides became more animalistic. Jay used both hands to keep your head still as he fucked your eager mouth. Your favorite part was that they weren’t afraid to let out their groans of pleasure and praise you every chance they got.

“Oh, god, (Y/N). You’re so. Ah! Good, (Y/N)!” the AOMG member crooned while the BigBang member left hot breath and steaming kisses down the spine of your back.

“Oh, your pussy clamps down on me when we say your name. You like us calling out your name, (Y/N)?”

You could only moan in reply. It did make your pussy tingle to hear two of the most handsome men on the planet say your name as if it were the name of a goddess. As Jay got more erratic with his thrusts, you could tell that he was close. The strings of curses got longer.

GD chuckled, “Close, old friend?”

“Yeah. Yeah. So, unf, close. (Y/N)~” He had his head thrown back, and you couldn’t help but whine at the way he moaned your name. “Close your eyes, Beautiful.”

You did as told and kept your mouth open as he rubbed himself in front of you, moaning and panting until you felt wet ropes of heat on your face. He was pleased with himself. Click. A souvenir of his work. It was soon after that G Dragon did the same, releasing into the condom and taking a moment before sliding out.

He tied it off and then the two boys switched. Jiyong kissed your cum covered lips and flipped you on your stomach, 69-ing you while Jay got himself ready again. Your legs began to shake as you came. GD kept them open as you moaned all over his cock and your eyes were shut tight as he kept lapping up your juices as you orgasmed.

When he took his cock out of your mouth, you were breathing so hard. You couldn’t recall the last time you came like that.

“Fuck.” You laughed.

“Speaking of which. We’re not done yet, (Y/N).”

You couldn’t help but smile at the wild sparkle in Jay’s eyes. You spread your legs wide enough and let himself get situated. He pulled you up into his lap so that he could kiss you while GD kissed your shoulders. Part of you told you not to be so loud, but it was being drowned out by your moans. The smells of sex and three orgasms filled your nose.

Tilly was right. The passing thought came to you. Your tongues tangled with the rapper in front of you as you gripped his shoulders tightly. The next orgasm was collecting rapidly in the pit of your stomach.

“Relax, beautiful.” Jay said. “We’ve got you.” He looked into your eyes.

You nodded, “Ok, Jay.”

That boy was tiny but knew how to work his mf’n hips! You screamed his name and GD’s as he played with your exposed breasts and nipples. You were gonna cum again, and Jay chuckled in your ear.

“Let’s do it together, yea?”

“Yeah.” You replied breathlessly.

It wasn’t even five minute later as you rested your head in the nape of neck and felt the wave of pleasure crash. Jay Park pushed your back on the bed and then slid out of you to let himself cum onto your heaving stomach and chest while GD came on your face. They laid next to you and told you to smile for the camera.

Click.

You didn’t know how long you had been gone until you saw Tilly backing dat azz up on a cute stranger. The three of you had had one more round in the shower as you got cleaned up. Your bestie quickly came towards you, drink in hand and obviously knowing what happened.

“I want details.” She smiled.

“You were right, but it was both of them.”

“Both of who?”

They had come out of the house and people cheered for them as they jumped into the pool with the remaining party guests. Mostly just AOMG members and the people they were planning to sleep with and their friends and a few managers who were off the clock. Also a few people passed out here and there. G Dragon called out to you.

“Yo, Gold Chains, join us!”

“Gorl.” Her eyes widened at you.

“Girl, I know!” You replied.

The two of you grabbed hands and ran and jumped into the pool together. You stayed until the threat of sunrise showed in the sky. The two of you were given gift bags and one of Jay’s drivers to take you both back home. You and Tilly couldn’t stop talking and fangirling as you told her everything. She was only shown a few of the pictures of you still clothed.

[neopuff]

I wanna know what happened to your boss who stole your identity... if you feel like sharing you should make posts about it

i cant believe i woke up to over 20,000 notes on that fweiougbwe;goew OK HERE im gonna do this like a reddit relationships thread:

players are: B (boss/thief 27F), C1 (coworker 59F), C2 (coworker 40sF), and me (24F). not a lot.

i worked with B and C1 at Claire’s for well over a year. they knew i had money and yeah i’d let them borrow money to help pay their rent/car payments/etc and C1 always paid me back within a month but B always was like “ill pay you back soon” which was like ok its fine dont stress just…we have an ongoing relationship so i foolishly doubted she was going to steal from me right in front of my face lol

then B quits Claire’s and starts working at Express, promises me a great job at Express to the point where i’ve applied and filled out paperwork (yknow with my drivers license and my SSN) but that job never happened cuz B quit working there. (this is when B opened her first credit card using my information, for Express! which is a crazy expensive clothing store.)

B gets a job at Sally Beauty and tells me i should come work there (this is in july). well, i’m in grad school and i wasn’t going to work for the month of August cuz of friends coming to visit but i was like sure ill work extremely part-time at a store for hair and makeup since i know literally nothing about hair and makeup. C1 was also asked to come work there since the Claire’s we all used to work at was shut down (bankruptcy lol)

things are going fine for a while, C2 is working at Sally’s now too (she’s B’s aunt and they live together.) in September my parents bought a new house 5 and a half hours away and they ask me to house-sit until they move in, so obviously im gonna do that, so i give my two weeks (i gave more like a month but w/e) and on the day before i leave B calls me and says the reason i havent been getting paid by direct deposit is because they never got my drivers license photo. i say thats weird, did they lose it? and she says they mustve so i send her a pic of my license. cuz obviously i wont be in town to pick up my check so i need direct deposit.

ok so fast forward to this monday, C1 calls me and it starts off normal like “hi how are you howve you been” and then shes suddenly like “i have something important to tell you.” and she says C2 saw mail at her and B’s house with my name on it! C2 was complaining about it at work and C1 was like “wtf?” and thought that was suspicious and told me about it. shes like “make a creditkarma account and you can see any credit cards under your SSN”

i go to make a creditkarma account and weirdly enough theres already one under my SSN! and the email is literally [B’s last name][B’s first name]@outlook.com. she wasnt even being subtle or smart. she really thought i’d just never look or wouldnt care???? i dont KNOW.

so obviously i call all the credit report places and im like freeze everything and put fraud alerts on everything!! and i blocked B’s phone number and i blocked her on facebook cuz even if she had an explanation i genuinely wouldnt care at this point

i went to another credit report site for the details and B not only took out a $5000 loan (she bought a new car recently so probably for that), but she opened 7 other credit cards and applied for 25 others. she started this the DAY i left! theyre mostly credit cards for banks but theres the express card, a target card, a disney card????????? also B put her actual phone number and address into the system so theres no doubt that its her.

and then C1 calls me again to tell me that B quit her job at Sally Beauty less than an hour ago and im wondering if she knew i knew or coincidence? since B steals from companies she usually only works at each one for a few months each

so ok, tuesday morning i call the police and then i have to call every single bank and credit union to cancel these stupid fucking cards. i was on the phone for 6 hours (wouldve been longer but i had my online class) just repeating the same info over and over again. and then the police call me back like “so we just spoke to B, she played dumb for a bit but then confessed to everything” and that was a HUGE relief except that i still have 12 more card applications to cancel. cop said “she didnt really have an explanation other than she’d fallen on hard times” and i just…….dont care especially when she quits every job shes store manager of after less than a year. and yea she has two kids and a bum husband and a supportive close family

and it’s now wednesday afternoon cuz i slept thru the morning but i have to call all these other places AND i’m gonna have to drive 5 and a half hours back to my hometown for court sometime in the next two weeks. plus i have to fill out like 30 affidavits for all these banks and credit unions and give them the police report so they know im not lying

also my credit score has gone down significantly because of that Express card she got in March (she’d been doing minimum payments allowed so i wouldnt get notified despite racking up $475 at this one ugly store)

in less than a month she opened $20,000 worth of credit and spent $8400 of it. and since she just QUIT her job i can assume she wasnt planning on paying off any of that debt lol

anyway that’s where i’m at now, i dont know if shes going to jail or what. she sure as hell cant pay any fines. PLUS she already owed me $450 and i was gonna cut her some slack on it but now i want my $450 back lmao

[daggerandrose]

I can’t believe it already November 28th, this month has gone by so quickly! Here are some of the Famous/Non-Famous AUs I’ve read! These are focusing more on Famous H/Non-Famous L. I’ll definitely do a part 2 where it’s Famous L/Non-Famous H.

As always, make sure to leave a nice comment for the authors and leave a kudos!

Whirlwind, 21k, by @haydolce 

AU. Acclaimed actor, Hollywood heartthrob, and Oscar nominee, Harry Styles, seems to have the world at his feet, but seeks out an old friend when he needs a date for his big night.

lock me up with love, 29k, by @liltinylouis

“So you must go out more often than I thought,” Harry said. “I see you all the time now!”

“Well, one of those times you literally came to my door.”

Harry laughed, a loud honking sound, a shock to Louis’ ears. He couldn’t remember the last time he made someone laugh, not so easily and genuine.

Harry didn’t seem embarrassed, but his eyes were hazy, hair a bit mussed up, cheeks red. Oh. He was drunk, or tipsy maybe. That explained a lot.

“That’s true,” he said, then frowned. “Oh no, do I seem like a stalker?”

“Eh,” Louis said, “just a little bit.”

Louis had a messed-up knee, ruined career, and labradoodle to take care of. Harry had a normal knee, perfect career, and concern for his recluse neighbor. Harry's baking skills were enough to bring them together.

When It’s Late At Night, 25k, @all-these-larrythings

Louis has zero interest in an ex-boybander turned solo artist when his appearance on the show gets announced, but that's exactly who he gets stuck with when Harry Styles shows up at the Late Late show to promote the release of his debut album. For an entire fucking week.

Or

The Late Late prompt that we all need to get through this excruciatingly hard time.

‘Til I Tasted You, 14k, by @icanhazzalou

Louis is Harry Styles' biggest fan. It doesn't matter that Harry is famous for being a food blogger and Louis can't cook to save his life.

At least, until Harry offers to give Louis a cooking lesson. Then it matters just a teensy bit.

tangled up in you, 45k, by @missandrogyny

Harry blinks once. And blinks again. And says, his voice dangerous: “Niall, did you get me a mail-order bride?”

Because what the actual fuck. It kind of looks like Niall’s just purchased a person. For Harry.

Niall blinks back at him for a few moments, before throwing his head back and howling with laughter. Harry throws a pillow at him. Hard. “No, what the fuck, Harry.”

“A prostitute then?” Harry also doesn't want a prostitute.

“Of course not!”

“A stripper?”

“No!”

Damn, he’s running out of ideas. He settles for launching another pillow at Niall’s head. Niall bats it away easily, still laughing. “Stop!”

“What did you get me, then?!” Niall must hear the tinge of hysteria in his voice, because he’s pulling himself together, trying to stop himself from laughing.

There’s still a big grin on his face, though, when he says, “I got you a professional cuddler.”

A professional…what. “What?”

Something Great, 31k, by @infinitelymint

In which a coincidence, instagram, a party, a piano and a planned coming out all come together to make two people fall in love. As it happens, it turns out to be a rather effective combination.

or, Louis is a student and Harry is the mega-famous singer that happens to post a photo with Louis in the background. Together they kind of break the internet.

Rise up like the sun, 41k, by @tommosgun

“I wasn't taking a sneaky pic.” Louis blurted out, the guy stood at one of the urinals taking a piss. “You were.” The guy answered coolly. “I would've taken a pic with you if you'd just asked.” “No I didn't want a pic with you.” The guy turned his head, quirking his eyebrow sardonically. “No you're far too cool for that, you just wanted to violate my privacy.” Louis squeezed his eyes shut. “I'm sorry. Look..” He walked towards the guy flicking his phone out. “Hey.” The guy hunched over, hiding his junk. “Oh no no, I wasn't gonna take a pic. Fuck.” Louis threw his hands up, stopping in his tracks. “Look I'm going to show you I'm deleting it.” Louis turned his phone and the pic disappeared. “You looked familiar, I was going to send it to my friend and ask who you were, I'm sorry, dick move.” Louis sighed, smiling apologetically. The guy zipped and walked to the basin. “So you invade my privacy then insult my level of fame by pretending to not know who I am.” The guy was turned away from Louis. “Look I'm...shit.” Louis inhaled noisily. The guy turned, a grin spread over his face. “I'm fucking with you.”

Not Quite, 34k, by @lads-laddylads

Niall gives Harry an exasperated look, nodding slowly. “Okay...so do you want to explain why we’re hiring Louis? And do you want to explain it without making any mention of his soft hair or ample buttocks?”

As Harry prepares for the premiere of his first blockbuster film, his manager encourages him to hire a bodyguard as a precautionary measure. Harry ends up making an unusual choice.

24K Magic, 32k @justalittlelouislove

“I know, I bet you want an autograph.”

An...what? Louis’ jaw drops open, actually hangs open, as he gapes at him in absolute and utter disbelief. Right here, on a Friday night in London, Louis has happened upon the biggest douchebag in the history of the world. Surely he should contact someone. A record-keeping organisation or something.

“You think I want an autograph,” Louis repeats slowly. Maybe if the guy hears the words back clearly enough he’ll comprehend the level of asshole he’s throwing out into the universe.

It doesn’t work, Mr. Douchebag of the Century just smirks and leans into Louis’ space, well more into his space, “Mmhmm, we’ll have to go up to my Penthouse. That’s where I keep my pens.”

or

A fic based on 24k Magic by Bruno Mars, in which Harry's a mess and famous, Louis is a mess and not, Liam and Zayn are probably hiding something, and Niall is a horrible flatmate.

Kiss Me With Adventure (”Til I Forget My Name), 31k, by summer_roses

Harry is the big new thing in the music industry and in a mad search to find a makeup artist before his first ever world tour kicks off. Louis is an internet famous beauty guru/YouTuber who drinks too much tea and a habit of cursing excessively. When a fan tweets Harry the link to Louis' YouTuber channel it starts something neither of them could have ever imagined.

**

Based on the prompt: Harry's the biggest indie star in the music industry and just as his first world tour starts his makeup artist leaves. Harry's team is frantically searching for a new one but they can't seem to get a hold of one Harry actually likes?? Cue Harry, alone in his apartment a week before tour, he sees a tweet from a fan saying that "this is my favorite youtuber!! blah blah", Harry clicks it and there's youtuber!Louis who //conveniently// is also a beauty guru. Harry thinks he's cute n stuff but he also wants him on his team and all that.

Is This Seat Taken, 35k, by lainy122

A borrowed suit from Zayn, a cigarette and the right attitude, and Louis went from security breach to misplaced celebrity instantly. He could practically see the wheels in the security guy’s head switch from ‘could be dangerous’ to ‘could get me fired’. L.A was so predictable.

Louis makes a bet with Zayn that he can sneak into a music awards event without getting caught, and when he ends up posing as a seat-filling member of staff he runs into superstar Harry Styles and sparks fly. Que the music.

Tis the Season for...Love?, 27k, by @alarriefantasy

Prompt: Harry seems to have it all: A successful career as a pastry chef, a Victorian home in London, and a dedicated boyfriend who he's been with for years. One day he stops by his boyfriend's apartment to surprise him and finds out that he's not so dedicated to Harry after all. Shocked and too depressed to celebrate, he decides to skip Christmas and on a whim leaves on a plane to New York. In New York he meets Louis…

Or...Louis might just be what Harry's needed all along.

A Pleasant Side to You, 8k, by @smrwine

Louis brought his palms up to his temples, easing the roaring headache that was quickly developing beneath his skull. His entire day spent half dressed out in the sun was all leading up to this show, and hearing their new songs, and being twenty feet away from his only teenage heartthrob and coming of age inspiration. It had been nearly a decade since he saw them perform live, and this was something he was genuinely looking forward to. Louis shook his head and cringed inward at his disappointment.

“Well who’s replacing them, then? They were the headliners.”

“I dunno,” Nick said with a fleeting hand movement. “Some bloke named Harry Styles.” or Louis ends his summer with a festival and a man whois almost too good to be true.

One Week, Eight Hours, 3k, by daggerinrose

Louis doesn’t have a reason to hate Harry Styles (which, to be fair, is a reason of its own.)

or: a production assistant with no experience in front of a camera interviews a rockstar with old shoes and a distasteful attitude.

Please let me know if there’s anymore recs you have! Happy 28th!

[shytiff]

May Small Wins

1 - lazed, went to racheel’s place and put my motorbike there, went to slipi jaya with silvi devi reza to watch seobok (it was fun!!), had iftar at the yumz green sedayu. It was raining when we get back. prayed maghrib and isya in some random mosque. went back and arrived at like 8 past sumn. showered, slept like a babyy

2 - lazed, slept and woke up at like 11, went to nila’s house, practiced doing eyeliner by borrowing nila's (focallure brand), iftar at green sedayu foodcourt (originally intended to go to the yumz but it enforces actual distancing) with angkot ppl minus tik will. Arrived home at about 9-ish.

3 - magang as usual. Went to rm. Took mrt to lebak bulus. My inaco salary finally came. My head kinda hurts after tarawih. Ended up skimming over bj alex lmaooo. Did not shower today lol,,,,

4 - added dr dafsah's revision to the excel database otw to rsf. Pak nardi took a while to arrive. Left rsf early to go to the bank. I (((finally))) activated m-banking lmaooo wow the features are neat wow im not jahiliah anymore. Found this method of just let it sweat anyway during tarawih lmaoo. Preferably with long sleeves bcs somehow you feel less of the sweaty feel compared to tshirt.

5 - sampling - data entry - RM as usual. Theres no new RM. Read a goood dramione fic by bex chan even if its not complete, its okay. Im okay :"))). Iftar was soup, salad, chicken katsu and french fries. Its been 2 days that i practiced sleeping-to-rain-sound. The first night was spent as a dreamless quick sleep (its over before you knew it), but tonight i dreamed abt almira's wedding lmaoo.

6 - no sampling today!! Still went to rsf tooo go to the mall w regen lmao. Did some data entry. Went to PP by mrt. Went back by going to halte gbk and thankfully the kalideres one arrived after only waiting for 5 mins. Its surprisingly quick, compared to lebak bulus - pesakih trip. Took abt 20 mins to jelambar.

7 - no sampling today too. Dr vera gave us lebaran cookies! Did gcp for bu suryati a5. Went to rm, finally finished the available rm. Went home early. Can finally relax since its the weekend.

8 - literally laid in bed til my body hurts. Rly want to read sumn but dunno what. Finally decided to read momoiro heaven. And rere hello. And after iftar i read lack of love. And just like tht, my saturday was gone. Cant bring myself to do things

9 - its another day of lazying (or self sabotaging, cant tell). Read spy family and its effin hilarious. Wasted my sunday. Cant bring myself to even move and i just laid in bed all day.

10 - last day of work in the weeekend lmao. Felt better than being in AR, but still not that much productivity. Went to RM. Phone call w fianti along the way to plan food in almira's bridal shower. Went back at 12-ish. Picked up my dress from risma busana. Walked to and fro halte kebon jeruk. Prayed zuhur close to ashar in kfc's mushola. Felt better after ~8k steps. Had homelab's green tea mixed with vsoy. It honestly made me feel better. Matcha, or caffeine, sure is amazing. At least i had a sense of normalcy before losing all the will to self-care

11 - consumed internet entertainment u til i was sick and tired of it. Watched a lot of cut videos. Granny came and stayed over. So i slept upstairs

12 - same as 11 but upstairs. More relatives came near iftar time so i excused myself to shower. Slept in mom n dads room at like 12-ish. Watched hp goblet of fire since keisha and karins newest obsession was draco. We squealed together over liking enemies to lovers trope haha,,,,

13 - Somehow all of dad's jakarta relatives came for lebaran. the last time i checked, there were some bridges being burned. prayed eid at home. watched perempuan tanah jahanam (which was surprisingly not scary). ate. napped. talked about personal things w keisha and karin. i cant believe the time has finally come where we talk about this kinda stuff. watched you’re next (it barely has any plot, just gore). they went back at about 8 pm and i just sleptttt yall lmao i didnt shower today. disgusting, i know

14 - cam barely get out of bed. Managed to shower at zuhur time. Watched dalbang and laughed like crazy bcs its just that funny. Read fanfics. Tiktok. Ate once and had greenfield yogurt at the evening. Fell asleep. Woke up at 1 and snacked on 1 pack of oat krunch

15 - run bts. Originally planned to go to flavola but it was still closed, so i went to dm's dunkin. Ordered orange juice and oeanut choco donut but somehow the price wasnt package price hhh. Turns out my clires account was somehow banned. So i contacted the admin. Instead of doing dr dafsah's excel i ended up taking off the makara sticker from my laptop. Bought some stuff for almira's bridal shower. Bought arirang at hari2 (its funny bcs yesterday i was seeing online marketplace, planning to buy it, but turns out hari2 the magical place had buy 2 get +1 deal for arirang.

16 - run bts. Managed to move my body a bit. Did 20 squats (ill elaborate on this later). That improved my mood. Tidied up some of my stuff. Saw the paper bag of random memorabilias by friends.

17 - went to rsf by tj. left kalideres 06:45 and arrived at RSF 8:15. sampling. went to RM (still no new ones). picked up by mom. went to salemba for almira’s bridal shower. originally planned to get padang at citra minang behind BK but it was closed. so we drove around looking for open ones. ended up buying it in a small (but crowded) padang place near a big padang restaurant lmao. was the first one to arrive at acacia. checked in, pulled the bed near the wall. showered. its hilarious sometimes with a bit more serious discussion anjayy. went home w febby who drove and clara

18 - went to mcd to get lunch (since everyone’s fasting) and tried to muster the will to do something. i didnt manage to do anything except shopping online (brought dusty pink hijab at hijup). got spicy chicken and iced coffee. (spoiler alert: tomorrow i got mencret2 lmaooo). read my suha and beyond the skidipapap its actually rly good

19 - went to RSF (with mom as usual. quickly snapped RM pictures while mom was waiting. went with her to mami’s house bcs she and uwak will fly to banjar. finally got to meet haekal, he’s such a smiley babyy its basically free therapy. planned outing with nisa lmao. from soekarno hatta we went to vintage vibes lmao since we’re already out. vintage vibes is more crowded now. and there’s less good findings now. went back emptyhanded. ate chicken arirang since there’s no food. fell asleep at like 06:30 until early morning lmaooo

20 - woke up at 2-ish am, played my phone, fell asleep at like 9?, woke up again at 11 lmaooo. went to sbux. had matcha latte. did some inaco work. todays the most productive ive been this week.

21 - went to gi with febby to also meet up with fi, bought falsies and glue (later proved to be of a horrible quality), siraman and pengajian almira (first time seeing an actual siraman), went to blok m w nes ren ara gen. Tried naruto takoyaki at little tokyo, went to daitokyo (i didnt eat anything), and got matcha cake, sakura and mango raspberry gelato at kebun ide. Picked up by mom. Renata gifted me bts 2021 winter package photocard 🥺🥺

22 - iluni internship webinar by dr naldo. Grabbed fried chicken master. Stupid time management etcetc made my start makeup at 12 (febby went out at 13:30). My falsies and hijabdo was done by herrr thank god for the help. Went to swissbel. Didnt take a pic w almira bcs time. Almiras wedding at damai indah golf pik. My skin was TERRIBLE at the wedding. The make up didnt stick prolly bcs of vitacid. Thank god for masks,,, went back home w febbyy. Made tiktok lmao

23 - lazed. Went to flavola. Its finally daytime caffeine again w kopsuscok. Did dr triya's translation work and finished it at home. She transferred the fee at like 11pm

24 - off to RSF with mom. no new medical records. wrote fuad’s name on the medrec borrowing form. continued to nisa’s place w mom. lazed, played w haekal, put some patient’s phone number on the inaco excel. Off to GBK with nisa and sarah. parked at abc field (shouldve parked near GBK’s H gate). saw moja museum 2.0, took lots of pics. mo paint (moral lesson: draw the background first!! not the foreground). finished at 16:30. ashar at masjid al-bina. nisa dropped me off at gbk tj station. prayed maghrib on the bus since the traffic was so ughh. met atikah in lippo puri. decided to eat seirockya so we walked to puri. talked about a certain someone along the way. we rly talked about it while walking until we arrived at seirockya. atikah treated me uyeyy since she and racheel will stay in depok for 2 weeks starting tomorrow. got the shoyu ramen and gyoza. took the taxi to atikah’s place. mom’s waiting there lmaoo i was like “noo dont wait at jco, just wait at atikah’s”. still felt energized that night in my bed. no sleepy2. like 100% awake. 

25 - woke up at like 9:30. i basically did nothing today. didnt even shower lmao (i showered last night). read the good teacher in one go. zoom meeting w dr eva. i rly need some structure in life, goshhh

26 - showered and went to mcd. got nasi uduk, breakfast wrap and milo for 26k (thanks mcd app promo and mcd duta garden’s menu machine, i dont have to interact with another human). planning to do dr dafsah’s excel after all the data is complete, and still no new inaco data, so i ended up.... online shopping at bobobobo....... (bought outer and white culotte). tidied up the writings on my stickies (plenty of words has accumulated). ordered onejai for emir juan (expensive!!! 79k no promo lolll but free delivery. i was baited by gojek’s 1k 2 week subscription and felt like hmmm i should get something since we live in the middle of nowhere and free deliveries felt significant at that particular time when im holding my phone lmao). fell asleep after drinking vsoy + matcha lol its soft caffeine no longer works i guess

27 - woke up late as usual, went to sbux at 1 pm. tried white peach matcha frapp. the peach overpowers and u can barely taste the matcha. tried to read something useful (in medicine) but skimmed 2 ppt and then i saw solid’s bitly for isip. finished reading banana fish. couldnt bawl my eyes out because im outside.

28 - checked out rsf. Still no new ones. Immediately went back. Lazed and wasted my time

29 - iluni webinar. Here comes the impending life crisis. Ate nasi uduk and mie goreng telor today. Tried vsoy golden grain with matcha. It has almond aftertaste. Line call with kris for almost 4 hrs until 11 past sumn pm.

30 - more iluni webinar. Dr Eric, SpPD, PhD was rly cool. Tried daily box (butter soy chicken). Quite tasty. Mkg w regen. Videocalled in the mall w silvi racil bcs its ale and nadaa's wedding today. Bought gooma 500ml matcha w gofood pickup discount. Ate sushi go (the shoyu has mirin btw). 50k+ you get 6 piece of sushi (2 salmon) and matcha cake and ocha. Quite a nice deal. Talked abt cryptocurrency lmao. Went back and forth w TJ. All hail tj

31 - planned to do at least some productive stuff at home. turns out nila is outside and had some time to spare. so we went out. i met her in citra 6. we went to pik’s white beach. its scorching hot since its 2 pm. spent like 15 mins there. we had wanted to stop by monsieur spoon but THERES A QUEUEEE even if its a hot afternoon. so we ate tom sushi at green sedayu. talked a bit afterwards in nila’s place and then i was picked up by emir. tried gooma’s matcha. its not sweet like sbux. approved by mom (who doesnt like sweets). but its more expensive than sbux’s 2L 100k promo lol. (45k after gopay pickup promo for 500 ml). reread bj alex lmaooooo found new tidbits

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[FAN ACCOUNT] 171230 INFINITE Begin Again - Day 2

Hi all! Before I start with the second day things, I wanted to add some first day things that I forgot when I posted. So, I forgot to mention how cute the opening vcr is. It is so cute! It’s like the mature version of the end of ‘White Confession’ where they all bring presents. Then it ends with them outside with sparklers and it’s just so pretty~ Besides that I also forgot to mention that the stage this time around is a lot higher than ‘That Summer 3′ which makes viewing so much better. I remember I was in a similar spot for TS3 and could only see from their knees up, but I could pretty much see everything this time around! Also, I forgot to mention that they were telling us not to push each other cause it hurts them to see us get hurt. And Dongwoo was like, ‘You wouldn’t want to see us pushing and hurting each other, right?’ and he pushed Woohyun a bit and Woohyun almost fell out of his chair for real lol. It was cute but I swear I saw the flash of fright in Woohyun’s eyes lol. Also, as the boys were doing their intros, Dongwoo stopped crying and was back to his energetic self, which Gyu later teased him for by saying, ‘He was just crying a few minutes ago!!’ lol. Dongwoo was very energetic all night, the boys had to calm him down a few times lol. He kept dancing while they were talking and they were like ‘Whoa whoa’ lol. I also forgot that while talking about Sungjong’s solo songs they mentioned ‘Good Morning’ and tried to get Sungjong to sing it but he was like, ‘Uhhh’ so they tried to get Inspirit to sing but it was super quiet so everyone was laughing. Speaking of solos, did I mention Dongwoo’s pelvic thrusting??? Or Woohyun copying him? Well yeah, that. And it was amazing. Oh and I remember a bit of what they were talking about during the Instagram section. The question was about what they do after they wake up. Myungsoo checks to see if his eyelids are doubled or not lol. Namu said he needs to put on makeup and that’s what prompted Sunggyu to tease him about getting ready and the difference between Myungsoo and Woohyun lol. Tbh, it seemed like the first day was a bit like a rehearsal. They changed a lot for the second day. Keep reading for more second day shenanigans!

So I had a much better experience for the second day, although the meet itself was an hour shorter than the previous day. I did see a lot more intentional, rude pushing by fan in front of me, but luckily my area was quite tame. So the biggest take away from day 2 was the fact that they changed quite a lot of stuff. The boys had their hair done, some minor costume changes, chair changes, confetti changes, bg changes, and most importantly... they completely cut out 1 whole hour of talking time. It was most likely because 3.5 hours is quite long in itself but also because Myungsoo had the MBC Drama Awards to attend at 9pm (the meet ended around 8:30). So they didn’t do the dice talk AT ALL! They also did only about half the questions in the Golden Bell section too. They also got rid of the Inspirit Chance, I guess since it didn’t help them anyway lol. Oh and I’m not sure if it wasn’t working yesterday or I didn’t notice or people just weren’t wearing them, but the LED bands lit up automatically and even vibrated at certain parts of the show. Kind of like what the SM artist bands/lightsticks do. Another cute thing the boys (mostly Woohyun) did was instead of saying 2018 in the normal Sino-Korean numbers, they used the Pure Korean way of saying it instead because 18 sounds like the f-bomb a bit if pronounced incorrectly. (There are 2 counting systems, one using pure Korean and the other based off of Chinese characters).

Anyway, these next few things might be out of order, but I’ll try to organize it as best as I can! I think it was some time at the beginning, Woohyun started doing this dance and the members all freaked out cause Woohyun was giving out spoilers. Dongwoo had to hold him back lol. And judging by the members’ faces, it was a real spoiler lol. Since they skipped the dice part, the beg of the meet went by really quick. 

Before the solos, they were teasing Sungjong for having the highest fees for his stage. They said since he has all these props and a hat and stuff, his fee was highest. They also tried to get us to sing ‘Good Morning’ again but... crickets. Sorry Sungjong! But it’s hard to know a song that was never officially released! Also, there was another mistake at the beg of Myungsoo’s solo. He sat down and looked offstage and was pointing to his mic. Apparently they forgot to turn it on. Then I guess they told him they turned it on so he made like an okay sign and tested the mic, all while the bgm was still going. Hopefully, his stage will go smoothly today. Woohyun said someone gifted the song to him, but I can’t remember the name he said. Dongwoo also said he helped take part in making his song with someone, but once again, I’m not too sure who. Sunggyu said that Nell’s Jonghwan wrote the song for him, but he wrote all the lyrics, and he made it clear that he does not want to name the song ‘Laser’ lol. He was just like, hard no lol. Sungyeol said that he wore a different jacket (it was a big blue furry one similar to Dongwoo’s red one) today because he saw Dongwoo’s jacket from yesterday and told the stylists he wants that one lol. So cute. They made a joke about how they look like the Korean flag and that it works out cause Dongwoo is red and red is on top and since he’s the hyung, he’s on top lol. Yeol also revealed that he was curious about who’s stage was actually the most expensive so he asked and it was actually Yeol’s lol. He said he didn’t realize the fireworks were that expensive and that his new jacket added onto the total lol.

The instagram section was next and this time they only answered one question. It was if they had daughters, who would be the most loving to their daughter. Sungjong said that you’d think it would be Woohyun but.. and after hearing that Woohyun got all mad lol. But Sungjong said he think it’d be Sungyeol. Sungyeol agreed and said he wouldn’t even let her wear a skirt and everyone was like NOOO. Sunggyu said it definitely wouldn’t be him and that he hasn’t even thought about having kids. Dongwoo said he would want sons and daughters and that he wants 5 kids who all have different interests. Woohyun told him good luck on finding a wife lol. Sunggyu said he thinks Myungsoo would be really good to his daughter. Soo agreed and said that he would totally treat his son differently than his daughter. He’d be really worried with a daughter but really tough on the son lol. Yeol joked that Myungsoo would hate to have a son like Yeol. Someone (maybe Myungsoo) said that Sungjong would be good to a daughter and Sungjong agreed kinda blatantly as he does lol.

Like I said before, the quiz section was cut super short. They did the ‘Korean’ class, like last time and the first answer was ‘Second Invasion Evolution Plus’ and everyone was like wtf! But the thing is they didn’t give it with any spaces inbetween the words so Sungyeol was complaining lol. The second answer was ‘Be Back’ and it was hilarious cause Dongwoo wrote all kinds of things that started with ‘BB’ and Woohyun wrote ‘Babo for inspirits’ and Sunggyu wrote ‘Big Bang’ LOL. Everyone was like wth! The ‘Science’ section was a pic of Dongwoo’s ear, which everyone got wrong. Sungjong really thought it was his and Dongwoo was surprised it was his. He said he has more earrings than in the picture and was almost in denial that it was him lol. The next pic was an outfit pic of Sungyeol. The ‘Music’ section was Infinite F’s ‘I’m Going Crazy’. Gyu and Jong tried to cheat a lot by asking Inspirit. Namu was cute and kissing the dolls and having the dolls kiss each other and kiss him and Yeol was staring at him with this judging look lol. So Dongwoo lost again lol cause he got 0 points. But he said it’s boring to punish him cause he lost yesterday so he convinced everyone, very easily, to punish the second place loser, Sunggyu. So he spun the wheel and got ‘Fashion King’ like everyone wanted. He went off stage to change and the boys stole a few more dolls to throw into the crowd. Sungyeol came back on stage after getting more dolls and said that Sunggyu’s costume was hilarious and to try to film it secretly lol. Then Woohyun said to film freely since it was okay in this section. So as you prob know by now, Gyu comes out wearing a Mario costume and he had to perform ‘Entrust’ and ‘Cover Girl’ like that. Also, Sungyeol tried to get his dolls to the 2nd floor again but to no avail.

During the next ment, Gyu tried to sneak off stage to change but Dongwoo dragged him back and made him dance ‘The Eye’ in the costume lol. He said he doesn’t mind but didn’t wanna wear the mustache cause it was hard to breathe, so Woohyun told him not to breathe lol. Gyu had previously tossed the hat out to a fan but the members wanted him to wear it so they asked the fan if they could borrow it and that they’d give it back to her. Then Dongwoo put it sweetly on Gyu’s head and that’s how we got the funniest vers of ‘The Eye’. Dongwoo was excited cause he said we’ve never done a Halloween or Christmas party but now it’s like we have lol. At the last ments, we were all cheering and congratulating Myungsoo for his Newcomer Award nomination. Yeol said that everything we’ve been wanting (for the dice and wheel) had come true so hopefully this will too. During the last ment, there was another airplane event. Namu picked one up and was reading the instructions printed on the paper out loud. He said, ‘Please write down a message filled with love for Infinite... this paper is blank.’ LOL 

All in all, even though it felt a bit less interactive than usual, it was a good time! Sunggyu was a lot quieter than normal and it did feel a bit more routine event-like than the usual free for all Infinite style, but I had a much better experience. I know I’m writing this really late, but hopefully it interests someone out there! Once again, make sure to show your love to our boys and Happy New Year everyone! May 2018 be the year of INFINITE!