#took me five mins xd

[nauschka]

Star Guardian!Prowl

Asked Khryo to try my hand on their design, and I listened to 'Light&Shadow' by Hiroyuki Sawano the whole time. Shivers! X3

There was a normal Prowl, who I bestowed The Magic upon xd

[arleniansdoodles]

We need your review on the Sifu episode from Secret Level, Queen! 🤲

I'd be happy to share my thoughts! I never thought I'd be asked for a review XD And I apologize in advance, this turned out longer than I expected!

Quick note, I watched the Sifu episode the day it came out, in the half-hour I had to eat breakfast before heading off to the office lmaoo I figured, it can't be more than nineteen minutes (which is the longest runtime for those episodes, I think), or even fifteen, so I was certain I could cram it in XD And I did it! hahaa

To start with the positives, I absolutely loved the episode!! I'll admit I'm kinda biased since I love Sifu in general, and I was eager to watch Secret Level because of that episode alone loll The art style was gorgeous; I know a lot of people have said already that it looks Arcane-esque, and I do agree! But I think that's just because they dialed the game's style up to eleven and made it more detailed. And having the episode set in the Club really adds to the style with all the neon colour palettes and dramatic lighting!

The music was also beautiful and I loved what I believe is the MC's theme (which plays out in full during the end credits), and also the remix of the game's main theme during the episode's climax! It really had that note of vengeance in it, like when you're on the vengeance path in-game and the Wuguan's theme has that darker base-like element; in contrast, when on the Wude path, the Wuguan's theme is softer, more ethereal.

Story spoilers below!

I really enjoyed the addition of Li, the dumpling seller! She had that sassy old lady vibe, and I think showing MC with her added a touch of personality and humanity to him. Like, even during his revenge quest, he still took the time to hang out with Li for five days while waiting for his targets, eating dumplings and playing Chinese chess with her hahaa And it was really sweet to see him be watched over, in a way! You could really tell that Li cared about him :''')

I found the change in MC's backstory an interesting touch, and I think it works pretty well for what the team wanted to show (especially in 7-10 mins). All the bosses appear to be consolidated into Sean, or at least he's the main bad guy while everyone else is off doing their own thing - Jinfeng's tower is in the opening shot, so I assume she's still a CEO up there; Yang had a brief cameo in the flashback sequence, and I don't know if he was just used as a regular grunt there, but in any case, the big baddie is Sean in this story. And that's totally fine to me because I love Sean! lmaoo (and I thought his model in the episode was very handsome, even more than the game model XD And on that note, MC is very handsome too, even as he gets older!)

Continuing with the story, I loved how the theme of "was it worth it?" tied into the end with Li, and the contrast of her having a peaceful life making dumplings comparing to MC using his life up to get vengeance. I liked that there wasn't a definite answer at the end, though it does kinda lean into MC regretting it imo. But it's definitely up for interpretation! And it tugged at my heartstrings when Li realized the old man was actually MC from his chopsticks habit hahaa

I don't have any negatives per se, but stuff I would've liked to see XD Right off the bat, I wish the episode was way longer lmaoo I'd love an animated series of Sifu that goes through all five levels! I do think the team did a good job of showing the revival mechanic with the time they had; having the red void be a training ground of sorts is a great idea imo and it was cool to see MC practicing the same situation repeatedly! Reminds me of all those playthroughs I watched where the gamers had to repeat the levels and boss fights to improve XD

Speaking of mechanics, the Kung-Fu aspect didn't really come through imo? Maybe there wasn't enough time to show off a bit of pak mei, but it felt more like regular brawling than martial arts. I would've liked to see more of the game's signature finishers, if they couldn't display much else of pak mei.

I'm not too bothered that we didn't get to see the final fight with Sean; I can see that it was more important to the team to show the episode's main theme/message rather than the combat. And it also works as an advertisement to get people to play the game loll Go create your own boss fight with Sean! XDD

Those are all the thoughts I have so far! I loved the episode and wish we had more of it :'''D Feel free to share your thoughts of the episode, if you like! And thanks for sending me the ask! <333

[megan-loves-surveys]

Yo.

Do you know anybody who is ambidextrous? Not that I know of.

Have you ever been 4-wheeling? No.

What’s the weather been like today? So far, it's a mixed bag - it's rained, but it's also been sunny. I'm hoping that rains goes away altogether before I have to go out.

What was the last exam you sat for? One for uni.

Will you be attending any weddings in the near future? Not that I'm aware of.

Do you currently have any unread text messages, and who from? No.

Speaking of text messages, what colour is your cell phone? Red.

Do you live anywhere near the woods? We don't really have 'woods' so to speak.

Would you ever consider a career in the tourism industry? Maybe? I did take Tourism at school haha.

Do you have any important anniversaries you celebrate? Oh yeah. My boyfriend and I's anniversary is in June, and I always celebrate Shield related anniversaries - like their debut and when Seth turned on them etc.

When was the last time you used q-tips? Dunno.

How does your hair react to humid weather or rain? It goes all weird and big haha.

What’s your favourite flavour of iced tea? Don't drink it.

Do you understand music theory? No.

How many hours of sleep did you get last night? 6 hours and 40 mins according to my FitBit.

Are you expected to act professionally at your job? Yes, cos I work in an office. But we're more casual with the clients we deal with a lot.

Infomercials: entertaining or stupid? Stupid.

What’s your favourite brand of energy drink? Red Bull and V are both good.

Do you have (or have you ever had) acne? Oh yeah.

When was the last time you got pins-and-needles? The other day.

Why did you click to take this survey? Cos I miss Bzoink and I just like taking them.

If you have glasses, have you ever smashed them? No, thank god lol.

How do you get new music? Buy or download or what? I use Spotify.

Have you ever sent someone an abusive text message? No?

Do you require a lot of time to do things or are you quick? Depends what it is. If it's typing or something like that, I'm super fast.

What will be the next concert you attend? I'm seeing Five tonight!!!!! <3

Turn the nearest television on, what’s on? I don't want to turn it on cos my Mum's still in bed.

How often do you “wake up on the wrong side of the bed”? Not that often, I'm usually fine once I actually get up and get moving.

Can you rap? No xD

What do you usually order when you’re at McDonald’s? Chicken nuggets, I don't like their burgers cos they cook onions in the patties now. Blegh.

Are there any textbooks near where you are right now? No.

What’s the time? 11:19am.

Do you know how to use a DSLR camera? No.

How’s your body temperature right now? My FitBit says my body temp was down 1C last night, so that's good.

Do you use Celsius or Fahrenheit? Celsius.

What was the last thing you got a really good deal on? Converse, pair was worth $160, I got them for 100.

Have you ever studied any ancient societies? No.

Do you like to wear long, dangling earrings? My ears aren't even pierced, lol.

What was the last reason you took medicine? Migraine.

Do you exercise regularly? Yep, I go to the gym 3 times a week and walk a lot in general.

What is your coffee of choice? (flat white, cappuccino, etc.) Mocha.

Do you pay any attention to your country’s politics? I keep a general eye on it, but I don't really like talking about it.

Are you feeling worried about anything right now? Not really.

Are you a gossipy type of person? I like to read gossip xD

When will your next meal be, and do you know what it will consist of? Lunch, prob a sandwich or crackers.

Tell me about the sickest you’ve ever felt. 2019 - it was the flu and it was so awful.

What’s your opinion on your in-laws, if you have any? Both of my boyfriend's parents have passed away, so that isn't a thing I have to deal with.

Do you make excuses often, or do you just get things done? Depends.

Have you seen your best friend today? No, I'll see her on Thursday at the gym probably.

What can you smell right now? Nothing in particular.

Any important birthdays coming up? Not really soon, but my boyfriend's is the next one.

Fireworks: yay or nay? Yay for proper organized displays, nay for personal use, waste of money.

Do you have any plans for the rest of the day? Yep, going to a concert tonight and meeting the band too <3

How about tomorrow? Any plans? I'm working. Yay...

Do you know how to do your own laundry or does someone else do it? My Mum does it, but I can do it too.

If you could eat or drink anything right now, what would it be? I'm fine for now, lunch is in about an hour.

What colour are your headphones? White, cos I have Airpods.

Think of the last long car trip you had, where did you go? Hmm... Helensville for the APW show? We left Auckland, it was that far away.

Do you have a Twitter account that you use regularly? I have one, but I haven't tweeted since 2022 lol.

Have you ever seen a horseshoe crab? They’re scary, right?! No.

What was the last movie you saw at the theatres? Bob's Burgers Movie lol, in 2022.

Are there any new movies that you’d really like to see? No.

If you could play one instrument flawlessly, what would it be? Guitar.

Do you overthink a lot of things? I can do.

Is there anybody you miss but can’t see again? Yes.

When was the last time you had a hangover? I don't really get hungover.

Do you remember much from high school? Loads.

Where would you go for the ultimate honeymoon? I don't want to get married, but if I did... I'd love to go to Japan or the USA.

Can you access the roof of the building you live in? No.

Do you know anyone who has a strong accent that is hard to understand? Not personally, but I do deal with people with thick accents at work on occasion. The best was this guy with a super strong Scottish accent, I could barely understand him but he sounded so nice haha.

If you had to get a tattoo tomorrow, what would you get? Mox's logo.

What was the last podcast you listened to? Do you listen to it regularly? I don't listen to them.

Are you more of an optimist or a pessimist, and why do you think this is? Optimist.

When was the last time you moved houses? 2016.

Have you ever held a gun? Did you fire it? No.

Do you like simple questions or deep questions that make you think? Depends.

How long have you been using Bzoink? I had it since 2009. Shame it's gone :(

When was the last time you threw up? Why were you sick? Dunno tbh.

Are you on a first-name basis with your boss? (or last boss if unemployed) I call him by his last name at work, but on the occasion we've all gone out for a drink, I call him Oliver xD

What brand is your laptop or computer? MSI.

Would you ever wear a bright orange shirt? Maybe. Would clash horribly with my hair though xD

What was the last thing you wrote in a word document? Something at work yesterday.

Who do you miss and what do you miss about them? Hmm.

What were the best and worst costumes you’ve ever worn? I don't really do costumes, but for Halloween last year my boyfriend and I went to his work Halloween party, the theme was uniforms xD I dressed as a schoolgirl haha.

Do you know anybody who is gay and married? Not personally.

What did you last take painkillers for? Migraine.

Are there any hobbies you want to get back into? Hmm, not really.

Have you ever shared a home with a friend? No.

What’s the craziest or weirdest place you’ve ever slept? A kitchen floor of a scout hall after a 21st birthday party LOL.

What did you have for lunch today and who made it? I haven't had lunch yet.

Do you believe in anything supernatural like ghosts or ghouls? Nah.

How many hours of sleep did you get last night? 6 hours and 40 mins.

Are you allergic to anything? How did you find out? Yep - some antibiotics, parmesan cheese, plums, all berries except strawberries and nickel.

What’s your favourite Thai dish? Dunno.

Do you have any alarms set? What time and what for? Not today, but I will have one set for tomorrow cos I'm working.

What are you going to do when this survey is over? Do another one.

Have you ever been on a date with someone you met online? How was it? Yes, it was fine, we went out for a few months.

What colour is the rug in your living area? We don't have one.

Do you call it a couch, sofa, lounge or something else entirely? Couch.

Who is your favourite character on Friends? Always and forever will be Chandler. RIP Matthew Perry. Runner up is Rachel.

When was the last time you used a pair of headphones and what for? I used my Airpods yesterday on my commute to work.

Describe the temperature of the area you’re in right now. It's actually a bit chilly, it's 18C, when it's usually in the mid 20s by now.

Who was the last very physically attractive person you saw? Jon Moxley, in a photo xD In person, my boyfriend <3

Have you ever had teppanyaki? Dunno.

How long does it take you to get ready before you go somewhere? Usually around 15 mins or so.

Do you find it difficult to get rid of material possessions? Yes.

What sort of games do you like to play? Pokemon, adventure games, strategy games, visual novels etc.

What was the last candy you ate? Good question tbh.

Have you ever been hit in the face? What’s the story? No.

Do you know anyone who is deaf? Yep.

Name one thing on your bucket list. Attend a Royal Rumble.

1 - When was the last time it snowed where you live? Do you like snowy weather or is it just a pain? It doesn't snow in my city, it's far too warm.

2 - Are you expecting any parcels in the mail right now? Not at the moment, surprisingly xD

3 - How long is it until your birthday? Do you have any plans for the day? It's not for almost five months (thank god).

4 - What was the last thing you had to drink? Water.

5 - Do you need to do any laundry right now? No, we did laundry yesterday.

6 - Who was the last person you got a notification from on social media? Is this person a close friend of yours? Lynnette, and she's my stepmum!

7 - Do you regularly buy things on credit? If so, how much do you owe on credit cards right now? I don't have a credit card, only a debit card.

8 - When was the last time you got a call from an unknown number? Did you answer or call them back? I don't answer unknown numbers. You want me to talk to you, reveal your number lol.

9 - When was the last time you got off work early? What was the reason and did you do anything fun with your extra free time? Last week when I was on data entry and finished up everything on my list, my boss told me I could leave an hour early, which ruled. I went to the gym and got it done earlier than normal.

10 - What do you typically eat for Christmas Dinner? Are you the one who cooks or does a family member do the cooking? My Mum cooks, and we usually have ham, chicken, roast potatoes, salad, cheese, pineapple, eggs and bread rolls, then for dessert a cheesecake or pie.

11 - What time did you wake up this morning? Did you get out of bed right away? 9am or so, and I got up to pee lol then went back to bed for a bit.

12 - Do you have any plans for the weekend? Are these plans typical for a weekend or are you doing something different? I'm going to a wrestling show with a bunch of people. I go to shows quite frequently, so this is normal lol.

13 - Would you like to work a job that involves going in and out of other people’s homes all day? (Like care work, painter, decorated etc.) No thanks. The office is fine lol.

.14 - When was the last time you had an injury? Was it a minor cut/scrape or something more serious? What happened? I hurt my hip last year while working out, I had to cut back on my workouts for a few weeks to let it heal.

15 - Do you ever watch movies or TV shows that require you to read subtitles? Oh yeah.

16 - What accents are your favourite? Scottish is the best!!! Also Irish is nice too.

17 - How many people have you texted today? Are these people friends, family members or something else? Just my boyfriend so far.

18 - Are you any good at DIY? What was the last DIY project you finished? Not my thing.

19 - When was the last time you had a haircut? When was the last time you dyed your hair (if you ever have)? I don't cut my hair lol. I dye it loads though - last time was in December cos it's expensive and lasts ages.

20 - Do you prefer wearing tight-fitting or loose-fitting clothes? I don't like baggy clothes, so tight please!

21 - Are you currently warm, cold or just right? Is the heating or air conditioning on to contribute to that feeling? I'm a tad cold, but it's not too bad.

22 - What was the last piece of good news you received? Was it expected? I got my VIP details for the Five concert tonight, I was getting worried it wouldn't show up cos other people said they got theirs.

23 - What colour socks are you wearing right now? None.

24 - Do you prefer hot coffee or iced coffee? What about hot tea or iced tea? I don't drink tea, and hot coffee.

25 - What are some of your favourite Christmas songs? What time of year do you start listening to Christmas music? Girls Aloud's Christmas EP is my favourite, it's half original tracks half covers. I start at the end of November or so.

26 - If you see cats wandering about in the street, do you stop and fuss them? Definitely! I love talking to cats xD

27 - Speaking of cats, do you own a cat? Are they a particular breed or just a moggie? Would you ever want a specific breed of cat at all? I wish.

28 - When was the last time you moved furniture around to clean behind or underneath it? Do you need someone’s help in order to do that? Hmm.

29 - Do you have any medications that you need to take daily? Is this something you’re going to have to do for the rest of your life? Not daily.

30 - Do you know how to start an open fire and keep it burning without using loads of wood? Is this a skill you use on a regular basis at all? No, never had to even think about that.

[khaires-rhapsody]

spell out your URL with songs~

Tagged by @schofielded thank you thank you!!! I’ve never done this one before and It looks like fun.

K - King And Lionheart by Of Monsters And Men

H - Ho Hey by The Lumineers

A - American Idiot by Green Day

I - I Wanna Get Better - Bleachers

R - Ribs by Lorde

E - Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic by The Police

S - Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana

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R - Radio by Hot Chelle Rae

H- Halfway Gone by Lifehouse

A - All The Right Moves by OneRepublic

P - Plant Life by Owl City

S - Say Amen (Saturday Night) by Panic! At The Disco

O - Oh No! by MARINA

D - Dance, Dance by Fall Out Boy

Y - Yellow Submarine

I’ll taaaaag @hystericalroger @aph-shy and @kingsmanfreak

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

tuxedo iv, m | myg

pairing(s): yoongi x reader, mentions of previous jungkook x reader

summary: Your life? Oh, it’s normal. Your cat turned into a man yesterday and you just now humped his leg to orgasm. Sorry, what? That’s not normal? O-Of course, it is! It’s like... having a roommate! You argue because you recorded him without his consent. You eat noodles that he’s trying not to bat at all meal. There are skeletons in your closet. Your fingers get stuck in a Chinese finger trap and then you get fingered. Totally normal, by the way!

warnings: rated M (18+) for language, mentions of the coronavirus pandemic; possibly full-on crack; Yoongi LOVES his box; smut (fem reader, mild restraint, penetrative sex, forced orgasms, intentional voyeurism (tsk tsk, Shooky), fingering); domestic and soft moments with your cat-man; non-idol!AU - cat!Yoongi x human!reader; ft shy boy Jeon Jungkook (gasp!!!) POV and bestfriend!Kim Seokjin POV; breaking of the fourth wall; you ARE a furry, oh well

yes, I reference Jin’s iconic Billboard interview answer, The Lion King (1994), Yoongi’s BTS café cereal milkshake, Bill Nye the Science Guy, PENTAGON’s ‘DO or NOT’ / ‘Shine’ / ‘Humph!”, “you got no jams”, The Addams Family (1991) – also there’s a bit of a meme scavenger hunt, I reference too many to list XD

–

part i | part ii | part iii

-

So.

You kinda.

Humped your cat-man’s thigh to orgasm.

You animal.

“Ah… Yoongi,” you started as your cat… man tilted his head, blinking slowly. Unnerving. Why was he staring like that? It reminded you of his previous cat self, where Shooky would watch you with his minty-green eyes, cat face expressionless, whiskers unmoving. What were cats thinking about all the time anyway?

Better yet, what the fuck was Min Yoongi thinking?

You knew what you were thinking. You were thinking that you couldn’t stare at you cum stain on his pink silk pajama leg all day, because that was a master yikes. He had tons of clothes still piled next to the front door of your apartment. All you had to do was convince him to change his outfit. Simple. Easy. Don’t make this weird. Be casual. Be cool as a cucumber. Chill out.

“Um… You should… take off the pajamas… so I can wash them… there are still more clothes you need to try on from the order, right…?”

Your dignity threw up their hands. Why do I even bother being here? I get ignored, the brain in here is smoother than KY Jelly on glass, and you would know, wouldn’t you, you–

“Take them off for me.”

“… P… Pardon?”

“I’m joking.”

He raised an eyebrow, glancing down at your raised hands. You abruptly dropped them, shoving them behind your back. When did that happen? Why did you make grabby hands like that? Surely not because you were expecting anything, right? Definitely not. Not you.

You need help. 

Yoongi turned around, black fur tall swishing, the back of his pink silk pants half-lowered. Your jaw went slack, only to forcefully shut back into place as you realized he was still wearing his black boxer briefs since you had spent yesterday sewing tail holes in his convenience store underwear. Of course, he was still wearing them. There was no reason to take them off.

What, did you want to look at his booty again or something?

(Yes.)

He went through the doorframe of your bedroom without saying a word. 

Hold on a second.

Did Yoongi let you ride his thigh to orgasm, be sweet to you for two seconds, only to fucking bounce without a peep of acknowledgment? Just fucking yeet? Act like that was totally ordinary behavior and saunter off?

Say sike right now.

A millisecond of bravery shot through you and you bolted out of your chair, your desk rattling with your sudden action.

"Yoongi–!"

You nearly collided into him. You weren’t expecting him to be facing you and you yelped in surprise, skidding on your heels. His hands stopped your hips, freezing you in place so you didn't barrel headfirst into his chest. You flailed about, struggling to regain your balance. All this happening while he continued giving you that deadpan stare. Did anything faze this (cat) man? Shit, you were too close to his face. So close you could feel his breath on your nose. 

"You should change too."

Brain malfunctioning at the softness of his tone.

"... W-What?"

Then your neck, ears, face, even your past and future self, the whole timeline became hotter than a supernova, brain erupting into nuclear fusion as Yoongi's deft fingers slid up to the waistband of your leggings, hooking underneath, stroking your skin. He leaned forward, dark eyes out of your vision, chin hovering above your shoulder. 

"Urk?!"

He started pushing your leggings down. 

He started.

Pushing.

Them. 

DOWN!!!

"You can't stay like this all day, right?" Yoongi murmured gently, voice so deep it was resonating in your empty brain, completely clear of all thoughts except those cool fingers pushing your black leggings down, the skintight fabric catching your soaked panties and taking those on the path to hell too, which was probably where you were headed at the rate this was going. "It would be a good idea to change clothes, I think."

You think, Yoongi?

Not you. 

You don't have think. 

A shrill barrage of low meowing cut through the silence.

Your phone was ringing violently in your room. Yoongi paused, backing up with a frown.

"Why is your ringtone a cat chattering?" he asked, tilting his head quizzically. The continuing sonata of cat chitters escalated before his dark eyes narrowed in recognition. He glared at you and pulled his hands away from your hips, snapping you out of your daze.

"You recorded me?"

"What, what, what?" You blinked rapidly, hearing the familiar sharp chirps and barks of Shooky the cat yelling at birds outside the window. "Oh! Well, yeah... it was funny," you explained weakly, trying to shake out the fog of your horny brain. 

"There's nothing funny about trespassers," Yoongi hissed, turning his heel and swiftly marching away. 

"Trespassers?" you echoed, blinking in confusion. That’s why he yelled at them as a cat? Did he think he owned all the land the sun touches or something? The sound was getting louder and louder, indicating the call was about to be missed. No time to think about it. You rushed back into your room, nearly half tripping with your leggings only partway on your ass, scrambling to answer your phone. There was an uncomfortable squish between your legs. Yikes. You did need to change. 

"Hello? Oh, yes, the video? I'm putting it in the Dropbox right now," you babbled, clicking out of a bizarre pop-up ad with some brown-haired guy in a sienna floral shirt and a boxy smile before placing the exported video in the shared Dropbox folder. 

"Sorry, yeah, I know I usually have it done earlier. It's been a weird couple of days..."

-

Kim Seokjin was furious. 

Furious! 

His best friend ignored his face. His beautiful face! How could she! He fumed, deciding to instead spend his time wisely, as he always did.

He stared at his reflection and nodded, stroking his chin. Yes. A true winner. Look at that brilliant smile. Perfect. He looked great today, as he did every day. Seokjin looked away from the mirror on his desk and went back to his MapleStory life.

-

After a quick change and final edits of the completed video sent off to the client, you left your room to find that Yoongi had stacked his new clothes on the coffee table. The brown cardboard box was on the sofa with him (???), as if it was a human being instead of an ordinary box. He had neatly folded the plastic packaging and placed it on the kitchen counter so you could sort it into the correct recycling. 

"Oh... thanks."

He was now wearing a white t-shirt and black pants that actually seemed like they fit, the back of said pants halfway down his butt to accommodate for his tail. He was watching that historical drama; eyes glued the television. The dark brown orbs were hidden by his curtain of black hair. His pointed black ears were turned away from your direction, as if he had no desire to listen to anything you had to say.

As usual.

Yoongi's response was grunting disapprovingly at you. 

You sighed, feeling a little guilty.

"To be fair, I couldn't really ask your consent when you were a cat."

Your cat-man appeared to be out of fucks to give. "You should do laundry," he huffed gruffly. 

You scooted away awkwardly. "Er... yeah. Let me order some delivery for lunch first..."

-

"Yoongi."

"What?"

"What are you doing?"

He stared at his chopsticks, holding them up high. 

"Hmm..."

His pink lips twisted, narrowing his eyes. The fingers in his other hand twitched. He had been staring at the noodles in his ramen for the past five minutes. They were probably cold now. You were getting a bit worried that he didn't like carbs or something. But then you realized that wasn't the case.

His fingers twitched again. 

"They're noodles. Not string."

Yoongi didn't reply, itching to bat at the long noodles. 

"Just put them in your mouth."

He gave you this look. As if to tell you, you don't usually say that. Usually someone else tells you that. 

You thinned your mouth into a line. 

"I know you're admiring the skinny legend that is noodles, but, yes, they're edible. Need I remind you that you used to eat string and I had to pull it out of your mouth when you choked on it?"

Yoongi scowled. Apparently, he did not like being reminded. It wasn’t that pleasant for you to remember either. At least you never had to wait until it passed through his body and never had to pull it out of the other end (ew). He peered them for several more seconds before putting them in his mouth. You noticed his ears perked up as he ate. 

"You like them?" you asked.

He hummed, not looking at you. Was Yoongi still angry about the recording thing? You weren't changing your ringtone regardless of his dissatisfaction. It was cute. You liked it. And he was being a drama queen, acting all catty.

Hold on. 

He was a cat. 

(Man.)

-

"What is this?"

"Dessert."

You took a sip and choked a little at the grainy taste. 

"Is that cereal?"

"Yeah. It's too hard. Better this way."

You gawked at him, holding the weird cereal milkshake with one hand and his half-sewn pants in the other. Was Yoongi being serious or fucking with you? You couldn't tell. His expression was completely neutral. His cat ears were straight up, trained in your direction, judging your reaction. He lifted his free hand and dropped a handful of rice crisps on the top of the thick white drink.

Well. 

Not your preferred thick white drink. 

(You nasty.)

He nodded sagely and sat down beside you. 

"Show me how to sew."

-

We interrupt your regularly scheduled program for you to, please, consider the following. 

See, by all recommendations of building healthy relationships, you should have been a responsible human being and had a serious, but necessary, conversation with your (new?) cat-man. 

Hey, Yoongi, I find you quite physically attractive and we had that moment in my bedroom, so maybe there's some chemistry and, oh, I don't know, maybe you could stick that prefect looking dick inside me because I've been thinking about it nonstop since (checking watch) the literal second I realized it existed, not to be too forward or anything, you know?

That kind of speech could get you a quick restraining order in most cases, but this was your cat (man) who had lived with you – maybe against his will but, then again, he got fed regularly and when you were previously a stray you can’t complain.

So. 

Do or not?

Hmm...

You could have admitted these things, but, alas, this was not the way. No, the way was to remain an absolute fucking mess every time Yoongi leaned over your shoulder to inspect your needlework, nearly stabbing yourself in the finger, your heart leaping your throat, strangling yourself with anxiety. 

Fun!

Could everything be quickly solved by telling the truth?

Debatable. Yoongi didn’t seem like the kind of (cat) man to give you a straight answer. Not because he couldn’t. Mostly because he seemed to enjoy watching you struggle. Were you picking up on that? 

No. You were too busy thinking about dick. 

His dick. 

Honestly, don't know if you should laugh or cry right now. 

-

Jeon Jungkook flipped his phone around and around in his hand, scrunching up his face.

Should he say something?

Yes. No. Yes? No. Yes… No, no, no.

He sighed and threw his phone onto his bed.

He missed and it slid off, hitting the floor. 

That was a bad sign.

“Shit.”

He dived onto the bed, scabbing around on the hardwood to pick up the fallen device. Ah, how come he was thinking about this now? He knew why. He had watched a funny cat video of a tuxedo cat and it reminded him of a certain naughty little fluffball always following around a certain owner. Jungkook hadn’t contacted said owner in nearly a year. Wouldn’t it look bad if he said anything now? But he couldn’t not think about it either. That smile was on his mind all the time now. That feeling from back then, floating around in his head. He sighed again, followed by inhaling with his upper teeth pressed against his inner lower lip, creating a loud sucking sound that no one else could hear because he lived alone.

Alone.

Jungkook lifted his phone, dying sunlight reflecting off the screen, a shine that blinded him for a short moment. He clicked his tongue, squinting as he spied the number still on the screen.

“Ah, why am I always a loser in front of love?”

He wasn’t really saying it to anyone in particular. No one could reply to him anyway.

He tossed the phone carelessly on the pillow and it slid behind it, falling in between the mattress and the bedframe.

“Shit!”

Jungkook spent five minutes fishing his phone out of the narrow crevice before firmly placing it on the bed beside him, pointing at it angrily, glaring at it.

“No! Bad.”

The phone did nothing. It was not sentiment.

Humph! He let out a frustrated puff of breath and flopped down on the bed.

His phone flew up from the force of his flop and smacked him in the nuts.

“SHIT!”

-

“Huh, you pick up things so fast. So meticulous.”

You watched as Yoongi brought the needle through the fabric in slow but clean strokes, following your previous demonstration. For someone who only had opposable thumbs for less than two days, he was surprisingly dexterous. Seemed like he could do a lot with his hands. No. Stop that. Stop being weird.

“Are you a genius?”

Yoongi didn’t hesitate, not looking up.

“Of course.”

You regretted asking. He continued, oblivious to your annoyed expression.

“I’m a cat.”

“All cats are geniuses?” you retorted disbelievingly.

“Most of them are.” His eyes flickered to you, eyebrows raising. “Compared to humans anyway.”

Was this a dig at you and your missing brain cells after running into things chasing after him and your brain exploding at his hotness? Which he wasn’t, by the way. Yeah, that’s right. Take that, Min Yoongi! You’re being mean, so therefore your attractiveness points are going down in this brain, yes, they are and there’s nothing you can do about it, yup, absolutely NOTHING–

He held up the pants, showing off his handiwork.

“Did I do a good job?”

His voice was soft, unsure, head slightly tilted, velvety ears eagerly perked to listen to your response.

Oh no.

Oh nooo.

Oh nooooooo.

He’s cute.

“Yeah. That looks amazing, Yoongi,” you heard yourself saying, smiling at him.

His fair-skinned cheeks flushed pink, lowering the pants quickly to snip the excess thread off, placing the needle in the cat-shaped pincushion like you had done earlier so he could carefully tie a knot to seal his hard work.

Shit.

You were whipped for him.

Damnnit.

To be honest, nothing had changed. You were whipped for him as a cat too.

“I’m going to clear out some space the closet so you have somewhere to put your clothes, okay?”

“A-ah… Thanks…” he mumbled, picking up another pair of pants. Jeans this time.

“Oh, with these you can simply cut the hole. No need to sew because this type of fabric won’t fray too much. Ah, but not directly on the seam. Maybe here?” You pointed slightly to the right of the back middle seam. Your mouth kept talking despite not having any more instructions for him. “Did you know the butt rip was fashionable among women for a little while? Under the pocket though, not the center. That’s just weird.”

Yoongi tilted his head the other way.

“Women are weird,” he said in a deadpan voice.

You narrowed your eyes. “Oi.”

He picked up the scissors, raising an eyebrow at you. “Are you not weird?”

You opened your mouth to reply, but nothing came out. He’s got you there. Shit. You puffed your cheeks and turned around, stalking off to your bedroom. Why was he always right? One day, he won’t be right and you’ll mark it on your fucking calendar. Humph.

You slowed at your doorframe, remembering his sheepishly proud face as he showed off his sewing. Crap. What was Min Yoongi so cute for? And how were you supposed to look at other guys after knowing your cat (man) was so damn adorable? And observant and diligent? And driven to be independent, asking questions and trying to do things on his own not even forty-eight hours after becoming human? Cooking, sewing, folding his own clothes… what’s next, playing the fucking piano?

Yeah, right.

You snorted and went into your bedroom.

-

“What’s this?”

You looked up, half-buried in idol merchandise you didn’t even know you had. How long had these sweatshirts been sitting here in their plastic packages? And these posters left in the tubes at the back of your closet? You shouldn’t own so much stuff. You should sell it. You weren’t going to, because these were limited edition items and you would have to be crazy to sell stuff with the cute faces of your favorite idols. You stuck you head out of the closet to see what Yoongi was referring to.

“What? Oh, that?”

You wheezed in embarrassment, ducking back in the closet, pretending to be busy.

“Uh… so… YouTube and Twitch had a crackdown on using copyrighted music and I thought, well, maybe I could maybe make my own, so I brought a keyboard but, uh…”

You rubbed the back of your head sheepishly, trying to figure out how to say you had no musical inclination and only had the ability to appreciate it.

“Basically, I got no jams.”

The keyboard was still in its box. You had opened it and attempted to learn piano, but well, you were shit. Also, you gave up pretty quickly. It was embarrassing considering you had spent so much money on it and were all confident when buying it, only for it to become a hidden occupant in the back of your closet. This was before Shooky – er, Yoongi – had come into your life. Yes. It had been there for literal years.

“I was going to donate it,” you added with a sigh.

You suddenly noticed something out of the corner of your eye. You frowned and reached in, grabbing the thin, hard object before pulling it out.

A…

Skeleton in your closet.

A long-lost Halloween decoration? Why was this here?

“Can I have it?”

You looked up, holding the mysterious plastic skeleton like a small child. “What?”

Yoongi pointed to the keyboard box, black tail swishing rapidly. There was a liveliness in his dark brown eyes and his pointed ears were sticking straight up. You narrowed your eyes.

“You don’t want that skinny box for some reason, do you?” you accused.

He pursed his lips at you, scowling. “No, you can throw away the box. I want to keep the keyboard.”

Huh? “Uh… okay, I guess. More space in the closet, I suppose. Oh, wait…” You stumbled into the back of the closet, feeling around. “I brought a stand for it, hold on… fuck!” You jammed your finger against a metal pole and howled, quickly retreating your hand to massage it. Fuck, that hurt! Scowling, you reached back in to grab the metal keyboard stand and yank it out from between your tightly packed clothes.

“Are you dead?”

“Shit!”

You jumped nearly ten feet, almost banging your head on the clothing rail if it wasn’t for Yoongi’s swift movement of grabbing your shoulders, pulling you to him. He didn’t have to pull far, because he was right behind you. How did he always sneak up on you when he wore a damn bell around his neck that announced his presence? Sorcery. Aliens. Voodoo witchcraft. Now you were convinced these things existed.

(Your cat turning into a man wasn’t enough for you to believe in magic? What’s wrong with you?)

“You’re really clumsy,” Yoongi remarked.

No, you’re spooky, you thought. One of your hands was on his chest. Instant heart palpitations. And handsome. Crap.

“Are you going to do something weird again?”

Weird? You were never weird. What was this man going on about? You needed to reprimand him. Put him in his place! Enough is enough, Min Yoongi! You can’t win over me every time! You raised your head to face him, opening your mouth to give him a piece of your mind.

Yoongi was centimeters away from your face.

You froze.

Ice effect overlapping your whole body.

You dropped the keyboard stand.

Thankfully, it simply fell against your clothing, leaning against your sweatshirts. It stayed upright, held up by the clothing. You didn’t have to worry about it for the time being. It was perfectly fine, unlike you. You were not fine. Not fine at all, staring at Yoongi’s upturned upper lip and unreadable dark brown eyes, slowly blinking at you. Hands on your shoulders, holding you close to him.

Not letting go.

!!!

-

Jeon Jungkook placed his phone on his desk and chopped the air, threatening it.

It wasn’t sentient.

He still didn’t trust it.

He glared at his phone angrily and shuffled back to his bed to have a nice, calm rest that didn’t involve his nuts getting destroyed. Ugh. He was bored. He had plenty to do. Schoolwork. Studying. Cleaning his room covered in clothes. Attempting to cook.

Jungkook made a face at the ceiling.

The last time he tried to cook some glazed sweet potatoes they had been glued to the plate somehow. A neat magic trick, but not edible. He couldn’t get them to unstick, much less be eaten. He had to order out that night. Come to think of it, he spent most of his money on ordering out. Maybe that was a bad habit.

He ran a hand through his bleached, blond hair that had too much toner in it so it had turned slightly silvery-purple. An at-home experiment. Another bad habit.

Jungkook groaned, rolling onto his face.

“I need someone older to take care of me,” he mumbled into the sheets.

Someone older… with a certain tuxedo cat, perhaps? He pouted even though no one was there to witness his cuteness.

“Ahhhhhhh…”

He yelled quietly into his bedding, letting go.

Finally thinking about you.

In front of you, he could tease. He could poke fun. It was easy. You were just so flustered around him, not really trying to hide your attraction to him. The first time he had met you was when he went bowling with Seokjin-hyung (he won, much to the disdain of his hyung). You had stopped by to say hello and Seokjin had introduced you two. It had been a fairly innocent meeting, mostly because for a long time Jungkook couldn’t open his mouth to say anything at all. You were wearing a huge white t-shirt with a colorful strawberry graphic, a wide-brimmed straw hat, and white sneakers with black laces. It had been a hot summer day, he remembered. You were already pretty simply by standing there, chatting animatedly with his hyung. Jungkook tried not to look too closely, sneaking glances in between your conversation.

Seokjin had absolutely no qualms about shitting on your outfit.

“Yah, grandma, you’re off to pick some strawberries in the field or something?”

You had shoved him, rolling your eyes. “You’re a grandpa too! Look at you, losing to kid.”

Was that referring to him? “Ah, I’m not a kid.” Shit. His Busan dialect slipped out a little in his nervousness, deepening his voice.

Your cheeks had peppered pink. “A-ah… right…”

Oh?

Oh!

Oh!!!

You shook your head abruptly and reached into your tuxedo-cat-printed tote bag. “Here’s your freaking hard drive, you monkey,” you had said to Seokjin, handing over the small paper bag.

“Did you manage to restore all my files?” Seokjin asked worriedly, completely ignoring your insult.

You shrugged, looking rueful. “I don’t know how many you had, but I did the best I could.” You leaned forward, eyes narrowing, whispering in his ear. Didn’t matter. Jungkook was close enough to hear.

“Stop downloading porn!”

Jungkook snorted.

Seokjin glared at you. “Excuse me, I am living a healthy lifestyle, do not judge me!” he hissed. “And not in front of the child!”

Yeah, well, Jungkook didn’t let you think he was a child for long.

He wasn't really sure why he was attracted to you. It wasn't only because you were pretty. He just had a strong urge to get a reaction out of you. Ah, maybe that was it. He liked seeing your reactions to things and did everything he could to get more and more interesting reactions out of you. You never told Jungkook to stop. You told Seokjin to stop all the time.

"I swear if you make one more pun, I'm going to tie your tongue into a knot!"

"Then I'd really be tongue-tied, eh? Eh?! WAIT, NO, WATCH THE FACE, NOT MY FACE!!!"

Jungkook couldn't help himself. He had to mess with you. 

Fuck. 

(Yes, actually.)

He couldn't stop. It was too fun. It didn't help that you had a cute surprised face. Didn't help that you had a great smile. Didn’t help that you had an amazing body under your clothes and knew exactly how to use it (Jungkook wouldn’t admit it, but he learned a lot from you). Didn't help that you would chase after your tuxedo cat and scoop up that furball even after getting railed by him, which Jungkook found very impressive. 

"Shooky, you loon, I told you to stop running on the counters..."

And you would cradle that cat to your chest, petting his head and waiting for him to purr and lick your nose before releasing him, satisfied that he was no longer going to be a menace. He still was though. He was a cat. You forgave Shooky every time. 

Just like how you let Jungkook get away with everything. 

Present Jungkook frowned, rolling onto his back, frowning at the ceiling. Maybe you thought he was a fuckboy and had a negative image of him. He scratched his head, tongue in cheek, thinking hard. No. You didn't seem like the type. You were never angry at him, not really, not even when he interrupted your work to mess around in bed. Exasperated, maybe, but it never seemed like you were holding an internal grudge or upset at his nonchalant actions. Ah, but he hadn’t tried to talk to you in almost a whole year. Would you think he was a dick if he tried to contact you now? He couldn’t ask you. He couldn’t ask your best friend. Seokjin-hyung still had no idea. 

Jungkook laughed to himself. 

He kind of went behind his hyung's back, whoops.

He looked to his left side, the side you used to fall asleep on when he spent the night. He could imagine it, your past self and his past self, your hair on your pillow, blankets loosely over your chest, his hand on your breasts as you slept. 

A pair of mint-green eyes glaring at him from the left side of your body. 

Jungkook remembered poking that pink nose with his index finger, the rest of his hand still on your tits. The tuxedo cat had given him a very displeased look. 

"Are you mad?"

The cat didn't reply. He was a cat. 

"You're really lucky. You get to be with her every day," Jungkook had whispered, not wanting to wake you up. "She takes good care of you, you know. I see how much she loves you."

The cat closed his eyes, resting his furry head on your arm. 

"Do you love her back?"

Maybe. Maybe not. Jungkook didn't know. He wasn't a cat. He couldn't ask in cat language. He let go of your breasts for a second to scratch the top of Shooky's head, right between those velvety ears. He began purring like a little motor. 

You continued your adventures in la la land, oblivious to this interaction. 

"I guess cats are kind of simple, huh?" Jungkook mused, smoothing out the black fur on top of that little head. "You don't have to think about much. You don't have to get a job, plan for the future, or worry about being a good husband."

His hand lowered.

"But I do."

You breathed softly against him, nuzzling closer to his body. Jungkook put his hand back on your breasts and you stilled, lost in your dreams. He breathed out, warmth against your skin. He saw the side of your lips twitch ever so slightly upwards, but maybe it was only his imagination wishing to see what he wanted.

Only a wish.

He had placed his nose by your cheek and breathed in, losing himself in dreams as well. 

-

Yoongi looked into your eyes. 

Then both of you turned to opposite sides and sneezed loudly.

"Fuck–"

"That was horrible," Yoongi hissed, rubbing his nose with the back of his hand and backing up. "Ugh, human bodies are awful."

You shook your head roughly. "Someone must be thinking about me... and you, I guess..." you mumbled, clearing your head before prodding him in the chest. "Also, last time I checked, now you're human too, so jokes on you. Hope you enjoy the suffering!" You stuck your tongue out childishly.

Yoongi gave you an annoyed look, reaching over you to grab the keyboard stand. You stiffened at his closeness, but he quickly withdrew, taking the metal stand and leaving you disappointed, but not surprised. Couldn't even pretend to be shocked.

He lifted it up so it wouldn’t drag on the floor and began to walk out of the room, ignoring you.

Classic. 

You thinned your mouth into a line and picked up the white plastic skeleton. What to do with this? Fuck it. Back into the closet it goes, along with your winter wardrobe, summer wardrobe, and other knickknacks.

Well. 

Maybe you could donate a couple things to charity. 

Like this Chinese finger trap. Why was this here?

You stuck your fingers in it. 

S... shit!

Yoongi reappeared to grab the keyboard. You opened your mouth, about to ask for help, looking up to see your cat-man standing in the doorframe of your bedroom, glaring. Very displeased and disapproving, reminding you a whole lot of a certain tuxedo fluffball.

"I'll say it again."

Huh? You gave him a confused look. 

He pointed to his pointed, velvety black ears. 

"I'm a cat, duh."

And then he walked out. Fuck him. You didn't need his help. 

-

You couldn’t get it off.

Panik!

Yes, you can. It was just a finger trap. You were smart. You graduated university. You had been a human for many more years than Min Yoongi. He had been human for two days! And besides, Yoongi was mean. You didn’t need a meanie to help you. You were a strong, independent woman who didn’t need no (cat) man.

Kalm.

You…

You…

You couldn’t get it off!!!

PANIK!!!!!!!

-

“… What are you doing?”

You were the epitome of the emoji holding back tears.

“Y… Yoongi…” you whined.

He blinked at you, holding the manual of the keyboard upside down. The keyboard was already set up on the stand, pushed up against one of the walls of your living room. He was using the cardboard box that his clothes came in – he really loved that damn box – as a makeshift seat.

“Are you dying?”

You held up your hands, pouting. The bronze dragon Chinese finger trap was still stuck on your index fingers. It had been roughly twenty, maybe thirty minutes.

Your cat-man just blinked at you and it.

“I… can’t get it off… Help…”

He raised an eyebrow and put the manual on the keyboard before walking over to you. He placed his chin in between his index finger and his thumb, frowning. Looking this way and that. The realization was slowly kicking in.

Yoongi wasn’t hiding his smirk very well.

“You know how to take it off!” you howled, smacking him in the chest.

He cackled, backing up as you repeatedly whacked him with the back of your hands, furious because it was obvious that he knew what to do and was simply not doing it to piss you off, his grin getting wider and wider, still not saying anything, this little shit, backing up into your living room as you chased him, stupid cat-man was fucking fast, dodging you easily, your joined hands and annoyed demeanor making you a bit wobbly.

“Min Yoongi, I swear I’ll–”

“You’ll what?” he teased, raising his hands in mock innocence. “Maybe I don’t know?”

You scowled at him. “You definitely know.”

He smirked.

Shit.

It was sexy and you were supposed to be mad!

You were next to the keyboard now. And a certain something. Hm. You jerked your head to the cardboard box. His eyes widened.

“You wouldn’t do such a thing.”

“I would.”

“You wouldn’t, you heathen.”

“You better fucking believe I would!”

(You’re threatening to recycle a cardboard box to force your cat-man to get you out of a metal finger trap that you put yourself in. Um, are you okay? Better yet, are both of you okay???)

He marched over to you, relenting with an angry huff, yanking up your hands.

“There’s a trick to it, of course.”

He pressed the dragon’s horns in tandem with the dragon’s beard on either side and the trap released your red fingers, making you gasp at the sudden freedom. Holy shit. You stared at your freed index fingers. You had two hands. Wow. Amazing. Show stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique…

Yoongi placed the finger trap on the coffee table.

“Hmph. This thing is probably only worth three dollars.”

You poked your index fingers together, suddenly ashamed. “Sorry I threatened your box.”

Yoongi grunted, cat ears flicking back and forth in annoyance.

You poked his stomach with your index fingers. “Er… I just… wanted you to help me...”

“You weren’t going to do it anyway.”

You puffed your cheeks, narrowing your eyes, irritation flaring back. “Well, maybe I was! What were you going to do, leave me like that, unable to use my hands for the rest of my life?” You jabbed him repeatedly in the chest, driving your point home in between your snappish words. “Hmm? I need hands to do things! Important things!”

Yoongi suddenly grabbed your wrists and held them up over your head.

(Aw shit, here we go again.)

“Y-Yoongi?!”

He raised an eyebrow at you.

“What important things do you need to do with your hands?” he asked.

Oh shit.

Oh no.

Why was his vice suddenly so deep? Did he even know???

Your eyes widened, brain malfunctioning, your last two working brain cells rushing to the library to find the book titled ‘things you can do with your hands’, opening it, reading, handsy things. That was it. That was all you had at this moment. Why was it that your brain had the memory equal to the RAM of a fucking Tamagotchi every time your cat-man touched you?

Oh, yeah, that’s right, because he was a cat literally two days ago and you never thought about fucking your cat because that’s just fucking weird, but now he’s a man, so maybe it’s okay, unless it’s not, and then what does that make you? FUCKING WEIRD, THAT’S WHAT.

You yelped as your back collided to the wall. When had you walked that far? What was going on? What was life??? You were yanked back to reality as Yoongi leaned down, tilting his head, eyebrow still cocked, dark eyes darker from his fluffy black hair falling over his eyes.

“I hear you don’t always like being able to use your hands.”

Holyfuckingshitcrap.

Instantly, your cheerful brain decided to play the memory of you begging Jeon Jungkook to hold down your wrists so you couldn’t stop him and his relentless assault on your pussy, one hand grasping both your wrists and the other rubbing two fingers on your clit, thrusting his hard cock in and out of you as he abused the sensitive bundle of nerves, pinning you to your bed, panting in your face.

“You like this, noona?” Jungkook had purred.

(Respectfully.)

Voice low, deep, and sexy, driving you insane, waves of pleasure crashing into you over and over, pussy throbbing with repeated orgasm.

“F-Fuck, yes, oh fuck, Jungkook, yes… don’t s-stooop…”

Shooky had sat on the highest level of his cat tree, glaring down at you two.

Shit, shit, shit…

Yoongi leaned in even more, eyes disappearing, lips next to your ear. You felt him transfer one of your wrists to his other hand, now holding both with one hand as the other fell against your body.

“In fact, I’ve seen it firsthand,” he whispered, low, soft, dangerous.

Your brain ended the film reel in your head, giving you two mental thumbs-up and beaming happily at you as if it had done a great thing.

No, brain.

You’ve fucked me over and now I’m horny as fuck!

A needy whimper popped out of you as Yoongi’s free hand slipped between your bodies, fingers dancing deftly across the fabric of your sweatshirt, following the rhythm of your racing heart as it went down, down, too fast, sanity unable to keep up, you rising into his touch, his fingers sliding underneath the waistband of your leggings. This pair wasn’t as tight as the previous pair, but the fabric still clung to your skin just as tightly.

Wait. Is that you? Moaning?

(Yes.)

He dragged them down your hips, having to let go of the waistband for a moment to push them past the sides before resuming, you moaning in the space where he should have a human ear, but he didn’t, because Yoongi was a cat-man and his pointed furry ears were at the top of his head.

“Y… Yoongi…”

“Hm?”

His soft lips lightly pressed against your ear and you shivered. His grip on your wrists wasn’t very tight. You could break out any time. He was only loosely holding you.

“I… I am…” you quivered, voice shaking.

“I want to make you feel good.”

His murmur was so gentle, so calm, so quiet that it almost didn’t feel real. Almost a purr.

“Do you want me to make you feel good?”

Thump.

Thump.

Thump.

“Yes.”

You said it.

Your panties were leaving with your leggings, shoved down mid-thigh. Your name in your ear, spoken by Min Yoongi, his body hovering over yours, black hair against your cheek, his fingers slipping between your legs, your heart slamming in your chest, thighs squeezing his hand.

“Feels nice here,” Yoongi mumbled, breath feathering on your skin. A single finger grazed your wetness and you gasped, his raspy chuckle in your ear. “Wet.”

Your eye twitched, slightly annoyed. No, really? Thanks for letting me know, it’s not like I can fucking feel it myself or anything, I absolutely need your riveting play-by-play–

“Urk!”

Yoongi scooped two fingers into your pussy and felt around inside, rubbing his fingertips against your throbbing walls.

“Ah…” He was breathing hard, pushing them in joint by joint, his own inhale shallowing. “Fuck, it’s so tight in here, are you alright?”

Oh, my fucking God, Yoongi, just fucking destroy me, I’m not a virgin!

You sucked in a shaking breath, mentally beating your inner thot back down. “F-Feels really nice, Yoongi… just… a little more…” He sank his fingers all the way to the knuckles. “Fuuuck, yes, oh, fuck yes…”

You rocked your hips into it, moaning, eyes closing, building up a pace, not really waiting for him to figure out that he could move his fingers too. It didn’t matter though, because Yoongi was highly observant and diligent, and, as much as you avoided to admit it, he had seen you get fingered hundreds of times, all over the apartment, in all sorts of embarrassing positions and with plenty of visible, graphic, high-definition detail, better than any porn video.

By – yup, you guessed it – Jeon Jungkook.

Yoongi began his own pace to match yours, thrusting his two fingers in and out until you were a hopeless mess, whining and bucking against his touch, your juices coating his hand, staring up at the ceiling with the tips of his black ears in your peripheral vision, tilted towards you to listen to every single one of your sounds. His heavy exhale invaded your head, lost in Yoongi’s rhythm that was uniquely his, only able to cry out, harder or faster, losing yourself in him, his scent, the smell of your vanilla body wash, and the rapidly strengthening sweetness between your legs rising up despite it dripping down your thighs.

“Yoongi… oh, fuck, Yoongi…”

It just felt too good, speed, strength, sound, wet messy squelches of his fingers entering you over and over, your pussy responding in kind, shuddering around them, clenching tight, hips rocking into every plunge to deepen the stroke, prolonging your own orgasm, savoring the moment.

“You feel so good…”

That wasn’t you.

That was Yoongi.

Whispering in your ear, probably not even realizing his own dirty talk.

“So fucking wet and warm,” he murmured, the rumble purring in his chest, soothing but also far too sexy. “Sucking my fingers back in, fucking me back… You really like me this much?” His lips brushed your ear, chaste kisses compared to the rough fingering of his slippery digits pushing into you repeatedly, the sounds getting louder and lewder because you were getting wetter and wetter. “Am I really that good-looking to you?”

Yoongi, are you BLIND, DEAF, or BOTH???

“Fuck yes, you are, what the fuck?” you gasped out, turning your head slightly, one of his dark brown eyes locking with yours, your jaw clenched with the effort of you holding back your orgasm to respond to his ludicrous question. “You are so fucking handsome I couldn’t even last two days of being in your presence, thirsting after you!”

You heard Yoongi chuckle, the sound resonating and teasing your ear.

“Actually, you couldn’t even last one, remember?” he drawled slyly.

His knuckle grazed your throbbing, aroused clit.

“Fuck!”

Your body twisted, whining wail torn out of you as you came, pushing your head and hands against the wall, nerves sparking and shaking, intense pleasure flooding all over your senses from holding back, breathless whimpers of Yoongi’s name, grinding into his hand. He let go of your wrists. They prickled with pins and needles of lost circulation, but you didn’t give a shit, grabbing his hand between your legs and shoving it back in you before it could retreat, riding out your orgasm, milking it for every single gram of ecstasy, cherishing every single second of another’s hand inside you, not just another but your disturbingly attractive man who was previously a cat sleeping in your lap exactly forty-eight hours ago as you innocently watched American Horror Story.

“Y… Yoongi?” you panted, orgasm petering out, trickling waves subsiding.

“Y… Yes?”

He wasn’t making fun of you. You could hear the nervousness in his voice.

“Can I kiss you?”

His face appeared in front of yours.

“Yes.”

You didn’t think twice.

You closed your eyes and leaned forward, lips on his, your satisfied sigh tickling his skin, kissing him hard, the intimacy you desired for so long, moments you spent all year trying to keep it at bay, no one to show your affection but tiny kisses on Shooky’s furry head, but now one of your hands was cupping Yoongi’s cheek, deepening the kiss, him pressing back against you, sandwiching you between the wall and himself. You let go of his hand between your legs and held both his cheeks, peppering light pecks against that lovely mouth. You wanted to kiss him over and over, so nice, so lovely, his barely-there gasps drifting on your lips with every kiss.

His fingers slipped out and touched your thigh.

You drew back, heart thudding, still holding his face, his round cheeks a little squished in your hands.

He raised his hand and put his pussy-soaked fingers in his mouth.

You jerked your hands back. “Y-Yoongi!” you exclaimed, shocked.

His pink tongue slipped around his fingers, tiny kitten licks to slurp it all up. He hummed, small smirk playing on his lips. You gawked at him.

“Y-You don’t have to–”

“You like it, don’t you?”

You shut your mouth, cheeks burning with heat.

Yoongi smirked wider, nimble tongue slipping around and around, your eyes glued to the movement, brain already dreaming up lecherous scenarios. His dark brown eyes flickered to you, eyebrows rising.

“Hmm…”

“W-What?” you snapped, trying to collect yourself. He was giving you that look again. That enigmatic expression of maybe-maybe-not. Yoongi shrugged, taking his fingers out of his mouth.

“I think we should do that again sometime.”

Your mind went blank.

Again? Now? Later?

Next Tuesday?

WHEN, MIN YOONGI, WHEN?

“… Urk?”

Those cunning dark brown orbs sparkled with mischief. “Hmm, then again, maybe we’ll do something different next time,” he pondered out loud, taunting you with the suggestive depth of his voice. He backed up, tail swaying from side to side, his grin widening, turning into an open-mouthed smirk that showed off his pretty teeth and devious expression.

His next words were the verbal equivalent of pushing your full glass of brainpower right off the table and sending it crashing to the floor.

“I have a lot of things I want to try.”

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part v

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masterpost

[nomattertheoceans]

May I ask what else did you already sew? And how did you started? 😁

Of course you may ^^ I love sewing so I'm always down to talk about it!! I'm sorry, this got kind of long xD I hope you don't mind!!

So I started over a year ago. My mom has a sewing machine so I started with her, she taught me the basics of how to use it (how to install the thread, how to change a needle, how to select the stitch you want, how to hold the fabric,...). Then after about two months I bought my own machine because it was a bit restrictive to have to go to her house and everything! The machine cost me around 70 euros, so I'd say it's a manageable investment if you enjoy sewing! But in general if you can't afford it, you can find someone to lend you their machine, or even clubs that have machines available.

I started with very easy things. My very first alone project was just to make little pouches, then I tried a cushion cover. Basically, I sewed two rectangles together and tried to make the stitches go in a straight line (not as easy as it sounds 😂)

Then I graduated to slightly more complex projects: scrunchies and snoods that I made for Christmas. Still pretty easy but with a few more steps.

Then I... went a little crazy 😂 and decided I would try to make a dress without a pre-existing pattern (a pattern is a set of instruction that you have to follow, as well as lifesize representations of the pieces of fabric that you need, I don't know if that's clear haha but it's a guide basically). It did not go well xD it took me and my mom over two months to complete despite being a really simple dress, and I had to ask my grandma for help a few times (she's been a seamstress since she was 16 so she's really good!! But she doesn't want to teach, sadly. The only way she helps is if I go with a very specific question and then she answers me haha). We completed it in the end, but it wasn't an experience I wanted to try again soon lmao so I bought patterns for the dresses I made since then ^^

Since then I've sewn a lot of different projects!! Basically I always try to push the boundaries of what I can currently do, cause at first I wanted to only try things I was already good at (I was afraid of wasting fabrics if I messed up), but obviously when you do that, it's almost impossible to improve. So I try out new things and sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't and I have to start over, but I still learn something when it doesn't work.

If you want to know what kind of things I made, here's a non comprehensive list

about five dresses (if I could I would only make dresses!! but it requires a lot of fabric and fabric is kind of expensive..!)

one skirt

a few tote bags/beach bags (those are fun cause once you figure out the steps to making one, the others are similar and you can play around with colors and patterns and stuff)

a hair towel

a messenger bag for my boyfriend (a very simple one, though, for gathering mushrooms, nothing fancy)

aprons for a friend's daughter (one for gardening and one for baking ^^ they were so cuuuuute! Sewing for a four year old is the cutest thing kajsjdhja)

A Christmas hat ^^

Right now I'm working on a mobile for my cousin, she's having a baby! So I'm making animals and trees and clouds out of felt. I'm only in the beginning of the project though

I'm sorry I don't have any pictures, it's literally the middle of the night right now and I'm min bed writing this xD

Overall, I'd say you have to be patient and handle frustration well if you want to sew. It's a very methodical hobby! You follow a procedure, you try to picture in what order you have to work for the project to work out. Since I don't take classes, sometimes I spend an hour looking up tutorials for a specific technique and then another hour trying it out on scraps of fabrics, just for one detail in a project. I also bought a few books that explained sewing techniques and stuff, so I spend a lot of time on that, too. Also, the reality is that you don't spend that much time using the machine, overall, cause the most time-consuming part is cutting the fabric, pinning it, ironing it,....

But it's also very satisfying when the project comes together!! And as someone who generally has issues staying focused, I've found that I can spend an entire day sewing and not see the time go by!

I'm sorry this got so long, I saw in your tag you were interested so I went a little overboard!

[formulinos]

Hyperfixation Corner | Review: Jacques VIlleneuve's Private Paradise

as a little celebration for my incredible mark of 300 followers, i wanted to do a very neat, very special hyperfixation corner! but since we're running on so little time and i'm very slowly doing my research for what i actually want to devote a long time, i decided to dive in the strange little world of jacques villeneuve for this small review of his 2007 cultural reset album "private paradise". i honestly am stunned. if you enjoy music, don't click in the jump after the cut tbh. but hey, you know you are curious to hear more about it!

(what the fuck! 300 followers!!!! thank you all SO VERY MUCH)

First of all, it's important to highlight that as much as this album SOUNDS as if it was done in 48 hours, it wasn't. Jacques started composing songs seriously (but as a hobby) in 1996, when he got into F1 (according to himself). He also took to himself to learn the piano in 97, so you know, he showed some affinity to music. In fact, as practically all three album reviews at the time will tell you, Seville Villeneuve was a piano teacher - hopefully not like Isabelle Huppert in that film - and taught it to Gilles, who also knew how to play the trumpet, very well if I say so. I'm gonna embed a video of it straight away because it's how I want to waste tumblr's one video rule:

Very nice. Anyway, his son Jacques started properly composing around 2000, taking five more years to decide to record some of those during Christmas. The madlad actually liked what he heard and, to be honest, driving for Sauber, he had enough time to devote himself to make a full LP. He got his sister, he got a bunch of friends, and he did 13 songs that I will never be able to forget in my life. After realeasing his first promo single "Accepterais-Tu ?"during the 2006 Canadian Grand Prix weekend (more on that later), Private Paradise was released to the world, and I'm sure that the 233 copies that were sold were very well enjoyed!

note: honestly, although it's pretty clear by now this is not a good one, i would like to put out a disclaimer that my own taste in music sucks. i'm not like The Other Girls, i listen to indie music, like arctic monkeys XD i also didn't get Sour, i'm honestly not proud of it because olivia rodrigo seems very dedicated to her aesthetic and her work and i wish i could enjoy it but it's not my type. basically, don't take music refs from me and don't believe that bc i didn't like it it means that if you did your taste in music suck. also tag your taylor swift i'm tired of everytime she releases a song you guys find a way to make graphics and parallels w her songs. 

Track 1 - Foolin’ Around: The second the album started playing and I heard the claps, snakes started manifesting in my house. It's never a good sign when a song starts with the beat in a folk rock album, and the guilar strums confirmed it. It's... derivative, it's incredibly generic, the lyrics are as deep as when I tried to learn bass guitar when I was 13 because I wanted to start a band after I listened to "A Hard Day's Night". But here's the thing, I knew when to stop, and this song didn't. It goes for too long, and the decision to repeat the WHOLE FUCKING THING after changing the pitch and a weird ass guitar solo is horrid. TBH all the songs in this are weirdly long, the whole album clocks at 54 min. Jacques would legit have benefitted from the Streaming pattern nowadays of 2 min 30 secs songs. 

Track 2 - You Are: He thought he ate with his vocals here, he really did and it's even heartbreaking. If Foolin' Around shows he doesn't know where to stop, You Are is the first evidence he didn't even know where to start (singing lessons). As always, the lyrics aren't deep at all, but it doesn't even matter bc it's kinda entertaining to hear him feel himself over his long notes. He struggles so much they had to resort to backing vocals in the same volume as the main ones... Absolute highlight to me!

Track 3 - Father: OK, they got me on this one. In fact, Melanie Villeneuve is the MVP of this album. As the title says, this is the Gilles Tribute Song, and to be fair, lovely. Melanie's voice is incredible, she conveys the emotion perfectly and hey, I'm not gonna slag off Jacques for not singing as well with his sister when you know, once you read the song lyrics, you can tell it's equal parts trying to honour and love their dad while also kind of dealing with the feelings of resentment for him not being there and for sometimes racing too hard and having to share their own grief with the legends of F1 fans who lost an idol. Fair play. I miss Gilles.

"It's a very important song. It's the only personal song on the album. I don't write personal stuff and I don't want to sing personal stuff either, but this one, because it's with my sister, I'm quite happy doing it."

Melanie singing 'Father' in the album launch, February 2007.

Track 4 - Tout Dire: Thankfully, Melanie's on-track involvement ends in Father and I can talk shit about Jacques in peace again. This one is iconic, tbh, he served it here. The whole gist of it is how some girl hurt routinely his feelings and he can’t act the same way as if nothing happened anymore. I think that his voice works better in French - barely but at least this song is more complex than the other two and feels less dated, or maybe French just matches the old people vibes of this album.

Track 5 - The Ones:  HONESTLY! FOR FUCK'S SAKE! This album is such a flop that there isn't a digitalised booklet anywhere and I almost considered buying a copy so that I could get more info on who else was involved in making this, but no one is selling this in here. If there isn't a single listing of your album in Brazil, you flopped. Anyway, the woman singing in this is Ely Breton and you need to put some respeck in her name because she sang for Cirque du Soleil's Delirium spectacle short after this. Lovely gal. Hate the song.

Ely killing the competition, same album launch in February 2007. There was literally one presentation of this ever and I beg them to #ReleaseTheVilleneuveCut

Track 6 - Accepterais-Tu ?: Jacques really listened to this once and said "I ended everyone's careers. This will be my lead single" and he thought it would be a good idea to release it BEFORE THE CANADIAN GRAND PRIX. This is where he lost the battle to Kubica, sincerely, if I was a backup driver I'd clown Jacques too. BMW Sauber probably talked to him after the German GP like "bruh honestly you can't come back. It's not because you're driving lazily and crashing the car all the time, it's because your song is complete wank". Even Steve Rider and Mark Blundell take the piss of him in this pre-race feature.

About the song itself: the thing about his French songs being more complex absolutely bites him back in the ass when he overdoes it. It's catchy, but in a way you wish brain bleach was a real thing and to make matters worse, he struggles SO hard with his vocals. If this was an IRL marriage proposal it would become a r/relationship_advice post in 2 months time.

Track 7 - Why Did You Come ?: IDK either dude. Again, it took me forever to find who is the milf singing in this with him and after quite a bit of googling, it seems to be Amélie Veille, who has a nice career it seems. Stream one of her songs instead. This one is completely forgettable and I got so tired looking for Amélie I forgot to write how I feel about it.

Yes. February 2007.

Track 8 - Vaguement: This is so dramatic and pointless... I don’t get the violins.. the Spanish Guitar vibes... the weird ass music video.... the way it's so long but then when it ends you’re like “what? now???"........ who did this.... electric chair...... my behated.....

Track 9 - Lullaby: I don’t know what overtook me, probably the hatred for Vaguement, but this one… was not so bad. Honestly, this wasn’t as much of a chore and it even gave space for some theorising because if you listen to it (and you are totally in the right not to), it sounds more of an adieu to F1 than a standard love song. Might also be quarantine brain but I feel like I’m realising things here and Mr. Villeneuve lied when he said Father was the only personal song in this album. All good work he did here was thrown out the window when he struggle vocals during the guitar breakdown and I found myself thinking of the superior Lullaby by The Cure. 

Track 10 - Private Paradise: 

It’s the title song and it absolutely fucks. Why lie for the tl? At this point I might have borderline Stockholm Syndrome but really, he looked camp in the eye and it looked back and they didn’t mind. He made an effort, it was cheesy and he embraced it. Let him have his little Coldplay moment! If there were more songs like this the album would have been more torelable. I absolutely hate how much I enjoyed this one

Track 11 - Étrangers: He bottled it but I am still under the effect of Private Paradise so I don’t even mind it. Again, another voice of an uncredited woman and unlike the other three, I can’t confirm nor deny who it is. I saw one single link that credited it to both Jacques and his half-sister Jessica (who if my math isn’t off was around 13-14 when they recorded it, such a prodigy!) but I failed to find anything on song credit databases.

Track 12 - Women Come Women Go: We get it Jacques you are sexist. I swear I laughed OUT loud at how he tried to rhyme “women” with “one man” KDJJSJSJJS PLEASEEEEEEEE not when the women featured throughout this mess didn’t save your day! Fuck off!!!!!

Track 13 - Mother Earth: FULL CIRCLE! THIS IS AS BAD AS THE FIRST SONG! If Lewis and Seb heard this ode to snow (Canadian or Swiss? It matters less than you think!) they would give up on all environment causes. Pair this with the Incel Manifest we just listened to and we can call it a Certified Jacques Moment. He’s so crazyyyyy I love him XD Oh, and the choir did their best!

Overall, I’m gonna grade this a 4/10 because I love Gilles. Basically, a 10 to all the women in this and a complete zero to Jacques. HOWEVER, I do have to cheer him on for the absolute balls it took to record this seriously and pursue his hobbies and while it does suck, again, I don’t think I would be able to do any better. Plus, it wasn’t just Jacques who went wrong here… several people listened to this and thought it was good enough to release it. Blame them equally!!! I think that if he did a sophmore album today, he would be better equipped. Good luck Jacques, don’t give up on your dreams and ignore the haters! To the rest of you lovely people that support me, thanks a lot and see you hopefully sooner than it seems! Screw you guys, I'm going home :D

[cangrellesteponme]

NOOO YOU TOOK MY PICREW POST AND YOU MADE IT EVEN COOLER PLEASE TELL ME ABOUT THESE GUYS' DND SESSIONS ESP OF MEY RIN THE DUNGEON MASTER OMG I BET SHE'S SO AMAZING, BEYOND WHAT ANY OF THEM EXPECTED RHDYFU AND WHY EXACTLY IS SEB THE ONE PROVIDING SNACKS IS HE/SHE JUST BETTER AT REMEMBERING THAT STUFF, WHAT EVERYONE LIKES FOR SNAKS OR DOES OUR DEAR PERFECTIONIST ATTEMPT TO MAKE SURE THEY'RE HOME COOKED HEALTHY SNACKS?? XD I'm so sorry I'm too strangely hyper about all this PLEASE just tell me everything 🙇

okay so

Dungeon Master Mey-Rin: Their game is fairly relaxed, so she has a DMing style that matches that vibe: clear descriptions with real-life analogies, casual register and vocabulary, a storytelling focused on what is told and not how it's told, as long as the point gets across. I think she'd be the kind of DM who's completely unfazed by the unpredictability of her players, with a perfect poker face and the ability to make a nat20 on a stupid plan sound like a perfectly logical thing. Fully conviced she absolutely sucks at naming places and NPCs on the spot so they end up with very plain names like "John", "Sarah" and "Chad". Karen the Drow is a player favourite. Another thing, I think she'd be really good with moods and atmospheres and all that. Even the chaos of their game can't throw her off. Overall, an icon, a hilarious and talented DM.

Seb the snack provider: It's option three! Seb is just so fucking tired of seeing Bard and Grelle come with the most unhealthy snacks possible- it's like they're trying to one-up each other on how terrible their tastes are. Somebody had to save the table from this.

now for other headcanons i simply cannot keep contained in my little head

The group I'm thinking of is Mey-Rin, Seb, Grelle, Hannah, Bard, Agni, with on occasion literally everyone else (Ronald is there more often than not tho.)

They have a main game that is a long-ass campaign of pure high fantasy chaos in which the party saves the world 24/7... from the dangers they create because they never pay attention AS they save the world. Assassinated a corrupt king? He was some weird demon's warlock and now that thing is coming for the people's heads. Killed that ancient red dragon? You woke up a fucking tarrasque.

They also, on occasion, do shorter things on the side, exploring themes like piracy, urban fantasy, barocco chaos... It also allows for everyone else to try their hand at DMing. (So far, Grelle is the best. Her games are always filled with humour and over the top drama.)

As for how the players are: Seb is a freaking rules lawyer, Grelle is The Bard That Never Plays A Fucking Bard, Hannah is the one braincell that often goes on vacation and always drops dead five seconds into combat, Bard is the player who is STRUGGLING to do math on the spot after spending the last ten minutes trying to figure out what to to on their turn, Agni is the one that started out as Lawful Good with no backstory and ended up True Neutral with trauma, and Mey-Rin has a terrible case of "I forgot what my accent was but at this point it's a whatever happens happens kind of situation" because she definitely plays a warlock with Mask Of Many Faces. As for their guests, Ciel's a min-maxer who plays a Halfling Rogue, Will is a fucking metagamer who knows too much, Soma (bless his soul) has forgotten the rules for the 43rd time but he roleplays so well that he's forgiven, Ronald is the player with terrible plans but such great luck that he always pulls it off and makes it iconic, Alois makes great accents and has a three-pages long backstory in bullet points that perfectly fits into the universe and he remembers every single piece of lore BUT he sucks at combat, Mr Tanaka played in an older edition and thus uses the wrong words for everything but he's a great player and an even better DM. Everyone else, I have no idea yet.

[phonegimgi]

OKOKOK OLIVER + RANDY SPECIFIC MEMORY TIME

SOZ ok.......after I asked randy out, I stopped by the movies!! bc randy said he'd be a few mins.... BUT!!!!!! then oliver asked me out!! and I was all "well, I kinda already have a date today.....well, less of a date, more of a "I need to get into the funfair to lay eggs" ordeal..." & HE WAS ALL ":0000 EGGS?? CAN I,,,,UH,,,👉👈 can i pwese film u,,,,laying ur eggs,,?" I WAS LIKE "OK IDK U BUT?? RANDY SOUNDS BROKE SO MAYBE U CAN BE A BACKUP, PLUS U LIKE MY NIPPLES SO,,,, 👉👈" and he finished up his shift!!

so we went to the funfair!! when we got there, jerry was all "for the LAST. TIME. you need M-" AND I WENT "IM WELL AWARE, JER-BEAR. WELl...AWARE.. I WRANGLED 2 GUYS MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!"

jerry was genuinely??? so confused??? and then randy ran up & oh my god...... he was so confused & upset & thought I got impatient with him,,,,,

we explained that oliver was just gna film it & so he was a lil! hesitant! but went along! with it!!! randy was all sweet the whole time - calling me cutesy names & holding my hand & all - and we went about the day like in the actual game! after jostling the eggs a bit, I was ready to lay!!

oliver gave randy some cash to get us all hotdogs, & he did!! he still dropped them when he saw my clutch tho,,,,, but he snapped outta it, and then went on abt how the night was still young & shit!! & oliver agreed >:00!! then yk..the whole madame mediocre thing.. but, after randy fled, oliver still took me back on bike!! after we talked abt filming more, ofc

the next day, I talked to the narrator abt what to do; either see what randy was up to, or film with oliver. seeing as I was still sore from yk...LAYING FIVE FUCKING EGGS THE PREVIOUS NIGHT, I went with randy LOL! we got mugged, he stood up for himself as I leaked cryptid acid, and the usual good ending route happened!! with oliver, too, ofc :3

idr exactly how it happened, but me & oliver actually started dating, too!! & randy might've caught feelings, too XD

I ended up moving my tent closer to the funfair (both for my eggs & for randy<3)n and after a while, me & randy got married<3<3<3!!! I remember one of the mobsters actually officiated it, and we played this is halloween (marilyn manson cover) instead of typical wedding music, & mood rings instead of wedding bands!!!! oliver was our man, beefaroni (my raccoon) was there, my egglings were there, jerry was invited but idr if he came, and randy's opossum son was there!!!! it was in an alley LOL

[erixyin]

MLQC Boys React to MC Drunk - Part 3

It’s like i have a rough plan of how i want each boy to go but i need inspiration to write certain things. Its a bit weird

It’s our sunshine boys turn! Yay

Pairing: KiroxMC

Rating: Fluffyyyy

Warnings: you might die of too much fluff

Kiro:

You had been both out at a club after Kiro had released another album. The pros of having your boyfriend as a superstar means you get to go to the VIP section and tear it up and not be mobbed by fans

The problem is... everytime you went to the bar Kiro went with you and vice versa. You don’t remember how many shots you had but it was around 7??? You were both lightweights so you guys were out for the count.

The dancing had gotten out of hand so Kiro [yes it was you that had gotten out of hand XD] had decided to head off and not get in a taxi because you were sick in the limo last time and the time before that you were sick in the taxi.

[You had been twerkin and shimmying and while kiro was loving it it harboured too much unwanted attention from other suitors so he had to put it to a stop]

You two were walking home with your heels in your hand and you swaying slightly. Kiro had somehow lost his hoodie after taking it off somehwere in the VIP room. Arm around your waist to steady you. Both of you were giggling like children

You had looked at him all dreamy like and just as he was about to kiss you he pulled back and was like “hmm i want chips”.

Annoyed, “but I’M Miss chips!” You pouted but your stomach growled as well so you obliged.

This was how you and Kiro ended up drunkenly shouting to each other in the supermarket trying to get as many snacks into the trolleys as possible at 2am. You took every oppertunity you could to grab his face and squish his cheeks. And he took every oppertunity he could to give a quick kiss on the cheeks.

You might have had a “Jedi” fight with breadsticks that you bought and you pretended to be Anakin because of your red dress. “No! My Miss Chips has turned to the dark side!”

In the trolley was also non snacc such as the pikachu hat you grabbed for kiro that were also mittens. In exchange Kiro couldnt stop making pikachu noises throughout the night.

“Kiro do you want breadsticks??” “Pika-CHU!” “Kiro im asking you a question!” “Pika P? Oh god Miss Chips don’t attack me with broccoli!”

You also managed to do the improvised cha cha slide down the isle with the trolley in hand which you were VERY proud of and how dare you laugh at me Kiro!

Whenever something was on the bottom shelf instead of bending over [because Kiro would take advantage of you in a... cute position....] you opted to instead just sit on the floor. Kiro took many pictures without you knowing which you were sure to delete tomorrow morning while scrolling through his phone

You took your revenge though whenever kiro had to reach up to get something off of the higher shelves, his tshirt would expose a little bit of skin so you would take full advantage and tickle him. STOP YOU’VE VIOLATED THE LAW MISS CHIPS

You decided that trolley racing to the checkout was REALLY fun. And the cashier was quite amused at seeing a superstar and his girlfriend squeal whenever they reached a corner and tried not to smash into the bread section.

You ended up having a right old chat with the cashier as Kiro paid for everything and put stuff into large carrier bags

“Ferrets are so cute! They have liquid spines! And they are just cute little noodles” “MC we need to go the store is closing! Also pay attention to me!!”

When you finally made it home you just plonked yourself on top of him.

Kiro groaned and wriggled because he wanted to get at the snaccs

But you refused to budge and just said, “no kiro i sleepy, you is pillow”

You succumbed when he tempted you with haribos, you couldnt say no to the tangfastics. Kiro might have fed you as you refused to move off of Kiro because he was pilllow and he was squishy and he was comfortable dammit!

The next morning [late afternoon] you both woke up with a headache and gaps of your memory last night. “Kiro when did i take my shirt off? And why are your pants on the balcony! Kiro come back here!”

Unbeknownst to you two, the cashier had filmed the whole segment of you two being complete idiots in the supermarket including the against the shelf kisses, the impromptu singing and dancing, the attack of the broccoli

It had gone viral. Kill me please. I dont want to leave the house ever again

Savin had been blowing Kiro’s phone up and kiro was very apologetic but the fan base had loved it! It was another side to Kiro and they could all tell how in love he was with you. Even the haters despite how much they despised it

You two had only made your relationship public quite recently, so a flood of new interview oppertunities flagged up for both you and Kiro.

He was excitedly telling you all of this when you took his phone and switched it off. “Five more mins cuddle time please!”

Five minutes turned into five hours

[megan-loves-surveys]

More.

Do you sleep with just a sheet in summer when it's hot? Yep. My duvet is quite heavy so from late November to about April or even May, I only use a sheet. And even that's too much when it's really humid.

Are you one of those people who needs to have at least some blanket on you when you sleep so the monsters don't get you? YES. I hate sleeping without one!

Will anyone be visiting your house any time soon? Just my boyfriend, lol.

What was the last museum you went to? Um... not sure. Prob one in the USA.

Scroll through your camera roll quickly without looking, then stop it with your finger. What's the first picture your eye lands on? A pair of green Converse my Mum got me for Christmas.

Do you get bursts of creative energy or is it more consistent? Both.

Have you ever been chased by a dog? Yeah. One chased my friend and I down the main road once, don't even remember why lol.

What's your favourite kind of soda? Coke Zero Sugar.

Are you a visual learner? I guess so?

Do you have a drink with you right now? What is it? Just water.

What was the last science fiction movie you watched? Couldn't tell you, that's not my genre.

How far away from your home is the nearest train station? I live equal distance between two different ones - so about 10 mins each away.

Do you listen to music every day? Yes! I have an unbroken streak of scrobbling on last.fm since Jan 1, 2020. I haven't missed a day in over 4 years haha. Before that, I have random gaps when I've been traveling overseas and that.

If you have a passport, when does it expire? Our ones are 10 year one, and I think I got my current one about 5 years ago, so it still has at least 5 years left on it.

Have you ever smoked a cigar? Never.

What was the last app you opened on your phone? The photos app for that question above.

Is your voice high, low, or somewhere in the middle? Low, especially for a woman. People always say they're surprised at how my voice sounds.

Are you wearing any rings right now? No. I haven't been wearing my rings lately cos it's so warm, my fingers just swell up.

Have you ever been to a baby shower? Yes.

Do you have any cash stashed away anywhere? Not physical cash, I don't think I have any at all. But I have an emergency bank account with a substantial amount in it, I haven't touched it in several years.

What are your neighbours like? They're a mixed bag - one side is a family with a young kid, they can be annoying and they park like shit and keep creeping into our spaces. On the other side is a woman with 3 kids and the kids are super noisy and scream loads. Across from us is a couple we know nothing about, and next to them is a nice gay couple who have a really cute dog xD

What month is your birthday? How far away is that from now? July. It's about 5 months away.

What's the next friend or family birthday coming up? Will you buy them a present? Today is my Mum's birthday haha, I got her a good present. After that, it's my boyfriend's birthday in May. Dunno what I'll get him yet, I'll have to think.

What was the last book you read? Right now I'm reading Reach For The Stars, it's about British pop music in the 90s and 00s, it's so good.

Have you ever spend a long period of time in a country you weren't born in? Depends what you consider 'long' - when I was young, I went to the UK for 10 weeks lol.

Do you make your own surveys on Bzoink? Bzoink shut down :( But I never made surveys, I only took them.

What colour are the bottoms you're wearing today? I wore a jumpsuit, so black I guess.

How many beds are in your home? Two.

Do you wear face masks in public? Never did, we only had to wear them inside buildings and on buses/trains.

What are your plans for tomorrow? I'm seeing my favourite band, Five, live and meeting them! YAY <3

Do you like meatball subs? Never had one.

Are you severely sleep deprived? Not at the moment, surprisingly. I've slept better now it's not as hot.

What music are you listening to? Five - Let's Get It On

What is your favorite smell on earth? Hard to pick!

What are you doing tomorrow morning? Sleeping, lol. All the fun things happen in the evening!

What are you supposed to be doing right now? Nothing.

Have you ever killed your elbows on an inflatable obstacle course? No.

Are you aware that all these questions are being made up at 3:54 am? Now I am.

Ever gone a whole day without eating? Yes, when I've been sick.

Do you feel that you need to improve your spiritual life? No.

Can you curse fluently in Spanish? I don't speak any Spanish at all, let alone curse hahaha.

If you go to school (HS or college) does your school have a rival? We always had a rivalry with EGGS, they thought we were too common and we thought they were too stuck up LOL.

What’s your school’s mascot? It was a lion.

Do the numbers 44 and 53 mean anything to you? Not really.

Ever had banana pudding flavored ice cream? Possibly?

If you have a sib, do you call him/her “brother” or “sister” sometimes? I'm an only child.

Has the weather been odd lately where you live? It's been pretty normal for a change, it's been hot, sunny and humid. It's nothing like 2023 which was the worst year on record for my city for weather.

Remember “Kenan and Kel”? Oh yeah, I watched it.

Does the mere mention of that show make you crave orange soda? No lol.

Are you *this* close to falling asleep? I'm not close to falling asleep, but I am tired.

Do you own a Wii? Never did.

If not, do you want one? Not really.

Did you ever collect stickers? I did! I had loads of sticker books as a kid, I never actually used them, just collected them xD

Isn’t Hello Kitty just the cutest thing ever? Nah. It's cute, but not the cutest.

Are there any songs you could just listen to over and over and over? Oh yeah, loooooads.

Do you have a favorite basketball team (NBA or college?) Basketball is not a big sport in NZ.

Ever had chicken curry and basmati rice? Yes.

Do you have a weird obsession with numbers? 13 is the best number, it's not unlucky at all. Fight me lol.

Does your job (if you have one) involve sitting at a computer for hours? Do you get major shoulder/upper back pain from that? Or think you would? My job does involve that cos I do data entry and reception work. I already have a fucked up shoulder from it being broken, so that doesn't matter, my shoulder will hurt no matter what lol.

Do you have someone who will give you a massage when you need one? My boyfriend haha.

Ever seen Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas? I don't think so.

Do you own any diamond jewelry? Nah, not any real ones.

Is this survey random enough for you? Sure.

Do you have an American-made car? I don't have a car, period.

Have you been baptized in any religious tradition? No.

Do you drink alcohol at all? Yep, on occasion. I don't go crazy though. Love me some Jim Beam, or Malibu or Long Island iced teas.

If not, do you like the smell? -

Are you in a chair, on a couch, in bed, on the floor, what? Chair, at my desk.

Can you eat just one potato chip? Hell no, I gotta eat most of the bag. Keep chips away from me if you want any yourself LOL.

If your best male friend got a mohawk, would he look good or ridiculous? David would look ridiculous lol, he's a short hair guy xD

Do you love the smell of sunblock? Not really.

Does the computer you’re on have Vista, XP, or something else? I have Windows 10. My laptop's been ready to upgrade to 11 since I got it, but I'm too lazy to do it. I'll do it eventually xD

Internet Explorer or Firefox: which do you prefer? How old is this survey? Haha. I use Opera and have done for years.

What are you going to do now? One more survey, then watch some YouTube, then play a video game before bed.

Do you like coffee? I do, but I can't really drink it cos the caffeine just keeps me awake for the rest of eternity. If I have a coffee at 9am when I get to work, at 1am the next morning I'm still wide awake!

Do your eyes ever twitch? Yep, usually when I'm tired or a migraine is coming on.

Do you get excited when you get something in the mail that isn’t a bill? I don't even get bills in the mail anymore, they're all sent by email and paid by direct debit now. Outside of courier deliveries, the only actual letter "mail" I get is the student loan people reminding me I still owe them money lol.

What was the last thing you wrote by hand? Something at work, it was a note for my boss.

Why did you last feel exhausted? I had a long busy day and hadn't slept well the night before cos it was too hot.

Have you ever used emotional blackmail to get your own way? Oh yeah, most likely.

Has anybody ever used emotional blackmail on you? Probably.

Assuming you have any, is your hair soft today? It got wrecked in the rain earlier today, so not particularly lol.

Who did you last worry about and why? My Mum when we got on the bus cos she said she felt sick. I had to tell her to breathe, that helped.

When are you next at work? Wednesday. I don't usually work Wednesdays, but I'm taking tomorrow off so I switched days.

Do you enjoy your work? Yeah, it's pretty fun tbh, no two days are ever the same cos of the people that we deal with.

Are you currently looking for a new place to live? No, I like my house.

When was the last time you ate/drank something gross just to be polite? I don't do that, I make it clear beforehand what I can and can't eat. I have issues with food textures, so I make sure people know that.

Can you see any toys from where you’re sat? There is a bunch of plushies on my bed, mostly Pokémon ones. There's also a ton of WWE action figures on my dresser and my bookcase, around 50 or so.

Last time you heard a growl, who or what did it come from? An animal on TV or a YouTube video, probably.

Does it bother you when you forget something that you should know? Definitely.

What was the last thing you put off doing? Calling this annoying woman back at work - she's always so rude, so I try to avoid being the one who has to deal with her lol. But today I HAD to call her, so I put it off till almost the end of my shift xD

When did you last make up a baby’s bottle? Never.

What was the last thing you cooked? My boyfriend has been attempting to teach me how to cook - so he coached me through making pasta the other day. He did most of it though lol.

Do you eat your dinner at a dining table, coffee table or just off your lap? Most of the time, at the dining table. But occasionally we'll eat on the couch or I'll eat at my desk upstairs.

When did you last see the sea? Saturday, we drove past some beaches lol.

Which would you prefer as a view; mountains or the sea? Mountains.

Do you have a mouse for your laptop? (Assuming you have a laptop) Yep.

Do you apologise a lot? Only if I need to, I don't say sorry for no reason.

Do you have any framed black & white photos in your home? Who are they of? No.

[cassiavioletblue]

That makes sense! I don't have any problem with cats and I would love to have one in the future but having a dog was like a childhood dream for me hahaha It's nice you can go outside! I don't get how people wear masks for so long it feels a suffocating for me sometimes even though I know it's important and needed, it's good you can go for walks though! Haha my best friend lives like 15 mins away so we'll probably meet and just spend time together which is what I'm most looking forward to (1/2)

Apparently tumblr was hungry because it ATE part two!! I so hate it when it does that! :(((((

(for future cases when I maybe don‘t notice it: If I haven‘t responded after three days pls message me about it because I always answer!)

The cats I had when I was a kid were used to dogs because the house they were born in had one and it took care of the cats too and let them climb on top of it. It was really adorable! So you can definitely get your dreamdog AND a cute little cat in the future if you want to ;)

Absolutely, yeah! In the beginning I couldn‘t wear the masks for more than five minutes but it actually got better after I had to wear it for half an hour in a store so I guess one does get used to it. I still couldn‘t wear them all day I think. A friend of mine has to and she says she‘s starting to get rashes from it! >.<

Oh, it‘s great having a friend so close! I totaly envy you there! My schoolfriends and I are basically scattered across the country XD Maybe you could do smoke signals until you can finally meet in person again ;)

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

journey + the jk bday journey snippet was so gooddd!! makes me wonder what they did for namjoon's bday hmmmmmmm....

(ps. going through a tough time rn and ur work helps makes life a lil less sad 🥺)

(pss. journey hobi ,,,,,,,,,,,,,, )

(I hope you had fun after reading such ridiculousness XD enjoy this silly drabble about Namjoon's birthday lol keep your head up <3)

warnings: sexually suggestive language, horny crackhead energy pairing(s): ot7 x reader 'journey' au aka fuckbuddies with non-idol!BTS

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“If we get a big enough cake, I can pop out of it–”

“The logistics of your idea,” Min Yoongi interrupted you, poking the side of your head. “Are nuts, not to mention expensive.”

“Hah, you really are No-Fun Man, Yoongi,” you shot back, prodding him and his pastel pink head. He simply sat there and took it with a rather annoyed frown.

“We could surprise him again like we surprised Jungkook,” Jung Hoseok interrupted brightly, his cheerful tone nearly as vibrant as his platinum white-blond hair.

You waved a hand, shaking your head. “It’s too obvious, especially since that was less than two weeks ago. I can’t be naked every single time you guys have a birthday.” Well, you would be…. Eventually. “At least not at the start, I mean…”

Park Jimin popped his black-haired head up from behind the sofa, giving you a warm back hug and bouncing your tits through your shirt. “Why not? Sounds fun.”

“Well, if you think about it, when Seokjin's and Taehyung’s birthdays roll around, I’m gonna freeze to death. Frostbitten titties and ass are not on my sex bingo card, sorry Jimin.”

Jimin pouted, squeezing your breasts through your bra.

Kim Taehyung, who currently was sitting beside you with his hand rubbing his chin, hummed thoughtfully, fingers skimming his lips. “We should do something special. Something he wouldn’t expect, because he’s always taking good care of us,” he pondered in his deep baritone voice, running a hand through his dark brown hair.

“Somebody has to take care of you guys.”

You all stared at Kim Seokjin and his scoff.

“Hyung, you should be taking care of us. You’re the oldest.”

“I do! You guys are crazy! You’re going to make me wrinkle prematurely at this rate! Do you see this moneymaker? I must remain pristine to bring continued joy to this world!”

“You’re the craziest one, Seokjin!” you cackled as he chucked a pillow at you. It was swiftly punched back by the man between your legs.

Sitting between your legs.

Not that you wouldn’t rather him be doing something else between your legs–

“What if we make Namjoon-hyung a meal?” Jeon Jungkook suggested, leaning his shoulder and arm on your thigh. You looked down at him and his bright brown eyes were gazing back up at you, black hair grazing his silver eyebrow piercing and a small smile on his pink lips. You almost wanted to kiss him right then. Ugh, he had such lovely, kissable lips.

Would be very distressing if Jungkook got a lip piercing.

“A meal?” you echoed airily, lost in his beautiful eyes.

“Hyung and I are the only ones who can cook,” Yoongi snorted, shaking his head. “That’s just making us do it on our own.”

You frowned at his words, breaking your gaze with Jungkook, getting back to the conversation. “That’s not true. I can cook.”

All six turned to look at you.

“What? Just because I can suck dick like a boss and take it in the ass with minimal warmup doesn’t mean I can’t cook! I can make all kinds of stuff!”

Taehyung raised a hand, startled. “Hold on. What?”

“She can take it in the ass real well,” Hoseok agreed, nodding.

“Ah, yeah, it’s pretty impressive,” Yoongi agreed, high-fiving him.

“Hyung?!”

“Did I hear that correctly, what the fu–?”

You went on to list the all the dishes you were proud of, too busy thinking to across the sudden commotion around you. “And I can stir-fry vegetables and perfect medium-rare steak and I can make jajangmyeon from scratch and it’s damn good, at least Seokjin said so last time I made it–”

“You made hyung a meal?” Jimin shrieked. “What about us?!”

“But he always eats food so deliciously–”

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mmm, so, yeah, bickering while making a grand meal for Kim Namjoon that probably ultimately ended with the maknae line putting up all the colorful decorations and the hyung line doing most of the culinary labor and you getting fondled while cooking at the stove...

Namjoon probably came back to a wonderful homemade dinner, yummy cake, and horny chaos, typical, smh

(yeah, 'journey' Hobi *wiggles eyebrows* XD)

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drabbles masterpost | masterpost

[a-collection-of-villainous-aus]

CHALLENGE

You must on paper draw Black hat one

Pencil or pen you choose

Rules

No eraser

You may use sharpener

Find a screen cap of him and share

I will do this to! ❤️

Just for a bit of fun

Oh

And you can only give yourself Five mins XD

Okay I took five seconds longer just to poorly scribble the black there XD and put in his neck XD

If you do this challenge, show me and reblog! ❤️

[some-thrilling-heroics]

just came back from Rome! I have thoughts!

are you considering a trip? here are a few things from a friendly foreigner:

DON’T

seriously, I will never go back there; I expected something completely different and got disappointed

only Colosseum and Pompeii did not disappoint - AS PLACES

I honestly have no idea how people survive there, in terms of traffic; street light? you know, green / red etc? I think they are more of a suggestion than anything; people move around as they please, cars just move around, maybe they stop, maybe not; and the parking.... holy fucking shit, how do people get out? I as a person walking on foot had problems to squeeze in between cars, saw cars sandwiched in two rows and in some other strange combinations like... wtf?

thus, city is so not for you if you have any mobility issues - the pavement is uneven, lots of steps, and tight spaces; there are also no benches to sit on - in all of 6 days we were there, we only encountered ONE single, solitary bench to sit on; people sit on pavement etc or in restaurants but those are not free obv; also very few trash cans, like, you could walk for half an hour and not find one

it is dirty and just overall meh, with the exception of maybe the area around the Roman Forum and all that

seriously, when we went on a walk from hotel, we assumed we landed in some bad neighborhood; nope - that’s the whole city like that

there are buses going on, for tourists - hop on hop off; there’s like 5 of different colors and they all drive on the same exact route but do not take the pink one bc they have a tiny fleet and while supposedly they all go every 10-15 mins, we had to sometimes wait half an hour and watch 5 different buses drive off in the mean time (those five being from one single competitor, there were others - basically the red one seems to be the one with biggest fleet and most frequent arrivals)

those buses? they only go one way, which means if you get off on stop 3, and then want to go back to your hotel which was near stop 1, guess what? you have to ride all the remaining stops from 4 through 9 or whatever for the bus to get to your stop

also, metro / public transportation is way cheaper

DO NOT PAY 50 euro for GUIDED TOURS, no matter if it’s vip or super extra vip or whatever shit they tell you

yes, that gives you a living talking human guiding you but it also means you have to chase after that person and not lose them in a heavy, HEAVY crowd of other groups, also they are FAST AF, skip spots and there’s practically no time to rest when the tour is 3hrs on foot going up and down whatever place you’re in

pay half that for so called ‘skip the line’ ticket (btw, ridiculous bc if everybody is skipping the line then in fact, nobody is xD ) and get a radio / thing with earphones and you can walk at your own pace and take brakes and spend like 5 hours instead of 2-3 like with the guide

it really was sad how on these old places that should be, you know, preserved as much as possible, they do anything to just cram more and more tourists; there are like 5 if not more variations of Colosseum tour - in day and by night, like, how about you let the ruins rest some??

you’d have to pay me to go to the Vatican, but my friend went there (for 50 euro) and she regrets it very much bc she had to run after the guide and my friend is a fucking fast walker on average

when my friend was at the Vatican, I went to the Jewish Museum / the Synagogue and it was both awesome and underwhelming (fucking 15-20 minutes the guide was actually talking and that was it - ffs T_T )

Colosseum - we went both, and while it’s a great place and the guide was talking great stuff it was still too fast for our liking (tho slower than Vatican as I was told) and it still took about 3 hrs with the Roman Forum and the Hills

seriously, go at your own pace

your legs will thank you

similar with the trip to Pompeii - amazing place, but the guide is walking and skipping stuff as they see fit, as they have to cram a lot of content in 3 hr tour; my friend started to sneak up to other groups and listen to stuff our guide wasn’t talking about

HYDRATE; carry water or something

I think from all the guides we had, I like the one from the Colosseum the best - her English was kinda broken, but you could understand everything, and it was engaging and really really nice :3

souvenir prices were scary but I guess that’s just us and the fact we had to convert to our currency and think if we wanna spend or not

I do not like the local food, pizza especially; was leaving on locally bought fruit juices (yummy) and crackers from home XD

I can post some pics if anyone is interested?

[leaveharmony]

It’s so hard to type on the tablet so I did only the briefest of summaries at the time.  An account of random Tana encounters in NYC over supercard weekend, cut for length.

Anyway - I’d promised @lone-gunwoman-of-the-week a new york postcard, which with one thing and another I had forgotten entirely about until Saturday, when we passed a big rack of them outside a touristy place down the street and I stopped dead and pointed, “POSTCARD!”

We were on a trek to Macy’s at the time, looking to get mum an emergency replacement purse because hers had blown out its zipper with all the stuff she was carrying in it - the last straw was after Wrestlecon when she couldn’t find her Metrocard, and then it just gave up the ghost.

(Macy’s was way too expensive as an aside - we ended up going to K mart lol.  Those all closed here like two decades ago!)

So we got the postcard, and then a stamp at the other gift shop in the hotel...only I was in pretty rough shape so we decided to go back up to the room so I could actually write the postcard & address and such.  So we went back down to mail it, conveniently at the letterbox at the other end of the lobby.

Like I say, @joshi-hashi by total coincidence booked us at the same hotel where the whole roster was staying, so over the course of three days I ran into / saw, including but probably not limited to: Kazu, Ishii, Sho & Yoh, Yano, Tacos, Goto, Shingo, Naito, EVIL, Will, Shibata & his lions, Juice, Zack (we kept riding the elevator with him lol), Jay, Tama, Haku, Yujiro, Gedo, Jado, Taguchi, Rocky, Ren, Shota, Red Shoes, Sato, Marty, MiSu, Taka, Kota, Kagatsu & a few of the other Stardom girls, Sumie...

Again, I was in rough shape and mum was faring no better, so in the window of time between waking up and the show, we could have gone and done more tourist stuff but after the subway disaster on Friday, we elected just to stay around home base, Saturday.  And I needed to sit down, so we picked a spot on one of the long padded couches in the lobby to recoup a little.  Not a minute later, Tacos, Goto & Yano rounded the bend from the elevator - we’d somehow managed to time it so that we were sitting there as literally everybody was making their way across to MSG for the show.  Hand on heart, total coincidence...I just wanted to mail a postcard lol.  As obviously times when you can just sit there comfortably and watch the whole NJPW roster walk past are fairly limited in number, we elected to stay a while.  Kazu actually came from the direction of the doors but he did have a suitcase, so I have no idea where he’d been - he grinned at us when we waved though.  Shota smiled too, Kota managed somehow to smile, wave and bow without even slowing down because that’s just the kinda guy he is.  MiSu looked at us like we were nuts every time we waved lol but we kept doing it anyway.  Most didn’t notice - I always feel like being to forward is rude so we just kept to our seat & waved rather than trying to get selfies or start a conversation - everybody was obviously all over everywhere and busy.

I couldn’t help myself on a very specific occasion, though.  “We’ll wait til 3:30,” I said casually, fooling no one.  We had the end bench right by the little dividing wall that obscures the elevators; he emerged nearly right next to me and I sprang up like a jack in the box.  My hair was pigtailed and I had my hat on rather than the feathered headband & ponytail, and I was dressed like a normal human being rather than wrestling Cinderella, but he remembered me ^_^  I didn’t want to detain him or anything so we just clasped hands again & I wished him luck - though I guess it didn’t help much.  But I was so happy just to see him again, for what I figured would be the last (probably only) time casually.  Two really sweet Japanese ladies also spotted him on the way out and physically chased him down the lobby to say hi lol.  The pillars were a little in the way but we could see him beaming while they gushed over him, and then they took a selfie.  I guess they must have complimented his hair (which looked fucking amazing) because he told them getting it done for the show cost $300 lol.  It absolutely looked it.  We were still sitting there when they came back and of course they noticed my Tana shirt - they both had his shirts on too (I think he might have signed them on the spot cos they were both proudly showing me the autographs).  So we had a really lovely chat in what they could manage in english (much much better than my broken Japanese).  Rachel appeared not long after, summoned by my mention of Kota going past, and so we all talked a while.  I just.  I love wrestling lol and the kinship of wrestling fans.

Later, after Supercard (which was on whole at least live very good, apart from some really, really stupid decisions on ROH’s part) it was past midnight when we got back to the room; our airport shuttle was due to arrive at 3:05 last we’d heard, but mum had a text message waiting RE: a slight bump up to 3:15, something schedule or logistics related I guess.  So we figured that there was no point going to bed as we’d maybe get two hours’ sleep before the wake up call and it’d be better to use the time packing and getting everything arranged.  When more or less everything was, I went up to floor 12 to sit up at the common table with Elle & Rachel (admittedly I broke into a bit of a sprint when Elle texted to say Tana’d gone past lol).  By another total coincidence as we were sitting there loudly discussing the show, an absolutely lovely gentleman who works in what sounded like a v. important position with NJPW World happened to walk past and overhear.  He’s obviously got a vested interest, so he u-turned as I was saying “If someone had only just casually seen this as a first introduction they’d probably come away concluding New Japan is amazing and ROH is terrible.”

“New japan is amazing?” he echoed, to a chorus of Yes’s.  So we had a chat for about twenty minutes giving him general feedback, telling him how we all met cos of NJPW, how we first heard about it, watch every show live, showed him all our costumes for the show, etc.  He got a handle on Elle and Rachel’s names but kept calling me “Hiroshi” because he’d seen me the day before at Wrestlecon in my Tana dress lmao.   He was a real sweetheart - a fan turned employee, living the dream.  He thanked us for paying his salary, essentially lol.  I should have thought to ask him about putting out an english subtitled version of Shinsuke’s Wonderland interview XD

But I had to run not long after he left, cos I’d cut it a bit fine with 20 minutes or so before the shuttle was scheduled.  We weren’t sure if the driver would come looking or if we had to be outside, so mum checked the keycards while I ran to see if I could ask the doorman, figuring he/they would keep a better watch and know what to look for, or just know which way it would be.  That early in the morning there wasn’t a doorman, though.  So to play it safe we stayed by the doors just inside, keeping watch, figuring at about five min before the appointed time we’d go outside.  “The lobby seems so empty without all the wrestlers in it,” mum remarked.  I figured that late, everyone must have gone to bed already.

Not long after though, TAKA came in with uh...let’s just say ‘some lady friends’ and hope they were fully informed lady friends.  “There, happy?” I said to mum, looking back towards the door in time to see Kota heading for it with a few of the accompanying entourage I figure must have been staff, translators and officials - they were everywhere too, this weekend.  I thought for a split second, ‘Oh good, I’ll be able to congratulate him!’ before he faded to a gentle haze in the background, as the sun himself said something on the way past and walked on by the door, towards Macy’s.  I don’t even think I said anything to mum but she probably understood when I took off at a dead sprint, not even bothering to drop my suitcase handle, just towing it behind me like a little red wagon.  I blew past Kota without even looking at him (I’m so sorry dude!!!!) and went as fast as my poor abused knee could carry me the way he’d gone - he hadn’t gotten far, just tucked around a little corner by the entrance - I think he was gonna do another selfie or panoramic lol. 

Again, the man is fucking unflappable, as he didn’t even raise an eyebrow when confronted with a disheveled, panting nutcase in a trenchcoat and newsboy cap being smacked in the back of her legs w/ her own suitcase at the abrupt stop.  “We’re just waiting for our airport shuttle!” I blurted.  “So I get to say goodbye!”

He actually managed to look happy to see me, bless his heart lol.  He thanked me for the third time, for the doll I made him, and I just said thank you for everything.  Again - I don’t like to be too forward, I don’t even think I could bring myself to ask for a hug, I’m too shy & too much of a headcase wrt fear of being a burden or an annoyance.  But he came at me first, and when the Ace has his arms open to you, there is but one possible course, and that course is to throw yourself into them lol.  He is a wonderful hugger :’)  It’s like being wrapped in the embrace of everything that is good and pure in this world & that’s not even hyperbole, that was really how it felt.

I’m so glad I got to say goodbye.  I mean...it would’t have broken my heart, you know?  There’s always that “Oh maybe I’ll see him again at random” thought in the back of the mind but it’s utterly without expectation.  But I was blessed enough to have the chance to speak to him twice, by chance. 

It really was like a lil fairytale; my lil wrestling Cinderella dream come true in a way I never would have actually believed.