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nekomancave · 1 year
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀( – ⌓ – ) jessica icons ⌢ ₊  
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jonghyunpoet · 2 years
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f(x) '4 Walls' icons AMBER and KRYSTAL
like or reblog if you save! - ♡🐻
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maskedtrait · 1 year
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Ough bebe....
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eternalsa2z · 6 months
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Chained
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"Mmmm you didn't turn out half bad. Not as hot as me, of course, but good enough to be my side kick"
Behind her the brunette posed uncertainly, stunned by her transformation. She hadn't expected that super fake, rich bitch Jade to give her the time of day. But when she was pulled aside and a little necklace forced around her neck, she became chained to this tanned bratty doll.
"Don't worry about the necklace. It's certainly lacking compared to mine, but still enough to lock you into a hot body for the rest of the night. If you're lucky, I'll let you keep it."
Keep it? She wondered to herself. Stay in this curvaceous body? Forced to strut through the clubs behind Jade, following her every move. Supporting every catty statement, helping pay for shopping sprees, keeping an eye out for any hot hunk or honey who might be worth of their attention. That sounded...addicting.
"In fact, if you prove your worthy of being in my squad, you get a letter. Perhaps a nice 'K' to follow right behind 'J'? Krystal seems like a hot name. Let's see if she can be a hot bitch to match"
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vaniloqu3nce · 11 months
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More about the wenclair kids, this post is dedicated to @krystal-maiden because they wanted to know more about the twins! If anyone wants to ask anything about them, I’d happily share my hyperfixations with anyone (:
Leonidas is a pack animal and prefers company. He follows his moms everywhere and whenever his uncles visit he will hold something they have hostage so they can stay longer. Leonidas was jealous that Wednesday AND Enid had brothers, so he asked for brothers for his birthday. He got two twin sisters instead.
When the twins came home, Leonidas tried to return them because he thought they got the wrong kids.
Vittoria and Naenia are not identical twins, in fact one look at them and nobody could tell they were twins at all. Vittoria is the spitting image of Enid and Leonidas save for her nearly black eyes. And Naenia is the spitting image of Wednesday, except her bright blue eyes which stare into the soul of anyone and everyone.
Naenia and Vittoria were born with their dominant gene being psychic, and because of their twinship they share a connection. If Vittoria cries, Naenia will start crying soon after. If Vittoria is hungry, Naenia will cry, if Naenia wakes up in the middle of the night and sits there quietly, Vittoria will wake up and start crying. If Naenia needs to be changed, Vittoria will start crying. Leonidas noticed this and immediately started trying to experiment to figure out the limits of this. Wednesday always manages to catch him before someone gets beheaded though.
Vittoria was smiling as soon as they left the delivery room. (They had to make sure Leonidas didn’t cut the breaks) Naenia didn’t stop crying unless Wednesday held her and they didn’t like to be separated. Leonidas spent the entire car ride pouting because he wanted brothers.
Naenia has a permanent glare, unless her face is relaxed, like when she’s inspecting Enid’s fangs or near Vittoria. (Naenia will play with Enid and Leo’s fangs as a baby) The first time she smiles is at Leonidas as he’s about to set her on fire, and he decides she is more useful alive (his heart melts and he realizes he’d protect his baby sisters with his life). Vittoria is a very happy baby so long as she’s entertained. She’s very curious and tries to get into everything Leo owns (annoy him to death) and thus starts their life long prank rivalry.
Yoko loves the twins and Leo, she insist they call her aunty or dad (Wednesday firmly disagrees even though she is their god mother). Frequently Yoko just pops into the house with gifts for the twins and Leo. Vittoria loves anything colorful to chew on and expensive (she seems to be able to smell what costs money). Yoko very quickly becomes Vittoria’s favorite and Naenia loves her fangs.
Leonidas always tries to ambush and kill Yoko but she’s much faster and stronger than he is. Yoko just thinks he’s adorable every time he tries to jump on her back with a toy knife. He makes it his goal to defeat her in combat (even though he won’t say it, he respects her a lot). And he likes that she protects Enid, Leo is very protective of his moms.
Naenia loves being around Leonidas, she smiles most as a baby when he watches horror movies with her.
Vittoria loves when there are a lot of people around to watch, she doesn’t like to be bored at all. She often spends time in Leonidas’s old carrier with Enid because she likes to move around. And because Naenia doesn’t like to be far from her, Enid buys a second one for Wednesday to use in public. She is appalled. She wears it anyway. They’re in their snood colors.
Enid: We can match!
Wesnesday: …Leo I think your mom is trying to send me to an early grave.
Leonidas: Grave digging! :D
Wednesday, nodding: Yes we do have to take them on their first grave robbing expedition, they’re getting about that age.
Enid: …they’re five months old.
Wednesday: By that age my father and my uncle had already taken me across the sea to slay my first kraken with them. It’s a bonding experience for family.
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smutoperator · 4 months
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Imagine you could get a calendar where each month is a different idol in a sexy pose, wearing either very little or nothing at all.
Who would you have for each month?
I'm going with idols I already enjoy their poses and match them with their respective birthday months.
January is an easy choice, obviously Jennie
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For February I will make an innocent girl show herself in a slutty manner for the first time: Minju.
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For March we are gonna bring an idol with some experience in those photoshoots. The gravure girl herself Miyawaki Sakura.
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April has to be for Karina, everybody wants to see those saggy tits in full display.
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May is for mommy. Sunmi is my pick for this month.
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June I'd have another cute going slutty, this time Arin flaunting her big naked ass.
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July I'd go with a girl on the thicker side: Hwasa
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August very easy pick: everybody wants to see Wonyoung and her pink pussy.
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September is another easy choice, the model-esque Nana.
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October I'd go with another 2nd gen queen: Krystal.
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November I'd go with the idol I want to see the most doing gravure: Momo.
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And finally if I took Nana for September I'd took the idol the looks like her the most for December, Doyeon.
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Some idols here are more classy some are raunchier but I'd love to see all of them doing sexy poses while wearing nothing at all.
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cardsbizarreadventure · 2 months
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☆꧁✬◦°˚°◦. ♠ ♣ ♥ ♦ .◦°˚°◦✬꧂☆ Finally finished this piece I was so eager to finally get it done. I tried really hard this time to match the whole YGO style and shading. Of course I was inspired by I think it's like a collab image with Kaiba and Yugi and I just decided to do my own version since I wanted to make something epic for the two of them. Of course this image has a little trivia and the meaning behind their cards of course. So I am going to leave it in an undercut in case anyone wants to read it . Thanks for my friend @stormcr0w yet again for this awesome idea !!
So magically apparently my brain just randomly decided to click together the whole story and @stormcr0w just basically fueled it even further. I was looking for a possible card to connect Val to since I want it to be her separate thing and have her Ka connected with something else entirely. I stumbled upon "Krystal Dragon" because I really enjoy the idea of it and I might pick up on more story on it. So the whole idea is (that I forgot that Kaiba uses TWO of them in DSOD) so this makes up for a perfect headcanon between the two of them. It actually symbolizes the idea upon how Val has an impact on Kaiba which that is why he has that card that holds dear. It basically shows that he is going through a change and that he is beginning to acknowledge his emotions more (and towards Val ). It's basically a precious symbol upon how he needs to stop living in the past and move on with his life and enjoy his future more. I have so much story to share about them , I promise I will come around to share more of it <3.
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happysparklingshadows · 7 months
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𝙼𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚢 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚢 + 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝 (’96)
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Warnings: Misty Quigley lol, drugging, smut, mature themes. 
Notes: I fucking love Misty and I think she needs to have more love! @zhivaxo @g1rlsriot @h-doodles
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Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?
Misty is very affectionate and shows it in all the ways of the five love languages. She kidnaps you, gives you quality time, touches you, praises you, gives you gifts of whatever you want, and even cooks your food (with or without drugs inside of them). She is intense and will tell you she is the only person to love you this way, and you can’t disagree. No one would treat you like their whole world and mean it. 
Blood: How messy are they willing to get regarding their darling?
Misty Quigley is not ashamed of how she can be. She will protect you and never feel guilty for something so simple. Protecting you; keeping you is all Misty cares about. She would fucking burn someone alive if it meant she could keep you. 
Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?
Misty will abduct you, it’s just a matter of time and money to keep you somewhere safe, but she is not cruel about it. She would tease you, “Oh baby, is that too much for you? I know it’s stressful, baby.” But she doesn’t mock your fear or anger; she wants you to love her again. 
Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?
A lot of things. She will make you wear things like her to match, she will force you to kiss her even when you don’t want to, Misty will make you hang out with her, Misty will overwhelm you, and she will not go away. She is overbearing but doesn’t force herself too much because she doesn’t want to scare you off. 
Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?
Funny enough, Misty is a really guarded and not very vulnerable person. She has only been rejected and ridiculed for how she was and couldn’t change. She doesn’t let people in, even close to her. The wilderness experience was the only time Misty felt a part of a community; even then, she was still seen as an outcast. She wants to be accepted and loved but has grown her walls so high that she doesn’t know how to lower them. She lets you peek into her inner self by crying and coming to you after a mean comment. I feel like the Krystal situation would happen with you there, and Misty would make you quiet, and you just would because she is the only one to accept you. 
Misty cries quietly beside you at night, the other girls asleep, and finally gives Misty a moment just to feel her feelings. Misty doesn’t allow herself to cry too much; she is always told to hold her feelings in out of “Babies only cry, Misty. Don’t be a baby.” being told to her since she was 5 years old. 
Misty was never allowed to show those feelings in her house, and she never got to see her parents, so when she saw them, she just got used to acting like she was okay. Her breath hitches, and the smallest whimper falls from her lips. 
You stir beside her, your hand resting on her small chest and feeling the frantic heartbeats of your girlfriend. You open your eyes to Misty, wiping the waterfall of tears. 
“Misty-” 
“I’m okay-I’m okay, honey. Go back to bed, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry.” Misty quivered, her lip jetting in and out as she held her sobs. She quietly cuddles closer to you, and her smaller hand wraps in your hand. 
“Misty, it’s okay. I’m right here. Let it out; let's cry together.” You coo to her and pet her nest of blonde curls. Your fingers comb through her strains to calm her down. 
Misty whimpers and buries her face in your chest as she cries into it. She doesn’t want to talk about why or what she thinks; she just needs to cry. And you let her with open arms. You are the only person to ever do that for her, and she can never tell you how much she loves you for it. 
Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?
Misty would be desperate to return it or make it as before the fight. They would double down and force with everything they had, which is a lot because you are everything to them; they would just try to tell you they are right. They just want to love you and do right by you, and the world is just cruel to you two. They reject you two, but you two are the only ones to accept each other, at least in her mind. 
Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?
Yeah, she just would try and fail to hide it. She likes how you think you can escape her and that she couldn’t follow you with your scent alone. Misty knows everything about you and will do anything to get you back, and she wins every time.
Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
Oh, I think Misty would have a lot of uncomfortable moments out in public and private with you. I think the worst event would be if she hurt you and she did do something harmful to you physically. I think Misty would break your legs to keep you with her so you can’t physically leave her (kind of like killing stalking, sorry 😭)
Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?
Misty wants to spend every day with you until she dies. She always gives off an old soul, saying things like “I hope I go first because I couldn’t-“ and crying. The idea that you could leave her and have your own life without her is unsettling and would cause her to split. Misty would want to be married, but she doesn’t want to be pregnant or wants you to be impregnated with someone else’s baby. She WOULD NOT have it. Misty is lowkey a bottom in the relationship. Even if she plays this white knight figure for you, she would want you to propose. When she is longer in the wilderness, she will come to the idea that you two could propose together, making her so happy. 
You kiss Misty as she giggles, trying to be quiet as the other girls settle in for the night, “(Y/n), They’ll notice we’re gone!” 
You kiss her soft pink lips again and look into her brown eyes, smiling sweetly, “Let them notice that me and my girl are gone. I don’t care about what they think.” 
Misty blushed and smiled wildly, she didn’t know what to do with this good news and this reassurance. “I want to be with you forever!” She blurted, blushing. She immediately regretted it as she watched your face intensely to see your reaction. 
“I do too!” You say back and kiss her, wrapping your arms around her neck. 
Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?
Very. Misty gets very jealous and territorial about you and will confront them in her very Misty way.  She would push them away and remind you that you are hers with a pout and a thousand kisses to your face. She says, “I love you”s over and over as she pecks your cheeks. 
Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?
Misty is very loving as she is weird and possessive. Misty loves you and listens to you with no judgment. Misty would completely change her mind if you talked about something with passion. Misty doesn’t like friends because it kind of is weird, but because you talked about it like onto her, she would watch every fucking episode like it was a ticket into your heart. She is so invested in you and so loving about it. She has never met someone so wonderful and pure before. 
Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?
Oh, Misty approaches you like a knight in shining armor! She is a weird kid, and she accepts anyone who wants to be her friend, so you two become friends. I see Misty not speaking about her feelings for you at all and maybe even holding onto them for years. Misty and you met in freshmen year, and for three years, Misty would just stalk you from afar if she wasn’t trying to be your friend. Misty never really had that many friends, so for her to change your title in her brain from a friend to more took until you showed some interest back. The second you do, though, Misty will pounce on you. 
Misty’s eyes widen when she sees you lean into her. She feels like she is out of her body as she heard you liked her, and now as you sit on her bed at her sleepover without her parents, leaning into her to finally kiss her. 
Misty quickly kisses you back and closes her eyes. She is hungry for you, and her hands grab all over your back, with sharp grips with her fingers. She claws on your clothes, and you do her. You were losers all going through middle and high school, never having anyone to explore with or date; you two were each other’s only friends. You were the only person ever to accept Misty’s oddness that seemed to make her unlovable to the world. 
“Fuck, Misty-” You moan as Misty pulls your shirt over your head and litters your neck and chest with kisses. Kisses, bites, licks. She wants to devour you and have you inside of her forever. Her knee comes up to your pussy as she humps up to you. 
“Iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou-ah” She stammers and moans as she rubs against your thigh and you fall apart from her knee. Your hands rub and touch her body, worshiping her body and letting her feel the love she has never had. 
Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from how they act around everyone else?
I don’t believe Misty can really mask her feelings or motives. People in the show mention that she has an unsettling presence and that you can always tell when she is around. Misty has an aura about her that spells out all her darker ways before she can even speak. It’s her fatal curse never to be able to mask. 
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?
Misty would punish you in many ways. Misty usually uses her angry face to punish most of the time, but she can get physical by spanking you. Misty would get a tight lip, and she would just be wound up until she could explode onto you. 
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
Who told you that you have rights? Who said Misty had rights? To Misty and your relationship, almost no boundaries or things are entirely your own. Misty completely encompasses your life and is in every part of it. It is completely consuming being together, and it’s addictive to both of you, addicted to finally feeling accepted by someone. Misty doesn’t try to make you uncomfortable or like you can’t have things, but she has some serious control issues. 
Patience: How patient are they with their darling?
Misty is very patient with her love because she wants it in return. She doesn’t force too much at once and knows with some experience with you when to push and when to hold back information. 
Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?
Misty would simply kill herself. Misty couldn’t handle the idea or the feeling that the only person to accept her and let her be herself completely was gone. Gone forever, Misty couldn’t handle it. Misty would have broken the black box to stay close to you without the world's judgment of being gay or just being able to keep you close. 
Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?
Misty would never understand the feeling of guilt. I don’t think Misty has much, if any, empathy and guilt because I believe Misty has some sort of anti-personality disorder. Misty doesn’t like making you feel bad because she can’t handle seeing you upset WITH her. But she doesn’t know much about what she did to make you mad. 
Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?
Childhood. These tendencies developed by being labeled weird at a young age and neglected by her family; Misty never felt good enough to have anyone care about her. She wanted to be unique like everyone else who got asked how they were, and people would care about the answer. Misty is bullied throughout elementary, middle, and high school. She would hold onto the person who loves her like it’s her only way to breathe. 
Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?
Misty hates seeing you cry or distressed because she doesn’t know what to do. It’s like being left with an emotional child that isn’t yours, and Misty doesn’t know how to comfort you when you are crying. Misty is your girl if you need to vent or have comfort and are not crying. Misty will do ANYTHING for you to feel better. She sneaks you ibuprofen when you are in pain and doesn’t tell the others, gives you her servings when you are hungry, and combs your hair out of your face as you rage about someone being a dick to you. 
Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic Yandere?
I think Misty fits the Yandere trope very very well. But she is unique in the way that she is Misty. She is so odd and off-putting that it would be hard for her beloved not to notice those moments.
Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit to escape?
Her need to please you. She is a people pleaser broken by years of bullying and neglect. She just wants you to love her and to be loved. Just act like you love her and leave. She will follow you, though. 
Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?
I think the worst thing Misty would do to you is drug you to calm you down. She seems like she would not handle you rejecting her and being distressed. She would just give you something to knock you out. 
Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?
Misty worships you, but it is not the same as how Lottie worships you. Misty worships the ground you walk on for having the charity for letting her be around you, let alone being able to love you. Misty finds you to be like gold dust in a pan. She finally found what she has been working hard for and living a hard life. 
Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?
Misty would take years because her insecurities would stop her. Misty is somewhat slow to show that she is attracted to you and in love because you are her only friend. Misty would snap when the reader shows interest in her, and she wouldn’t even think more about it. 
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
Misty would be clumsy and awkward in her attempt to break you. When Misty is just being herself and loving you the way she does with all of her being, you would just accept it because she is the only person in your life. She worships the ground you walk on. 
Yandere Level
10/10 (Misty is the most classic Yandere character I have seen in a Western show so far in my lifelong guilty pleasure of yanderes) 
Freedom Level
2/10 (You are not free because Misty knows your every move and will not let you out of her sight, but you can do something behind her back, and she wouldn’t be super angry about it.)
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Vanessa ✿  Natalie
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full-loup · 2 months
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A Blessing or a Curse?
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Fat Krystal art with an associated short story!
The ancient Cerinian fertility idol slipped from Krystal's grasp. Despite having gone to a great deal of effort to acquire such a rare treasure, she found her mind on other matters entirely as the one-of-a-kind clay object bounced along the edge of the dirt path and tumbled down the slope so close besides. The idea that the artifact was entirely responsible for her current predicament was all but inarguable at this point, yet somehow it seemed like the vixen's proximity to it did not relieve her from its catastrophic effect upon her body.
"What… What is happening?!" The blue fox gasped as she looked downwards at bosoms that were already filling her vision. Just past them she could also see her belly slowly ballooning to a size and shape more befitting a large melon before her view of it was eclipsed by a set of breasts that soon each took on a similar girth themselves, "This can't be right! How is this possible?!"
Her difficulty believing in her predicament did precious little to stop it as the once slim and fit Vixen found herself swelling fatter and heavier, her body piling on with pound after pound of soft, weighty blubber. Her creaking bikini top, which had first alerted the poor woman to her condition, was now groaning ominously as it struggled to contain her engorging chest. Krystal could do little but watch as they continued to bloat, resting heavily upon the swell of a belly that was now the size of a boulder. As more and more of her body puffed up and out, she found her ability to survey the damage hampered, not only thanks to her now generously endowed cleavage blocking her view, but because her own neck and face had gotten so puffy that it made turning her head even more difficult. Even so, she could certainly feel her legs and thighs piling on with soft, cellulite-riddled blubber, and her meaty shelf of an ass had fattened so considerably that she could still easily watch the buttocks swallow up her shrinking loincloth and threaten to do the same to her tail.
"This has to stop… This can't be happening!" She groaned, her voice having become husky with her growing girth as the once lightweight vixen warrior found herself at a whopping 380 pounds, "My body…. what's happening to me?!"
Even as she panicked, the blue-furred vulpine continued to expand, her growth not stopping even as she approached the same girthiness as the idol she had plundered, her form even matching the statue not only in obesity but lushness as well as her rump and chest retained their perkiness despite the fat that had bloated them so heavily. As she was reminded of the strange artifact, her ears perked, and Krystal found her heart racing even more with alarm as she patted herself down in an attempt to find the one thing that had to be causing all of this. Cold dread flooded her now corpulent body like ice water as she realized she hadn't stowed it, but been holding it, the woman trembling with fear as she brought up her empty hands and flexed pudgy blue fingers.
"No, no!" She gasped, huffing and puffing as she stumbled about, clumsily turning in circles, fat rolls bouncing upon one another and flabby limbs jiggly with her cumbersome movements while she searched the ground for the tiny statue, with no results, "It was just here! I just had it!"
Krystal's bright green eyes lit up as they caught sight of the small figurine, instantly recognizing the obese fox that now so closely resembled her own body. Her excitement quickly flipped back to panic as she saw where it had landed, the fragile artifact that could hold the key to getting back to normal having rolled down the incline next to the road. It had come to a halt, but was now sitting precipitously on the rim of a ledge over the deep ravine the path was winding alongside of.
Unable to control herself, the vixen leapt for the idol, almost managing to catch it in her grasp as it fell, if not for the fact that her breasts had finally torn their way loose from her top thanks to the impact of her landing. Bouncing as they hit the ground, the foxgirl's massive breasts slammed up into the air and right against the cursed statue, knocking it completely free of the vixen's grip and sending it spinning and tumbling down into the deep, dark canyon beyond.
Krystal felt her jaw drop and her heart sink as she dug her claws into the rocky dirt of the canyon wall beneath her and she let out a long, low groan of hopelessness. She sat there for a few long minutes, hoping that if the idol had shattered that she would be free of her curse. Unfortunately for the vixen, her growth showed no signs of reversing and as her still swelling buttocks and hips finally tore the bindings of her loincloth to shreds well after the idol would have hit the bottom of the valley, she let loose a heavy sigh of defeat.
"Dammit…" The blue foxgirl moaned, her plumper bottom lip quivering as she whimpered. The woman was now almost naked, left only in her wrist and shin armor, spaulders, and sandals as she laid there, staring down into the shadows of the seemingly bottomless gorge, "What the hell am I going to do now…? And just where am I going to find anything that will fit all of THIS…?"
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kotajose · 2 years
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I mostly play with maxis match CC so I had a lack of high wasted skinny jeans for my young adult/adult sims, so I did this little pack. 
I want to give credits to @violetpixels, she suggested that I convert Joy jeans and Krystal leggins for yound adult/adult female sims.
Credits to EA for the textures I use here.
Joy  jeans:
4 swatches
Recolorable
Valid for maternity
Not valid for randoms
Categories: Everyday, Career, Outwear.
Polycount: 1242
Jessi pants:
4 swatches
Recolorable
Valid for maternity
Not valid for randoms
Categories: Everyday, Career, Outwear.
Polycount: 1242
Irene Jeans:
4 swatches. 
Recolorable
Valid for maternity
Not valid for randoms
Categories: Everyday, Outwear.
Polycount: 1242
Kate Jeans
4 swatches.
Recolorable
Valid for maternity
Not valid for randoms
Categories: Everyday,  Outwear.
Polycount: 1242
Krystal Leggins
4 swatches.
Recolorable
Valid for maternity
Not valid for randoms
Categories: Everyday,  Athletic, Sleepwear, Outwear.
Polycount: 1242
Download (simsfileshare)
Download Patreon (sims3pack)
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ephaporia · 6 months
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What if Anime Characters (Especially Japanese) have Chinese, Korean, and English names - Sarazanmai ver.
Those kanji names can be translated into Hanzi (Chinese) and Hangeul (Korean) based on en.wiktionary.org
1. Kazuki Yasaka (矢逆 一稀)
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Etymology: Kazuki's Kanji name (一稀) = 一 means "one"; 稀 means "rare/sparse/unique/thin" * Chinese Name: 矢逆 一稀 (Shǐnì Yīxī) → If he has a Chinese name, I'll name him 石一稀 (Shí Yīxī). * Korean Name: 시역일희 (Shiyeok Ilhee) → If he has a Korean name, I'll name him 석일희 (Seok Ilhee). Such a rare Korean surname due to match his Chinese/Hanja name) * English Name: Based on one of his kanji names meaning, I'll name him Ace because Ace in Latin word means "one" (just like Kazu "一") or "unity". It’s often associated with intelligence or being the best since he is the protagonist of this anime. So, his English name is Ace Yasaka
2. Toi Kuji (久慈 悠)
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Etymology: Toi's Kanji name (悠) = 悠 means "leisurely/ distant/ permanence/ eternity" * Chinese Name: 久慈 悠 (Jiǔcí  Yōu) → If he has a Chinese name, I'll name him 邱悠 (Qīu Yōu) (I can't find a Chinese surname that sounds like Jiǔ or Cí. I just have to find some surnames that sound almost the same as them (even though not very similar). But, reverse with Kazuki's, I want to match his Korean name 구 with a common Chinese surname that in Korean is read as 구). * Korean Name: 구자 유 (Kuja Yoo) → If he has a Korean name, I'll name him 구유 (Goo Yoo). * English Name: I'll name him Kian/Cian based on his kanji name meaning. Idk what kind of 1st alphabet I should use to name him? K or C? Just like the same case of Krystal/Crystal. Kian or Cian in Gaelic Irish given name means "ancient" but they also mean "distant", even "Grace of God". So, his English name is Kian Kuji/Cian Kuji.
3. Enta Jinnai (陣内 燕太)
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Etymology: Enta's Kanji name (陣内 燕太) = 燕 means "Swallow"; 太 means "great" * Chinese Name: 阵内 燕太 (Zhènnèi  Yàntài) → If he has a Chinese name, I'll name him 陈燕太 (Chén Yàntài) * Korean Name: 진내 연태 (Jinnae Yeontae) → If he has a Korean name, I'll name him 진연태 (Jin Yeontae) * English Name: Based on one of his kanji names, I'll name him Howin in Chinese origin which means "a loyal swallow". So, his English name is Howin Jinnai
4. Reo Niiboshi (新星 玲央)
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Etymology: Reo's Kanji name (玲央) = 玲 means "tinkling of gem-pendants"; 央means "Central" * Chinese Name: 新星 玲央 (Xīnxīng Língyāng) → If he has a Chinese name, I'll name him 辛玲央 (Xīn Língyāng) * Korean Name: 신성령앙 (Shinseong Ryeong-ang) → If he has a Korean name, I'll name him 신령앙 (Shin Ryeong-ang) * English Name: Since his kanji names are already in English but with some Japanese pronounciation (which 'L' is read as 'R'), So, his name is definitely Leo Niiboshi (also, his zodiac is Leo, right?)
Updated:
Sonething was wrong with the hangeul for 央. It must be 앙 (ang), not 영 (young). But... Yeah... It's too late, huh?
5. Mabu Akutsu (阿久津 真武)
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Mabu's Kanji name (真武) = 真 means "true, real"; 武 means "samurai, warrior, soldier" * Chinese Name: 阿久津 真武 (Ājiǔjīn Zhēnwǔ) → If he has a Chinese name, I'll name him 金真武 (Jīn Zhēnwǔ) * Korean Name: 아자진 진무 (Ajajin Jinmu) → If he has a Korean name, I'll name him 김진무 (Kim Jinmu) (Same case as Kazuki's, but this time, Kim 김 is the most common Korean surname). * English Name: Based on one of his kanji names, I'll name him Miles because in Latin origin it means "soldier" but in English origin means "merciful". So, his English name is Miles Akutsu (Coincidentally, his 1st letter name is the same "M" as Mabu).
6. Sara Azuma (吾妻 サラ)
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Sara doesn't have Kanji name because her name is in Katakana name. But, Sara (サラ/皿) means "dish". * Chinese Name: 吾妻 沙罗 (Wúqī Shāluó) → If she has a Chinese name, I'll name her 吴沙罗 (Wú Shāluó) * Korean Name: 오처사라 (Ocheo Sara) → If she has a Korean name, I'll name her 오사라 (Oh Sara) * English Name: Don't ask it, it's definitely Sara Azuma. It's already English name.
7. Chikai Kuji  (久慈 誓)
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Chikai's Kanji name (誓) = 誓 means "oath/vow" * Chinese Name: 久慈 誓 (Jiǔcí Shì) → If he has a Chinese name, I'll name him 邱誓 (Qīu Shì) * Korean Name: 구자 서 (Kuja Seo) → If he has a Korean name, I'll name him 구서 (Goo Seo). * English Name: Based on his kanji name meaning, I'll name him Arlan. The same origin as Toi's Kian/Cian, Arlan in Gaelic and Celtic (even in Hebrew) origin means "pledge or oath". So, his English name is Arlan Kuji.
8. Haruka Yasaka (矢逆 春河)
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Haruka's Kanji name (春河) = 春 means "spring (season)"; 河 means "river" * Chinese Name: 矢逆 春河 (Shǐnì Chūnhé) → If he has a Chinese name, I'll name him 石春河 (Shí Chūnhé). * Korean Name: 시역춘하 (Shiyeok Choonha) → If he has a Korean name, I'll name him 석춘하 (Seok Choonha). * English Name: Based on one of his kanji names, I'll name him Euell/Ewell (it is pronounced as [YOO-eh l] just like 'Yule Log' maybe). The meaning of Euell or Ewell in Old English origin is "Spring; source of a river". Same case with Toi, idk which letter should I choose to name? 'u' or 'w' for his English name? So, his English name is Euell Yasaka/Ewell Yasaka.
9. Otone Jinnai (陣内 音寧)
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Otone's Kanji name (音寧) = 音 means "sound/voice/tone/timbre"; 寧 means "peaceful/tranquil/serene/rather" * Chinese Name: 阵内 音宁 (Zhènnèi Yīnníng) → If she has a Chinese name, I'll name her 陈音宁 (Chén Yīnníng) * Korean Name: 진내음영 (Jinnae Eumyoung) → If she has a Korean name, I'll name her 진음영 (Jin Eumyoung) * English Name: Based on one of her kanji names, I'll name her Irene. Irene is a feminine name of Greek origin that means "peace", derived from the Greek word eirēnē of the same meaning. So, her English name is Irene Jinnai.
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smoll-tangerine · 2 years
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ten reasons why i hate you: reason #5
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SYNOPSIS. while you admittedly didn’t refuse the arranged marriage between you and jung jaehyun, that didn’t mean that you’d allow him to treat you like a doormat. for the emotional distress he had put you through during the months leading up to your engagement party, you ensure that he will pay for the way he had been treating you for the rest of his life. 
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PAIRING. rich boy!jaehyun x rich girl!reader  GENRES. romance, angst, drama, rich kid!au  CHAPTER WORD COUNT. 2261
WARNINGS. none. 
DISCLAIMER. this is a work of fiction based on fictional events and characters. it is unrelated to any real people, organisations, locations, and events. the laws, and legal and medical interpretations in this work have also been modified for storytelling purposes. 
TAGLIST. @crescent-iak​ @moonchele​ @ahtisa02​ @ghostfacefricker6969​ @jaehyunnie77​ @jungish​ @anya-writes-stuff​ @hey-won @ishireads​ @xxxx-23nct​ @peachibevuti @shepeelsoranges​ (bolded = unable to tag) 
[a/n]: thank you all so much for your comments!! i’m always so giddy when i read them hehe. this chapter doesn’t have any angst and it’s more fluffy(?) and it’s probably going to be the fluffiest of the chapters, so enjoy it while you can!! ♡ the honeymoon is broken down in 2 parts/chapters, so the next chapter will also be set during their honeymoon. 
also, italicized sentences = spoken in italian because i was too lazy to actually write in italian. Also, fun fact, Vini Da Arturo is an actual restaurant in Venice and its owner’s name is actually Ernesto lol 
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REASON #5  
You didn’t need a bachelorette party, but your friends digressed. 
Jennie took the liberty of charting your private jet for a small girl’s trip to Paris. Though, you were pretty sure she just wanted to go to visit the Chanel store on Champs Élysées. 
“So, spill the tea,” Jennie said to you with her famous feline-like smile. “How does it feel to be married to Jaehyun?” 
Your tongue poked your cheek and you tried to refrain yourself from huffing out in frustration. “We’re not married yet.” 
“Engaged, soon-to-be-married, married—in the end, isn’t it all the same?” Krystal commented with an air of nonchalance. “All of those specifics are not going to matter anymore in a matter of–” she glanced at her watch. “–thirteen hours and twenty two minutes.”
“No, it’s not the same.” 
Your two friends noticed how the tone of your voice didn’t match with one of a happy bride that was about to get married in a day. They shared a look of concern and scooted closer to you. 
“I thought the purpose of flying my jet instead of commercial so that we’d have our own personal space,” you mumbled tiredly. 
You could practically feel the hesitation behind their words and actions, and you sighed. You never meant to turn the atmosphere into one where your best friends needed to tiptoe around you. 
You wondered whether you should tell them the truth about the whole situation. While they knew that your marriage was most likely arranged (a common occurrence in your world), they were also clueless to a number of details such as the fact that Jaehyun was still very much with his girlfriend, that you only went through with the engagement to spite him, and that Jaehyun hated your guts. 
Or did he? 
After the conversation you two had in your penthouse, you never saw each other again, other than just for a few dinners with the two families. You two never spoke to each other properly since then, so to speak. That was about almost a month ago. 
You also took in more surgeries than usual to avoid thinking about the what-if’s and the nature of your relationship with Jaehyun. 
Were you two now... friends? 
You rid yourself of that idea. As long as you were going to stay married to him, preventing him from being with Chaeyoung, the idea of you two being friends was simply not feasible. 
Not to mention your lingering feelings for him was an obstacle to whatever relationship you two might potentially have. 
You bit your bottom lip in slight apprehension. 
Jaehyun was no stranger to your feelings, whether they be romantic or negative. But wouldn’t it be better for your mental health and well-being if you two were to be civil with each other? 
Your two feelings were not only at the opposite ends, but they were also clashing. And thinking about the way you had to treat Jaehyun onwards was more complicated than it seemed. 
You thought that your romantic feelings for your fiancé was gone once and for all after your engagement party. But the way they so quickly resurfaced, like taking a breath of air after being underwater, showed that what you did was just bury them in hopes that they never recover. 
Your efforts proved to be futile. 
“Say, have you already gotten Jaehyun a wedding gift?” Jennie asked when she sensed that you had calmed down. 
Your fingers tapped against the arm rest, thinking about the olive branch Jaehyun had extended to you. The one that made you think whether you’d be a monster for refusing it. 
“Mhm,” you hummed as you came to a conclusion. “I think I know what I will get him.” 
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The wedding ceremony was kept relatively small, despite the media’s attention. 
You wondered if that was how your wedding was supposed to be, because it certainly did not match with the vision you once had. 
You glanced at your wedding band, one that you were certain that Jaehyun asked his secretary to get. 
For some odd reason, it reminded you of Doyoung, of how he was also someone you were supposed to marry. 
Only, your engagement fell through when you refused to go with him to Germany. 
You glanced at Jaehyun who was sitting in front of you, and you felt an odd sense of déja vu. What was the point of using your private jet again if you weren’t given the space you hoped you would get? You would have thought that Jaehyun of all people would select a seat that was away from you, but contrary to your expectations, he didn’t. 
If anything, he looked excited to be going on the honeymoon with you. 
“What should we do when we land?” Jaehyun asked you as he was looking through a brochure on things to do in Venice. “I heard that Venice is always packed with tourists. But since it’s slowly sinking into the lagoon, it’s good that we get to visit it before it completely disappears, right?” 
His excitement was unnerving to you. 
“...Venice is sinking because of climate change and tourism,” you muttered as you looked outside, the jet slowly descending to land in the Venice Marco Polo Airport. “And besides, who says that I was going to spend time with you?” 
Jaehyun seemed surprised by your statement. “What do you mean? Aren’t we on our honeymoon?” 
“I don’t recall saying that we aren’t?” 
“Then, why are we not spending time together?” 
“Why do you even want to spend time with me?” you refuted almost in annoyance. “I know it’s not enough that we’re now married against your will, so shouldn’t you thank me that I’m giving you space?” 
Jaehyun fell silent. 
You immediately felt awkward at his reaction, not expecting him to be disappointed by the fact that you wanted to be away from him. 
But shouldn’t he be happy that you were giving him freedom? He could do whatever he wanted! 
But this was one of the times where your feelings for him took over whatever hatred that was left in your heart. 
You sighed through your nose. “There’s a little bit of time before check-in and we haven’t eaten lunch yet. Let’s go grab a bite together.” 
His face instantly brightened up at your words and went back to his brochure. “Oh, we can–” 
“Drop the brochure,” you said with a small smile. “I’ll bring you to my favourite place in Venice.” 
Your favourite restaurant in Venice was a very small and cozy restaurant nestled in a side alley called Vini Da Arturo, a gem of a place you have found before you became a surgical intern. 
“Ernesto!” you exclaimed happily as you two finally arrived at the restaurant. “Ciao!” 
“Ah, bella!” Ernesto replied with the same enthusiasm. “The usual?” 
“Yes, thank you.” 
Ernesto glanced at Jaehyun who only smiled obliviously. “That’s not the same man I saw you with last time.” 
While Jaehyun was not fluent in Italian, you remembered that he was fluent in Spanish instead. And those two languages were practically the same. Yet for some reason, you hoped that Jaehyun didn’t understand what Ernesto just said to you, even if you had a feeling that he probably wouldn’t care. 
“This is my husband, Jaehyun,” you said not exactly answering his question. “Jaehyun, this is Ernesto, the restaurant’s owner.” 
“It’s nice to meet you, Ernesto,” Jaehyun greeted him. “I look forward to your food.” 
“You won’t be disappointed!” 
Ernesto brought you to your favourite table, which was the second to last booth from the back. Close enough to the kitchen that you could hear what was going on, but not close enough that you’d be bothered by the kitchen commotion. 
“Do you know why Ernesto’s restaurant is so special compared to the other restaurants in Venice?” you asked giddily, ignoring how conflicted Jaehyun’s eyes seemed at the moment. 
“Jaehyun?”
“Huh, yeah?” 
“Did you hear what I said?” 
He closed his eyes for a moment. “Yeah, no, sorry, could you repeat that?” 
“I said, do you know why Ernesto’s restaurant is so special compared to the other restaurants in Venice?” 
He shook his head. 
“Ernesto’s restaurant doesn’t serve fish dishes,” you answered. “Only meat.” 
“A small restaurant in Venice that doesn’t serve fish dishes?” Jaehyun questioned. “Pardon my language, but is he mad?” 
You laughed. “A mad genius! Trust me. You’ll see when you taste his pork chop and eggplant salad.” 
True to your words, Jaehyun did call Ernesto a mad genius as soon as he took a bite of the pork chop. 
After eating, all you wanted to do was get back to your hotel and sleep off your jet lag. But Jaehyun’s eyes begged you to hop on a gondola and tour around Venice. You understand that it was, surprisingly, Jaehyun’s first time in Venice, but you were staying a whole week in Venice—he’ll have enough time to tour the city on a gondola. 
So, the compromise you two came up with was a water taxi. Though, because the hotel you were staying in was already so close and at a walking distance from the restaurant, you two had to walk back to the S. Toma’ “A” ferry terminal—located around ten minutes walking-distance away from Vini Da Arturo—so that Jaehyun could fully enjoy the water taxi ride. 
Twenty-five minutes later, your water taxi arrived at Hotel Danieli, your favourite hotel in Venice. You loved it due to its rich history and architecture. While the outside looked like the rest of the city, it was the interior décor and architecture that always blew your mind away. 
“Welcome back to Venice, signora,” the hotel concierge greeted you. “The Doge Dandolo Royal Suite has been prepared for you and your guest.” 
You smiled in thanks and handed over your passports. “Our documents.” 
“Thank you,” he said as he processed everything. “The hotel would like to offer you a complimentary night free of charge, as one of our most esteemed guests. Would you and your guest like to stay for another night?” 
You didn’t know Jaehyun’s schedule, but you weren’t about to refuse the offer. 
“We’ll stay.” 
“Wonderful,” the concierge continued. “Will everything be charged to the card we have on file?” 
“Yes, please.” 
“Amazing,” he said and handed you the keys to your room. “Enjoy your stay.” 
You followed the bellman to your room and tipped him as soon as he dropped off your luggage. Jaehyun’s jaw evidently dropped at the grandiosity of the room. The Doge Dandolo Royal Suite was exquisitely decorated, reminiscent of 14th century Italian Renaissance-style. 
Perhaps the opulence of the room scared Jaehyun a little as he stuttered out timidly, “S-so, h-how much d-does it cost for a whole w-week here?” 
You stretched your whole body as you walked across the room, taking everything in. “I don’t know, it costs around 9500 euros a night so do the math.” 
“9500 euros?” he exclaimed in disbelief. “Wait, so that’s about 67 000 euros for a whole week?” 
“I mean, they’re giving us a complimentary night so it’s technically for eight nights.” 
Jaehyun glared at you. His glare was so fierce that it reminded you of when you two first found out that you were engaged to each other. 
“Do we have to stay in such a luxurious suite?” 
You found Jaehyun’s attitude curious and intriguing. 
While Jaehyun would be considered as nouveau riche, he certainly didn’t act like one. Most of the nouveaux riches you knew loved flaunting their newly accumulated wealth. 
Aside from a few of his expenses, Jaehyun was quite particular with his money. It almost made you chuckle as you remembered just a couple of months ago, he was screaming at you that you shouldn’t look down at him for having less money than your family and that contrary to your beliefs, he indeed was able to afford the lunch at Yuta’s hotel. 
“You and your family paid for the wedding,” you answered easily. “My family and I can pay for the honeymoon.” 
It took a moment for him to accept this compromise, but Jaehyun seemed satisfied with your answer. 
“Okay,” he said. “Also, have you thought about what you want to do tomorrow?” 
You looked back at him with a weird expression. “...You want to spend time with me tomorrow too?” 
It was probably the first time you’ve ever seen Jaehyun blush in front of you. “Well, whether I like it or not, we are married and are on our honeymoon! Shouldn’t we spend some time together before we head back home?” 
This was unexpected. 
You planned your honeymoon around the fact that Jaehyun didn’t want to spend it with you. 
Did this mean that he didn’t hate you anymore? 
“I don’t.” 
“Huh?” You realised belatedly that you might have asked that question out loud and Jaehyun heard it. 
“I don’t,” he repeated, “actually hate you.” 
“Oh,” you answered dumbly. “That’s... good.” 
“So, tomorrow?” 
You shrugged and went to the bathroom to take a shower. 
“We’ll see.” 
Whether you liked it or not, Jaehyun’s sudden shift of attitude towards you was one that made you question his true intentions. 
You constantly reminded yourself that just barely month ago, this man hated your guts with a fury for supposedly ruining his life. And one small and insignificant action on your part suddenly made him think of you differently? 
What kind of game was he playing? 
You didn’t know, but one thing you knew for sure was that you would emerge as the game’s winner. 
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littlemisspascal · 2 years
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Love Triangles Part 4
Pairing: Dieter x Female Reader
Word Count: 3200+
Summary:  “What? A crush on Dieter? Pssh, noooo! Not at all. No. That’s ridiculous!” And oh God, even to your own ears your voice is too high-pitched to be believable, one lie after another tumbling out of your mouth rapid-fire.
Warnings: Canon Divergence, Angst, Fluff, Pining, Language, Soulmates AU with Identifying Marks, Reader has no name or physical description except for being shorter than Dieter, Reader’s parents are brought up
Author Note: Thank you everybody for the kind support 💗 2 more chapters left! Shout out to @pretty-girl-likes-tea​ for sending me this ask with the Lady and Tramp mugs 😍
PART 3 / PART 5
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There’s a garden planted on top of the building’s roof with colorful flowers matching almost every vibrant shade of a rainbow. Time seems to slow down while you’re up there, the weight of life’s expectations on your shoulders a little less heavy to carry. The view is phenomenal, all blue sky and cityscapes, but the air is what keeps bringing you back week after week. Sweet to your nose and refreshing to your lungs. Everybody’s got their addictions–this is yours.
You’re used to being alone up here with just your thoughts to keep you company, so when Krystal asks “Do you have a crush on Tramp?” you really can’t be blamed for the startled shriek you emit or the way your arms flail defensively when you discover her standing behind you.
Sending up a silent prayer of gratitude the teenager isn’t filming anything with her phone, you offer an awkward wave. 
She doesn’t return it, but that doesn’t surprise you. You’ve said a grand total of eleven words to Krystal the whole three months you’ve lived here. Six of them had been, “Have you seen that one TikTok–”
“Yes.”
And the other five were, “But I didn’t say which–”
“I’ve seen all of them.”
Still, you’ve noticed her around the building and at the landlord meetings. She has the appearance of a tiny sixteen year-old girl, but beneath the fancy clothes and layers of makeup there’s a fierceness in her doe brown eyes suggesting you should never piss her off unless you wanted a kick to the sternum. 
Your brain rewinds the last few seconds and you nearly flail your arms again when her question registers. “What? A crush on Dieter? Pssh, noooo! Not at all. No. That’s ridiculous!” And oh God, even to your own ears your voice is too high-pitched to be believable, one lie after another tumbling out of your mouth rapid-fire.
Krystal raises one perfectly manicured eyebrow.
Six heartbeats. That’s how long your resolve lasts before crumbling into dust and blown away by the wind.
You groan, hiding your face in your palms. “Alright, yes, you evil pixie, I have a stupid big fat ginormous crush on him,” you confess.
The teen moves closer and you can hear the satisfied smirk on her face without even looking at her. “Thought so. You always have major heart eyes around him.”
“Aw, fuck,” you cringe, palms muffling another groan of despair. “Take me now dear Lord.”
Krystal mutters something that sounds suspiciously like ‘Don’t be such a Boomer’ before she catches you further off guard by forcibly removing your hand from your face by grabbing your wrist, poking at your soulmark with a ruby red acrylic nail.
“Stop it,” you say, a sharp edge to your voice rising up from deep inside of you, and attempt to yank your captured hand free but her grip doesn’t loosen in the slightest, expression unphased no matter how hard you twist and pull.
“Dieter has a triangle too,” Krystal says matter-of-factly. She probably means the words to be comforting, but instead they’re like a bucket of ice water poured over your head.
Your shoulders slump, gaze dropping to your shoes. “It’s not the same.”
“It’s not?” Her eyes dart from your dejected face to your soulmark, mouth a silent ‘O’ of disbelief that would be funny if the subject wasn’t so painful for you.
You mentally roll your eyes at yourself. You’re being so stupid about all of this. A stupid and pathetic fool.
“Are you sure? Because I saw him yesterday at the pool and–”
“Yes, I’m sure,” you cut her off, taking advantage of her stunned state to wrench yourself free from her hold. Rubbing at your soulmark with your other hand, you subduedly add, “We’re not a match.”
She bites her lip, head tilting to the side. “Well, have you kissed him at least?”
It’s your turn to gawk at her with disbelief. You still have no idea why she sought you out on the roof or why she has a sudden interest in your relationship with Dieter. Is she just desperate for gossip or is this some kind of trending TikTok challenge?
(Readers might be wondering, what is going through Krystal’s head right now? To which she would answer, “My mom told me to always keep my fans happy or they won’t love me anymore. Last week I posted a video of Lady and Tramp dancing at Thumper’s lame-ass party and now they’re the biggest ship since…ever! And if my 15.7 million followers find out they’re not canon then they might get angry with me for making them upset and if they get angry with me then they’ll unfollow me and if they unfollow me then I’m–I’m a–I’m a nobody!”)
“I’m not going to ruin a perfectly good friendship because of my stupid crush.”
Krystal’s eye twitches.
“So you’re not going to do anything about your feelings?” she asks, and are your ears deceiving you or is there a note of panic in her voice? Your eyebrows nearly disappear into your hairline. “You’re never going to tell him about your crush? Ever?” 
“Why do you care so much?” you ask, disbelief morphing into suspicion.
“Because what you’re doing is stupid. You and Dieter could be so cute together, the OTP of the year, but you’re letting a triangle control your life instead of you calling the shots.”
Your jaw clenches, annoyance flaring hotly at her ignorance. She doesn’t have a soulmark so she’ll never understand the monumentality of it, the emotions it sparks, or the weight it carries. She’ll never know what it’s like to lie awake at night and trace the lines over and over and over again, wondering who the other person is, what they look like, if they’re nice, if the universe can be trusted with its choice.
There have been dozens of stories of soulmarked individuals in the news who try to defy their fate. They date other people, get married, even have children–and it just makes the meeting with their soulmate all the messier because destiny and true love triumph every time. 
As a teenager you witnessed the fallout of your own parents’ marriage when your mom met her soulmate in the toothbrush aisle at the local store. He was a tourist, drawn to your city for its architecture (something your mom adored too), and he’d forgotten to pack toothpaste. Fate works in funny ways sometimes.
“It’s just different than any other relationship I’ve ever had,” your mom explained to you, smiling brightly like she wasn’t packing her bags, like she wasn’t leaving you and your father behind to move across the continent with a man she’d met mere hours ago. “I can feel it here,” she touched her soulmark resembling a spiral seashell on her wrist, “this sense of rightness. Certainty. We’re meant to be together.”
You spent a whole year trying to hate her. It was easy for your father to succumb to the hurt and anger–even now, all these years later, his eyes aren’t as bright, his heart distrusting of love–but the only negative emotion you’d truly struggled with was envy. Envy because she found her escape from the metaphorical waiting room all soulmarked people are stuffed in (whether they acknowledge it or not) and you’re still stuck there waiting, waiting, waiting…
Dieter is not your escape, no matter how much your heart wishes differently. 
“It is what it is,” you say finally with a shrug, knowing there’s nothing you could say to convince her you’re not the colossal idiot she thinks you are. “Me and Dieter are friends. And that’s all we’re going to be.”
You brush past her, overcome with a sudden wave of exhaustion and the desire to bury yourself in the blankets of your bed for a long, long nap. Your fingers wrap around the door handle right as Krystal hits you with one last parting remark, another bucket of ice water chilling you to the bone.
“He looks at you with heart eyes too.”
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The elevator stops at the third floor and your stomach lets out a low growl of protest, upset at the hindrance between it and the order of food waiting for you in the lobby to pick up. There’s this amazing little hole-in-the-wall restaurant you found a couple of weeks ago when you’d gone to buy your new book and you were ecstatic to learn they would deliver to your building for no additional price. It’s the little things, you think with a happy sigh.
A sour-faced Dustin appears when the elevator doors open, a crumpled bouquet of roses clenched in his fist. You inch sideways, giving him a wide berth as he steps inside and all but punches the lobby button even though it’s already lit up. 
The doors slide shut with a low groan and the elevator begins its descent once more. Standing in tense silence, you nervously toy with your fingers, certain this is going to be the longest ride of your life. 
It doesn’t take a genius detective to figure out Dustin and Lauren had a fight about something. Look up the term ‘on-again off-again relationship’ in the dictionary and their wedding photo would be pasted right underneath. You’re not particularly close with either of them–actually, your private opinion is that they’re pretentious narcissists who can’t survive longer than a week without their names in the headlines–but you will admit they do seem…better when they’re together. More stable, in a sense? Not quite as unhinged.
“It must be so easy.” Dustin’s voice shatters both the silence and your thoughts, heart skipping an anxious beat. 
Taking a steadying breath, you shyly glance at him out of the corner of your eye, only to see he’s still glaring daggers at the closed doors. 
“What must be easy?” you ask cautiously, not entirely sure if he’s even talking to you or just venting aloud.
“Having a soulmark. Knowing without a doubt there’s somebody out there for you,” he answers without a hint of emotion suggesting whether he’s being complimentary or scornful. “The rest of us, we don’t have a fucking clue what we’re doing.”
(Readers might be wondering, what exactly happened between Dustin and Lauren? To which Dustin would answer, “Ah, same old same old, you know? Five affairs and she still reacts like it’s breaking news I’m a horrible person.”)
Before you can respond, the pinging of the elevator announces you’ve reached your destination. When the doors smoothly part open you’re met with the surprising sight of Dieter standing there with a bag of food bearing the logo of the restaurant you’d ordered from. 
With a smirk, he says, “Hey, Pidge, I saw this at the front desk when I came in and Anika let me take it to bring to you after I swore I wouldn’t try to steal your dessert. For such a little angel she’s also really fucking scary, I mean–”
Running out of patience, Dustin rudely shoves past Dieter without apologizing. You and Dieter watch him stomp off in the direction of the building’s front entry, tossing the roses in the trash along the way. 
“Trouble in paradise for the lovebirds, I assume.” Dieter steps inside the elevator, close enough his navy plaid shirt brushes against your arm, soft and well-worn. His sunglasses rest atop of his head and there’s a smudge of yellow paint on the underside of his jaw. It shouldn’t be possible for someone so messy and chaotic to be so effortlessly gorgeous at the same time. 
“Yeah,” you answer quietly, looking away before your mind starts improvising lines of poetry comparing him to sunsets and falling stars. Fleeting sights of profound beauty best viewed by the eye of the beholder in a moment of stillness, if only to stir their mortal soul with the bittersweet reminder life is ephemeral–
Damn it.
Dieter presses the ninth-floor button with his foot–oh, good lord, he’s wearing polka-dotted socks with his crocs–and then his excited rambling resumes. “Listen to this, Pidge. I had an amazing idea for another painting involving–prepare yourself, alright? ‘Cause it’s gonna blow your mind.”
You nod in response, but your eyes have focused once again on Dustin’s departing figure right before the elevator doors slide shut. 
It must be so easy.
“Baby goats in neckties!” he announces with the same enthusiasm as a game show host before dissolving into a fit of loud cackling verging on hysterical. “Just think about it, okay? Imagine it as two worlds colliding–cute and cuddly versus cutthroat capitalism. Pidge, people are gonna stop and stare at it for hours. This could be my greatest idea yet!”
You nod and nod and nod some more, half-watching the floor numbers slowly going up 5,6,7, half-watching Dieter’s waving arms gesticulating with every word, ready to save your food from spilling onto the gross floor if he drops the bag.
Every other Tuesday or so Dieter has one of his self-proclaimed ‘greatest ideas’, each one usually involving some sort of baby animal and piece of clothing. Your personal favorite had been baby pandas in rain boots. The finished artwork hangs in your living room, a gift from Dieter after he noticed how often your eyes kept drifting back to it when he showed you his studio. 
“Well, I guess, technically, Kate deserves some of the credit for suggesting goat yoga but really it was all me–”
And as you keep nodding you also think Dustin was wrong. Having a soulmark doesn’t make anything any easier at all.
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“Friends buy each other gifts all the time,” you tell yourself on loop the whole elevator ride from the lobby to the ninth floor. In your hands is a bag from a little gift shop and in the bag are two mugs with Lady and Tramp written in large cursive font across them. 
You saw them in the shop’s window on your walk home from work, laughed for a solid minute thinking oh my God what are the chances?, and then immediately went inside to buy them for you and Dieter to use during movie nights. It was only after the woman at the cash register said they were popular with couples who loved Disney that reality slapped you across the face. 
The mugs were meant for couples. Because Lady and Tramp were a couple in the film. Because they loved each other. 
And yes, you and Dieter were Lady and Tramp amongst the building’s residents, but you and Dieter were not Lady and Tramp. An important, albeit painful distinction you should have acknowledged before pulling out your wallet.
Thinking it would look stupid to return the mugs just a few seconds after you purchased them, you reluctantly returned home with them, berating yourself the whole way for your impulsive spending habits. You always knew it would get you into trouble one day, but this is not how you thought it would go. 
Stop making a mountain out of a molehill, the positive side of your brain scolds, tired of the negative side’s doom and gloom attitude. 
“It’s just a friendly gift from a friend for a friend,” you mutter under your breath while slowly approaching Dieter’s door, stomach twisted in nervous knots. Which makes no sense, really. Dieter’s just Dieter and the mugs are just mugs. “Nothing romantic about it at all. Nope. Besides, he’ll probably break his within five minutes…”
Standing outside Dieter’s door, you roll your shoulders back, remind yourself for the umpteenth time of your friendship status with your non-matching soulmarked neighbor, and then knock twice.
The loud thud that immediately follows has your spine straightening with alarm, eyebrows climbing worriedly up your forehead. It sounded like something heavy had collided with the ground. You lift your hand to knock again, but you’re interrupted by the door opening just enough for a disheveled and breathless Dieter to fill the space.
Your eyebrows arch impossibly higher as you take in his appearance—curls sticking to his sweaty brow, robe barely hanging off his shoulders like he’d just thrown it on in a rush to answer the door, the way he’s standing like he’s purposefully trying to keep you from seeing inside. 
“What the hell is going on?” you ask, searching his face for an answer or some kind of hint to explain his behavior.
“Dieter,” a voice calls out from inside Dieter’s apartment. Playful and melodious and unmistakably feminine. “I’m not finished with you yet.”
And any hope you have that it’s not her is completely and thoroughly obliterated by Dieter shouting back, “I’ll be right there, Kate!” as he keeps staring at you with an expression you’ve now identified as awkward discomfort. 
Of course he’s uncomfortable. Here they are trying to have sex and you’re interrupting them. It would have been nice to know they decided to change their schedules and meet up at twilight instead of the ass crack of dawn, but then again that’s none of your business. It’s Dieter and Kate’s business. Because they’re a couple. And you–you’re being a hindrance right now and nobody likes hindrances. Hindrances are the absolute worst, existing just to waste everybody’s time and–
“Pidge?” Dieter says, and you jerk back into focus, mortified to realize you’ve been staring at him in utter silence this whole time like a deer stunned by headlights.
“Mugs,” you blurt out, all but tossing the bag at him. Caught off guard by the projectile, his floundering hands nearly drop it to the floor, reflexes kicking in at the last possible second to prevent the unfortunate fate.
“Mugs?” he echoes, peering down at them with squinty eyes.
“Mugs,” you repeat and you’re nodding like you’ve got a spring for a neck, head bobbing up and down stupidly. 
Then there’s Kate again, impatience creeping into her bubbly voice, “Dieter, I’m waiting for you!”
Right. Time to go.
“Okay.” Your hand does some sort of clumsy, twitchy gesture that’s supposed to be a wave but it just looks like you’ve lost all control of your limb and good lord you need to leave now. “Bye.”
You swiftly turn on your heel and speed walk away to the safety of your own apartment, heartbeat pounding too loudly in your ears to hear if Dieter says anything else or not.
Collapsing face-first onto your living room sofa, you tell yourself those aren’t tears pouring out of your eyes and being absorbed by the cushion because if they are then that means you’re crying. And crying over your friend currently having sex with his whatever-the-hell-she-is would be such a stupid thing to do. Because that’s ultimately what Dieter is to you—your friend. 
Your friend who makes the world look a little brighter, colors a little warmer. Whose touch has you forgetting how to breathe and smile has you wanting to stop time, if only for just a few extra precious seconds. Who listens to your rambling and opinions on pop culture without judging your geekiness, who occupies your thoughts all hours of the day and keeps you on your toes with his crazy-ass antics. 
You lift your head up, just enough so you no longer risk suffocating, and your watery eyes immediately lock onto the painting of baby pandas in rain boots hanging on the wall. 
Your friend who you’re in love with—totally, hopelessly, and foolishly so.
“Aw, fuck.”
You reacquaint your face with the sofa cushion once more.
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natalia-lafourcade · 1 year
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f(x) Rum Pum Pum Pum (2013)
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5 GIFs of the Kpop girl group f(x)
(1/5) GIF of the five members of f(x) standing one behind the other against a white background. As the camera pans to the right, each member emerges one by one. At the front is Krystal, followed by Amber, Victoria, Sulli, and Luna.
(2/5) Closeup shot of Luna singing while looking at the camera. Her black hair is curled and she is wearing a yellow t-shirt, a gold necklace, ring, and earrings. The scene changes to a wideshot of the group on a white stage flashing a pink light in the background. Luna is at the front, gesturing upwards with her hands, while the other members get down on one knee.
(3/5) Shot of the five members standing on a transparent glass floor in a large white cube. As the camera rotates under the floor, each member appears one after another with a glitch effect. First is Victoria wearing a sheer black shirt over a tube top and zebra patterned skirt, then Krystal with dyed pink hair wearing a neon green two piece suit and shorts over a black tube top. Amber is next wearing a baseball cap, a white red and black t-shirt and matching shorts. Sulli is wearing a clear plastic jacket over a white flower print dress, and Luna is wearing a sheer white shirt with light blue striped shorts.
(4/5) Shot of the five members on a flashing red stage. They are all wearing matching red tartan outfits. The scene changes to a closeup of Krystal and Sulli.
(5/5) Close up shots of each of the members. Each of them is holding a flower made of metal with a purple center.
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concentrated-oj · 8 months
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Okay sooooo this happened. I previously had this black Catwalk Kitties head on Shanelle Onyx's body, but I like the original doll a lot. So much so that when I saw Rexx McQueen on clearance, who as far as I can tell has an identical skin tone, I had a devious idea. So now my Shanelle is back on her own body, having stolen Rexx's fancy wireless earbuds for her trouble (don't worry, she still has her earrings, they're just put away).
I'd say if you'd like to try this hybrid, the "girl" bodies are preferable, simply because the neck is much smaller and the CK head sits much better. The shadow high girls have come in so many shades that I think would match a bunch of the catwalk kitties heads too- various grey shades, white, black. However, this hybrid with the "boy" body is still doable, and does maintain full function of the neck. The head just sits very high, and the neck is very long and wide. If you're so inclined, you could probably dremel down the neck to fit and it'd be perfect.
Mercifully, Rexx's clothes actually hide the neck quite well, with the hoodie and the puffer jacket having very high necklines. We'll see how it goes when I change clothes, but for now, this works. I did put one of Jade's shirts on instead of the hoodie, because putting the hoodie sleeves back under the jacket was NOT working, but this is about the only "girl" shirt I have that fits because it's purposefully loose and made of a knit fabric. Far as I can tell, this body can share "girl" bottoms but mostly not tops, and DEFINITELY not shoes. Luckily, I really like big stompy boots, and making doll clothes.
I actually took the eyes from the Rexx head too, and I might try swapping them into my Krystal? They might be too small, but I'm brave enough to at least give it a shot.
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bestygogirl · 3 months
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BEST YGO GIRL: Round 3, Group C
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please use this as an opportunity to say why you like a character, not why you don't.
Propaganda under the cut!
Masumi Kotsu
she's the coolest and best duelist of the LDS trio it isn't even close. also has a gay little rivalry with Yuzu which is a delight. honestly her or mieru should have gotten a shot at being a lancer. one of the strongest side characters of s1
Luca
She’s a sweet little gal who can see duel spirits!!
luna/luka/ruka can see duel monsters spirits. she had a heavy burden placed on her when she was THREE YEARS OLD to protect the world of duel monsters spirits. as if that is enough to put on her shoulders, she's also sickly and oh yeah, they decided to also give a signer mark. she's three. she's on her death bed. she's expected to save two worlds. like this kid literally cannot catch a break. oh yeah, also her parents? they're never around. only person in her life is her twin brother, who is loud and that rubs against her autism in the wrong way. yes, she's autistic. do not argue with me. no i'm serious don't argue with me. lil miss luka has the failure to be diagnosed all weird little autistic girls are subjected. if she was a boy, y'all would see her autism for what it is but that's not the point of this rant. anyway her first time meeting yusei, she didn't care about his criminal mark because his duel monster friends said he's okay and that's good enough for her: the duel monsters said this criminal on her couch is a good guy! therefore acab. this is also the first time an adult has ever treated her like her thoughts and opinions matter, mostly because there was never an adult in her goddamn life in the first place (shout out to her parents for ABANDONING TWO TWELVE YEAR OLDS to their own fuckin devices). can't forget the fortune cup, where lua takes her place at first and LOSES IN THE FIRST ROUND, damaging her professional duel record (not like it matters because the writers decided it didn't matter what luka does after the series ANYWAY so who cares if her record is damaged :) ). she gets dragged in anyway and tortured by a child psychologist - classic weird autistic girl moment. during this she has a vision of the duel monster world and realizes oh yeah this is real, i'm supposed to protect this, and like. CANNOT. CATCH. A SINGLE. BREAK. aki takes an interest in luka because of her powers too! all while divine is a tool to her brother and she's forced to watch divine torture her brother :) awesome stuff. literally. cannot catch a fuckin break. next season her first duel is a loss against some weird kid from the future, and her second duel is against aporia where she literally dies (her brother brings her back to life). she is a character of untapped potential and deserves the world. vote for luka.
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