#pream

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[idolsgeneration]

[preamshah]

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[taxi-davis]

[cdroloisms]

I feel bad for d!dream, he was already suffering from the bad ending and now gets throw into the hell house

:C yeah

to be fair to pream there are definite benefits to the hell house. because it's awesamdad ending, he's not a prisoner. definitively. hard line drawn. he gets his own marker for the house grocery list and everything. in a house full of wardens and prisoners in their iterations he's the...roommate? he can make snipes at j!Sam and face zero consequences. d!sam marriage trump card. ring on his finger etc. a lot of what ... really sucks about awesamdad ending is that it's Just Sam, really. p!dream has to grapple with forever with sam and just sam while dealing with all the demons of uh 20 years of being stalked and abused by this guy that he's now married. yay. part of what helps with birdhouse to counter that is just that there are other people around? he can make friends with people that havent you know devoted their lives to keeping him (tm). and there's something to do! he's got to focus on Getting Home, which means less of the feeling of "oh we're at the finish line now what." that weighs on him very heavily in awesamdad ending (the original). that being said ,, yeah, new traumas galore as well :') we put him through the wringer a little bit ... lots of fucked up things to witness.and not be able to do anything about. and there's a warden and a prisoner and a basement, again...

[raaganilavu]

സ്വര്‍ഗത്തേക്കാള്‍ സുന്ദരമണീ സ്വപ്നം വിരിയും ഗ്രാമം | Raaganilavu രാഗനിലാവ് "സ്വര്‍ഗത്തേക്കാള്‍ സുന്ദരമണീ സ്വപ്നം വിരിയും ഗ്രാമം" എന്ന ഗാനത്തിന്റെ പ്രസിദ്ധി മലയാളി മനസ്സുകളില്‍ ഇപ്പോഴും അടയാളപ്പെടുത്തിയിരിക്കുന്നു. എളിമയും സൗന്ദര്യവും കലര്‍ന്ന ഈ ഗാനം പ്രകൃതിയുടെ സുന്ദരദൃശ്യങ്ങളും ഗ്രാമീണ ജീവിതത്തിന്റെ സമാധാനവുമാണ് വരച്ചിടുന്നത്. സംഗീതമേഖലയിലെ ഇതിഹാസമായ സലീല്‍ ചൗധരി ഈ മനോഹര ഗാനം നല്‍കിയതോടെ, ഗാനമേളയുടെ ഹൃദയമിടിപ്പായി ഇത് മാറി. കേരളത്തിന്റെ സൗന്ദര്യത്തെ അനാവരണം ചെയ്യുന്നതോടൊപ്പം, ഗാനത്തിന്റെ വാക്കുകള്‍ ഗ്രാമീണ ജീവിതത്തിന്റെ സത്യസന്ധതയും സൂക്ഷ്മതയും നിറച്ചിരിക്കുന്നു. "സ്വര്��ഗത്തേക്കാള്‍ സുന്ദരമായ ഈ ഗ്രാമം" എന്ന വാക്കുകള്‍ പ്രകൃതിയും മനുഷ്യരും ഒരു ഋതുമാറ്റത്തിന്റെ ഭാഗമാണ് എന്ന സത്യത്തെ വിളിച്ചോതുന്നു. ഗായകന്‍ യേശുദാസിന്റെ മധുരസ്വരവും സംഗീതത്തിന്റെ ആത്മാവിനെ ഉയരത്തില്‍ കൊണ്ടുപോകുന്നു. ഈ ഗാനം നമ്മുടെ ഗ്രാമങ്ങളിലേക്കുള്ള അനുരാഗവും ജീവിതത്തിന്റെ പ്രകൃതി സ്നേഹവും വിളിച്ചോതുന്നു. Swargathekkal Sundaramanee Swapnam Vidarum Gramam The song "Swargathekkal Sundaramanee Swapnam Vidarum Gramam" continues to resonate in the hearts of Malayalis. With simplicity and beauty, this song paints a picture of nature's splendor and the serenity of rural life. Composed by the legendary Salil Chowdhury, this beautiful melody has become the heartbeat of music lovers. While unveiling the beauty of Kerala, the song's lyrics embody the authenticity and subtlety of rural life. The phrase "a village more beautiful than heaven" echoes the harmony between nature and humanity, reflecting the changing seasons. The mellifluous voice of Yesudas elevates the essence of the song, stirring the soul of its listeners. This song evokes a deep love for the villages and a profound connection with nature. #nostalgicmelodies #evergreensongs #raaganilavu #raaganilavusongs #രാഗനിലാവ് #malayalamlive #malayalam #sbtrendz #sbtrendzhealth #sbtrendzonline #bazznjazz #malayalamclassics #vintagemalayalamsongs #oldmalayalamsongs #keralafolk #malayalamcinema #yesudas #salilchowdhury #keralasongs #classicsongs #musicofkerala #keralaculture #villagebeauty #natureandmusic #mallusongs #keralamemories #malayalamlegends  #keralalife #keralavibes #musiclovers #malayalamclassicsongs Swargathekkal Sundaramanee Swapnam Vidarum Gramam, Salil Chowdhury song, Yesudas evergreen hits, Malayalam classic songs, nostalgic malayalam songs, village beauty songs, old malayalam songs, raaganilavu, raaganilavusongs, malayalamlive, malayalam, sbtrendz, sbtrendzhealth, sbtrendzonline, bazznjazz, evergreen malayalam melodies, kerala village songs, nature songs, old malayalam hits, malayalam film songs, malayalam nature songs, kerala's beauty, malayalam memories, malayalam folk music

[preamlands]

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[azuldestino]

[idolsgeneration]

[deathofacupid]

dude (blurb) | jake peralta

summary: "dude" but romantically.

warnings: none.

pairing: fem!reader x jake peralta (friends to lovers)

word count: 0.8k+ words

"okay, but i'm serious! you have to try it, it's literally amazing."

"i was gonna take your word for it, but i remembered it's you... so, no."

"dude," he whined, a soft smile adorning his lips.

"dude," you say back, same tone.

"fine, fine, what if i make you one? that's, like, no work required. y'know minus chewing."

"jacob jeffrey peralta, i am not, not even on my deathbed, trying pickles with ice cream. that's just a new level of gross."

"but charles approved it!"

"why on earth would that affect whether or not i try it?"

"y'know, i have no clue. i'm getting desperate."

"i can see that."

"dudeeee," he kicks his feet on the floor as he's sitting next to you on the couch. die hard is playing on the tv in his apartment, but the two of you have seen it so many times, you practically have it memorized by heart.

and why would you ever watch die hard when jake's sitting right there?

between you and yourself, you know which you'd rather watch. okay, "watch" sounded creepy.

you're laying on his lap as he's looking down at you, pouting.

you roll your eyes, but it's all fun. "dudeeee."

truth be told, you're sure you can handle the odd food combo, but teasing him and drawing this out is so much more fun. god, you really are in love with him.

"pretty, pretty, please? with- with, like, seven cherries on top?"

"just seven?" you pretend to be offended.

"i'm a brokie, the best i can do is eight." jake runs a hand through your hair, it's so comforting.

you sigh, "all right."

"to the cherries or the pream?"

"the- the what now?"

"pickles. ice cream. pickles and ice cream. pream? yeah, you know what, that's... that's not it. doesn't roll of the tongue great."

"oh, yeah. that, and it sounds like an std."

"good point. i'm gonna assume you meant the... cream... pi... creampi-"

"i'm gonna stop you right there."

he nods quickly. "right. what about cream-"

"not if it starts with 'cream', dude."

"icickles?"

"n-"

"piccream!"

"if i try your 'dish'," you air quote, "will you stop trying to come up with names."

"maybe."

you give him a look, and he amends, "yes. maybe. i pledge to do my best." jake salutes you, then pokes your check. you scowl, swatting him away and sitting up.

"lead me to your kitchen."

"sure. it's five steps that-a-way," he says, pointing to the kitchen that is quite exactly five steps away. like a true gentleman, jake scoops you - through which you protest ("dude!") - and then (after six steps, actually [wow, his apartment is slightly bigger than hypothesized]) sets you on the counter.

"i feel like you should know that i'm perfectly capable of walking on my own."

"but why would you when i'm here?"

"dude."

"dude," he replies, grabbing the ice cream from the freezer.

"how are you even supposed to eat this? like... spread it? o-or dip?"

jake grabs a spoon and scoops some ice cream onto it. "watch, young jedi."

"i don't-"

"shh, i'm yoda-ing." he spreads it on the pickle and shoves it in your face. slowly, you sniff it. it doesn't smell... like anything bad, really.

it doesn't look great though. "is it too late to go back?"

"yes." after a second, he groans, "gah, i'll go first." he takes a bite, and you make a face.

"mmm... you shouf knodis is-"

"jake, swallow."

he grins and you furrow your brows. "what- oh. oh! jake!" your cheeks heat up so quickly, for a number of reason. because, yeah, obviously the second one sounds better.

also, of course that's what he instantly goes to.

"oh, my god. are you twelve or thirty-three? because i honestly can't tell."

"dude, i'm well-versed. you wouldn't understand."

"i'm... twenty-five. wo-wouldn't i-?"

"schematics."

"yeah, okay, bud."

"dude," he corrects.

"right," you murmur, "dude."

you don't really realize how he's leaning in, the way if you do too, your lips would touch. you falter, and you can feel warm breath minglingwith yours.

jake cups your cheek and you lean into it. you aren't sure what's about to happen, though it should be obvious. but with jake, you're nervous, afraid that this isn't really happening.

you have no clue what he's done with the pickle, and you have no clue why that's what's on your mind right now.

he squeezes your waist gently, a way of asking for permission. you nod, and at first, it's just a brush. just a brush of his lips against yours, feeling for some type of sense that this is happening. that it's reality.

you press back against him, your hand on top of his, the one on your face. your other hand blindly feels for his hair, tugging against his soft, brown curls.

when you pull away, you're breathing hard. not because of the kiss, because it wasn't aggressive or any longer than twenty seconds, but because of the adrenaline of it all.

"dude," he breathes, and you giggle.

"y'taste like pickles. and ice cream. it's actually not that bad," you admit. "at least not on you."

"dude," jake repeats, dumb-founded at what just happened.

you peck him again, right on the lips, "dude."

[gmmtvactresses]

women of gmmtv for gmmtv 2024 part 2

bonus: non participants

names under the cut

from the top: jan ployshompoo, mook worranit, tu tontawan, godji tachakorn, jingjing yu, kapook ploynira, ciize rutricha, earn preeyaphat, prim chanikarn, piploy kanyarat, bonnie pussarasorn, emi thasorn, view benyapa, pahn pathitta, samantha ''sammy'' melanie coates, fah yongwaree, parn nachcha, myme nichapa, lookjun bhasidi & golf kittipat

bonus: milk pansa & love pattranite, pream nutnicha & jaoying krongkwan

[cdroloisms]

this being j!dream's first thought when p!sam opens up about coparent timeline to him makes me gnaw on drywall

[planetjuni]

F1 ACADEMY PREAM TEAM POSTERS

do not print / resell / re-edit  

[mahikamihan]

pmbata reading chat: "is pream real?"

...

pmbata: the fuck is pream?? supreme??

[meiliarotten]

Team Fortress 2 Kinktober Time Two: Electric Boogaloo

Day 18: Hallway (Public)

🔞MINORS DNI🔞

Pairings: Spy x Fem!Reader

Summary: How else are you supposed to pass the time at a work party?

Tags: Public, semi-public, semi-clothed, formal wear, volume control, praise

Word Count: 3.1k

The Masterlist

Company parties were undeniably boring, nothing but a group of coworkers trying to act like friends when everyone knew deep down that they already saw more than enough of each other during the workday. A purposeless party on top of that was just adding insult to injury. You, for one, couldn’t wait to go home and pretend your colleagues didn’t exist until the next monday came around. However, that was all before you joined up with Mann Co.

To say your mercenary colleagues were a bit eccentric would be an understatement. The fact that your employers even thought a function such as this was a good idea astounded you. These parties almost always ended with chaos, and you were lucky if the venue wasn’t burned to the ground by the end. It occurred to you that maybe that was the point- a way for your boss to say, “I have the most dangerous men in the badlands under my employ, so don’t cross me!”

The reasons really didn’t matter though. You were just happy to be interacting with coworkers who you could genuinely consider friends- and perhaps even more than that, in the case of one particular mercenary who had his eyes glued to you since the moment you walked through the door. You knew the feeling of Spy’s watchful gaze very well, so his attempts to be subtle were in vain. When you finally had enough, you began to weave your way through the crowd towards him where he was doing his best to look bored, leaning against a doorframe, purposely separating himself from the crowd.

“So, are you planning to actually talk to me, or are you content to just look on from the sidelines all night?” you asked, trying your best to tease the stoic man. It wasn’t as effective as you would have liked, especially when he fixed you with a captivating stare that seemed to stop you in your tracks and spark the fire of arousal within you.

“Does it make you nervous when I watch you, my love?” He asked with a devilish smirk.

“You know damn well that nervousness isn’t the right word for what I’m feeling,” you whispered.

“Then what is it?” He leaned in dangerously close as he continued to pry for answers that he already knew. “Go on, tell me.”

“Not here,” you said before walking past him, trying to look like you weren’t rushing to get out of that stuffy ballroom, even though you most definitely were.

Once you were out of the door you strutted confidently down the halls of the surprisingly large venue. Your boss really hadn’t spared any expense. The soft click of your shoes was the only noise you heard echoing off the walls, but despite the silence you knew Spy was following close behind you, probably right on your heels. Once you felt you were far enough from the crowds, you stopped abruptly in the center of the hallway. You turned around and sure enough, there before you stood Spy, with a wide smirk on his lips.

“The others may notice that we are missing,” he said, not even trying to pretend as if he actually cared if they did.

Still, you humored him with a response. “I’m sure they’re all otherwise occupied.” You recalled how you had last seen Demoman and Soldier well on their way to single handedly cleaning out the open bar. Surely everyone would have their hands full enough trying to reel those two in. You just needed to remember to run if you started to hear anything akin to fireworks. There were no fireworks scheduled, but that wouldn’t stop the intoxicated ex ‘army veteran’ and a drunker-than-usual explosives expert from making some spontaneous and very destructive decisions.

Spy was either very easily convinced, or he came to the same conclusion as you did, as he immediately set upon you. His lips were pressed against yours with a soft groan and little preamble. You eagerly kissed back, gripping at the sleeves of his jacket as he coaxed your mouth open with his tongue. He was keen to taste you, and you gladly allowed for it.

When you got tired of standing on your toes to reach him you took him by the tie, pulling Spy down into a stoop so that he could meet you. The soft gasp of surprise that earned from him was quite rewarding, but he soon took control again, dominating your lips, making you shiver at the feeling of his tongue against yours. You didn’t want to leave the warm embrace of his mouth for even a moment, but your need for air demanded it eventually.

When you pulled away you were panting. Spy pulled your body against his, pressing your hips together. It was only then, once he was flush against you, that you felt the hardness of his cock. The sensation pressing against your thigh made you shudder with need, however it also gave you pause. With a start, you suddenly became very aware of exactly where this would lead if the two of you continued.

“We can’t do this here,” you said, a twinge of panic in your voice. Your confidence from earlier was wavering.“Someone might see us.”

Even as you spoke you knew your protest was half hearted. Your mind was led astray by the feeling of Spy’s lips now upon your neck, trailing along the sensitive flesh up to your jaw until his mouth was on yours once again. Those gentle yet firm kisses were enough to convince you to go along with it without any words needing to be spoken.

“God damn it,” You muttered with no real venom behind your words. The truth was you were more than a little eager to bring a bit of risk into the equation, but that didn’t mean you weren’t going to blame Spy if the two of you got caught. “I swear, if anyone sees us-”

“No one will see us, my love. Like you said, they are otherwise occupied.” He reassured you, sounding far too confident for his own good, especially considering the two of you were literally in a hallway. Even here, you could hear the faint bustle of the crowd in the nearby event hall, but you were rapidly losing the ability to ignore your own need, and something told you that Spy would never risk someone else seeing you in any state of debauchery. He had often made it clear that this was a sight for him and him alone, which gave his words some credence.

You sighed, fully giving in as you began to tug up on the hem of Spy’s balaclava. “Well, if we're really doing this, the least you could do is let me see your face.”

Something you could only identify as panic flashed across Spy’s face, but only for a moment. His expression returned to its usual smugness, although a bit more tense than before. You found his hesitancy amusing.

“What’s wrong?” You asked with a coy grin. “You seemed so sure we wouldn’t get caught earlier.” Spy opened his mouth as if to speak before closing it again, as if he was trying to find the right words. You watched him glance nervously down the hall and your attitude softened. “Hey, it’s fine if you don’t want to. I was just teasing,” you said. However, Spy shook his head, looking back at you with conviction.

“Non, it is only fair,” he said, taking your hand and guiding it up to his neck, letting your fingers slip beneath the hem of his balaclava. You carefully lifted it up over his face, going slow so as to not stretch the fabric and prepared to back away should he change his mind.

When it was finally off, you took a few moments to admire the sight. Spy was good looking with or without the mask, but seeing him unmasked offered its own unique appeal. For example, the slight bit of stubble that brushed against you when he leaned in to kiss you again, making you giggle as it tickled your skin, or the salt and pepper hair that you liked to run your fingers through, messy and tousled from being confined within the balaclava. It gave him a slightly disheveled look that was uncharacteristic of a man who usually took such pride in his appearance, and you found it incredibly attractive. You tugged at the locks of hair just hard enough to earn a few soft groans. Spy tilted his head back, and you took the opportunity to kiss along his neck as it was bared to you, eliciting even more sweet little sounds.

“You’re so handsome. I wish I could see you like this more often,” you sighed. He blushed at the compliment. With no mask to hide his face you could easily see the blood rushing to his cheeks. Spy was usually the one lavishing his partner with compliments as he ravished them, so when you switched the dynamic on him it could leave him flustered.

He didn’t respond, instead opting to hide his face in the crook of your shoulder. You chuckled softly, although your smugness melted away when he began to kiss your neck, moaning as he sucked hard at the sensitive skin. He knew how to seek out the most sensitive spots on your body and how to take full advantage of those areas, but you couldn’t let him get too carried away. Your fingers wove through his hair again, prying him off your neck.

“Spy, you can’t mark up my neck! We’re going to have to go back out there when we’re done, and I don’t exactly carry concealer with me,” you said, scowling slightly.

“Can you really blame me for wanting everyone to know that you’re mine?” Spy met your sour expression with a wide grin. “I can imagine it now, everyone else out there in that ballroom, green with envy as they gaze upon you by my side, marked by my lips.”

You couldn’t help but lose yourself in the fantasy Spy painted, letting yourself get swept up in the erotic imagery of all those jealous gazes set upon you. Still, you managed to bring yourself back to reality just as Spy started to lean towards your neck again. “Behave yourself,” you whispered half heartedly.

Spy’s grin somehow widened further, quite reminiscent of a Cheshire Cat. However, he did listen to you, deciding to occupy himself with the hem of your dress rather than the flesh of your neck. “This fits you so nicely, ma chérie, and the length allows for such easy access as well,” he whispered, beginning to push the short skirt upwards.

You shivered slightly when the skirt was pushed up far enough for him to rub his fingers over your underwear. Suddenly you were very aware of how wet you were, and you knew Spy could tell, given that this was one of the rare occasions he decided to forgo his usual gloves. You were almost disappointed. You had a not-so-secret fondness for those gloves, but you knew his hands were serviceable enough with or without those leather garments, especially now, as he began to stroke your slit through the soaked fabric.

You barely suppressed a moan, biting your lip as Spy slid his hand into your underwear. Your skirt was bunched up around your waist now, leaving you exposed and at his mercy. Eventually he managed to pull your undergarments low enough that they dropped to the floor. You felt a jolt of apprehension again, glancing anxiously around the hallway until Spy soothed your worry away with a few gentle kisses to your forehead. He held you against him protectively, a silent promise that you were his. No matter how exposed you may have felt, only he was allowed to see you this way.

You were pushed back until you found yourself seated in a window sill, the velvet curtains of which were thankfully drawn shut. With gentle hands Spy coaxed your thighs apart. A soft whimper escaped you when he leaned into you and you felt his hard length still trapped within the confines of his slacks pressing against your cunt.

“Can you feel that?” Spy asked with a low groan, grinding against you. “Can you feel what you do to me?”

You didn’t answer, instead reaching forward and managing to unfasten the button on Spy’s slacks before he pushed your arms away, shaking his head and playfully scolding you. He pushed his slacks and briefs down just low enough to free his cock, slowly, watching the way your eyes lingered on every movement.

“This has always been a fantasy of mine,” Spy admitted, seeming unbothered by the needy moans he drew from you by simply running the length of his cock over your entrance. “To be so aroused that we can’t even wait to find somewhere private, to be desperate enough to take you despite the threat of being caught, it is exhilarating, non?”

You didn’t get the chance to answer before Spy thrust into you with one quick motion. Immediately you started to bite your lip, almost drawing blood in an attempt to muffle a loud moan into a mere whimper. Spy chuckled at your efforts, although even he couldn’t hide the shudder of pleasure that shook his body, or the quiet groan that slipped past his lips as he relished the feeling of you wrapped so nicely around him.

“Si belle,” he whispered, capturing your mouth in another kiss before you could ask what the words meant. He ran his tongue over your lips, the faint taste of blood indicating that you had indeed bitten your lower lip hard enough to break the skin. Spy set a steady pace, letting you warm up to him as he fucked you against the window sill. You clutched onto the velvet curtains in a similar fashion to how you would grasp onto sheets whenever the two of you did this back in the privacy of a bedroom. Here you had to be much more careful, assuring that you did not accidentally pull the drapes from the curtain rod in your passion. The commotion from that would certainly bring about some unwanted attention.

Speaking of commotion, a few well placed thrusts had you throwing your head back. Before you could silence yourself, a desperate keen was ripped from your throat. You needed more, and you couldn’t even begin to suppress a whine when Spy began to slow down. “Careful now, darling,” he warned. “We don’t want anyone to overhear us, do we?”

Your face somehow flushed even redder than it already was. For a moment, you had truly lost yourself in the pleasure. You hadn’t even realized how loud you were being, almost risking being overheard through the din of the partygoers. In fact, the party as a whole had seemed much farther away while you were lost in ecstasy. You tried to reel yourself in, clamping a hand over your mouth and muffling your moans into soft whimpers as Spy began to move again.

For someone who seemed so very concerned about being overheard, Spy only seemed to double his efforts to please you, thrusting much harder than before. His aim was quite deliberate as well, and you had to practically scream into your palm when he hit your sweet spot. Your legs came up to wrap around his waist when you felt yourself begin to tremble. The sensation of being so well fucked paired with the ever present threat of being caught had your adrenaline rushing. Your nerves seemed to be on fire, and that heat could only burn and build for so long until it overwhelmed you.

“Spy, I’m-” You took a risk, moving your hand to try to speak, only to clamp it over your mouth again before you could finish your sentence. Your eyes went wide as that fire finally overtook you, the pleasure claiming you and making you shudder and spasm against Spy’s body as you listened to him whisper soft praises into your ear.

“That’s it, my sweet girl. Mon Dieu, you feel so good clenching around me like this.” It was Spy who was now struggling to keep his volume down. He buried his face against your neck to muffle his breathy moans, reaching his peak with a few final, desperate thrusts. You went limp against his body, your head falling against his chest which rose and fell with heavy breaths. His fingers brushed through your hair, soothing you before he carefully shifted your weight so that you were once again leaning back against the window. The curtains draped around you and Spy couldn’t help but admire how perfectly the velvety embrace framed you in your post-orgasmic bliss.

He seemed loath to part with you, withdrawing from you slowly and letting his hands rest on your trembling thighs for a long while before he finally started to right his clothes. After a few moments he looked presentable once again. The distant ambience of the crowd was once again evident as they were no longer drowned out by half-muffled moans and the sound of skin against skin. You let out a sigh as you stood up, still shuddering as you pushed your skirt back down, smoothing out the wrinkles in the fabric to the best of your ability.

“Fuck, I really don’t want to go back out there. After all this, it seems so tedious,” you said. Honestly, now that you had been mercilessly fucked in the hallway of a public venue, how could you be expected to be content with returning to something as ordinary as a work banquet? Not to mention you were exhausted.

“Who says we need to return, ma chérie?” You turned to Spy with a curious look, leaning down to pick up the underwear you had left discarded on the floor, pulling them back up your legs before fixing your dress once again. It would have been quite embarrassing if you had happened to forget those.

“I doubt our boss would be pleased if we just disappeared,” you said, even though the two of you had technically already disappeared from the festivities- but you had been planning to come back, so in your opinion, it didn’t really count.

Spy glanced at his watch with a contemplative expression. “It is already close to midnight. I don’t think we will be terribly missed if we left a bit early,” he said, placing a hand on your lower back and guiding you down the hall. “As thrilling as this little tryst was, I would much rather take you somewhere where I could hear all those pretty sounds of yours loud and clear.”

If you could blush any harder than you already were, you would have. Spy escorted you on shaky legs towards the nearest exit as the implicit promise of a second round made you shiver in anticipation. So what if your boss was pissed? The oppurtunity to have Spy make you scream the way you deserved was more than enough incentive to get out of there as soon as possible.

[vyvesvi]

chuang asia (chuang 2024) has just announced their list of trainees! as usual someone made a quick facts thread for the 18+ girlies so here are some trainees i'll be watching based solely on vibes :)

my main picks at the moment are xueyao, yiyu, rjing, & akina, but i'm sure thing will shift, as they always do!

jessica (03) is a trainee under sole u entertainment, although it's unclear what her specialty is. i noticed her because she looks a bit more mature than is typical on these shows! ig: twinkletwinklejessica

zeng xueyao (01) is kinda my main pick right now, she was great on chuang 2020! it's always exciting when chuang trainees breathe lol

maliya (02) / maria - not much is known about her, but like jessica i like her vibe, we'll see though!

p.amp (02) / pam is an actress, not sure what her vocal/dance abilities are. i like her vibe! ig: ppammelar

yuan ke (03) deleted her ig lmfao but she went to shanghai musical theatre academy so im expecting Vocals. she's also done some modeling work which makes sense because she's gorgeous

pailiu (99) is a thai-vietnamese model & influencer who competed in Miss Thailand. not sure if she can sing or dance but she kinda slays anyways for now so let's see. ig: pailiuuur

anh sang (06) is a former sgo48 member. she plays piano & is an okay singer (like elyn she has a nice voice but likely minimal training). ig: nguyenlengocanhsang

yiyu (02) was on the great dance crew & is a confirmed member of A class (or whatever they're calling it this season). her dance videos are really great, it seems like popping is her specialty

r-jing (03) is a former sm trainee who left when aespa was finalized. she was on the voice kids & she's an amazing singer. ig: rjing_jeeranan

elynn (02) is a youtuber & influencer. she naturally has a really sweet voice but hasn't trained formally as far as i can tell. she plays the guitar & the piano though, which is cool. ig/yt: elynleonggg

ninnint (02) is a model & dancer. her singing voice is just okay but her vibe is so fun to me idky. ig: ninninttt

preemmy (04) is a model & a friend of p.amp's. idk what her performance experience is but she's sooo pretty idk. whoever styled her duting the pfp shot is an opp tho. she's also a huge fan of into1 so this myst be really exciting to her, lmfao. ig: p.preemmyy

akina (99) is the lead vocalist & main dancer of the jpop group faky! her vocals are fantastic and im looking forward to seeing how she does! i hope they never style her like in this profile again though 🙏 ig: akina_faky

ikema ruan (04) is the theme song center & competed on gp999. it'll be crazy if she has a miu arc (gp999 → theme song center (pdj s3) → in debut line for the whole show)

shye (02) is a singer & producer from singapore. i didn't know her before this but im really enjoying what im hearing from her! if i had to guess i'd say she's on this show for exposure since her style is a lot more alt leaning. since it introduced me to her though i guess the plot worked! ig: shye.mp3

pream (06) is a dancer and a confirmed member of A class. she was a member of the girl group celeste before they disbanded and she's currently under gmmtv record. based on celeste's only song she seems to be a rapper & a dancer. ig: im___.preme

the csr girlies need no introduction so i won't introduce them lmfao. i hope that this brings them some attention but i don't think any of them debuting would be good for their group tbh. don't really understand the decision but 🤷🏿‍♀️