#purple people eater presentation

[buntress]

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『 🍸｡⋆⊹ 』 ❝ Purple People Eater ❞

[PT :: Purple People Eater]

Any queer person who presents their gender through the colors black & purple! An alternative name & flag for the term taro boba tea because I don't like boba!

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[viaphni]

RUINED REALLTY SEASON THREE: CATALYST TRAILER ANALYSIS

I have to completely admit that the end of season 2 and its epilogue had me very hesitant for the way things are going, and I am still a little hesitant, but i DO BELIEVE THAT THEY ARE 1000% COOKING

First of all, that trailer was AMAZING!

The music, atmosphere, and cinematography were all done very very well (and great voice acting from Rinzler too)

But onto the actual trailer

It opens up on the results of the Soulstice's arrival, with Light alone, showing everybody's souls stolen away and their bodies on the ground. Light has lost it all. He immediately blames himself. It's also made apparent pretty quickly that Soullless is still present in some way, and is going to play a significant role again.

One of the first really interesting things to occur is Light taking the Soul Eater's weapon in his hands.

He stares at it for a moment before picking it up, the screen fading to black. But why would he be using his worst enemy's weapon? What benefit does it serve him? Mostly likely, I think it would have something to do with Soulless. Whether he likes it or not, Light now has a complete tie to the Soulstice itself. As he takes it, he says "And now, another threat is here..."

And Void's new reign of terror is displayed:

We are shown the Yellow Kingdom again, and the areas around it, completely overtaken by Darkness. Void must have taken complete control of the situation, as we just saw Seer with active dominance over their body in the epilogue. Maybe it was a defense mechanism to keep him alive after Corrupt's attack?

After these shots, we see what I think is the center tower of the kingdom—and there is a deep, bottomless pit surrounding it where the moat of lava once was.

It reminds me a bit of the castle entrance to the Depths from Tears of the Kingdom. Void might have something important down there.

A few more shots cycle through of the tower, and we see this—

The camera is descending into the chasm.

Next, we see a room maybe akin to some kind of lab?

It could also be a big machine. Somebody is standing there, but even with heightened exposure and brightness, it's hard to tell who it is. I'm sure it's Void, however, due to the chasm and darkness. This shot is really interesting, too--

--because it seems to be the view of the surface from this area underground. With heightened exposure, the walls look very machine-like.

Whether that or a lab, it clearly serves a primary purpose in Void's plans. (One of my first thoughts was likely a stretch, but I asked myself if it could be similar to the Soulstice--in the way that a machine was created to steal all souls, another would be created now to spread Darkness. Shadow Sabre did something similar in RQ.)

The next four shots emphasize what seems to be some of our new group of main characters.

We see the Purple Leader in his home. Him coming into the main cast will be very interesting, as I'm sure it will give us more opportunities to learn about the histories with people like the Sorcerer and Phantasia, strong links to the Soulstice. I'm sure this knowledge will be vital to the fight.

Now this next photo--I can't exactly tell what's going on here? It appears to be Corrupt's lab? When the exposure and brightness are edited, I can't see any details. But this is 1000% Corrupt is just is trust frfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfrfrffrfr Corrupt is alive

The shot then switches to an Indigo and an unidentifiable Aquamarine who seems to be imbued with light energy, given the white eye. I assumed this could be Aaron, but his soul got stolen. Who knows? The Indigo is the Doctor Indigo, I would think--given the coat and monocle, but he didn't have a design in Season 2, so I'm unsure. Both of these could be completely new characters.

And now, Dimension facing off with the Soulstice. It seems that Dimension will play a much bigger role now and actually put in the work for once. I guess that was his final straw? Or maybe the season will start and he will still show absolutely no concern.

A couple of interesting shots of Light and Soulless show up after this.

In a similar fashion to the Season 2 intro, Light walks towards the camera and glitches into his other forms, this one being Soulless. It only emphasizes his apparent new role in the season.

After this, we see a standoff between the main cast and the main opposition. Light, Professor, Dimension, Purple, and...a strange new variant of Assistant. It makes me think of the assistant robot from A Dark Soul, which was also themed around light. In the beginning of the trailer (and in the thumbnail), we only see the Assistant as a head. I guess he got repaired, and Light was a major factor playing in it.

I'd also like to point out how odd the new Sculk Steves look. They have gray streaks, like light energy. Since Corrupt was absorbed by the Soulstice, I imagine that the light crystal he held became of high use to the Soulstice, allowing it to power up these Steves like this.

The patterns on the ends of their limbs also look much bigger/brighter/saturated, or maybe its just the lighting--like soul flames instead of the typical sculk steve pattern.

The Steve standing above in the second picture catches my eye, though. It seems to be a "normal" being, and even appears to be holding something if you look closely.

Right by the head there. This figure is also standing closest to the Soulstice, so they must be important. Could it be Corrupt? Well if you watch a few more seconds--

Right there. We see Light fighting with who appears to be that figure. But that sword... We have seen that sword before!

Corrupt's sword.

We never saw Corrupt disappear when the Soulstice found him. It's more than probable that he simply could have just absorbed the light energy from him, used it to power up the sculk steves and other operations, and left Corrupt weakened. But what purpose would he have even leaving him alive? The Soulstice has everything it needs now, right?

Light found Toxin, too. And with a potion effect? He seems weakened. Perhaps Void has abandoned him and Light will team up with him? He already seemed to be cracking during his fight with Light in the forest where his prior identity as Soren was revealed. Is it finally time we get Soren back? Or will he still be evil?

The next few shots depict a battle between Light and Void, seemingly at his new base of operations. I'd put photos, but I'm almost out of space, and I want to keep this all in one post. Plus, there isn't a lot to analyze there.

The final shots of the trailer are some of my favorite ones.

There's a good bit to break down here.

We start out by seeing Light's cursed form, except his curse appears to have spread greatly. I've also just realized that he doesn't have his soul-afflicted eye in this form. Images of Purple Leader, Soulstice, Professor, Soulless, and Assistant are not surprising--we already know of their larger roles. I believe that's Corrupt again in the 5th shift. As for the 8th, I'm a bit confused. I don't think we know who this person is. However, the purple belt definitely brings up a few ideas, even if they're stretches. Could we meet a new Purple Steve--maybe even Phantasia?? I doubt that's the case, as it seems pretty outlandish. The Yellow Leader being present actually makes a lot of sense as well. His Darkness should give him resistance to the Soulstice.

BUT, I'm really focusing in on those last three. Louis, Cliff, and,, Seer.

We saw the Elites' souls taken. Clearly, they find their way back to the land of the living eventually (and with some sick new redesigns.) Louis doesn't change much, but Cliff appears to now be entirely a Light Steve. Which brings up another thought--if he is now 100% light, does this mean that he is completely purged of Darkness? Is his Shadow gone? Is his shadow the reason he had to become fully light?

And then there's Seer. There's no doubt that this is him. My friend @chaoticcyprus brought up this photo:

We saw this shot during the semi-finale when Void was battling the Soul Eater. The outfit aligns perfectly, except now his hood is down, and he seems to have been set free from whatever chains held him previously.

But how would Seer and Void separate? I assume it would have something to do with Corrupt's final blow on Void.

Corrupt dealt an absolutely MASSIVE amount of power onto his opponent. I'm sure that the sheer amount of light energy could be enough to somehow split Void and Seer apart. It would explain Void's sudden spike in power and authority that he seems to have in the next season.

As for any final thoughts,,, I can't think of much else for now.

But I'm looking forward to hearing what everyone else has to say, and also what the team presents for Catalyst!

[ink-casket]

gwuh hi there fren…. Could we request a Goat from COTL pack plez..? /nf!!!

there’s a stupid lil fragment dude that’s trying to form as them but is havin some troublez..

:”3

Requested pack ᯓ★

Goat Cult Of The Lamb

// keep in mind headmates may not form exactly like the pack! //

Names: Goat, Ivory, Damien, Noire, Nes, Hel, Yama (I apologize for the normal names, I’m shit at names and can only thing of sounds/objects/colors when it comes to anything)

Titles: The Cult Leader, (prn) Who Controls, (prn) Who Attacks, The Dark Overseer, The BloodShedder, The Tiny Ram

Source: Cult Of The Lamb

Age: 5000-7400

Pronouns: Pier/Pierce/Pierces, Spe/Spear/Spears, Knife/Knifes/Knifeself, Death/Deaths/Deathself, Cult/Cults/Cultself, Control/Controls/Controlself, Sneak/Sneaks/Sneakself, Crush/Crushs/Crushself, Leader/Leaders/Leaderself, Betray/Betrays/Betrayself, Wrong/Wrongs/Wrongself, Anon/Anons/Anonself, Threat/Threats/Threatself, Harm/Harms/Harmself, Hunt/Hunts/Huntself, 💢/💢s/💢self, ⛓️‍💥/⛓️‍💥s/⛓️‍💥self, ♣️/♣️s/♣️self, 🗝️/🗝️s/🗝️self, 👁️/👁️s/👁️self (Pier personally dislikes He/She/They pronouns for Controlself, so Crush avoids it at all cost)

Genders: Genderanon, Viosalimi, Purple People Eater, Purplepresentic, Vampirething, Vampstoneric, Weaponized, Gunscopegender, Liveweaponic, Th?ng

Sexualities: Objectum (Axes or just heavy/long weapons), Demiromantic, Male-leaning bisexual

Roles: Attacker, Voidmate, Stutter holder, Reality checker, Warden, Abditior,

Likes: Certain people (friends, family, etc), Weapons, Being seen as something other than human, Self deprecating jokes, Biting things, Picking other people up, Video recorders, Certain gameplay videos, Elevator music

Dislikes: Kat (iykyk), Taking care of spearself, Brushing out tangled hair, Textured food (Like oatmeal), Being disagreed with, Friends or other being attacked

Extra appearances: A large scratch over + Blind in the right eye (sometimes wears an eyepatch), A giant purple robe with dark purple details, Neckpiece covered in bones and dangling bones from belt, Long curly tangled black hair, 3 eyes, Large black crown with purple eye, Giant curled horns and large fluffy ears, Large fangs, Bright purple eyes, Eye bags

Extra info: When in front Control tends to puff out Threats chest to appear bigger, Hunt presents Leaderself as a weapon to the system, attacks whenever Betray feels antagonized, Stands on wrongs toes whenever in front to look like ram legs and give sneak extra height

Faceclaims:

Drew started making this (Aka just inputting what we’re supposed to do) and then.. left. So. But I hope this is good enough, we actually really like cult of the lamb so this gave us some ideas of what to do. Also psst. Hey moot. It scares the living shit out of us when you like our stuff but it’s very funny to see. Also I think we may split from this so. Fuck.

Requests are open! ᯓ★

Inbox — What can you request?

[silent-littles-blog]

It’s me again! (@/thetinyblossom)

Could I please have some Elphelt Valentine regressor HC’s? Thank you sm!!!

- Blossom 🌸

ELPHET VALENTINE (GUILTY GEAR) | REGRESSOR HCS

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GOOD DAY FAVORITE MUTUAL, I present you my best attempts to hc this character! I love what she looks like. She gives off clumsy vibes. I also learned a little about her from my boyfriend.

🐰 • Absolutely mama/dada/cg's girl, she is clingy, very whiny and noisy. She can't be without her cg for even a minute.

🍡 • Speaking of noisiness, she does a few animal vocals and squeaks. She says a few sentences too though, especially when irritated.

🍨 • Probably regresses to 4-6 years old. She probably loves onesies, specifically ones with bunny ears or unicorn looking ones.

🐰 • Loves drawing and other activities! Running around and visiting the playground. She prefers the zoo over aquariums probably. She is very clumsy but doesn't whine much over getting bruised. Though she can sure leave her cg panicked with how purple her knees and elbows are!!

🍡 • Loves soft textures, hates crunchy textures. She isn't a picky eater, but prefers sweet foods and would want to eat pasta, mashed potatoes and stuff over meat. She likes a few veggies absolutely.

🍨 • Loves singing and dancing? Maybe

🐰 • I can't help but think that she is very bratty and would get into a problem just because she wants her cg to help her and give her all the attention. She's like an angel when sleepy, she gets very cuddly and needy.

🍡 • Is probably bossy at times, esp if she regresses to older ages.

🍨 • Loves sibbies! But is more reassured if her cg is nearby, though, sibbies help her focus on interacting with other people than just being glued to her cg.

🐰 • Probably has that kid plastic guitar and loves bath crayons.

[afaithfulfollower]

The Saviour Girl - Chapter One

“Little pig, little pig, let me in!” 

Dread became the massacre of hope when the people of Alexandria heard Negan knocking on their gate. They had power; power that Alexandria couldn't deny, therefore they were compelled to do as they were told – lest they all be lined up on their knees and be executed. 

Rick Grimes, the leader of Alexandria, was frozen in shock; rage and fear creating a mixture of confliction that interfered with his sense of logic. He didn't expect Negan to show up at his doorstep so early, especially after forcing them into submission at the line up not too long ago. Rick never wanted to kill somebody so badly in his entire life, and yet, with all that anger and fury built inside, it caused Rick to tremble when the other part of him wanted to keep his people alive. Preserving his rage was something Rick wasn't sure he could control, but it was the only way to ensure that he could avenge Glenn and Abraham. 

As the afternoon sun shone down on Alexandria from the north, a figure's silhouette was cast onto the old, rusty gate and the cover that prevented any hungry eyes from straying at the gate for too long. In this case, it was much worse than flesh-eaters. 

It was the Saviors, coming to take what they wanted. 

As the gate was opened, the silhouette became visible, where a man wearing a leather jacket, holding a barbed wire bat, stood on the other side, with a grin spreading from ear to ear. Negan, the king of the Saviors, felt even happier once he saw Rick and the rest of Alexandria gathered around on the other side of the gate to witness him ruling over them, by making an unexpected appearance to ensure that he had them by the leash. 

“What do you want?” Rick curtly asked after he was asked to open the gate for Negan and his troops. 

“Well, good afternoon to you too, Rick. I thought we would pay you a little visit and take some weight off your shoulders.” Negan greeted him with much enthusiasm. “You see, last night, I was in my room, thinking about what was missing. Was it a fancy chair? No. Was it a nice portrait of George motherfucking Washington? Hell no. I was thinking… more guns. And you know what you have, Rick? More goddamn guns that we need, and you don't. But on my way here, I realized, ‘shit, my people need stuff too, so I'll ask Rick to let me have half of his shit.’ ” 

Rick noticed the delivery trucks that were part of the convoy. Those trucks were driven deeper into Alexandria, where the Saviors began to pillage most of what Alexandria owned. Negan then ordered Rick to give him a tour of Alexandria, to which Negan promptly led them around while Rick was tasked with looking after Lucile – Negan's bat, named after his late, first wife.

Saviors were seen carrying couches, chairs, boxes of goods and guns out to their trucks. 

“Anything else you want to take from us?!” Someone shouted, sniding incredulously. 

A girl with long, brown hair had been standing out on the street, irately watching the Saviours as they took some stuff from her house. She could do nothing, as she had already voiced her disapproval of them taking anything they wanted. One Savior even had the audacity to mock her for having balloons. 

Another girl who was present in transporting goods into the trucks, had stopped for a moment, where both girls locked eyes. She mentally noted the undeniable beauty of the brunette, and the sparkle of her jade orbs. The Savior glanced down at the girl's arms where they were folded underneath her breasts, where she noticed in particular, an intriguing purple, blue and pink bracelet. 

Upon realizing that she was staring at her bracelet and possibly wanted it for herself, the green-eyed girl dropped her arms and hid her bracelet arm behind her back. Her features hardened, determination settling in to ensure that she didn't lose the one thing that meant a lot to her. 

“Hey,” a stray, masculine voice called. 

A man looking five foot ten in height, approached the two girls, specifically eyeing the resident.

“You got somethin’ she wants,” said the man. 

The brunette’s mouth parted slightly, her eyes darting back to her bracelet, then back up to his menacing gaze. 

“No. It’s mine. I’m not letting you take it.” She argued, putting her foot down firmly to let them know she would not allow them to oppress her like they did with Alexandria. 

“I wasn’t asking. Take. It. Off.” 

She knew there was no point in arguing, so while she remained unscathed, she hastily took off her bracelet out of frustration and she extended her hand out to him. Emotions started to swell within her when the bracelet was snatched from her palm, which seemingly amused the taller Savior, in comparison to the younger one, who felt remorseful for even looking her way. 

“Good girl,” said the man as he resumed filling the truck with goods. 

A shiver ran through the girl’s body as his words carried discomfort. When she realised that the other girl was still standing there, holding her bracelet, she tightened her jaw and spun on her heels so that her back was to her, and she stormed off. 

Not long after, the Saviors had finished taking from the residents of Alexandria and they began to leave to head back to the Sanctuary, but only after they willfully did as Negan ordered, which was to burn everything they'd stolen. 

The girl who'd been robbed of her bracelet had been grumpy for the rest of the day. Even those who called her friend, noticed her attitude, but were unsuccessful in cheering her up. To avoid any more undesired attention, the girl waited a while before she snuck out of her house and headed to find a specific wall where she could climb over. 

Her hands were barely sore from the climbing, as she'd become used to doing it so often – almost on a regular basis. Once she was on the other side, she dropped down with care and made off in a jog to a secret spot, where she had comic books and the like, scattered around for her to read while time flew past. 

She sat down on a log and picked up a comic book and read it. A hollow tree to her left kept her company; offering shelter should any stray walkers wander too closely. On said tree, was a message carved, which read, ‘Enid was here’. 

Enid, which was the name of the girl sitting on the log, became oblivious to the world around her. Reading comic books was her refuge and solace, as well as a reminder of a time before the apocalypse. Once upon a time, she treated others coldly, not daring to attract any fondness to those whom she was terrified of losing; which was the case after she lost her parents who died right in front of her. 

Now eighteen and alone, Enid had nothing left. Not even the bracelet her parents got for her for her sixteenth birthday. 

Emotions came crashing in like a tidal wave on Enid, causing a disruption of attention on the slightly worn paper book in her hands. Her bottom lip quivered, hands trembling with a frightening might as the book rattled in her hands. Sobs broke out from her mouth as she found it extremely difficult to hold it together any longer; she gave on almost immediately and Enid cried, wishing that she still had her parents, or at the very least, wished that she'd died with them. 

After some time, Enid managed to compose herself. Her glassy eyes took notice of where the sun was through the trees. With a rough estimate on what time it was, Enid wiped her tears and made her return to Alexandria before anyone could get suspicious or worried. 

While the world had gone to shit, Alexandria had managed to maintain some semblance of normalcy through electricity that enabled the good people of Alexandria to use appliances, lights, and other utilities. Even when others had access to such things, everyone often gathered into other people’s houses to celebrate every week, every month, their surviving the apocalypse. 

But things have changed, again… 

Enid silently climbed down from the wall and dropped to the ground. She looked at the front gate, where she noticed Father Gabriel, the town priest, standing guard, staring aimlessly at the dark and the indiscernible road. He held a Bible in his hand, hoping that he could reach out to God for hope.

Nobody was around to catch Enid sneaking in, which relieved her as she snuck across the street towards her home. 

As she came up towards the steps of her porch, Enid spotted something hanging from the door handle. Her brows furrowed, knitting a confused expression, as she approached the door and withdrew the object that was left there. 

“My bracelet…” Enid gasped. 

Even though she had no reason to, Enid looked over her shoulder to see if she could catch anybody spying on her interacting with her remitted personal item. A smile ghosted her lips, forming an illicit reaction of both doubt and relief; happiness for having her bracelet restored, but also skepticism towards the Savior that returned said bracelet. 

Were they all as bad as she heard, or did some still have part of their humanity still intact? 

[milkboygames]

Genre Non-Specific TTRPG Items To Fuck With Your Players Pt 2

The Cup of Infinite Liquid: This cup holds an infinite amount of liquid! It never empties! You can drink and drink forever! (The catch is that the liquid is mayonnaise. Nothing else. Only mayonnaise. Also there is no lid so it will also spill forever)

Purple Wisdom: A small purple trinket that gives you cryptic answers when asked questions. (It will give extremely cryptic answers, but it will also turn you purple when you hold it. You are now being hunted by the one eyed one horned flying purple people eater)

Charm of Future Sight: a pocket watch sized charm with a screen on it. When the button is pressed it will show you the future (It shows the future of a the few moments after it was pressed, so it essentially just shows the present)

[repurposedmeatlocker]

hey!! 6, 8, & 10 for the record ask

6. Favorite single in your collection? I would have to say my serious answer is my "I Saw the Light"/"Marlene" single by Todd Rundgren, and my ironic answer is "The Purple People Eater"/"I Can't Believe You're Mine" single by Sheb Wooley.

8. Artist/Band whose records you buy the most? Ok this is a tricky one. While technically I would say the records who I have the MOST completed collection of are Crosby Stills & Nash, Yes, and The Moody Blues. I didn't actually BUY these records (I received them either for free from giveaways/a pile that was being thrown away in my apartment or, in the case with Yes, I got them as presents for Christmas). I would say most of the time when I buy records the artists I choose vary on what I am actually able to find.

10. Last Record You Bought? the self titled debut by It's a Beautiful Day! Wanted to have it for a long while, not just because of the music but because the cover is so gorgeous!

[hyuccubus]

Happy STS! Seasons are changing. Tell me how one or more of your characters would react. Are they dressing cozy? Obsessed with everything pumpkin? Have they been prepping for Halloween since last year?

Whew, many characters to dream up feelings about this. Sounds like fun, though! All the characters are from Target Practice

Swift: It's been a while since Swift got invested in the spirit of the season. He's not a curmudgeon, he just longs for the most important aspect of the holidays; a complete, happy, content family. He's more of a "go with the flow" sort of celebrator over the course of the novel as it happens. "Oh, you're making hot chocolate? I'd love a cup. No, no, don't bring it over, I'll get up." "Oh, we're carving pumpkins? No, I know I didn't bring one, I'll just watch everyone else. Here, let me get your pumpkin guts out of the way." "Oh, we're decorating for Halloween? I'll get up on the ladder to put up the spider webs." He has a habit of giving himself the undesirable tasks, on the one hand to make sure no one else gets it, but also so everyone knows he's reliable.

(I understand you, Swift)

Patches: Oh my GOD there's so much to do, we have to take in every single aspect of this season while it's around, we can actually be outside most of the day and not want to die! We gotta stop by that food stall that only opens during the autumn in the park, they have those pumpkin spice cake pops!!! Plays in the park auditorium at dusk, community trick or treat events, Rocky Horror Picture Show midnight screenings! THE WORLD IS OUR OYSTER!

Ira: Ira would rather die than admit this to present company, but she adores the holidays. Like a metronome, she has drifted from one pole to the other due to past traumas. She will suppress holiday cheer in order to avoid the disappointment that comes with knowing she can't celebrate them with her birth family, but about a week before the big day, she'll swing to the other extreme, guzzling hot toddies and making spooky ghost cookies, forcing the entire group to share ghost stories (much to Specs and Rat's chagrin). She can't help herself.

Lumo: Lumo's all about tradition. It can seem like he's limiting his fun to an itinerary, but structure is fun to him.

"We're decorating cookies at 11, then we're going to the pumpkin patch at 2:00 to pick one that we like, and the appointment is at two sharp, so we're leaving at 1:15, and then when we get back, we're going to carve them right away, 'cause otherwise they'll just be sitting around. I have a playlist I've already made, all the greats, Monster Mash, Flying Purple People Eater, the classics. Then we'll roast the seeds, which will be done in time for a double feature of Nightmare Before Christmas and Wendell and Wild, and it's going to be amazing and no one is going to complain."

Gharial: Gharial, like the eternal cinnamon bun he be, gets into the Halloween spirit the moment the first leaf changes color. Pumpkin spice lattes, sweaters, watching Hocus Pocus on repeat, and tormenting Rat with matching costume ideas. Families might change, but holidays are always there, and rather than live in the past, Gharial prefers the prospect of making new memories with the people he loves right now.

Rat: Guys, can't we slow down with the decorations?

...I didn't say I didn't want to help put them up.

Specs: Wake me up on Halloween night. I am dressing as Oracle from Batman. That is all.

Bruja: The perfect celebration buddy. Down for whatever, whenever. Haunted Forest? I'm gonna make the chainsaw clown laugh. Hayride? I'll bring the blankets! Movie marathon? I've already got popcorn in the microwave. Since Specs and Bruja are together so often, Specs is often along for the ride, though it's less to do with the spirit of the season than it is the blood of the covenant.

Thanks for the ask, Tori! Even after ten years, I'm learning new things about my characters every day.

[winsoongi]

hai i am not saying this a joke or anything I genuinely want to see every answer for that oc game :)

[ask game]

YESSSSSSSS HELL YEAH

I'm gonna do these for seonjin bc i'm thinking about him. here is a sneak peak at his new design also:

answers under the cut bc there are a lot

I typically associate seonjin with the color purple, though in character i doubt he cares much about it. typically he wears a lot of blacks, dark blues and greys.

Seonjin would like hard rock, though he's adamant that anything written after 2000 is trash. he would never admit this, but he also listens to a lot of NELL and other tearjerker kpop. I don't know about his favorite song, but I associate him with sabotage by the beastie boys

As for weapon of choice, seonjins weapon in Ad Terra is a revolver, but he never uses it because he doesn't have many bullets. Seonjin believes he can outwit or avoid other people (and zombies) 99% of the time so he doesn't feel the need to weigh himself down carrying a big weapon. If push comes to shove though, he thinks the revolver's intimidation factor should be enough.

Seonjin is resourceful in some ways and just refuses to try in others. he's stubborn about not knowing how to build things, mend clothing, etc. but he's survived on his own for a long time so he knows how to meet his needs.

In Ad Terra, seonjin favors practicality and freedom of movement over anything else, but in normalverse he's definitely more of an aesthetic guy. he owns WAY too many shoes. he doesn't have an interest in fashion though, it's more of a status thing for him.

Again, how seonjin wears his hair differs in normalverse vs. Ad Terra. In normalverse he has a stylish and very well maintained haircut, but in Ad Terra he bleaches his hair and basically has a mullet. go figure.

He likes orcas and narwhals he thinks they're cool as hell

Seonjin's only nickname is his gamer tag, PRinCe. He didn't choose it for any strong reason, he just thought it sounded good and he thought it would be cool to change it to, like, King or something when he made a name for himself

His favorite food is ribs prepared absolutely any way. He's definitely a picky eater, he hates fish and anything fishy. Tragically he is also lactose intolerant.

Seonjin does not wear jewelry, but he does think it'd be cool to get his ears pierced at some point. He likes gold more than silver but I don't think he has a favorite gem other than "most expensive."

What he has in common with me? hmmm. we both play offtank and try to live in the present, i guess. he's different in that he is... ruthless isn't quite the right word, but he is goal-oriented to the extreme and actively tries not to be approachable. I think i'd get along with him better than with most of my other ocs, but we wouldn't be close.

He's been around for... what, 3 years now? His original concept was very loose and I don't remember when he really started to carve himself out. I haven't decided on a birthday for him yet, but he was born in '99. As for what he thinks about celebrating birthdays, he'd say it isn't really important to him but he definitely cares.

Seonjin is a native korean speaker and also speaks english very fluently!

He's, like, fine with numbers and he'd be better if he tried, but he doesn't really care about math

His family is just him, his parents, and his paternal grandparents. When he was growing up it was just him and his parents, but after he left to compete in the US his parents moved in with his grandparents. In Ad Terra, he lives by himself, but he doesn't stay anywhere too long.

Seonjin doesn't have pets, but he's always wanted to get a hamster and thinks they're the perfect animal.

He spent most of his summers/free time gaming, and the rest of it working at a relative's store.

Seonjin doesn't care if someone lies or steals (and does so often himself), but killing is WAY too far. Generally, his main priority is survival and he understands when others lie to or steal from him to do the same

Seonjin gets angry very easily, but he's very good at taking a deep breath, pushing it aside, and not letting his emotions control him. Notable exceptions are when his past as a booster is brought up as a gotcha or when someone (nyangi) goes too far.

Seonjin cannot drive and will never learn. public transit sweep!!!!!

His favorite place to be is at home. He doesn't get to come back often (or at all in Ad Terra), so he misses it a lot.

Seonjin's sleep is segmented and he usually wakes up a few times throughout the night. he prefers to take short naps as opposed to long sleeps.

His voice is gentle and he typically speaks casually. He's on the low end of the tenor spectrum? I think he could sing if he wanted to, but he never does.

Seonjin does not have any creative hobbies, but he'd find woodcarving fun if he tried it out.

His eyesight is like, fine, but his hearing is a bit below average. he makes up for this by having REALLY good intuition.

seonjin is super agile! he's quick on his feet and very flexible.

(changing this to favorite game instead of favorite sport for obvious reasons) he plays Fantasy Overwatch professionally, but seonjin's all time favorite game is Fantasy Quake

Seonjin shows he cares by like. keeping an eye out and going out of his way to be helpful to them. as for how he shows he dislikes someone... he doesn't care. if he doesn't like them, they're a fly buzzing in his ear, nothing more.

the element i associate him with is fire, but in my superpower AU he's got earth magic for plot reasons LMAO

I don't think he smells like anything particular. just very neutral

Seonjin likes receiving gifts, but he never knows what to do with them because generally he's already gotten himself whatever he needs. he really hates giving gifts because he assumes other people are the same and also don't like novelties (but he gives them anyways if its socially required). his ideal gift? a gift card to his favorite restaurant. he doesn't think anyone pays attention to him or what he likes/dislikes, so someone taking the time to figure that out would mean a lot to him.

odd habbits? not really... he's laser focused on his goals and doesn't care to do anything but work towards them.

How my other characters would describe him... most of them would describe him as hardworking and amicable, but more standoffish and forgettable than anything else. nyangi on the other hand would say he's a manipulative spiteful sonofabitch. sale would say the same thing as everyone else, but add that they feel sorry for him.

seonjin would describe himself as someone who never gives up and who's stronger than anyone else believes he is. he prides himself on his intuition and work ethic.

In normalverse, Seonjin returns home as much as he can (which isn't often). In Ad Terra? he can't return home, and in more ways than he thinks.

[leogichidaa]

Not only do Sirius and Bellatrix occasionally act as if Rabastan didn’t get arrested with Bella, but those two once got Rodolphus to join in on the chaos, claiming his brother was nowhere to be found that day. The other Death Eaters were speechless and Rabastan’s face turned purple (everyone pretends not to see Bellatrix handing Sirius two galleons because they bet on which color his face would turn). Make it funnier, the Order is present too and even though Sirius does not get along with his family, they’re chaotic and will band together about that (and then go right back to dueling); the Order is watching Sirius and Bellatrix deny Rabastan was even around just to annoy the guy, and wow do they feel bad for anyone who had to deal with them as kids, that must have been a nightmare

Listen, there's a reason that nobody gave too much pushback against the idea that Sirius was a Death Eater and it's not because people witnessed him blowing up a street or because Dumbledore told everyone Sirius was the Potters' Secret Keeper, it's because they've all seen him in a room with his family and thought "wow, could have easily went the other way with him, huh?"

Rodolphus takes it to the next level and says that he actually doesn't have a brother and he doesn't know who this man is or how he got to Azkaban, but he certainly wasn't there with him and Bellatrix. No, Barty is like a little brother to him because he never had a real brother. Rabastan cries about it for weeks.

[the-storyteller-and-her-soldiers]

Shadow Bringers: A Different Fate

Okay, so I'm still in the SHB expansion, and let me tell you it's given me a ton of ideas! This is one to make it slightly more light-hearted than one it is! But hopefully, I can convey it all where it makes sense but also not spoil it for those who may want to playthrough it blind! Beware either ahead:

So my s/i was sent to the world of the First to deal with the Flood of Light, while the scions handle the ongoing combat with the Garleans.

It's great for a while, I help many people as I learn how Sin Eaters work.

The common folk comes to view me as a beacon of hope during these never-ending days since I am proof that they can be killed without becoming one.

But not everyone is pleased about the destruction of the beasts, specifically the town of lavish splendor: Eulmore.

I'm lured there by peasants who live defenselessly outside the city, those who are impoverished and frail.

It wasn't their fault and they were happy for my help but they didn't help when Eulmore's military ambushed, overwhelmed, and subdued me.

I'm itching for a fight, to cast fires so hot Ifrit's embers are lukewarm, to tear my scythe through each and every one of these purple pricks. But I know if I die, then the people will have naught when it comes to aiding.

So I'm brought before an abomination worse than the sin-eaters, the mayor of Eulmore: Vauthry.

He's appalled I'd slaughter such beauty and makes it clear he wants to kill me. Yet he sure loves to massage his own ego, and that presents me with a chance for a proposition.

I put on the act that I'm blinded and have been brought to the light and that keeping me alive as a servant would do more to stop others who walk in my footsteps than if I were killed and made into a martyr.

He's hesitant, but as I continue to praise him and present myself as submissive, he comes around.

So I've become a bonded citizen in full service to Lord Vauthry. I'm stripped of my weapons, forced to wear aether inhibitors specially made to stop my black magic, and stripped of my armor.

The job is disgusting and humiliating, even if I am little more than a maid decadent in jeweled dresses...

When I'm not serving, I am shoved in a cell with a young girl named Minfilia.

We bond thoroughly, with me taking the brunt of harassment from Vauthry and his general. While I try to help her focus these powers that she doesn't understand...

Though one day we hear about an Elf with snow-white hair who's become a painter to a noble, and I know I'm no longer the only foreign ally here.

This lets me concoct a plan for Minfilia to escape, to go find him and my other allies.

She is wary, encouraging I go since I am more proficient in stealth and battle. But I deny this, knowing that the outrage will be too great for the girl to handle alone.

So one 'night' when the guards are sparse, mainly enjoying the strip clubs or the markets, I enact my plan.

We get the guard to come over by acting like I'm in horrendous pain.

When he opens the door I cast Glare and a stone spell to blind and knock him unconscious. (Thank the Twelve for white magic and elementals)

I insist Minfilia wears their clothes and just walks out. She begs me to go with her, but I need to keep this guard quiet but alive. So it's only her.

It's only hours before the whole military and Vauthry is in a panic. Not to mention I was right, their outrage was immense.

After several beatings, interrogations, and public humiliations later Vauthry has had his 'fun' with me and decides that he'll make a show of me through public decapitation!

I only pray that Minfilia has made it to the Crystarium and my friends to tell them the plan.

Luckily she did, and although a bit thrown off, they make haste to Eulmore to rescue me.

I'm brought before Lord Vauthry dressed in chains and rags, shoved to my knees, and made to bow before their Lord. Many citizens stand in horror and feigned pleasure as Vauthry has some guards present my scythe to the crowd.

This is a show just like any other, and Vauthry soaks in the attention and worship from those around him.

I put on my final act pleading that I don't know where the girl went and was truly put up to this. I'm kicked again in response.

Vauthry makes me an example, listing everything I've done wrong to the brainwashed nobles. He also has to go on and on about what a savior he is.

If I didn't have such a wish to live: I'd beg for him to chop my head off already.

But luckily during his monologue, Alphinaud and Allisae make their way through the crowd. Thancred, Y'shtola, and Urianger aren't too far behind.

Allisae holds off the guards while her brother heals my wounds and gets the chains.

I yell for my scythe, which one of the guards is clumsily swinging around, while Alphinaud begins to also get into the battle.

Thancred is all too eager to be at my back, and for a second I don't recognize him from when we last met.

Now it's an all out war between us, the guards, and the sin eaters that appeared to be Vauthry's pets. Yet the lord himself remains immobile.

This pisses me off since not only is he pompous but his monologue has become a child's temper tantrum. Not to mention, I'm enraged by everything else he did to me and Minfilia.

So I go straight to him and give the beheading that everyone gathered here to see.

Whispering as my scythe digs into the thick flab of his neck, "You really shouldn't lose your head..."

And it lobs off... Instead of blood and gore, his body transforms into a mass of primordial light and enters my body.

The townsfolk, the guards, and even the few living sin eaters go silent. While I plop into the plush pillows he used as a throne...

Y'shtola looks at me with narrowed eyes while Alphinaud, Allisae, and Thancred stare on with wide eyes.

I stare back, unphased. But figure that it's time to get out of here as darkness falls over Eulmore and the sin eaters flee.

I feel fine, but the rest of my allies feel it's best to stick close to me...

I did this because I've always wanted a scene where I get beheaded and felt like this over history homework... Will this sub-AU go further? Maybe....

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[macncindy]

Presenting The Purple People Eater! She's finally done. A million thanks going out to Tom Finch at Finch Adaptive Fabrication. While built as an URSA 4, she is unofficially a "multi-Sport Chair. Tough enough for WCMX (gentle ramps, caŕving gentle inclines) I'm old ya'll (45), basketball, and the outdoors but smooth and classy enough for daily use. She's gorgeous a lever drive system, disc brakes, custom forks with soft roll casters, a Carbon Fiber backrest. I can't wait till she comes home to me. Thanks a million @finchv314 https://www.instagram.com/p/Cnlhjsgridr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[leejafythe]

Dancer and the Lightwardens: Chapter 2

Welcome to the Crystarium - Originally posted here

Going through the veil between worlds, Leeja wasn’t sure what to expect. She wasn’t expecting to be met by memories of her travels, the people she had met and those she had failed. It stung, but there was nothing she could do about it. Soon, a bright light enveloped her and everything went white. When she next opened them again, her head throbbed and her body, but the sky above her blazed brightly and the trees around her were purple. Where in the seven hells am I? She stood up, trying to shake away the migraine that started to develop and looked around. She wasn’t sure what to expect, but she certainly wasn’t expecting to see the Crystal Tower standing proudly in the distance. She made her way toward it, looking around at the purple tress around her. The only person she saw was a travelling merchant who had informed her that it had been over 100 years since the flood of Light had happened. There were no stars, no moon. No night. He directed her toward the tower - the direction she had been going anyway - and the city named the Crystarium. 

Being stopped just before the gate came as no surprise to her, only when asked where she hailed from, she didn’t know how to answer. She answered “the Source?” as a confused answer and the viera blocking her path shakes her head and tells her she won’t be allowing Leeja entry to the city for ‘lying.’ When the viera pulled out her chakrams, Leeja let her fingers hover over her own until she watched the woman take out a white creature. “Is everything alright, Captain?” “Quite alright, my lord. Just a stray sin eater, and a weak one at that.”  “I see. Weak or not, we should be on the lookout for more.” Leeja’s eyes narrowed ever so slight at the appearance of the mysterious newcomer. “But I see you’ve met my guest. I will escort her to the Crystarium myself… If you’ve no objections?” “Another one of your mysterious friends, is it? I should have known. Very well. I’ll inform the others your guest is to be given the run of the city.” She looked over at Leeja. “Pray forgive my less-than-cordial welcome. May the rest of your stay with us be a pleasant one.” And with that, Leeja left with the hooded man.  After plenty of getting lost, taking the wrong turn or going back on herself, Leeja finally finished learning the lay of the land and found herself back in the plaza in front of the Crystal Tower where the Exarch awaited her return. “You've done as I requested, and learned something of the world in which you find yourself. Now it's time I fulfilled my half of the bargain, and explained what has befallen your comrades.” “Just like that? Then… G’raha Tia is…?” She looked at him with hope. It devastated her to see him lock himself away, now she has the chance of potentially seeing him again? “...I am not familiar with that name. Is there something I should know?” Her heart dropped and a flash of sadness caught his eye. “Oh… No, it’s nothing. He was a friend, you see. He locked himself in the tower to keep it in slumber and I thought you might have seen him. Just me getting my hopes up for nothing I suppose.” She shrugged her shoulders with disappointment but tried to smile, only for it to fail. “An extraordinary tale. But I'm afraid I found no such individual residing in the tower when it passed into my care. Mayhap we can revisit that mystery another time. For now, I think it best that we focus on the present.” He was sympathetic, but he was right. The current predicament was the most important thing to focus on now. “Of course, I’m sorry. You wanted to tell me of the Scions whereabouts?” Leeja looked at him as he nodded. They made their way into the tower and into a room called the Occular where he began to go through everything.

“Their arrival, however, was not as recent as you may imagine. Here, time flows at a different pace from that of the Source. In the space of a single hour in your home world, an entire year might pass in the First ─ and the reverse could also be true. The pace fluctuates without rhyme or reason, and it cannot be predicted. As for your companions, however... Y'shtola and Urianger have dwelled here for three winters all told, while Thancred's count stands at five.” Leeja tensed. It had been a few moons since they were called away here, to this mysterious shard. Five years? He had been here for five years?! “Are you alright? You look… Confused.” “No… Yes? Sorry, still overwhelmed at the fact he’s been here for five years.” Her brows furrowed together as the Exarch continued. “Alphinaud and Alisaie, have lived in the First for almost a year. My intention had been to summon only you, but the art of reaching across worlds has proven exceedingly difficult to master. Thus it was that my fumbling hand closed upon those to whom your fate is most closely bound as well.” He watched Leeja’s hands ball into fists. "Fumbling hand !? You stole them away right when we needed them! There is a damn war happening and we need all of them! I don’t care if you had brought just me over, but the fact you took them first before you even got close to me has caused all sorts of hells!” Leeja’s breathing was ragged as she did her best to calm herself. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to snap. But it doesn’t change my mind on this.” “I understand. However, they were not the object of my summons...their transference was...incomplete. Though they may appear to possess corporeal bodies, they are, in truth, merely spirits that one can see and touch.” That made it even worse. She felt nauseous and guilty, though it wasn’t her fault. Had things gone well, it would just have been her spirited away. They continued to talk and Leeja learned more about what the Scions had been doing in their years away.

After the brief history lesson and the catchup, the Exarch took Leeja through the markets and to the summoning bell. “You shall need a means to access the commodities of your home world…” The Exarch looked up and spoke in a strange language. He caught Leeja’s confused look. “Hm?” “Ah, language of the Fae folk. When you reconnect with Urianger, he should be able to regale you with the language.” He smiled as she raised an eyebrow. “Yes, I'm here, of course I'm here! What amusements do you have for me today?” A small being appeared from thin air. A fiery orange being with black and pink wings and very excited to be there. “My dear Feo Ul, paragon of pixie-kind. For you, I have the most vital task. This fine lady is a friend from a distant realm. And we have need of a means to ferry things back and forth from her home. Might you be able to...assist us in this matter?” The pixie flew around Leeja, seemingly examining her. They were excited to learn she came from beyond the rift and had everything arrive intact with her.  “From this moment forth, I will be your [beautiful branch], and you my [adorable sapling]. Like the branch which sprouts from the sapling, our bond will flow unbroken from one to the other! Raise your hand.” Leeja did as she was told and felt a warmth cover her and then after a moment, it was gone. “'Tis done! We are bound now, dearest sapling.” Leeja chuckled softly and told her to give a message to Tataru, to let her know she was safe and jumped straight into work. After getting her the proper permissions and such, they made their way to the Pendants to get her accommodations sorted.

With the door shut, Leeja took a look around her new home. A fairly decent sized apartment with a bedroom cut off by a sliding door, a kitchenette and dining area toward the further end and a large open area that could be used for anything. In the bedroom area sat a double bed, a dresser in one corner, an en suite with a shower, sink and small shelves that could hold soaps and such. Right in the middle of the apartment a large window with thick, heavy curtains to block out the light that came through, even with the window closed. She walked over and opened the window. “...You...? I know you... You're the Warrior of Light from the Source!” The voice caught her off guard and she turned to look in the direction it came from. She frowned a little as the dark shadow around the intruder fell. Her expression changed to shock when she saw a face from her past. “The Warrior of Darkness? Arbert?” His stunned expression matched her own. “Did you just… You can hear me!?” He could have wept with joy. “Oh, Gods, how long has it been!? Aye, my real name is Ardbert.” “You removed a letter from your name as an alias? Oh, my friend, that is not a smart move.” Leeja smiled softly. “As for how long? I’ve been it’s been one hundred years.”

Leeja didn’t feel angry, seeing him. She wanted to be, but after hearing his tale for what happened after they left the Source after seeing Minfilia once more, any anger she felt melted away. She couldn’t give him pity. It was more sympathy, she could grant him, especially after seeing the fact that he was naught more than a shade. They spoke for a long time until she felt herself beginning to get tired. “I’ll let you rest, but I’ll be watching, Warrior of Light. But do me a favour? Be careful out there, this world has had it’s fill of heroes.” And with that, he was gone. Leeja sighed and shook her head before heading into the bedroom to get some sleep once she closed the window and the heavy curtains. She kicked off her boots, stripped down to her smalls and camise to sleep. She’d have to get a new set of sleeping clothes when she woke up. She climbed under the covers and fell asleep instantly. The sheets were soft, the mattress was comfy and the blankets were warm. It was all she needed for a decent night’s sleep.

Leeja was unsure of the time when she woke up. The bright light outside screwed up her sense of time and it was clearly going to be an issue. She huffed and climbed out of bed, making her way into the en suite and turning on the shower to try and feel somewhat better. Once she had cleaned herself up and eaten breakfast, she got dressed and headed out to look around the Crystarium before meeting with the Exarch. Except she got lost and found herself back in the Musica Universalis once more. Bragi had noticed and walked over to her. “You look lost, my friend. Where are you looking to go?” Leeja’s face burned with embarrassment. “Have you managed to attune to the aetheryte shards around the city?” “Uh… I kind of forgot to when I arrived. But I’m trying to get back to the Crystalline Mean?” Bragi gave her a warm smile and directed her where to go. She thanked him and made her way up slowly, being sure to attune to each aethershard as she went. When she attuned to everything, she needed to head back to meet with the Exarch about where the rest of the Scions had been dispatched to.

“How did you find your new quarters? Did you rest well?” The Exarch greeted her with a smile as she nodded.  “Well enough, thank you.” Leeja stretched and tried to stifle a yawn. “I took the chance to go around the city once more and attune to the aethershards so it’s a little easier to move about.” “Excellent. Right, let us return to the locations of the Scions.” Leeja nodded and crossed her arms as he began to unroll a map of the region. “This is a map shows the lands of Norvrandt the only areas to be spared by the flood. We’re in a region known as Lakeland. To the north is the faerie kingdom of Il Mheg. That is where you will find Urianger. To the east lies the once-prosperous civilization of Rak'tika. Y'shtola is stationed there, in the heart of the forest.” “I take it they’re the easiest to get to?”  “Quite the opposite, I’m afraid. As such, I would suggest you first seek out one of the twins ─ each of whom is stationed but a short flight from the Crystarium. Alphinaud is on Kholusia, an island off the western shore. It is home to a city called Eulmore, where the rich and privileged while away their days in idleness.” The Exarch noticed her frown. “It reminds me so much of home. Ishgard to the north, the Shroud to the east, Thanalan to the south and Limsa to the west.” She chewed the inside of her lip. “I suppose it makes sense, given that it’s a reflection of the Source.” “Indeed. For his part in furthering our cause, Alphinaud journeyed there to meet with the citizenry and forge alliances. From what I hear, he has since kept himself busy gathering information around the main settlement. And before you worry, he’s been keeping himself safe.” The Exarch could sense her worry. “And Alisaie?” “She traveled south to the arid wastes of Amh Araeng. They lie upon the very edge of the inhabitable world, where the Flood of Light was halted. Those who dwell there live in constant fear of attack by the sin eaters.” He noticed her worry once more. Alisaie felt that her energies would better be spent learning about the enemy. And thus she sells her services as a guard, both to hone her skills and gather information on our foe.” “Good. I’ll be interested in learning from the both of them about what’s going on in this world. How do I get to both?” The map was rolled back up and vanished into nothing.  “You’ll need an amaro to get you to either place. Let me write you a note for both that you can present at the flight path.” Leeja nodded and waited patiently. “Be sure you have everything you need, you’ll need it for the challenges ahead.”

[gimmick-thief]

Present:

gimmickblogcompletionist, gimmick-thief (hey that’s me!)

Missing:

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I added a few friends.

My pinned was going to be the current list of gimmick blogs, but every time I reblog a post I end up finding between 5 and 40 more of them so it would never ever be up-to-date.

There are so many...I feel my brain being rent apart....

[cultfaction]

Dustin Diamond passes away aged 44

Dustin Diamond passes away aged 44

It is Cult Faction’s sad duty to report that Screech himself, Dustin Diamond has passed away at the age of 44 years old from Stage 4 lung cancer. Reports indicate Dustin passed away this morning after his condition greatly declined since it was reported last week. He was taken off of breathing machines in an attempt to get him to hospice care. His girlfriend was by his side when he passed…

[seungfl0wer]

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⇢ 2/3K Event | (Hybrid!Au’s , All Smut) (Finished)

⇢ I’ll Do Anything | Minho Mafia!AU Series (On pause)

⇢ Invisible Ink Game | (These are all fake texts. Angst prompts) (Finished)

⇢ As The Wind Blows | OT8 Werewolf Series (On Going)

*.·:·.✧ OT8 Master List ✧.·:·.*

*Individual Writings*

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Bangchan:

•Did That Just Happen? 🌸 / 💥(kinda)

•Brotherly Love 🌸

•Random Boyfriend Texts 🌸

•Calling You Clingy 💥

•People Pleaser ✨❤️‍🔥

•As Your Boyfriend 🌸❤️‍🔥

•Backstage ❤️‍🔥

•Count ❤️‍🔥

•Confession or Dare ❤️‍🔥

•Away ✨❤️‍🔥

•You Heard That? ❤️‍🔥

•I Love Your Laugh 🌸

•Missed This❤️‍🔥

•Hair Day 🌸

•It’s Really The End? 💥

•Honeymoon 🌸❤️‍🔥

Lino:

•Best Medicine 🌸

•Random Boyfriend Texts 🌸

•Pay Attention! 💥

•Calling You Clingy 💥

•Mommy Please ❤️‍🔥

•Present ❤️‍🔥

•Say That Again ❤️‍🔥

•Good Eater 💥🌸

•Wrong Words 💥🌸

Changbin:

•Mine ❤️‍🔥

•Sweet Nothings 🌸

•Random Boyfriend Texts 🌸

•Calling You Clingy 💥

•As Your Boyfriend 🌸❤️‍🔥

•My Pretty Omega ❤️‍🔥✨

•Jealous? Me? Never. ❤️‍🔥

•I’ve Got You 💥🌸

•Take Care Of You ❤️‍🔥

Hyunjin:

•Don’t Move ❤️‍🔥

•Movies an Enemies? ❤️‍🔥

•You’re Driving Me Crazy ❤️‍🔥

•Random Boyfriend Texts 🌸

•Calling You Clingy 💥

•Teach Me ❤️‍🔥/Crack kinda

•To Much Kitten? ❤️‍🔥 A Part 2 of Teach Me

•Hopeless Romantic ✨❤️‍🔥

•As Your Boyfriend 🌸❤️‍🔥

•Cramps 🌸

Jisung:

•I Remember My First Kiss ❤️‍🔥

•Calling you Clingy 💥

•Random Boyfriend Texts 🌸

•Didn’t Know You’d Like That ❤️‍🔥

•Distracted Gamer ❤️‍🔥

•Stress Eating ❤️‍🔥🌸

•Drunk Confessions ❤️‍🔥🌸

•Late ❤️‍🔥🌸💥

•Special Chocolates ❤️‍🔥

Felix:

•Cuddle Day 🌸

•You Weren’t Supposed to Hear That ❤️‍🔥

•It was Perfect 🌸

•Who Do You Belong To ❤️‍🔥

•Calling You Clingy 💥/🌸

•Random Boyfriend Texts 🌸

•Made A Mess ✨❤️‍🔥

•As Your Boyfriend 🌸❤️‍🔥

•Massage Oil ❤️‍🔥

•Drive By ❤️‍🔥

Seungmin:

•You’re In Luck ❤️‍🔥

•Good Pup ❤️‍🔥

•Random Boyfriend Texts 🌸

•Delete It 🌸/Crack post

•I Love The Rain 🌸

•Calling You Clingy 💥

•Purple ❤️‍🔥🌸💥✨

•As Your Boyfriend 🌸❤️‍🔥

•Ridiculously Beautiful ❤️‍🔥

•Food Fate 🌸

•So Beautiful ❤️‍🔥

•Stuffies 🌸 (Slight Angst)

Jeongin:

•Thought You’d Never Ask 🌸

•Random Boyfriend Texts 🌸

•We’re Stuck ❤️‍🔥

•Calling You Clingy 💥

•Hoodie ✨🌸

•As Your Boyfriend 🌸❤️‍🔥

•Snack Run ✨

•Lost 💥

•Mama’s Good Boy ❤️‍🔥

•Only Me ❤️‍🔥

*.·:·.✧Multiple Members ✧.·:·.*

•Double Wifie (Thruple: Chan&Changbin)❤️‍🔥

•And They Were Roommates (Foursome: Chan, Hyunjin, Felix)

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