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emotionallychargedtowel · 3 months

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Why hello! I don’t see why we can’t keep the Top 5 trend alive in the new year so…

From one chronic rewatcher to another, what are your top 5 most rewatched scenes?

Sorry this took so long, @wen-kexing-apologist! I'm just now getting back to posting a bit more regularly after the holidays got me totally off track, and this question brought up a lot of Thoughts so I've been chipping away at it for weeks.

So, um, this is the best question ever. Except it’s the meanest question ever, because I'm terrible at choosing between things like this.

I am a massive rewatcher, whether you’re talking about whole series, episodes, or scenes. Scenes especially. Why watch an entire thing when you can go right for the best part/s and watch them over and over? This is also one of the reasons I have way too many gifs saved on my phone.

I thought about coming up with a list that was based more on what would make a good post, and/or what would make me look less uncool, than what I actually rewatch the most. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. I wanted to be honest instead. So at the risk of seeming even more like an Utsukare obsessive and overall one-trick pony, I'm going to talk about the five scenes I think I've actually rewatched the most, even though four of them are from my perennial obsession.

The four Utsukushii Kare scenes are in the order they occur in the series, not from most rewatched to least. Then I'll talk about a fifth scene from another series that I've been pretty vocal about appreciating, and I'll mention some runners-up.

“who do you like, him or me?”

If gif posts are any indication—gifs are the smallest increment of rewatching, after all—some of my favorite scenes to rewatch aren’t that popular with other rewatchers. This one gets gif’ed, sure, as you can see. But it's not as popular a choice for this kind of treatment as a lot of other Utsukare scenes.

There are a few reasons this one is a favorite of mine. One is that I tend to like some jealousy in my romance. I have my theories about why it’s so appealing to me specifically, but I’m not entirely sure how to explain it. I also love a good aggressive shirt-grab. (Utsukare certainly delivers these regularly.) But the main reason I keep coming back to this moment is that in just a few sentences, a bunch of character development happens. Well, I guess it would be more correct to call it character revelation. This is the first time we really see this side of Kiyoi, and in that respect, it foreshadows the big perspective shift that’s just around the corner. The viewer picks up a lot of hints that Kiyoi has feelings for Hira prior to this point (even if Hira remains stubbornly oblivious to them). We’ve even seen Kiyoi kiss Hira already (even if he did push him to the ground a split second later). But this is the first time we see such direct evidence of the strength of his feelings for Hira. Kiyoi is so unguarded for this brief moment. The mask slips and what’s underneath is total desperation.

Hira, of course, misses the real meaning of what Kiyoi is saying despite how obvious it is. Which means it's also the viewers’ first indication of how intensely Hira clings to his favored view of reality in the face of evidence to the contrary.

"sorry I like you"

This is another scene where so much is happening in a short span, all because Kiyoi got desperate enough to talk about all of the unspoken bullshit between him and Hira. As usual, Hira doesn’t get it. But he might be starting to.

This scene is pretty rough watching in some ways. When this episode first aired and it ended with this scene followed by each of them on their own and feeling terrible, I was a bit of a mess. It was silly of me to worry. There were plenty of favorable signs in the preview for the finale. I knew the novels had a happy ending. But it was just so sad and so real that it got to me anyway. But I also enjoyed it, because for an obsessive analyzer like myself, seeing these important relationship dynamics finally come to the surface in such concentrated form was fascinating. It was also a relief to see things out in the open.

Both leads turn in such great performances here. Yagi Yusei really steps up. It’s even more impressive given his relative lack of acting experience. His performance is so raw and affecting. If he had been less vulnerable, Kiyoi’s point about how contradictory Hira’s actions and statements are could seem like a kind of “gotcha” moment designed to win an argument--like he was pointing out that Hira was hypocritical in a bid to score points. Instead, Yagi shows viewers how deeply being caught in this double bind with Hira has hurt Kiyoi.

Hagiwara Riku, in contrast, portrays Hira as so confused that he’s basically dissociated. Hira has a really strong tendency to see the world in whatever way suits him, regardless of the truth. Kiyoi’s words force Hira to set his usual narrative aside and see how much clinging to it is hurting the person he claims to love, and it throws him off to such an extent that he seems to be experiencing a form of psychomotor slowing. He looks like he’s moving through molasses. He can’t form sentences, or at times, even words. His normally expressive eyes seem like they’ve shrunk to half their normal size. He’s really come unmoored, and it shows. The more I think about Hagiwara’s work in this scene the more impressed I am by the insight and physical control he had to bring to bear in order for it to work.

Of course, if I watched this scene on its own habitually, this level of blorbo distress might take a toll on my mental health. Which is why I usually follow it up with…

"I'm not going to kiss you for a while"

I’m busting out the bullet points for this one because otherwise it might take me all day.

This scene works on so many levels!

Well, the main ones are:

Relationship progress! Character growth!

The whole kiss fakeout thing is hot

Hira gets some payback and frankly, he deserves it

The other highlights for me are:

Even after repeated viewings and knowing very well what happened in the story, I still feel kind of relieved to see that Kiyoi came back, especially right after rewatching the scene prior to this one.

When Kiyoi asks Hira why he thinks he came home and he says, “to punch me?" he does it in the most weirdly cute way.

Kiyoi’s absolutely lethal snotty face/voice when he response to the possibility of punching Hira with “maybe” is so perfect that it's hard not to think that Hira might have a point about this whole King deal.

Hira apologizes and it’s actually sincere and not just some knee-jerk bullshit.

The way Hira closes his eyes and waits for Kiyoi to smack him is a rare case of him actually letting go and putting himself in Kiyoi’s hands instead of his usual topping-from-the-bottom thing.

More about the kiss fakeout:

Hagiwara does a great job of telegraphing Hira’s expectant response. In scenes where two characters are going to kiss but get interrupted, it's not uncommon to see a kind of hesitation or other subtle signal that the actor knows the kiss isn't going to happen. But there's none of that here. Hagiwara even does this sort of gulp/swallow thing like he thinks the kiss is going to start any moment. When the kiss doesn't materialize, he nails an absolutely pitifiul sad puppy expression.

Kiyoi’s vulnerable voice and facial expression when he explains about the kissing boundary thing is so sincere and cute. Could he be any more different from season 1 episode 1 Kiyoi?

I’ve written about how the no-kissing-until-Hira-takes-Kiyoi-seriously policy might seem like a controlling move or an inappropriate ultimatum to some viewers but it actually better resembles what Harriet Lerner calls a “bottom line,” resulting in a boundary that is not only justifiable but downright healthy…or almost healthy, at least. It's a bit on the extreme side, and the fakeout part remains a little mean. But they're understandable given what Hira has put Kiyoi through.

Here's my s2e4 writeup that includes that discussion:

“sorry, Kiyoi”

So, I’ve already written quite a bit about this scene. In one instance, I wrote a propaganda blurb when it was in bl brackets’s kiss bracket.

Here's the original blurb I wrote for @bl-bracket when I nominated the scene, as used in the post where people voted:

Hira and Kiyoi Final Kiss: "It’s an important plot point (because Kiyoi has said he won’t kiss Hira until he stops putting him on a pedestal and now Hira is making progress on that front, and because Hira hasn’t initiated physical stuff in the past, and initiating is itself a way of treating Kiyoi more like an equal). It’s also just a really well-acted and effectively shot kiss, and as a result it communicates so much about the characters and shows a side of their relationship not portrayed elsewhere in the show. And of course, it’s super hot. That includes the kind of weird but suggestive details that are typical of the show, like Hira passing candy/candy spit to Kiyoi through the kiss and then switching into this really distinct sexy voice that makes it sound almost as if he’s changing personalities."

And here's an additional, longer propaganda post I wrote to lobby for votes:

One of the points I tried to make in that post about why this scene is special was that it really does represent a leap forward in how both leads portrayed intimacy in this series. Prior to this scene, viewers had seen a dead fish kiss on graduation day, a more intense makeout situation in the season 1 finale that was shot so impressionistically that it was often hard to tell exactly what the actors were doing, and some interrupted kisses earlier in season 2. And then this happened. Here's a quote from what I wrote previously:

Personally, despite being a fan of both actors and thinking they did amazing work on the series, until I saw this scene I really didn't know if they had it in them, if they could actually pull off something that felt real. But they brought it. They're not holding back. As opposed to more stylized kisses you see in BLs and other romance dramas sometimes, I found it very naturalistic, like the way a couple of real kids in their early 20s would kiss.

So, yeah. I thought it showed real growth on the part of the actors as individuals and as a pairing/team.

This scene also caused me to dig deeper, with the help of some very knowledgeable mutuals, into what “persistent” and “cute” mean in a sexual context in Japan. My main post about that is below.

Noticing Hagiwara's use of Hira's "persistent voice" also helped me to notice something else when I checked out his other work, and that is that he often uses his voice in very different ways in different roles. I recently watched a drama he did before Utsukare and I was struck by this all over again. Again, it shows a really impressive degree of control.

And now, for our one non-Utsukare scene in the top 5:

"I'm trying to seduce you"

I also wrote a nomination blurb about this scene for the kiss bracket. (If you're seeing a pattern here, well, yeah, it's a pattern.) The original voting post here but I'll go ahead and quote it in its entirety since it's pretty short.

This kiss is ridiculously hot and is a culmination of so much that’s been simmering beneath the surface for the entire show up to that point. Togawa has been pining so hard for Nozue for so long that when Nozue gives him a glimmer of hope and then tries to leave, everything he’s been bottling up comes surging out. Kimura Tatsunari exudes a level of desperate lustfulness in this scene that’s as intense as anything I’ve seen in any genre. We’re all familiar with the idea that people look at a person’s mouth when they want to kiss them, but Togawa looks at Nozue’s mouth like he dreams about it every night and sees it every time he closes his eyes. No wonder he feels a need to stick his thumb in there. Takeda Kouhei also communicates so much in this scene. Nozue is shocked and confused but he can’t help but respond to Togawa’s kisses. You can see the gears turning—and refusing to turn—as he tries to make sense of what’s happening—and keeps kissing Togawa back even though he still can’t process it. Togawa’s declaration, “I’ve been trying to seduce you, with everything I have,” is the cherry on top.

There's another bit of subtle physical communication here that I find interesting, and I think you might too, @wen-kexing-apologist. Just recently I've been thinking about the meaning, in kissing scenes, of what for lack of a better term I'll call the head-bonk. By this I mean the thing where one person puts their forehead against the other person's, often with at least a tiny bit of an impact that renders it a bonk rather than, like, just touching them together. Togawa kisses Nozue once, then a second time, and then goes in for a third that Nozue avoids by sinking toward the floor. The third kiss doesn't happen, but when Togawa starts to initiate it he does an absolutely sublime head-bonk. I'm still figuring out what I think about the head-bonk thing. All I know is that, from my vantage point, that little move on Kimura's part practically screams "I've been holding this back for five goddamn years and I can't wait one more second to kiss this person."

Runners-up and honorable mentions:

Semantic Error:

Their first kiss in the restaurant after Jae Young calls Sang Woo "hyung" - I have watched this so much that if I had been asked for my top 6 this would have been #6.

Jae Young demonstrating the features of the "free trial"

Minato’s Laundromat (season 1, of course):

Shin freaking out about Minato being alone with Hanabusa

The washing machine kabedon

The “smelling the sheets” scene

Kiseki (I just watched this for the first time a week or so ago and I have already done so much scene-rewatching it's ridiculous):

That incredibly angsty sex scene with Ai Di and a drunk Chen Yi, you know the one

Chen Yi's confession to a physically restrained Ai Di

The scene at Ai Di's bar where Chen Yi puts him in a double kabedon

Ai Di and Chen Yi's conversation after Ai Di gets out of prison, where he says he fucked Chen Yi "just for fun" and offers to let him do stuff to him as "revenge"

Ai Di trying to scare Chen Yi by stroking his chest and asking him if he wants to "play" and then getting weirded out when Chen Yi asks, "What if I say yes?"

Jheruei and Zongyi's first real kiss and subsequent A+ lap-sitting moment

And as a bonus, here's my most-rewatched non-QL moment:

There's a scene I'm obsessed with in Something in the Rain where Jun Hui comes to Jin A's home and sees her ex-boyfriend there with her and her parents, lobbying to get back together and manhandling her, and he reacts exactly the way you'd expect as someone to who's in love with Jin A. It is tattooed on my brain. If I ever learn to make gifs I am gif'ing the fuck out of that scene.

#obsessive rewatching #utsukushii kare #utsukushii kare meta #old fashion cupcake #hagiwara riku #yagi yusei #kimura tatsunari #takeda kouhei #BL asks meme #semantic error #kiseki: dear to me #minato's laundromat #something in the rain

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sugar-softies · 11 months

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It had all started the day Noah accidentally shrank Theo’s gym clothes in the wash.

“It’s no big deal, I’ll just skip today.” Theo stretched and yawned.

“Fuck, are you sure?” Noah bit his lip. “I could run out and get you some shorts or something from Wal-mart?”

“It’s my fault for only having the one set anyway,” Theo said. “Besides, I’ve been tired lately. Maybe this is just the rest day I needed.”

“Yeah, maybe.” Noah still looked upset with himself until Theo cupped his cheek in one hand and pulled him in to kiss his forehead.

It hadn’t seemed like much, one little mishap with the laundry and Theo deciding to take a day off. Of course, then he forgot to go buy new gym clothes the next day, and he felt like relaxing again the day after that, and the day after that, and then forgot again…

Noah would have been beating himself up if Theo didn’t seem to be enjoying his rest. His boyfriend used to spend hours keeping busy: working out at the gym, walking their dog, doing chores around the house, not to mention the insane hours he put in at his job. Most nights he’d collapse into bed exhausted, but cutting the gym out of the mix had given him a little more time to sleep in and have energy for the day.

“It’s weird having you here for dinner…” Noah chuckled as he filled Theo’s plate.

“Is it?” Theo frowned. “That… can’t feel good. I’m sorry, babe.”

“It’s fine, I know you’re busy.” Noah slid into Theo’s lap and kissed his cheek. “Still nice to have you here now though.”

“I’ll try to come home a little earlier.” Noah took a bite and groaned happily. “Especially now that I know I’ve been missing out on your cooking this whole time! Did you go to culinary school in secret or something?”

Noah laughed and blushed, cuddling close and shaking his head.

As promised, Theo started cutting back on the work hours too, coming home earlier instead of sticking around to cover for others and please a demanding manager.

… then he started going in later too.

And calling out.

“Didn’t you have work today?” Noah slipped on his shoes while their excitable dog, Cakepop, jumped excitedly at the sight of his leash.

“I called out sick.” Theo paused his game to give Noah his full attention, setting the controller aside so he could open a bag of chips. “Last night was really rough and when I woke up I just didn’t really have it in me to go in. Thought I might cry honestly.”

“Oh…” Noah’s heart clenched with concern. “Well, I’m proud of you for taking care of yourself.”

“I don’t really know what I’m going to do all day,” Theo admitted. “I mean, there’s some chores to catch up on but those shouldn’t take long.”

“I’m sure you’ll find something, you always do.” Noah kissed his forehead before heading out with Cakepop.

When he came home some twenty minutes later, Theo was still gaming.

He kept gaming through lunch, and through dinner, though he didn’t miss out on Noah’s cooking since he brought the meals out to him.

Noah curled up against Theo happily with a pint of ice cream, watching him clear another level. His heart fluttered as he realized Theo had never gotten dressed today, and was still in pjs. It felt nice knowing his overworked partner had gotten to relax today.

“Dessert?” he offered, showing Theo two plastic spoons.

“Ahhh-” Theo playfully opened his mouth so he didn’t have to put his controller down, and Noah laughed and fed him a spoonful.

That’s when it really started.

Because, Noah noticed that Theo’s shirt was hugging his middle a little tighter than normal, and he’d been real careful with the laundry ever since the gym clothes incident (hey, had Theo ever gotten new gym clothes?) so he knew it hadn’t shrunk.

When he thought about it, Theo hadn’t been nearly as active as usual lately, and he’d actually been around for meals. Noah’s cheeks warmed as he realized he really liked the idea of this trend continuing, and he scooped another spoonful of ice cream and offered it to Theo.

He kept going, curious to see if Theo would ever ask him to stop, his heart pounding harder and harder as he saw more and more of the bottom of the container. Eventually he’d scraped the sides for all they were worth and Theo was leaning back with his feet on the table, his stomach obviously rounded out.

Theo burped. “Whoa, ‘scuse me. Think I overdid it on the dessert.”

“... I don’t think you did.” Noah reached out hesitantly and began to rub Theo’s stomach. “I think… you could even have a little more…”

And that brought them to today.

Noah hummed happily as he flipped another pancake onto the stack, filling up a plate and drowning it with syrup before putting it onto a breakfast tray.

Then he put the breakfast tray onto a cart that already had three similar breakfast trays on it, all of them full to the brim.

It was really well past noon, but Theo liked to sleep in. They’d both realized it pretty quickly when they started indulging his restful side. Noah had brought home some memory foam pillows and a new comforter and Theo had kissed him silly for it.

Theo was currently cuddled up to those pillows as Noah rolled in the cart, but thanks to the hot weather the blanket was pushed down by his feet, giving Noah the perfect view of Theo’s body.

What had once been toned arms were now round with dimples at the elbow and wrists, pecs had become breasts about as big as Noah’s head, near abs had become a whale of a gut that looked beautiful resting on the mattress as Theo slept on his side.

Noah bit his lip as he took a moment to admire him before grabbing a muffin and waving it under Theo’s nose.

Theo gave a bit of a snort as he woke, smiling sleepily as he recognized the smell and immediately opening his mouth.

“Good morning.” Noah fed him the muffin, marveling at how quickly it vanished. “Bed day or up day?”

“Bed day for sure,” Theo purred as he stretched luxuriously, already opening his mouth for more.

Noah giggled and took a seat on the edge of the bed, keeping the cart close so he could steadily feed Theo until every crumb was gone.

“Remember when you first got a little chubby and I called you my teddy bear?” he rubbed Theo’s swollen belly with both hands. “You’re more like one of those grizzly bears now.”

“Oh, like the ones on twitter? The fattest bear competition?” Theo laughed. “Man… that’s the life. Just worrying about getting fat and sleeping all winter…”

“You say that like that isn’t your life now,” Noah teased.

“Heh, true.” Theo started playing with his belly, admiring his fat rolls.

“Time for shake?” Noah asked excitedly.

“No time to digest even?” Theo pretended to complain.

“The more we stretch your stomach the more food you can eat later,” Noah reminded him in a sultry tone.

“Alright, guess I’ll buckle up and try then.” Theo tried to take a deep breath, his full belly already weighing heavily on his lungs.

One day, for some reason, Noah found himself making the weight gain shake first.

He wasn’t sure why he started it before breakfast, but figured he might as well give it to Theo first so he could sleep it off and wake up with more room for food. He knew that as much as he liked filling up, he also liked being able to enjoy the taste of food, and that could be hard to do when all you could think about is how full you are.

He grabbed the funnel and headed back to their bedroom, and seeing Theo asleep on the bed he suddenly remembered why he’d been so eager to do the shake first.

“Sleep feeding?” Noah laughed. “I don’t think it works that way.”

“Of course it doesn’t,” Theo chuckled. “It’s just smut, but it’s pretty hot still.”

“It is…” Noah must have been eyeing Theo hungrily because Theo grinned and nodded.

“Well, if you ever wanna try it, I do like my sleep..”

Noah eyed his boyfriend’s stomach as it rose and fell with breath. He gulped as he brought the tube over to Theo’s mouth.

He had to be careful, he didn’t want him to accidentally choke or anything, or get the bed messy. Of course, in the end, he didn’t have either of those problems, because as soon as the tube hit Theo’s mouth, Theo’s mouth clasped around it and he started sucking.

“Oh man-” Noah turned bright red, and quickly started pouring shake into the funnel.

He lost track of how many times he filled that funnel, all he knew is that Theo kept sucking it down greedily. His knees were going weak from the sight of it, and he felt honestly so happy that he was able to give his boyfriend the ultimate restful experience.

“You never have to leave this bed again, I swear,” he whimpered, which seemed to make Theo stir.

Theo’s eyelids fluttered open, and for a second there was confusion in his eyes, then a wince, then he looked over to Noah and smiled, a little bit of shake leaking from the corner of his mouth.

Theo only paused in his gulping as he rocked side to side, eventually managing to flop onto one side, and then onto his hands and knees. His stomach was pushing his arms and legs apart and weighed heavily on the bed, it was clear he was having trouble holding himself up but he still lifted a hand to grab the feeding tube and keep it in place as he started gulping shake down twice as fast.

“You’re doing such a good job,” Noah gasped out praise. “You’re going to get so big… fuck you’re going to get enormous. You already are enormous! I can’t even remember the last time you got dressed, we probably don’t even have anything that fits you anymore. Keep going.”

He went until he ran out of shake, and had to stifle a moan as Theo kept sucking hard on the tube anyway, looking like he was in a sort of trance.

It took Theo a second to realize there wasn’t anymore shake coming his way, but once he did he let his arm quickly fall to help support himself and gasped, tongue lolling out of his mouth.

“God I feel like a hog,” he wheezed out around a burp. “Dunno if I can even…” he wiggled side to side again, hands and knees moving centimeters closer to the edge of the bed before his arms gave out and he simply flopped onto his belly. “Yeah, I think m’stuck here until I digest… that was so good.”

Noah immediately crawled into bed with him, excited by how little space was left for him. “You should get some more sleep,” he decided.

“Yeah? That’s really okay?” Theo yawned. “You sure you don’t need anything?”

“I need you to rest, and be ready for round two.” Noah sucked a breath in through his teeth and grabbed a rough handful of Theo’s belly. “And round three, and four, and five.”

#wg text #wg fic #wg fiction #wg story #consensual sleep feeding

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cherryflavoredprettyboy · 4 months

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My 2024 Trend Predictions

Disclaimer! Trends are bullshit!!! What’s “in” and “out” is totally subjective and fashion is an art form, public opinion and new crazes have no impact on the real art and following trends is your choice. Trend cycles are sped up so violently by capitalism and fast fashion as a beast, fashion is supposed to be fun.

This list is my opinions as a 19 year old boy who spends too much time online and read too much vogue as a kid. I am not an expert, I just like to talk.

Indie Sleaze

I’m already seeing this one happening, the colored tights under shorts, the fur vests, I think especially with the popularity of saltburn and it’s aesthetics we’ll see a lot more of this in the beginning of this new year. Graphic t-shirts with ironic phrases were already big in 2023, glitter and silver makeup especially is on the rise, this is already happening and I am excited. I fucking love indie sleaze. Nostalgia is a huge impact on trend cycles, I think we’ll see a lot of 2000 and 2010s trends seeing as the generations looking up to teens following those trends in their childhoods and longing to live those lifestyles are now old enough to embrace that dream. I think for people more into alternative fashion this will translate into a emo and scene resurgence that I’ve already been seeing.

Twee

This is based off the nostalgia again, I think a lot of folks who gravitate more towards cottage core-esque fashions and aesthetics are going to start embracing twee. 2024 is going to be a year of embracing cringe and quirky “individualism”, it is the year of the manic pixie dream girl, is is the year of pissing off boring men with “annoying” femininity. I think cutesy patterns, lace, buttons, diy big jewelry and hair accessories are gonna be on the rise. I can see girls making videos about their craft nights on tiktok already. Skater skirts, Peter Pan collars, bangs, Jess from new girl eat your heart out.

“Humble” Classy/reverse flexing

People are getting tired of the insistence on being “classy”, I think in 2024 we’re going to see a lot of celebrities trying to seem humble and average and down to earth. I think we’ll see a lot of brand mixing, super expensive designer paired with cheap every day brands, I think we’ll see this in clothes and especially in food. I think we’ll see a lot of branding for fast food popping up alongside that “classy” aesthetic. I think that this will also show up more with thrifting becoming popular again amongst influencers but specifically thrifting for designer/up cycling designer (badly). They’ll sell it under a veil of sustainability, it’ll be infuriatingly shallow.

Lightning Round

Pom poms

Feathers (especially hair feathers)

Fur in mens fashion

Metallic makeup

Grungy makeup looks

Full coverage foundations/matte foundations

Peplums (somehow)

Skinny jeans

Jewel toned nails

Short nails

Dainty chokers

Statement earrings

Wood/leather jewelry

Flats

Vintage anime merch

2000s/2010s brand mascots

Mod style

70s resurgence moments throughout (this is wistful thinking I just love the fashion of the 70s)

My Trend Timeline

End of winter into spring- indie sleazing our way into the new year, I think it’s a versatile enough fashion that can be easily executed with what people already have from previous trends in 2023. Everything is set up rolling out into the warmer months.

Summer- I think this is going to be prime time “trashy” early 2000s party girl kind of time. We got a little of it last summer but I think it’s going to really hit this year. Whale tails, chunky low lights, messy makeup, bedazzled jeans. I think we’ll also see some keywest kitten esque looks from the preppier side of things, lots of bright colors and fun jewelry. I think we’ll also get a lot of vintage Americana moments, once again we got a bit of it last year and I think it’ll be brought back.

Fall- peak twee season, especially nearing the holidays. I think we’re gonna see a lot of rich color this fall too, jewel tones, beautiful deep greens and reds, not a lot in clothing but I think definitely in makeup and accessories. Around this time I think the preppier leaning folks will get back into skinny jeans. I think vintage graphic Ts will also get popular around this time, something easy but still interesting. Men’s fashion doesn’t cycle through as quickly so I think the kind of 70s aesthetics I’ve seen a lot of dudes into will continue (but I think they’ll also get in on the indie sleaze, I think for mens fashion it will stick around for fall). I think we’ll see more textures, lace, fur, leather, etc.

Winter- this is right around when I think the forced “casually classy” down to earth bs will start. Twee will continue amongst a smaller group and we’ll see a lot of cute diy gifts and stuff for the holidays, this will also impact the up cycling I think we’ll see from influencers and celebrities. I think hyper-feminine aesthetics will really kick back up, Pom poms, whites and pinks, skirts and big sweaters, Ralph Lauren teddy bears everywhere. It’ll be contrasted by a new interest in grungy/intense makeup looks, thin brows and dark lips, messy eyes, glitter.

I’m very excited for these all to turn out totally wrong and for me to make a fool of myself! But who gives a shit, I’m just saying this all for fun. Happy new year everyone!

- Valentine <3

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dreamcatchers-husband · 1 year

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Holiday Season

Male reader X Billlie Tsuki

Length: 6600 Words

Tags: Creampie, Breeding

A/n- Happy thanksgiving. Not my best work but i hope you don't mind it. Tsuki is beautiful and should get more love. Gonna try to put out another fic next week so wish me luck.

Holidays. Some are recognized throughout the entire world while others are specific to just certain countries. Thanksgiving was a time for family and being grateful for what you have but you honestly didn’t have anything.

The death of your mother and father was sudden but it affected you deeply. They were the only source of comfort you had in life. Once they were gone, you honestly didn’t feel like you belonged anywhere. A few months went by as you made a giant change in your life. You decided to move to your parent's home country of South Korea to get back in touch with your heritage.

One of the few things left for you was the old home your father grew up in. With a little bit of work, it soon became the place of your dreams, the place to start all over again. That brings you back to today, thanksgiving day.

South Korea didn’t celebrate thanksgiving but they had their version called Chuseok. Sure it wasn’t the same but people understood that they could be seen as a bit similar. With the company you worked at knowing you’re American, they decided to let you have the day off to celebrate the day.

Taking advantage of the day off, you decided to catch up on some sleep. You weren’t sure what time it was but the sudden sound of a lawnmower woke you up from your deep slumber. Stretching your limbs, you reached out for your phone and picked it up.

Looking at the time, you saw it was already 2 in the afternoon. Getting up from bed, your legs brought you over to the bathroom. In a matter of seconds, your clothes are off and you are in the shower. Turning the nozzle, the water begins to shoot out from the shower head. The sudden rush of cold water quickly woke you up as you began your shower.

A few minutes passed as your daily routine came to an end. Walking out of your bathroom you made your way over to your dresser and pulled out some clothes for the day. Once your shirt and sweatpants were on, you threw yourself back on top of your bed and turned on the tv.

The latest drama trending in the country happened to be doing a rerun. Guess it’s your chance to catch up on what you have been missing. Hours seem to go by as you begin to feel a growl come from your stomach. Knowing it was time to eat, you jumped off your bed and began to walk to your kitchen.

The walk to your fridge was quick but you were hit with a sense of disappointment looking at the empty refrigerator. The sadness you felt was gone as you heard a sudden squeak from your backyard. Recognizing it as your backdoor gate, you went to your sliding door and looked into your backyard.

Just like your empty fridge, you were met with a surprise except this was a big one. In your backyard stood some of the members of Billie, dressed in hanbok taking pictures. That’s right, the rookie K-pop group Billie is in your backyard. You never did specify what your job was. Every day you woke up early to be one of the managers of the group.

As you open your sliding door, your eyes couldn’t pry away from a certain girl twirling around in her hanbok. Despite it being one of her few times wearing one, Tsuki just amazed you with how beautiful she was in the hanbok. As the girls continued to spin around, one of them finally saw you and waved at you.

“Oppa. Happy Thanksgiving.”

“Well thank you Suhyeon. Not that it’s bad to see you guys but what are you doing at my house? Better yet, how did you even know where I live?”

“You pointed at the house once before Oppa. And we may have asked a few people to just look it up on the company computers.”

“Well, that’s a bit of a security concern. Either way, I’m still wondering what you are doing here?”

“Well, it’s Thanksgiving! We figured you probably were just gonna stay home all day so we came to celebrate with you.”

“Don’t you girls have schedules?” I could have sworn you guys had things to do.”

All the girls then giggled a bit as they got closer, Sua stood in front of you and began to speak.

“Yeah, we actually didn’t have anything to do today. We just made it look like we had things scheduled today to surprise you.”

Hearing that made your whole body fill with joy. You honestly didn’t expect them to be here but your friends were here. Before you could get another word out you felt a pair of arms wrap around your body. Your nostrils were filled with the smell of flowers suddenly, letting you know who just hugged you.

“Happy thanksgiving Oppa. I hope today is a great day for you.”

“Thank you, Tsuki. Should we head inside guys? It’s a little cold out here right now.”

With a nod, all the girls followed you inside as the group sat down in your living room.

“So where is the maknae line?”

“They are at school. It’s not a holiday in this country so they couldn’t get the day off sadly. They send their best.”

“Well, I’m glad they are at school. This really shouldn’t be a big thing.”

Saying those words seemed to anger the girls a bit as Sheon spoke up.

“Well too bad. All you need to do is shit here while we prepare everything.”

“Prepare what?”

You didn’t get a response as all the girls stood up from their seats and went to the front door. Following behind, you saw the girls getting handed containers from a delivery driver. As their hands got full, you ran over to take a few of the remaining things and said thank you to the driver. With a kick, the door closed as you ran to the kitchen with the hot aluminum containers.

Once in your basic kitchen, you set down the full containers on your table and looked around. The familiar sight of your girls joking around blessed your eyes. As they opened the containers massive amounts of steam poured out of them. All around, you could see platters of typical thanksgiving food sitting in your kitchen.

The aroma of the Mac and cheese, the stuffing, and the green bean casserole hit your nose. Despite all those great foods, the strongest smell came from the remaining container that was covered. Once the aluminum lid was removed, your entire kitchen was filled with the scent of oven-roasted Turkey. Your mouth began to water as your eyes sparkled at the golden brown skin of the bird.

“We honestly weren’t sure what classified as thanksgiving food so we checked on Naver. Once we saw what types of food were needed, we managed to find a local company in Seoul that prepares dinners for Americans here in South Korea.”

Hearing from Haram the efforts they went to get you this food made you tear up. As a few small tears fell down your cheek, the sudden warm feeling of an embrace caught your attention. Looking down, you saw all of the girls hugging you. The small tears in their own eyes were apparent as the sound of sniffling filled the room.

You aren’t quite sure how much time passed as the giant group hug finally ends. Cleansing the tears from your eyes you smile at the girls and finally speak up.

“Ok Suhyeon, you can grab the plates. Sheon, grab the ladles for the mashed potatoes and such. Sua, make sure to get plenty of utensils for everyone. Tsuki and I will cut up some of the turkey.”

Once the Game plan was told, everyone went to do what they were told to do. Pulling out the biggest knife at your disposal, you made your way over to the turkey. As the rest of the girls began to put small portions of the various sides on their plates, Tsuki took hold of a pair of Tongs and held the piece of turkey you needed to cut.

One by one, each of the ladies came up to take a piece of the bird and sat down at the dining room table. All that was left was Tsuki as well as your plate.

“What do you want on your plate, Oppa?”

“Well, I’m a big guy so I want a little of everything. But you have already done enough. Let me serve both you and myself.”

Before Tsuki could argue, your hands went towards each of the spoons and ladles. First, the mashed potatoes were put on each plate and topped off with some gravy. Many of the dishes you mentioned earlier begin to fill up your plate. The sight was similar to an avalanche as the food moved all around your plate.

Finally arriving at the turkey, you stretched out your hand to grab the knife but felt a sudden slap on it, stopping you.

“I will serve you this at least. You are the guest at this dinner.”

“But it’s my house?”

“Sush Oppa. Now what piece of the turkey do you want?”

The glare that came from the girl’s eyes let you know she was serious.

“I’ll take a turkey leg then.”

With a nod, Tsuki took the knife and cut the turkey leg off the bird. As Tsuki put it at the top of your plate, you found yourself playing a balancing game with all the things on your plate. Once Tsuki cut a small piece of the turkey Breast off, you both ran to the dining room table.

Laugher could be heard from the rest of the girls as they saw Tsuki as well as you juggling the mountain of food. Placing down your plate, the two of you took your seats and looked around the table. Seeing a few glasses of soda on the table, you knew everything was all set to start eating.

“Well. I am starving so let’s all dig in!”

With cheers, everyone grabbed a fork and started to eat. Some of these foods were things they had never tried before but the new flavors seemed to be great as their eyes got wide as saucers.

“This casserole is delicious.”

“Oh god, the stuffing is amazing. I could eat a whole plate of just this.”

“Well, I’m glad you guys enjoy this meal. I guess I should say welcome to your first thanksgiving. I wish you would have brought a change of clothes though.”

“Oh don’t worry we did. Plus We have worked in hanbok plenty of times where it’s not uncomfortable.”

“Oh well, I’m glad you are ok with the Hanbok, Sheon. I’ll assume it's the same for the other girls as well.”

“Well I’m still getting used to this but it’s not a pain.”

“Well, I thank you for wearing it, Tsuki.”

As the rest of dinner continued, you began to notice Tsuki would keep taking glances at you and smiling. You couldn’t help but smile back at the girl. Despite you all eating, you saw Tsuki was also a bit more quiet than usual.

Once everyone’s plates were empty you clapped your hands to get everyone’s attention.

“Now for a thanksgiving tradition, we are going to go around the table and share things we are thankful for. Who would like to go first?”

With much enthusiasm, Sheon brought her hand up to start things off. With a quick nod, Sheon began to talk.

“Now we all have things we are thankful for but what I am the most thankful for are my mom and dad. They have given me support at times when I needed it.”

“I’m glad your parents have helped. I’m sure we all have that one person and people who helped us when we needed it. Who else would like to go?”

Suhyeon at that time raised her hand and spoke up.

“I am thankful for our dear Belllie’ve. No matter what, they are always there ready to cheer us up. The support we get from them always helps me to keep going in this industry.”

“That's great Suhyeon. Your fans are amazing. Haram? Would you like to go next?”

“Well it might sound a little dumb but I’m thankful for the company for taking a chance on us debuting.”

“The company would have been stupid for not taking a chance on any of you. The talent you guys have shown this past year just helps cement you all as the rookies to keep an eye on. Now, who is next then?”

Sua raised her hand and spoke up.

“I am thankful for my brother. With the advice, he gives me I am certain I will be able to make a bigger impact in the K-pop industry.”

“I’m glad he gives you advice. You have already established yourself as one of the best K-pop rappers of the fourth generation. I’m sure your impact will be massive for years to come. I guess this leaves Tsuki last. What are you thankful for, bunny princess?”

A slight blush appeared on Tsuki’s cheeks as she picked up her fork and ate a bit more of her food. Assuming she wanted a bit more time to think, you decided to speak up yourself.

“Well, I am thankful for all of you girls. All of you welcomed me with open arms when I became your manager. I honestly wasn’t expecting you to all be so kind to me and it was what I needed after such a big change in my life.”

“You are family Oppa. At times when the schedules can get crazy, you are always there with snacks and water and such. Other managers, we had as trainees didn’t care as much as you do. I’m sure I speak for everyone here that we are thankful for you as well.”

Hearing those words from Haram made you happy.

Smiles were all around as you all looked at each other. Finally, it was Tsuki’s turn as you all faced her to listen to her response. You couldn’t help but notice the blush still on her face.

“I-I’m thankful for……”

The red shade on her cheeks began to spread to her entire face. Tsuki continued to repeat those three words, not being able to get to the next. Just as you were about to say something you heard a cough from the right side of the table. Looking in that direction, you saw it was Sua getting everyone’s attention.

“Um, let's just get some dessert. There is an apple pie already cut up. Everyone can go sit down in the living room and set up a movie to watch. Tsuki and I will get the pieces of pie for everyone!.”

Everyone around the table suddenly stood up and began to move around. Following their example, you followed the other girls to the living room and sat down on the couch. You didn’t even get to choose the movie as Suhyeon grabbed the remote and decided on watching home alone. You wanted to argue why this movie was even on some platforms already but the thought of it being thanksgiving only for a few people in the country came to your mind.

As the sound of footsteps brought you out of your mind. Looking in that direction you saw Tsuki as well as Moon Sua walking over in normal clothes as well as having several plates in hand. Handing out plates to each person, you were the last person waiting for his dessert. Tsuki at that time came over and handed you your plate of pie.

As soon as the plate was on your hand, Tsuki took a seat right next to you.

“Oppa we are gonna go change. Feel free to start the movie and eat your pie.”

Soon the living room was occupied by only you as well as the other two girls. Taking a bite of your pie, you could almost cry at how delicious it was. Sua shrieked at how tasty the Apple pie was. Somehow the rest of the Billlie came out in their change of clothes already and got comfortable.

As the movie played, everyone continued to enjoy this thanksgiving. As you got another bite of pie on your fork, you raised it to take a bite but felt a tap on your shoulder. Looking for the source, you saw it was Tsuki as she kept her mouth wide open for a bite of the food. As you fed her the bite of pie, her wife shot open as she jumped up and down. Seeing how happy Tsuki was from just a bite of sweets made you happy.

As you all continued to watch the movie, Tsuki seemed to get closer and closer to your arm. Eventually, you felt a head lie down on your shoulder. Small giggles filled your living room as you saw all the other girls looking at you and Tsuki.

Rolling your eyes, you just look forward to the tv screen and continue to watch the movie. As you fed Tsuki some more of your pie, the girls continued to make whistling sounds towards the two of you. As more time passed, the more comfortable Tsuki got laying on you. The small glances you took at her continued to fill your face with a smile.

The constant motion from your face must have had some effect on you as your throat began to feel parched. You didn’t want to move but that familiar feeling of thirst was getting to you. Reluctantly, you tapped on Tsuki’s forehead which helped remove her head from your arm.

“I’m gonna go get a drink. Does anyone want anything?”

Everyone but Tsuki shook their heads no.

“Can I get a hot chocolate!?”

The hyper girl nearly jumped out of her seat as she mentioned the drink. She's really girlfri-. No, you shouldn’t think something like that.

“Yeah Tsuki. I’ll make us both one.”

As your feet carried you to your kitchen, your ears picked up giggles and whispers coming from the girl's direction. They did seem to talk to themselves a lot tonight. As you walked around your dirty kitchen, your hand managed to reach the fridge door and open it.

As your eyes wandered around the barren fridge, you finally saw the thing you were looking for. Pulling out the heavy plastic container, you placed it on the side and looked for some mugs. Thankfully next to your mugs were the hot chocolate packets so you didn’t need to search for them. Placing the items on the counter, reaching back up you got a large glass and placed it down on the counter as well.

Raising the milk jug, you emptied some of its contents and filled the large clear glass. Once filled, the glass returns to your hold as you click to open the microwave. Once open, you placed the glass in the device and closed its door. The repeated beeps and whirl sounds hit your ears as the cup began to spin in the machine.

While that was going, you found yourself pouring the cocoa mix into the mugs as well as placing the milk gallon back in the fridge. With a bit of spare time, you took the moment to think back on girls. You were really glad they came but you kept wondering why they were all giggling so much today. As you continued to think about the girls, your mind went back to one specific lady. Tsuki was full of smiles and wanted to spend more time with you.

The bunny was the girl you felt the closest to out of all the girls, but today she was a bit more touchy and feely than normal. You couldn’t complain though, you always had a crush on the young girl. The more time you spent with her, the more you fell for her. Your thoughts were interrupted by the beep of the microwave.

Pushing the button, the steam coming from the microwave hits your face. Flinching a bit, you waited a few seconds until the glass cooled down. Wrapping your hand around it, you felt the heat from the glass hit your hand but it didn’t burn you. Pulling it out of the machine, you brought the cup above your mugs and began to pour.

Each mug got filled to the top with warm milk. Using a spoon you had ready, you combined the contents in both mugs until they were perfectly mixed. Once hot chocolate was ready, you grabbed each handle of the mugs and made your way back to the girls.

As you entered the living room, your eyes immediately picked up on the lack of people in it. The only two people here were Tsuki and yourself.

“Wait, where is everyone?”

“They actually had something to do so they had to head out but I was free so I decided to stay to keep you company for a bit more.”

“Oh, you didn’t have to do that. All of you already did so much today. I don't want to be a bother to you.”

“YOU AREN’T A BOTHER!”

You jumped a bit at how aggressively Tsuki yelled that but you just put it as her being hyper like normal. Taking a seat next to Tsuki, you smiled at her and spoke again.

“Well, I’m very thankful for you staying. Here is your hot chocolate also.”

Handing the glass to the young girl, Tsuki began to drink the beverage at a rapid speed. It was surprising as the hot chocolate was still hot, yet she didn’t seem to burn herself.

“Wow, you must have been thirsty. I’m glad I didn’t make any drinks for the rest of the girls also. It would have been a waste. Also, I’m kinda sad Sua and the rest of the girls didn’t say bye to me.”

“O-Oh. Don’t worry you will see them again tomorrow.”

Looking at Tsuki, you saw a small twitch come from her eyebrow. Despite the smile on her face, you could tell Tsuki was hiding a bit of annoyance.

“Tsuki what’s wrong?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not stupid. I can pick up on the hint of annoyance on your face.”

The smile that was on the energetic girl’s face disappeared at that moment.

“Oh, you can pick up on that but not anything else?”

“What does that mean?”

“WHY ARE YOU SO DENSE OPPA? CAN’T YOU TELL I LOVE YOU?”

Those words shocked you at the moment. Was it really what you just heard?

“W-What?”

“Oppa. I love you. Why haven’t you picked up on this?”

“I just thought you were touchy with everyone. I mean look at how you act with the members.”

“I mean yes, I’m very touchy with my members but how many men am I kissing on the cheek and hugging constantly?”

Taking a look back, you finally noticed it really was only you Tsuki who did those things with. It’s been a while of her doing all those actions with you.

“Tsuki. I have feelings for you too. How long have you been feeling like this?”

“M-Months. Do you really l-like me too?”

“Yeah Tsuki. I just thought it was me crushing on you. I guess I really was oblivious.”

“Yeah, you were. Even the girls could tell. That’s why they even left a bit ago. They wanted me to finally confess to you.”

“And I’m guessing bringing up other girls would be annoying. I’m sorry Tsuki.”

You didn’t even get a response as Tsuki wrapped her arms around you. Her tiny frame somehow packed a lot of love. Each second that passed, The more you were taking in small things about her. Her long hair, the scent of roses that came from her body, the softness of the skin on her arms. Despite enjoying the embrace you received from Tsuki, the young girl began to pull away from the hug a bit.

As Tsuki’s face appeared in front of your face, the smile from earlier filled her face. At that moment your eyes met with Tsuki’s. Those large brown irises of hers mesmerized you with each second that passed. As you continued to look at Tsuki’s eyes, you noticed they seemed to be getting closer and closer until you felt a sensation on your lips.

Recognizing it as a kiss, you closed your eyes and put your hands on her cheeks. The small kiss quickly became more as your tongue tried to push its way into Tsuki’s mouth. At first, your tongue was met with the bunny’s teeth but as Tsuki felt you trying to get access to her mouth she opened a bit to let you in.

Once in, your tongue began to fight with Tsuki’s as you fought for dominance. The young girl quickly surrendered as your tongue moved around in her mouth as you wanted. Picking up the subtle taste of chocolate from her mouth somehow made you hungry for more of her.

Laying Tsuki down on her back, your tongue continued to move around her mouth until you needed to surface for air. Looking down at Tsuki, you could see a smirk appear on the girl's face as she yanked you back down. The sudden aggressiveness from your friend surprised you but you weren’t against it at all.

With your lips reattached to Tsuki’s, your hand began to move up and touch her leg. At that moment you could feel the soft skin of her thick thighs. As much fun as Kissing Tsuki was, your lips moved to her neck as you began to pepper it with kisses. As much as you wanted to mark the young Idol; you knew she had a photoshoot the next day and couldn’t risk it.

Tsuki seemed to know this as you reached up and put your face into her hands.

“Sorry, Oppa. No Marks on my neck but take this shirt off and you can mark up my breast.”

That offer was one you couldn’t refuse as your hands reached down to her shirt. The light blue from the collar of her shirt went by in a flash as you removed it from her body. The sight of a white bra On Tsuki made your cock twitch from inside your pants. Raising her upper body, Tsuki unclipped her bra and took it off in a rush.

“I felt that cock move. Hurry up and mark me so we can sleep together.”

Lowering your face, you put your lips onto her erect nipple. Starting slowly, your mouth began to give the pink nipple small suck's as Tsuki’s mouth released small moans. Despite it being only a short time of you sucking her nipple, you had a different job to do on her breast. Releasing her pink nub from your mouth, you began to give her mound small kisses and licks.

Soon you began to give her tit small sucks and bites to mark the young girl. Not much effort was needed as her pale skin quickly turned red from all of your sucks and bites. Usually, you were the type of person to savor your sexual experiences but this was just rushed, lust taking over the actions of the two of you.

Moving to her left breast, you gave it many kisses as well as marked it as its twin. Moving down from her tit, you made your way down her stomach giving it kisses and small licks. Reaching the hem of her shorts, your hands went up and grabbed them from each corner. Pulling down the fabric, you see that you pulled down her panties with the shorts. The blessing of Tsuki’s wet folds was exposed to you, making you feel thirsty.

Spread open her legs a bit more, you could see the juices leaking out of her snatch. Your body just reacted on its own as your digits spread her lips. A small gasp left her mouth as she looked at you. Impatience got the best of you as your index finger pushed its way into her pussy. The resistance you met was quickly gone as you pulled it back and pushed your finger back in.

The movements were still a bit slow but once you pushed another finger in, your speed picked up. The sound of her wet pussy got you harder and your body craved her even more. The fluids that leaked from Tsuki went down your arm a bit. Finally giving in to your thirst, your head went down to her folds and began to lick it.

The moans from before continued as you began to give Tsuki stimulus from both your fingers and mouth. The movement from your fingers helped expose a small but that was down in her private parts. Recognizing what you were seeing, your tongue quickly began to flick her clit, causing her to jump all around. You weren’t doing much but the young girl was squirming all around from your tongue and mouth.

The smell of lavender filled your nose as you continued to eat her pussy. Soon the girl's movements became errant as she began to pant more and more from your actions.

“Oppa, fuck that’s so good. Keep eating my pussy, please. Quench your thirst with my juices.”

Those words were music to your ears as you improved your efforts to make her cum. Your speed increased with each second that passed, indulging in her tastes. As you reached the best of your efforts, Tsuki finally started to yell profanities all around. A sudden rush of fluids hit your face as you drank as much of her juices as possible. You nearly drowned from how much of her fluids shot out of her pussy.

Pulling your face back a bit, you began to lick the remaining liquid off of her thick thighs until there was nothing left. Pulling back from her legs, you finally get a chance to breathe and see your handy work. The Japanese idol was panting for air after that orgasm. The smile that was all over Tsuki’s face made you happy. Despite seeing the innocent expression on her face, your dick just continued to twitch in your pants.

The smile on Tsuki’s face turned into a smirk as you began to grind yourself on her leg.

“Thank you for that. Now stop your teasing and pull that cock out.”

You didn’t need to be told twice as your hands undid your belt and pulled your pants down. Standing back up, you removed the pants from around your legs and pulled your shirt off. The sudden wet sensation was felt on your chest as Tsuki began to kiss you there. Moving down, the young idol began to reach closer and closer till you felt a small kiss on your tip.

Goosebumps went all over your body as you felt a small warm hand wrap around your shaft. Nothing needed to be said as Tsuki began to stroke your dick. Such a basic action from Tsuki felt amazing. Maybe it was the thought that an adorable girl was doing such a nasty thing with you but it didn’t matter. After a few more strokes from the idol, you heard a little gasp leave her mouth.

“Wow, Oppa. You’re already leaking. Is this for me?”

Starting from your balls, Tsuki began to give them a few small sucks to get as much of your Precum out. From your balls, Tsuki brought her tongue to your shaft, moving up and down, teasing you. Just as you were about to say something, a tight sensation surrounded the head of your length. As your tongue did earlier, Tsuki’s began to move all around your cock head.

With a few small slurps, the girl began to savor as much of your precum as she could. With no warning, Tsuki shoved your length down her throat. You nearly exploded down her tunnel as Tsuki pulled her head back gasping for air. The young girl was always such a sweet girl, but right now she was acting like your common street whore.

Bobbing her head, Tsuki continued to fill her mouth with your cock, not giving you a chance to breathe. Your hands seem to have moved on their own as you grabbed two handfuls of her hair and began to move more aggressively in her tunnel. With these handles, you moved your hips faster and faster till small tears came out of Tsuki’s eyes.

Slowly your peak began to arrive as you tried to move as fast as possible. The keyword was tried as Tsuki pulled her head off of your length. You were disappointed but the brown-eyed girl had other plans.

Getting on all fours, Tsuki looked back at you and shook her ass at you.

“The only place your load gets to go is my pussy. So hurry and shove that thing in me.”

Following the Girl’s instructions, you lined your length up with her folds and pushed your way into her cavern. Despite all you felt from Tsuki earlier, this restricting feeling from her walls was the best of all. Moving slowly, your length filled Tsuki to the brim as she gasped.

Hitting the end of her walls, the small girl looked back at you and just smirked.

“Stop being gentle and fuck my brains out.”

You weren’t going to say no to that. Pulling back, your length began to enter and exit her pussy. The speed at which you fucked her continued to pick up as the girl began to copy your movements. When you pulled back, Tsuki pulled her hips as well. Once you pushed your length back in, the girl threw her ass down on top of your shaft.

Putting your hands on her hips, you continued to fuck the young idol nonstop. Raising her upper body, Tsuki then got closer to your face. Puckering her lips, you reattached your lips to her giving her the affection she wanted.

Despite the nasty activities you were doing with Tsuki, the small kisses you gave her made your heart flutter. You knew you weren’t gonna let this girl go anywhere but for now, you had to reach your own peak. Despite knowing you shouldn’t, your lips moved to Tsuki’s neck and began to kiss and suck on it.

The young Idol seemed to want to stop you but the sensation was too much for her as she began to pant harder and harder with each kiss. The speed at which Tsuki matched your movements got messed up as the girl moved erratically. With your hands still on her hips, you stop her and fucked her at your pace.

The rapid pace seemed to be enough as the girl began to yell.

“O-Oppa I’m gonna cu-“

Her sentence didn’t even finish as the young woman shook all over. A rush of fluids hit your couch as well as your legs. The young girl nearly dropped dead from her orgasm. Holding her up with your strength, you let the young girl rest. Peppering her neck with more kisses you began to leave more marks, showing she is now yours.

A minute passes as Tsuki comes back to her senses, moving her hips again.

“Sorry, Oppa. It’s your turn to cum now.”

“Hey, we can just stop here Tsuki. I can tell you're tired.”

The warm feeling around your cock left as Tsuki pulled her pussy off your length. Expecting Tsuki to just rest, you get ready to clean up. Laying her back on the couch, Tsuki looks back at you and smirks once more.

“I want the load in me. I just want you to look into my eyes as you shoot it in me. I’m a bunny, right? Come fuck me like one.”

Lining your rod back up with her folds, you began to slowly enter her pussy. A sudden slap to your ass made you fill Tsuki instantly. You were already close all this time. In your mind, you knew you wouldn't last much longer but you were still gonna have fun.

Your thrusts continued as they did earlier, fucking the bunny. Raising her upper body once more, Tsuki wrapped her arms around your body and put her lips next to your ear.

“I said fuck me like a bunny Oppa. What, can't you do that properly?”

A fire grew in you as you began to strengthen your thrusts into her. The small pants from Tsuki were music to your ears as the idol continued to encourage you.

“Oppa. I’m such a sweet-looking girl but with you, I’m just a bunny in heat. I want the load in my pussy so fucking hurry and d-drop it in me.”

The filth that left Tsuki’s mouth was amazing as you used all your remaining strength to fuck her tunnel.

“Y-You really are like a bunny in heat. Asking me to cum in you. Well, get r-ready then.”

A few more seconds passed as the gut feeling in your stomach rose to its peak. The throbbing from your length made the bunny gasp. With one final thrust, you shoved your length into her. The sudden shots of your load began to fill Tsuki to the brim with your semen. Your neck began to get small kisses and bites from Tsuki as she marked you as her own as well.

It honestly could have been seven shots of semen that caked from your cock. Despite being inside of the bunny still, your load began to leak out of her cavern. Finally, your peak ended as you dropped down on the couch, and on top of Tsuki.

A minute passed as you lifted your upper body off Tsuki. Her face was full with a smile as she began to laugh. Your own laughter as well as hers filled the room. Pulling your length out of Tsuki, your load began to leak even more out of the bunny’s cavern.

Once the two of you relaxed a bit more, you pulled Tsuki closer and kissed her on the lips.

“God. I never expected you to really act like a bunny in heat.”

“Oh, that was just the beginning Oppa. Your little bunny girlfriend will have all the time in the world to show you how wild she can get.”

Picking up Tsuki, you ran to your bedroom to continue the rest of your night with the idol.

The next day came as you heard your alarm go off. Next to you, Tsuki slowly began to wake up as well and hug you.

“Back to work Oppa. Let’s get ready.”

The rest of your morning goes by quickly as you get ready and eat breakfast. And you may have also had a quickie in the shower.

Walking up to the door, you unlocked the door and entered with Tsuki. Making your way to the sound of laughter, you saw all of the girls eating breakfast in the kitchen. Looking over, they saw your hand holding Tsuki’s and began to yell.

“Finally! Our plan worked! Thank you ladies for leaving early with me to get them to talk.”

“Yeah yeah Sua. Now finish up your breakfast and let's go to work.”

“Got it Oppa! I hope your thanksgiving was great then!.”

Looking over at Tsuki all you could do is laugh and nod your head.

“Yeah, Sheon. That was a great holiday.”

#kpopsmut #billliesmut #tsukismut

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spoopydooblr · 10 months

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My King Will Be Kind Chapter 7 / Kendall Roy x OC

an: YALL ITS BEEN A MIN! my bad!!! ive just been doing my thang and honestly fell out of love with this story for a sec. i had to rewatch some episodes of s4 to get myself back into it and here we are! this chapter is a bit of a filler, as next chapter is going to be Living Plus which should be a shitshow lmao. PLEASE enjoy and lmk what u think! i love getting your messages it literally makes my day!

tw: mentions of death, cursing

Even when the first season of Delirium came out and was trending on every platform, Stella was still flying mostly under the radar. Sure, she had her fans, but the hype around her was nothing like it was now.

Stella had given up on Twitter, as the reactions to her and Kendall were not so great. People either had no fucking idea who she was or were completely disappointed in her choice in men.

im not gonna lie idk who tf stella allen is

Stella...girl...kendall roy...?

E! News even did a segment on her a few nights ago.

"Who is Kendall Roy's new girlfriend?" The peppy anchor said. "Well I've got you covered, folks!"

Some of Stella's scenes from Delirium flashed across the screen. They even had a blurry pap picture from the wedding to complete the package.

After the segment, her mother called her, almost in tears.

"Stelly, baby, what have you gotten yourself into?" She asked.

"Everything's fine, Mom, please don't worry."

"I don't want you involved with that family. Your dad hated ATN, remember? And that guy...how old is he?"

She cringed. "I know, I know."

"I thought you liked that boy from the movie?" Her mother mentioned.

"You mean Damien?" Damien was a costar who she went on two dates with over a year ago. she knew her mom wanted the best for her, but that had been over.

"He was such a nice boy. Why don't you call him?"

"He broke up with me, remember?"

"Oh." She thought for a moment. "What about--"

"I like Kendall, Mom."

"Really, babes?"

"Yeah..." Stella paused. "I mean, he's actually a really good guy."

"I'm sure he is, but doesn't he have kids? Doesn't he have an addiction problem? Are you really ready to deal with all that?"

"He's clean now, he told me."

"Isn't that what every addict says?"

"He barely has time to use, Mom, he's so busy."

"How does he make time for you, then?"

Stella thought for a moment. To be honest, she didn't know how to answer her mother's question. Things were hectic, to say the least, for the Roy's right now.

As she sat in her apartment, scrolling through Twitter and defending herself against her mother, Kendall was at his father's wake. He had invited her to go with him, but warned that all of his family and company would be there.

"It's gonna be a fucking fuckfest." He had told her.

Though meeting Shiv was definitely on her radar, Stella couldn't bring herself to go. It wasn't even really a wake, it was more like a business meeting in a dead man's penthouse. There wasn't a place for her there, and she didn't want one. Kendall didn't seem disappointed, as there were other things on his mind. Neither of them wanted to be questioned by his family when there were important decisions to be made.

"It's going to be tough, Mom, but I like him. It'll be okay."

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It was later that night when Kendall appeared on Stella' doorstep again. They had been texting every day, but with Logan dying, Kendall and his siblings were busy. It almost felt like things were back to normal, if it weren't for the thousands of tweets about their relationship. She thought that Logan's death would have surpassed them in the news, but it only intensified the spotlight on her and Kendall.

Again, it was late at night when Kendall called her, saying he was at the front door. This time Stella was more prepared, as she was still up doing work. Still, she was eating cold pizza out of the box and wearing a big t-shirt and shorts when he called.

"You need to stop doing this." She teased, opening the door for him.

He was quiet as he stepped into the threshold of her tiny apartment. For once, he had nothing to say to her as he entered.

"What's up? How was the wake?" She ran her hands down his arms, genuinely concerned about his mood.

"It's--" He started. "It's me."

"What do you mean, baby?"

"It's me. I'm...I'm CEO. Me and Rome, we're gonna do it but it's me, mostly."

Stella's jaw dropped. Sure, she was used to having Kendall as COO of WayStar, but CEO? This was on a whole different level.

"You're what?"

"I'm the fucking CEO." He said, looking at her, his hazel eyes brimming with tears.

"You're the fucking CEO."

"Yeah."

Stella threw her arms around him. Though it was a bit of a shock, she knew that CEO was Kendall's dream. He worked his entire life to be in this position and he was finally getting to it. He returned the hug, picking her up.

"H-how did this even happen?"

"Dad wrote it down. Before he died. The board still has to decide, and the GoJo deal is still there, but for now, yeah, I'm it."

"Oh my God. That's insane."

"I know. Fuck."

"What have you done to celebrate?" She asked.

"Well, I just got out of the wake." He sat down on her couch. "I came right here."

Stella's heart soared. It made her incredibly happy that Kendall wanted to share this news with her first. She sat down next to him, trying to ignore the pizza crusts on the table next to them.

"Well what do you want to do?" She genuinely meant it, not in a sexual way.

"Honestly, I just really need to sleep. I, uh, have to be in the office tomorrow at eight."

"Oh, shit, okay."

"It's okay. I wanted to see you before the shit show starts tomorrow."

"Well, you're welcome to stay as long as you want, but I don't want to keep you."

"No, no." He pulled her into him. "You're stuck with me."

"In that case..." She kissed him softly. "Do you wanna smoke some weed?" Stella nodded towards the pipe on her endtable. There was a half-smoked bowl inside already.

Kendall smiled, "I think you read my mind, pretty girl."

She laughed, trying to reach the pipe while still in his grasp. Her hands reached the bowl and Kendall magically produced a lighter.

They sat across from each other on the couch, Stella handing the pipe to Kendall.

"You first, Mr. CEO." She giggled when a giant smile spread across his face.

He thanked her, taking the bowl and lighting it.

"Wait," Kendall said. "Won't this set off the alarm?"

"Oh, they're broken, don't worry." Stella laughed.

He nodded, lighting the pipe and inhaling.

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After twenty minutes and a few too many puffs later, Stella was curled into Kendall's arms on her tiny couch.

"The wedding was nice, you know." She whispered into the cold morning air.

"I'm sure it was. Con planned the whole thing."

"It was beautiful. Even the loony cake."

Kendall chuckled. "I'm glad you stayed. It says a lot about you."

"I love family. And I love weddings."

"You want a big wedding, Stella girl?" He said, weed clouding their minds.

"Yeah." She said, eyes glazed over. "I want a huge ring too. You think you can do that, Ken?"

"Definitely." He smiled, secretly promising to himself that he would actually, one day, make that happen.

"Not a boat though. Kinda tacky."

"Anything you want, Stell."

"Think you can get both of our families to get along?"

"That, I'm not so sure about."

She was quiet for a second. As much as talking about weddings was fun, it just reminded her of her father. Who would walk her down the aisle? Who would she dance with at her first dance?

"What's on your mind?"

"Nothing, I--" She started, "I miss my Dad."

"Me too." Kendall said.

She immediately felt bad for even thinking about her own grief. Kendall's wound was still fresh while Stella had grieved over a year ago.

"What happened to him?"

"He, um, went to sleep one night and didn't wake up." Hot tears pricked at her eyes. "My mom woke up next to his body. It was like, the worst thing ever."

"I'm sorry."

"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't be talking about it right now. You're like, grieving your own loss."

"My Dad was a piece of shit." Kendall laughed. "But he was still my Dad."

"I know baby." She looked up at him, both holding back tears. "I know."

He kissed her softly. All she could see in the dark room was his face.

"I think I love you." Kendall said, like it was the easiest thing in the world.

"What?" Stella sat up. She was not expecting to hear those words.

"Sorry, uh--" Kendall stuttered, and for once, he didn't really know what to say.

"You love me?"

"Yeah. I fucking do." They sat across from each other on the couch again, Stella frowning to herself.

She had no fucking idea what to say, but she knew one thing. "I love you too, Ken." Stella mirrored the goofy smile plastered on his face.

"I fucking love you, Stella girl." He kissed her face all over, pushing her down on the couch. "Let me make you mine."

She hummed as his lips traveled down her neck. "I'm yours, Kendall." Stella giggled as his cold hands reached under her shirt.

"As much as I'd like to fuck you, I really have to get some rest." He whispered, putting his head on her collarbone.

Stella nodded, knowing tomorrow was just first day as CEO and staying up late wasn't exactly the best idea. "Do you wanna stay?"

Kendall's face lit up. He nodded eagerly.

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Stella was awoken the next morning by her dog growling and barking from the kitchen. He probably wanted to be taken out. She rubbed her eyes, realizing that there was barely any light coming from the curtains. It had to be four in the morning. She rolled over, expecting to find Kendall, but he was nowhere to be found.

"Ken?"

"In here!" His voice boomed from the kitchen.

Stella reluctantly got out of bed, walking to the kitchen and seeing possibly the funniest thing she had ever seen.

Kendall was sitting criss-cross on the counter, hiding away from her dog. Stella couldn't help but laugh. Her dog was less than 15 pounds and was all bark and no bite. Of course, Kendall didn't know that and probably had never been around dogs in his life.

"Ken, oh my God." She giggled, taking a picture of his scared state on top of the counter.

"He was barking at me!"

"He's a chihuahua, Kendall." Stella said as she scooped up the little dog.

"Last time I checked, chihuahuas were mean."

"Okay, true. But Kurt is a sweetie, right baby?" She kissed the dog on the forehead. "Don't be mean to mommy's friend."

"Friend?" Kendall pretended to be hurt.

"Sorry. Don't be mean to mommy's boyfriend."

Kendall got down from the counter where Stella noticed he had been trying to make coffee with her old ass coffee maker.

"Oh, God, you didn't try to make coffee, did you?"

Kendall looked at her sheepishly. "When did you get this fucking thing? 1998?"

"When I was two years old? No."

"Jesus, you're a baby." He smiled at her. The age-gap thing was kind of weird for her still, as she had never dated someone as old as Kendall.

"And you're fucking old." She said, rummaging around to make coffee for him. "This coffee isn't great, sorry."

"It's okay. I'll have Fikret get me some. He's on his way."

Stella frowned, not ready to let Kendall leave their little bubble yet. "I'm so excited for you, Mr. CEO." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "You're gonna kill it."

#kendall roy #kendall succession #kendall roy x oc #kendall roy x reader

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samurairobotics · 2 years

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sNot toPiC

* * * i hate hot topic because it makes it seem like punk is a glamourous thing, more like a fashion and thus a joke than something that the true punks are passionate about. they take bands like blink 182 and mxpx, at the drive in and good charlotte, and call them punk, when they're nothing more than boi bands with guitars. in my view, it's making a mockery of the entire scene, making glittery sid vicious shirts when he couldn't even play bass, and using the word "punk" as an excuse to mass market a lifestyle and make a fashion statement. the issue on prefabricated bondage pants is the same - it's something that i've done for years, something i've spent countless hours working on. i was proud of my results, and then a bunch of teenyboppers pay $70 and buy pretty much the same thing that i had put so much effort into, not really knowing or caring why, just using it as an excuse to be trendy. personally, i know for a fact that if i was a prep or this proverbial 'trendy' that everyone finds so fascinating, i would hate punk, and even hate 'punk rAWk'. think about it - what do these people *really* know about punk? they haven't been to the shows, they haven't felt the closeness and the unity of a crowd for the varukers or beat the shit out of each other in the name of the vandals - that might tear their $50 shirt or $550 pants - or god forbid, scuff their $4500 combat boots. why? because true punk is dirty and disgusting... but what would that sell? hot topic and their allies have to glamourize it, find something in it marketable - preps like SHINY STUFF ... safety pins and studs are SHINY ... WE HAVE FOUND OUR HOT NEW PRODUCT!... NEW and IMPROVED culture! * * *

* * * i think that's what gets to me the most - if the preps want to convert to punk rockers, i have no problem, (the more the merrier, rite?) but they're only doing it because it's the new "in" thing and don't really know much about the culture in general. half the "punks" i see are clad in glittery vicious shirts, purple plaid dogpile bondage pants with sparkley studded bracelets and belts, and yelling "PUNK ROCK" when the only bands they know are emo. emo isn't really that punk, it's like a punk version of country - "my girlfriend left me and now i'm going to sing this song so the world will know who woeful i feel." granted, i do like a BIT of emo, but if i didnt listen to oxy and gbh and the fits and unseen and such, i wouldn't wanna run around telling people i'm punk rock just because i like the ataris. i beat the fuck out of ppl like that. i think hot topic kind of spawned the whole trend simply because it is a trendy store, preps go in there, see something that's trendy, and buy it. it's meaningless to them, just a fashion statement, and hot topic has pretty much made it as such, as they enlist the help of MTV and M2 to spread the word that this is the next big thing. come on people, step up and say OI - don't buy your identity at the mall! * * *

#punk #goth #emo #rock #hot topic #anti #blink 182 #good charlotte #text #angelfire

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joseopher · 1 year

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HELLO, LADIES, WORMS, HOMOSEXUALS

As we know I check the novacaine tags daily.

*opens Spotify*

*puts on Ambrosia Wine by Madds Buckley*

THERE'S BEEN A UPDATE TO GOD COMPLEX

GO READ IT HERE: god complex!!!!!!!!

WHY YOU SHOULD READ THIS FIC:

Callum is sooo petty

Callum is also sad and pathetic

Murder

YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHERE CALLUM TAKES TRISTAN

Nico continues to be best boy

#PROOFKINGNOVAISAGOODPERSON

New fashion trends

Spoilers! Spoilers! Spoilers! Spoilers! Spoilers! Spoilers! Spoilers!

"He repeated the words over and over in his head, wondering if going back home might be the better option. Sure, his father would punish him for leaving, maybe even make an example of him. Look at my horrible son who ran away, look at what happens if you disobey Adrian Caine. Tristan shuddered at the thought. A few days ago, he had seen one of his father’s men. He had ducked underneath a diner table so quickly that he got dizzy with it."

Awww Tristan is just having the worst time.

Poor guy... (*feeds off the angst like a wolf sucking blood of their kill*)

“'Tristan!' Nico shouted”

NICO! OUR BEST BOY! <3 <3 <3

“When you know him better he….I’m not sure how to say this without sounding like some girl convincing her friends that my boyfriend doesn’t suck. He’s not that bad. He’s not the evil mastermind you think he is. Reina isn’t either. She’s lovely. Powerful, yes. They both are. But they’re not…they’re not…fully evil. I guess. I’d say 75% evil.”

Come on Tristan, he's only 75% evil

"Although, last time Tristan seemed to like his chest. Maybe this time it would also work in his favor."

Callum has his priorities straight XD

"He could feel the heat coming from Tristan’s body. He wanted to pull him closer, pull on the fabric of his shirt, touch his skin, forcing him to look at him."

Or many he has his priorities gay o.o

"You’d look pretty on your knees.”

The characterization of Callum is so on point, Tristan is just miserable and Callum like "ha this is funny and amazing"

"Callum wished he could kiss him. Wished he could lick into his mouth and coax more words out of him. Wanted him to keep repeating it. Wanted him to keep begging him."

Correction Tristan is miserable and Callum is turned on.

"In the end, Callum didn’t pick one. He decided that he needed time to think about it and said it was almost time for dinner. Tristan wanted to strangle him."

Callum is the king (literally) of pettiness

“That’s why he’s testing you. Because you’re only doing it because you have no other choice. He wants you to do it because you want to,”

Gideon coming in the facts!!!!

"Nico nodded immediately, probably not even having heard the question."

He's thinking about Gideon, I just know it.

"Tristan didn’t know what Gideon and Nico had going on and why Callum was making a big deal out of it. Nico didn’t talk much for the rest of the dinner."

HA I WAS RIGHT! THIS IS IT L, THIS IS MY PERFECT VICTORY!

"When he had asked Libby where Gideon knew each other from Libby told him they used to be roommates. He figured that was the only reason why they always seemed so close."

Oh poor naive Tristan...

“Ahh, Caine, don’t be so sour about that. I’ll pick your clothes for you if it bothers you so much,”

HE CALLED HIM CAINE <3 <3 <3 <- a diseased person said this

"Maybe this p*ycho needed a bed partner after all, but Tristan was not that person. He’d never be."

*laughs knowingly*

"They were currently standing in a sex shop. Tristan could feel Callum’s eyes on him."

HA! CALLUM YOU DID NOTTTTTTTTTT!!!

“You can keep this. Maybe if you used it a bit you wouldn’t be this feisty.”

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"He also bought some condoms. He planned to conveniently drop them somewhere in the palace for both Parisa and Nico to find. Maybe that way Parisa and Dalton would finally fuck and Nico and Gideon would also finally cave and fuck whenever they wanted to. See, Callum wasn’t selfish. He cared about his people and their sex lives."

#PROOFKINGNOVAISAGOODPERSON #HEISSOGENEROUS

"He probably would have spit in his face if he could, Callum briefly wondered. Callum would let him."

Callum being horny on main

"Now wasn’t the time to admire Tristan’s strength or fighting skills. If it were the time, Callum would be salivating."

CALLUM BEING HORNY ON MAIN

“If you know who I am, you should have also figured out what I can do. And if you did you would also know not to touch what’s mine,”

AHHHHHHH "MINE"! HE SAID MINE!

"They had noodles and talked about nothing important."

Noodles are the best food ever. That is a fact. If you disagree with me you are objectively wrong.

“'You’re covered in puke,' Tristan said.

“'New trend,' Callum tried to joke weakly.”

#NEWFASHIONTRENDSETBYKINGNOVA #FASHIONFORWARD

“Oh, you’d love to shower with me, I know. But I’m fine, don’t you worry darling.”

DARRRLLIIIINNGGGGGGGGG *dies*

I love how Callum still manages to tease Tristan even when he's on the brink of death <3

AMAZING FICCCCC

LETS GOOOOOOOO

IT WAS SO FUNNY AND SWEET AND AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I LOVE IT SO MUCHHHHHHHHH

#novacaine #tristan x callum #callum nova #tristan caine #the atlas six

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mingi-bubu · 2 years

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4. “How would that even work?”

Fictober22~ soulmate au, uni au, strangers to soulmates, mingi is mentioned a lot for a character who doesn’t actually speak in this, author plays fast and loose with electrical engineering and art, seunghun x reader, ~2.4k

Ever since you were a wee lamb, you've known about Words. You knew that They connected you to another person, or persons. According to your Ma, Words are the first thing that comes from the person you're Connected with when they meet you.

Your Ma told you how she found hers, suddenly appearing one day when she was starting uni. She traced over Them on the side of her neck, just barely hidden by her hair, with a faraway look on her face. 'As far as the crow flies' is what her Words are. She met your father in the courtyard by the dorms because he overheard her asking her friend how far they thought she could throw the Frisbee. And the rest was history.

Your Words didn't appear until you were nearly out of uni. One day your left hand was plain and unmarked, and you woke up the next with Words that said 'How would that even work?' running from the crook of your thumb to almost the tip of your index finger. You remember staring at Them for ages, marveling at how right it felt to see Them, how They didn't seem to feel any different from your own skin. They were a little faded compared to people who've met their Connected(s), but that's normal. Words don't darken until They're communicated by the right person.

It was weird how fate had matched with your bachelor's program—electrical engineering major with a minor in visual arts. You used the things you learned in major courses to help with projects in your minor courses. Of course, this caused a lot of people to ask, “How could that work at all?” or “Why do you think that would even work?”

Questions that were so similar to your Words, but just a bit off. You're happy you made friends with people who understand your ideas, though. Yonghee, an engineering mathematics major whom you met in your freshman year, was someone who encouraged you to try anything you came up with. Mingi, an econ major a year ahead of you who studied how math and the fashion industry intersect, was someone you relied on for inspiration for your visual arts minor. You often asked him about current trends to see how you could incorporate that into your robots' designs. You have a few other close friends—Jenny who was a year below you and studying data science; Belle who was undecided but seemed to be leaning towards math education—but Yonghee was your closest friend.

Which is why you called him at six in the morning because you finally had inspiration on your next art project and told him to meet you at the art studio in an hour and bring black tea with a smidgen of honey.

"And I'm doing this for you on a Saturday, why?" He asks, his words coming out muffled. You figured he had his head half buried in his pillows as usual. "Mmm, because you're my best friend whom I love and cherish?" Your voice is sugar-sweet as you set your phone down on your bedside table and put the call on speaker. When he doesn't respond, you call his name to see if he was awake still.

"No, I'm awake," he says, and you hear the sheets rustle as he turns over, "I'm just waiting on a better reason." His voice is still sleepy, but the words come out much more clearly.

You roll your eyes and start sifting through your dresser for your art clothes; clothes that you wouldn't mind getting paints, oil pastels, charcoal, etc. on. "Okay, how about I buy us lunch when you force me to stop working because you're hungry?"

"I choose where we eat?"

"Yes, Yong, you can choose where we eat." You throw on your paint-stained jeans and an old T-shirt from your high school days. It has a purposefully faded image of a dragon being slain by a knight. It used to have words underneath that read something like 'A Knight to remember!' and the date of the big game between your school and your rivals. You turn to your desk and open your Little Box of Toys, as Mingi calls it, and start checking to see what you want to bring with you for the beginning stages of the project.

"I'll see you at seven. You going to your regular studio?" He checks, yawning afterwards. You hum an affirmative, and he says, "Cool. See you soon."

The phone beeps to let you know he ended the call, and you walk back to your bedside table to grab it. As soon as you pick it up, your phone begins to vibrate, your ringtone playing. Yonghee's face appears in the little contact circle.

You're a little confused, but you answer it. "Yeah, Yong?"

"Forgot to tell you something," he says. He sounds completely awake now, and you take a guess at what he forgot.

"Aww, you forgot to say you love me," you simper, batting your lashes even though he can't see.

"Sure," he dismisses, "but also that a friend from high school is visiting from out-of-town, and he might be coming with me to the studio."

"I'm not buying him lunch," you immediately say, "if we're going where I think you'll want to go, I'm barely going to have enough to cover the both of us."

"It'll be fine. He might choose to sleep in, instead." The unspoken "like I was going to" hangs in the air. "Either way, Mingi is going to whisk him away in the early afternoon."

"Gi knows him? You guys didn't go to high school anywhere near each other, though."

"They both did dance competitions back then. Min just didn't choose to major in it, unlike Seunghun."

"Oh, neat!" You say. "Well, he is certainly welcome to come with you. Mingi, too, if he wanted to get up this early."

There's a moment of silence before the two of you laugh. "Okay, okay, I'll see you soon!"

Once again, your phone beeps to let you know that the call is over. You set your phone on your desk next to your Little Box of Toys and go into the bathroom to brush your teeth and finish the rest of your morning routine. When you come back, you see that Yonghee texted you to remind you to bring a heavier jacket because it's supposed to be cold out today.

You smile, touched at your friend's thoughtfulness. You open the message to thank him, but before you can type the words, he sends another message explaining that he didn't want to deal with you being all whiny when you got sick.

Refusing to dignify it with a response, you shove the phone into your jacket pocket. You grab the rest of your things, put your shoes on, and check that you have the keys to get you into the studio. With that all done, you leave for the studio, locking your door behind you and pocketing the keys.

You get there before Yonghee, of course. The route to the building has been ingrained in your mind since the second half of freshman year. You're polite about it, though, and wait just on the other side of the entry doors. Yonghee was right; it was cold out today. While you waited for him, only twenty more minutes before he was late, and he had to pay for lunch as forfeit, you looked around at the entryway. Your eyes fell on the bulletin board filled with posters advertising everything from a reward for a lost hedgehog to baking lessons for French pastries.

There was something about the arts building in the early morning when nobody was around that gave you a sense of where you stand in the eyes of the universe. Sure, you have Words, you have fate that Connects you to another. But the universe doesn't care about that, or rather, Words are not the only thing that exists to the universe. You can tell by how the weak light of morning starts to fully come out from behind the clouds. The beams of light fall through the window and dust motes dance in it. The leaves outside that had dark outlines around them on the sidewalk from the rain the night before that hadn't yet evaporated. The birds starting to chirp and bounce from branch to branch, tree to tree. The universe had its own rhythm and beat, and it didn't care what you did or who you were. It was both comforting and terrifying at the same time.

The idea of Connecting did the same. Words were, in a way, Themselves Connecting you to the universe. You’ve heard different reports on what happens when one’s Words darken. Some people say they feel like the wind has been knocked out of them. Others say they feel like something in their life had clicked into place. Your Ma told you that for her, she felt like someone had put her inside a meat locker. She said your father felt like he was sitting right next to a bonfire.

You were broken from your thoughts by the door opening, the cold air whooshing in along with Yonghee and another person who you assume is Seunghun. Yonghee held your tea in one hand, his drink in another. The edges of a bright orangey-pink paper bag from the café by his apartment sticks out of his pocket. Seunghun was eating a breakfast sandwich, his cheeks and nose pink from the cold. You waved them further in, grabbing the door behind them and pulling it shut faster than it would have on its own.

Yonghee was bundled in a sweater with a scarf and his windbreaker over it. A beanie with a pink and gray poof on top, matching the scarf, sat on his head. His darker pink hair stuck out from it in several places. Seunghun was wearing a dark gray beanie and a navy blue peacoat. Despite it being obvious he was still tired, he was handsome. You could tell from the way he carried himself that he is a dancer, and that he seems like someone who wants to and likes to laugh a lot. Both of them wore their backpacks.

Yonghee hands you your tea. "So, tell me about your project."

You excitedly start talking about your project, leading the two down the hall to your favorite studio in the back, a corner room. You like the amount of natural light that you get there. It’s also usually ignored in favor of the other studios because of its size, so you didn’t really have to worry about someone walking in and disturbing you.

"Okay, so I read about this story that someone told about their college professor who used Tesla coils to show how electricity is conducted in plexiglass. I want to do something similar to that, but with a different spin to it." You explain as you open the door to the studio, setting your Little Box of Toys on the design desk. You gesture to the chairs, "Go ahead and take a seat wherever. Today I'm just getting the rough idea of it down, the blueprint if you will, and maybe starting on some smaller Tesla coils."

The two guys do as you say, sliding their backpacks off, dropping them to the ground, and Yonghee pulls out the paper bag from his pocket. He takes his own sandwich out of it and starts eating. Seunghun looks at you politely, watching as you talk with your hands about the project.

"I want to do something similar, but with paper if possible. If not, I'll use plexiglass and inks. I’m probably going to experiment with sizes of the coils first to see which one is most doable in this context." You take a sip of your tea and set it down, exchanging it for a little robotic joint from your box, just to have something to fiddle with in the meantime. Yonghee nods along, understanding the basic idea of your project.

Seunghun raises a hand, and when you look at him, he asks hesitantly, "How would that even work?"

You nearly snap the joint in half at hearing him say your Words, and you look down at your finger. It felt like it was burning and cooling all at once, Words darkening as if They were rising like a tide. Staring at Them, you reflexively reply, "Wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?"

As soon as those words come out of your mouth, Seunghun's eyes widen. Thinking he is upset with you, you start apologizing. "I am so sorry, I have no idea where that came from! It's just something I do to Yonghee all the time."

“Thanks,” said boy mutters, taking a sip of his drink.

Seunghun breaks into a smile, his left hand coming up to rest on his right shoulder, fingers tightening around the dark wool. "Still don't have a clue about how you'll control the electricity, but I'm glad to know that the person with my Words is so ambitious."

You can't help but smile back, a warmth spreading from your chest to the rest of your body. You feel a little giddy, a little like you can’t really focus on reality. "Well, I mean, I'll have a Faraday cage around some of my stuff. My electronic devices—phone, tablet, etcetera—will be protected from the electricity, but no, I won't have any control."

He looks a little worried at your explanation, but Yonghee reassures him. “YN is used to working with this kind of thing. Believe me, they’ll be fine.”

A thought strikes you, but hesitation rises with it. Deciding that there’s no harm in asking, you say, “If you wanted, if you’re able to of course,” the words stumble out of your mouth, “you could, um, sit with me and watch when I get to that part of my project?”

“Yeah…” he says slowly, “yeah, that would be nice.” He ducks his head down briefly, and you can see that he’s trying to hide another smile. As a result, you do the same, looking down at your shoes, trying to hide your pleased smile.

Yonghee looks at the both of you, and sighs dramatically while he picks up his backpack, walking towards the small set of tables clustered in the opposite corner of the room. “I’m going to die from sweetness overload if I look at the two of you any longer.”

#fictober22 #cix scenarios #seunghun scenarios #kim seunghun scenarios #sorry about my mingi bias LEAPING out in this #jae.works

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One of the reasons why I can never fully get behind the sustainable fashion/anti-fast fashion movement is because the movement, on the whole, has a massive classism and fatphobia issue which result in it missing the big problems in unsustainable fashion and blaming the wrong people.

And you’re free to take what I’m saying as being a slightly biased perspective since I’ve brought a lot of clothes from primark and Shien and other places which are known for being unsustainable, but hear me out.

For me, the biggest problems in unsustainable clothing (aside from being unsustainable and the abuse of workers to make them) are the following: constant style changes and the social pressure to keep up with the new trends leading to people having full wardrobe changes on a yearly basis if not more often; inability or unwillingness to fix the clothes that we currently have; and generalised overconsumption from multiple other reasons (needing something for every occasion, needing something new for special occasions, having monthly subscriptions for workout leggings, etc).

But the way in which many of these people talk about sustainable clothing makes it seem like every single person who buys clothing from these unsustainable shops is a a big part of the problem and that they just all need to stop. But that ignores why so many people are buying these clothes in the first place: they’re the only places people with limited disposable incomes can afford and very few places offer plus size clothing. I buy from Shein because very few other places offer clothing up to a size 22-24UK which is what I need and most don’t have anything close to the range Shein has and it can’t be beat on price which is important for a recent graduate with a limited income. I’m also very limited on where I can buy bras because so few places go up to a G-cup (there’s even one shop which only does like DD+ bras and I can’t buy from there because they don’t go up to my band size.)

And then their response is ‘well, just thrift everything’. Even when I was a size 12-14, I struggled to find clothes in charity/thrift/second hand stores which where in my size and style. (And bare in mind that my style was like plain blue/black jeans with plain or patterned t-shirts so it’s not anything weird or wacky.) Like, my sister and I would often go to the 4-5 charity shops in my local high street and I only ever bought a couple of bits of clothing because there was nothing in my size and style. How much harder is it going to be now that I am significantly larger? I remember a few years back, before I gained my pandemic weight, struggling to find anything that was in a size 18-20 in charity shops, but you think everyone is going to easily be able to fill their wardrobe with good quality items from charity shops? Even though it’s now more expensive due to thrifting becoming so much more popular and these shops are filled with people Shein haul dumps? Like, I even saw one woman who did these ‘outfits you can buy from a thrift store’ videos where she put together these awesome outfits for people just on what was around this one store she was in and she was challenged to do one for plus sized people and they were so boring and almost disgusting in comparison. One outfit was a random printed t-shirt and a pair of shorts. That was literally the best plus size outfit she could put together.

Moreover, their biggest argument against people buying from these fast fashion brands is that these clothes aren’t made to last. And I do agree on some level: they aren’t the best quality clothing in the world and aren’t really made to last for years on end and there are many items which are really designed for only a use or two (shoes tend to be the worst in my opinion). But with all that being said, I’ve bought primark shirts which have lasted me for years. They may last a little longer because I do try to sew up my stuff when it breaks, but it’s certainly not the wear it once and then it disintegrates in the wash type of quality that many of these activists make it out to be. Just because they’re not designed to last for years on end doesn’t mean that people don’t make them last. And also, people tend to figure out quite quickly on what’s worth the money and what’s not. I don’t buy bras or jeans from Primark because the couple of times I did they fell apart within weeks, so I used to get New Look jeans which lasted a good couple of years. But I’ll happily buy their shirts because, aside from the odd 1 or 2 shirts, most of them have lasted for at least a couple of years before they’re beyond saving or no longer fit.

It reminds me of that story about shoes and poverty costing interest. A poor man will buy $10 shoes because that’s all he can afford and, if he’s lucky, they will last a year before they’re too broken to wear. A rich man will buy $50 shoes which will last a decade because he can easily afford to do so and spends less in the long run than the poor man. But the poor man can’t buy the $50 ones because he never has the $50 to spare, only ever $10. Why can’t people realise that this applies to clothes too?

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Newsletter #53: The advert for new Prada Beauty perfume Paradoxe directed by Emma Watson

More and more I’ve been trying to lean into the things that make me, me. Getting a bit obsessed and involved over a particular image, show, campaign or music video is always something I’ve enjoyed doing, but I’ve never really shared it anywhere. But recently, I realised that it could be the way I interact more on social media. I know, social media can be a cesspit of human fails, but it also can be a creative outlet. I just think I’ve always assumed that this outlet involved me having to do dances that make me feel silly, bare my soul, sell my soul for products or rant at the world. Instead I can use it to share the things I’m interested in and if you’re interested too, then hey, it serves another purpose.

So this week’s obsession has been the advert for the new refillable Prada perfume: Paradoxe. Here’s why it’s interesting to me.

What’s a paradox? Firstly, in case you’re sat there wondering exactly what is a paradox - like I was; it’s a statement that may seem contradictory but can be true, or at least make sense. For example, the phrase, ‘less is more.’

The hashtag for the campaign is in itself a paradox: #neverthesamealwaysmyself hints at how although we are individuals, we can take on many forms, literally and figuratively.

The campaign Prada chose actress and activist Emma Watson to be the muse and invited her to write her own script, narrate the story and direct the visuals. It’s actually been hilarious to read some of the comments on sites such as The Daily Fail; a lot of men seem to be really upset that the Harry Potter actress got the gig. What’s interesting is the seeming action of putting the actress in charge, of her vision, how we see her; several comments on YouTube suggest that viewers are truly involved and invested in learning more about Emma not just the new fragrance. I find that interesting because of course it could be a gamble for the brand; this could be a move that’s bigger for the actress than the perfume.

It does seem believable that the vision we’re being shown comes very much from Emma; she has often expressed distaste at how forceful societal norms can be - how turning 30 supposedly means you should have life figured out, have a partner and a family etc. In the ad she asks why should she be framed, when the boxes we create are too small? She says she is always herself, no matter her imperfections, her mood or what is happening. She even goes so far as to say: ‘I am partnered with life itself’, which echoes something she said a few years ago about being ‘self-partnered’ and at the time that statement was widely mocked in the press and online.

Today it’s a refreshing message and definitely works with Prada’s own iconic minimalism. Miuccia Prada has been at the helm of the family brand since 1978, and she is the one who instilled an almost severe yet fun approach to fashion. Her collections have often looked a little like school uniforms, from pleated skirts and crisp button-up shirts to stiff coats, but there’s always been an element of frivolity.

When it comes to the new ad, the brand’s own ideals are still there, but there is also a strong reference to ‘90s ideals and beliefs, especially where imaginings of what the future might look like are concerned. For instance the multiple television screens and industrial settings, complete with puddles and heavy boots, definitely look back to music video trends of the ‘90s. It’s also got this dreamy yet earthy vibe - kind of a hopeful note – showing Emma doing yoga surrounded by nature, dancing in the open air and painting a huge work of art. While it does show Emma wearing a virtual reality headset, which is of course a nod to our immediate, very real future, it still feels like a very idealist and yet nostalgic vision of the future, which might make sense as the actress is in her 30s.

While descriptions of the fragrance so far have been limited to big, fruity and floral with hints of leather, as per the Fragrantica site, on Prada Beauty’s YouTube channel a list of three ingredients and descriptions (perhaps reflecting the 3 sides of the isosceles triangle that also denotes the iconic Prada logo) go as follows:

The freshness of Neroli buds

The sensuality of Amber

The intensity of Musk

While that’s a limited description it does sound like something I’d want to try - I love musk and am definitely into the freshness of Neroli. Those three notes also feature in Narciso Rodriguez’s 2021 Neroli Ambree fragrance, which is quite fruity. On the new Prada Beauty Instagram there is also imagery showing vanilla pods, and on their website they mention Jasmine, so I’m not sure if all of these ingredients feature in the new fragrance or if there’s something else we can expect.

One thing’s for sure, I don’t think it will be long before Prada lovers will have to wait for makeup - back in 2019 Prada signed a contract with L’Oreal to license their fragrances so makeup is likely to be next. I’m personally quite excited about this, as Prada’s always been one of the fashion houses to skew our definitions of beauty when it comes to its shows. The legendary makeup artist Pat McGrath is often the one that Prada calls on to create magical, sometimes futuristic, always imperfect makeup looks behind the scenes, so I’m really intrigued as to where a potential makeup collection could take us.

For me what is most interesting is just how Prada has managed to capture our attention - even if it’s only until the next beauty launch. The brand has of course launched other perfumes - I used to wear Candy myself - but it seems like it’s enjoying a new evolution since designer Raf Simons joined Miuccia Prada as Co-creative director in 2020. It’s been said that Raf himself is obsessed with the Prada triangle, so I’m wondering if he had any influence over the ad as we see the triangle referenced in buildings, in Emma’s Euphoria-style eye makeup and in her Prada earrings.

Of course the biggest celebration of the triangle comes in the shape of the bottle of Prada Paradoxe.

The triangle bottle has rounded edges for softness and the perfume itself is a coral pink, which actually reminds me of the younger Prada brand, Miu Miu. I really like the deep black lid and I think it might provide a hint re how the potential branding of a makeup line could look. I did read on the Fashion Law that back in June last year the brand trademarked a simplified, black version of their branding, and that makes perfect sense for a strong beauty look. Also, it should be noted that Prada has never taken part in logomania culture – as often utilised by Louis Vuitton and Gucci, and instead has always preferred to hint at luxury or coolness, remaining discreet and minimalist, so again it would be interesting to see how that plays out in makeup, or even possibly skincare. It’s still early days but so far I’m seeing a lot of people comparing the bottle with the Guess triangle and the bottle of the Valentino V fragrance from 2005. What I’m really after are real reviews of the fragrance itself. Watch the full ad here:

What do you think? Are you ready for Prada Beauty?

Find out more at https://www.prada-beauty.com/paradoxe.html

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#emma watson #prada #prada beauty #prada paradoxe #perfume #narciso ambree #narciso rodriguez #newsletter

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