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all-the-fish · 3 months

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Oh, you know, just the usual internet browsing experience in the year of 2024

Some links and explanations since I figured it might be useful to some people, and writing down stuff is nice.

First of all, get Firefox. Yes, it has apps for Android/iOS too. It allows more extensions and customization (except the iOS version), it tracks less, the company has a less shitty attitude about things. Currently all the other alternatives are variations of Chromium, which means no matter how degoogled they supposedly are, Google has almost a monopoly on web browsing and that's not great. Basically they can introduce extremely user unfriendly updates and there's nothing forcing them to not do it, and nowhere for people to escape to. Current examples of their suggested updates are disabling/severly limiting adblocks in June 2024, and this great suggestion to force sites to verify "web environment integrity" ("oh you don't run a version of chromium we approve, such as the one that runs working adblocks? no web for you.").

uBlockOrigin - barely needs any explanation but yes, it works. You can whitelist whatever you want to support through displaying ads. You can also easily "adblock" site elements that annoy you. "Please log in" notice that won't go away? Important news tm sidebar that gives you sensory overload? Bye.

Dark Reader - a site you use has no dark mode? Now it has. Fairly customizable, also has some basic options for visually impaired people.

SponsorBlock for YouTube - highlights/skips (you choose) sponsored bits in the videos based on user submissions, and a few other things people often skip ("pls like and subscribe!"). A bit more controversial than normal adblock since the creators get some decent money from this, but also a lot of the big sponsors are kinda scummy and offer inferior product for superior price (or try to sell you a star jpg land ownership in Scotland to become a lord), so hearing an ad for that for the 20th time is kinda annoying. But also some creators make their sponsored segments hilarious.

Privacy Badger (and Ghostery I suppose) - I'm not actually sure how needed these are with uBlock and Firefox set to block any tracking it can, but that's basically what it does. Find someone more educated on this topic than me for more info.

Https Everywhere - I... can't actually find the extension anymore, also Firefox has this as an option in its settings now, so this is probably obsolete, whoops.

Facebook Container - also comes with Firefox by default I think. Keeps FB from snooping around outside of FB. It does that a lot, even if you don't have an account.

WebP / Avif image converter - have you ever saved an image and then discovered you can't view it, because it's WebP/Avif? You can now save it as a jpg.

YouTube Search Fixer - have you noticed that youtube search has been even worse than usual lately, with inserting all those unrelated videos into your search results? This fixes that. Also has an option to force shorts to play in the normal video window.

Consent-O-Matic - automatically rejects cookies/gdpr consent forms. While automated, you might still get a second or two of flashing popups being yeeted.

XKit Rewritten - current most up to date "variation "fork" of XKit I think? Has settings in extension settings instead of an extra tumblr button. As long as you get over the new dash layout current tumblr is kinda fine tbh, so this isn't as important as in the past, but still nice. I mostly use it to hide some visual bloat and mark posts on the dash I've already seen.

YouTube NonStop - do you want to punch youtube every time it pauses a video to check if you're still there? This saves your fists.

uBlacklist - blacklists sites from your search results. Obviously has a lot of different uses, but I use it to hide ai generated stuff from image search results. Here's a site list for that.

Redirect AMP to HTML - redirects links from their amp version to the normal version. Amp link is a version of a site made faster and more accessible for phones by Bing/Google. Good in theory, but lets search engines prefer some pages to others (that don't have an amp version), and afaik takes traffic from the original page too. Here's some more reading about why it's an issue, I don't think I can make a good tl;dr on this.

Also since I used this in the tags, here's some reading about enshittification and why the current mainstream internet/services kinda suck.

#modern internet is great #enshittification #internet browsing #idk how to tag this #but i hope it will help someone #personal #question mark

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leclsrc · 10 months

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hi audreeey!!! could i get a drabble where charles and reader are on a basic (not "basic" but u get me) dinner date and they're just all capital F Fond... like maybe even pretending theyre married bc they love the other's company sm... I LOVE U

begin again – cl16

Tonight is different. Tonight is special. title from this

auds here... my quasi-apology for being mia-ish. also i am writing a long form fic it's just taking agesss as i'm traveling rn (its nearly done) but know that I LOVE U ALL... like crazy. this is p long for a drabble but i missed writing them a lot! love u guys n i hope i did this adorable prompt justice

He says something in French, pointing at something on the menu. Then he flips the page and points at a bold red image of a bottle, mouthing its name in perfect fluency. Two glasses, he adds. One for the entree, another for dessert.

“Red wine?” You ask, smiling. Charles doesn’t usually order wine.

“Well,” he says, beaming at you and then the waiter, “tonight is special for us.”

You have to wrestle with the grin that fights its way onto your lips, but you admit valiant defeat. “Very special indeed.”

The waiter departs and you recline, mind still racing. It’s only halted by a polite voice from your left—the girl at the table beside yours, asking with meek timidity: wedding tomorrow? She has this giddy smile on her face, like it’s her wedding or her dinner; her husband-or-boyfriend across her just smiles sheepishly. Sorry. I’m curious.

“Oh,” you say quietly, humming. “I got promoted.”

“And…” Charles says, lookin at you like you share a lovely little inside joke.

Your lips grow. “And?”

“This lovely girl doesn’t remember, but I proposed to her this time last year.” He gestures to your left hand. A ring, blending in with the others you usually wear, sparkles in the low light of the restaurant.

Proposed. Your eyes stay on him even as he looks away, devoting his attention to the conversation at hand. Then you nod, a few times, soft bobs of your head. “We’re having a June wedding,” you say fondly to the girl at the table adjacent. You love the way she lights up at the mention of it, at the added detail—she asks for more in accented English.

“How did you propose?” She turns to the guy in front of her, who’s smiling dopily. “We’ve been together a year, so he could use some ideas for the future, if you know what I mean.” They both share a laugh.

Charles hums, recalling the plan he’s thought of a million times over. He conjures the images of it, the memories of mapping everything out, perfecting every last minute detail. “I did it at our house. We live in Monaco, in this, ah—this nice, wide place on a hill.” You remember seeing the house for the first time, from Charles’ car. “I did not want a big fuss around it. I knew I wanted it to be just us.”

“Just us,” you murmur along, nodding. You’ve always known it’s what he wanted for both of you. Just you two against the world.

“So I bought her flowers, lit some candles, and we sat on the couch.” He pauses, like the next few moments are so sacred and so lovely that they deserve to be heard by nobody but you two. But if Charles is anything, he’s loud—loud when he talks, yells; loud when he loves. “And I played our favorite song, Harvest Moon,and I sat next to her and just talked, and I said it. I know it doesn’t sound romantic—”

“—but I cried,” you cut in, looking right at him. Cut off, his eyes flit to you, softening when they see your smiling expression. “I cried like a baby. He was… he meant every word he said. And I was lucky, I guess, that he knows me well enough to, you know—know exactly what I want.” The conversation ebbs into quiet a little bit after that, but you catch bits of how adorable and a June wedding from their own talk.

You eat in relative peace afterward—he talks about a funny story involving Carlos and stolen underwear from the gym locker room. You laugh, bubbling up your champagne, and Charles zips through two glasses of his own drink. Tonight is special, and warm, and you’re in France, and wine seems to be synonymous with the country, and everything, if just for now, makes perfect sense.

In between finishing dessert and the bill’s arrival, when the couple beside you have said their goodbyes and congratulations, and the restaurant has begun to quell its general noise, he takes your idle hand on the table. You look up from where you’d been staring at the puddle of tiramisu filling on your plate.

He’s staring. Charles is always aware of how often and how long he stares, extended gazes of your beautiful features. The awareness does not, however, cause the frequency to wane in the slightest. He still finds himself constantly enthralled by you. And even when he’s away, in a car going a million miles a minute, he finds you in his daydreams. That smile.

Nothing, he says with a quaint smile. I love you.

The bill comes and he, of course, covers it—before you even get the chance to slide your card onto the table. You fuss over it. He stares at you like you’re worth everything and more and goes, with a little laugh, I just need a kiss.

His car is parked outside, valet this time, but the cobblestone is so inviting and quiet that he pays an extra few euros to let you both walk around first. You’re not the only couple along the Seine—in fact, you’re one of many, but your shared, hushed laughs make you both feel like you’re by yourselves. Charles knows all the detours, can pinpoint buildings from different vantage points, takes you on a voyage of Paris all his own. You will look back on this one day and think—your maps of cities, your maps of places, they’ve all been charted by him.

He keeps insisting tonight should be special, like he’s trying to convince you. But you know just as well how special tonight is, how different it is from all the nights previous. You’re just quiet, you suppose, because you’d prefer to bask in this specialty, in Charles. You’re quiet because if you open your mouth for more than ten seconds, you’re going to spill your entire self out to the city. Tomorrow night will not be tonight, just as yesterday night was not tonight. This is just tonight.

You’re guided through the cobblestone streets, arm around your waist. You’re so overcome with love you feel like hugging him, just now, just here in the middle of the street, breathe him in and sigh out little I love yous until somebody has to pass through, grunting about how PDA has gone too far.

“You know how…” he starts, and every time he starts a sentence that way, it’s almost always followed by something fairly nonsensical. You know how turtles can fly? You know how Van Gogh was in an affair with Mona Lisa? You know how the latest episode of The Kardashians had Kim and Kourtney fighting? You smile, laughing already, gesturing for him to proceed. “How we see the stars nearly every night?”

You hum.

“So sometimes, we forget they’re pretty. We think, oh, bah, stars. And then a few weeks, or months, later, we look up on a random evening and we’re shocked again. We go, wow, stars. They are beautiful.” He clutches at his heart to convey the emotion he’s describing.

“Yeah, what about?” You ask amusedly, turning slightly to him.

“That is how I feel when I see you. Every time. That feeling when you see the stars after weeks.”

You breathe one, slippery inhale and then it leaves you shaky, wet, trembling. Your eyes tack themselves onto the stars. A chill rolls through you at the knowledge that you remind him of something so confusing, so beautiful, so strange. “I—God. I love you, you know.”

“Did you like my story?” He asks. He maintains his smile, his attitude, his goofiness. His little attempt to make you feel better. Unfortunately, it works every time without fail. You sniffle and roll your eyes, thankful that you haven’t devolved into a sobbing mess.

Then for the first time tonight, he breaks the precarious, near-perfect illusion: “You know, that is how I would really propose to you if I did it. I did give you that ring, remember?”

“I know,” you whisper, trying to fight tears. “I remember.”

“Don’t cry,” he quells softly. You keep freezing to dab at the corners of your eyes. He responds by pulling you into a side street so you don’t block anyone’s walk, allowing you to lean against the lamppost so he towers above you, eyes etched dark, saturated with genuine concern. “Come on, darling.”

“Charles,” you say thinly, and you’ve gone from coherent sentences to weak pleads.

“Don’t cry.” It’s all he can say, gentle and loving and Charles. “It’s a special night.” It is a special night. It’s the night before your first day at your job across the globe.

It’s your last night in Europe, your last night before you leave, your last night before Charles becomes nothing but an apparition of your past. You’re beginning to realize how foolish this plan was, this wrecked and stupid plan, but God if you didn’t love how real it all felt. It felt like bliss, being a great big pretender.

It was—it should be a month ago now, give or take. You’d gotten the offer, accepted it, told Charles about it, and then you both had to sit with the idea of living across the world from each other. You’d wrestled with plans vis-a-vis your relationship, with timezones and the demand that came with the first year on the job. In the end it was something amicable.

In the end, it ended—but not without one last night together, stretching your dreams and future fantasies to their limit.

Charles will always love you like it’s his last chance to do so. He figures that means letting you fly, letting you pursue things that, if you didn’t, would keep you tethered to the same old things. So even if it rips him apart, and even if all he wants to do is drop everything and dance with you, to the quaint Paris traffic—he remains ever the reassuring one.

He remains, forever, the storyteller, the smiling figure that takes your hand across the table and squeezes once to say he loves you. The loud guy who would’ve, if he could, proposed in your now-sold house, surrounded by candles and music. You wish he could love you longer. You know he always will, in the same way you know the nature of his love will inevitably change when enough time passes.

“Things will change,” you say weakly.

“They will always change.”

“And will you remember me after all of it?”

“I will love you after all of it. I’ve loved you through everything else.” He says, pressing a gentle kiss to your eye. “You know that, right? I’ll just do it from afar this time.”

You swear, if love and hope and being young were ever enough to make things work, you swear—this would’ve worked. But the universe reminds you time and again that they are not.

So, when you kiss Charles for the last time, his eyes are twinkling with Paris moonlight, his lips taste like wine, and you get the special chance to relish in what once was, and what will never be again.

#f1 #charles leclerc #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc drabble #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc x reader #f1 x reader #charles leclerc imagines

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chemicallady · 2 months

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I WANNA FEEL LOVE AGAIN

Part 1 ; Part 2 ;

Couple: Noah Sebastian x Fem!Reader

Content Warning: I made a little homage to three fanfiction I really love! I leave you to find the references ;)

Taglist: @ada-clarence , @badalmondzzzz , my wifey @starsomens , @raventherockstarhippie @blacksoul-27 , @somewhere-diamond

Summary: This is just cute. I swear.

But you never promised me to be wiser of better.

Time flies.

Two years passed by so fast that you almost didn't notice. At first, your job was not demanding at all, compared with the rest of the crew. You have to accompaning Noah or any other member of the band to attend the interviews, most of them for radio stations. Taking notes for integrations on their website. Keep an eye on publicize enough any tourdates or merch drop, find sponsor for bigger venues and check at the end of the day if the guys need something for the day after.

You had to spend a lot of your time on the band socials, especially instagram and twitter, which you have always shared credentials with your brother and the rest of the band. You also create their TikTok and take care about the creation of fun contents.

It was way easy before the release of Death of Peace of Mind. After the beginning of 2022, you were on the road more than at home. A lot of famous hosters started to ask for an interview with Noah. All the lights switched on the future promise of rock music when Just Pretend became one of the most used/listened songs on TikTok.

And now, in the middle of the summer of 2023, the band is still rising. More money bring more responsabilities, the necessity of arranged a better shows, bigger interviews, more publicity, more interaction through the socials.

Everyone has to work the double, you included. Speaking with radio manager and small magazine specialized in all metal subgenders was a thing.

But now the band is too huge to stop at this level. And you werent trained enough for all this pressure, but it started to grow on you month after month, tour after tour. You are the guardian of Noah's schedule. You are not charming enough to compete with others PR, but since the crew is more similar to family meeting than a serious ansemble of professionals, you became competitive.

Hard work got big results like the european tour with Bring Me the Horizon. Oli wanted Bad Omens to open for him but you were the one who put all her soul and time on the project. On the papers. Because behing any tour there is a mountain of burocracy, sponsor phone calls and publicity. You had to team up with Matt, Miles and Davis so many times that at some point, that it's like having more than just one older brother.

From june 4th, the last day on tour, you are on vacation. You have nothing to do with music creation or audio/video sound checks. You just need a laptop, a lot of patience every time you scroll your emails, and the fantastic mojito your neighbour Brianna makes. A good reason to work on your balcony, along with the sound of the ocean, is her company. You don't have many friends but she is amazing. She moved from Minnesota after the shutdown, and she is an actress. Small roles, but as she always says, small roles bring bigger ones.

《 and it would have been ever better if my prick boyfriend didn't show up and basically assaulted the casting director》

You have heard this story at least ten times, but it's still amazing how boys can be idiots. 《 Why are you still with him? He's a bomb ready to detonate, Bri》 , you know that your concern will not help her in resonate, but you can't shut up.

《 I can't afford either the apartment or the car and you know that, y/n. Also, he is not that bad when he's sorber.》

《 But he never is! 》 you place the now empty glass on the outdoor table, disappointed in seeing her almost offended expression. It's a fortune that Matt isn't around. He has to deal with Jim at least twice a week. 《 You're my friend, Bri. The only one unrelated to my job..... I can't sleep over this situation anymore. I can help you. Move in with me and Matt, take care of my plant and Lucifurr for me while we are on tour. We don't want you to help with the rent. You just need to tell that dick to fuck off.》

《.... but he drives me to every casting》

《 and he's the reason no one is picking you in a very first place. This relationship is too toxic》

《 y/n I think you're crossing the line.》

《 He's gonna kill you one of these days!》

You both muted for a couple of seconds, the now tense air between the two of you being thick as a wall. Yeah, you cross the line but like Matt, you're no good in resonate with people who don't want any help. And like Matt you can't stand injustice, not at this rate.

But you know that you have to excuse yourself, simply it's hard to find the right words. You are not going to apologise for speaking your mind, but just about the way you did it.

《 y/n? Are you ready?》

A raspy voice catch you off guard. It's already seven??

《 Shit, Noah. I'm outside》, you yell in response, before turning again towards Brianna. She already reached the empty glass and without a word, and she comes back to her apartment. 《 C'mon Brianna. I'm sorry, just-for the fuck sake.》

Noah is standing right next to you when Brianna shut the door loudly.

All you can do is sigh out loud - a bad habit you inherit from the tall man on your side - before bringing your hands to cover your face in frustration.

《 What's going on, here?》 He asks , munching a candy.

《 I don't understand women.》

He gives you a funny look. 《 Damn, that's the real deal, man. Not the chicken/egg question, or what's our purpose on earth.... but why you girls act so weird. 》

《 Shut the fuck up, Noah. Not now.》

Your relationship with Noah also changed drastically in the last two years. It required some time and a ton of patience, but he open up to you and from thenon, you became a sort of confident of him. In return, he is the one you call when things are not going well. It was a bit embarrassing, the first months, but your friendship now is stronger than youve ever immagined. You feel like you can tell everything to Noah without being judged. Sometimes he laughs at you, of course, but he knows when a situation has to be manged seriously.

He cares about you with all his heart.

He doesn't aspect nothing in return, but he is dear to you on a level than only your brother have always been.

And he knows you deeply, that's why it is so easy for him to detect how worried you are.

《 Do you think he beats her? I mean, Steve is a scumbag, but I can't figure him being actually that violent. He is always too high to have some form of coordination.》

Since his arrival - Noah has the keys of the apartment so he can come and go as he pleased, especially when both you and matt are not in town and someone has to take care of Luci- Noah asked you questions on Brianna's situation.

He knows you're concerned and he also can't pretend he is fine with your neighbors yelling at each others on daily basis.

《 I don't know but he is getting more and more jealous. She told me he's sabotaging her auditions, now.》

Noah takes a sip of the iced tea you offer him, before grab your hand on the surface of the counter. 《 Start to call the police on them, when they argue. Maybe you're right. He is not beating her yet. But he could start.》 You nod slowly, thanking him with a soft smile. 《 By the way, do you feel okay? Wanna postpone our date?》

He loves to joke around with you, because he knows how this helps in rising your moral.

You pretend to get offended. 《 I would never, ever decline a date with you. Let me change in a more adequate outfit.》

《 take your time, the limo's driver can wait downstairs.》

You giggle, before leaving him in the kitchen, reaching your room for a quick change. In five minutes you're ready: a ponytail, red joggers and a tank top.

《 Ready to run, pretty boy?》

《 I'm always ready, chicken butt.》

Noah has never told you the real reason why he has taken the work out so seriously, but you're glad he did, because you joined him on his program and honestly, you feel at your top right now. It's not a matter of aesthetics, but you feel healthy. You are less tired at the end of the day, and you can endure the - at least- 15 working hours while Touring. Back at home, it became a habit of the two of you going out for a run daily during the sunsets since Noah is not an early bird and you'd rather work in the morning.

The place you chose is on the street that runs alongside the beach in Malibù. One of reason why you got used to LA is also the precious view of the ocean while the sun sinks in it and paints the sky in gold.

There is a small beach, hidden in the stunning nature of the Pacific Coast, that has become your spot. Every day you reach that beach, stretch a little and then go back to your apartment when usually Noah showers before leaving.

Today is a Saturday and even if you don't have big plans, Noah sometimes takes his chances on a Saturday night. Even God took a day off on Sunday, right?

《 It's the red hair?》

You ear him chuckles while you bend, grabbing the tip of your toes to stretch your back.

《 No red hair as far as I can recall》

《 So... the girl you helped at that dive bar?》 You rise again, bringing your arms to the sky 《The one who broke up with her cheating boyfriend? Or maybe your neighbour? I like her. I remember you told me she was so happy when you sent her our merch.》

Noah pushes you a little, making you loosing your balance while a giggle leaves your lips. 《 You're making me look like a fuckboy!》

《you are a fuckboy, always surrounded by beautiful women. And don't look at me like that! I know you like it that way!》

Noah is young and awesome. You got a crush on him in the beginning of your partnership. It's more than obvious that he has a significant number of choices when he wants to spend a night out.

This used to hurt you a bit, but the feeling of jealousy or envy - you still don't know what it was - disappeared in the moment you realised what you have.

All this girls can have noah for a night or two.

You can have him fully, you can call him in the middle of the night if a guy screws on you and Noah will bring you to buy ice-cream to McDonald's. You two can talk for hours about the absolute nothing or regarding the most difficult life choices.

You can mocking him, make him laugh in the golden light of the dying sun, in this very moment.

And that's more than enough.

Maybe you and Noah are not meant to be lovers, but he is your person and you are his. Like twin Flames, that doesn't matter how far they are.

They always burn bright.

《 I don't know, I was thinking for something casual. Like Netflix and chill.》

Lucifurr jumps off the sofa in the moment he hears Noah entering in your apartment. Your cat totally ignores you and starts to purr to the tall man that interrupts everything to kneel and cuddle the black ball of furr.

Satanic animal...

《 Then you should text the neighbor. She is the sweetest of yours hooks up.》

《 Then I can simply ring the door on my way back.》

《 Call her, Noah. Don't be a prick. The world doesn't revolve around you. Maybe she is planning to go out.》

You can hear him sigh in his annoying way. 《Can I shower here, anyway? I smell bad.》

《 You always smell bad.》

《 Am I???》

You exchange a glaze with him and immidiatly know its time to run. In the moment he leaves Luci alone, he is following you around the house while you yell for help. But matt isn't back yet, so you're on your own. As soon as noah reaches you (very soon, his legs are longer than yours), he huggs you tight, trying to put your head under his armpit.

《 NOAH STOP IS DISGUSTING!》 , you try to defend yourself hitting him on his back and between his legs with small slaps.

《Ei! Low blow! Don't slap my nutts!》

《 Don't sweat on me, you piece of-》

A yell interrupted the both of you, follow by a long cry and some smashed dishes. Noah realise the grip on you and sighs deeply looking at the wall that divides your apartment from Briannas one.

《 Is it always like this?》

《 almost every day, now.》

And there is something that broke in your cracking voice that completely shattered Noahs heart.

《 let's call the cops》, he says with a soft voice, hugging your shoulders. 《 I'll stay. We can watch a movie togheter.》

You look at him in surprise while he is reaching his phone. 《 and your date?》

《 you're my date》 , is the cheeky replay. The both of you smile, and you need a second. Not only because you're worried about brianna, but also because these small situations make you feel.... weird on your feelings towards noah.

You don't want to admit it, but a real date would be all you desire.

....but at what cost?

#noah sebastian #bad omens #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian imagine #bad omens imagine

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knoxic · 5 months

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The Lady and The Cat

warnings: mentions of blood, cat(?), nightmare, insomnia, no beta

wc: 3.4k

pairing: toto wolff x fem supermodel oc

a/n: names will become a big thing here but in this chapter they're barely mentioned. part 2 will clear some things up (and im already writing it) some things are made up but others are canon.

Masterlist

↓ - paddock and gossip

Vienna, Austria.

Wednesday, June 03 20:30

Being a model required a certain strength, dealing with the constant pressure of having to be The Best at all times was a draining thing to do. People criticized her all day every day, somel even judging the way she was breathing or blinking. Walking with high heels were the last of her problems, her ankles begged for a break but the idea of having people seeing her complaining worse than a few cuts in her ankles — which wasn't even her fault, the heels were just too tiny for her feet — knowing it wouldn't matter if she said anything, they never had any spare items.

At the moment she was walking back to her apartment, after shooting for another brand — new sponsor apparently. Taking off the high heels she could see that the band-aids she had put on this morning had helped a little, at least it didn't allow her sore ankles to tear again.

"Hey, you!" white fur spread around her feet like liquid and a whimpered meow greeted her. "How was your day?" squatting down to pet the cat, the woman noticed the fur on her left cheek was crooked, "Were you sleeping?" The question was answered with loud purring, she could only hope the feline hadn't slept on her bed — the black comforts would be looking grey now, covered in her thick fur —, the cat let out a whimper in response, as if to say yes.

Walking further into the apartment the silence that welcomed her were quite stinging. In a normal day it would be even quieter if the cat wasn't here, she wasn't hers, she couldn't afford to own a cat — can one even own a cat? — she has enough money of course but this line of work didn't allow her the privilege of owning a pet, barely having time for herself how could she make time to care for another being?

The cat was in fact her neighbor's, an old lady who was currently traveling to see her one of her kids. The two of them shared a cleaning lady, she basically worked for almost the whole building, when someone moved out she was passed over to whoever moved in, it's what happened to the model in question. The last person who lived here left whoever moved in, a note that 'Emma the cleaning lady' used to come over to clean and take care of the place when they traveled, at the time it was like a blessing, not having to go looking for someone and worrying if they were trustful or not.

She shared the second floor with a weird guy that was never home and the old lady. A widow whose husband died of cancer, her children moved out years ago but she often traveled to see them. She once mentioned that her son was traveling and invited her to come with him but because of her cat, she wouldn't be able to go, the model who had a few days free — and well aware that she could use some company — offered to look after her cat.

As time went by, the model and her neighbor joked that they had a shared custody, which meant that, most of the time the cat would stay with her original owner unless something came up.

She was planning on adjusting her schedule for the next day so she put some coffee to brew, the cat started meowing inviting her to play, she seemed to notice they had a little time before the model sat down to work. They played for a few minutes before the smell of coffee called up to her, when she was heading to the kitchen a couple knocks echoed, scaring the white cat on her dining table, she never invited anyone over and only ever sat there to work — lacking a home office — so it became the cat's sit and she never complained, having a soft paw to squeeze whenever she wanted wasn't such a bad thing.

"Are you expecting someone?" she whispered jokingly, the cat looking frightened. Walking quietly and slowly to look into the peephole she noticed the cat had followed her, weird, she normally runs away when someone comes too close. This time she sniffed under the door before meowing loudly and rolling over.

At the other side of the door stood a tall guy she had never seen around before, he was a couple steps away from the door but she could see that if he stood right in front of the peephole his nose would be cut off from her sight.

"Hallo, meine Mutter hat mich gebeten, ihre Katze zurückzubringen."

"Your mother..." normally she'd deal well with the language switch, but having a tall stranger standing at her door at this hour is not something she's used to.

"Oh, you speak English!" His hand raised to ruffle his hair and then lowered to introduce himself. "I'm Toto, my mother lives down the hall..." He had a strong accent.

"Right, her cat! Sorry, it's been a long day," she laughed, his hand had a strong grip and his figure towered over hers, great time to be barefoot.

"Yeah, for me too." He laughed.

"So, the cat..." She looked down at her feet expecting the cat to be there but found her nowhere near. "Uhm well, let me go find her, would you like to come in?" Inviting strangers into her home is something she has never considered before.

"Yeah, sure." too late to back up now.

Turning her body and gesturing with a hand, she invited him to come in, his smell filling the room, woody and manly but in a comforting and not overwhelming way. After closing the door she walked to the kitchen where the cat normally stayed, Toto following close behind.

"I thought your mom would be back tomorrow?" The cat wasn't on the table like before but she kept walking, "Please sit, I'll get her food, she normally kind of teleports every time we touch her things." She let out a small laugh in which Toto accompanied.

"Well, we booked different flights and i got here early. She told me to get her cat back because you'd probably come home too tired." he was sitting now, his hands coming to rest over the table, she made a mental note to thank Emma who had passed by to clean yesterday because the glass of that table seemed to gather dust as much as the whole house together, now — save for a few paw prints — it was as clean as it could be.

After going through some cabinets she found the cats food pouches, putting them all inside the same bag they came in, turning back to Toto she caught him petting the cats round belly from where she laid on the table.

"See, she teleports." she said making him laugh again, this time he scrunched his nose.

Fuck... he's adorable.

"You know, i only met her once when she was a baby but my mother said she always meows when we talk over the phone or when she sees me on TV" the cat in question now went running to eat the rest of the food on her bowl.

"My first cat did the same with my dad, but i think it was more of a sarcastic meowing. They didn't like each other" the two of them were leaning with their elbows on the table while watching the cat eat. "Uhm, she takes some time to eat so... would you like some coffee?" the coffee smell was calling for her.

"Sure, I've got time."

She picked the two mugs closer, a plain black one and a white one with handmade small flowers drawn, more specifically, violets. Pouring coffee into both of the mugs she turned to the tall man, finding him already looking at her.

"Sugar? Milk?"

"Uh, you have lactose-free milk?"

"Yes, i have." fortunately for him you had just started drinking it a few weeks ago, intending to reduce your period cramps.

Sliding the mug into his conjoined hands, she took a sit in front of him. Not wanting to stay in a awkward silence she thought back to things he said that might result in a conversation, thankfully, Toto broke the silence, "My mother told me you're a supermodel?" good, that was something she was confident talking.

"Yes, Versace." she normally talked about her work with people who understood it, would he understand?

"Oh, that's nice! I saw their last collection and it all looked pretty good," what... "I'll definitely take a look at the new one later."

Speechless.

She was speechless, normally nobody really cared for fashion shows and runaways, especially men.

He started laughing and she realized her mouth was slightly open, at least she had swallowed the coffee.

"Surprised?"

"To be honest, yeah i am surprised." both of them laughing now, "I don't always get much of an answer when i talk about my work."

"Well that sucks but it's relatable..."

"So, what do you do?" she knew, from what his mom had told her — proudly so — that he was a CEO.

"I-" a quick pause, "Am a CEO." oh.

"That sounds," disappointing. "Like it must be hard."

She looked at him, having answered him while looking down at her white mug. He was watching her intensely.

"Yeah, it is..." he mouth answered but he was barely moving, not even blinking.

"Surprised?"

He blinked.

"Yeah." he stuttered and she laughed awkwardly. At the sound of her laugh he smiled, looking relieved. "That's not so exciting, is it?"

"Ah, maybe? For someone who's always around cameras and paparazzi, normal life sounds exciting..." that's depressing, really.

He gave a couple nods before looking down, his fingers caressing your black mug before taking a long sip.

"Well, i should get going." he didn't have to, she looked like a good company and like she could use some company. The look in her eyes told him the same thing.

"Right, i bet you have a lot 'CEO thingys' to do..." she smiled, the light teasing eased the awkwardness inside him, "Oh, look." she pointed behind him, where the cat laid in a weird position on the carpet in the middle of the living room — dangerously so, given the color of her fur and carpet were almost the same, she risked someone stepping on her — he only now paid attention to how minimalistic the apartment really was, all black and white, the white fluffy carpet being the thing that gathered most attention. "That's new, i thought she hated that carpet."

He turned back to her, her eyebrows were furrowed and she was pouting slightly.

"Do you think she'll bite me if i interrupt her sleep?" he got up and started walking towards the sleeping white figure.

"Maybe. You shouldn't wake a lady from her beauty sleep but she's one of the nice ones." she laughed and went after him.

He got on his knees and tried gathering her, cats could turn into liquid when they wanted to and it was a funny scene. "How can something so small be so heavy?"

"I ask myself the same thing when i wake up to her trying to suffocate me in my sleep." he laughed, finally getting the cat in a more comfortable position in his arms, "I'll get her bag and walk you to the door." he nodded and gently swayed her side to side. Cute. Was he familiar with kids? Did he have kids? Was he married?

As they walked to the door she started feeling the band-aids scratching where it was supposed to protect. The pain in her ankles was coming back strong.

"You okay?" he asked as she pulled the door open.

"Yeah, why?" in her dizzy brain, it made sense that — since he was so tall — he wouldn't be able to see her ankles.

"You are limping," he was looking down at her feet. "And, not to scare you or anything, you're bleeding..."

"Uh, yeah i know," lifting her right leg to look at her feet, the blood had dripped down her heel, not too much but enough to leave a couple faint marks on the floor. Talking with Toto had entertained her mind enough to make the pain subside a considerable amount. "As weird as it sounds, i'm used to it. I'll be fine." She gave him a practiced convincing smile but he didn't look too convinced.

"Ok then," he walked outside, "Let me know if you need anything."

"Same to you."

As he walked she kept staring at his back, intrigued. He was a handsome and sweet man and that was undeniable but something felt off. As she was about to turn back into her apartment he called for her.

"Wait!" His eyebrows were raised and the cat in his arms looked up at his face, judging. When she fully turned to him, he continued, "You didn't tell me your name."

True, but he also hadn't asked...

"Uhm, i am Victoria."

"No nicknames?"

"Not really, most people call me by my last name..."

"Shit, I'll have to find you a nickname then."

"You'll have to stick around enough to do that tho." he laughed.

"I have an idea," he gave her a wink and smirked, the cat in his arms settled back in his chest, "Might even use my mother as a spy, who knows."

"She's your mother, thought you knew she is not a very good liar." Now they were both laughing, his nose scrunched again and his eyes closed — she only now realized he had the prettiest dimples ever, "But it would be fun to see her try."

"I'll see what i can do. By the way, i will spend a few days here so... we might see each other around a lot."

"That's nice, i think i might have a few days off soon, or maybe our schedules will align."

"Are you free on Sunday?"

After taking a well needed shower, she went straight to bed. Leaving the TV on to make up for the lack of sounds, her breathing and heartbeat sometimes bothered her to the point of crying agonizingly.

Rolling over for the tenth time since she laid down, she gave up on sleeping. The people on TV were talking about sports, something about the most recent F1 race. Sports were never really her thing but at this point, anything to distract her mind would work. As a child she used to watch the Olympic Games and Pan American Games, it was interesting for her, rhythmic gymnastics was her favorite.

The way the athletes carried themselves, the dances and performances in general were all too exciting, a part of her wanted to be like them but a voice in her head told her she'd never have the courage to do it. Over time, she stopped watching sports. During some weekends — when her father decided to stay at home, he'd watch the races —, she figured that Formula 1 to him was what gymnastics were for her. She didn't understand a thing about it but every time he sat down to watch it, she'd silently pick up a coloring book or some lego pieces and sit close enough to hear the TV.

Now the sports channel was showing some interviews they made the weekend before, they asked a driver what they expected for the next weekend in Austria. A part of her brain seems to click but she didn't have enough time to dwell on it, Lewis Hamilton — who apparently had won the last race — was being interviewed. That was a known name, she wouldn't be able to point him out in the middle of a bunch of people but she knew the name.

"–and it's Toto's hometown so he's also pretty excited." Lewis responded the interviewer. It couldn't be a coincidence, could it? How many other people were named Toto and were born in Austria?

"Next, we managed to have a talk with Mercedes team principal."

For the next five minutes she watched as Toto talked about the improvements of the car and how well the season has been going. It was weird to think that the man she was watching, was the same man who sat at her kitchen and drank coffee from her mug. If she saw him on TV a few hours ago, she'd bet he drank his coffee black — strong and bitter —, but she knew he drank it with lactose-free milk and that somehow felt like some kind of secret.

Toto was older, in his late forties maybe, he answered the questions with confidence. It was nice hearing him talk, his voice was well spoken and clear — even with his thick accent —, she wondered if he had always been involved with racing. If he did, why didn't he tell her? That wasn't even something you could keep hidden, clearly.

She thought about him for long after he finished the interview, mindlessly watching the rest of the program until some other started. Toto's white lie didn't really matter to her, she could question him about it tomorrow. With his mother coming back she could come up with an excuse to talk to him.

Her room was dark, she was still laying down but there was a pressure on her chest — preventing her from being able to breathe—, she couldn't move anything except for her fingers. She could hear what seemed to be a TV changing channels, inaudible voices were getting closer to her ear. Her heart skipped a beat and she started sweating. Knowing what was about to happen she started pressing her thumb against the other fingers, holding for a few seconds and skipping to the other. With her eyes closed, she tried easing her anxiety by imagining herself being comforted by a different version of her that she always imagined being wiser.

"Just wake up." her voice spoke but it didn't come from her mouth.

"I can't." she whispered back.

"You know you can. We have done this many times before, this is no different."

The channels were changing quickly now and sounded just at the side of her head. A moment of distraction was enough to make her anxiety worse.

Too attempted to understand what the voices were saying, she made the mistake of turning her head. A voice that seemed pretty much like her own screamed right at her face.

She wasn't sure if she was woken up by the sound of her alarm or the scream. Her shirt was wet with sweat and her hair was sticking to her forehead, turning her head to the same side she turned in her dream, the clock read 5:00, even if there wasn't any appointments for her before 11:00 she still decided to get up.

She finished washing up and started her skincare, the dark circles under her eyes weren't as bad as she thought they'd be. Brewing some coffee always somehow soothed her mind — even if caffeine wasn't good for her anxiety —, she always drank coffee to get her mind focused on things or when getting to work. Going to work meant she would be surrounded by people and being surrounded by people meant she wouldn't have to worry about being alone with her thoughts.

Picking her outfit for the day was an easy thing to do, she always enjoyed playing dress up and it only got worse as she grew older. She was aware that at some point she'd have to change into some high heels for whatever reason but for the most part, she'd just be talking or something of the kind, so snickers would be great.

As she was finishing drinking her coffee, her phone vibrated, a couple text messages from her manager — Lucia —, warning her that their new sponsor had something planned for her this weekend. She typed back asking what they would do today and got a 'Not sure, see you later.' accompanied with a winking emoji back.

That day she didn't see Toto or his mother. Thursday she spent the whole day at home sleeping and baking. Saturday morning her manager knocked on her door with a bag full of clothes and two paddock passes.

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Happy International Women’s Day! Celebrating the impact of amazing women today, and every day. Here are just a few of the brilliant women we’ve been inspired by over the past 12 months. #IWD2024

After her daughter Brodie's death by suicide in 2020, Emma Webb launched a suicide prevention campaign. Brodie was a talented equestrian, which is what inspired @thewebstermwebb’s challenge pulling a life-size resin horse 160 miles from Chepstow to London.

Sarah Goldson has directed the @Wimbledon Ball Boy and Girl training since the 2012 Championships. The training helps develop life skills among young people, with 280 BBGs selected from local schools.

Vaitea Cowan is a co-founder of @Enapter, a company aiming to account for 10% of the world's green hydrogen by 2050. Enapter won the Fix Our Climate category at the 2021 Earthshot Prize and continues to thrive.

Bianca Sakol is the founder and CEO of @Sebbys_Corner, a shop-style baby bank which believes no child should go without the basic essentials they need to thrive. They provide a warm, welcoming environment and gives families choice and dignity to choose the items they need.

Mother and daughter, Jennifer and Emilia Clarke, were awarded MBEs for their brain injury charity work. They are co-founders of @SameYouOrg, a charity which develops better mental health recovery treatment for survivors and raises awareness around rehabilitation.

Dr. Gubby Ayida has been the CEO of @EvelinaLondon since May 2023 and oversaw its opening of the new Children’s Day Surgery Unit last year.

Wendy Simm was born and raised in Moss Side, Manchester and founded ‘Keeping It Real 24/7.’ The food bank focuses on delivering culturally important foods to those in need, such as yams and sweet potatoes, which generally are not provided by other food banks.

Captain Preet Chandi is a British Army Captain who holds three world records for polar trekking, most recently in December 2023 for becoming the world's fastest woman to complete a solo South Pole ski expedition.

Barbara Smith is a psychotherapist who has served over 16 years with @BritishRedCross, offering psychosocial support in disaster and war zones, aiding those in trauma.

Sarina Weigman began her role as England Women’s Head Coach in September 2021, leading The @Lionesses to Euro 2022 victory. She was presented with an Honorary CBE in June last year.

Renee Salt is a Holocaust survivor who was born in Zdunska Wola, Poland in 1929. She survived both Auschwitz and Belsen, but her family did not. Renee has spoken to thousands of young people as part of @HolocaustUK's programmes.

Professor Uzo Iwobi founded @rcccymru to boost art, heritage, and culture for minority groups in Wales. She empowers African Caribbean elders through learning initiatives and mentors young people to fulfil their aspirations.

In 2024, @hmsoardacious will be represented by Team Valkyrie, the first all-serving women's military team to row across the Atlantic. The @toughestrow challenge raises money for military charities and organisations that support veterans and their families.

- The Prince and Princess of Wales

#kensingtonroyal #international women's day 2024 #prince of wales #princess of wales #kp twitter #kp tweets #8.03.2024 #february24

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Aftg x FNAF fic idea.

BACKGROUND

February, 1997- drake spear is (dishonorably) discharged from the marines.

the spear family decides to purchase a local pizza place (the upper middle class family thought it would be a good environment to raise foster kids also it’s a place where Richard can put his robotic prowess to use)

they have had two (foster kids) so far and for some reason none of them stick.

June, 1997- drake moves out of his parents house.

July, 1997- the business takes off under the spears management.

Children love the robots.

October, 1997- a child goes missing at the restaurant.

The police questioned the owners but determined none had anything to do with it.

They were wrong.

March, 1998- 12 year old Andrew Doe was placed in the care of the spears.

Two months later he meets drake (he was busy with the investigation and didn’t want to risk getting caught)

Andrew got quiet after that. (more so than usual)

The next two years are basically the same as canon for Andrew except the existence of Freddy Fazbears.

June, 2000- four children go missing at the pizzeria.

Drake tries to make Andrew watch the last one.

Andrew fights back(for the first time)

He couldn’t care less about himself but he draws the line at watching drake hurt other kids.

June, 2000- the Andrew Doe became the fifth victim of the 2000 missing children’s incident.

None of the children’s bodies are found.

Backtrack to two years earlier.

The business is loosing patronage because of the first murder.

Nathan Wesninskie, mob boss and serial killer, Nathan sees the goings down and decides to invest in the company to keep it going.

{Idk his reasoning but bare with me here}

Back in July, 2000- Nathan sends Lola and the newly caught Alex Nathaniel to clean up drakes mess.

Dead kids is not something Nathan wants to publicly be associated with.

Nathaniel tries to run.

Andrew gains a friend.

They are two enraged and vengeful souls stuck in the same vessel.(golden Freddy)

The actual story

Aarons pov. October 2000

He’s alone.

His mom is distant and neglectful.

But she’s never hurt him.(in canon she doesn’t start hurting him till after he contacts Andrew)

She’s high a lot.

She had a date with some guy and she lets him come with her. It’s at an exy game.

He likes exy.

This stranger keeps calling him Andrew and asking where he’s been.

He’s a police officer .

He has had a twin.

He steals his mom’s pills to ease the ache of what could have been.

He hates his mom for giving Andrew away. He hates the spears for letting Andrew out of their sight, he hates Officer Huggins for telling him about Andrew, most of all he hates himself for not being able to do anything to help Andrew.

His mom takes one too many pills when he’s 16, he doesn’t cry at her funeral.

He’s lucky Nicky cares.

They greave the “what if” together.

He’s 20, with a scholarship at palmetto university. He plays exy with Nicky.

He likes exy

He wonders if Andrew would have liked exy.

He’s been sober for years.

He and Matt really helped each other with their sobriety.

Kate also helps.

Every year on the date of his brothers disappearance he goes to the memorial. (There are no grave for a missing nobody, a Doe)

The spears knew but they didn’t want to think about it.

If they pretend Andrew never existed, then it never really happened, right.

Someone else is at the memorial.

Hes never really believed the spears were entirely innocent

the lady tells him about Freddy fazbears

She looks like a broken woman

(She lost her son)

Something doesn’t feel right

Over summer break he gets a job as a nighttime security guard.

His family comes with him for moral support (the foxes)

He is going to find out what happened to his brother.

And Andrew is going to fucking kill anyone who tries to hurt him or any of the other children.

(In his eyes anyone who is there at night is a threat)

Nothing good had ever happened when someone comes near him at night.

Then stuff happens and Aaron eventually finds out what happened to Andrew and he kills drake. In the end Andrew, Neil and the other kids are set free.

The sub plot would involve Andrew and Neil slowly growing to trust each other and the other dead kids forming a bond that starts to heal their mental wounds. Kinda their both still angry and vengeful ghosts who’s only purpose (in their minds) is to protect the other kids)

Andrew died fighting for them and that followed him into death and Neil ran when he saw Andrew’s corpse and although he ran for himself after death he feels unexplainably protective over Andrew.

NOT A ROMANTIC STORY FOR NEIL AND ANDREW. THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS PLATONIC BECAUSE THEY ARE FOURTEEN AND THIRTEEN AND DEAD. (They don’t need romance they need some who will stand unwavering at their side)

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┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ BASICS.

STAGE NAME . cupid

BIRTH NAME . virunpat "cupid" rirermkul

KOREAN NAME . aera, meaning love

BIRTHDAY . april 17, 2001

ZODIAC . aries

BIRTHPLACE . bangkok, thailand

HOMETOWN . bangkok, thailand

NATIONALITY . thai

ETHNICITY . thai

┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ CAREER.

YEARS TRAINED . six, 2014 - 2020

DEBUT . november 16, 2020 with black mamba

REDEBUT . december 3, 2022 with 28 reasons

COMPANY . aurora labels

FORMER COMPANY . sm entertainment

FORMER GROUP . aespa

FAN NAME . arrows

┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ PHYSICAL.

FACE CLAIM . natty, kiss of life

HEIGHT . 167 cm, 5'7

BLOOD TYPE . o

┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ HISTORY.

in 2014, a 13 year old virunpat rirermkul, cupid, left bangkok and never looked back. she had previously auditioned for several different companies and went through six different rejections before finally, she was accepted into sm entertainment. her vocals were her strength, and with visuals too match, a solid personality, and plenty of room to improve, sm took her in.

briefly, sm humored the idea of adding her to red velvet alongside yeri in 2015. however, the plan was almost immediately scrapped, with the company deciding she was still much too young and that more training was in order. cupid went through much more rigorous training, and in 2016, she was revealed to the public through the predebut training team, smrookies, alongside her future member ningning.

debut didn't come easy, but eventually, in november 2020, cupid debuted as a member of aespa with their hit single black mamba. throughout their rookie days, cupid described debuting as "a dream come true". despite the hate aespa often received, cupid was happier than ever.

as the group continued with their career, fans were quick to notice cupid's declining health, both mental and physical. fimhers were pointed every which way, with people blaming the company, the fans, the antis. however, nothing was ever confirmed and it's all considered speculation til today.

eventually, in november 2021, a month after the release of savage, sm announced that cupid would be placed on a "professionally advised" health hiatus. some fans considered it abrupt and some said it was bound to happen, but either way, cupid practically disappeared from all content. the girls, however, still mentioned her often. in february of 2022, giselle claimed that cupid was doing healthy and that she would hopefully be back soon. two months later, sm announced that cupid would be departing from both aespa and the company, after they had came to a "mutual agreement".

this shocked both mys and kpop fans alike, considering how it had seemed that cupid truly would be returning to the group soon. fans begged for explanations, theorized what could've happened, blamed everyone they could— but nothing ever came to light. cupid hasn't mentioned sm since leaving, and the company has returned to the favor.

in june of 2022, aurora labels announced that they had signed cupid and that she was currently preparing a solo debut. this was met with mixed reactions— many were happy she was redebuting, others were angry it was so soon, and others wished she hadn't chosen a "nugu company", with only two groups to their name. nonetheless, cupid redebuted a soloist in december of 2022. her mini album twenty-eight was a hit, and she solidified the fact that many were afraid of: she wasn't going anywhere.

cupid has since been met with her fair share of fame and controversy. she's well loved internationally and often considered an it girl, however, in korea, she is often met with criticism for her every step. too childish, too sexual, a pick me, a try hard, a backstabber.

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NOW INTRODUCING...

—ASHI TAMADAI! ☆

Ashi Tamadai, part of the reborn Terugumi troupe! Often known as the youngest and most excitable member, the 14 year old always comes in with a splash!

TABLE OF CONTENTS—

1. Basic Info

2. Backstory/Introduction Writing

3. Trivia

4. Relationships (More may be added in future!)

5. Gallery

MORE UNDER CUT!

BASIC INFO:

Ashi Tamadai (アシたまだい)

Troupe: Terugumi

Age: 14 (as of year 1 of Terugumi, year 2 of MANKAI)

Height: 157cm

Birthday: June 5

Blood Type: AB

Occupation: 3rd Year at Kazunari’s Junior High (1st Year at Ouka High in Act 3)

Motif rock: Floral Agate

Color: Salmon #FF9175

Hobbies: Drawing, rapping, doing whatever she feels like

Favorite Food: Spam Masubi

Least favorite food: Beans of any kind

Family: Father, Mother, Older Sister (11 Years Older), Older Brother (8 Years Older)

Strengths: Energetic, multitalented, charismatic

Weaknesses: Stubborn, worries too much on if she’s being annoying

CV: Sato Hinata

BACKSTORY:

Ashi’s always been the younger sister. Always at least 8 years younger than her immediate family, babied by all her cousins, and often treated as the youngest in school friend groups. Due to her age, of course. A birthday like June 5th didn’t help, finally catching up to other kids at the end of the school year. Everyone around her was older, and that always set her in the role of the youngest.

It was like tradition. Something you’re unable to break— “Would you mind babysitting Ashi while I’m gone?”, “Are you sure you can stay home by yourself?”, “Here, let me get this for you.”— An unbreakable curse. No matter what she did, how she tried to prove herself, it would just result in her being seen as stupid or incompetent, and she’d be back in the high chair.

It gets old at some point.

One day, she visited her cousin Kazunari Miyoshi, and heard of his debut in the new MANKAI company. Ashi wanted to show all her support to her favorite cousin, of course, so she bought a ticket as soon as she could. She sat in her seat, within in the sea of observers, and didn’t expect much except an outstanding performance. But that play— seeing Kazunari as Aladdin, alongside Tenma Sumeragi as Alibaba— it opened her eyes.

Seeing the star actor, known for his cool roles, acting in a comedy was such a breath of fresh air. Seeing her cousin, who she knew was more that what met the eye, say his thanks to the audience in such a genuine tone...

It helped her realize that acting was a way to escape from your usual persona and try something new. To branch out to different aspects. To be someone other than yourself. A chance to prove that you were more than what met the eye.

Ashi wanted that. More than anything.

Once she left the theater, she immediately started on her new journey. To find people who accepted her for who she truly is, and to see past what she seems to be. To find people who want to know her, to find a group where she feels she really belongs.

She found that auditioning for troupes around her area was the best way to go about it. If Kazunari can do it, why can’t she? So every week she visited a new troupe, giving her best, most dynamic audition to the directors. Sometimes she’d make the cut, but it didn’t matter anyways. Because again and again, she was merely casted as the background comedy character. The one you kill off, laugh over, and don’t bother to think about.

But MANKAI’s Summer Troupe plays helped her through all the failures, and every play and character she admired grew her passion for acting more and more. Seeing every actor’s happy face as they bowed and said heartfelt thanks for their standing ovation only made her dreams more powerful.

One day, she wishes she can become the shining star who blows everyone away.

One day, she wishes she can be something other than just a kid.

One day, she wishes she can prove herself to the world.

“Excuse me, I’d like to audition!”

TRIVIA:

—Ashi’s cousins to Kazunari! She’s the second youngest within her two families, with Futaba trailing behind just a little.

—She’s bilingual, knowing both Japanese and English (due to English being her first, she writes her name in English for her signature, left of her name on the introduction page).

—Ashi was born and raised in North America. However, her mom’s side of the family lived in Japan, so they would visit Japan every Summer for a long period, allowing her keep in touch with both areas. At age 12, she decided to stay in Japan permanently with her brother, who decided to stay for business reasons. She wanted to stay so that she could seek out more theater troupes along Veludo Way. In the story, her family is often mentioned as being overseas, so her older brother acts as her guardian. When she moves into the troupe, he enlists Kazunari to keep an eye on her when he can’t.

—Ashi’s two catchphrases are “Super Hype!/Hypesies!” and “Tehepero!” (referenced to in her doodle, top right of the introduction page).

—Ashi’s a part of a troupe called “Terugumi”, a reborn troupe (much like MANKAI) that’s one of the many acting troupes along Veludo. When the Terugumi story begins, it takes place after Act 2, before Act 3.

—She genuinely can’t stay awake past 12. Ashi becomes a completely different version of herself and loses all her energy, always having to hold onto someone. Kazunari brings up the memory of when they were younger, when Ashi survived off a churro at a theme park, confident she was going to make it till closing, before she passed out an hour before the park closed.

—She’s often the “little sister” with everyone she hangs out with. Ashi mainly hangs out with Kazunari, Tenma, Banri, and Azami. They all see a part of themselves in her, which leads to them getting attached easily.

—In Year 1 of MANKAI, Azami actually saved Ashi from getting jumped when she ended up lost, going the wrong way. Ever since he saved her and simply gave her his name, she always has an eye open for her “knight in shining armor”, asking around for a guy who she calls “Azami, the dark haired cutie”. She eventually gives up once she can’t find him at her junior high, but has a small sliver of hope.

—When she finds Azami again, she immediately wants to befriend him and get to know him, causing them to become fast friends and besties.

—She’s a hopeless romantic (runs in the family!)

—She raps often with Homare and Azami. They have a group chat that they barely use, and every once in a while she pops in to ask for a rhyme.

—Ashi is hilariously bad at freestyle, and runs out of rhymes quickly, but when given a solid set of lyrics she sings them super smooth.

—Ashi uses Kazunari’s nicknames for almost all of the members. The only weird exception is Juza, who she refers to as “Hyodo”. No one knows why, but it’s assumed by most that it’s due to Banri’s influence. She switches between nicknames and not-nicknames for Kazu, Tenten and Azamin. Banri’s the only one who she calls fully by name.

—She’s terrified of Chikage.

—Being called a “kid” is the biggest insult and middle finger you can give her. In her mind, being called a kid is like being called stupid, incompetent, pathetic, and everything in between. She thinks this because it was often used as a derogatory term when growing up.

—Despite being straight, she happens to attract a LOT of girls. She has a fan club a short while after she starts attending Terugumi (which is mostly girls), and girls at school have tried to pursue her at school as well. She dreads having to let them down, and feels like her charisma can be a curse at times. (“Ehh... Sometimes I wish the chocolates I get on V-Day were given by a bunch of guys instead...”)

RELATIONSHIPS (WITH MANKAI):

KAZUNARI

“Ashi, your latest inste post was super adorbs! ♪”

“Thanks Kazu! Learnt all my tricks from the expert~”

From a first glance, the cousin relationship seems more like a twin one, as they’re both excitable inste obsessed artists who can’t stop talking. But overtime, it becomes apparent that Kazunari watches over Ashi with a careful eye— They’re awfully close. It’s due to the fact that Kazunari sees a part of him in his little cousin, when they draw together in his dorm room, or when they have late night talks over the phone. His older brother instincts can’t help but kick in when he interacts with her.

He enjoys watching her grow and experience new things, especially since he can see her so much more now due to them being in local troupes. Kazunari can’t help but get a little overprotective at times, though. She’s his favorite little cuz, after all!

“Kazu! Mind hanging out with me at the mall today?”

“Bet, let’s do it! Hey, it’ll really help with my charming older bro image, don’tcha think?!”

TENMA

“Tenma… Would you mind buying this kpop album for me…? I’ll promise I’ll pay you back!”

“Sigh, what else should I expect from you at this point…”

The relationship between the two cocky O-High kids doesn’t really bloom (get it) until Kazunari mentions a resemblance between the two. At first, Tenma’s insanely confused. How could you compare him, a worldwide actor, to some 14 year old?! It takes a little clearing up to make him nod his head and quietly agree.

Kazunari notes that both of them are people who put up a strong and tough front, but in reality are just a couple of scaredy cat sheltered kids without a good idea of fun. After a couple indirect conversations, Kazunari decides to get them to start hanging out. Tenma at first is absolutely bewildered at her hyperness (more than Natsugumi, somehow) and finds it hard to talk to “kids these days”, and Ashi freaks over hanging with a celeb, but Tenma loosens up after she shares her admiration for the actor.

At some point, Tenma has to agree and say that he does see a little bit of himself in her too. He doesn’t know when— but the initial annoying feeling she gives turns into something sweet. Watching horror movies with her becomes comforting, and hiding in the blankets doesn’t feel so lonely anymore.

”O-Oi, Ashi, who turned off the lights?!”

“I-I dunno! But I’m totally fighting whoever it is! For more banger movies from Tenma Sumeragi to come! COME AT ME!”

BANRI

”Hey Ashi, you think you’re finally old enough to fist fight me?”

“Oh-Ho! You are ON!”

At first meet, Banri calls Ashi a little kid. It ends up in a fistfight in the MANKAI lounge, which has to be broken up by both Natsugumi and Akigumi. A great way to start a friendship, isn’t it?

It’s through riling up Ashi that Banri finds out she’s also a thrill seeker who’s looking for something new. Not to mention, multi-talented, just like him. It’s rare that you ever find a kid like that, and even rarer that you find a kid as fun as Ashi. Through this little banter relationship, Banri starts taking Ashi out to do different activities— Wood carving, arcades, shooting arrows— Anything new in attempts to give them a thrill. It’s through all the challenges that the yells of “YOU SUCK!” turn into laughs, even if insults still trail behind.

It’s refreshing to meet someone with the same struggles who’s willing to solve them with you. Banri doesn’t know when, but at some point it feels like he has two sisters instead of one. And Ashi can’t help but feel like she’s gained another older brother. NEO finally has a secret weapon to rival Taruchi.

“...Ashi, did you notice that Itaru’s streams have been mentioning someone named ‘Lil NEO’?”

“NOOOO! Don’t tell me I have to be associated with you on social media now...!”

AZAMI

“Hey Azamin, I found this unused eyeshadow palette at my house! You think you can use it?”

“Pfft. Is this your way of trying to get me to do your makeup again?”

Azami and Ashi are both the youngest members within their companies, and it’s definitely something they bond over often. They both have issues and hate being referred to as a kid, so during their makeup sessions, where Azami, the pro makeup artist, happily does makeup for Ashi, the pretty one who doesn’t know anything outside of skin care, they often rant and talk about annoyances within their troupes. Ashi finds it comforting that someone’s willing to listen to her seriously, and Azami finds it comforting that there’s someone else who feels the same way as him. Due to this, Ashi often comes by for Azami to test out new makeup products, since she always trusts in him and his magical skills.

Especially when they reconnect a year or two after Azami saves Ashi, Ashi can’t help but admire and fawn over Azami. “You’re so cool, Azamin! You can fight, do makeup, AND slay in every way?! You’re amazing!”, are things she says often. Azami gets a little flustered at how touchy and affectionate she is, but he can’t help but soften up after a while. Hugs are okay. Hugs are good. It feels nice gaining one from someone who looks up to you so much.

Despite their different aesthetics, the two really aren’t that different. As they hang out more and more, walking home from school, hanging out at the dorms, going to cafes, they quickly become best friends and always enjoy each others company. Ah, well, maybe they enjoy each others company a little more than they’d like to admit.

“Azami, your skills are for REAL magic! Like, you’re insane when you’re holding a brush like that...!”

“...Magic, huh? Heh. Thanks, Ashi.”

GALLERY:

#OH MU GOD THIS IS SUCY A LONG POST IM WWWWWWW #SORRY. IM PROBABLY STOLL GONNA ADD MORE TO IT #been rotting over her for the past week #yeah this was all done in a week #maybe less #do you see how bad my brainrots are 😔😔#anyway. Kazunari’s overprotective of Ashi and how other mankai members treat hee #*her #cough cough Taicchan stop eyeing my cousin cough #but when it comes to Azami it’s diff cuz <3 their relationship is diff #and so Frooch goes to him for relationship advice cuz he can’t take bon’s slow burn anymore #🙏🙏 blonde wingmen fr #tho kazu will not shut up when they do get together.#FROOCH FROOCH WE’RE LIKE BASICALLY BLONDE BROTHERS FOR REAL NOW!!!! WW’RE GONNE BE FELATED!!!!!!!#RELATED* ohmy god #but yeah and then Frooch is regretting his life decisions 😔😔#I SHOULD STOP AZASHI RAMBLING IN THE TAGS DEAR GOD #a3!#a3! act addict actors #a3 yume #a3 oc #a3!shi #ashi tamadai #ashi sona #ashipiko draws ♪

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ladypeonies · 9 months

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Acceptance.

It seems we are now in the last stage of grief for the friends of the former BOC’s actor, acceptance. Therefore Bible, Mile, Apo, Pond, etc. unfollowed him on Instagram. His chats with his ex-girlfriend were leaked, she is the one who did it, indirectly or directly. The chats are bad, very, very bad.

First, this is a violation of his privacy and it is wrong but she is also ceding her privacy and exposing herself as well. She clearly decided to burn the house down with both of them in it. Why did she do it? They had a settlement, both accepting wrongdoings. In my opinion, she saw how much his former colleagues were still supporting him at various degrees, of course, and basically said, really? You shouldn’t, here is why. He said during the settlement that he was afraid of her, to break up with her. But those chats show a man who was the one in control of that relationship. And unlike him, she has NOTHING to lose. KP gave her money, is still doing so, and would for the near future. They were clearly in a toxic relationship. But reading the chats, the settlement and seeing the videos of them together, she went above and beyond for him, she gave him everything he asked for. She did things for him that she regrets now. She made professional decisions to benefit HIM. Let’s be perfectly transparent, she sabotaged Mile and Apo for him. We all witnessed the mess last year. She knew what she was doing though to keep him she was willing to ruin other and accept the unacceptable, I don’t pity her.

Yes, we all say stupid things that sometimes we don’t even believe in. We rant about a colleague, etc. But this is worse, these are not about an actor ranting about a bad day or frustrated about a colleague not doing his job properly. Those chats show an insecure, jealous, petty, greedy and mean-spirited man talking badly about people he professes to appreciate and even love. The worst part is that many of the racists and homophobic remarks he made in the chats were AFTER his first scandal with the homophobic, racists, misogynistic remarks when he was 20. He hadn’t learned his lessons. He blamed his friends but never took responsibility. He wasn’t even cautious. He’s in the entertainment industry and he KNOWS they all know that hacking, leaking can occur. He had just experienced it. If one has bad things to say, they usually call.

Some of those chats were exposed since June and he didn’t say anything. When the one where he talks badly about Pond were leaked then he immediately apologised. He said the CEO of his company is gay and mocked and ridiculed him for that. Meanwhile on social media he was being grateful and saying he loved him. Who the hell is going to trust him in that industry? What the heck was he thinking? Pond helped, supported him every step of the way. How the heck do I know that? Because he allowed his staff to help with his comeback concert.

He was jealous of Apo, which was obvious and my goodness he’s mean to him. But being ugly when you’re jealous is pathetic but it’s human, I get that. It sucks for Apo because he has been so nice and friendly to him, but Apo will get over it. He badmouthed most of his former colleagues. But the one I feel the most for is Bible who gave him a ring and told him he cared for him and the former BOC actor ridiculed him for it, and in a post suggested that by sharing a hotel room with him Bible could rape him.

I feel for his former colleagues who thought they knew him, they didn’t. And it must hurt. Above all when everything is exposed so publicly.

What I find disturbing is that I’m sure people, his lawyer, anyone around him asked him if there was anything he had said to her that she could use against him. And he lied, otherwise they would have known what was coming and be prepared.

His followers are claiming that people all do that when talking to their best friend, etc. They’re calling him brave for apologising and acknowledging his mistakes. Apologising about one’s wrongdoings is human decency not bravery. Being brave is waking up every single morning and CHOOSING to be a good person despite other people’s trickery and bad behaviour. It’s choosing EMPATHY when dealing with others.

Yes, Poi was wrong and shouldn’t have posted them. But he gave her ammunition to hurt him, those words were his.

Is it the end of it? I don’t really think so, this is a cursed-gift which keeps on giving everyone nightmares. Is Poi done being vengeful? She knows what she is posting and how. She could have buried him deeper, but she didn’t. Does she intend to?

It would be easy to just call her crazy, insane, etc. She wants something from him. And if he wants to put all that behind him, he should give in. What other choice does he have? There is no fair fight with someone who has nothing to lose. Moreover, he has alienated the few people who could have perhaps been good mediators between the two.

BOC and their actors aren’t out of the woods yet. If Poi goes nuclear, she could reveal things which paint them in a bad light.

But it has nothing to do with MileApo and Boc anymore, he's not in the company anymore, he resigned.

*rolling my eyes* Every time these two will fight or should I say she would leak something, BOC name, their actors will pop up. They're linked to them for the time being. And with Mansuang coming and them playing in the big league now, they don't need this mess.

#mileapo #apo nattawin #mile phakphum #BOC

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sweaterkittensahoy · 18 days

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WE HAVE A FLOOR

OH THANK FUCK

So, for those of you who don't know or don't recall or just love seeing this fucking story again and again because this shit has HAUNTED me for NEARLY TWO YEARS, let's turn back the clock:

2022:

By the end of June 2022, the following things had happened to me in the year 2022:

Six sinus infections, one right after the other. Tested for Covid each and every time. Not Covid. When to the doctor on day 12, got the antibiotics, shit cleared up. And basically the moment the antibiotics cleared my system, new sinus infection.

Had so many in a row, in fact, that my my ashtma wouldn't calm down, and we had to get me on steroids for ten days to basically reset my lungs.

Went to a family wedding, first big trip since lockdown.

Came home from the family wedding and had Covid. I regularly get body pain with my fevers, and this was the worst body pain of my life. I barely remember going to the doctor for the test so I could take time off. It was bad.

Was very close to a major realization that a friendship I thought was going to last my whole life had become utterly toxic and abusive.

And then the end of June hit. And I woke up one morning to Sean cursing, which was alarming. Because I curse like a sailor, but he does not. I get up to see what the problem is.

The problem is a quarter-inch of water through most of our apartment. It was coming through our light fixtures. We are in a renovated basement of a house from the 1920s. I ran outside then up the stairs to see what was going on up there.

The house is two stories. Overnight, the toilet supply line on the second story had begun to leak. This kind of leak is a silent affair. We don't know when it started. But when we woke up, the entire living/kitchen area was flooded. The laundry room/bathroom was flooded. The water had soaked into the bedroom carpet so far that it was sopping wet from the door to about two feet in.

The office had, miraculously, not taken a drop. Still not sure how that worked.

We call the management company. We call insurance. I swear my ass off because Sean has to go to work, which means I'm stuck alone all day with the mess and a dog who does NOT understand why her paws keep getting wet.

Demo guys show up. They are very, very nice. By the time they're done on day one, there are two dehumidifiers and several large fans going in my house.

We don't have A/C by the way. And it's late June, and even in PDX, that's not great.

Three days later, the demo guys show back up to take out everything that can't be fixed. Our place looked like this:

Once they took all the wet out, we had this hole in our ceiling:

And were walking around on this floor:

That's the original cement floor that was put in when the house was built, by the way.

And then, we spent the ENTIRE SUMMER waiting for someone to FIX OUR FUCKING HOUSE. From the end of June until FUCKING SEPTEMBER we were living with an open ceiling and no actual floor.

I'd email the management company. I'd call. They'd say "Oh, we're working on it. The owner is dragging his feet."

Put a pin in that claim. We'll come back to it.

At the end of July, I ended that friendship I mentioned. I am using it as a measurement here so you understand that a month into my house being like this, I was also going through a massive emotionally fucked up situation.

Work was so fucking busy I nearly burned out. On top of trying to get some answers about when I was gonna get a fucking ceiling and floor again.

By August, I snapped and sent a terselye worded email about how it should not take this long to make some fucking decisions. I got back, "Oh, we're trying, but the owner isn't communicating with us."

Put a pin in that claim, too.

Finally. FINALLY. After FOUR contractors came and looked and gave estimates, we got told "Okay, we're gonna fix your place. In September. It'll take three weeks."

So, for three weeks, we moved into a hotel, and it was...it was fine. But it's not home, okay. I just wanted to be in my fucking house with a fucking ceiling and floor.

Finally, three weeks later, we moved back in, and we had a ceiling! And a floor!

And then I got what I thought was food poisoning. 48 hours of some of the worst pain I've ever had, and my endometriosis is severe enough I had a full hysterectomy at 31 or 32 (I honestly don't recall). Okay. I know from pain. Went to the doctor. Got an anti-nausea injection from the biggest needle I have ever seen in my LIFE. The doctor pushed on my gall bladder and asked if it hurt. I'd been continuously sick for 48 hours. Everything hurt. I said, in all honesty, I couldn't tell.

Went home. Rehydrated. Things seemed fine. They guessed it was my gall bladder anyway, and since I had no history of issues, said "Let's try to change your diet before we go through surgery."

Fine. Whatever. Didn't care.

A week later, in the first week of October, I ended up in the ER because I was sick again. So sick, in fact, I could not keep down apple juice. It took TWO DAYS to get a surgical spot. I went through caffeine withdrawal. The Try Guys released their video about firing Ned. All I wanted to do was go home to my finally fixed house and fucking sleep.

Surgery went fine. Had a full-room hallucination that Sean and I were Chucky and Tiffany from the Chucky movies. Kept telling Sean to kill the nurse so we'd get a larger cut of the money. This has never happened before, but I've also never been on Dilaudid for several days in a row to control my pain. Apparently, when that happens, I think I'm a serial killing doll.

Go home. Rest up. Things seem fine.

In November, I walk into the kitchen one day, look down, and see a space between two of the floorboards that should not be there.

I refuse to deal with it and throw a rug over it.

Over the next several months, more boards start bubbling and warping.

The floor, it appears, has some fucking issues.

I ignore it for almost a year. Yes, I know what you're thinking, "Gayle, why?"

Because 2022 was a fucking disaster, and a major part of it was the flood, and sometimes you just gotta avoid that shit, okay?

But, finally, it's bad enough I know I gotta say something. I send the management company a note. They send a guy. He's great. Says I'll hear back in a week.

I don't.

And then I don't.

And then the owner asks to inspect the property to see how things are looking.

He sees the floor and is shocked. This is not good. Why is it like this? How long has it been like this? When did I put in a maintenance request? And what was the last thing I heard?

This is November.

In December, we are informed via letter from the owner that he would like to be cc'ed on every request we send to the management company because he is not pleased with their performance.

Well, okay.

In January, we get a hard freeze. And then we got a pinhole leak in a pipe. That I discovered when walking into the kitchen and stepping into--you guessed it--a quarter-inch of water on the floor.

It was comin up from under the boards, but the hole was actually in our wall. We had glare ice. No one in PDX knows how to handle glare ice. The owner made the trip from the deep suburbs to us every day he could (he got stuck once) to get the problem fixed as quickly and neatly as possible.

I heard him on the phone with the management company several times explaining what he was doing, how long he thought it would take, and thanking them for communicating with us.

Which.

It took 4 days. I got one email. At 6:30 PM. On a day I heard him call them at 10 AM.

So. Suddenly "the owner isn't responding" and "the owner won't communicate" seem like complete fucking bullshit. Because he sure as hell responded when he found out there was a leak (we cc'ed him on the email as requested), and I fucking HEARD HIM communicate.

And then we found out that the owner had not had final say on the floor, which now had to be replaced not just for bubbling but for being fucking wrecked from NEW water damage.

But for this new floor, we just went through him, and would you look at that. Clear communication. Regular updates. We were on the concrete again for about three weeks because that's just how far out contractors are booking right now. But the work was done when he said it would be, and by god, it's clearly a much higher quality of flooring.

So. It's done. It's fucking done. It looks beautiful. The owner scrubbed our bathroom before he left for some fucking reason and was worried he'd lost the knob off our washing machine (we bought it used; it's never had that knob). When I met him the first time after the big leak, I thought he was a complete asshole, and it turns out he's actually all right. He gave us money for dinner this week and is also gonna get us a few days of rent comped for having to have people in and out. I'm never renting through this management company again, but if that dude's got other properties through someone else, I'd go there in a second.

April 5, 2024. May it be the last reference I ever have to make to a fucking floor repair in this house.

#personal #long post #story time #the fucking floor saga

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𓂃⊹. ❪ basics ❫

STAGE NAME ﹕niya (니야)

BIRTH NAME ﹕nittaya lamwilai (นีตายา แรมวิลล์)

KOREAN NAME ﹕nayoung lim

BIRTHDAY ﹕september 21, 2002

ZODIAC SIGN ﹕virgo

NATIONALITY ﹕thai

ETHNICITY ﹕thai

ִֶָ 𓂃⊹. ❪ physical ❫

FACE ﹕natty of kiss of life

HEIGHT ﹕167cm / 5’6”

WEIGHT ﹕46kg (101lbs)

BLOOD TYPE ﹕o

𓂃⊹. ❪ career ❫

OCCUPATION ﹕trainee

TRAINEE TIME ﹕june 19, 2020 -

COMPANY ﹕delphi entertainment

POSITION ﹕unknown

INSTAGRAM ﹕nayaniya ( deactivated )

ִֶָ 𓂃⊹. ❪ stats ❫

VOCAL ﹕73/100

RAP ﹕84/100

DANCE ﹕98/100

VARIETY ﹕90/100

SONGWRITING ﹕65/100

COMPOSING ﹕30/100

ACTING ﹕70/100

ִֶָ 𓂃⊹. ❪ history ❫

Niya was born as Nittaya Lamwilai on September 21, 2002 in Nakhon Ratchasima, Thailand to teacher Chawarin ‘Atom’ Lamwilai and realtor agent Savika ‘Sav’ Thanapatpisal. She is the youngest of four daughters; Sissy, Priya, Beam, and herself. Her parents divorced when she was six, her mother having an affair with her co-worker and leaving the five for another family.

Her father would work hard as a single dad to be able to provide for the girls, leaving the girls with their oldest sister, who was nine when it started. Every single one of them, even twelve year old Niya picked up a job after school to help. Niya would go around her neighborhood, doing activities for the elders in her neighborhood that they could no longer do and they’d pay her. As she grew older, she got a job as a waitress. Alongside her job, she was able to get into her father’s school’s dance classes for free. She would soon join an underground dance team named ORiON.

Auditions for a Kpop company Delphi Entertainment come to Thailand, and a friend of hers begs her to come with for moral support. After seeing the response from other people, she thought she might as well audition, just for fun. She was accepted in 2020, starting her trainee process.

Day after day, Niya was constantly disappointed with Delphi Entertainment’s response to her debut. Soon. It eventually turned into three years, and Niya had to do something. Otherwise all of her time would’ve been worthless.

In 2024, it was announced she was one of the contestants for MNET’s upcoming female survival show, Fresh Produce.

find fresh produce here @frshproduce

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fiercynn · 9 months

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As it usually happens on here, we become fans of things by osmosis if we didn't seek it out for ourselves. So I've been following you for a bit and I have finally crossed the threshold from "this person I follow really loves this media and I love seeing their love for it on my dash, so glad they're having fun" over to "I wanna have fun, too." And that's all thanx to @thatgothsamurai's photobooth art.

So, I hope you can guide me on where I should start with patpran and inkpa, and the rest. Like, are they on separate shows that crossover? A spinoff? Like, what's going on, where do I start, how do I watch. Like you, I'm in the US. Any suggestions are appreciated.

AAAAAAAH THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY and thank u @thatgothsamurai for the amazing fanart as always (the photobooth fanart in question, a classic in the fandom)

okay so both patpran and inkpa are canon pairings from the thai bl bad buddy and its related special episodes! all are produced by the thai production company gmmtv.

the show and all related episodes are available to watch on youtube with english subtitles - i'll link to relevant playlists.

THE MAIN SHOW: BAD BUDDY THE SERIES

directed by "aof" noppharnach chaiyahwimhon (who is gay himself), and starring "nanon" korapat kirdpan as pran, and "ohm" pawat chittsawangdee as pat. the original show is twelve episodes, which aired from october 2021 to january 2022. i watched it for the first time in february 2022 and have not known peace every since

the premise is that pat and pran, who have lived next door to each other since birth, have been rivals all their lives because their families hate each other. after pran's sent off to boarding school for three years, they are unexpectedly reunited at university - where they find that their friend groups are also enemies, so they have to keep up the pretense of hating each other. but of course they fall in love instead!

the main story is about patpran, but inkpa is a canon side pairing featuring "love" pattranite limpatiyakorn as pa, pat's younger sister, and "milk" pansa vosbein as ink, a classmate of pat and pran's. though they get less screentime, i still think they have a delightful romantic arc themselves!

SPECIAL EPISODES

zero photography: an inkpa special episode that is set after the main show. directed by "tee" bundit sintanaparadee, whom i don't know much about, and aired in august 2022

our skyy x bad buddy x a tale of thousand stars: so our skyy 2 was an anthology of special episodes released between april and june 2023 for a bunch of different gmmtv bls. each show was supposed to have two special eps for their characters, but since two shows directed by p'aof were getting special eps (the other one being a tale of thousand stars, also a delightful show), he decided to use four episodes as a crossover of the two shows. in the bad buddy timeline, these eps take place during a timeskip that happens in the original show between episodes 11 and 12, and features patpran but has a few great inkpa appearances too. you don't really need to have seen atots to understand the eps, i don't think? but they probably are more enjoyable if you have haha

EXTRAS

"just friend" music video: nanon sings two songs on the bad buddy soundtrack, and ohm sings one for our skyy 2, all of which have music videos, but i'm linking to this song of nanon's particularly because the music video its own story unrelated to the show at all! it's very cute and is basically an au where they are employees at the same hotel (and in love of course)

23.5 degrees the series: this is not technically related to bad buddy, but milk and love are going to be starring in gmmtv's first full-length gl, 23.5 degrees, which will be directed by "fon" kanittha kwunyoo (who i believe is a lesbian)! thai gls are just starting to get attention and backing by the major tv studios, and milklove's known chemistry from playing inkpa, as well as an exciting supporting cast and director, are making everyone super excited for this

there are also TONS of behind-the-scenes and making-of extras if you get into the show but i figured this was enough to start with :D

let me know if you have questions about any of this! i'm not sure how familiar you are with thai media or fandoms, so definitely happy to share/explain more as would be helpful! <3

#bad buddy #bad buddy explainer #patpran #inkpa #zero photography #our skyy x bad buddy x a tale of thousand stars #our skyy 2 #our skyy x bad buddy #just friend mv #23.5 degrees #thank you for the ask this made me so happyyyyyyy #ask me things #id in alt text #original #asking me answering you

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thathartleykat · 5 months

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A very lengthy letter before the series' departure.

Hey, everyone, Hartley here.

By June of 2023, it would be my 4th year in the Hilda community, and i'm still in disbelief that i've been active in the community for this long, as well as the animated series is coming to an end tomorrow.

I have been wanting to post this since then, but i've been extremely busy in my life, as well as my personal computer was broken for almost an entire year - hence why my activity in the community also got died down a little bit.

I have a lot of things to say to everyone, from people in the community to the people who worked on the show, as well as the past, present and future, so for the convenience of your reading, i'll divide what i want to say into chapters.

I. About me & how i got into the show ( Trigger warning: Deaths ) I've rarely talked about this to anyone, but... I live by myself, and there's a good chance i might not be around for much longer. It's sort of the reason why i got into Hilda from the first place.

I first found out about Hilda in October 2018 when i was browsing on Tumblr, but never really watched it until May 2019, when a friend of mine gave me a month free subscription of Netflix. I started to go down the list of things i wanted to watch on the platform, and when it came to Hilda, i never thought i would get fixated on the show. Well, guess where we're at now?

I was stunned by the show's colorful vibes, amazing plot writing and how the show built the characters and mythologies, especially how they portrayed the mentality of the children in the show when the kids interact with each other or with adults.

The one thing that i also extremely adore in the show is the relationship between Hilda and Johanna... because it deeply reminds me of my parents when they were still alive. I had a similar life and relationship with them. Every time i see Hilda and her mum together, it always makes me remember about my former childhood life, how kind my parents were to me, and how i wanted to be the adventurous kid that never disappoints them.

I had a pretty good life until my parents got cancer when i was 11 years old - the same age with Hilda in first & possibly second season. Things got worse since then, and they passed away a few years after that.

Now i'm pretty much alone, with a good chance that i might follow them, so if i ever just disappear without telling anything, well... at least i had a good run, i never thought i'd make it this far anyway.

The show had made a significant change on my life, as well as some of my future decisions and helped me through hard times.

It would be an understatement to say this series meant a lot for me.

Because of this, and the feeling of the show doesn't get enough attention that it deserves, i've been dedicating myself for the last few years to help the show and its community thrive.

II. About the animated series Sometimes, i feel really sad that they couldn't have done more for it. - As someone who lives in Vietnam, it's really sad to see the show lacks Vietnamese subtitles and audio language - despite there being a huge number of Netflix users in the country. Due to this, the series basically got hidden from anyone who's watching with their Netflix's interface language set to Vietnamese, which makes the show really hard to be recommended to anyone here. At the same time, many other animated series on the platform have either or both of those. - A lot of merchandise of the franchise has either never saw the day or short-lived. Hilda's GUND plushies only lived for 1.5 years, and by my count, there were 3 Hilda board games that got reported to the news, but never got released. - Hilda video games. The only official Hilda game we ever got was Hilda Creatures, and sadly, the company that made the game went defunct in April 2022, dragging Hilda Creatures along with it. - Netflix. Batch releasing the show and giving it the bare minimum marketing. The same thing happened with Jojo and we all know what happened to its hype. - The mishandling of social media pages, which led to Hilda's Facebook page got hacked for an entire month during May 2023, as well as a lack of interaction posts after season 1 to keep the community up.

I really wish the show got better treatment in a lot of stuff, but at the same time, i'm grateful for the crew's work to get the series this far. One of the directors at one point confirmed that the show got pitched to various networks like Cartoon Network, Disney, Children BBC, Nick... and no one accepted the show until Netflix came along. If Netflix never took the show in, or if it was another network that got it ( which i suspect it'd change the direction of the show by a lot ), where would we be now...?

Though the show will definitely not be reminded by Netflix every now and then as other networks do, but at least it is going out with a bang. Really wish the show would become a sleeper hit at some point in the future.

III. About the community Genuinely, it's one of the most amazing communities i've ever been in. People who are younger, same age, or even parents who are much older than me... I had amazing experiences with all of them. I've made many friends from here, which sometimes makes me wish our community would stay the same like this forever after the series ends.

Honestly, i don't know what else i could say about everyone, other than thanking you guys for making my days within the community, as well as your efforts in making it an amazing place for me and everyone else to stay in.

IV. About the future Well, i've been thinking about it quite a lot.

After the animated series ends, i'll try my best to continue sticking around in the community and do a lot more stuff for it. The franchise will still seem to continue for at least some more time, with the upcoming release of the new prequel Hilda comic series, "Hilda and Twig".

I'd be selfish for saying this, but if the current state of animations improves in the future... I'd want to see Hilda's world return as animation at some point - either following the same blue-haired girl that we all know and love, or just a spin-off from an entirely different character. It's hard to imagine how the worldbuilding we've seen in the last 12 years, where "there's so much we've never seen, so much we don't know" and "there's mystery everywhere you look" would potentially disappear after this... I really hope i would see it again, as well as be around long enough to see it.

As of now, this chapter is about to come to an end. So before it does, i want to say thanks to everyone who has been involved in this show.

Thank you Luke Pearson, the people who made Hilda the series possible, and especially - you. Whether you worked on it or are just simply a fan of the show, you have my sincere gratitude for all the great things that happened to the series in the last 4 years.

This is Hartley, and i hope everyone enjoys Season 3.

#hilda #hilda the series #hilda netflix #cartoon #netflix #hilda comic #comic #animation

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akookminsupporter · 1 year

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I am sure you may have already gotten this ask so feel free to provide a generic response. Jungkook deleting his IG is such a powerful move because in this time of high social media interactions, he doesn’t give a rats ass about the most superficial of platforms. And he has every right to choose to step away from it.

But you will always have conspiracy theorists and detractors who would want to read more into the actions of the members despite them clarifying. Jungkook’s IG account deletion is being labelled as either his rebellion against the company for restricting him or a deletion by the company it’s self for not abiding by policies or going on unsupervised and unauthorised lives. Despite him being a grown man with agency.

What’s your take on this?

Ha! this is the ask that was above yours.

People are saying Hybe make JK delete his IG and that JK did not delete because he doesn’t use it much. They say it’s because of all the unauthorized wlives he did. I just wanna know your thoughts on this

Obviously many will think all that. This fandom likes their theories no matter how absurd or stupid they are.

This fandom has many problems, but 4 of the main ones are the hero complex, the need to pigeonhole the members as victims, the demonisation of HYBE/BIGHIT and ignoring what the members say. We could talk about these four problems separately, but we can really boil them down to one complex - the fandom thinks it knows best. The fandom thinks it knows what bts members need, what's going on with them, what they want and what bothers them. they know all that better than the members themselves. The fandom, or many in it, have taken this weird parasocial relationship with bts to extremes and like everything that is taken to extremes, it is no good.

This hero complex is with all members, whether individually or as a group, but I have noticed since coming into the fandom, that it is particularly strong with the Maknae Line.

For many, the Maknae Line is being oppressed and exploited by the big bad HYBE/BIGHIT. The whole group, really, they are being taken advantage of! And that's why the maknae Line likes to "rebel" against them. I've always read how the agency and the company don't treat them well, make them do this or that and I'm just dumbfounded by so much… stupidity.

When you become a fan of a K-pop group I think it's almost impossible not to learn a little bit about the industry itself - although sometimes, a lot of times you learn that information from the wrong media. I think many of us know about the inhumane treatment many agencies have with their idols, the stupid behavioural clauses, forcing them to do things they don't want to do etc., that's unfortunately still relatively common in that industry, but I think it's also obvious that HYBE/BIGHIT isn't like that or at least not to the extremes that other companies go to and definitely not with BTS. Or not anymore.

BTS is HYBE/BIGHIT's golden goose. They started it all, they gave the company the opportunity to grow the way it has. Many argue about whether bts paved the way for the K-pop industry or not, but they did pave the way, at least financially, for the groups under HYBE. The report a few weeks ago that HYBE presented showed that bts still brings in the most economic income to the company, more than all other artists combined, despite having stopped activities as a group since June 2022, basically. And you still think that the company would deliberately do something to harm them?

I'm not a corporate apologist by any stretch of the imagination, but to pretend that bts members don't benefit from HYBE/BIGHIT as well, is stupid. Many seem to forget when it suits them that bts also own shares in that company.

But the worst part of this narrative is that these people don't realise how insulting it is to the artists they swear to love and claim to want to protect. To believe that the company is exploiting them, forcing them to do something they don't want to do and deliberately harming them in some way is also to believe that the members are useless, pusillanimous people who don't know how to stand up for themselves. It is believed that bts does not apply what they preach so much in their songs, in their campaigns, or in their concerts. It is to believe that the members of bts do not apply what many in this fandom brag about them preaching. They stand for. And that obviously doesn't make sense.

In this particular case, Jungkook is without a doubt one of the most important artists in the company. He generates a lot of income as part of the group and individually. The interest in him is out of this world. In business terms, Jungkook is a precious asset to the company and yet you think the company could force him to do or not do something?

In one of his last Wlives, Jungkook talked about how the company doesn't allow them to do Wlives without notice and I don't know what else but he still did it. In the Wlive where Tae joined for a few moments, they talked about how "the company would scold them" but they still didn't care, Tae even said that he would take responsibility. And in the next Wlive that Jungkook did, someone asked him if he was scolded and Jungkook basically said 'do they really think they could forbid me to do something?' which brings us to the problem of this fandom forgetting what the members say when it doesn't fit their narrative.

If what these people say were true, it would make more sense for HYBE/BIGHIT to ban Jungkook from doing Wlives unsupervised, in the middle of the night than to order him to delete an account on a social media platform he hadn't used for a long time. But no, this fandom HATES to believe in the most logical explanations regarding anything bts related because then they wouldn't be able to "activate" their hero complex.

Jungkook is different. He walks to the beat of his own drum and is also somewhat impulsive. I don't doubt for a minute that he deleted/deactivated his Instagram account because he didn't see any benefit or use for it and because I felt that the novelty of the app had worn off for him for a while now. When Jungkook deleted all his posts and edited his feed in a more "professional" manner I remember thinking that he was getting bored of the app and like most of what Jungkook gets bored of, he would put it aside. And so it happened. Although it took him a while to do it.

I also think that the sasaengs' obsession with stalking him and so on also made him fed up, maybe it was something he saw in his account and he got tired of it. Getting away from toxicity is always necessary.

#anon #ask #Jungkook #fandom #toxic fans #rosie's thoughts #rosie's opinion

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wooyoungmybelovedhusband · 1 year

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Yandere! Yeosang Analysis

Disclaimer : In no way am I supporting Yandere behavior or toxic relationships. This is supposed to be just a fic and everyone must read it as a fic.

Warnings : Mentions of Toxic relationships, stalking, murder, sexual punishments, other yandere behavior.

Basic Information

Name : Kang Yeosang

Date of birth : June 15th, 1999

Aggression level : 60%

Obsession level : 90%

Mental instability : 95%

Overall threat : Average

Behavioral analysis

He is voyeuristic Yandere, always in the thirst to show that you're his. Loses complete sense over himself once he sets eyes on you. Will not be aggressive with you, scared that you will leave him. Uses manipulation tricks to make you fall into his trap. That being said, he's a manipulator. Makes you believe he is in extreme need for love and affection. Starts manipulating you more by showing you that he is very mentally drained and is depressed. If you do not fall for his tricks, he turns the table around by blaming you on everything.

You were a famous soloist under JYP Entertainment. You had a lot of fame, but it never got to your head as you were the kindest idol. You couldn't reject or say no to anyone. You were a very sensitive person. You were also known for being the idol with the most clean record.

You were living your best life. For Yeosang too. Kang Yeosang, a simple man who came from one of the richest families, was your biggest fan. It all started when he saw you online, while scrolling through social media. He would lie if he said you didn't attract him. But seeing you so often everywhere made him very curious.

But when he did search you up, and saw a lot more videos of you, he fell in love with you. But he knew his limits, he was just a fan. But he started spending too much money on you, from buying all the versions of all your albums to attending your every single fansign Or concert.

You might have noticed the boy at first but seeing him so constantly all the time, made you happy and honoured to have had such a dedicated fan.

But you were more than shocked, when he joined your company AS YOUR MANAGER. You were shocked to see him but you were nonetheless happy for the change as you finally got someone around your age who would understand you well.

But Yeosang had other plans, he was gonna get you. His past self would have hated to have come to this extent. But he didn't care, he now desires for you. He wanted you very badly.

It had been two months since, Yeosang became your manager. But recently for a week, you had your sub-conscious mind screaming at you that someone was always following you or that someone was always watching you.

You couldn't help but feel like you wanted more security. But not wanting to be nosy, you just told Yeosang about it. Because you trusted the man and hoped he would help you whenever you got into trouble.

But suddenly what if news comes out saying, "Lee Y/n, soloist under JYP Entertainment has gone missing. JYP entertainment is currently doing searches everywhere and investigating Lee Y/n's past whereabouts before the night she went missing"

It sent the kpop industry into dead silence, no one knew about your whereabouts or any traces of where you were. But there was only one person who was last seen with you.

But apparently, it was your male friend who was a week later found dead. Everyone was too stunned about the situation. While on the other part, Yeosang had kept you captive in his basement. When you woke up, you were too shocked to see Yeosang waiting in front of you.

And that's when you knew about his true colours and felt like an idiot to have trusted him that he would save you from danger when he was the danger. But Yeosang was never aggressive with you, he rather shows his vulnerable side to you.

And his reasons felt too real and you couldn't just leave him on his own, and when you did try to escape, Yeosang threatened you by cutting himself.

You had no other choice but to stay with him. Until you started believing him in everything and every line he would say. It made you very weak at your heart making you realise you were falling for him.

You started loving and caring for him. And you never left his side, because he mentally really needed you, but did YOU need him more than he longed for you?

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Damn that fucking took too long. Yandere! Yeosang is hard to uncover.

-Jeong Aera

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