#this was a trend I saw on Twitter that I thought would be fun to draw with them

[akiiame-blog]

Mario can act like the annoying little brother sometimes. As a treat :]

[airybcby]

Call It What You Want To

(soft launching with the bllk boys)

a / n — i love soft launches and blue lock…so why not combine them?

content — fluff, cutesie stuff, bllk characters x fem! reader, pretty much gn! but i did use ‘she’ so just to be safe, + your faves if you want!!

synopsis — soft launches with the boyfies <3

✿.｡. “ nobody’s heard from me for months , ” .｡.✿

is NEVER on social media. has accounts of course, but never posts on them. usually the most they do is repost things about soccer on their stories. so when they post these pictures as their first post EVER? it’s inevitable that their fans are going to go insane.

they preferred posting these pictures, neither of your faces showing. you’d both decided to keep your relationship “private but not secret” , if someone were to find out it was you in these photos? so be it. they would never dream of hiding you from the world.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ RIN ITOSHI, barou shouei, sae itoshi, jinpachi ego

they don't have many posts, but the ones they do have no less than a million likes each. their fans are adoring, so when they post a new photo, thousands of people get the notification and within seconds the post has 200k likes.

their fans are insane, and that's putting it lightly. they find your account within a minute all by looking at your phone case and finding your account.

the both of you wake up the next morning and find yourselves not only trending on twitter, but also with thousands of edits made of the two of you. AND A SHIP NAME??

so much for a soft launch.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ YUKIMIYA KENYU(im biased), shido ryusei, MICHAEL KAISER, hyoma chigiri

a chronic poster. i mean literal photo dumps GALORE. they had many fans, obviously with them being a famous soccer player, but also because of how 'real' they were. they would constantly post stories in the bathroom and ranting- all that fun stuff.

their fans had no indication that they'd been in a relationship at all. which was strange because due to their openness, their fans began thinking they deserved to know every little thing about them.

they just wanted to keep you their little secret for a little bit, so they posted these very inconspicuous photos and had the internet up in a frenzy.

soccerluver44: WHO IS THIS??

urmomshouse: no way

and thousands of comments just like that flooded their inbox.

this was fun, they thought. maybe for a little while longer they'd keep you their little secret. the thought crossed their mind as they pressed the 'your story' button, posting a photo of them sitting on the sink with your arms wrapped around them.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ MEGURU BACHIRA, isagi yoichi, EITA OTOYA, oliver aiku

not a constant poster, but definitely has a social media presence. they mostly post about their upcoming games and where to get tickets and watch. they definitely don't post about their personal life, so when people log on and see a soft launch??

the world goes into a state of shock. the comments are limited, so no one besides people they follow back (most of which who already knew of the relationship) are allowed to comment.

they did this on purpose. they saw no point in having strangers question them when the caption said it all

" spoiling my girl <3 "

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ REO MIKAGE, tabito karasu, jyubei aryu, DON LORENZO

✿.｡. “ i'm doing better than i ever was ” .｡.✿

took myself to the computer version to do this since there's a photo limit on the mobile version.

hope yall liked it though, i've never done anything like this before!!

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!!

[sparklingchim]

you're losing me 02 | jjk

pairing: jungkook x reader

word count: 5k

genre: angst, married couple, age gap, ceo jk, nepo baby oc, second chance romance

rating: 18+

warnings: pregnancy scare, mean possessive jungkook 😾, unprotected sex, orgasm denial, fingering, choking, oc gets her hands tied bc she's a brat ! ☝🏼, blowjob, cum eating, car sex, teasingg, tipsy oc, v vulnerable oc :(, dirty talk, daddy kink, crying, one boob bite methinks

summary: having a bit too much fun at chanyeol's halloween party, jungkook unexpectedly joins the party too.

a/n: it's finally here !! i hope u like it hihi <3

you're losing me masterlist

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Chanyeol never misses with his Halloween parties.

And usually, you never miss with your costumes too, but given the circumstance you’re glad to even attend.

Truthfully, it was entirely your own fault, and you hate to admit it because you had been extremely excited to wear your customised Barbie doll outfit, but one spill of your wine and the dress was disastrously ruined.

So you had to come up with a spontaneous Plan B.

You finally found usage for the small Victoria Secret wings from their special collection you received during a fashion show. Cinching a lace-embellished corset from Dolce & Gabbana, you paired it with a flirty ruffled miniskirt from Chanel. Your hair was crowned with crystal-embellished hairpins by Jennifer Behr. And oh, those satin heels by Jimmy Choo, adorned with dazzling crystals, added the perfect dose of sparkle to the outfit. You think you might’ve redefined last minute-magic.

“You’re trending on Twitter.”

As you sit on the couch, reaching down to retrieve the ping pong ball for Eunwoo turn at beer pong, Chanyeol abruptly shoves his phone in front of you. His screen is showing the trending page on Twitter.

“Didn’t realise my costume is that cute.” You look down on yourself. It’s a basic costume, but you would have thought that Chanyeol’s vampire look gained more attention.

“Your outfit’s cute, but everyone’s talking about what you posted on your Story,” Chanyeol remarks. He taps on your name trending and scrolls through a myriad of Tweets, with people reposting the picture.

“Oh.”

Eunwoo peeks over Chanyeol’s shoulder and reads the Tweets. He chuckles. “Everyone’s just talking about how hot we look.”

You giggle, swatting his arm.

You didn’t expect a little mirror pic creating chaos to this extent.

It was just a funny coincidence seeing Eunwoo dressed up in a matching costume to in a devil costume, complete with fitting horns and wings, creating an impromptu couple costume. It was his idea to take a picture.

You probably should have considered that Eunwoo is a rising idol and actor. Everyone adores him. And seeing him photographed next to a girl off-screen, especially when it’s not for a highly anticipated KBS drama, might not sit well with everyone.

“Has your hubby seen it?” Chanyeol asks.

You shrug. “I dunno. Maybe? He does regularly check what I post.” But he told you how busy he is today, so you’re not sure if he saw.

“Have you thought about my offer, by the way?” Eunwoo asks.

“What offer?” Chanyeol curiously chimes in.

“The lead role in my next drama. They're srill looking for an actress and honestly, I think ___ would be incredible for this one.”

Chanyeol’s eyes grow wide. “You two in a drama? That’s insane.”

“I’ve never tried acting. Not sure if I’d be any good,” you confess,

“I feel like you’re good at anything,” Chanyeol assures with a grin.

“I’ll think about it.”

They both resume playing beer pong with the others while you watch them as you drink.

As you take a sip from your drink, the weight of lingering gazes persists – less intense than in the beginning, yet a subtle scrutiny remains.

The curious looks undoubtedly trace back to the headlines two weeks ago, when pictures of Jungkook and you in his car near the gynaecologist’s building surfaced online. Captured in a vulnerable moment, perched on Jungkook’s lap with tears streaming down your face, you know how it must’ve looked like to the public.

You couldn’t stand those pictures making the rounds, especially with you in tears.

~

2 weeks ago

“You don’t need to worry.” Jungkook gently traces his thumb over the back of your hand.

You huff, frowning at your interlaced fingers. “But I do worry.”

“Love, if you are potentially-”

“Don’t say it!” you cut him off. “Hearing the word makes me more anxious.”

You hear him utter an exhausted sigh. “You said yourself that your period has been irregular in the past.”

“Yeah, minus the morning sickness.” Your tone is a bit sharp, maybe even sassy, and you don’t actually want it to come off that way and in another circumstance you’d feel guilty, but you’re too drained from your emotions and the conversation to care.

“But the tests you took were negative,” he tries again.

“It’s just plastic. I can’t trust it.”

You took countless of pregnancy tests weekly, filled up the bathroom bin with those stupid little things until you finally acquiesced to Jungkook’s persistent suggestion to schedule an appointment with your gynaecologist.

The slow traces on your hand come to a halt. His fingers lightly squeeze your chin, directing your gaze at him.

“I promise you, whatever the outcome is we’ll make the best of it.”

“I don’t understand how you’re able to stay calm,” you say, eyebrows arching at his composed demeanour.

In truth, this is an authentic depiction of your relationship dynamic. You deal with lots of anxiety, always have been, and Jungkook stands as the serene counterbalance – tranquil and calm, akin to a gentle, silent breeze sweeping over your arms just as it gets unbearably hot in summer and you’re out of options to cope with the temperature.

But this is concerning you both and you can’t grasp the ease with which he handles the plaguing situation.

“Either outcome won’t change anything drastically.”

You head turns to the side and your stare out the windscreen, a hint of pique evident as your tongue pokes your cheek.

“I don’t want a baby.” It’s barely a whisper under your breath. “But you want one.” Your eyes flutter back to him.

Thinking about it, it dawns on you that a potential pregnancy would undoubtedly bring joy to everyone in your life. Especially your dad, who has been eagerly anticipating it for years – bugging you about it almost every time you see him. However, at 24 you have dreams beyond motherhood. The thought of being tied down to it now fills you with a quiet sense of unease.

You know that Jungkook views it differently. It’s understandable; he is 31, and despite mutually agreeing to wait for a baby, for him it’s not the end of the world. His calm demeanour, shaped by having navigated through a previous marriage and bringing a wealth of life experience, contrasts with your apprehension.

Jungkook hesitates. “I do want a baby,” he confirms, a shadow of regretful longing crossing his face. “But it doesn’t matter. Whatever the result is, I will support it – I will support your decision.” Upon squeezing your bare thigh, he realises how cold you are. “Love, you’re freezing.” He fetches a fuzzy blanket from the backseat that he keeps there just for you. He tucks you under the comfy blanket.

“It’s ‘cause I’m scared,” you mumble, leaning back in your seat.

“Come here.” He softly anchors his hands on your hips and guides you to his lap. “It pains me to see you like this.” He wraps the blanket around you tighter. “You don’t wanna go in there and get this done quickly? Avoiding the inevitable messes with your headspace.”

“Just a few more minutes.”

Jungkook mindlessly cups your cheek, tatted knuckle skimming over your skin.

Maybe it’s the way he peers at you. With a gentle shimmer reflecting sheer fondness and poised to unfold the world at your feet, build a home for you wherever your finger points to without having to ask. Maybe it’s the way he is holding you to himself, his hands serving as a protective embrace, a shield warding off any harm that would dare come your way. Or maybe it’s the tall, daunting building on the side of the road, towering over you like a spectre of uncertainty.

But something brings tears to your eyes – making you grow smaller and younger and suddenly fragile.

“My love,” Jungkook utters tenderly. It fills you with warmth and so much love.

Worry contorts his face. His hand around you holds you tighter.

“I’m not gonna cry.” It serves more as a reassurance for yourself than for him.

“You know you can when you’re with me.”

You refuse, adamantly shaking your head. But when you lose control over the tears stinging your eyes, you bury your face into his neck.

“It’s okay,” he whispers, adding a small peck to your temple. “It’s okay to feel this way.”

“Don’t like it,” you murmur into his now tears stained skin.

“But there’s no point in denying it.”

“There’s just...so much. All at once.” You lean back a bit, finger pointing right to your heart.

“I know, love.” He gingerly caresses your back. He softens at your trembling bottom lip, a piece of his own heart falling apart upon seeing you vulnerable on his lap. “I’ll carry everything you can’t, remember?” It’s a vow that formed the foundation of your shared existence. In the quiet assurance of his voice, he continues, “I’ll carry your worries, your fears, your doubts.” His promise is a soothing melody in the symphony of your shared moment. “As long as we talk – communicate properly, this won’t be difficult.”

“But we do talk,” you reply, scrunching your stuffy nose. “No?”

“Yeah, I know.” He nods, thumbing away the tear from the corner of your eye. “But I need you to be honest with me regarding this. No hiding your thoughts from me.”

“I won’t.”

“You’re ready now?” Jungkook asks. As much as he comforts you, traces of curiosity glimmer in his eyes.

“I think so.”

“There’s nothing to worry.” Jungkook smiles in that boyish and lovely way that it coaxes a weak smile on your face.

~

Jungkook had been right the whole time. You weren’t pregnant.

There had been nothing to worry.

You’re still in awe at how he never doubted his feeling. He just knew you weren’t pregnant – typical Jungkook, always has this uncanny grasp on things, like an innate ability.

Your gynaecologist attributed it to a lack of vitamins and advised better hydration.

Jungkook, feeling more than a tad guilty, bombards you with constant reminders to take your vitamins, drink and eat even more than he used to.

“Is that Jeon Jungkook?” A hushed female voice utters to the person beside her.

As you gaze upward, your eyes lock onto Jungkook in the back of the crowd. A flutter dances through your heart at the mere sight of him.

Jungkook’s presence demands every ounce of attention as people instantly recognise him. He’s draped entirely in black. His pants temptingly cling to his thighs, the buttons of his shirt straining across his chiselled chest and strong arms. His Rolex sits prettily around his wrist, it’s gleam harmonising with the brilliance of his wedding ring.

And you find it so funny, silly almost, because this is just Jungkook in his work attire, you see him like this every day, and yet people’s eyes morph into tiny hearts as he effortlessly strolls by, leaving a trail of heated admiration.

Sometimes Jungkook has a way of teasing your sanity. He turns your life into a whimsical romance, making you wonder if you’re living in a silly, sappy romance movie with the dreamiest guy as the lead. Because in this fleeting moment, the world around you dissolves into a blur, and you see nothing but him. Everyone fades, except him.

“Jungkook!” You stand up, a bit wobbly on your heels. He immediately wraps his hands around your sides.

“Hi, love.” He kisses you softly.

You missed his sweet, gentle voice when he talks to you.

He rakes a stare over you, one brow arched. “You’re already drunk? Who’s been giving you drinks?”

You deny his question with a dragged out “no”. “Just a bit tipsy – if even.” Before he can comment anything else regarding how many drinks you’ve already had, you ask, “Where’d you get these cute horns from?” Your hand reaches for the hairband with two attached red horns on them.

“Don’t know the brands name. Just a cheap store down the street from the company.”

You tilt your head as you ponder. “I don’t know of any cheap store close to the company.”

A ping pong ball rolls towards you on the floor. As you bend down to retrieve the ball, Jungkook’s hand pulls you back by the waist and he picks it up himself. His possessive hand travels to your butt and he slides his palm over the ruffles of your skirt.

“You’re not wearing any panties, are you?” he whispers into your ear. He throws the little ball towards the other end of the table. You shake your head, not really comprehending what he’s implying. Your more focused on how he effortlessly threw the ping pong ball straight into the cup.

“Yah, Jungkook! Come here, I need you in my team right now!” Chanyeol yells.

Jungkook lets out a humourless laugh. “Has Eunwoo not been good enough?”

Eunwoo sends a glare his way. “Chanyeol’s just taking everything too seriously.”

Jungkook rolls up his sleeve. “Too good that I’m also competitive.”

~

When Jungkook has enough of beer pong after carrying his team every round, he sits down next to you, pulling you to his lap.

You were just talking with Jisoo about the newest Dior collection, but she leaves the two of you alone with a knowing smile.

Jungkook swiftly takes the partially filled cup from your grasp and places it on the table. “You’ve had plenty to drink tonight.”

“I didn’t drink that much.” You don’t know exactly how much you drank because maybe you had too much to count, but you won’t tell him.

Jungkook cocks his head. He doesn’t need you to tell him to know.

“Get up.” His palms push your lower back.

“Huh?” You play with his necktie, leaning closer to his body. “For what?”

A crooked, entertained smirk crosses his face. “For what?” he scoffs.

His tatted arm snakes around you, his rolled-up sleeve flaunting the pretty inked lines adorning his skin. Jungkook grips you close to him. He angles your face down, his lips brushing over the sensitive part of your neck until he reaches your ear.

“Gonna fuck your brainless in my car. That’s why.”

His voice has got that pretty husky rasp you love so much. Tingles spread everywhere, especially your pussy. Jungkook sucks your earlobe between his teeth, and you think you can feel his smile when an unintended moan bubbles up your throat. You squirm in his lap.

“Someone’s got excited,” he teases as his hands run up your thigh, thumb disappearing underneath the white material of your skirt.

“Don’t.” Your fingers fly to his wrist. “There are people.”

Jungkook clicks his tongue. “Now you care about people watching?”

Your lips pull together in a confused pout.

“You never notice, do you?” He decided against sneaking his finger further between your legs. Instead, he smoothens the hiked-up fabric of your skirt, though there is not much to adjust. It’s a skimpy skirt, it barely covers you.

“Notice what?” Your sparkly heels distract you and you move your feet around, watching every crystal glitter. “You’re being confusing, Koo.”

“I’m not being confusing,” he denies.

“Yes, you are.” You shift your gaze to him. A subtle crease appears between your brows. “You told me you didn’t have time for a silly Halloween party and yet you showed up.”

Jungkook dislikes seeing you upset. He really does. It creates this unexplainable feeling of protectiveness that sits right behind his rib – annoying and intolerable, coupled with a hint of guilt. But seeing your tipsy form upset delights him the tiniest bit.

“I was able to finish off early,” he explains. “Thought I’d join you, ‘cause you wanted me to.”

“And you were pretty mean to Eunwoo.”

“He can fuck off. I really don’t care about him.” His tongue peaks out as he swipes it over his bottom lip, teeth biting at the skin with furrowed brows.

“You’re such a meanie sometimes.” You run your fingers over his eyebrows, relaxing them.

“Want me to show you how mean I can be?” He tilts his head, a challenging glint in his eyes.

“You can’t be mean to me,” you say, shaking your head as your fingers settle on his broad shoulders. “Been good today.”

“You’ve been driving me insane tonight.”

“Me? What did I do?”

Jungkook rises to his feet with you, and you stagger a little at the sudden movement, but he keeps a safe arm around you. “Always so clueless,” he mumbles as he leads you through the crowd.

“___!” someone yells your name.

You stop when you see Karina rushing towards you.

“I’ve been looking for you all night!” She hands you a drink

You look at her through apologetic eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m leaving already. I’ll see you soon!”

Jungkook takes the drink from you after you had a sip and downs the whole thing. He tosses the cup into a near trashcan as you step out of the house.

“Oh, no. I told Eunwoo I’d give him my number,” you remember. “Lemme go back.”

But Jungkook’s hand on the small of your back remains firm.

“He’s not stupid. He’ll find a way to contact your manager.” Jungkook is pissed and you’re not quite sure if you heard it right, but you think he adds a small “Doesn’t need my wife’s number.”.

“Can you imagine me in a drama?” You giggle as you think about it. “Would you watch it?” You turn your head. “You don’t like watching dramas.”

“Of course, I’d watch it. Immediately.”

Your eyes spark up and Jungkook wants to have this image of your forever ingrained in his memory. A literal angel staring at him as if he was the one that hung up the stars.

You stumble over your heels when you refuse to look ahead, pretty eyes still admiring him. “Careful, love.” He quickly steadies you.

He unlocks his car when you reach it and opens the door to the backseat for you. But instead, you pull open the passenger door and bend over to open the glove compartment.

“Are there condoms left here?”

You search for the familiar package, but Jungkook hurriedly pulls you back, shutting it closed along with the car door.

“Nothing left,” he replies. “Get in the backseat.”

As you get into the car and settle on your back, you ponder, “Didn’t realise how many times we’ve fucked in the car.”

You're not particularly interested in cars, but in rare – or apparently not so rare – moments like these, you appreciate the spaciousness of Jungkook’s G-Wagon.

Before Jungkook joins you in the car, he scans the surroundings, vigilant for any lingering onlookers. He doesn’t need you on the front page of every media outlet again. You’ve had enough of that lately, and that darn Instagram Story of yours likely fuelled the gossip mill again.

Jungkook barely uses social media. You’re the only reason he has the apps on his phone. He doesn’t follow anyone except you, only has your notifications on. During a short break he mindlessly clicked on the Instagram notification, expecting a cute picture of your angel outfit – you had texted him complaining about your ruined Barbie dress and he suggested you could use the angel wings he once saw you carrying into your wardrobe.

Safe to stay he expected everything, but a picture with fucking Eunwoo wearing fucking matching costumes.

As hours passed by, his anger didn’t simmer; instead, it prompted his decision to make a swift trip to the dollar store and join you at the party.

“You tend to conveniently forget when you’re a needy brat.”

“It’s ´cause I’m not a brat,” you reply with a huff, yanking at his tie. “Just a bit needy sometimes.”

“Hmm, just a bit needy?” His knuckle follows along your jaw, teasing you with his gentle touches and the mock sympathy seeping from his tone.

You look so cute lying here for him, with the angel wings peeking from your sides and the little sparkly pins adorning your hair. He just wants to fuck you silly.

You nod pliantly. An innocent smile blossoms on your face.

Jungkook’s hand disappears under the ruffles of your skirt, middle finger sliding over your pussy. You gasp, body twitching at the sudden touch.

“So wet already?” he sneers. “All for me?”

You grind your pussy against him, hungry for more.

“And so greedy for me.” He spreads your pussy lips, gently rubbing the pad of his finger over your sensitive clit. Jungkook moves your skirt up and an immediate glint surfaces in his eyes. “So pretty.” He slips two fingers in, smirking when you shake beneath him. “Baby’s sensitive, huh?”

He pumps his fingers into you and your teeth sink into your bottom lip. The alcohol running through your veins heightens your sensitivity to his touch. Everywhere he touches leaves a shimmering trail of tingles, enveloping your body in a cloud of euphoria, a sensation both fuzzy and dreamy.

“I want you.” You reach for his cock, but Jungkook seizes your wrist.

“Did I say you could touch?” His voice drips with condescension.

You weakly shake your head, a frustrated whine accompanying it.

“Use your big girl words.” His fingers stop moving and he completely removes them when you remain silent. “C’mon,” he urges, growing more impatient.

“No, you didn’t,” you sulk. Even dare to look at him through a frown.

“You don’t get to do anything," he tells you. He loses hie tie, wraps it around your wrist in a swift, practiced motion and ties them above your head. “Just lie there and look pretty for me.” He pulls his pants and briefs down, stroking his hard cock before he teasingly nudges his tip against your clit.

You watch him play with your pussy and you’re unable to keep the desperate moans from leaving your mouth, eagerly waiting until he aligns his cock to your entrance, slowly filling you up with his entire length. A throaty moan reverberates when he’s all the way in.

“Pussy’s so good at taking me.”

A gasp leaves your mouth as he stretches you out. “So good,” you mumble.

Jungkook waits until he knows you’re used to h is size before he starts moving his hips.

Your tits move in the confines of your corset. Jungkook’s head dips down and you feel his tongue slide over the swell of your boobs that peek out, teeth slightly grazing over your skin.

“Don’t bite,” you utter between moans.

But Jungkook does exactly that. Even sucks on your skin a little bit.

“You think you have a say on anything?” His hand squeezes your face. Traces of petulance lie in your eyes. His other hand grips your hips, fingers buried in your skin to fuck you fast.

It’s almost ridiculous how fast Jungkook gets you to your high. He knows exactly what to do to get your walls clamp around his cock, begging him to give you just a little bit more to push you off the edge.

“Don’t stop,” you whisper, eyes falling closed as you the pleasure builds up in your tummy.

But then Jungkook suddenly stops moving. You open your eyes to find Jungkook smirking at your trembling body, amused when a shaky breath escapes you.

“Why would you do that? I was close!”

He pulls his cock out, tapping it over your clit.

“Hmm, no idea why I would do that?” he asks, pushing his cock back into your pussy in one swift motion.

“I haven’t done anything,” you say meekly, staring at the way he slowly fucks you. He could make you cum so easily.

Jungkook sniffs a laugh. “Can’t recall anything bad you did?”

He picks up on his pace and you can’t think at all, barely able to shake your head as more breathless moans fly past your lips.

“Posting a couple costume picture online? Fuck, ___ what were you thinking?” He hooks his hands underneath your thighs, pulling them up to fuck deeper. “Wanted everyone talking about you two? Wanted to piss me off?”

“No,” you whine. “Didn't mean it that way. We- we didn’t plan on it at all. Just – when we saw each other it was really funny, and I just took a pic of it.” You’re a babbling mess at this point, the ability to form comprehensible sentences gone once Jungkook sticked his cock in you.

“I don’t fucking care,” he curses. “You know how people perceive this stuff.”

“You don’t... don’t think it was a silly coincidence?”

Jungkook is flush against you. Your nails dig into your palms at how deep his cock is buried in you.

“I should find it silly?” A deep glower settles on his face and in a sick, naughty way it turns you on, making your pussy involuntarily squeeze around his cock. “Fuck, ___, do you wanna cum at all?”

“No, please,” you fuss desperately. “Wanna cum.”

“Then start behaving. Quit being a brat.”

“I am good,” you try to convince him.

Jungkook shakes his head in dismissal. “Put on an angel costume and yet you’re such a dirty girl.”

While you may not encapsule the right persona regarding the angel outfit, Jungkook undoubtedly fucks you like the devil. So mean and selfish, teasing and cursing at you.

“Wanna be – wanna be good for daddy.”

“Yeah?” he breathes, hand travelling up your body until it reaches your throat. “Then don’t disappoint me.” With his shiny Rolex around his wrist, he wraps his fingers around you, squeezing the tiniest bit. You feel the familiar outline of his wedding ring press to your skin.

Your legs wrap around him and you try not to poke him with your heels, but tears obstruct your view and you can barely control yourself, the aching feeling to come undone is back in your tummy.

“Jungkook,” you utter between little desperate puffs. “Wanna cum so bad.”

“Only when I allow you to.” Jungkook looks down at your defeated, crushed face with a smug smirk. “Can do that, right? My wife’s capable of that, hmm?”

Your eyes flutter shut. A single tear rolls down the corner of your eye. “Yes, I – I can wait.”

“That’s my good girl.” He leans closer, whispering it into your ear. “Cock so good it’s making you cry, huh?” His lips press to the corner your eye and he kisses your tear away.

The more he talks and whispers dirty word into your ear, the harder it becomes to resist the temptation to pull yourself back and cum on his dick. But you want to be good for Jungkook, want to hear him praise you for being a patient girl.

“Slow down, please.” Your bound wrists unconsciously attempt to free themselves, but Jungkook’s knot is too tight for you to undo it. You’ll cum soon if he continues at this pace.

“Nuh-uh.” He denies firmly. “You can take it. Show me how good you are.” His fingers dig deeper into your throat and your eyes open again. His brows are furrowed, an angry flush tinting his cheeks. “That’s it. Look at me – look at me when you cum.”

It crosses your mind to secretly cum, but Jungkook’s got a knack for spotting your telltale signs, so it wouldn’t be that sneaky after all. You did try to do that once though. You couldn’t properly sit the next day.

Jungkook swipes his tongue over his thumb before he slips his hand between your legs and starts to slowly circle your clit. A devilish grin sparks up his face.

“You wanna cum so badly, don’t you?”

“Please.”

“Wanna cum all over my cock?” His thumb moves faster. “Make a little mess?”

“Yes,” you pant. Pleasure seeps through your entire body and the effort to ignore the feeling becomes so exhausting, more tears fill your eyes.

“Then cum for me,” Jungkook demands, keeping a gentle trace in his voice. His gaze remains on your face and he watches you with greedy eyes as you come undone beneath him.

It happens almost instantly, like a string that snapped. You’re body shakes as your orgasm rumbles through you and you’re so sensitive you want to yank his hand away fromyour clit, but Jungkook enjoys seeing your writhe way too much to stop playing with your nub.

Shaky breaths escape you. Jungkook fucks you slower now, still rolling his hips into you with precision to hit your sweet spot.

“Doing so good, love.” The hand on your throat moves to your face, swiping away the tears. “So good for me.”

And just as you’re about to tell him you’re too sensitive, Jungkook removes his finger from your clit and pulls his cock out. He sits down and pats your thigh. “Come here.”

Despite being tired from just cumming, you’re hungry for him just by the sight of Jungkook stroking his cock. You move to sit on your thighs, tied up hands on your lap.

Jungkook gathers your hair in his hand before he moves your head down. “Open wide,” he instructs, guiding his wet cock into your mouth.

You taste yourself on his dick as your slide your tongue around him. Jungkook is close to cumming. You can feel it in the way his he impatiently pushes your head further down his cock.

“Gonna cum in your mouth.” Tiny moans fill your ear and you take as much of him inside your mouth as you can. “Fuck, just like that.”

Your mouth fills with hot, salty cum and you continue bobbing your head up and down, getting every drop of it.

“Good girl.” Jungkook pulls you away from his cock. You swallow his load as you look at him. He hums approvingly. “Wasn’t too rough, was I?” he asks, untying the know from your wrists. He rubs his fingers over the red marks.

“I’m fine. Didn’t hurt.” Your eyes close when he pecks your forehead.

After he pulls up his pants and briefs, Jungkook checks his phone. His fingers are quick as he types something.

“Who’s texting you at this hour,” you ask, curiously peeking over his arm.

“Just work. I left a bit abruptly.” He tucks his phone away before you can read anything.

Before more questions can leave your lips, he meets yours in a sweet kiss.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he says, patting your hair to tame the mess on your head. “Once we’re home, I’m gonna give your ass the attention it hasn’t got yet.”

[basicallyjeankirschtein]

jjk men x streamer!reader smau

╰┈➤ Collab?

chapter 5

ೃ⁀➷ HATSUNE MIKU IS JN FORTNITE

* mentions of drug use, this chapter contains writing and pics, not proofread

masterlist. prev. next.

the next morning, you woke up with the worst headache known to man. the only symptom to benadryl you ever had was the hat man, since when was having a headache a symptom?

not only was someone fucking your brain doggy style, but you were trending on twitter. oh no. streaming with gojo was a mistake.

oh! you also have a text from choso, what a sweetheart.

oh god. that is not the text you thought you would be receiving. you thought he wanted to play roblox with you again… maybe you falling for ‘skibidi light’ in shrimp games turned him off. not that you could blame him, that was really stupid.

either way, what the hell was he talking about? is this why you were trending? oh my god, did you accidentally post your nudes????

you were too worried to realize his text was already left on read.

the moment you opened twitter and saw your inbox, you wanted to cry. no fucking way you were posting about THE HAT MAN. your friends were right, why couldn’t you be addicted to something normal like crack instead.

no wonder choso was texting you, that was really sweet of him, you thought. you’d have to send him a text telling him you’re fine once you’ve realize what’s been going on.

the hat man predicted miku would be in fortnite.. your friends made fun of you.. gojo said he would come over? well, clearly he didn’t, since you don’t see him anywhere. choso’s friends were making fun of you, choso was worried for you, hatsune miku is in fortnite…

wait.

HATSUNE MIKU IS IN FORTNITE????

AND HOW DID THE HAT MAN TELL YOU THIS BEFORE SHE WAS RELEASED?????????

was ‘wanna play fortnite’ a valid response to this? probably not, but people (especially hot people) calling you out for your stupid behavior always made you uncomfortable, so it’s time to switch up the topic.

choso didn’t seem to mind, as you received a video call from him not even a minute later.

and now, here you were on stream, ignoring whatever happened last night as you played fortnite with your new friend, choso!

he was a sweetheart, really. his voice alone could show that he was shy, and that made you feel better about your own shyness.

being on gojos stream really did help your confidence levels, though. you were terrified of everyone hating you, but you were met with quite the opposite! your self esteem has definitely been doing better, and it’s helped with your shyness a lot.

you hope you can help choso feel comfortable around you, too.

next chapter will be choso centric!! i love that boy. i think it’s so silly my favs are choso and nanami but it’s probably hard to tell that 💔everyone probably thinks i’m gojo or toji centric like NOOOO!! NOT THE FRAT BOYS NO

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[judysxnd]

imagine getting tickets for the renaissance tour with pedro and sarah and then reader (also an actress) finds out their pregnant, but of course that not stoping them. and reader went to the concert like 6 months pregnant and then news are reporting it, fan freaking out

sorry if that was a lot

(that wasn’t a lot don’t worry)

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The tickets for the Renaissance tour dropped and you didn't even hesitate a second to buy them with Pedro. You were not going to miss that, nothing would make you miss going to see Beyoncé, your idol, on tour. If you didn't have a career you would have travelled to the integrity of the tour, but well, you couldn't. But one concert is good enough!

But something happened. Something that could change your future. Two months after buying your tickets for the concert, you fell ill. You got sick for a week. You kept waking up early with nausea, you kept throwing up. You were also very tired, you spent the afternoon on the couch napping. After three days of struggling, you decided to go to the doctor to get checked out.

After the appointment and the blood test, the results came back. You were pregnant. You've been with Pedro for 3 years now so it wasn't too soon on the relationship, but you didn't know if Pedro was ready, well, you didn't even know if you were ready at all. You didn't even wait at the end of the day to tell him. You couldn't handle this on your own, so you drove to his set and waited for him to take a break. Once the news were dropped, Pedro was actually happy about it. He never thought he would ever be a father, and this was the opportunity he was apparently waiting for. So you decided to keep the baby.

But as the months passed by, you realised that you were going to be deeply pregnant once the renaissance concert would arrive. You debated for days, even fought with Pedro because he didn't want you to come, to risk anything while you definitely wanted to go and risk everything. This was your dream, and it would, for sure, be a lot harder to go to a concert once the baby would be born.

So there you were, six months pregnant, walking in the stadium, holding hands with Pedro, Sarah and her friends behind you. Thank god you had a good spot in the front so that you could have some space. And it was the best night of your life. You never regretted once. Being pregnant didn't stop you from having fun. Your legs and back were hurting, but it wasn't that bad, it didn't bother you.

You were able to sing very loud, to dance a little, you laughed with your friends and boyfriend, you took some pictures and videos. But, being a famous actress, nothing stays unseen. Of course, people, fans noticed you were there. But they didn't only notice you, they noticed the huge bump you had. And they had a strong opinion about it. Most of the people were shocked that you were six months pregnant and went through hours of very loud music, standing and singing. It wasn't "healthy" for the baby.

You didn't think much of it when you saw that you were trending on socials because of that, until you were peacefully watching the news and saw your face appear on the screen. There was a polemic because you were six months pregnant and you went to a concert. You couldn't believe it. Your phone was blowing up, and your publicist was among it, trying to call you so that you could fix this mess.

That's how you found yourself making a video that you would publish on Instagram, Twitter, even TikTok in order to explain the situation. You found it very childish, Pedro thought the same thing. You weren't going to apologise, what for? But you still had to say something. It was about yourself after all.

"Hello everyone" you waved at the camera "I'm here, making this video because of something I'm not really sure I understand" you laughed awkwardly "but I think it was because I am currently six months pregnant and I went to a concert and you're not happy about it?" you pretended to think "I don't really have much to say, except that I talked about it with my doctor before, it wasn't something irrational that I just did like that." you started to explain "I made sure it was okay for the baby, and safe for me to go before actually going, I'm not crazy" you said at the camera "Also, I wasn't alone, my boyfriend was here, as well as our friends, so they took good care of me" you smiled, trying to sound serious and not sarcastic. "So, there is no need to make a polemic for this, to spread rumours and all. I am fine, the baby is great, everyone had a good time." you continued, touching your belly "I can also assure you that I will not go to an other concert, but not because you convinced me not to, but only because I will be working instead" you paused "I am pregnant, I am not sick, I can still do things" you shrugged "Anyway, thank you for worrying about me and the baby, but this is none of your business and we are well supported. Bye!" You blew a kiss at the camera of your phone before shutting it off.

Wow, what people can make you do, you thought. But you still sent the video away so that you could finally live peacefully, for a while at least, hoping the video would work. And it did work. Mostly. People apologised as they noticed they crossed a line. But of course there are still haters out there, thinking it was unforgivable. But whatever, a few less fans won't hurt. The good ones are still here supporting you.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for making a Tik Tok talking about people behind their back? (Tldr at the end)

Well, me and my friends (all kinda 18-19?) Saw a Tik tok where you had some music playing while a word appeared on screen (like "asshole", "smart", "would kiss", "fake") and you would search for a pic of a person you think reminds you of that characteristic and show it to your friends.

The point of the video is mostly to show your reactions. You aren't supposed to say names or show the pictures to the camera.

Well we thought it would it would be fun to do between us just for giggles and since we wouldn't post it anywhere we didn't really use the Tik tok format.

We said the characteristic out loud, looked for the photo and showed it to each other filming our reaction and our comments.

Just really making a point of this: no names or pictures appeared on camera.

Well we made our video had our fun yada yada.

For some reason, people on our class started quoting and mocking us about this video a few days later. And we found out that one of the people from the friend group actually posted that video on tik tok and it got crazy popular on our college.

Some people started to say some really hateful things to us while also saying stuff like "how could you call x person that" or "how dare you talk about y person behind their back".

Idk why some people had felt hurt about our video since we didn't say nicknames, a name or any defining characteristic besides some pronouns here and there.

But even so, I was extremely embarrassed that this video was out in the open and being talked about in the campus (I swear idk how it got that popular) and actually apologized to my whole class about this incident cuz I couldn't bear the shame of it all.

Well, it was not a happy ending but I thought it would be an ending at least.

It was not.

Some guy (that I have beef for other reasons) sent this video to a gossip account on Twitter and they actually posted it with a caption of "Girls from x college are cyberbullying"

That made the flames of this incident grow again and it actually gained the attention of higher ups. We got suspended for like 3 days for "making the media (? Literally a single gossip account) see the college in a bad light"

Reasons I think I'm not the AH : it really was just meant to be a joke between friends, no one was supposed to know. And I think the consequences for it where to big in comparison to my actions (I literally didn't talk on the video but I participated)

Reasons I think Im the AH: talking behind people's back is shitty af

So, what do you guys think?

Tldr: made a Tik tok trend with my friend group where we talked about some people behind their back. No names were spoken, but after the video was posted by one of our friends without our consent, it blew up and some people actually got hurt about it. Then, another person sent the video to a gossip account on Twitter who posted it and got the attention of our college higher ups and they us all a suspension

AITA for making that video with my friends?

(pls don't say this is fake or fandom, sometimes crazy stuff happens and that's life (just not yours))

What are these acronyms?

[my-mt-heart]

Why Explicit Caryl Canon Matters

Daryl and Carol (Caryl) fans make up a large portion of the spinoff's audience, and this audience wholeheartedly believes that Daryl and Carol are each other's only choice. It's in the writing. It's also reinforced by cast, crew, and EPs. For example, Norman has repeatedly said “If Daryl falls in love, it's forever."

There's a misconception that Carylers are a bunch of hysterical saps – fans who only want their ship "fucking under the stars" and only care about Daryl because of Carol, but that’s not true. In reality, Caryl fans are the deepest, most intuitive thinkers in the TWD community. To them, story matters. While they recognize and adore all of the subtext, they understand that it's supposed to lead to something worth the 13-year wait. They're expecting that major sense of relief and joy from watching explicit, undeniable, canon.

Explicit canon respects Carol's and Daryl's character development – individually and together. They started out way behind everybody else in life, convinced they weren't worthy of love. Daryl thought he was better off alone and Carol thought she was just a burden, but then they showed each other their true potential. Carol told Daryl he was a "man of honor" and Daryl taught Carol to have hope for a better future. They've struggled and suffered and strived to be good enough for each other. So, where's the payoff?

I understand not all fans want the same things, and maybe there's pressure to “keep everyone happy." Maybe it feels like a lose-lose situation. But from a marketing perspective, Caryl fans are a very reliable source of revenue for the show, so keeping them happy secures a reliable audience for future seasons of the show. They'll show up with their wallets out and their enthusiasm turned all the way up for Norman's and Melissa's nuanced performances. They'll create more fanart and other content. They'll make the show trend on Twitter constantly. Fans already adore Norman and Melissa, but explicit canon will amplify it further whereas keeping things ambiguous will cause a significant decline in viewership.

Ambiguity is the reason that the "I love you" scene in the flagship's finale got mixed reactions. For the fans who also struggle with their self-image, it was important to see Daryl and Carol overcome their own insecurities and finally "take whatever happiness they could get." But instead, many saw Carol's lighthearted "I love you too" and Daryl's departure as if they were both forfeiting what they always wanted. Daryl was submitting to his solitary nature again while Carol assumed she still owed a debt to her community and Daryl would be happier without her anyway. Both of them deserved a happy ending, or at least a piece of happiness to launch them into the next part of their journey. As far as many fans were concerned, neither of them got that.

That's why a lot of fans had a hard time watching S1 of the spinoff or opted out of watching all together. There were so many moments that teased the "possibility" of Daryl getting together with a younger, blonder woman nun while hints of Caryl's relationship were buried under more subtext. Keeping Daryl's feelings ambiguous just for the "fun" of shipbaiting cheapens Caryl's one-of-a-kind relationship, falsely indicating that their iconic beats can be recycled with someone else and still evoke the same passionate response from fans.

Ambiguity also perpetuates ageism and gives non-Caryl fans the excuse to say hurtful things to or about Melissa. Whether or not she's online to see it makes no difference because it still degrades her and it damages other women's perceptions of beauty and worth. Explicit canon on the other hand raises both Melissa and Norman up as two powerhouse actors utilizing their unparalleled chemistry to celebrate mature romances. It brings Daryl’s defining character traits to the forefront – the nurturing traits and the epic ones. It positions Daryl and Carol as equals, and it helps drown out the harmful comments against Melissa. 

Hopes for season 2 of the spinoff are high. Confirmation of Carol's and Daryl's romantic relationship in a way that needs no interpretation and no explanation from anyone offscreen is a dealbreaker. I know in terms of explicit canon, post-production can make all the difference, so it's crucial someone in a position of power pushes for canon that fully and unapologetically lives up to the fans' expectations, does right by the characters, and respects what Melissa wants.

[ingravinoveritas]

I personally think its disgusting of what she posted yet again its all about her and she the reason why micheal keeps trending 4th day oh please he was trending for days before she came in the picture. And for someone who has no career and basically living off her parter who works so hard and been ill with virus the last few days and haven't been able to perform and she post this. Taking the credit for something that has nothing to do with her. He very grateful that she keep him grounded what that suppose to mean ? He was doing better before she came in the picture since he been with her his career have been slowed a little and she probably the reason for it

What do u say ?

Oh, boy. I saw this a little while ago, and all I could think was that the bar is so low at this point--like halfway between the fourth and fifth circles of Hell--and this still somehow falls short.

I know there has been a lot of talk about the t-shirt Anna is wearing (which was a gift from a fan at the stage door of Nye), but for me, the t-shirt is the least concerning part of all this. It's a reference to a quote from Staged (it's the title of a season 1 episode, in fact), and I am sure Michael found it funny. The only problem is that without the context of why it's a joke, it actually just isn't that funny. And it sets the stage for everything else that is happening.

Which brings me to the caption she wrote, which was what primarily caught my attention. The reason Michael is currently trending on Twitter (X, whatever we're calling it) is because of the overwhelmingly positive response to The Assembly, which aired last Friday night. He is receiving a tremendous amount of praise for being on the show, how he spoke to the interviewers, and the respectful and joyous atmosphere that was cultivated on the show. And rather than allude to any of that--not to mention Michael being sick recently, or the trip they went on to Disneyland Paris--Anna made Michael trending on Twitter about her.

That is what stands out to me the most. The idea of "keeping him grounded" that is coming across more like kicking someone when he is already down. That he somehow needs that, and that she would have us believe he is "grateful" to her for, what...comparing him to a loud bird? Repeatedly making fun of his looks and interests without a shred of respect or affection behind it? I'm also confused by the implication (and the irony) that Michael somehow has a large ego that needs to be kept in check when she is the one coming across as self-involved in this Insta story. So, yes. I'm at a bit of loss here.

I just keep thinking of the things she could have said instead. How she could have uplifted Michael, wished him well on returning to the stage tonight after several days' absence, said how she was glad to have spent time with him or taken care of him while he was ill. Just something that would give him a reason to hold his head high. But I guess it might just be easier to convince herself/everyone else that he is smiling if his head is hanging down instead.

I am just glad Michael is out performing again tonight and getting to be on stage and do the thing he truly loves to do. But those are my thoughts, and I'd be glad to hear from my followers about what you think, regardless of whether you agree or disagree...

[legendary-69420]

Chapter 14: The Ken Surprise

(Racing Hearts : VOLUME 2) Song : "Dance the Night - Dua Lipa"

The night was electric. Mark had been invited to the exclusive Barbie movie premiere, and naturally, he extended the invitation to his closest friends—especially Charles. Though Charles had initially thought it was just another glitzy event, Mark’s excitement had been contagious.

As they arrived, Mark absolutely owned the red carpet. He was dressed in a sleek, tailored suit that hugged his frame perfectly, radiating confidence and charm. Cameras flashed from every angle, and Mark’s easy grin and casual interactions with the actors made it seem like he had been part of Hollywood for years. He was effortlessly engaging with everyone, from the director to the leading actors, laughing as if they were lifelong friends.

Charles, standing a few feet away, couldn’t help but admire how easily Mark blended into any scene—whether it was the racing circuit or the dazzling world of film premieres. Still, he wondered what had brought Mark here, aside from the invite. The thought lingered briefly, but he brushed it aside, settling in for what he thought would just be a fun night at the movies.

As the film began, laughter and excitement filled the theater. The nostalgia and bright visuals of Barbie had everyone captivated. Then, halfway through the movie, during the iconic "Barbie's House Party" scene where Dua Lipa's "Dance the Night" started playing, something happened that no one expected.

The camera panned over a group of glamorous Kens dancing with Barbies, and suddenly, there he was—Mark Spencer, perfectly cast as a Ken. The room fell into stunned silence for a split second. Mark looked impeccable on screen, dressed in a pristine, vibrant Ken outfit, his dazzling smile lighting up the entire scene. His hair was slicked back, and his moves were perfectly in sync with the rest of the cast, as if he belonged there all along.

Charles’ jaw dropped, his eyes widening in disbelief. The same seemed true for everyone else in the theater. Gasps echoed across the room, and whispers broke out as people started realizing that Mark wasn’t just here as a guest—he had starred in the movie. It was a surprise cameo no one saw coming.

By the time the scene ended, the audience was buzzing, exchanging glances and whispers, while Charles turned toward Mark with a shocked smile. "You were in this?" he mouthed incredulously.

Mark just shrugged nonchalantly and whispered back, "Surprise!"

But Charles knew Mark too well. Behind that casual exterior, there was a hint of pride—and rightfully so. This was another layer to the man who could excel on the track and now, apparently, on the big screen too.

As the movie ended, the entire theater erupted into applause. Mark was mobbed by well-wishers, fellow actors, and excited fans, congratulating him on the unexpected cameo. Charles stayed by his side, unable to suppress his admiration.

The Internet Goes Crazy

It didn’t take long for the internet to catch on. The moment the credits rolled and the theater lights came on, phones were whipped out, and social media platforms flooded with reactions.

On Twitter, the hashtag #MarkKENcer was trending within minutes.

@F1FanGirl2323: "Wait…was that Mark Spencer as Ken in the Barbie movie?! I CAN’T EVEN!! #MarkKENcer #TooHotToHandle🔥"

@Film_Fanatic19: "Mark Spencer just made the Barbie movie a million times better! I need a whole spin-off with him as Ken. #MarkKENcer"

@Dua_LipaObsessed: "Not me thinking Mark Spencer was just a guest at the premiere, and then BAM! Ken energy unmatched! #MarkKENcer"

Instagram wasn’t far behind, with fans and celebrities alike sharing stories and reels from the red carpet, tagging Mark and flooding his comments section with heart-eyed emojis and messages of shock.

@the_rock: “Bro killed it as Ken! Didn’t know you had acting chops too 💪👊 #MarkKENcer"

@dualipa_: "The party scene wouldn’t have been the same without you, Ken! 💖💃"

YouTube was filled with clips from the party scene, as fans uploaded snippets from the premiere, replaying Mark’s cameo over and over again.

"Mark Spencer Stuns as a Surprise Ken in the Barbie Movie—Watch the Full Cameo!"

"F1 Racer to Movie Star? Mark Spencer’s Epic Barbie Cameo Explained!"

TikTok quickly joined the frenzy, with users recreating his dance moves, while others jokingly pretended to be shocked at his “hidden” talents.

Backstage Reactions

After the movie and media storm that followed, Mark and Charles found a quiet spot backstage. Charles still couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed.

“You never mentioned you were in the movie,” Charles teased, nudging him as they stood by a quiet corner.

Mark grinned, looking completely at ease. “It was just a quick cameo. A favor for the director. They needed a charming Ken, so who better, right?”

Charles laughed, shaking his head. “You’re full of surprises.”

“I like to keep things interesting,” Mark said with a wink. “Besides, now you know I’m not just a pretty face behind a race car.”

Charles’ playful smile softened into something more serious for a moment. “You really are something, you know that?”

Mark leaned back against the wall, his confident exterior cracking just a little as he shrugged. “I try.”

Charles looked at him, and for a brief moment, the world of racing and movie premieres faded into the background. All that mattered was the growing connection between them, something deeper than fame or talent—something real.

“Whatever happens next, just know I’m proud of you,” Charles added quietly.

Mark smiled, his eyes twinkling. “Thanks, Charles. That means a lot.”

As they left the premiere, stepping back into the chaotic world of cameras and reporters, Mark couldn’t help but feel a sense of fulfillment. Whether it was on the racetrack, on-screen, or in moments like this with Charles—he was exactly where he wanted to be.

--- (After writing ts I realised that the KENcer sounds like cancer 💀💀😭😭 and i couldn't change it so I guess yeah we will forever have a cancer....I mean KENcer lol)

[lucykuoart]

So I've been through the mod PRHVL nights and I have very strange thoughts, again…

I appreciate the work that was put into this mod as it is not the easiest task

But my thoughts don't fit the views of this fandom, so writing on Twitter is dangerous. And now I put myself at risk. After all, I am the main villain here, the hater and the monster! Although it would take some effort to get me to that point

So, on to the bright side. Hooray, yes, I can complete Olivia's quest as Marcoh and go to the ball with her! Great, although I thought it would be harder, as I always imagined

And when playing as Olivia…you can't invite Marcoh. Almost immediately you see how Daan speaks to you, although, for example, this was not the case with Marcoh. Hmm, why is that and why is it one of the three options? I pretend I don't know, I'm a terrible person, a hater! (no)

I understand that this is a mod, it is from a fan with his own views, and developing a huge number of options is expensive in every sense. But I saw the best moment when Marcoh gives the bracelet to Olivia, talking about his sister and…after we hear that he can't, because he's going with him. Okeeyy… Honestly, this could have been made into a quest, and the event was unexpected and pleasant.And you probably expect this from a romantic mod

Well, at least I almost made a visualization of my fanfic eee

They can tell me that here are Caligula's words in the game, here is Marcoh's behavior, here is the future update… So what? There is no exact yes or no right now, that's all. And also believe Caligula, the most reliable person, yeah. It's as if the unreliable narrator and similar techniques have died out or never existed. And here he is with Tanaka, with Daan together… Yes, together he can be, as with Olivia, as with anyone who is over 18 years old. Why have we reached a point where, let's be honest, a section of the fandom pushes their own views on a character without regard for the interests of others, when a compromise could be reached for everyone? Until December 2023 (wow, a year has passed) and after, I calmly looked at art or read fanfics with Marcoh and not Olivia, like that (There are some cool art and fanfics with Marcoh and Daan, everyone should watch them!) (You may have also seen my content on Marcoh/Pav. And everything is fine, I am grateful to the author for these drawings, everything is fine (sorry, I made Pav badly twice in the mod. But when I found out that we are talking about Pav as an option, playing as Marcoh I smiled, you immediately think about a specific author). There is nothing stopping me from doing this, being a terrible creature who loves the opposite sex. I'll probably be cancelled for these words, but am I lying? We have to compromise. I never said that Marco should be with Olivia, but I don't want the opposite extreme either. Everyone should be comfortable, as long as it doesn't break the law. Let me remind you, Olivia is 20, that's all

Oh, yes, I went to extremes again, but what can I do, I don’t understand anything. So, I wasn't the only one passing through, my fandom friends were there too. I really want to believe that this is not so, some kind of mistake, but when you try to make Daan/Karin in this mod… it won't work. It may also depend on the character, like Marcoh can, but Olivia can't, but I was told this. I want to be wrong, but if not…what has this rather sharp option done to prevent it? I don't want to say anything bad to the author, he doesn't owe us anything and did a great job, I also enjoyed it. But this trend of good and bad thorns, pleasing and unpleasing…is sad. When I joined the fandom in September 2023, everything was fine, everyone did whatever they wanted in this ship sandbox. But it seems to me that after more than a year the situation is getting worse and worse, ultimately dividing people for some absurd reason. Shouldn't we have fun and let there be absurd options? Again, yes, I may be too fanatical, but I will never insist on Marcoh and Olivia together as the truth, EVER. I try to show charm, everything, although yes, I failed, making it only worse, as well as what I write. I'm trying, but it's getting worse and worse, as always, I hate it, this is how life is…. It would probably be even better if I were to be subjected to a barrage of criticism. But I wanted the best, I thought people might find a neutral option…

Yes, in the end it turned into more of a personal record of thoughts, what can you do… I really don't want to offend anyone, please believe me. If I offended anyone in this fandom, said something wrong, forgive me, I never wanted and don't want to. I would rather apologize for everything, I often scare my friends with this So, about the mod at the end… Marina's quest with the mannequins is broken, you need to click on the option with questions if you have the necessary item esc

[girlygguk]

sour straws - jjk (a fame drabble)

pairing ; idol!jk x idol!oc

synopsis ; siren is getting attention, hanna is freaking out, and aera runs into a wide-eyed puppy dog at the corner store.

parts ; prologue | one | two | three | four | five | ...

content ; aera & siren are going viral, a jaera fluffy piece

word count ; 2.3k

lowercase intended / unedited

a/n: thank u guys sm for enjoying the story! here's a drabble to tie us over until the next chapter, love u all xx

the video of aera mentioned in this drabble ; click here

date: april 2016 - a week or so after the events of chapter two

thump.

"what the fuck?" aera spluttered in a tired daze, lifting her head to stare at a groggy ha-joon glaring at her from her side of the room. she had launched her pillow at the elder girl and was now clambering off her bed to retrieve it.

"your phone won't stop buzzing, and you just slept right through it," the maknae grumbled, "it's our sleep-in day! please for the love of god—" joonie's pleading was cut off ironically by another vibration of aera's phone. aera swore she saw joonie's eye twitch at the noise.

"okay, okay. calm down, she-hulk," aera huffed, leaning over and grabbing her phone from the bedside table to silence the device. a pleased kim ha-joon waddled back to her bed with her pillow sandwiched in her arms before flopping onto the mattress. she was asleep again within seconds.

wiping the sleep from her eyes, aera tapped on the screen of her phone to awaken it and sighed at the 8:34 am that blared back at her. she had only gotten to bed at four in the morning after working on a new arrangement for their album with han-na yesterday. no wonder she slept through the alerts.

aera swiped through her notification centre in confusion, seeing dozens of comments on all her socials, but twitter was the most prominent. she opened the app and a low, shocked gasp escaped her mouth when the trending tab caught her eye.

trending in south korea

2 — #HwangAera

she could feel her pulse in her throat, wondering if this had something to do with their performance at gayo daejejeon last week. did she mess up and not notice? was everyone making fun of her? eyebrows pinched in utter confusion, aera tapped on the hashtag and waited for it to load with a heavy heart.

she recognised a few of their most active allures' accounts at the top of the feed and felt exponentially more at ease.

'@ asamislove: 1/1000 reasons to stan siren: #hwangaera'

[ video attached ] 

jesus, aera thought. she last saw that video when it was posted on their company's socials at the beginning of 2015. it was one of the recordings she took to send to their vocal coach when she and the girls were given techniques to work on. it barely garnered views when it was posted, the majority of the audience being dedicated allures, and if we're being honest - there are very few of those. why is the video getting attention now?

aera scrolled for a few minutes; eyes still squinted with fatigue while she spam liked every post she saw. she couldn't believe that so many people were sharing the video - people that had no idea who she even was. her teeth rolled her lower lip back and forth in angst as she read through all the praise for herself and siren alongside the video.

'@ moonlightmomo: wow yall are FAKE for not telling me about siren sooner #hwangaera #siren'

[ video attached² ] 

'@ sirenstepstool: may i remind you all that this is their main DANCER? yea hurry up go stan #mywife #hwangaera #siren'

[ video attached³ ] 

she felt her heart race again as her gaze shifted from her phone to her roommate, watching as the blonde clutched her pillow, soft snores blowing through her lips as she slept. deciding not to wake the sleeping devil just yet, she sat up and quietly threw on a pair of sweats and a hoodie before tiptoeing out of their dorm, en route to bother someone else who would, without a doubt, be awake. jang han-na.

"ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod!" han-na cried, scrolling through the seemingly endless retweets of aera’s video on twitter, a shit-eating grin adorning her lips. "of course it's you who goes viral. we all sent in similar videos. bitch." the elder jokes, giggling when aera delivers a wack to her hoodie-clad arm.

aera and hanna are currently sitting outside of the park entertainment building, perched against the wall of the structure, reading through all of the comments on their social medias. this was aera's go-to spot when she needed a moment to herself, or if she had to talk to someone on the phone without the four of her nosy sisters sniffing around to see who it was. the younger of the two had hummed in thought when hanna asked if she came out here often as she followed behind her. a moment passed before aera shook her head, a lousy "just thought it looked nice," leaving her lips in response.

"they're talking about us, unnie. like everywhere." aera spoke in shock, now on instagram, seeing how the mentions of their group's hashtag had more than quadrupled in the span of a few hours.

hanna nodded, eyes not even tearing away from her phone to respond, "our music video views are going up too. oh my god, our followers. two hundred thous- fuck i need to call dae-jungnim. i feel like i'm going to puke." aera watched in amusement as hanna scrambled to her feet, dashing inside to head for the office and call their director.

the cool breeze of the morning air nipped at the remaining girl's skin as she pulled her knees closer to her chest, head falling back slightly to rest against the building behind her. her phone was balanced on her knees as she lifted a hand to tap on it and check the time. 9:03 am. she had an hour before she had to head to practice.

her tiredness was suddenly forgotten as she sent hanna a text saying she was going for a walk and would return before practice started. aera shoved her phone in the pocket of her sweatpants before heading towards her favourite corner shop.

the bell above their local convenience store door whistled as aera entered the shop. she waved politely to heejin, the owner's daughter, who returned the gesture with a cheesy smile. aera was mid-walk toward the candy aisle, head down as she checked her bank app on her phone to avoid her card declining at the checkout, when her body came in contact with a wall.

"aish," she cursed under her breath as her phone slipped from her hand. it was, in fact, not a wall that she ran into, but instead a person. a white shirt and black sweatpants adorned his figure as he scrambled to pick up her phone that slid across the floor.

he shifted the two mini bottles of banana-flavoured milk and bag of sour straws into his left hand before leaning down and grabbing her cell phone off the floor with his right. aera's eyebrows furrowed as she stared at the back of the stranger's head, wondering why he looked so familiar. when he bent back up and turned to face her, she then realised why.

"oh shit, aera! hey! sorry, i was in a rush," jungkook apologised, handing the girl's phone back when he reached her. while she was checking the device for any new defects, she gave up with a heavy sigh. it was hopeless to identify any new marks, the screen was already covered in cracks.

"no, don't apologise," aera shook her head, "i wasn't looking where i was going. and this thing is a piece of shit. i'd probably thank you if you broke it."

jungkook lifted his eyes back to aera's face after shamelessly trailing down her outfit when she was inspecting her phone. sweatpants and a hoodie is his favourite outfit on her, she always looked so warm. he smiled at her lightheartedness before speaking, "what are you here for?" he knew what she was getting, what she always gets, but he asked for the sake of it.

her eyes dropped to the candy in his left hand, and he watched with a smirk as her eyes squinted at him. "hm, i wonder," she rolled her eyes teasingly, resuming her trek to the confectionary aisle. and he followed.

"you little shit," aera gasped when she reached the section that hung her favourite sweets. completely empty.

his smirk was yet to leave his face as he watched her spin to face him. "last bag," he nodded before faking a pout. she shook her head in disbelief, "you don't even like them!" she was right. he didn't. but she loved them. and he might be trying to build a tolerance for them.

"i don't know what you're talking about, these are my favourite." he lied, suppressing a laugh when her face contorted into a confused gape.

"you are evil." she whined, turning away and walking further down the aisle. and he followed.

"i'd be happy to give them to you," he offered simply. at that, she whipped around at record speed, staring at him with hope.

"really?"

"mhm."

"okay," she nodded, holding her hand out, "gimmie."

he nodded along, holding the candy out towards her. aera reached for the bag but before it was in her grasp, he pulled his hand back swiftly.

"for something in return."

a soft whine left her lips at his childishness, her arm dropping to her side. "you're so annoying," she scoffed through a chuckle. "what do you want?"

"come for a walk with me," he shrugged, tongue poking out to wet his dry lips while he watched her eyes roll back, one of her biggest habits.

"now?"

"yeah."

"i can't, i have practice at 10." but of course jungkook knew that. he knew her schedule to a T, memorising her ridiculous rehearsal hours so he knew when she would most likely respond to his texts.

"it's," he grabbed his phone from his trousers to check the time, "only ten past nine! that's plenty of time."

"you are insufferable," aera lied, taking the sour straws from his hand before turning on her heels and heading to the refrigerators. once again, like a lost fucking puppy, he followed.

she grabbed a bottle of dragonfruit vitamin water from the fridge, "c'mon then," she said softly before heading to the checkout.

aera was in the middle of making small talk with heejin when jungkook reached them. heejin rang up aera's order and as she stepped toward the eftpos machine, jungkook plopped his drinks onto the counter and slid ₩25k toward the owner's daughter. heejin smiled before cancelling the eftpos transaction and put the cash through the register.

"jungkook." aera's eyebrows furrowed in annoyance, watching as he waved his hand in a keep-the-change motion before thanking heejin and grabbing the groceries. aera thanked the girl as well before walking through the door that he held open, stepping into seoul's brisk morning air.

jungkook handed aera her drink and sour candy before cracking the lid on one of his banana milks and taking a big swig. he offered her a sip as they walked next to each other, but she shook her head, already tearing into the bag of sour straws.

pulling two out of the bag, she stopped walking and bit into one, holding the other to his lips with a smirk. "go on then, if you love them so much." he stopped walking as well, glancing down at the rainbow lolly stick covered in tangy sugar. he internally cringed thinking about actually eating it, but nevertheless leaned closer and took a big bite out of it from her fingers.

if there's one thing about jungkook, it's that he is horrible at hiding his emotions. so he just doesn't. it's one of the things aera has always liked about her friend. she appreciates his authenticity and forwardness, whether or not it can annoy the shit out of her sometimes.

he only makes it through two bites of the sweet before his face contorts into a pained scowl, causing aera to fall into a fit of giggles. "god, that's disgusting. your tastebuds are messed up." he shakes his head with a smile, her laugh subsiding the pain of eating the atrocious candy.

they fall back into a steady pace as they resume walking, enjoying the comfortable silence while they both indulge in their snacks. they had been walking for about ten minutes now, jungkook snorting at some stupid joke aera had made before he looked forward, noticing his company building up ahead.

the park entertainment building was not far from bighit at all, which is why the two nineteen-year-olds share a favourite convenience store. "did you want to come say hi to the guys?" jungkook offered, looking over at aera while she finished her mouthful.

"can't, jungkook. practice, remember?" she reminded, stopping in her tracks, causing him to as well. she shoved the bag of sour straws into his hand, "share some with bangtan-sonyeondan-seonbaenim and tell them i said hi," aera teased. jungkook rolled his eyes at her formality, bumping his shoulder with hers before tucking the candy into his pocket and heading back toward the direction they came.

"where are you going?" aera asked in confusion, and his head turned slightly to her with furrowed brows.

"walking you back?" he said just as confused, as if it was the only possible answer in the world.

"what? no? your place is right there," aera gestured towards his company with her bottle of vitamin water, "that's just a waste of time."

"no, it's not." he shook his head, the corner of his mouth pulling into a smile. he would walk her to busan if she asked him to. "come on, you'll be late." he ushered her towards him and waited for her to start walking with him again. and she did.

[amagnificentobsession]

Seems like a war has been waged.

Someone threw their halo.

I’m seeing more and more venomous posts about the shipping of Michael and David. Aziraphale and Crowley have left the building for now it appears in this argument.

What is written here is MY opinion, no one else’s.

Choose to read it or not, it’s fine. But be respectful.

Not just of me, but of anyone.

The recent explosion of interactions between Michael and David completely and utterly enthralled us.

After the Twitter(X) debacle and the absolute HATE that Michael received for “not choosing a side”, his then attempt at explaining his thoughts (that he didn’t owe to anyone) for wanting it all to end, and civilian casualties to stop. Nope, not good enough Michael, you HAVE to pick a side. He was done. He didn’t want to do it anymore.

He’s working, has a family, came to (X) for a bit of fun and silliness. That was now gone. So he left. Probably in sheer and utter disgust. How can anyone blame him?

Now we have David Tennant, blooming like the most beautiful orchid, petals wide, labellum in its full GLORIOUS expansion, the likes of which we’ve never seen before.

Good Omens, Staged, Litvinenko, Dr. Who, Macbeth, being a DILF (3 goes into 6 twice Michael 🤭) it just continues.

From his choice in clothing, the dignity and eminence with which he carries himself. This comes from a deep self-assurance and self-worth.

Seeing the reviews for Macbeth, his stance onstage, the PURE divination on his face as he looked out and saw Michael. The LOVE in that moment would steal the last remnants of air from an exploding supernova.

No one can tell me there isn’t a pure, abiding LOVE between them. PURE. In whatever way THEY choose to categorize it.

Michael Sheen, we can all agree, holds NOTHING back. If he felt in anyway infringed upon with these ideas, can you imagine him saying nothing? Can you imagine him allowing his BEST FRIEND, someone he deeply LOVES, to be accosted with lies and misinformation?

I certainly cannot.

Michael Sheen has always been a powerhouse. Barreling through on whatever chosen path he decided.

David Tennant has been a softly caressing wave on the beach. Doing as he desired, quietly, without much fanfare. Happy to be low profile.

That has all changed with the adjoining of these two humans.

As others have stated many, many times, “the biggest shippers of these two, are Michael and David.”

Does this keep them in the public eye?

Absolutely.

Does this keep them trending and on topic?

Absolutely.

Do I think they would continue to be this same way with each other if the world looked the other way and didn’t care?

ABSOLUTELY.

[notsp1derman]

it's yapping time: in defense of hello kitty island adventure

I don't think I've seen people talk about this here, but I just saw a review on the hell app (tiktok) about this silly little game that made my blood BOIL.

A creator was saying how he hated the game because it was too easy, there was nothing to do and all quests were locked behind "friendship levels", which took time to upgrade. While some criticisms were very valid, and the game is far from truly polished, this is just the dumbest take I've seen in a while, and of course it ALWAYS comes from adults that enjoy kid's media.

A moment to vent my anger in my native language (because there's some expressions that just don't hit the same in english): seu DESGRAÇADO cara não acredito que um MARMANJO desse fica falando de joguinho pra criança vei vai carpir um lote, lavar uma louça sei lá mulheres não podem ter nada mesmo que uns TONHÃO desses ficam enchendo o saco. INFERNO.

Ok, thank you. Back to the topic. I'm a graduating designer, so we are all too acquainted with those pesky users that think every product ever invented should accomodate their especial needs. This trend results in a worrying lack of products designed for specific age groups, specially entertainment for children. Kids' shows can't be just silly, they have to fit in some in-universe logic and deep backstories so the 20-something year olds that are also watching don't complain on twitter about the "terrible writing".

This doesn't mean cartoons shouldn't be well thought out and with deep lessons for children, we have a lot of good examples for that too. But if you, an adult, is watching this show to decompress and have fun, you BET children also are doing just that. The same applies to games, specially in an industry full of violent titles and with online games slowly dying, like Club Penguin and other safe spaces for children.

For a game to be a safe space for a child, it can't be too overwhelming and has to be generous in the amount of time it gives the kid to explore and just have fun. My friend's brother is 5, and his favorite activity in hello kitty is running around collecting sticks, because that's basically what he understood of the game. And that should be fine!! A child takes double the time any adult would doing the basic tasks and quests, and a game for children SHOULD be as slow as they need!

When you look through this lens, all those accusations fall apart and the design decisions become clear: the friendship system is so that kids don't just spend the whole day in the game to complete it, and can take their time exploring; the gimmicks are simple to accomodate a bigger range of children, and there are a lot of activities that might be boring as fuck for adults but entertain kids for days, like taking pictures with funny poses or running around to catch critters.

Of course, that's not to say hello kitty island adventure is the PERFECT kids' game. I think the price is absurd, and there are small quality-of-life upgrades I would do as a designer. Children do deserve a cheaper game with a bit more dialogue options and a better leveling system. Still, to say this game is boring while not understanding when you're not the center of attention is so immature and egocentric! There are a ton of different games out there, all very very good, so if you can't bear cozy, simple things you can make the sacrifice of playing another title without your beloved sanrio characters. I swear you won't die from it.

That was all for today, till the next one!

[jambrainrot]

(I third you making an ao3!) Prompt: as we all know, Jam share the same PR agency and it would be funny to see their PR person trying not to have a breakdown with *whatever* is happening with them. A fic from the PR’s person’s pov

Pairing: Jacob/Sam

Tags: original characters(people?), outsider POV, hints at jam romance, I had way too much fun with this prompt

Warnings: none (cuteness overload!)

Rating: T

Emily Row had managed Sam Reid for three years before Jacob Anderson came along. Back then, her biggest challenge was explaining why Sam didn’t have social media (“Just not my thing anymore, need to focus on my mental health”). Now she had two of them. A package deal, the agency called it. No one mentioned they’d be a package deal in every other way too.

Her phone buzzed. Twitter. Again.

“Emily!” Greg burst into her office, tablet in hand. “You need to see this.”

“If it’s another fan photo-”

“They’re at the Winter Garden Theatre. Someone spotted them in line for Beetlejuice.”

She pulled up Twitter. Sure enough, there they were - Jacob in his usual black jacket, Sam in that ratty cardigan he refused to replace. The photo was blurry, but you could see Sam’s head thrown back in laughter while Jacob watched him with that soft look that drove their fans crazy.

Jam Reiderson. A name that sent shivers down her spine.

“There’s more,” Greg swiped through his tablet. “They took the subway after. Look.”

A new set of photos showed them crammed into a packed subway car. Sam was teaching Jacob some kind of hand game, both of them grinning like kids.

God, did no one in New York mind their business anymore?

Her phone rang. The network.

“Emily? We need to talk about Sam and Jacob’s... public appearances.”

“They’re just hanging out.”

“They were spotted at Universal Studios months ago. On the Mummy ride. Seven times. We had to scrub that from the internet.”

“They like roller coasters.”

“Someone said they were sharing a churro.”

Emily pinched the bridge of her nose. “People share food.”

“Sam was feeding it to Jacob. While they waited in line.”

“Sounds like fanfiction. We’ll use our burner account to say that person is a liar so the fandom tears each other apart over what’s true or not. They don’t have proof and people will doubt the churro thing.”

“Jacob said during an interview they want to Universal so people will believe it….”

Before she could respond, her email pinged. A fan blog submission on Tumblr:

“OH MY GOD you guys!!!! I totally forgot to post this but I saw Sam and Jacob at this cute sticker shop in Little Tokyo like three months ago?? Jacob kept picking out anime stickers and Sam was like ‘add it to the collection, love’ and they had this whole conversation about their sticker wall?? They were so cute and Sam kept putting stickers on Jacob’s nose and-”

The submission went on for three more paragraphs. Rambles about how adorable they were.

Emily deleted the submission.

Her phone buzzed. Sam.

“Em! Quick question - what’s the policy on matching tattoos?”

“Sam Reid, I swear to God-”

“Kidding! Sort of. We’ll wait until the final season to do that. But while I’ve got you, Jacob and I are going shopping on Rodeo. Promise to wear hats this time.”

“That’s not the-”

“Oh, and we might pop into that jewelry store you mentioned was dodgy with paps.”

Emily sat up straighter. “Which jewelry store?”

“The fancy one. With the rings.”

“Sam.”

“Just browsing! Jacob likes shiny things. Like a magpie, this one.”

Another call beeped in. Jacob. A hive mind, indeed.

“Hold that thought,” she switched lines. “Jacob, please tell me you’re not at Cartier.”

“Emily,” his proper British accent somehow managed to sound both prim and guilty. “I assure you we’re being very discreet.”

In the background, she heard Sam shout, “Oi, Jake! This one matches your eyes!”

Greg appeared in her doorway again. “Uh, Emily? They’re trending. Again. Someone just posted photos from last week. They were at bowling alley at 12 AM, racing each other in the arcade.”

Emily opened her desk drawer. The emergency whiskey bottle clinked against her stress ball collection.

Her phone lit up with a text from Sam: “Don’t worry, Em! No one saw us. Except maybe that night guard. And the teenager restocking food. And possibly that lady walking her cat. People walk cats at 2 AM in LA?”

Another buzz. Jacob: “I told him going to that bowling alley was a bad idea. But he did win me that stuffed penguin from the claw machine.”

Emily stared at the ceiling. When she’d signed Sam years ago, he was just another actor on the rise. Sighed into his dream show, Interview with the Vampire. Then Jacob joined the cast, and suddenly she was managing Hollywood’s favorite “are they or aren’t they” duo. She hadn’t signed up for this.

“Greg?”

“Already ordered your lunch. Double shot of espresso. And I updated your therapist appointment to weekly.”

“Make it twice weekly.”

Her phone buzzed again. A new Twitter notification. This time it was a thread: “A complete timeline of Sam Reid and Jacob Anderson acting like a couple - A THREAD 1/341?”

Emily reached for the whiskey.

[marengogo]

5: Marengo & The Rainbow Avengers

Take Two - by BTS  

[Music is a very big part of my life and I’m MOSTLY INCAPABLE of writing without music, so I just thought I'd share what I am listening to while writing this]

–🐺–🐺–🐺–

I meant to post this yesterday, in honour of their birthday, but, 24 hours never seem to be quite enough do they? So, here it is, the SUPER-LONG-DETAIL story of how Marengo was unexpectedly saved by 7 Rainbow Avengers, also known as BTS.

CHAPTER 1: MY HEART WAS BROKEN

The date was January 27; 2019. ARASHI japanese boy band that debuted in 1999 got together and in front of a well organised, and somewhat serene, press setting, televised to their fans all over the world including myself, announced that they would go on an indefinite hiatus starting January 1, 2021. Not sure why I wasn't expecting this. This was the first time they every did something like this, and the tell-tell signs had been plenty, but still, had I been ready, it still would have hit as hard as it did.

I remember silently crying, as Ohno their leader and my bias, who is the one in the middle of the above picture spoke and told us how, basically. he was tired and just wanted to spend his time on his boat fishing his days away. Fishing had always been his passion, but he also always dreamed of becoming the captain of his own ship Monkey D. Luffy watch out!. ARASHI had quite a few of their own shows and in one of them (Arashi Ni Shiayagare) we the fans, and the other members, got to cheer him on as he studied to get a licence to drive a boat. He succeeded, got his boat and for the rest of that year’s show he’d take us on adventures with his boat, fishing with famous Japanese celebrities as guests it was still a show after all. Every time he was on his boat he looked so fucking happy. So when he finally made the announcement, yes, I was shocked, yes, I was distraught, but ultimately I was happy for him. Just a whole STORM arashi means storm of emotions really. 

You need to understand, at that point, I had been their fan since 2009. If my Japanese is at the level it is right now, 1/10 of it is definitely thanks to them, since I used to regularly translate all their songs, dramas, shows, etc. To imagine I only started listening to them as a fun way to help me study Japanese … Anyways, back on track … their announcement happened on my 10 year anniversary (their 20th) and I remember the following day coming back from work, with their music in my ears, stopping at a traffic light wanting to cry as I kept thinking about them and right in that moment, I looked up at the big screen and so the following ad:

That evening was the first time I actually EVER seen the boys. Before that evening I had only  heard about them, A LOT,  and now in hindsight I know why. The first time had been some time in 2017, while I was looking for japanese articles to translate, I happened upon one that was about ARASHI, obviously, I got super excited and decided to read it. Only to find out how this journalist was basically describing why according to him ARASHI stood no comparison against this 7 boy band sensation “called BTS”. I was so irritated by that article I didn’t even bother to read their country of origin and for the longest time I decided they were Chinese 🤡. Mind you, I never once thought of BTS even after reading that article, my mind was ARASHI ARASHI ARASHI FOR DREAM! but that evening when I saw that ad I hated them. So I walked away, sad and angry O THE DRAMA! 🤡 but just like the first time I heard of them, I never thought of them again.

2020 rolled in, and just right before COVID, I started exploring new things on the internet amongst which I discovered a certain at the time budding actor and become a big fan not about to give myself out, so I won’t tell you who 😜, Let's call them X. What does a fan with extensive editing knowledge do? Why fan-edits of course! So I started making edits of X, and one day, as I was helping make X trend on Twitter for an event they were attending, on my timeline a particular video kept reappearing. So I clicked:

CHAPTER 2: I WAS LITERALLY SPEECHLESS AND MESMERIZED

Within ARASHI, only Ohno could actually dance, but these boys ... these boys could ALL dance and apparently they also sang, some holding one hell of a tune, and that beat, ooh the entire production…: JUST WOW. I must have watched the video another 10 times at least and all the while it never got old, in fact it only got better with every listen; so I then ended up adding ON to my playlist.

This day was February 25, 2020 and this is the date I unknowingly became ARMY and also the day I celebrate my anniversary on. Now you need to understand, my COVID days were mostly making edits of X, supporting X, trending for X on twitter so at this point I didn’t have the thoughts of wanting to find more about BTS. In my head, I found a song I liked, and thought "cool, I guess I don't necessesarily have to hate them ..." I quickly looked up JUNGKOOK because you don't belt a not like that and act like it didn't happened and kept it moving. 

Couple of days later, I’d start working on my first edit of X which blow up. This edit was was made using this one song I heard on a compilation which was circulating on twitter, it had a “certain dancer named Jimin” doing high kicks. The background song they used was named; UGH!. Sure, the dancer was hella skilled … but that song, I couldn’t stop playing the clip and though it was probably because of Jimin, my brain decided that it was the song can’t believe I found the exact edit!!! 👇🏾

Did I realise that UGH! which took me forever to find as I didn’t understand it was the name of the song at first 😂😂😂 was sung by BTS; as in THE SAME BTS I apparently didn’t hate so much anymore? NOPE. It didn’t even occurred to me because THAT BTS was a 7 member boy band not a hardcore 3 member rap group 😬😬😬. Anyways, I became obsessed with UGH! And as one does when in confinement, I started looking for people who would share my same enthusiasm, and since I had already fallen into the world of reactions on youtube for TV series THANKS A LOT COVID 🙃I thought I’d look to see if there was anyone who would react to songs, in this case, UGH! By the rapper group named BTS still to this point I had NO CLUE that they were the same people… I had to download an mp4 version from the internet in order to do the edit, so I didn't even know if it came from an album or where else and what I found was:

They were hella excited and I really could relate with that because that song always made me wanna turn the fuck up, but most of all, they were black people interested in something asian, and that for me was something I could heavily appreciated. Everyday I kept coming back to watch that reaction because it just made me so happy, and gave me so much energy, so I decided to see if they had any more songs from this rapper group. The first video that came up was their reaction to ON KINETIC MANIFESTO. THE AMOUNT OF DOTS THAT STARTED CONNECTING IN MY HEAD WERE SO MANY YOU’D THINK I DISCOVERED THE THREE LAWS OF EINSTEIN!

You should have seen my face when I discovered that UGH! was on the same album as ON: 🤡. This also made me want to look up the one member whose features really appealed to me the most, not gonna lie to y'all, it was love at first sight: RM. Wanting to know who he was I went on wikipedia, typed BTS and kept clicking every members name until I found him wikipedia has them ordered by age. I started reading about him and chuckled when I found out he was the leader what can I say, i seem to have had a type! aaaand he thought himself english and that made him even sexier in my eyes. When I tell you I spent a couple of days being obsessed with Namjoon 😬😬😬 ...

Anyways, I think a part of me wanted to start being invested, thus, before continuing watching more reactions with FoSquad I decided I wanted to listen to MOTS7, in its entirety, by myself and aside from ON and UGH! The only other song that I absolutely adored was Filter. AND SO began my search for the uncredited female singer that sang Filter, whom I couldn't find anywhere, NOT A SINGLE GOOGLE PAGE HAD THE NAME OF THE FEMALE SINGER THAT SANG FILTER ON ONE OF THE BIGGEST ALBUMS OF THE YEAR. For a couple of days this is what my google search looked like “What is the name of the female singer that sings Filter with BTS”. … 🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡

CHAPTER 3: A THREE MONTHS BLINK

Not finding an answer with regards to the mysterious Filter Singer and also concluding that the internet was still so lacking on proper representation of Asian artists, rather than me being the one who was dumb AF, I went continued my supporting X life, while constantly listening to ON, UGH! and Filter. Eventually, it was time to make another X edit, meaning I needed to search for new songs and since X was obsessed with BlackPink I decided to give them a chance and at the time the most recent song was SOUR CANDY feat. Lady Gaga. It was very Gagaish I just so happen to really like Gaga and the beat was perfect for editing, so I used it. On top of that, I joined X's I don't remember how many days countdown to the premiere of “How You Like That”. As I said, X was obsessed with BlackPink, hence, I became a Blink for 3 months.

The day How You Like That dropped I was just as excited as X and at the time I was staying with my directors at their place and they became my "covid bubble". The 3 of us were trying to save our company during COVID inactivity, which meant that during the mornings it was an incessant string of calls with lawyers, with rightfully desperate landlords chasing for money we didn’t have, third parties also needed money we didn't have ... basically, just a whole lot of heavy grinding. But in the evening, we'd cook dinner and we’d all watch a movie once we had quickly gone through the most recent Queer Eye season, even Queer Eye in Japan! and after they’d go to bed, I’d step up, talking with my X Twitter GC, while watching other shows and right before going to bed I'd watch How You Like That to get my spirits ready for the next day.

This was my routine at their house, every day from the release of that song, for a good 2 months. When August rolled around I decided to go back home, as the situation with the company seemed at least a bit stable. So it was back to self-distancing by myself and to my own surprise I didn’t feel the urge to listen to BlackPink at all. X was all that really mattered after all, and they had stopped talking about them, for the time being. So one early ass morning on August 21, 2020 I just so happened to be awake and twitter was buzzing with people waiting for a new BTS song to drop. As I was already awake and had another hour waiting for X to appear at their interview event, I decided to silently wait with ARMY; I did like ON after all. Thus, came Dynamite

CHAPTER 4: LIKE AN ECHO IN THE FOREST

It was nothing like ON. So at first I was a bit confused and didn't know what to think, as it was clear that I hadn't understood their genre. Yet, somehow, that boy winking at me at the end of the MV kept making me want to replay the song and before I knew it I was “shining through the city with a little funk and so-oul!”. Eventually, I looked him up and found out that the cute boxy smile boy with the light blue outfit’s name was V. Just as easy a name to remember as RM. By all means, he wasn’t RM, but that smile just was the cheekiest thing I had seen in a while.

But there was another person that was also FINALLY "introduced" to me through this video, the one who was my mysterious female voice and "UGH! dancer": JIMIN. Not sure why it didn’t connect with ON but the second I heard his voice in Dynamite DOTS WERE CONNECTING LEFT AND RIGHT, AND IT WAS FINALLY CLEAR IN MY MIND THAT SHE WAS ACTUALLY A HE, WHO WAS PRETTIER THAN A SHE AND SANG & DANCED LIKE AN ANGEL 🤯🤯🤯. ... Basically Dynamite introduced me to VMIN. 

It goes without saying, my queer-senses were all over the place with Jimin. So, as i usually do, not at all knowledgeable of the South Korean culture, I dove into the internet to ask and see if JM was part of the community: nothing came up. In fact, it was full of people going to a great length to explain why there was NO WAY IN HELL THAT JM WAS QUEER. Funnily enough, as I kept trying to look for connections between JM and the community, all that came up with connections between RM and V and the community (as they had made posts and connected with queer people, music, etc). The strong denying of any sort of connection between JM and Rainbow nation did discourage me a little, NGL. I had spent a year trying to not fall for queerbaiting and I didn’t want it to happen again. However, as I didn’t want to jump the gun since I didn’t quite know them at all, I decided that even though he wasn't a Fred Mercury he perhaps was a Bowie or a Prince. I was okay with that and decided to close that rainbow chapter at that AT THE TIME, BECAUSE WE ALL KNOW WHERE I STAND NOW 🤡. 

The weeks following Dynamite things around X’s management start to look very dodgy and fishy. As a fan you want to be positive, hope for the best, but as more and more evidence was brought forth I had to start to at least dissociate X from their company. This really made me and my X-friends incredibly sad and pretty disenchanted I will admit. Day by day we tried to look at the bright side but, it kept looking rather grim and right about that time somehow I was exposed to STAY GOLD and LIFE GOES ON. Thought Stay Gold wss the one in Japanese, the one that stuck with me was Life Goes On. I remember walking around the still empty studio we hadn’t been able to reinstated none of my colleagues with Life Goes On playing rather loudly. The comfort that song provided me in that moment I will never be able to explain. Is probably the same feeling older ARMY have with Spring Day. Life Goes On came to me in a moment when I really needed to hear those words, gently and promising, like an echo in the forest. 

As it started to become clearer that X was just as cowardly as their company I took a break from my Twitter page, which also just so happened to fall around Xmas time, so I got to actually have a real break with my sibling away from all that nonsense and into a different more secure looking world.

CHAPTER 5: WHO IS BTS?

I spent a good deal of my xmas break watching people's reaction to BTS, their story, their struggles, their MV. Through these reactors and “BTS experts” I was introduced to SOPE. In my baby ARMY experience they came as a set, Ying&Yang, one the opposite of the other, at least this was how majority of the old BTS edits and explaining videos would portray them luckily we now have many updated and more extensive videos out there. While watching all these compilations I also eventually learned all their names and started watching RUN BTS from episode 1 when I figured out tha utmost of the edits were from there I thought “Let’s go straight to the source, if I want to learn really what they are like”. 

The first thing that became pretty clear to me was that for example HOBI and YOONGI weren’t quite exactly like the compilations had been describing them all of them in fact. And it wasn’t like all the boys tried to act reserved or hide certain parts of themselves, they seemed so open that if people paid even just the smallest amount of attention they would know. So for the first time in a long time I found a group that wasn’t giving me doubts, worries … I really didn’t have to think too much but at the same time I knew that if I ever fell back into being depressed from my post-COVIDic environment, they’d also be able to find me down there, because they didn’t seem to shy away from those situations either. 

Going back to RUN BTS real quick, the one thing that it did for me, was introducing me to none other than KIM SEOKJIN. Before I knew it I always found myself following jin on the screen, waiting for him to talk and say a pun or dad joke, or just wanted to see and hear him laugh … I developed a crush for Jin and a small pointy edge every time someone would leave comments on youtube like “why is jin even in this band”, “ there is a reason why Jin dances in the back”. “Jin is not even handsome”. GURL/BOI/ENBY. Taking a break from X meant I would stay well away from Twitter, so I had no idea about BTS proper solos, antis, etc and like a moth to a flame, I’d fall for any troll and start defending Jin against the world. MFers … how dare they disrespected him like that! AND IN FRONT OF ME!

That being said a person called me a Jin-solo in a comment and the second that happened I was about to reply that "Yes I love Jin-" the implications of being a solo, COMPLETELY lost on my Baby ARMY ass but the second i started typing I immediately thought of Namjoon, and then Jungkook, and Jimin ... eventually I thought of all members and realised that I liked each member for different reasons and I couldn't choose one. Further research would eventually teach me that meant I was 0T7.

On my way back from my Xmas break I decided that I would stop associating with X and just move on with life. On my journey back home we were told we had to be Lockdown again, which really depressed me, but as if it was second nature, I played Life Goes On and tried to think of any positive thing. So I got back home wanting to watch more BTS reactions, while listening to BTS and wondering what Jin was doing. And from that moment on for a good month I’d go into my still empty office but this time knowing we could start calling back at least 2 of my colleagues, which made me so ecstatic sit down with my coffee and say “Alexa, play BTS” and Alexa would reply “Shuffling songs from BTS” and ALWAYS the playlist would start with a familiar whistle …

And the rest is history 😜.

So who is BTS? They are the 7 boys that came to my rescue when I felt heartbroken. The 7 boys that had so much skill and love to share with the world and wanted for me to join and not be left out. They are the boys that never pressured me into needing to like them, but somehow were always there when I unknowingly needed them. They are the 7 boys who reminded me that it was okay to not be okay and just go with the flow of things, even if it is against the flow of all. They are the 7 boys that keep trusting us with their everything and all they ask in return, if possible, is to be there, at end of this gigantic rainbow. And that is exactly where I plan to be. I am so grateful for all 7 of you and words could never describe how much I love you.

HAPPY 10TH ANNIVERSARY MY RAINBOW AVENGERS.

Always incredible respectfully yours,

Marengo. 

[bean-cookies]

Happy Valentine's Day!

I saw this trend floating around, started by twitter user @_mythir, and I thought it would be fun to fill it out for the Arriastis siblings ☺ So, which one would you date? [For the purpose of this question, you can ignore their canon sexualities]