#i love their tracksuits hehe
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I am so normal about their height differen- *explodes*
#my art#tiger and bunny#I've been having an artblock this entire month 😔#and im finally drawing my blorbos im so happy 🥹#kotetsu kaburagi#yuri petrov#toratsuki#i love their tracksuits hehe#wild tiger#t&b
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Bruh Nagi being buff as hell after Manshine's training 🥰🥰🥰
sammy you deadass bout to make me objectify this man on main SO BAD this has been running something of a small marathon in my head so 😵💫😵💫 pls accept my humble word vomit
cw. [n]sfw. mdni. pro player! nagi + aged-up characters. bit of body worship(?) you ride his abs. nipple play (m. receiving). subby nagi (but he's actually a switch >:) + some fluff bc he's so baby :(
note. a bit rambly oop soz it’s bc i went insane. i describe how he looks like to ME (re: hot as fuck) but i guess y'all can read it too hehe<3
1.4k words -> how could you ever hope to keep your hands to yourself when nagi's body looks like that.
i feel like unless you have prior knowledge of the fact that nagi is a pro athlete, from a cursory glance, your first thought upon seeing him wouldn’t be “hmm i bet that dude is built like a brick house.” it doesn’t help that nagi’s basically the unofficial king of athleisure — his closet’s chockfull of loose-fitting hoodies and sweats. he barely owns anything else besides those monochrome hooded tracksuits (and sportswear for practice, i guess he’d need some of that too lol) because he claims it’s the only outfit that gives him unlimited access to just lounge about basically anywhere he pleases. it’s what he genuinely finds to be the most comfortable style for him as well. but if you’re fortunate enough to get a peak underneath the layers of baggy clothes? dear god nagi’s built like a fever dream. amen you’ll eat so good then he’s a whole ass feast.
i’m gonna brazenly speak my truth here so don’t come for me >:( but! from what you’d consider to be “a typical footballer’s physique”, purely from that perspective, nagi’s legs are… not that impressive. his stagnant motivation has much improved ever since he committed to making a career out of soccer, but that doesn’t mean his slacker tendencies haven’t followed suit. don’t get me wrong, he still puts his all into every game so his legs are still very much capable of making your mouth water, but you won’t catch him sprinting up and down the field at full speed if he can help it. packed with lean muscle, his thighs are thick, calves well-defined with a few bold veins thinly zigzagging down the taut skin like a lightning strike on the occasion you happen to catch him after a particularly gruelling conditioning session. but compared to some of his teammates whose legs seem to be carved from iron, he’s a bit.. overshadowed.
it’s a fairly similar story with his arms. (i promise i’m not just talking shit lol i could NEVER my poor meow meow it’s gonna get so hot in a second i swear just bear with me!!!) again, it’s most definitely a drool-worthy sight. the stretch of his arms is long and sinewy, rolling with a set of generous biceps that flutter under the gentle scrap of your fingerpads and nails when he (totally intentionally) flexes the swell of muscle there. in his profession, he mostly uses his arms for balance and to create distance between himself and his opponents. buried in his private nook back home, he has a tendency to hold his phone above his head while playing mobile games — that blissfully only rarely come crashing down on his face — but his unrivalled favourite will, of course, always be enveloping you in his arms <3
nagi’s not the most expressive person, but his subtle social cues become much easier to pick up on whenever he’s sleepy, which let’s be honest is almost always. he’s in dire need of a snuggle in those moments and not only loves, but craves being close to you physically, his face a canvas of huffy evidence of what a Big Deal this is to him if you learn to read the hidden hints (it’s a pursed, pouty frown nine times out of ten he ain’t slick lmfao). he kind of regards your presence as his “recharging station” what a cringe fail soggy loser man i adore him with my whole heart 🥹 his lanky limbs will snake around you with the security of a vine until you’re all cosy and wrapped up in each other, his hold bearing enough strength to not budge against any playful escape tactics you might attempt — at least not until he decides he’s had his fair share of quality snuggle time with you.
nagi’s a practical man, however — the world doesn’t call him a lazy genius for nothing. for these, albeit lovely, purposes, he determined there’s absolutely no need to overexert himself by lifting weights to buff up his arms. he can get by just fine! there are definitely more jacked arms out there i’m sorry :(
but here’s the kicker. nagi’s tall. you could even say he’s huge — he’d tower over most people if he actually straightened his posture for once. so his muscle mass kind of stretches out a bit… unevenly throughout his body. he does have muscle mass though, plenty of it, actually, and he needs only to do one tiny little thing to remind you of it: lift his shirt up.
it’s a subconscious, everyday thing for nagi to toy with the hem of his cotton tees. his fingers often grow restless if they’re just lying about, so playing with the material of his clothes is not only stupidly ready at hand but also helps to soothe the itch brimming along his fingers to do something with them. in the process, you’re rewarded with glimpses of his stomach often when he involuntarily ends up exposing the skin clinging to those hard planes. but what’s objectively worse for your sanity is when nagi comes trudging into the kitchen to ease his thirst. he never bothers with a glass from the cupboard, just swoops down to drink from the open tap, his adam’s apple bopping rhythmically as he swallows. there’s water coating his lips when he rises, a few droplets still running down his chin that he tugs on the ends of his t-shirt to lazily wipe away. it’s an innocent endeavour to him, but a sinful display for you, as it essentially shows off his entire, deliciously shaped midriff. nagi might slack off in other areas, but his core strength is insane. his torso is like a gift from the heavens, chiselled after the image of their gods and heroes. don’t even get me started on his abs.
because i cannot stress enough how perfect nagi’s abs are for grinding your sweet, drooling little cunny on :( the ridges of muscle packed together at his abdomen are firm, but twitch almost uncontrollably when you slowly drag your cunt up and down the sculpted slabs of his stomach that bump against your poor, swollen clit in a way that makes you delirious. your thighs bracket his waist as you move, his waist that is so trim and almost tiny compared to the broad stretch of his shoulders. you can feel the coarse, light hair of his happy trail graze against your bare ass, leading to his heavy, stirring cock still confined in his sweats for now as you continue to leisurely rut your pussy down his abs, leaving a slick mess behind. the hard cut of his v-line is so prominent a thin contour of shadow clings to the underside of it.
nagi wishes desperately that he could help you, that he could sink his fingers into the plush of your skin and push you down along his abdomen to accelerate your high, dictate a more intense pace for you by his hands and make you take it, but he’s too busy being a moaning, blubbering mess underneath you to take initiative. his large palm lies dormant at your waist, the other tangled in his snowy, sweaty bangs so he doesn’t miss even a blink of the intoxicating vision you present above him. he’s drunk on every salacious sound that comes tumbling from your lips, every wanton contortion of your gorgeous face as the lewd squelching of your pussy fills his ears. his defined chest is flushed red from arousal, shuddering with shaky exhales as he all but devours the sight of you — he thinks you using him for your own pleasure is so fucking hot.
if you want to turn him into an utter wreck, whining like a bitch in heat, please please play with his nipples :( paw at his pecs all needy first, ‘n don’t be afraid to grip the flesh with the blunt of your nails. he’ll mewl about it, but you only need to shush and praise him, tell him how good he looks like this for you and he’ll behave. pinch at the pretty pink of his pebbled nipples, gently circle his areola with your tongue, sucking on the bud and nagi will lose his mind, might even cum untouched :( but that’s okay because he’s so turned on his refractory period is barely an issue, he’ll sink into your tight, sloppy walls in one go and fuck you absolutely senseless on his cock. it’s all you can do to scramble for purchase with your trembling fingers, marking up the milky expanse of his broad back and mouthing at his collarbones to stifle your near pornographic keens and cries as he mercilessly splits you open.
in conclusion nagi seishiro is built like a wet dream and i want him carnally </3
#i rewrote this like three times so i’m just releasing it into wild now bc i’m sick of it lol!! i retain my right for this to be sucky hehe#haven’t written anything in a hot minute but if this causes at least one (1) person to short circuit my job here is done#nagi smut#nagi x reader#nagi seishiro x reader#nagi seishiro smut#blue lock x reader#blue lock smut#bllk x reader#bllk smut#—bllk.thirsts!#—riv.fic!
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🐠1000 FOLLOWERS GIFT - PART ONE🐠
two different shitty previews in totally different styles.... well anyways, here's my first part of my 1k followers gift! thank u all so much 🥺swatches will b under the cut as usual. from left 2 right...
no. 1 - edits of these tracksuits by oskarone on modishkitten's mesh :D these are perfect if u love tacky, skintight early 2000s cc and bright colours. i recoloured in some of my personal colours + added the glittery juicy text to the top and butt hfghdfgh. mesh is 2k polygons. oh! and i included a psd for anyone who wants to mess around with it. update 16/01/2024: @letomills has redux'd the mesh, added morphs, ages, new bones, shoes and much more here!! :D
no. 2 - jellypaws lover earrings 4t2! eight colours, yf-ef only. 1k polys from like... 10k, was it? 💀
no. 3 - suzue's cyfi glasses, i mean i wouldn't call them glasses but yeah they're 3.7k polys for yu-eu. comes in ten of the original swatches and nine of my own colours (ft. two rainbow ones, one pastel one bright hehe)
and finally, no. 4 - lol my ass finally converted a top (oversized polo from this set) and didn't cry over it. has been tested by @knowledgetoken (TYSM!!), in 15 swatches, 2.6k polygons and for adult male only.
enjoy! hopefully i still have enough energy to post the next parts, i have 27 pieces of cc left to post!
TRACKSUITS / EARRINGS / CYFI GLASSES / OVERSIZED POLO
credits - oskarone_67, jellypaws, suzue on tsr, softerhaze, knowledgetoken for testing
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surprising him w ur son wearing the same outfit as him
father’s day special ❣️ insp by this
warnings: timeskip!haikyuu, kuroo is slightly suggestive (baby fever), daughter ver.
Ushijima, Bokuto, Daichi, Kuroo, Iwaizumi, Kita
Ushijima 👟
Your husband who’s already tying his shoelaces, getting prepped up for his early morning run doesn’t hear you enter the living room with your very hyper 3 year old son wearing a new outfit
Specifically, a matching pair of the black adidas tracksuit that your husband wore every morning
“Hon? Going for a run?” You ask in a sing-song voice.
“Yeah. I’ll be back in a jiffy.” He stands up straight and turns around to give you a peck when he feels a tug on his pants.
“Dada,” your child coos, eyes wide looking up at his father.
You smirk, waiting for his reaction
But it’s delayed bc he’s the most oblivious man you know
“Hey, sport.” He bends down and swoops up the kid effortlessly, tickling his neck with kisses. “Now, wait a minute.” Your husband pauses and lifts your kid higher, studying his look. “What in the world,” he chuckles. The small boy giggles, wiggling in his father’s hold.
Ushijima looks over at you, an eyebrow raised. “Darling?
“Hehe,” you cover your mouth to muffle your giggles. “You like?” He looks back at his son’s matching pants and jacket and shoes.
“I love.” He holds his giggling son close in his right arm, opening the door with his left. “We’ll be right back, mommy.”
“What?” You ask, a little caught off guard. Ushijma usually goes on runs by himself while you and your son wait at home.
“Im canceling runs today. We’re going on a walk.” The sudden decision makes you send him a questioning look.
“He didn’t eat breakfast yet,” you point out.
“Then let’s stop by Mcdonald’s.” Ushijima’s smile is stuck on his face as he’s adjusting the zipper of his son’s jacket. Ushijima isn’t a fan of fast food but his son loves it and he loves to spoil him very much. Although, McDonald’s for breakfast is a rare thing.
You hesitate before nodding in agreement. You tie up your hair and grab your purse before walking to the door where your husband and son stood.
“Yay! Meek Danno!” Your kid raises his fists. Where did he learn that? Ushijima reaches out to you, pulling you in for a kiss on your cheek.
“Thank you,” he says. “You know, you should get an outfit yourself,” he says smirking. Before you could comment, the boy starts to whine.
“I want kithhhh.” You and Ushijima look to each other, chuckling. Then each of you kiss the sides of his face simultaneously, making him giggle.
Bokuto 📸
Bokuto who’s going through a little emo phase bc of his work, lays down on his couch an arm over his head
You decide to cheer him up by surprising him with your son dressed in the same outfit as him: a grey hoodie, brown shorts and a brown beaded bracelet
“Go tell, daddy,” you whisper in your son’s ear, tickling him.
He giggles silently and tiptoes his way to his moping father on the furniture.
his little fingers tap on Bokuto’s sleeved arm covering his face.
“Rockstar, is that you?” He calls his son by the little nickname he created for him. His little rockstar. Which the child LOVES.
You laugh to yourself. Never gets old. Bokuto moves his arm away, his eyes peeking out playfully at his son. When it comes to his son, his emo phase is immediately turned off. He always makes sure his baby is happy.
Suddenly, it’s as if something struck him as sits up, noticing his son’s outfit. “Woah! Look at you!” And then Bokuto’s beaming as if all his troubles have gone away. Bokuto holds up his son and spins him around in the air. “Well, aren’t you the coolest looking dude?” You laugh, catching his attention. “Babe, do you see this? We’re twins!” His emo phase is practically long gone, hair no longer drooping and eyes wide with surprise.
“Haha, you are,” you say, laughing. “Here, honey, I’ll take a picture of you guys.” You lift a camera and your husband is quick on his feet, placing his son on the ground for one photo. Then, picking him up and making several poses..
“Peace-sign! Peace-sign!” And the little kid slowly tries to mimic his father’s gestures. “There we go, my boy!”
After their photo op, the two are playing in their cute matching outfits and you cant help but snap more photos for memory of this day. The next thing you know, they’re fast asleep on the couch with matching open mouths as they snore. Somehow, the strings of their hoodies ended up tied together, making you raise a brow and lips curve. Bokuto has his arm around the little one who is curled up, snuggling into his father’s shirt.
You snap another picture, laughing silently to yourself. That’s a new lockscreen for sure.
Daichi 🔨
Daichi was in the kitchen to fix the sink’s leaky faucet when his son comes barging in
You follow the kid behind him, hands behind your back
“Daddy, look!” The boy exclaims holding a toy hammer in his hand, handing it to his father.
Your son was supposed to show his outfit, not the hammer in his hand
he probably misunderstood when you told him to go “show daddy” as he held his toy in his hand.
“Whatcha got there, buddy?” Daichi chuckles, taking the rubber hammer. “S’it for me?”
He studies the object. Then his eyebrows furrow.
You cup a hand over your mouth to stifle a laugh. You knew that look.
He looks back up to his son, making a double take, and noticing the matching black polo shirt and khakis.
That’s when he drops the hammer “Oh my god,” he chuckles again, but this time in disbelief. He picks up the boy, walking over to you.
“Honey?” He motions to his son in his arms and to his outfit, posing. “How do we look?” Your husband smiles widely.
“You two look dashing,” you say.
“This is the best day ever.” He places a kiss on his son’s cheek before tickling him silly and swinging him. The kid starts giggling uncontrollably and you can’t help but chuckle from the contagious laughter. Daichi places the squirming child back on the ground, before walking over to you.
“Thank you,” he says with a soft gaze, cupping your cheeks with both of his hands and placing a huge kiss on your lips. “Mmmmwah.”
“Mmph!” the feeling of his strong palms squeezing your cheeks overwhelm you. But a soft giggle escapes you and Daichi knows that you love when he does this. Your son stands on the side, running his toy car across the furniture. His head spins to his parents hearing your giggle. And Daichi is giving all his attention back to the boy.
“Wow, neat car you got there!” He smiles, watching his kid with adoration.
Looks like the sink’s repair will have to wait.
Kuroo 👔
Kuroo had just gotten from work, his tie loosened and coat immediately thrown off
now left in his white collared long sleeve and dress pants.
“Hey, honey,” he greets you with a lingering kiss.
“Welcome back,” you say, pressing your lips against his.
He leans over you to deepen the kiss, his hands resting on your lower back
And you giggle pushing him back.
He chuckles. “Where’s the little one?”
“Close your eyes,” you say, smiling.
“Huh?” he asks, confused.
“Babe, close your eyes, trust me.”
And he closes them, a corner of his lips turning. “What is this, huh?”
“No peeking!” you warn. And right on time, your son rushes toward his father from behind you.
Kuroo feels something hugging his leg.
“S’that you, rascal?” The kid makes babbling noises as Kuroo ruffles his hair, eyes still closed.
You bend down and grab the child. “C’mere, baby.” You lift him into your arms. “Okay! Open, babe.”
Kuroo opens his eyes and gasps. “This isn’t real.” His open mouth turns into a smile and the kid mirrors his father’s expression. You had set up an outfit for your son similar to Kuroo’s work clothes, and even styling his hair to match the crow-like shape of his father’s.
Your son opens his arms as an invitation for Kuroo to take him from your hold, and Kuroo chuckles, grabbing the toddler.
“He looks so handsome! You look so handsome, bud!” Kuroo tickles the belly of the child, making him laugh.
“He looks like you,” you say staring at your child fondly. Their resemblance is uncanny. From the jet black hair, the eyes, and the same smug expression. Anybody could tell that Kuroo’s genes were strong on this one.
“Exactly,” Kuroo smirks. Of course his handsome little boy looks just like his handsome father. It only makes him think about sharing more kids with you. “I want more children. Let’s make more of these, yeah?” Kuroo says bluntly. And you had to whack him in the shoulder.
“Testurou!” You say flustered.
“What? I’m just sayin,” he defends, the child lightly bouncing on his hip and busy playing with his father’s messy hair.
“We can talk about this later,” you say, smiling at your cute son. Kuroo leans down to give you a peck on your cheek as a thank you for this little event you made for him.
Iwaizumi ☕️
Iwaizumi was sitting on the couch
his computer on his lap as he remains his focus on his work, typing at a fast pace
he had just got off a zoom call with his co-worker
lately, he’s been stressed and working hard the whole day, spending his time on the screen
while consuming an unhealthy amount of caffeine to keep himself awake (you had to take it away from him)
wanting to cheer him up, you and your dear son come up with a small surprise
you enter the room holding your neatly dressed son’s hand as you approach him
“Oh hey,” your husband looks up, rubbing his eyelids
Iwaizumi’s tired eyes squint, looking at his adorable son who is. . .dressed up as him?
His eyes widen when he realizes that what he’s seeing isn’t a hallucination. The boy had changed out of his previous clothes and is wearing the same exact clothes his father’s wearing: white tank and grey sweats.
“Did you get dressed up like me? Hmm?” Iwaizumi tosses his laptop aside, bringing his full attention to his son who cheerfully walks toward his dad. “Come here, you,” he says with a huff, picking up his son. A smile adorns the father’s face as he watches the energetic kid squeeze his father’s cheeks.
“This is crazy,” you say to yourself, shaking your head. Combined with their outfits, the two males are mirrors of each other. Your son got your husband’s spiky hair and eyes. However, you could see your smile in his. And that was Iwaizumi’s favorite part.
“Come here, momma,” your husband calls out to you and pats the space next to him. You perk up at his voice, following his words. As you sat down, you watched Iwaizumi continue to entertain his kid, giving him light tickles with his lips. “Oh, you little handsome thing.” Iwaizumi pauses when he notices you staring lovingly at them. And his smile brightens. “I love this. Our baby’s too cute.”
“I know right?” You say, grabbing your kid’s chubby cheek and giving it a light squeeze.
“Why don’t we do this often?” Iwaizumi asks and the kid moves out of his father’s lap, walking onto the cushion of the couch. It makes Iwaizumi tear his eyes away from you, to help balance his energetic child walk across the couch. “Careful, boy.”
“We should.” You stand up and quickly pick him up. “You both are so cute like this!” Looking between your husband and your child, you boop their noses. Iwaizumi is shocked by your action. Unable to help himself, plus, the image of you holding his child, he gives you a huge kiss then placing another on his child’s forehead.
“I love you two.” He sighs contently and realizes he could really use a break from work for a minute.

Kita 🍚
Coming back from delivering rice packs, Kita is exhausted
you greet him at the door as he enters with a comforting smile
“Shinsuke,” you say, hugging your husband.
“Hey, darlin’” he places a kiss on your lips and wraps his arms around your waist.
“Where’s our little ball of happiness?” he whispers in case the child he spoke of was asleep
“I’m glad you asked.” You smirk, before turning and calling your son. “C’mon baby, show papa what you got!”
And there goes your little ball of happiness skipping into the room with a replica of Kita’s clothes. The man lets you go and slowly approaches the child.
“Woah,” he breathes in amazement. It’s like looking at a reflection of his youth. “Where did you—How did you—?” Kita is astonished, his head turning to look between you and his son. He finally squats and lets the kid jump into his arms, squealing.
“Ordered the outfit online and it arrived today, so…here we are. Surprise, love,” you say, bringing your phone out for a photo as Kita tickles the boy’s neck with kisses.
“Oh my god…” Your husband stands with your son in his arms, walking over to you. He sighs. “I love you,” and gives you a kiss, before facing his child. “And I love you!” He lifts the kid into the air, spinning. The joy on their faces mirroring each other.
Before you know it, Kita is outside admiring the orangey sky with his son. The baby points at something in the sky, probably a bird or maybe a weirdly shaped cloud. Kita gazes along with him. It’s moments like these that make you forget all that is wrong with the world.
#SRRY I CAN SEE WAKATOSHI CALLING HIS SON SPORT#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu hcs#fathers day haikyuu#haikyuu x reader#haikyuu dads#okay but ive been having this in my drafts but decided to wait for fathers day to post#ushijima x reader#daichi x reader#kita x reader#iwaizumi x reader#bokuto x reader#kuroo x reader#ushijima wakatoshi x reader#daichi sawamura x reader#kita shinsuke x reader#iwaizumi hajime x reader#bokuto koutarou x reader#kuroo tetsurou x reader
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Since you asked for requests how about just cuddling Tom grant after a hard day just in his bed in his trailer as you can hear the TV from the living area his full weight on you
charlie, my love!! thanks for sending this in! it's kinda short, more of a blurb than anything else, but i think you'll like it hehe :)
The rain beat down on the roof of the trailer, tinkling away. The day hadn’t been easy, prepping cabins and getting yelled at by your boss, and coming home was a welcome respite from the hellish day. Tom had already been home for a while by the time you got there, sitting in his tracksuit and watching telly, and, the moment you had come in and set your bag down, his big brown eyes had canvased you and he had said, “What’s wrong?”
You sighed. “A lot,” you answered honestly. “Can you just… Can we go to bed already? I’m exhausted.”
“It’s only half four, though,” Tom said. “Was it really that bad of a day?” You pushed back your rain-wet hair and nodded, and Tom frowned. “Well, that won’t do. C’mon, let’s see what we can do to fix this.”
“I really just want a cuddle,” you said softly, the words sticking in your throat. You felt silly asking for affection, and you didn’t want Tom to have to do anything he didn’t want to, but you really just needed to feel him, to feel his skin and warmth and love.
“Oh, love, I can do that, no problem,” Tom said quickly. He stood up from the small sofa and grabbed your hand, and he tugged you back to the bedroom, settling down on the small bed and pulling you on top of him. You let out a heavy breath and nestled your head into his neck, and you felt the hot pinpricks of tears hitting your eyes.
“Could you…” you started. “Lay on top of me? I just need to feel your weight.”
“Are you sure?” Tom asked.
“It’ll be the best weighted blanket ever,” you told him. “Please, Tommy?”
After a moment of contemplation, Tom turned you on your back, and he settled himself over you, tangling your legs together, and he kissed your cheek as he settled down on you. His weight felt good, not crushing but just heavy enough, and you carded your fingers through his curls absently. He really was a good boyfriend, and you couldn’t help but squeeze your arms around his middle.
“Thank you,” you whispered.
“Of course, love,” Tom whispered. It was quiet then, only the sound of the television in the other room, competing for sound with the rain on the tin roof. It was so calm and comforting, so gentle and loving, and your heart burst at the feeling of Tom adjusting himself to lay more comfortably, his weight settling even further on you.
“I love you,” you whispered finally, and Tom hummed softly, pressing his lips softly to your neck.
“I love you too,” he whispered. “Does this make you feel better?”
“So much better,” you told him.”You’re amazing.”
“Ah, well,” Tom mumbled. “Just doing what a good boyfriend oughta do.”
#tom grant#tom grant x reader#joseph quinn#joseph quinn x reader#makeup 2019#tom grant x you#joseph quinn x you
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you are in love | 34. lee y/n, believe in yourself (written)
it was the morning of the snhs swim team's departure, and lee y/n sat by the kitchen counter staring blankly at her half-filled bowl of cereal. the girl was dressed in her team's tracksuit with a white shirt under the jacket, infamously known for being the prettiest merch from the school clubs. y/n had wonyoung to thank for that.
"that thing won't eat itself, unnie."
hyein sighed, taking the seat beside her older sister with her own bowl of cereal in her hands.
"what's wrong?"
silence filled the air for a solid minute. y/n's expression unchanged, she zipped down the jacket and sighed before taking a spoon of her cereal.
"what if i come back empty-handed?"
hyein's gaze shifted to the kitchen counter the two were eating on, her mind rushing to think of the best words to use to comfort her sister.
"i mean. this isn't my last shot at the national team, i know that. but i at least need scouts for college, and if i mess this up..."
hyein nodded to at least show y/n she was listening, before taking a deep breath, hand on her sister's shoulder.
"truth is, unnie, no one knows for sure what the results of these games are. and i wish i could travel in time to tell you so you'd feel better, but i can't. however, the one thing i am sure of is that you've practiced your best and worked your hardest, just like you always have, and that seemed to have brought good results, right?"
"yeah, i guess so."
"so believe in yourself, unnie. i'll believe in you twice as much in your place if you can't."
y/n nodded and hugged her sister from the side, the younger rubbing her back in comfort. "thank you. it's times like these where i forget you're younger."
"wise words, what can i say?"
the older of the two rolled her eyes, and the lee sisters went on with their breakfast, conversing until their bowls of cereal went empty. perfect enough timing for minji to show up at the door.
the school doesn't usually provide transport when it came to sending less delegates in competitions. in this case, only y/n, minji, and two other swimmers from junior year, qualified to compete. because of this, y/n and minji decided to go to the airport together, courtesy to minji's older brother for driving.
seeing y/n and hyein from the living room window, minji proceeded to step into the unlocked house, the same way she has for the past how-many years.
"y/n! we leave in 5 minutes, and hi hyein."
y/n rolled her eyes and stood up to roll her luggage and duffle bag outside the door to help minji's brother load it in the car. she came back inside for one final check before leaving the house for what'd probably be about 3 weeks. by the time she ensured she hadn't left a single thing, she turned around to debrief her sister.
"you're staying at jiwoo's right?"
"yup."
"lock the door when you leave."
"got it."
"and if you need help, call hanni or zuha-unnie."
"i know."
"and if it's really drastic call them then me, okay?"
"okay!"
"and i-"
"unnie!"
y/n chuckled and gave her sister one last hug before zipping up her jacket and stuffing her hands in the pockets.
"i know, i know... i'll miss you though, even if it's just like 3 weeks."
"gross. i'll miss my free wallet too."
"shut up, hyeni."
"hehe, good luck unnie! you too, minji-unnie. whatever happens, you'll make us and snhs proud."
and those were the exact words both minji and y/n needed before heading off to a competition representing not just their school, but their country, and most importantly, themselves.
masterlist. next.
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have u thot of osoeri as old geezers together, like 80s or so? theyd be so adorable hehe, still super crazy abt each other after all these years and causing a ruckus in the bingo room, erina is turning heads wherever she goes bc shes still wearing her iconic gyaru style n looks so fine😁🥰 (imagines oso scaring off other old men w his cane bc he saw them look at her cjbcksns) walking in the mall together for exercise in matching leopard print tracksuits and feeding pidgeons at the park! or maybe not :0! what do u think old osoeri would be up to?
AUGHHH YESSSS I HAVEEE I mean I have an au where they meet in their 40s-50s and fall in love later in life which I hold very dearly but that’s more middle aged— elderly osoeri is sooo cute I think you hit it nail on the head that they’d still be very goofy and childish and cause even more scenes because they’re old and care less about their consequences LOL
Erina in her 40s-50s had gotten a bit insecure and dressed less flashy getting older but when she becomes older older she gets back into dressing up all the way being a cutie old gyaru again <3 and Osomatsu is a lazy old man who mostly wears robes but yes they would def still wear couples clothes… they still chase each other around even if they’re slow and have weak hips… chewing each other with their gums.. life is slower there’s not much going on but they find something to do everyday with each other… taking walks and yes feeding the birdies and koi.. and if u thought Osomatsu was intense at mahjong back then he goes crazy gambling at the old folks home!!! A lot of handholding and wandering together..
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LW&Co Series Commentary - Ep 1: "This Will Be Us"
Here's the rewatch commentary that no one asked for! Take a shot every time I say "erasure". Context: my 2nd time watching the show, but first time post reading the books
Part: one, two, three, four & five, six, seven, eight
(Also additional context is that I've never seen the first half of this episode before)
The intro with the ghost lamp is sick?!
Lockwood's grin is on point, and I want to know whether it's a Cam thing or whether it's something he specifically worked on doing for Lockwood
*Lucy being terrified of the ghost falling down the stairs* *Lockwood laughinf* "it's not FUNNY"
Ooof not Lucy just having a panic attack the entire time when her mum signs her up as an apprentice
I'm super overdue a reread of TSS, I can't quite remember all the detail of it
E.g. in the series, Lucy vehemently doesn't want to be an agent but then I guess something changes when she gets into it and befriends Norrie? Or maybe not? It's just odd that she is terrified but then still moves to London to be an agent and I want to know if and when the switch to wanting to be one happened? Cause surely she could have run away and just gotten a normal job which may have even paid more regularly/better
OH I LOVE NORRIE
Damn, the mill was creepy. If they'd done the Fetch from THB I would have had nightmares for the rest of my life!
Would have liked to see Lucy's sisters etc. like the bit where she sees the ghost in the playing field after curfew as a child
It's kind of amusing how they have to almost over-dramatise everything to hook new viewers in or whatever
Ali nails George being really tired of seeing candidates, I love him
Where are the CRISPS in the high security storeroom?? Crisp erasure
I can guarantee the 2nd biggest fight Lockwood & Co have after Visitors is MOULD AND DAMP in a big old London house
I love trouserless George so much, because it portrays the vibe of book!George and his tracksuit bottoms being dangerously close to falling down which wouldn't have translated well without having Lucy's commentary
Also Ali's expressionless delivery is on point - presumably on first watch I might have thought he wasn't acting super well, but having read the books I now know he's doing George's unreadable expressions bang on
Yucky, who wears shoes in the house? (granted it's not all the time, but a missed opportunity for funky slippers)
Your honour he's IN LOVE (Lockwood)
Hehe the apple core
They're HOLDING EACH OTHER
Also love that you can tell Cam's had a fresh haircut in the Sheen Road scenes because it's not laying down flat yet
"You've broken the circle!" "Oops" is peak Lockwood
Also him yelling "bOrInG" and taunting the ghost
The ring had NO COBWEBS on it boooooooo cobweb erasure
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The Big RAD Jog-a-thon: chapter 1
pairings: Y/N x those gains
cw: exercise, capitalism
Diavolo stood at the end of the big ol' table in the student council meeting room after having called an emergency student council meeting. "I have bad news, everyone," he said, looking sadly at the ground. "We might have to shut down the school."
Everyone feigned shocked disappointment.
Diavolo sighed. "I know how much everyone here loves having to go to school every day, so I'm sorry. But I'm afraid our budget is running out. I am realizing now that it might not have been the best financial decision to add a third luxury golf course to the campus grounds."
"No, no, I think we need a fourth one," said Mammon.
"Shut the heaven up, Mammon," said Lucifer.
"No but really, why not just have a fundraisin’ event? Offer to put donors' names on a brick or somethin'. Rich people love gettin’ their names put on bricks.”
“Aww, but that’s no fun,” said Diavolo. “I know! Y/N was telling me about something they do in human schools called a ‘jog-a-thon.’ We should have one of those!” He then looked directly at you.
“Haha, yes!” said Diavolo, grinning merrily.
What, you thought your choices mattered in this game?
“I don’t know what that is, but it has the word ‘jog’ in it, so I’m going to veto this,” said Levi.
“Me too, I can’t let my fans see me all sweaty and tired,” said Asmo.
“I’d sooner kill myself than run laps,” said Belphie.
“I don’t want Belphie to kill himself,” said Beel.
“I’m so happy everyone is so enthusiastic about this,” said Diavolo. “Very well, we shall begin preparations for the very first Big RAD Jog-a-thon!”
The next day, everyone gathered at the third RAD golf course at 5AM sharp to practice for the jog-a-thon.
"Good morning, everyone! Great to see you up and at 'em!" said Diavolo way too cheerfully. He was wearing a bright red tracksuit, a whistle around his neck, and a baseball hat that said "COACH" across the front. Lucifer stood beside him, wearing the same tracksuit but in black.
The morning star cleared his throat. "We've temporarily repurposed one of the luxury golf courses on campus to serve as a cross-country running trail. Endurance is key when it comes to jog-a-thons, so to prepare, each of you will run three hundred laps around the marked path."
"Three hundred?!" Mammon hissed in disbelief.
"Is that not enough for you, Mammon? Perhaps I should raise it to four hundred."
"I don't think I could even run one lap lolol," said Levi.
"You can accomplish anything with enough school pride and friends by your side!" said Diavolo.
"You'll be running too, right Lucifer?" said Satan. "It's only fair."
"Diavolo and I are the coaches, so we will be following everyone in this golf cart to offer words of encouragement," Lucifer replied, though the look in his eyes seemed more threatening than encouraging.
"Aww, but I wanted to run," said Diavolo.
"If that's really what you desire, then I won't stop you," said Lucifer.
Meanwhile, Barbatos pushed a cart with a plastic orange jug and several styrofoam cups towards the group. "Salutations, everybody. I have prepared a special tea blend to help you stay hydrated and energized during practice," he said. "Please feel free to have a sip every time you complete a lap."
Before Barbatos could finish his sentence, however, Beelzebub had already guzzled down half the jug. "Mmm, delicious," he said, patting his stomach.
"Hey, leave some for the rest of us!" Asmo whined.
Barbatos furrowed his brows in irritation and restrained Beel with his magic. "Indeed, this tea is for everyone to share. No more until you actually finish a lap."
"Now then, is everyone ready to begin?" said Diavolo, holding a starter pistol up to the sky. "On your marks, get set, go! Hehe!"
~chaper 2 coming soon~
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anyway, here's my the mysterious benedict society s2e2 — 🧵
"pirates are just doing their jobs" sticky i love you
captain noland's speech just called my english skills a bitch, i legit got every other word T.T
love how constance's go-to cover story is ghosts, i legit have used this joke multiple times
the scene where the society first runs into the girls is so funny like? i'm not a sports girly by any means but the girls are wearing tracksuits that kate mistakes for cricket ones but sticky points out they have 'waterpolo' written on them but also their arm patches have a tetherball??? what sport are we playing? i also just noticed i've never actually seen a modern cricket uniform. i thought we all still dressed like we were in the early 20th century
constance being fulled to do work by the reward of food is so me
virgin canonball asking for permission to speak freely vs chad number two just going for it
me holding canonball: my baby my baby you are my baby
"my job is already in jeopardy. I feel the walls closing in on me" <- me at any minor inconvenience
me looking at the cloud classification (cumulus humilis) in the opening credits: oh sick ghost reference
i finally noticed number two's sequence has a map of luxembourg, place of birth maybe? but then again reynie's has portugal so maybe it's about language proficiency?? if i get number two speaking german or french i will get weak at the knees i swear to god
ms perumal being versed in the sciences but also the humanities is something than can be so special to me <3
is the blueberry the emergency? vote now on your phones
i can't believe they took number two's square! IT'S CLOTH WHAT IS SHE GONNA DO WITH A SQUARE OF FUCKING?! dark craig zeisk release the forbidden extended cut where number two strangles curtain with a 10x10 square of green plaid
how does he know she likes woodworking??? gay recognizes gay? regardless get away from her get a job
curtain talking about the subtlety of the kidnapping just makes me laugh because all i can think about is number two kicking and screaming her little heart out in the back of the taxi
number two, exploding curtain with her mind: "I. don't. want. your. tea."
JACKSON AND JILLSON MY GAY CHILDREN ARE HERE
"thank you for your trust :D" "oh, we don't trust you :|"
i love how kate never thought to knock on the rooms BEFORE trying to pick the lock. proof braincells go to bed sometimes
I AM CONSTANCE AND CONSTANCE IS ME
"healthy distance" i say as i ignore everyone around me
psychic children and now cannibalistic clowns?! this show has everything
the inverness is beautiful
god milligan is in full dad mode i love him he's so stressed
mr benedict immediate noticing the kid and stepping back, i'm fine
simultaneously laughing and retching after jackson and jillson speak in unison everytime
is that how 'devotes' is pronounced? or is it a separated word from 'devotees'?
jillson keeping her highsocks is so cute
"sebastian is from brazil" "brazil"
this actor's eyes and smile are so unsettling, he's so well casted
the houses remind me of eleanor's from the good place, not good
curtain bought actual bookshelves! with actual real books!! sucess!!!
love how, while number two worries about rhonda and milligan, mr benedict worries about the children and instantly knows they will try to come rescue them! none of the adults clocked them that fast. ugh i love him
"sweet suite" love
oh man nine books for nine occupants? wonder if it's symbolic or if i'm just reading (hehe) too much into it
i'm actually kind of scared of ceiling fans, fun fact
oh damn the sugar
as someone with anxiety, i'm formally diagnosing captain noland right now
true friendship illuminates? gay
"you feel too much. it will get us killed" i know she's joking but shut up constance i'm so scared right now! you shut up!
if you ever wondered how i speak english (second language) this scene with the team is exactly it
the way mr benedict rolls his eyes as number two starts on her healthy food talk is so funny. man's hear it a thousand times before
mr benedict's smile dropping so fast after the fit comment is a masterclass in acting. kristen's facial expressions continue to be the best. also find it interesting they changed it to "almost as sweet" in the latam sub
why is number two looking at mr benedict when there's a strange man all up in his face? wrong person number two!
love mr benedict blurting out spanish (half of 'hasta luego') instead of portuguese ('até logo') as sebastian says goodbye
*walter white vo* NOOO KATE NO DON'T LISTEN TO THEM NOOOO YOUR TECHNIQUE IS GONNA BE SHIT THEY ARE NOT REAL POLO PLAYERS KATEEEEE LISTEN TO ME KATEEE THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT
"we don't love labels" WE WHO YOU AREEEE FOR YOUR PRIDEEEEE
i like to think rhonda and ms perumal took shifts hearing milligan talk about fatherhood, girly in the back is dead to the world and ms perumal looks on her way to join her
"your faith in me is inspiring, number two, but I'm not an accomplished climber" "just do what i do. pretend you're an angry howler monkey and at the top of the fence is the person who stole your jackfruit" you are so weird and off putting, babygirl
THE WAY NUMBER TWO DOESN'T EVEN LOOK CONCERNED JUST DISAPPOINTED IM LOSING MY MIND ALSKJFHSHGS
SQ!!! MY SON! WHERE IS HE?!
"it's a defensive fence. we're protecting the vibe" ALKSHDGGHAJSDH
"i've tried to acknowledge my part in your pain" NOO NICHOLAS YOU DID NOTHING WRONG
"you are holding onto an outdated view of me" hate to say it but he's right. also what is he speaking like that?
so THAT'S what the tiktok girlies are doing
i'm going to beat the shit out of curtain
constance contrarie i love your brain
"cannonball, what do you know about home equity lines of credit?" save my man
"the greeks were terrible artists." SAY IT
this is censorship! let my girl bully reynie
well rip that married couple
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JASON'S NEW SUIT
Jason had been flicking through the second-hand rubber pages looking for a bargain. The idea was to subtly get a wardrobe together on the quiet, especially as most of the shops had been closed due to the pandemic. He clicked on one seller, who seemed to have all manner of gear for sale. Having messaged the seller a few times, and realizing that he lived a few steps away, he’d decided he’d go and pay him a visit himself.
When Jason reached the address, he was a bit nervous. He knew the seller had an online profile and had always marveled at how hot the rubber looked on him. As he was let into the block, he made his way to the seller’s flat. He could smell the horny scent of rubber and leather from in the hallway, and his cock started to twitch. “Hi, you must be Jason”
“Yes, you’re, um, Pig-Top yes?”
“Hahaha. Yeah, for now you can call me Steve”
As Jason ventured inside Steve’s flat, he was overwhelmed by the scent of the gear. He could see a sling set up in one badly lit room, and thought that Steve was obviously a keen pig.
“You said I could try some bits on”
“Sure mate, can I get you anything? Fancy a beer?”
“Bit early for me, but fuck it – we’re all furloughed so it won’t matter”
Steve smiled as he went into the kitchen, leaving Jason to take in the surroundings…
“Wow, you really do have a lot of gear”
“Yes, I do. I’d been running a series of online auctions to clear some of it. A lot of it belonged to my ex who is no longer with us”
“Sorry to hear that. How did he go if I may ask”
“Health issues mainly, which weren’t helpful when he picked up this bastard covid”
“Oh shit. Sorry to hear that”
“Well, we’d been a couple up until last year, but he left me this place in his will so I thought I’d let my fantasies take over and enjoy the new freedom”
“Gosh, sounds really hot. I’d love to be able to live like this”
Steve handed Jason the beer, which he took a swig of. It wasn’t a taste he recognized but found it refreshing nonetheless. “Right. What sort of thing were you after? A full suit yeah?”
“Yeah. Thought I’d take the plunge and just need to know how it fits and feels”
“Well, I have a few. Why don’t you strip off and we can see if anything fits”
Jason took no time in undressing. A bit flushed and light-headed, he was soon standing naked surrounded by a room of rubber gear. Mostly black, but with bits of yellow, red and brown detail on each outfit. Like a kid in a sweetshop, he didn’t know where to begin and picked up a yellow rubber full suit.
“Hehe. Piss pig, yes?”
“Well, um, I don’t know. I like the looks of it. But what it represents I never have tried piss”
“Oh Jason, you should. Nothing hornier than pissing on a guy and marking my territory”
Jason just nervously smiled at that remark and begun to slide himself into the outfit. Feeling a bit dizzy as the horniness of the moment and his increasing drunkenness(?) How come he was drunk with just one beer?
Steve helped Jason into the suit and soon Jason was looking like a true piss pig. His hard on was now very noticable. “I can see you’re agreeing with the suit judging by your cock”
“Um, yes. It’s very horny. I like it”
“You ever been pissed on, boy?”
Jason was taken aback, and this sudden change to being addressed to as ‘boy’ was starting to affect his mind. “Um, no. What’s it like?”
With that, Steve dropped his tracksuit bottoms to reveal he’d been wearing black rubber leggings beneath him. Jason suddenly felt very horny. “I’ll give you a glimpse boy. Kneel”
With that, a horny and confused Jason went to his knees and before he realized, Steve had fished his cock out and was aiming it at Jason’s face and let forth a stream in his directions. Jason felt as hard as ever as Steve pissed over him. This wasn’t how he usually behaved, but for some reason the horniness was overriding everything.
As Steve finished pissing, he bent down to Jason and kissed him. “There you go. Wasn’t so hard to turn you into a piss pig, was it?”
“Um, yeah. I guess not. That was hotter than I expected”
“Thought you’d like it boy. What about checking out some more gear for me?”
Jason was a little confused. He’d come here to buy some gear. Not a session. Especially not a session of new experiences.
“Um, yeah.” Jason admitted, “That was horny. I liked that”
“Thought so, boy. Here let me suggest an outfit you soon might never want to take off”
Jason smirked. He’d love to be in that situation. Living in gear seemed a hot prospect. Steve held up a black suit. “What about this one – I’m sure you’ll soon love it- Try it on”
Jason looked at the suit. It was black with a bit of yellow detailing. “Yeah, um, sure”
Steve lubed up the suit and knelt down to help Jason into it. “You’ll soon feel part of something in this, boy”
Again, Jason was finding all this too good to be true. Steve was a true pervert and a gentleman, and yet even when he’d pissed on Jason, it felt good to let this man take care of him.
As he slid his arms into the suit and adjusted himself, Jason was feeling hornier than ever.
“Ah yes boy. That looks fantastic. A true pig. Let me show you how you look”
Steve pulled out another mirror so Jason could see the whole of the suit. It was then when he noticed the biohazard symbol on the back. His cock instantly got firmer.
“Oh yeah, that looks great boy. You were made for that” Steve encouraged him.
“Um, yeah. It’s very horny but I’m not sure wearing this out would be wise. I’m not poz. I don’t know if I should…”
“Yeah, but look how hard your cock is boy” Steve pointed out.
This was true. Jason had never been harder. Something about wearing an outfit like this turned him on so much. Just as Jason was starting to think and feel dirtier thoughts, Steve removed his t-shirt to reveal a rubber top. It too, had a biohazard symbol on it.
It had the desired effect on Jason. Making him harder than ever.
“Looks like boy has an interest in the biohazard symbol, eh?”
Steve took Jason into the playroom so the pair of them could look at each other in better light, if anything. Steve had noticed Jason had finished his drink, which seeing as he’d slipped a pill in it, was good news – Jason, the boy was now his.
“Oh my boy. You don’t know how horny you look in that suit. I want to jump you”
“Thanks Steve. It’s true,” Jason acknowledged, “I didn’t think I’d feel this horny”
“Oh!” Steve responded, “I can get you hornier, boy”
And as he said that, Steve began to stroke Jason and the pair of them began to kiss again. Jason, somewhat amazed at his forwardness started to nuzzle at Steve’s body, nibbling his tits and – after Steve had passed him some poppers – was beginning to lick at and worship Steve’s biohazard symbol on his chest.
“Good boy. I think it’s about time you learned what joy this suit can give you”
Steve pushed an increasingly cooperative Jason towards the sling. Jason, for his part, pulled himself into the sling and got comfortable.
“Ever been fucked, boy?”
“A couple of times, but nothing special. Not in a sling anyway”
“Well, it’s turning into a day of firsts for you, isn’t it?”
Jason obliged and let himself get strapped in. Had he had his wits about him, he’d have got out of that sling and out of the flat sharpish. He’d been pissed on and was about to be fucked while wearing a biohazard symbol on his back. However, the idea of it was turning him on far more than the hope of escape did. As Steve secured Jason into the sling, he stuck more poppers up Jason’s nose. Knowing full well he’d got him exactly where he wanted him. Jason was starting to feel hornier than ever. Bucking his arse and now seemingly hungry for whatever Steve had planned. He then felt the zip being undone at his arse.
“Yes boy, by pissing on you I’d staked my claim on you. Marked my property. Now I’m going to help you earn this suit properly”
Jason was whirling in a state of horniness and wonder. Inside he knew that this wasn’t probably his wisest move, but he was in no state or position to change that now. Steve had started fingering an increasingly hungry Jason’s hole…
“Nice and tight. Let’s sort that out”
As Steve started to push his cock into Jason, he sensed a hesitation – the mix of trepidation and fear that he noticed in all his pigs. If anything, it was turning Steve on more.
“Yes boy, let me in. Accept your reward. A gift, even”
Jason was in ecstasy at this juncture. All reasonable thoughts and guards were abandoned now. He was getting rawfucked by a guy aka Pig Top, and the pair of them were wearing poz rubber gear. Quite honestly, He’d have run if he could. Too late now! His fate was being sealed now.
Steve worked his cock into Jason, striking up a rhythm almost.
“That’s it boy. Enjoy this. Savor every moment. I think you’ll soon realize what you really came here for”
Jason was all over the place. He didn’t want, or expect, this. He tried to resist.
Steve pressed even harder against his tight hole.
“Please… No… I don’t want… oh God” Jason yelled out as he felt Steve penetrating him.
“Relax boy. Boss knows what’s good for you. Boss is going to open your eyes and mind to a whole new world of pleasure. Tell me that you want it!”
Jason protested, “I… I don’t want to… argh oh god this feels so fantastic”
“Hee-hee. My poz precum is giving you the hunger you crave. Accept yourself. Accept your destiny”
“Oh yeah. Oh God. Fuck! Yes. Fuck meeee!”
“Good boy. Let Boss recycle you into a dirty toxic rubber pig”
“Fuck… yes… toxic… Oh god…What am I doing!”
“Tell me what you want boy” Steve goaded him on.
“Oh, God help me…I want this… Steve. Help!”
“I’m afraid Steve can’t be reached at the moment, but your new boss Top Pig is available. Boss knows what you want”
“Yes… Boss… It’s true. I feel so good”
“Good boy. Boss is going to help you become a true pig, boy. You need to beg your boss though”
“Please… boss… don’t argh. God, I feel so good.”
Steve stopped briefly to administer more poppers to Jason. And felt his forthcoming pig boy’s arse muscles clench hard on his cock.
“Yes boy. That’s the spirit. Now, tell me what you want”
“I want your cum, boss. Please. Feed me your cum!”
“Good boy, it’s toxic cum. It’s what you want! It’s what you so desperately need. And soon it will take you over, boy”
“Yes Boss. Give me… toxic cum! Fill me up with it!”
“You’re on the road to becoming a pozpig, boy. I’m off meds and have a good hit rate of knocking up boys like you. Boys who need direction. Boys who need recycling into pozpigs”
“Fuck yes Boss. Turn me into your pig, boss”
“What sort of pig?”
“A pozpig, boss. Give it to me”
“As you asked so nicely…”
Steve was breathing heavily and turned on, lasting a few moments until his toxic brew flooded Jason’s hole…
“FUCK YEAH”
“Oh fuck. Thank you, Boss. Thank you”
“Like that did you? I knew you would. Your cock has been straining against that codpiece. We’re all friends here now. How about I let that free for you?”
Steve unsnapped the rubber codpiece and Jason’s cock sprung free and still as hard as ever.
“What a tasty cock you have boy, why don’t you let boss help you milk out your last neg load as a reward”
Before Jason could protest, Steve was seductively making a show of sucking Jason’s cock. Looking up to Jason in throes of ecstasy. He had done the job he’d planned to do. Just as his eyes met Jason’s, Jason erupted inside Steve’s mouth and Steve gobbled every drop. He then moved up to Jason’s face, and fed Jason’s neg load back to him via a long kiss. Pausing for a while afterwards, Jason was left there lying in the sling.
Acclimatizing to his new predicament. “Oh God, what just happened!” Slightly panicking but also accepting what had occurred. Steve, or Boss, had tricked him good. But Boss had also opened his hole and mind and body to a new life.
When Boss returned to the room, he began to unstrap Jason from the sling. Not before slipping a plug into Jason’s used hole to “allow the gift to do its work.” As Jason got out of the sling, he knew that he’d turned a corner. The poz reprogramming began in earnest. He knew that he could quite possibly be poz already, and his cocked twitched at the thought. But also, he was fearful. He was a mess of contradictions. He’d arrived to buy some gear and had now been pissed on, poz fucked and now plugged with a toxic load incubating inside him.
“How do you feel pig boy?”
“I’m horny but also nervous and well, wasn’t expecting this”
“Ha-ha, it’s understandable. I’ve seen many lads like you before. Mentally adjusting to their new desires and forthcoming predicament. If you want, I’ll knock £50 off the suit if you feel you want it. I must say it’s a horny, perfect fit on you”
“Yeah, that’s cool. I think I might go for it. I mean, I’ve never felt so horny but also so wrong”
“Only to be expected, boy. If you want, you can take it off and you can have a shower and try to flush yourself out if you’re nervous and you can get some pills to try and stop the inevitable, but I don’t think you really want that, do you boy?”
“Um, no Boss. I… don’t”
“Good boy. The suit is yours if you want it. You can leave here now with it on and wank off about how horny and toxic you look. Or, I think I could probably tempt you into keeping it on a little longer and we can work more on your poz recruitment. I think you secretly want to become a poz brother, don’t you boy?”
Jason sensed that this could all be over and done with, but his new desires were beginning to overwhelm him. He walked over to his new Boss, knelt down and placed his cock into his mouth. After some sucking, he pulled away and saw his Boss smiling.
“Good boy. I knew you’d see sense. Let your Boss welcome you into the brotherhood”
…It was a few weeks later. Jason had undergone a change in more ways than one. At one point the very last thing he wanted to think about was what he’d done with Steve, or as he now referred to him, Boss.
As Boss had predicted, his toxic cum had done the deed. Jason had undergone his conversion, feeling as sick as a dog and full of regret one minute, and increasingly hard and horny the next. He knew it had happened. He knew he’d converted, and the results from the home test kit had confirmed it, and as he acclimatized to his new predicament, and as Boss had predicted, he was growing into his new, true form.
Jason had stayed off the dating sites during this time, only checking in occasionally to wank off to some of the ‘never’ and ‘needs discussion’ profiles. It was evident that ‘safe’ was no longer an option or held any appeal for Jason now.
Then late one Friday afternoon he received a message. At first, he didn’t recognize the name, then when he went into the private gallery, he immediately knew it was Steve.
“Oink pig”
“Oink Boss”
“How you been keeping?”
“Not so good lately, but now feeling better and hornier. I think you might’ve done the trick”
“Nice one. How does it feel?”
“It was rough but now I feel constantly horny. Is this the brotherhood?”
“Hehe. Yes boy. It sounds like your application for membership has been successful”
“I didn’t expect it to feel like this. I just want to get out there now”
“You not gone out yet to celebrate?”
“No, part of me wants too, obviously”
“Why don’t you come over, boy?”
Jason sweated. Of course, he wanted to do this. He knew he had to. He hesitated at first and then…
“Sure, when you free?”
Jason’s cock stirred at the idea, arranging a future date with Boss and…
“I’m free now. Bring that suit. Or better still, gear up and cab over with it on”
Jason got harder at the idea
“Okay, sure”
“That’s my boy. You know Boss wants you. I want to welcome my new brother”
It took all the strength Jason had not to explode at that last message. ‘Brother’. That’s what he was now. A brother.
Jason excitedly went off and retrieved the sports bag under his bed and unlocked the padlock. There it was – the suit that had caused this new rebirth. He pulled it out, lubed it and slid into its welcoming constriction. He then fired up his cab app, and booked his trip and put a tracksuit on over his rubber fuck suit.
As the cab made its way across town to Steve’s flat, Jason felt a renewed excitement. The nervousness of his previous visit a distant memory. Steve had given him the code to let himself in, and the sweat building in his suit gave him a shiver as he walked up the stairs. What had begun as an opportunity to get some cheap rubber had now led him down this path. After Steve had first fucked him, he spent most of the next day with him, discovering the pleasures of raw sex. All during that session, Steve had been certain to breed Jason three more times and the memory of that weekend had been keeping him horny throughout the last few weeks. Even when he was at his lowest ebb, the pics that Steve had sent him of that time – of Jason in the sling, or posing in his biohazard gear, and trying on other pieces – were enough to turn him on.
However, this time, Jason was now Steve’s equal. A newly converted and confirmed poz pig. And now it was time for a rematch.
Jason let himself into Steve’s flat. Again, it was tastefully lit and Jason now knew his way around it.
“I’m in here” Steve called out.
Jason wandered down the hallway towards the playroom, and as he entered, his eyes were greeted with the sight of Steve lying in his sling wearing his black rubber fuck suit with a yellow biohazard detail on his chest. He was smoking weed and broke into a broad grin as Jason stepped into his eyeline. Jason unzipped his tracksuit and threw it into the corner. Jason slipped on the waders that were waiting for him, to the delight of Steve.
“Oh, look at you, my beautiful brother. Come here.”
Jason stepped towards Steve in the sling who removed the spliff from his mouth, and received a blowback when their lips met and kissed.
Jason instantly relaxed, his horniness showing no sign of abating.
“Here, strap me in brother” Steve requested.
And Jason secured Steve’s legs and wrists into the loops of the sling, to the eternally grinning Steve’s delight.
“How do you feel, Boy?”
“Fucking horny, Boss”
“Good boy. I have waited for this moment. The cycle to complete. You’re one of us now, brother. I took your last neg load boy, and so it’s time to reward me and thank your boss with your first toxic fuck.”
“Yes, brother”
Jason surveyed the scene. The man who’d converted him – the predator – was now his prey. It was only fair and right to thank him.
“I bet you’re nice and fucking toxic now, pig. My seed has done the job. I’ve recycled you into what you were always destined to be, my brother.”
“Yes boss…”
“Oh no, we’re equals now boy. We’re brothers. Pass that amyl and hoof it down. I want your poz cock in me brother”
Steve unzipped and freed his hardening meat, and took a few blasts on the poppers. The scene now had clarity; the rubber felt better than it had ever felt on him. He leant down and unzipped Steve’s rubber at the crotch, exposing his toxic cock. The thing that had rebirthed into this – a poz pig, a brother.
“Fuck yes brother. Breed me brother. Reward me with your toxic seed”
It was enough to send Jason over the edge, but in the poppered haze, he positioned himself at Steve’s hole and worked his cock in.
“Ah yeah. That’s it. Feels beautiful, doesn’t it?”
“Yes brother” – Jason was getting into the spirit of the occasion now – “let me flood your hole with my toxic seed.”
“Fucking yes, brother. Reward me, my creation”
It didn’t take long for Jason to build up a rhythm. Inside his now rewired mind he somehow knew how perfect and right this felt. To be a pozpig. A brother. He was doing what his was now destined to do. He had acquired skills he never knew he had during that fuck. Freeing Steve’s hard cock, equaling Steve’s poz chat. It was like he was a natural.
Before long Jason knew he was close, his frantic fucking of this man, his poz brother, was such a turn on that it wasn’t long before he blasted his toxic brew into Steve. Gasping, horny and feeling somehow right.
Steve had moaned like a bitch all during this time, and inwardly congratulated himself for what he’d created. Jason fell onto Steve’s body and the two kissed passionately. The bond they’d formed and this moment was everything.
As Jason stood up, he began to unstrap Steve from the sling, and Steve slid his way out of the seat and stood face to face with Jason and kissed again.
“Thank you, my brother. Thank you for rewarding your maker. Your recruitment has been a success.”
Jason, a little cockily, then stared into Steve’s eyes and said “Kneel”
Steve grinned again, “With pleasure” and fell down to his knees and started to suck on Jason’s poz cock. As Steve finished cleaning, he stood up again and kissed Jason again. As the two engaged in a passion that Jason had never known, Steve pulled away from Jason, and moved him towards and into the sling.
“Now it’s your turn brother.”
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RATING LIGHT YAGAMI'S OUTFITS pt. 3
from the colored manga. bc you might need it in this hell of new year (part 1, part 2)
popular boy thinks about murder all day outfit. i like this one!! gosh, if only i can pull this outfit as good as he did. but let's be real here no one can ate this basic and boring outfit up like light yagami. he's just iconic like that. 9.5/10
lightplottin.jpg outfit. this outfit looks like L's lol. i love when light wears white sweatshirts bc i'd be like "hehe L". anyway, this man really love layers huh. if only he lived long enough to enjoy today's fashion. makes me feel like he's that type of person who'd tell you to wear a shirt underneath your sweater. 7.5/10
bury your weapon outfit. man. light yagami in tracksuits are just the best shit ever. black, too. not many paople can rock tracksuits as good as him. this one? hell yes. also i noticed in another panel that he's wearing an air force 1 instead of his regular shoes. he left no crumbs. 9.8/10
kira? in me? it's more likely than you think outfit. sorry about the title, i can't help it. he should wear this outfit for his oscar acceptance. it's not much going on other than drama and lies. 5.7/10
confinement outfit. it's a look. for being imprisoned, it is. and he's light yagami, too. so. 6.8/10
mock execution outfit. it's not like he can style it the way he like to wear clothes. he just got out of prison afterall. it looks like it's not his shirt lol. 1.6/10
punch your bestie outfit. ok but this look? this zipped shirt? the little stripes? it's good. though he had never worn something like this before. it makes me wonder if it's that kind of clothes in your closet that you don't like/don't fit your style but them your parent (in this case soichiro) pack it for you so you have to wear iy. does that make sense??? 8.2/10
working boy outfit. really basic. he pratically blends into the room and L. not much impression other than that tbh. this is like the popular boy outfit on top but like...less cool version. sorry. 4.5/10
gud boy outfit. colored manga, hey, what's up with that purple? i mean i always see it as grey/black instead of purple ngl but yeah. not a huge fan. 3.8/10
smart boy outfit. ngl i forget what he was doing during in this outfit, but it's pretty crucial. so let me name it that okay. i can almost feel the texture of this sweater and i don't like it! it feels kinda uncomfy. at least for me. not much comment other than that. 3/10
#yall pls dont get bored yet we have a long way to go 😭#death note#light yagami#light outfit rating#i feel like the last shirt and the zipper shirt are the ones that soichiro packed but light doesnt like that much
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Snakes, kitchen disasters and weddings: Eternal Love episodes 11 - 15
A lot of character development in five episodes so let’s jump straight into it.
I ship Zhe Yan and Bai Qian’s brother (Bai Zhen, I keep forgetting his name). I'm having headcanons...
I’m trying to keep my hate for Dijun/Fengjiu under control but ugh... When he said this line my mind went straight there and now my skin is crawling. So f*cking creepy.
Li Jing is back! Still sulking but wearing a lovely Adidas tracksuit. Jk lol. Seriously now, who the hell thought this fabric was a good choice for a period costume???
Fengjiu wants to know all the tea on Heavenly Realm and chats with Dijun’s personal attendant while Dijun walks ahead.
I can’t explain why I find Batman slash sugar glider Ye Hua so funny. Something about people flying in giant impractical robes is hilarious to me.
In the Mortal Realm, Ye Hua transforms into a giant snake dragon to kill the qilin beast and destroy some innocent peasants’ market stands. He gets hurts in snake form and is found by none other than Bai Qian, who’s now hoarding small animals in her hut. She tries to tend to him the best she can but Ye Hua is a posh snake. I love snake!Ye Hua interactions with Bai Qian.
Li Jing’s sister drops by the Mortal Realm in time to see a scummy salesman harassing Bai Qian for her magical fan. She kicks the man’s ass and Bai Qian gives her the fan as appreciation. Li Jing’s sister notes that Bai Qian looks like a man she once fancied (lol).
Bai Qian sleeps (ONLY SLEEPS, OK? YOU DIRTY MINDS!) with Ye Hua and doesn’t notice she’s hugging a man and not a snake. Ok, then. More importantly: MARK CHAO SMILED!!!! He can smile!!!!
Fengjiu enters the palace as a maid to approach Dijun and pay her debt. Dilireba looks gorgeous.
Bai Qian is accused of being a witch by the fan man for carrying a black snake. Ye Hua transforms into a dragon and teaches him a lesson. Back in the Heavenly Realm he asks his uncle for some seduction tricks. He decides to pretend to be injured and it works like a charm. Ye Hua finally shows some emotions and I fell for him. Could it be because Mark Chao showed his bloody chest? Hehe.
Ye Hua asks Bai Qian’s name but she can’t remember jackshit. He names her Su Su and she seems to like it. I’ll therefore call her Su Su while she’s in Mortal Realm.
A romance is blooming and now I know why so many people like Mark Chao. He’s not idol handsome but good lord... he’s so f*cking sexy. I’m sold.
Li Jing drops by the Mortal Realm as soon as he hears about the possibility of Si Yin being there. He doesn’t find her but meets Ye Hua instead.
Fengjiu is still trying to get close to Dijun with a little help from his assistant (who now I know it’s somewhat important but I’ll still call him assistant). I love Third Uncle’s love counseling.
Ye Hua proposes to Su Su and I hyperventilated in this scene, my friends. #where_is_my_ye_hua
They have a small ceremony and it’s beautiful. Red is Yang Mi’s color. They share a passionate kiss (for cdrama standards) and do the deed. Nothing is shown except clothes falling to the floor.
Li Jing’s sister schemes with Xuan Nu to free her other brother from whatever hell prison Li Jing locked him in. Xuan Nu wears Si Yin’s clothes to distract Li Jing and maybe get pregnant. He’s hella drunk and doesn’t realize he’s not kissing the real Si Yin.
Su Su almost burns down her hut trying to cook a chicken and Ye Hua uses his supernatural powers to put out the fire. Su Su wonders if he’s a monster, or even the Qilin Beast, but stays with him. Ye Hua assures her that he’s just a mortal with some sick moves.
God, I give up doing this... I hate myself for even starting this recap thing.
Politicking, politicking, politicking... Su Jin looks so much like Dakota Fanning in this scene.
Fengjiu’s true identity is exposed, Dijun is a c*nt to her, Ye Hua disappears from the Mortal Realm because he’s summoned in the Heavenly Realm, among other things.
The plot thickens and my ability to write wanes. This might be the last recap but rest assured I’ll absolutely finish this delicious drama.
#text#三生三世十里桃花#Three Lives Three Worlds Ten Miles of Peach Blossom#Eternal Love#Yang Mi#Zhao Youting#Mark Chao#Zhang Binbin#cdrama
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Hi!! What kind if couple items do you think sf9 would have with their partner? 🥺
Hii!! hmm
Youngbin- I don’t see him as matching items kind of person but would let you wear his sweatshirts and shirts
Inseong- I think rings, or phone cases!
Jaeyoon- another matching rings person
Dawon- hmm doesnt strike me as a matching items kind of person but would spoil you and buy you so many things... maybe matching sneakers
Rowoon- don’t see him as a matching items person either since he seems like a private person who’s worried abt anyone trying to spy on his love life but possibly matching wallets or keychains
Juho- matching tracksuits and pyjamas! maybe slippers too
Yoo Taeyang- matching bracelets! matching beanies, matching rings, matching griptoks!! would want to colour coordinate too when you hang out together hehe
Hwiyoung- matching tattoos, matching rings
Chani- matching necklaces!
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Give us the list of gifts!! I’m curious to know what they would give,,
You got it chief!
(Sorry this is a tad late, life has been kicking my butt lately-)
• Chiaki- probably a game or something like that. Most likely a multiplayer, and a promise for the two of them to play it together sometime. She might bring his switch or smth if she knows he'll be there a long time and get bored.
• Hajime- his underwear unlike everyone else, a relatively normal gift, like chocolates or something. they're orange flavoured He'd probably also be the one bringing him general stuff, like a change of clothes and all that.
• Nagito- also his underwear honestly, Nagito is one rich hoe so you know whatever he brings is going to be extremely high quality (especially for his beloved symbol of hope!). It's mentioned in UDG that Makoto likes trendy things, so maybe something he knows Makoto's had his eye on for a while now, but couldn't quite afford.
• Peko- honestly, Peko has zero experience in gift-giving, and probably turns to Fuyuhiko for help. Little does she know, he also has no fucking clue-
• Fuyuhiko- the guy has no idea how to give casual gifts. Makoto just wakes up one day and there's a newly crafted authentic sword embellished with the Kuzuryu clan name lying in the corner wrapped in silk, and he's just like... 'thanks... ig-'
• Jokes aside, he'd probably give him a nice watch or suit- guy's gotta look good when he confronts his rivals attends school.
• Nekomaru- hmm. He's a pretty sporty person, so maybe a tracksuit or gym clothes? Or no- maybe a nice planner/to do list to scribble in. (To Makoto's surprise, it's actually very pretty, and even handmade!)
• Akane- we all know the way to Akane's heart, and it's food- she'd probably bring him a lot of snacks and stuff, especially whatever's his favourite (maybe a bit too much... well, it's not like he minds sharing. Although, maybe that was her plan all along...)
• Ibuki- she'd bring along some CDs and music he likes/she thinks he'd like. It's the perfect opportunity to get him to listen to some of her reccomendations! Also, here's a cute idea- she brings her guitar and sings to/with him in his room.
• Mikan- Mikan is most likely the one actually looking after Makoto, but I guess if she'd had to gift something, it might be some cute stationary? (*looks at Mr stapler-*). I feel like she'd want to give something handmade, like cookies, but she's a bit clumsy and wouldn't be able to make it.
• Teruteru- ok teruteru would DEFINITELY give homemade snacks and stuff. He'd for sure insist on making Makoto's meals (in exchange for helping him with uh... changing his bandages-)
• Sonia- she might realise that Makoto is likely to get bored, and leave him some of her favourite reading material (unfortunately for him, said material is occult magazines, the current issue of which is centred upon a haunting at a hospital... he doesn't sleep well that night-)
• Gundham- isn't it sweet to imagine Gundham might actually leave one of his animal friends to keep Makoto company (even moreso if it's one of the Dark Devas- ahhh that level of trust)- or as he'd say, to "keep watch over him".
• Hiyoko- knowing Hiyoko, she'd probably leave a LOT of sweets. Most likely the traditional japanese kind too, though, there's a fair share of gummies and chewy sweets too.
• Mahiru- she has quite an eye for pretty things, so I think she'd leave some rather nice flowers, maybe in resin, like a bookmark or table decoration. Or, maybe she'd leave some polaroids to remind him of how much they all appreciate him.
• Kazuichi- a television. But not the hospital kind, oh no, this one he built specially for his bud. And maybe some other little gadgets here and there. (Also some coconut water, cause, he just likes it man-)
• Twogami- he'd.. probably copy Byakuya tbh *wheeze*
• Ryouta- a copy of a particular anime that he knows Makoto will like/cheer him up (I'm looking at you, *insert your favourite comfort anime series/movie here*)
Class 78
• Byakuya- knowing this guy, he'll buy whatever's expensive- he might even leave some of that pricey coffee because he "cant stand to see Makoto drinking that commoner crap anymore-" (insert that scene from ouran high school host club here-). Although... i cant remember but i think it was mentioned that he likes flowers? He might leave those.
• Kyoko- she actually likes some pretty feminine things, like perfume and cherry blossoms. I can see her leaving one of those really nice pens/journals. Or a set of some nice lotions/stuff like that.
• Aoi- donuts, duh. (She really likes cute stuff too, so maybe some adorable erasers!)
• Sakura- don't let her appearance as a wannabe jojo character fool you! she likes some delicate things. She might leave a rather beautiful charm, as a token of her friendship. Due to her practicality, I can also see her leaving vitamins and health supplements to make sure Makoto recovers quick!
• Yasuhiro- he's pretty superstitious, so alongside some nice scented candles (pine tree and summer berries, to be specific, to match Makoto's 'vibes') to clear the air, he'd leave some good luck charms to keep away any um- 'ill-intentioned spirits'.
• Toko- she definitely likes receiving very girly gifts, but I don't know if she'd feel very secure about giving them? Maybe she'd give him a signed copy of one of her books- maybe even a personal one she wasn't really planning on publishing...
• Genocide Jill (or however you call her idk)- JILL PUT DOWN THE SCISSORS- JILL- N O-
• she gave him a coupon for a haircut. That's... considerate (he'll let his hair grow to his feet before he lets her scissors anywhere near his neck-)
• Hifumi- 'please,,, please let this be a normal, completely safe for work piece of storytelling', Makoto thinks, as he opens the doujinshi, already perturbed by the... *ahem* somewhat suggestive cover.
(It is not safe for work)
• Celeste- a rather aesthetic pair of red and black glittery dice, and playing cards. (He finds that the dice are loaded and the cards are slightly uneven). I also like to think she might leave him some high quality tea and a set- (as a tea lover myself I'd definitely appreciate that as a gift hehe)
• Chihiro- they also like cute things! They'd definitely leave a totally adorable set of charms or something (I'm thinking of those ones that you'd hang from your phone), or pretty flower stickers for a laptop. Maybe a handmade gift too!
• Kiyotaka- he's that guy who brings the homework most likely something practical, like a scarf or coasters, y'know, that kind of stuff?
• Mondo- an entire motorcycle maybe- maybe just a leather jacket for now...
• Sayaka- he likes pop music, and I'd imagine he likes hers too (maybe not as much as his sister tho adjajsaisb-). She'd give him an album of covers she'd made, since she knows he likes her voice- all his favourite songs.
• Leon- a signed baseball. Makoto's the only one he's confided in about wanting to go back to baseball about, so he gives him a signed one as a token of appreciation.
• Mukuro- a confession letter. Mukuro has no idea what to give. Her love language is bullets and weapons and oh wait a minute.
• "Is... is this an actual gun-?"
• Junko- chocolates. Yup. That's it. They're just chocolates. Promise. 100% dairy-filled, ethically produced, got-em-on-sale chocolates.
• (And they may or may not be lined with Carolina reaper pepper extract-)
Bonus:
• Izuru- literally all of these but handmade and 200 times better because he's an actual god-
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🍒 CHERRY BOMB INBOX MESSAGES 🍒
First of all, I just wanted to say thank you so much for all the love and support with Cherry Bomb 🥺 It was sooo fun to write and I can’t believe I wrote a 20 chapter series off of a drabble 😳 I think it’s the longest thing I’ve ever written tbh! It’s been a long time goal for me to start and finish a longer series so I’m glad I ended 2020 with CB 😭💕 This is gonna be long and under a cut ‘cause I’ll be answering all of your CB related q’s and delving into some alt storylines/future ideas I thought of too~ Let’s get started! 💕
*named anons are included in this inbox roundup~
Nooooo omg 😭💕 I’m always struggling with my grammar and sentence structure and I know I use semicolons so much(they should’ve named the damn album off of me with how fuckin much I use the damn thing ☠️) but thank you!💕 I try!! I love writing koo as some snarky lil shit, its so fitting of him LOL I also wanted to write him in more, like, there WAS a draft where he was actually called in to help film but I tossed it in the end cause I was like mmm is that too fast? I def wanna include him in future spin off works tho, I think he deserves to be a lil shit for a while longer dkfjhkdsjh 🤣🤣
😗💕 someone had to be it hehehehehehe I toggled with the idea of who it should've been for like a whole week but I was like... u know who would suit being an eccentric CEO? Soonyoung ☠️ LOL I also toyed with the idea of the other members working under him too but unfortunately I started writing it out as them not all knowing each other 😩
Thank you and happy new year as well!💕 I’m glad it was funny cause I meant for it to be funny! 🥰 I didn’t want to end it on a super serious note or anything cause tbh the alt ending was a lot more boring than this and there was also another alt ending where they did one final camshow and stopped filming for good but I was like,,,,, no I dont wanna end it on a ‘sad’ note ykwim? I wanted to leave it open ended just in case I wanted to write spin offs(which I do ☠️)
THANK YOU AND YES! 😌 To go off of the last little section I wrote, I wanted to do spin offs kinda in the same au with the other members(👀) where soonyoung scopes for other potential talent! ykwim? they gotta pay their student loans somehow 😏 that blurb I wrote a long time ago of seokmin being a camboy also comes back to mind and I'd like to somehow bring it back into this au a little hehe 💕 also with mingyu, minghao and wonwoo’s love for filming and taking photos I was like,,, there is a lot to work with here and I rly dont want to end it completely ☠️
Thank you! 💕 Omg I was SOOOOOO tempted to throw a horanghae in there ☠️☠️☠️ but can you imagine going to that first meeting and expecting CEO soonyoung in a neatly pressed suit all serious and ready to sign papers but in reality its just him in a tiger print tracksuit with a stack of papers he had to print off thrice bc he lost them DJKFHKSDH
He got his revenge in chapter 20 hehe he rly said, NOT TODAY YALL 😈 heheheheheheh
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