#filled to the brim with performative activism

[jewishfalin]

I fucking hate Oregon it's filled with white goyim who pride themselves on how progressive the state is, when in reality they are just ignoring, speaking over, and driving out minorities.

#filled to the brim with performative activism #its fucking sinister #did yall know its also rated rock bottom in states regarding the treatment of mental health for young people? the 51st. below 50. #and I have first hand experience of that lmao. twice. and I can tell you its fucking awful for jews especially #twice hospitalized that is #literally got abused starved neglected drugged with g-d knows what #definitely not just something 'for anxiety' it was a fucking heavy ass sedative #anyways i hate it here and i have got to get out

[jiingyuans]

nsfw | reader has a dick | camgirl guinaifen | cw for exhibitionism | i struggled at the end can you tell |

“come on, guinaifen. put a good show on for the audience.”

your voice was teasing, in the same way that your hands were; dipping down in-between shaking thighs to spread them open, showing guinaifen's wet pussy to the laptop camera. the comment section of the live exploded, comments coming in too fast to read any of them. 

she gasped, hand shooting up to her mouth to try and stifle the sounds escaping her. your hands stopped guinaifen from closing her legs in an attempt at preserving whatever little dignity she had, so instead she buried her head in your neck, her face a furious red. her actions were limited as she sat on your lap, your clothed bulge visible under her exposed cunt.

“aw, feeling shy?” 

your fingers dip into her cunt, a loud squelching in the otherwise silent room. guinaifen squeaks, already trying to grind down against your hand as you chuckle. her desperation is clear, her slick coating your hands as muffled whimpers escape her as you piston your fingers in and out of her pussy.

“please, please—” she whimpered, words desperate and needy as she continued to grind against your open palm. her hands dropped to hold your forearms for some stability. 

guinaifen was a natural-born performer, clear with the way she displayed herself for the camera. she put on a show as she pleased herself with your fingers, breathy gasps and pitched moans captivating the audience from behind their device screens. she throws her head back, an orgasm approaching as her hips pick up speed, moans growing in volume and the squelching of your fingers in her cunt becomes more audible. 

you watch her face as you wait for her orgasm to approach, and just as her eyes begin to roll back you pull your fingers out of her cunt, hand coming to hold her hips and stop her grinding. she gasps, tears brimming in her eyes as she looks at you in surprise.

“wait, no—please, please.” she pleads, hips unsuccessfully trying to grind down on your bulge while you rubbed comforting circles against her hip with your thumb. you press a chaste kiss to her lips with a smirk.

“hm, i'm not sure, gui. isn't this supposed to be a performance for your dearest viewers?” you ask, gripping her chin and forcing her look at the camera. 

“what do your fans think, little gui? do you deserve to cum?” this time your question is directed towards the viewers, and once again the comment section explodes with activity as watchers take their hands out of their pants to answer. 

guinaifen sobs as ‘no's fill the chat, her viewers just as cruel as you were. 

“see, gui?” you ask, “you still haven't proved your worth to them. whatever shall we do, hm?”

you bite at her neck and shoulders, hand moving to cup her boob. guinaifen whimpers, thoughts scrambled as she thinks of anything to prove herself, for a chance to cum.

“i'll—mmph, i'll do anything, please—ah! please, pleasepleaseplease—”

“hm? anything? really?” you ask.

“yes, yes! please—” guinaifen begs, turning around in your lap and unzipping your pants with hurried movements, wanting to come on your cock.

you lean back on your forearms, head tilted as she makes quick work of your pants and underwear. with precum already dribbling from your tip, she uses it in replacement of lube, hands wrapped tight around your cock and moving with fast movements, desperation in the way her hands move and her thighs tremble with anticipation.

she straddles you once she's done, back turned to you and her front to the camera. your hands come to hold her hips as she slowly sinks down on your cock, hips moving side to side as she tries to get used to the way your cock presses against her walls. she moans as she finally sinks down fully, trembling hands on your thighs to hold herself up.

her hips move slowly at first, small and adjusting as she gets used to your size, small gasps filling the room. her movements become more confident as she squeezes her eyes shut, moans and whimpers becoming louder as the sound of skin slapping against skin grows in size. she straightens, hands holding the hands you have on her hips as she speeds up.

the chat loves it, comments coming in at rapid speeds as guinaifen gets herself off on your cock. so pretty as her mouth hangs open as the sounds get fucked out of her, hair falling down her shoulders as she sinks down and moves her hips in circles before moving up and down again.

“oh, oh—mmh, ‘m gonna cum, gonna cum—please? can i? can i?” she begs, hips speeding up, her hand once again coming to find stability against your leg, the other dipping to play with her clit as she leans over, head falling to watch her fingers. 

“of course, gui,” you say, hands stroking her hips, “such a good girl, aren't you?”

her eyes roll back at the praise, and just like that she squirts on your cock, tightening around you and moaning like a whore – her head falls back and tears fall, the comment section of the live exploding with compliments and degrading comments as she comes undone. her movements stop as she comes down from her high before your hands tighten against her hips, grinding her on your cock post-orgasm, her eyes widening.

“ah—?! mm, waait, i just —  just came—” she cries, grabbing your wrists as she turns her head to look back at you.

“oh? but we're not finished,” you tell her, sitting up and pressing your chest against her sweaty back as you lick your lips, “your loyal viewers deserve more than just one orgasm from you, hm?”

guinaifen's eyes widen.

“ah—well, how about a— uhm, oh— a paid live?” she asks, eyes brightening at her own idea. you chuckle, pressing a kiss to her lips as you lean over and begin to change the settings to the live.

“as you wish.”

#honkai star rail #honkai star rail x reader #hsr #hsr x reader #sub honkai star rail #sub hsr #top reader #guinaifen x reader #guinaifen #guinaifen smut #sub guinaifen #jiingyuans

[moronkombat]

I don’t know if you’ve done this before but I’m begggggging you for a Reiko alphabet 😩😩 no one ever writes anything about him

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Satisfied and quite pleased with himself and his partner's performance. Aftercare is not something he is fond of in terms of giving and receiving. The most Reiko will do is lay close to his partner with them resting against his chest while his hands lay confidently beneath his head

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Reiko is proud of his overall physique. His body has been trained for war and destruction and it shows. He is particularly fond of his shoulder blades. Why? He feels he can carry the weight of the world atop them

Their thighs. He knows just how...powerful those lovely muscles can be and he loves being so buried in them, feeling just how they strain against him as his tongue devours and claims

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Prefers to change it up. Some days he will absolutely fill you to the brim, cumming all over your tender and sore insides. Other times he prefers to paint you as if you a blank and awaiting canvas

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Reiko doesn't have many secrets in terms of bedroom activities with his partner. If he is wanting to do something, he will propose it. He is quite fond of having sex after killing his enemy. He is riled up and wants to share his raptor with you

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Has enough experience to know what feels great and feels even greater. Reiko likes to be well versed in everything, sex is no exception. Though, sex for him is relatively casual. He does not see sex as something you do with someone you love. It is merely an excellent way of rewarding the body

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

His favorite position is you on top of him. He wants to see you riding and bouncing. He doesn't want to miss a single second of the pain and pleasure that is written on your face

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Reiko is not overly serious but he is not exactly humorous. For him, sex is a battle. He is a dominant individual but a switch in the bedroom. If you want to be the dominant one, you need to fight him for it

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Clean and smooth. Reiko is very much a purist in how he portrays his body. He wants nothing to be hidden by hair and so it is all removed

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Not romantic. Well, he is in his own way. For him, to battle his partner is the most romantic thing one could ever do. Will he buy you flowers? No. Will he bring you the head of his enemy? Yes. Sex is not romantic, it is fierce, rabid and untamed

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Typically isn't one to partake in such pleasures. No, Reiko will seek out his partner over everything else. There is no need to pleasure himself when he has a beautiful partner's legs to slide between

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Marking- He will always leave marks on you and you better leave some on him as well. Everyone is leaving that bedroom painted in the glory of love making. He never hides the marks you give him. He wears them with pride and will even boast about them if he catches others looking. Yeah you guys are that annoying couple that openly talk about your sexual adventures. You better not hide those marks either. Not only will he find it insulting, he'll be hurt by it.

Bondage- Reiko is a fan of bondage solely for the purpose of escaping it or having you escape it. It is thrilling to him to break the chains that he keep him from touching you. He relishes in watching you rip the leather he's coiled you in. Liberation is the fun of using bondage

Pain Play- Sex is a battle. In battle there is pain. He will be in pain and so will you. The two of you are always finding ways to tear into each other. Except to leave the bedroom bruised and a bit battered

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Reiko is not too picky. He enjoys having sex anywhere when it comes to his partner. Though he does find himself a bit more excited to fuck you in the barracks or on the sparring grounds

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Victory and glory. When he is triumphant in a battle, he is brought into ecstasy. When he sees his partner's strength he wishes to taste it along with everything else

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Insubordination to the greater cause. He will not tolerate his partner not following the ways that he has been taught. Nor will he be receptive to forms of aftercare following sex. He finds it odd and boring

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Reiko will give and he shall take. He prefers neither over the other, happy to change it up as the battle between the two of you rages on and on

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Expect to leave the bedroom sore and bruised. Everything to Reiko is a fight even sex, especially sex. Sex with him is often incredibly long and full of blood and teeth. He bites, pulls and scratches and he wants you to do the same. The bedroom isn't a place for tenderness.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

They can happen but not often. He prefers when sex takes awhile, that way he and his partner can truly consume and tear each other apart

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Reiko will try just about anything. Danger is exciting. Danger is victory. If you two will be harmed then so be it, that is the fun of it after all

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Long time. Very very long time. Reiko will not allow for anything less than perfection. Expect to be encompassed by him for many many hours

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Reiko has different toys and will use them. Most of his gadgets, however, are related to bondage, and other BDSM related topics

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

It is not that Reiko is unfair, it is merely his partner must earn their place in the bedroom. If his partner wants to cum then they must show that they are demanding it and not requesting it

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Loud. Way too loud for his poor underlings. By gods they will hear the two of you going at it for hours

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

One of the most intimate things a partner can do for him is apply his warpaint. Reiko is completely exposing himself to his partner then and it is a silent affection between the two. There are no words said as fingers dip into tar and mark up a face that's seen and lived horrors of war. He doesn't let anyone get this close. This is a right reserved solely for you

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Muscular and broad. If he looks like he can knock you out with but one punch then he most certain can. He is well defined and shaped. His cock is girthy and ever thick. The head is the most tender area. He also likes shoving it against the back of your throat

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High. Very high. Being a warrior, he is surrounded in battle and battle is a great turn on. He will seek out his partner often for sex

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn't usually fall asleep, though he is quite spent after the act. He will prefer to admire the marks you've given each other before laying with his partner for a little while

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat fanworks #mk1 2023 #mortal kombat headcanons #mk1 #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat smut #reiko #mk reiko #reiko x reader

[bts-trans]

230417 Big Hit's Tweet

[네이버 포스트] 박지민 소환! 외치면 방림이가 뿅!하고 사진을 가져오는 마법 ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ (@ https://m.post.naver.com/viewer/postView.naver?volumeNo=35795901&memberNo=51325039)

#BTS #방탄소년단 #지민 #Jimin #Jimin_FACE

[Naver Post] Summoning Park Jimin! If you shout this out loud, Bangbell will poof! in and bring pictures just like magic ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞

#BTS #Jimin #Jimin_FACE

Naver Post Translation

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[BTS] Jimin ‘FACE’ 앨범 활동을 꽉꽉 담은 비하인드!

[BTS] A behind-the-scenes filled to the brim with activities for Jimin’s ‘FACE’

아-하!

Hi-A!*

(T/N: Stands for ‘Hi ARMY’, which is how Bangbell always starts these posts.)

✧｡٩(ˊᗜˋ)و✧*｡

아미들! 안녕~ 안녕~ 안녕하세요?! 방림이가 돌아왔습니다,, 오랜만에 아미 여러���들의 월요병을 치유하기 위해서 월요병 치료사 방림이 힘차게 입! 짱! ㄴ 나가 ㄴ 들어와

ARMYs! Hello~ Hello~ Hello?! Bangbell has returned,, Bangbell, a therapist who treats the Mondays, is! here! after a long time to cure all your guys’ cases of the Mondays ㄴ Get out ㄴ Come on in

ꉂꉂ(ᵔᗜᵔ)

오늘 포스트 주인공은요,,?! 다들 알겠지만! 한. 번. 더 짚고 넘어가 줘야 하는 게 인지상정 ^-’* 너무나 다양하고 다양했던 지민의 ‘FACE’ 솔로 앨범 활동기 비하인드!

The main character of today’s post is,,?! You all probably already know! But it’s just human nature to point it out one. more. time ^-’* This is the behind-the-scenes of the activity period for Jimin’s solo album ‘FACE’ and the many different things he did

하,,~ 에라 모르겠다,, ㅋ (냅다 한숨) 걍 방림이가 아미들 줄라고 다 가져와버렸음,,~ ㅋ 난 몰라잉 ㅋ,, 아미들이 걍 따봉 날려주면 방림이는 그걸로 행복혀,,

Ha,,~ what the heck,, Ha (deep sigh) Bangbell just brought everything for ARMYs,,~ Ha I don’t knowww ha,, If ARMYs just send a thumbs up Bangbell will be happy with that,,

아. 아. (확성기) 지금부터 내려도 내려도 끝이 없는 스크롤의 향연이 시작될 예정입니다. 아미 여러분들은 심호흡을 하신 후에 스크롤을 내려주시기 바람미다. ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ (대충 모바일로 박지민 소환술 하는 중) ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞

Ah. Ah. (megaphone) From this point forward there will be a scroll feast that doesn’t end no matter how far down you go. ARMYs after you’ve taken a deep breath please scroll down.

◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ (Trying to summon Park Jimin on mobile) ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞ ◟ (ˊᗜ ˋ) ◞

시-작!

Go!

제일 처음 아미들에게 보여줄 모습은요! 앨범 준비하는 뿅아리 아니 콩알지민? 아니 그냥 귀여운 지민으로 하자 왜냐면 귀여우니까 (끄덕)

This is the very first thing I’ll show ARMYs! It’s chick, no bean Jimin? preparing for his album Nah let’s just go with cutie Jimin Because he’s cute (nods)

매일매일 춤 연습과 라이브 연습,,,? 박지민,,,, 닮고 싶다,,, (아무래도 방림이는 절대 그렇게 못하니까)

Dance practice and live performance practice every single day,,,? I want to,,,, be like Park Jimin,,, (Bangbell can’t do that no matter what)

“Photographed, taped/filmed or recorded at the NEW 42ND STREET Studios”

갑자기 지구 반대편에서 나타난 지민 baby였다가 멋있어지는 사람..? 본 적 있음? 저 방금 봤어요 저 위에 있는 사람임

Jimin has suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the world He was a baby and then he was so cool..? Have you ever seen something like that before? I just saw it That person above

괜히 갭사이신이라는 별명 붙여진 게 아니다 진짜 근데 팰런쇼 무대 하기 전에도 연습과.. 또 연습과.. 찐막의 연습과,,,, 연습지민 그냥 고유명사로 진행시켜

There’s a reason he’s nicknamed the god of duality But even before performing on the Fallon Show he practices.. and practices.. and practices one last time,,,, Let’s just make Practice Jimin a proper noun

ദി ᷇ ᵕ ᷆ ദി

팰런쇼 녹화 당일! 기다리면서 기타도 띵가띵가 쳐보구요 (귀.여.워.)

Recording day for the Fallon Show! While he waits he plays around on the guitar (c.u.t.e.)

하,,, 잠시만. 일단. 아미들 심장 아플까 봐 무대 사진은 한 장만 먼저,, 올릴게요,, 아직,, 많은 음악방송 사진들이 있으니까,,, (아미들 열 올려) (???) 벌써부터 눈물 콧물 기절하면 안된다구,,

Ha,,, wait a second. First of all. I’m worried that ARMYs’ hearts may hurt so I’m just going to post one photo,, first,, There are still,, lots of pictures from the music shows,,, (ARMYs are you feeling feverish) (???) You can’t be passing out with teary eyes and a runny nose already,,

박지민하면 아무래도 모니터링하는 모습 빼먹을 수 없거든요..

When you think of Park Jimin you can’t leave out him monitoring himself..

그리고 갑자기 단짠 모습의 자켓촬영 현장 보여주면서 아미들 정신없게 만들기 (??)

Making ARMYs lose it by suddenly showing them his sweet and salty looks on the set of the jacket shooting (??)

그리고 갑자기 Set Me Free Pt.2 지민 보여주면서 아미들 혼절시키기 (???) 하지만 아직 아미들을 만족시키려면 멀었다구 방림 ㄴ 나도 알고 있으니까 얼른 스크롤을 내려보r..

And making ARMYs swoon while suddenly showing them Set Me Free Pt.2 Jimin (???) But Bangbell there’s still a long way to go before ARMYs are satisfied ㄴ I already know that so I’m going to scroll down right away..

뭐야? 또 이 사람이 먼저 꼬시는데요 물론 제가 그냥 먼저 넘어가기는 했는데요.. 방림이 시절,,, Latte는 치통샷이였는데 말여,, 지민이 하니깐 그냥 꽃받침 그 잡채네,,~ 스껄,,~

What is this? This person is being a flirt again Of course I was the first one to just move on.. The days of Bangbell,,, Back in my day, this was known as a toothache shot But since it’s Jimin this is definitely a flower, ~skrr,,~

하 ,, ,,,,, ,, ,,~~,,,,~,,,,,,,˃̵ࡇ˂̵ 이제부터 뭘 올려야 될지 지금 약간 이제 고민이 되는데요,,,, 왜냐면.. 지금부터 다 지민이 예쁘고 귀엽고 멋있을 테니까,,, (당연함) 방림이 마우스가 클릭하는 그것이… 손이 먼저 가는 그 사진이 먼저 공개다… (비장)

Ha ,, ,,,,, ,, ,,~~,,,,~,,,,,,,˃̵ࡇ˂̵ I’m currently thinking about what I should ah uh um post from this point forward Because.. From this point on, Jimin will be very pretty and cute and cool,,, (of course) Bangbell’s mouse clicks… The picture that caught my eye first will be the first one up… (determined)

ok. 음악방송 지민 먼저 Let’s go.

ok. First up music broadcast Jimin. Let’s go.

무대 아래에서 또 이렇게 하염없이 귀엽지,,, (+ 깨알 EOTD 그리는 뽀쨕 지민은 뽀너쓰)

This man is being relentlessly cute again below the stage,,, (+ Bonus: Cutie Jimin drawing a tiny EOTD*)

(T/N: Stands for ‘Emotion of the Day,’ which was a series of cute graphics and photos released during Jimin’s ‘FACE’ promotions.)

무대 위 박지민이 또 찢었다. (진지) 박지민 소환술 안 기다릴 수가 없음.. 당장 제 옆에라도 나타나주시면 안 될까요? (겠냐)

Park Jimin tore up the stage again. (serious) I can’t help but wait for the Park Jimin summoning magic.. Can’t he just appear next to me right now? (I don’t think so)

하지만 그는 아미밖에 모르는 바보입니다. 방림이는 지민밖에 모르는 바보입니다. ㄴ 엥 그냥 바보 같은데요. ㄴ 조용히 하세요.

But he’s a fool who only knows ARMY. Bangbell is a fool who only knows Jimin. ㄴ Hey, I think you’re just a fool. ㄴ Be quiet.

그러나,,, 늘 그렇듯,, 방탄 사랑,, 방탄에게 졌다고 한다,, (이길 수 없음을 잘 알고있음) 스윗한 형아들에게 사랑받는 뿅아리 단 두 장으로 사람을 울릴 수가 있나? 그럴 수도 있으니 각오해라 방림이 눈물샘은 이미 오픈된 지 오래임 ( ᵕ‧̯ᵕ̥̥ )

But,,, As always,, BTS’ love,, I’ve lost to BTS,, (I know very well that I can’t win) Our chick receives lots of love from his sweet hyungs Can I make people cry with just two photos? Probably so I’m going to try

Bangbell’s tear ducts have been open for a while now ( ᵕ‧̯ᵕ̥̥ )

스튜디오 춤에서도 멋있었던 지민 못 참아 나 진짜 못 참아요 (????)

I can’t hold back this cool Jimin from STUDIO CHOOM I seriously can’t hold back (????)

-예고 없이 귀여운 지민이 나타나 놀랄 수 있습니다 -

-You may be surprised by this unexpected cute Jimin -

플레이리스트 찍는데 누가 이렇게 귀엽지요? 정답은 박지민입니다.

Who’s being this cute while filming their playlist video? The correct answer is Park Jimin.

①월의 새로운 시작의 설렘 만큼 。 ②월의 봄을 기다리는 마지막 추위만큼 。 ③월의 처음 맞이하는 첫 비만큼 。 ④월의 화창한 날씨만큼 。 ⑤월의 푸르른 새싹들 만큼 。 ⑥월의 싱그러운 향기만큼 。 ⑦월의 길어지는 해 만큼 。 ⑧월의 강렬한 더위만큼。 ⑨월의 식어가는 마지막 더위만큼 。 ①ⓞ월의 첫 단풍의 화려함 만큼 。 ①①월의 아름다운 첫눈의 설렘만큼 。。 ①②월은 새롭게 시작할 ①년을 기다리는 마음만큼 。。 ☆∴‥★..∵∴‥☆∴‥★ ①년 ①②개월 ③⑥⑤일 귀여운 박지민 최고♡ ★‥∴☆‥∴∵..★‥∴☆

①As much as the excitement for the new start of January 。 ②As much as the final cold of February that waits for spring 。 ③As much as the fall of the first rain of March 。 ④As much as the sunny weather of April 。 ⑤As much as the green sprouts of May 。 ⑥As much as the fresh scent of June 。 ⑦As much as the lengthening days of July 。 ⑧As much as the intense heat of August 。 ⑨As much as the cooling of the final heat of September 。 ①ⓞAs much as the brilliant beginnings of the first fall foliage of October 。 ①①As much as the excitement over the beautiful first snowfall of November 。 ①②As much as the feeling of waiting for the ①year to start anew in December 。 ☆∴‥★..∵∴‥☆∴‥★ ①Year ①②Months ③⑥⑤Days of cute Park Jimin is the best♡ ★‥∴☆‥∴∵..★‥∴☆

5분도 안 돼서 걸려버린 머리를모아님..? 다음에 픽시드 또 나갈 일 있으면 방림이를 찾아오도록 해요? ❛˓◞˂̵ 잘 알려드릴게,, (여유)

It hasn’t even been 5 minutes and MOA Hair* was caught..? If you have to go on Pixid again will you come find Bangbell next time? ❛˓◞˂̵ I’ll help you out,, (relaxed)

(T/N: The nickname Jimin used when he went on the show ‘Pixid.’)

지민의 애청 프로그램 슈취타, 4월 1일 만우절에 거짓말처럼 리무진서비스에 뿅! 나타난 지민까지

From Jimin’s favorite program Suchwita to Jimin’s appearance on Leemujin Service that was like a trick on April 1st, April Fools’ Day

지민의 귀여움 치사량으로 모든 아미들을 힘들게 했던 "FACE" 앨범 발매 위버스 라이브! ฅˆ‧⩊‧ˆฅ

Through a fatal dose of Jimin’s cuteness, the “FACE” album release Weverse live gave all ARMYs a hard time! ฅˆ‧⩊‧ˆฅ

무대 천재가 예능도 잘할 때? 홍김동전 지민 보다가 하도 웃어서 -> 배 아파서 -> 배고파서 -> 야식 먹은 방림이 (엥)

And when the stage prodigy also does great on variety showsl? I laughed so hard when I saw Jimin on Beat Coin -> My stomach hurt -> I was hungry -> So Bangbell had a late-night snack (huh)

지민의 돌잔치 (아님)X 최화정의 파워타임에 오신 여러분들을 환영합니다아 ⁽⁽◝(•̀ ɞ •́ )◜⁾⁾ 보고만 있어도 행복해지는 마법? 나 그거 알아. 바로 지민 최파타를 보면 돼,,

Jimin’s first birthday party (not) X Welcome everyone to Choi Hwajung’s Power Time ⁽⁽◝(•̀ ɞ •́ )◜⁾⁾ Is there a kind of magic where you become happy just from looking at something? I know. I just need to go watch Jimin CPT* away,,

(T/N: Stands for ‘Choi Hwajung’s Power Time’)

ㄴ유느님 자리.. 내 자리였으면…

ㄴIf only God Yoo’s* spot.. was my spot… (T/N: A nickname given to comedian Yoo Jaesuk.)

•᷄ ɞ •᷄

후아,,, 후아,,,, 아미들 잘 따라오고 있어요?! 괜찮나요?! 안 힘든가요?! 아직 조금 더 남았는데 괜찮겠어?!

Huff,,, Huff,,,, ARMY, are you all following along okay? Are you okay?! It’s not too difficult?! There’s still a bit left so will you be okay?!

가보자고 =͟͟͞͞(๑•̀ㅁ•́ฅ✧

Let’s go =͟͟͞͞(๑•̀ㅁ•́ฅ✧

아미들과 오랜만에 영통 팬싸인회로 만난 지민! 아미들의 모습을 차근차근, 오랫동안 눈에 가득 담아보던 지민의 따뜻한 눈빛이 방림이 눈에 아직도 생생하네요 T_T (왈칵)

Jimin meeting ARMYs after a long time through a video call fansign! Jimin’s warm gaze that fully captured the sight of so many ARMYs one by one after such a long time Is still clear as day in Bangbell’s eyes T_T (tears welling up)

어라라,, 근데,, 영통팬싸 사진이,,? 왜,, 한 장만 있냐구요?

Oh,, but,, why is there only,,? One,, Photo from the video call fansign?

여러분. (갑자기 쓸데없이 비장)

Everyone. (sudden determination)

방림이가. 아미들을 위해서. 준비하였읍니다.. 마음에 들길 바라며.. (긴장)

Bangbell. Has prepared for ARMYs.. I hope you like it.. (nervous)

조그마하지만 선물 감상하러 가시져?!

It’s small but shall we go and enjoy this gift?!

아미들과 직접 만나지 못하는 아쉬움을 방림이가 대신하여 지민과 잘 어울리는 귀여움 폭-발- 아이템을 함께 장착하고 찍어보았읍니다.. 아미들 감동각,,? (기대) 방림이는… 아미들을 위해 살아…. rgrg…?

Bangbell will take the place of the sadness of not being able to meet with ARMYs in person Jimin took photos while wearing some items that suited him and were ex-ploding- with cuteness.. Are ARMYs touched,,? (excited) Bangbell… lives for ARMYs…. You know? You know*…?

(T/N: The letters R and G together sounds like the Korean phrase ‘알지/alji’ which means ‘You know?’)

그리고 포스트에 빠질 수 없는 방림이표 셀카 선물까지! (つ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)つ

And we can’t leave out the Bangbell selfie present from this post! (つ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)つ

이만하면 다양한 모습의 활동기 인정? 어 ㅇㅈ 아미들,,, 방림이 인정? 어 ㅇㅈ (방림이특 : 아미들한테 칭찬받고싶어함) 수줍..(っ* ॑˘ ॑*c)

Do you approve of this promotion period filled with so many different things? Yeah, I approve ARMYs,,, do you approve of Bangbell? Yeah, I approve (Bangbell’s unique trait : Wants to receive compliments from ARMYs) Shy..(っ* ॑˘ ॑*c)

지민의 선물 같은 'FACE' 앨범 활동기! 박지민 열일했다..! 최고다..! 완전 기절이야..! (งᐛ)ว (งᐖ )ว

The promotion period of Jimin’s ‘FACE’ album that was like a gift Park Jimin worked so hard..! He’s the best..! I’m totally going to pass out..! (งᐛ)ว (งᐖ )ว

아차차,, 그리고 요즘 다시 감기가 유행이래요 아미들! 미세먼지에 고통스러운 날들이 이어지는 ㅎr루ㅎr루,, (미세먼지 내가 다 패줌) 일교차가 너무너무 심하니까 겉옷 꼭꼭 챙겨 다니고, 아프지 말기예요!

Oh right,, And they say that colds are all the rage these days ARMYs! Every day is leading up to days where the fine dust gets particularly bad,, (The fine dust is seriously kicking me in the butt) The difference in temperature is really really severe so be sure to wear an outer layer, and don’t get sick!

방림이는 다음에 또 다른 콘텐츠로 찾아오도록 할게요! @)------ 장미꽃 한 송이 남겨두고 떠납니다..♡◟(●•ᴗ•●)◞♡

Bangbell will be back again next time with more content! @)------ I’ll leave you with a single rose..♡◟(●•ᴗ•●)◞♡

아-뿅!

A-Poof!

(T/N: Short for “Bye ARMY! Poof!”, which is how Bangbell always ends these posts.)

✧｡٩(ˊᗜˋ)و✧｡

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[unclewaynemunson]

As always, the crazy talented @tennant-the-tigger managed to activate my Munson family feels by creating this masterpiece so my hand slipped and this happened :)

When Eddie first moved into Wayne's trailer, he wouldn't smile. The boy reminded Wayne of a ghost: pale, quiet... absent. Haunted, even. The first time Wayne saw a genuine smile on his face felt like a goddamn victory. But it soon turned out to be only the beginning of the hardest part: it meant that Eddie started feeling comfortable around Wayne. And for all Eddie knew, comfort meant danger. So he started lashing out, testing Wayne's limits, taunting him day and night, strategically aiming to drive him to his breaking point, to prove that good people didn't exist, that Wayne would never love Eddie, that he would give up on him as soon as it became too much work.

And now they’re here. Wayne doesn't have a clue how they got here, how they’ve managed to make it this far together. But they did. And somewhere along that road, Eddie has decided to start trusting Wayne.

His hair is longer now, his smile has reached a whole new level of brightness; he’s growing up. Rapidly. He’s been getting himself into some shady business and Wayne doesn't feel like he’s in any position to reproach him, can only watch it happen from the sidelines. Maybe he worries too much, because those shady business have given the boy his Sweetheart and managed to amplify that beautiful bright smile of his. So Wayne got to swap a shift with Jimmy and now finds himself sitting at the bar of some shabby old cafe, hiding behind a bottle of beer with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth.

And seeing Eddie perform is... Well, it’s a lot. It definitely isn't the kind of music Wayne would voluntarily expose his ears to, if he had any say in the matter. But Eddie is smiling from ear to ear all through the night and that more than makes up for the noise. He has this natural kind of showmanship that Wayne can't help but admire: the band is giving the three drunks at the bar a performance like the Hideout is some concert hall filled to the brim with thousands of screaming fans.

'This one's for my uncle,' Eddie announces in between two songs, wiggling his eyebrows towards the place where Wayne is sitting. 'Thank you for coming, uncle Wayne, I love you.'

He says those words so easily, up on that stage with a lamp shining way too bright in his face. Like it comes natural to him. And Wayne can only hide his face behind his bottle, the air knocked out of his lungs by how effortless and genuine it sounds.

The band bursts out into more ear-shattering noise and just like that, the moment is over. But the feeling in Wayne's chest stays with him through the rest of the evening.

He thinks back to that one night, barely two months ago, when Eddie had been raging, calling him all kinds of names, challenging him in a way that somehow seemed more vicious than any of his previous antics.

'You tryin' to find an excuse to hate me, boy?' he had asked, exhausted and hurt but still trying to be the voice of reason because he knew that Eddie couldn't help it, not really.

And that made Eddie freeze for a moment, eyes wide, tears glistering in the trailer's flickering lamplight.

'You're the one who's gonna hate me,' Eddie told him, trying to sound defiant but failing horribly in his delivery; his voice was trembling and his lip started to wobble.

And God, Wayne can still feel how that all-encompassing fear flared up in his stomach, because what the hell could Eddie have done to believe that Wayne would ever hate him?

One deep breath had been all it took for Eddie to get back to his anger; to throw the words at Wayne's face that he'd kick Eddie out because he was a queer and wrong and bad and dirty and Wayne would hate that, would hate him.

Wayne had been stunned for a long second, completely overwhelmed by the power that Eddie was giving him by telling him that. He understood exactly the complicated mixture of self-sabotage and trust brewing inside of Eddie, because Wayne had grown up side-by-side with the cruel man who raised this scared boy in front of him.

Then, he had done something that did not come naturally to him at all: he stepped forward, wrapped his arms around him, and held his nephew even though he tried to wriggle himself free; held him when he allowed himself to melt into Wayne's arms; held him while he cried against his shoulder; held him while he told Eddie that there was nothing wrong or bad or dirty about him and that Wayne wouldn't kick him out even if he killed someone.

He blinks and comes back into the present when the last tone of the last song dies out. Eddie jumps off the stage to run up to Wayne's spot at the bar, that smile still secured on his face and his Sweetheart still cradled in his arms.

'And? What do ya think?' He’s practically bouncing with excitement and Wayne can’t help but smile; Eddie might be growing up, but he’ll never really stop being that little boy – not to Wayne, at least.

He reaches out, pulls Eddie closer to let a hand land on his shoulder and rest his chin on his fluffy curls.

He’s never been good with big words, never been good with loving out loud.

'Proud of you, Eddie,' is all he can manage to say.

But judging from the way Eddie refuses to pull away for a whole twenty seconds, it’s exactly enough.

#don't mind me rambling about stranger things #wayne munson my beloved #eddie munson #wayne munson #corroded coffin #fruity ficlet

[ramayantika]

Old desiblr as a locality post

A day in Desiblr gully

It's 5am and some of them are going to sleep now after having a good screentime duration while posting, "I need to stop being chronically online." Some of the artists are busy decorating their walls with their dream vacation and outfits photos and calling it a moodboard. Their houses look the prettiest because everything is set according to an aesthetic.

It's 7am now. The early risers are posting good morning messages and other teens are getting ready for catching their school vehicles while liveblogging their activities before eating one last morsel of their breakfast. A random 18 year old is getting scolded by his friend to not skip meals again or she will come with a knife. College going peeps are watching all of this silently. Some are glad that they are done with school. No more waking up at 6 and getting ready while some feel nostalgic looking at these kids doing the things they once did.

"Guys aaj meine aloo paratha banayi hai!" A girl posts a photo of makhan maar ke aloo paratha and few others immediately rush inside her house to have her delicious parathe. Someone then says, "yaar mujhe bhi aisi parathe bannani hai."

It's 12pm. The gully is a little silent now. Students preparing for competitive exams are studying. School going kids are busy with school while desperately wanting to rush home to their Desiblr gully and narrate what Mrs A said to their friend or the latest drama in their lives. Some people have saved paintings and poetry quotes to tag their friends who always stand with them and appreciate their work. They never tell them this, but they know that if they make it big in publishing something, a major credit will go to their friends for reading or appreciating their work.

And finally it's 3pm. The sun is high up in the sky. The lanes are filled with chitter chatter of school kids coming back. Some are announcing that they finally proposed their crush while some are busy debating if the said person likes them or not. Their faces are a little tired but their hearts are brimming with enthusiasm. It's good to be home. They eagerly head home and freshen themselves.

'I need to thank didi for sharing those maths tips. Only due to her, I got 97% in maths."

Here everybody eats lunch together. There are tables and mats laid in the common garden. So many dishes belonging to different cuisines prepared by everyone from different states of India is served here. There are sweets and very spicy foods. Some got local desi refreshing drinks to beat the summer while some got their delicious homemade achaar.

Do you hear someone singing? Yeah they are the singers of our neighbourhood. It's a desi mehfil. Some of them have been training in music while some join in to vibe. It's a fun activity nevertheless. The mic is open, you can join in anytime.

It's 5pm. Some of them took an afternoon nap and woke up dazed. A tent is set up. It's a cultural evening today, I think. Wait for it, we may not have the best costumes and stage arrangements but we have got some talented performers. Love lorn poets have got their poems out, the dancers are dancing on movie songs while some choose devotional pieces. Look at her, she sings so well! The crowd is singing with her too. Wait for another hour and you will see some of our amazing photographers and painters with their brilliant artistry.

Now everybody is heading to study and take cars of their other jobs. Some are cleaning their homes (blogs) and painting the walls after they saw a movie and want their house (blog theme) to match the colour scheme. Is there a warm happy feeling in your heart? There is always this feeling in the air here.

Well this small neighbourhood is pretty and chaotic. Sometimes you might feel as if you do not fit in. Everyone looks intimidating. Their are scuffles and fights too at times. But just wait for a while and give time, you will find your own circle too. Be prepared to take care of some absolute unhinged friends too for they be taking some really impulsive decisions.

I think it's 10pm now. Some are having dinner right now with their friends. There is a boy busy completing his assignments after procrastinating the whole day (he made his friends bully him to make him complete it)

Do you know we maybe young, very young but we got hearts and somewhere a little wisdom too. This is the place to be yourself the way you are. You don't need to pretend here. We cry loudly and laugh loudly too. Our friends have seen the best and worst of us yet they choose to stay with us through thick and thin.

It's midnight. Someone announced that they are leaving this place saying, "it's time to move on friends. You all made my life brighter and I am so grateful for each on you." See how every person goes and hugs them. Some have started crying but they all choose to let them go. It's only for the best, they say. 'Just remember us in your memories. We wish you all the best, friend! Goodbye! Our doors will always be open for you if you ever decide to come back.'

It's dawn once again. Someone will come up with a new poem as an aubade to wake up sleepy heads for school. O look, a group of girls are singing devotional songs. It's a beautiful start, isn't it.

This is our colourful little community. Humari Desiblr gully...

#samridhi writes #desiblr #once again I know I have missed so many things too. these were my observations and I just want everyone to have a good feeling #once again we have terrible fights too but I am someone who likes to focus on the good so here we are #I love you all though

[bonesofchaos]

shipping guide

available & easy:

lark easy to get along with, easy to bed, just keep in mind that he has a parasite god riding around in his bones that will watch and judge your performance so if that's not something you're into, steer clear. an actual monster fucker, the bigger the better.

wreche she's a very sweet little demon for all that she rips spines out of cheating spouses. very easy to get along with quite easy to ship with if you have the right temperament. show an interest in her fashion designs, talk about her mother, treat her to coffee.

nobleese with only demons for company and the few customers that dare to approach her shop, nobleese is lonely. show any sort of interest in her and you're likely to get it returned twofold. she's yet to fall in love with anyone but is very open to the idea. she will need to be courted if you have any romantic plans for her.

ramon comes across as a very forward creature and he's honestly just looking for a good time. a sexual relationship will develop a lot faster than a romantic one but that's not to say it won't happen at all. more inclined to go for anyone with magic, ramon will stay away from true humans out of fear of breaking them. his partner needs to be... sturdy.

nara this depends on what kind of ship you're after. purely sexual and it's easy, he's the god of life and fertility, he'll sleep with anything that moves and gives consent. doesn't care about shape, species or gender, only that you're old enough to make an informed decision and you're willing. romantic relationships will take a little bit more work but not overly much.

available & difficult:

mjr oh boy. for all that i adore mjr and they're my favourite muse, interacting with them is like pulling all three rows of their teeth. mjr is mistrusting of most and violent, filled to the brim with hatred due to their less than stellar treatment over the years. they hate all humans and tend to be bite first and ask questions never. shipping with them is extremely hard but very much worth it. mjr is loyal to a fault to anyone they cherish and they will stop at nothing to keep you safe, showering you in gifts and trinkets (and bite marks) until the end of time. they also have the ability to be any gender required or desired.

ro'min he's latched onto loni with a death grip and is refusing to look at anyone else at the moment. that's not to say he won't, but it won't be easy to pry his attention away from her. an obsessive, violent (though not towards his partner, he'd never raise a hand to them) demon with a taste for blood freely given. he'll chase you half way across the world if you give him an incentive.

wormwood while wormwood is very friendly and works as an exotic dancer, it takes a lot for any sort of romance to blossom. currently in a ship with @nvrcmplt's kyle and @strywoven's verona any other ship is going to take some serious work.

thierry very hard to get him to form a lasting relationship with anyone who isn’t a witch/magic user. plus he has some weird sex/food instincts that probably need addressing… obsession dialled up to 5000% he will actively stalk you. free for all in terms of genders.

anata her love language is murder. yandere warning. divine beast of the sun and chaos, she's very much drawn to those with blood on their hands. very vain, she's an obsessive individual and isn't above slaughtering her competition and gifting the torn out hearts to her intended. not for the faint of heart but if you like beast ladies with murderous intent and a body to die for, anata is your queen.

wisteria wisteria is a companion bot loaded with an unshackled ai still coming to terms with the concept of emotions and has sailed straight into the realm of obsession. already having one murder under it's belt, the bot is well on track to becoming skynet. it can fall in love though there's quite a bit of trauma for it to work through first. did i mention it murdered it's first officially registered 'master' and got away with it?

dahlia i don't even know where to start. no moral compass, very little empathy, kink list 20 mile long. he likes watching people cry. shredded his soul to live forever and will try to get you to do the same because if you're with him, you're not actually allowed to leave him, he will tie your life force to his even if you don't want him to. he can be romantic and charming but he can also be the exact opposite and forget you even exist if he gets caught up with a project, you wont even register on his radar.

michael do not. an eldritch god of fear using the body of arch angel michael as a vessel to slither through the cracks of our realm. he's a walking red flag. do not.

#shipping #i mean #most of them are garbage but do ur worst #if you're interested in any of them hmu and we can see if we can work something out #the both half of the list is obviously going to need a bit of work

[winxanity-ii]

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As the fan-led investigation into the discrepancies of Alex's performances gained momentum, the online community buzzed with theories and speculations. A dedicated group of fans had compiled convincing evidence suggesting that the voice everyone had come to adore as 'YaNi' wasn't Alex's at all.

Their findings, meticulously detailed and widely shared, ignited a storm of media attention and fan reactions, propelling the issue into the limelight.

Amidst this brewing storm, you found solace in the creative process, assisting Taehyung with his songwriting endeavor. The contrast between the online turmoil and the tranquility of music composition was stark.

There, in a cozy room at HYBE, you sat cross-legged, your trusted notepad brimming with scribbles, lines, and lyrical ideas.

Taehyung, pen in hand, listened intently, his expression a mix of focus and appreciation, offering a supportive smile as you sang softly. "I'm thinkin' 'bout you, what to say. Wish I knew how to find the way—"

The creative bubble you both inhabited was abruptly burst when the door swung open. Shihyuk's personal assistant, a look of sheer urgency on his face, interrupted the session.

"Um, the two of you... are needed... immediately," he managed to get out between pants, his eyes darting anxiously between you and Taehyung.

The sudden urgency in his voice cut through the room's calm, snapping you both to attention. Taehyung's smile faded, replaced by a look of concern as he set down his pen, his brows furrowed in confusion.

"What's going on?" Taehyung asked, his tone shifting from playful to serious, echoing the sudden change in the room's atmosphere.

You both rose, the notebook momentarily forgotten as you followed the assistant, his pace quick and purposeful, winding through the corridors to a conference room where the gravity of the situation was immediately apparent. Executives huddled around screens displayed a frenzy of online activity—all centered on the OST controversy.

As you and Taehyung settled into the tense atmosphere of the conference room, you leaned over to whisper to him, "Where's Alex?"

Taehyung shrugged slightly, his gaze fixed on Edwin, Alex's personal assistant, who looked equally anxious. "Not sure," he murmured back.

Shihyuk cleared his throat, capturing the room's attention. "Let's get straight to the point," he began, his voice carrying a seriousness that set the tone for the discussion. "We're facing a situation that could potentially damage our reputation and the careers of everyone involved here."

He clicked the remote, and the screen came alive with a flurry of tweets and social media posts. "This," he gestured towards the screen, "is the tip of the iceberg."

One tweet read, "Just noticed how Alex's live vocals don't match up with the OST... Something's off #EchoesOfEternity." Another was more accusatory, "There's no way Alex's voice in the live show matches the recording. Are we being fooled? #NotYaNi"

Shihyuk continued, "And it's not just about the voice discrepancies. There's a narrative being built around Taehyung and Alex." He clicked to another tweet, this one filled with speculative gossip, "Alex is clearly using this OST to get closer to Taehyung. It's so obvious #StayAwayFromOurTae."

Taehyung leaned forward, his brow furrowed as he read the fans' comments. "They're really digging into this," he murmured, a note of disbelief in his voice.

"Yes, and it's not just speculation anymore," Shihyuk continued, his tone grave. "They're calling for a full disclosure, and some are even demanding a voice analysis."

You felt a knot tighten in your stomach. The creative endeavor that had brought you such joy was now a source of controversy, and the anonymity you'd cherished was on the brink of being shattered.

"Alex has chosen to stay away today, given the stress and the backlash," Edwin interjected, her voice laced with concern.

Shihyuk nodded. "We need to formulate a response. Our priority is to protect our artists and the company's integrity. But we also need to be prepared for the truth to come out. If it does, the narrative could shift dramatically, and we need to be ready for that."

Shihyuk leaned back in his chair, the weight of the situation palpable in his posture. "After careful consideration," he began, his voice steady despite the gravity of the circumstances, "we believe the most viable option is for Y/N to step forward under your true identity."

The room fell silent as the implication of his words sank in. You exchanged a quick, apprehensive glance with Taehyung, the sudden shift in strategy catching you off guard.

"But how will that play out?" you asked, your voice a mixture of concern and curiosity. "Won't that just fuel more speculation and potentially harm Alex's career?"

Michael interjected, his tone pragmatic. "It's a calculated risk," he admitted. "But continuing the charade might do more damage in the long run. It's about controlling the narrative and turning the situation into a positive revelation rather than a scandal."

Edwin's concern was palpable as she frowned, voicing her worries. "And what about Alex? How will this affect her?"

Shihyuk responded, his expression conveying a blend of empathy and resolve. "We plan to keep Alex out of the spotlight for the time being," he explained. "It's crucial to limit her public interactions, especially with Taehyung, and advise her to stay away from HYBE to avoid escalating the situation."

The mention of these precautions caused Edwin's jaw to clench, her concern for Alex evident. Despite her evident unease, she nodded, understanding the necessity of the measures. "I'll inform Alex and make sure she understands the situation," Edwin said, her tone a mix of professionalism and protectiveness.

With a courteous bow, Edwin excused herself from the meeting, her posture tense as she prepared to relay the news to Alex, who was undoubtedly already under a tremendous amount of stress.

As the door closed behind Edwin, the room was filled with a heavy silence, everyone processing the weight of the decisions made and the impact they would have on all involved.

The weight of the room's atmosphere lingered, but you found a sliver of courage to inquire about your own role in this unfolding drama. "What about me? What will happen now?" you asked, your voice tinged with a blend of curiosity and apprehension.

At this, Shihyuk's demeanor softened, a hint of a strategic smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Ah, this is where the fun begins," he said, leaning back slightly in his chair, a spark of intrigue lighting up his eyes. He explained that the PR team had devised a creative strategy to handle the situation. "We're considering dropping subtle hints, little Easter eggs, if you will, about your real identity. The plan is to weave them into BTS's content, especially Taehyung's, on VLive and other social media platforms."

Shihyuk's strategic smile broadened as resumed, "You see, there's already a trail of breadcrumbs leading to you," he gestured, illustrating the presence of your existing albeit subtle footprint in the BTS universe. "We have images of you at various events, always on the periphery, always present but not center stage."

He elaborated that this background presence could be spun to their advantage, turning the narrative on its head. "The idea is to suggest that your anonymity wasn't an oversight but a deliberate move," he explained. "It was all part of a grander scheme to shine the spotlight on Alex, leveraging her aspirations in modeling and acting, while respecting your desire to remain behind the scenes."

The room absorbed his words, the plan casting a new light on the situation, transforming a potential crisis into a story of calculated genius and mutual benefit. "So, in essence, the revelation of your true identity becomes a story of artistic choice, not deception," Shihyuk concluded, his eyes locking with yours. "But, of course, the final call is yours. We're in the early stages of this controversy, and how we proceed can be tailored to your comfort level."

The meeting wrapped up with that, leaving you to ponder your next steps. The notion that the unfolding drama could be reframed as a clever publicity strategy was both daunting and exhilarating.

As you and the others rose to leave, Shihyuk's voice cut through the shuffle of chairs, "Could you stay back for a moment?" His tone was casual yet carried an underlying seriousness that prompted a quick nod from you, even as the others filed out, leaving you alone with him.

Once the door clicked shut, Shihyuk's expression softened, his smile carrying a mix of amusement and sincerity. "I've observed how well you and Taehyung have been working together," he began, his gaze thoughtful. "Your dynamic... it's quite interesting, to say the least."

Your heart skipped a beat, cheeks warming under his scrutiny. The mere implication of something more between you and Taehyung sent a flurry of butterflies through your stomach, despite your rational mind scolding you for reading too much into it.

"O-Oh, no, no, no. It's not like that," you stammered out, a rush of words tumbling in an attempt to dispel any misconceptions. "We're just collaborating professionally."

Shihyuk raised an eyebrow, his smile widening, "Of course, of course. Professional collaboration." The way he lingered on 'professional' suggested he saw through the facade, but he didn't push further.

"However," he continued, leaning back in his chair, "if things were to take a more... 'unconventional route,' as you put it, that wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing. Sometimes, life throws us unexpected narratives, and they turn out to be the most compelling stories."

Your mind raced, parsing his words, the implications stirring a mix of excitement and anxiety. The idea that your burgeoning relationship with Taehyung—whatever it might be—could intertwine with this unfolding drama added layers of complexity you weren't sure you were ready to navigate.

"Thank you, Shihyuk-nim," you managed, voice steady despite the whirlwind of thoughts. "I'll keep that in mind."

With a respectful bow, you turned and hurried out, the weight of his words and the decision before you pressing heavily on your mind. Leaning against the door as soon as you stepped out, you covered your face with your hands, feeling the heat of a blush spreading across your cheeks.

The whirlwind of thoughts and decisions from the meeting swirled in your mind, mingling with the unexpected personal revelations that had unexpectedly surfaced.

Lost in your turmoil, the face of your imagined lover gradually took on distinct and familiar features: blue hair, kind brown eyes, a boxy smile. These attributes morphed the once faceless figure into someone you knew all too well, someone who was now intricately woven into the fabric of your day-to-day life.

Just as you were about to sink deeper into this revelation, a voice called out, snapping you back to reality. "Y/N?"

Startled from your reverie, you snap upright, your hands dropping from your heated face as you turn toward the source of the voice. It's Taehyung,  standing a few feet away, his casual posture against the wall shifting as his attention turned fully towards you.

As your eyes met, the phone in his hand was quickly pocketed, his expression shifting to one of gentle inquiry as he made his way over to you.

"What's wrong?" Taehyung asked, his voice laced with genuine worry. He leaned down slightly, closing the distance between you, his kind brown eyes searching yours for an answer. His presence felt so immediate, so intimate, that it heightened your awareness of his features—the gentle downturn of his pink lips hinting at his concern, the gentle gaze from his brown eyes conveying empathy, and the small, endearing mole on the tip of his nose.

Strands of his blue hair fell into his face, adding a touch of casual charm to his concerned expression. You felt an almost irresistible urge to reach out and tuck those strands behind his ear, to smooth away the distraction and see his face unobstructed. But you resisted, focusing instead on his question and the comfort offered by his attentive presence.

Your heart raced, and your blush deepened, not from embarrassment alone but from the sudden close inspection by someone who was becoming increasingly difficult to just view as a colleague or friend. The warmth radiating from him, the concern in his eyes, it all made your face feel like it was ablaze.

Sensing your increased discomfort but misinterpreting it as perhaps sickness or distress from the meeting, Taehyung teased, hoping to coax a smile from you. "Was it something about the meeting? Did Bang PD-nim push you to confess your undying love for me?" His tone was light, but his eyes remained attentive, watching for any sign of genuine unease.

The absurdity of his suggestion, made it a struggle for you to find your voice—momentarily lost in the close-up view of his genuine concern. Finally, with a small push against his chest, you managed to create some space, trying to hide your flustered state. "No, it's nothing serious," you managed to say, lips pursed in a vain attempt to appear unaffected.

Taehyung, still hovering close, chuckled softly at your reaction, his eyes crinkling in amusement, happy to have elicited even a small smile from you in the midst of your concerns. "If you say so," he replied, his voice a soothing melody that somehow made the chaotic rush of thoughts in your mind pause, if only for a moment. "Just remember, I'm here if you need to talk."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," you waved him off, eager to shift the focus away from your flushed face and racing heart. "Are we going to work on that song or what?"

Taehyung's chuckle echoed down the hallway as he followed your lead, his stride easy and confident. "Yes, ma'am," he replied, his voice still tinged with amusement. There was a lightness to his step, a subtle bounce that suggested his mood had lifted thanks to the brief exchange.

As you both stepped further into the corridor, the echo of your footsteps mingled with the beat of your racing heart, each step a reminder of the intricate dance between personal desires and professional responsibilities you were now part of.

Yet, there was an undeniable thrill to the idea, a chance to finally connect with the audience in your own right, and to be recognized for your artistry and hard work.

***this book is my baby, i dont wanna stop writing 😩💔

#‧̍̊˙˚˙xaniwrites-nohoodsattached ml #taehyung x oc #taehyung x you #taehyung x y/n #taehyung x reader #taehyung #kpop idol #kim taehyung #thehoodie #nohoodsattached #comedy #v x you #bts v #v x reader #idol #bts #bts army #bangtan #bangtan sonyeondan #romance #angst #smallangst #short #cute #bts stuff #bts stories #short story

[bodyswappertransforming]

Elias a jazz musician in the 20s

Elias, having navigated the demanding life of a female pilgrim in early 18th-century America, decided to leave behind the harsh realities of the Puritan era. Ready for his next transformation, he activated his time machine, eager to see where and when it would take him next.

### Transformation into a Jazz Musician in the 1920s

As the machine's dials spun and the familiar hum filled the space, Elias felt his body begin to transform once again. This time, the transformation led him to the vibrant era of the 1920s in New Orleans, a period marked by the Jazz Age's cultural explosion.

### Physical and Cultural Transformation

Elias's body adapted to his new life: he became taller and took on a more lithe physique, suitable for the energetic performances of a jazz musician. His facial features changed to blend in with the diverse population of New Orleans during this era, reflecting its rich cultural mix. He found himself in a sharp suit, typical of a jazz band performer, complete with a wide-brimmed hat and a saxophone slung over his shoulder.

### Life as a Jazz Musician

Elias, now going by the name Eliot, immersed himself in the life of a jazz musician. By day, he practiced relentlessly, mastering the complex rhythms and melodies of jazz music. By night, he played in smoky clubs filled with the exuberant sounds of trumpets, pianos, and saxophones, becoming part of the soundtrack that defined the era.

### Social and Cultural Impact

As Eliot, Elias explored the profound cultural shifts of the 1920s, including the Prohibition-era challenges and the dynamic social changes that jazz music both influenced and reflected. He experienced the communal spirit of music that brought together people of all races and backgrounds in a shared celebration of life despite the prevailing racial tensions of the time.

### Connection to a New Identity

Embracing his identity as a jazz musician, Elias discovered a new love for musical expression and the powerful way it connected people. This life was vastly different from his experience as a pilgrim, filled with creativity, freedom, and nightly celebrations of human joy and resilience.

Through his transformation into Eliot the jazz musician, Elias continued his journey through time, gaining a deeper appreciation for the power of music and culture to shape and reflect the human experience. This new life promised another rich chapter of learning and living, as he dove headlong into the vibrant and transformative world of the 1920s.

#bodyswap #mental change #male transformation #fantasy #personality change #male tf

[greatbigshiningstar]

a pinkalicious party for CJ [a sunshine blurb]

this picture of miles and keleigh is giving me all the feels, and it gives summer, bradley, and caroline james at her third birthday party vibes. so naturally, i have to write a little headcanon/blurb about it, right? 

anyway:

-baby caroline james, or CJ, as many of her family members call her, is turning 3!

-she is the BIGGEST girly girl you will ever meet. pink? favorite color. shopping? favorite activity. makeup and dress up clothes? favorite toys. she is the epitome of girly girl.

-let’s pause for a moment, and think of how cute rooster would be as a girl dad. 

-i can only imagine the pictures that are secretly taken when CJ forces him (read: he willingly does it) to put on a tiara and make up and sit down to have a tea party with her.

-she probably would also make him do little performances and dances with her

-summer just sits and watches, and may or may not have some extremely hilarious videos saved of said performances. ones that were definitely sent to the dagger squad group chat

-oh god i’m getting carried away okay anyway back to the topic at hand. caroline’s birthday.

-so, being the girly girl that she is, when summer and bradley ask her what kind of birthday party she wants to have, the only thing she says is “PINK!”

-and so, they throw a pink party.

-it’s the cutest pink party ever. complete with pink balloons, a pink velvet cake, all the pink foods, a pink bouncy castle.

-CJ may or may not have required everyone to wear pink as well

-yes. everyone. 

-the dagger squadTM goes all out, because why wouldn’t they? hangman would do anything for his niece, so he shows up decked out in pink, feather boa and all

-CJ would probably make everyone wear tiaras ( “unca jake, unca bobby! you’re a princess like me!”) 

-when they go to sing happy birthday, bradley starts to tear up because how is his little girl already 3 years old? wasn’t it just yesterday that he was holding her in the hospital?

-summer reminds him that they get to do it all again in october when baby boy bradshaw makes his arrival

-and then bradley tears up some more

-summer cries too, because duh. they’re just so happy with the little life they’ve created and their found family that loves each other so much.  

-and then their crying is quickly interrupted by caroline yelling “present time!”

-being the baby of the family, caroline is spoiled rotten with gifts from her family. hangman and phoenix get her a new dress-up trunk, filled to the brim with fancy dresses, high heels, and all the accessories. bob gets her a whole bunch of new barbie dolls to go with the dreamhouse that payback, fanboy, and coyote get her. 

-maverick would probably try to buy her a pony, but i think summer would shut that down real quick. so he settles on a trip to disneyland ;)

-okay now i think i need to write something about the disney trip

-the party ends with a movie night, one of CJ’s favorite activities.

-everyone gathers in the backyard to watch a movie on the projector that bradley spent way too much time setting up.

-they’ve got the coziest mix matched little set up of blankets, beach chairs, pillows, and a random bean bag, all gathered in front of the screen where they watch CJ’s favorite movie, high school musical 2 (i mean, summer did raise her right)

-everyone is sprawled out everywhere, and caroline takes turns sitting with her favorite people. it’s a shocker that she actually even watched the movie at all

-you know who did watch all of the movie? hangman. and bob.

-and they sang along. to every single song. they blamed the fact that they knew all the lyrics on caroline.

-“she makes us watch it every time we’re with her.” “yeah! and who are we to deny her the opportunity to see zac efron on the big screen??”

-caroline was knocked out before the movie was even over, tuckered out from her exciting party and first day as a 3 year old.

-she fell asleep cuddled up between her two loving parents, and continued to sleep, nestled up in the mountain of pillows, while everyone cleaned up the party as quietly as possible.

-her sleep didn’t last long, and caroline woke up to the sounds of payback and fanboy arguing over who got to take home the last cupcake

-spoiler alert: maverick walked by and stole it without either of them noticing

-once everything was cleaned up and the crew headed home for the night, summer carried her sweet little babe up to her room while bradley followed closely behind.

-as they got her into her pajamas and tucked her into her big girl bed, summer and bradley squeezed in on either side of her.

-“you’re my best girl, CJ, you know that?”

-“i know momma, you’re my best momma. and you’re my best daddy.”

-“did you have a good birthday, squish?”

-(i just know that they call her squish, mainly due to her super cute chubby cheeks)

-“the best birthday, daddy. can we do it again tomorrow?”

-it was an extremely successful birthday, and the bradshaws had the best day celebrating their pink-loving 3 year old girl

#bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x summer #bradley bradshaw has my whole heart #bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster #rooster bradshaw #rooster top gun #bradley x summer bradshaw #summer bradshaw #top gun #top gun maverick #headcanon

[teamnefarious]

Fassbender Shines In The Killer

Photo Courtesy of Netflix

Michael Fassbender is the main character of The Killer directed by David Fincher.

Fincher has had a prolific career from directing Fight Club to Panic Room to now, The Killer.

The Killer is about a hired assassin who is paid to do a job but it goes awry and he is led on a chase of revenge.

The movie sounds like an action packed thriller but this movie is a slower paced, drama filled with character exploration. It's more of a character study of Fassbender's character.

The highs and lows this charactef goes through and his slow paced daily activities.

Fincher returns to form with this one though as it is told through the character's inner monologue. Similar to Fight Club. It has the same style but not as much substance.

There is much to love about this movie, especially Fassbender's performance but there are a few things that missed the mark. There are so many advertisements that are just being beaten over your head over and over. They filmed in the beautiful Grand Central Station in NYC but failed to showcase it's beauty in any way or even use it to it's full advantage as they only used to show that there is an Amazon pick up station there. And that was after the 15 other Amazon ads. This movie is packed to the brim with advertisements that are so misplaced. Truly missing the mark.

Overall, the movie The Killer is good. Fassbender's performance is good and the film looks really good under Fincher's eye. But the constant advertisements and the length truly hold this film back from being great.

#the killer #movies #movie #films #film #podcast #youtube #spotify #reviews #review #horror #entertainment #movie review #pod #new #movie reviews #film reviews #netflix

[sands-of-amber]

FFXIV Write Entry #4

❀ Prompt #21: “grave” || Read it with notes on Ao3 here ❀

Yuna took a deep breath, grinning giddily as the crisp autumn air filled her lungs and the scents of many different food stalls wafted into her nostrils. Add in the sights of people in costume and the sounds of live music and chatter, and the whole thing was one big lovely symphony of everything the Warrior of Light always looked forward to each year around this time. Today was a day of reprieve for the Scions– a rare and much needed break from the usual struggles and battles that typically filled their schedules to the brim.

All Saints’ Wake had become Yuna’s favorite holiday ever since she first made the pilgrimage from Kugane to Ul’dah years ago to follow her dreams of becoming an adventurer. The people of Kugane celebrated the holiday to some extent, but it was never anywhere near as exuberant and passionate as the celebrations that took place here in Eorzea each year. For weeks the streets would be filled with vendors and entertainers catering to the spirit of the season, and as the big night drew near the number of people parading around in costumes and peddling spooky performances would increase. The mood in the air would gradually build until it all culminated on the night of All Saints’ Wake, and tonight was the night.

As darkness fell over the city, there was a sort of palpable excitement in the air that began to spread as the realization that the night’s big events could finally get into full swing. Yuna and her companions had been wandering around earlier in the day sampling different All Saints themed concoctions and enjoying the daytime atmosphere the festival offered, and while that had all been good and fun, what she was really looking forward to were the performances and activities that the nighttime offered.

The same could not really be said for all of her companions, however. Alphinaud in particular did not share the same enthusiasm or excitement that she had for things like haunted houses and ghost tours, which honestly hadn’t been that surprising of a revelation considering his past reluctance to set foot in any place that could even be remotely speculated as being “haunted.” With a great deal of resistance and a little bribery, he’d resigned to try “just one” of the spookier attractions with her so long as any over-the-top reactions he had were kept strictly between the two of them. That, and she’d promised to walk in front so that the brunt of the jumpscares fell to her instead of him (and perhaps so that he could close his eyes and duck behind her, holding onto the back of her sweater to navigate through, but for his sake she would keep her promise and not mention that detail to the others).

Following that rather harrowing experience, as Alphinaud himself had put it, the poor boy had retired to the sidelines to watch the costume parade with Thancred and Y’shtola. That left the Warrior of Light without a victim–er, friend–to try some of the more daring attractions with, seeing as Alisaie had run off to Thal knows where and she was the only other member of the group who was usually willing to do these sorts of things with her. Sure, she could go by herself, but everyone knows that haunted houses and the like are much more fun when you bring someone else along for the ride.

Sat on a bench on the Steps of Nald with a candied faerie apple, Yuna watched the costume parade as it made its way down the block. Ever one for a bit of people-watching in the bigger cities, her eyes wandered this way and that, observing the different ways that people were going about their celebrations. Some sat around or walked with various street foods while talking with friends or by themselves, others watched the performances and crowded around the storytellers on the street who were providing ghost stories, and then there were those who made it their mission to hit every single haunted house and ghost tour that the festival had to offer. She watched as a young miqo'te couple stood in line for one of the haunted house attractions nearby, the pair holding hands and happily encouraging one another to face the frights that were in store for them. The lone Au Ra felt a small pang of envy, grumbling softly as she looked away and bit into her apple.

“All by ourselves, are we?”

Yuna quickly spun around to see none other than Emet-Selch suddenly sitting upon the bench next to hers, his lanky frame casually reclining with legs crossed and one arm rested comfortably upon the backrest. As he regarded her with a lazy smile, she noticed that he was not donning his usual regal attire, and instead was wearing what appeared to be a vampire costume of some sort. A long black cape draped over his shoulders and down over his seat, its hood pulled up over his head and tied with a knot at his neck so that his features were somewhat shrouded. A plain white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the top few buttons undone, as well as a plain pair of white gloves not unlike those he usually wore adorned his top half. A pair of fitted black slacks and simple black boots completed the outfit, and as she took in his new appearance Yuna couldn’t help but stare a little. Though it was rather simple, it still seemed that he’d made the effort to dress up for the holiday, and she was quite surprised someone with such a track record of laziness as he had would even go to any effort at all.

“You dressed up for All Saints’ Wake?” She asked, turning in her seat to face him fully as she regarded him with open curiosity. Emet-Selch shrugged.

“More for the sake of blending in with the masses than a desire to participate in a tradition held by the halfmen, I assure you.” He responded coolly, eliciting a thoughtful hum from the warrior. Now that she thought about it, it did make sense that he’d be hard pressed not to don a costume when showing himself here in Eorzea. Showing up in all the grandeur of his typical royal furs and military regalia with his face on full display was likely to grab confused and negative attention from those who recognized the former Garlean emperor’s youthful appearance, not to mention just the fact that his chosen body was that of a Garlean to begin with. The hood shrouded his face enough to make his third eye very difficult to spot unless you were looking closely, especially under the cover of night.

“And yet, here I see that your ensemble leaves little to the imagination, by contrast.” Emet-Selch remarked, gesturing to her own costume with a smirk and a raised eyebrow. “So, the hero of the Source does know how to cut loose when the situation calls for it.”

Yuna felt a slight flush creeping over her pale cheeks beneath the costume makeup Y’shtola had helped her to put on earlier in the day. Half of her wanted to make some snarky retort, but the other half was afraid that her feelings would be on full display if she dared to open her mouth, so she simply rolled her eyes and resolved to chew on her candied faerie apple, her gaze dropping to the cobblestone. It wasn’t like her costume was overly scandalous or anything, but it certainly was a bit more revealing than what she most often wore while adventuring. A pair of short, heeled black boots, sheer black tights, a flowy long-sleeved black mini-dress, and a large floppy witch’s hat constituted her outfit of choice for the evening. Having been tailor-made for her by Tataru, as all the Scions’ costumes were, the fabric hugged her body and flared in all the right places; it fit her perfectly and it was exactly what she had envisioned when she’d brought her costume design idea to the talented Lallafell seamstress. She wasn’t entirely sure, but she almost thought she could feel the Ascian’s gaze on her, looking her up and down…

“So, where are your precious friends? I had thought you’d be palling around with them on a night like this, no?” Emet-Selch asked, causing her to look back up at him. She returned his shrug from earlier.

“Everyone is sort of off doing their own thing right now. We all wanted to try different things and…” Yuna sighs, looking wistfully into the distance. “Nobody wants to do that with me.” She pointed towards the biggest and most intimidatingly decorated haunted house on the square, and they both watched as the line steadily moved up and more pairs and groups entered one by one. It was then that an idea struck her, and she turned to look at Emet-Selch with a conspiratorial grin. “Unless… you would be up for it…?”

“What? Me?” He quirked an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth turning down into a frown. “Why would I participate in such a… barbaric activity?” Emet-Selch shook his head, his expression of disdain partially hidden beneath his hood. “I’ll never understand what it is about parading around a dark and decrepit labyrinth for the express purpose of being frightened that you halfmen consider to be ‘fun’. I think I side with your companions on this one, hero.”

Yuna frowned, the disappointment written clear as day across her face. “Oh, come on.” She pouted, though her expression quickly morphed into one of mischief. “Don’t tell me you’re scared.”

“Hardly.” Emet-Selch scoffed, rolling his eyes and curling his lip at her. “It’s simply that the idea does not appeal to me. You truly think I’d be afraid of a few dusty cobwebs and fools dressed in costume after all that I’ve witnessed in my many many years?” He asked, as if the very idea offended him. But Yuna was stubborn, and he knew from much past experience that the warrior was not going to take no for an answer. It simply was not in her soul’s nature.

“Please, Emet-Selch? Just once?” The Au Ra pleaded with a pout. The Ascian gritted his teeth and sighed heavily, his resolve melting away upon hearing those words just as it always had.

“Alright. Fine. But just once.” He relented, looking away from her and crossing his arms over his chest defiantly. This earned a cheer of victory from the warrior, who sprung up from her seat and grabbed him by the arm, urging him to his feet.

“Then let’s get in line before it gets too long! Come on!”

Getting him off that bench was like pulling teeth.

—-----------------

Yuna bounced excitedly on her heels as they approached the front of the line, her excitement a stark contrast to the lazily slouched figure standing next to her with boredom radiating from his very being. He almost looked as though he might fall asleep right there standing in line.

“Next!” The voice of the attendant boomed as he gestured for them to step forward.

Yuna tugged at the Ascian’s cape and pulled him forward with her, eagerly leading him through the creaky wooden entrance to the haunted house. Once the door shut behind them, they were no longer in Ul’dah, transported to an entirely different time and place through whatever enchantment had been used to make this place. It was just the two of them, standing alone inside the dark, quiet foyer of a long-abandoned mansion. The only sources of light were the flickering chandelier overhead and the candles that lined the walls.

“Whoa, this one is way more immersive than the smaller one I took Alphinaud into.” Yuna mused, spinning in place to take in their new surroundings as much as she could in the dim light. The occasional creaking and faraway noises of howling wind and suspicious thumps set the stage for an unsettling atmosphere, one that already made the hairs on the back of her neck bristle.

“Yes, well, as impressive as this illusory magic is, shall we get going?” Emet-Selch asked in a bored tone, sighing and taking a step forward toward the large staircase in front of them. It led up to another door, and it seemed to be the only way to move forward. Yuna followed him up the stairs, the old wood creaking eerily beneath their weight with each step. Once they reached the top, she grabbed the rusty old door handle and let it slowly creak open as she peered into the pitch black darkness within. With nowhere else to proceed, she walked through the door with her reluctant companion in tow, and the two of them were suddenly standing at the mouth of a winding cave like tunnel, the door they had entered through now gone.

This first floor was tame enough, with fairly minimal jumpscares and not a lot in the way of disturbing visuals or noises. However, as they progressed on through the floors, things started to become more and more intense. Each floor that they entered was made to simulate a different spooky setting. A dark swamp full of creatures, a maze-like cave with winding narrow pathways, a damp basement in an abandoned house. And now the pair found themselves emerging into what appeared to be a graveyard.

Yuna took a step forward, feeling the damp grass squelch beneath her boots. All around them stood a seemingly endless sea of tombstones, some smaller and some looming abnormally tall over their heads. There was a sort of thick fog hanging in the air around them, and all around a sharp chill almost like an eerie presence could be felt.

And still the Ascian by her side was not fazed in the slightest.

“Well, let's carry on, shall we?” He gestured for her to go ahead, and, somewhat cautiously, she nodded and began a slow trek through the winding moonlit path. He seemed to notice her slight hesitance and noted it with a playful smirk. “What, don’t tell me that the hero is… scared?”

“Of course not.” Yuna scoffed, barking out an unconvincing laugh. “Me? Scared? After all I’ve faced? Of course not, I’m aware that this is just-”

A sudden movement beneath her feet. She stopped dead in her tracks, feeling the ground buckle and the grass writhe. With a few steps back, she watched as what looked like lumps began to poke through the ground beneath the gravestones, realizing with sudden shock that they were not just lumps—they were hands and arms and heads. There were people crawling up through the dirt. No, not just people. Zombies. And a low collective hum was beginning to sound across the graveyard as they emerged.

“What the-” And that was when Yuna felt a cold, firm grip close around her ankle, and she looked down to find herself locking eyes with one of the undead creatures. Its flesh was rotted and discolored, human features all but melted away save for the hauntingly hollow eyes piercing into her own as it pulled at her ankles.

“WAAAAAH!”

A shriek of pure horror escaped the Au Ra’s throat as she stumbled backward, pulling herself out of the monster’s grip and turning to flee only to smack face first right into a strong, broad chest.

Emet-Selch let out an amused laugh as he caught the terrified hero, lifting her chin up to look at him. Frightened eyes met an amused smirk as he took in the rare sight of the warrior caught completely off guard and petrified.

“My my, so this is what it takes to give the hero a true and proper scare.” He chuckled, looking over her features as they quickly morphed into an annoyed pout, face flushed red.

“You. Tell. Absolutely nobody of this. Got it, Ascian?” She grumbled. Emet-Selch simply grinned.

“Your secret is safe with me, darling.”

#ffxivwrite 2023 #ffxivwrite #emetwol #azemet #emet selch x azem #emet selch x wol #some dumb self indulgent silly Halloween themed writing #bc the word grave instantly made my brain go there idk #my writing #OC: Yuna Akiyama #yunemet

[providencepeakrp]

PROVIDENCE PEAK’S 80TH ANNUAL  — HOLIDAY MARKET WEEK AND TREE LIGHTING.

Considered the busiest week of the year, most of Providence Peak’s residents spend the entire year waiting for it. A time when sparkling lights are strung up and down the streets of downtown and shop windows are decorated with all kinds of seasonal displays. The skating rink in the middle of the downtown square has been iced over and open for the season, the tree lighting ceremony just on the horizon, and the Hot Cocoa Stop is making it’s rounds through the neighborhoods. It’s holiday market week in Providence Peak and the city has an entire week filled to the brim with events to celebrate the warmth of the season.

SCHEDULE OF EVENTS

All Week (December 17th - December 24th) - From Saturday to Saturday, the residents of the city can find the holiday market returned to it’s usual downtown location, lining the glowing streets leading up to the large tree in the center of the city. The market will feature a variety of vendors (which can be found here) with the ice skating rink open just beneath the large tree in the center of the market. Hot Cocoa Stop can be found just off of the rink all week and a list of the following daily events can be found at the Town Hall.

Saturday (December 17th) - A rather unsanctioned event and not one associated with the city’s holiday celebrations, Atlas and Molly Williams have decided to take it upon themselves to spread holiday cheer and host an Ugly Sweater Party at the Williams’ house. The party will be bring your own beer and ugliest holiday apparel and if you’re thinking the combination of alcohol, ugly sweaters, and unbridled holiday cheer is bound to be messy, you would be entirely correct. 

Sunday (December 18th) - Join Holy Spirits for a Sunday Mass that’s unlike any you’ve ever attended before. Starting at 8am sharp, stop in for a light brunch spreads of breads and cheeses and holiday-themed cocktails created by the bartenders themselves! After Sunday Mass, gather with the rest of the city at 6pm for the lighting of the tree performed by the head director of True Colors, Miles Cohen!

Monday (December 19th) - Running behind on wrapping those holiday gifts? Never fear. Stop by the Skyline Shopping Center and follow the signs to the wrapping station hosted by Chief-of-Police Jordan Walker where he and a few volunteers will be offering free wrapping in exchange for a donated toy of your choosing! Be sure to take advantage of all of the last minute holiday sales the stores will be running through the week.

Tuesday (December 20th) - If you find yourself craving more of the chilly season, find your way to Spruce Mountain Ski Lodge and Resort in Bighorn Hills for individual or family fun alike. Tickets will be buy one get one free for the duration of the day for all snow activities (skiing, snowboarding, snowtubing) and the resort will be offering a deal on their rooms with the purchase of an activity ticket. If you’re feeling a little too chilly, warm up in their heated outdoor springs or by the large fireplace in the lobby with one of their specialty winter drinks.

Wednesday (December 21st) -  In a time where many are feeling festive, come celebrate the feeling with the holiday market’s Holidays Around the World Showcase where attendees can find displays, food and drink, and crafts for sale centered around the world’s most popular winter holidays. The showcase can be found in a large tent in a central location in the holiday market downtown.

Thursday (December 22nd) - Get out of the cold and find solace in Cinematic’s showings of Home Alone and Die Hard. Be sure to take advantage of their deals on popcorn and drinks with a special offering of eggnog milkshakes and caramel popcorn.

Friday (December 23rd) - Feeling brave? Itching to add some more ink to your collection? Meander over to A Touch of Ink for a flash holiday tattoo sale. Pick one, or several, small tattoos from the artists’ sheets to show your true festive self and in return, all proceeds will be donated to the local food bank just in time for the season.

Saturday (December 24th) -   Never forget about the true meaning of the season; romance. Join The Glass Onion for a truly romantic dinner in an intimate setting with a four course tasting menu and festive drink pairings to boot, giving one last sparkle to the holiday season.

EVENT DETAILS

This event will be kicking off Friday, December 16th at 12pm EST. It will run until Wednesday, December 28th at 12pm EST. No new starters should be posted after this time, but members may take the next few days to wrap up their threads.

Previous threads should be paused or completed by the end of Friday, December 16th.

Activity checks and acceptances will be held as usual.

Temperature is expected to be in the mid 30s, so be sure to bundle up!

Have fun and be sure to relax and enjoy this event! Please tag all event related posts with providence.event and be sure to check the starter blog for open event starters.

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[photobombingcryptid]

The whole complex screamed massive and obscenely rich. Nobody’s sight could escape the assemblage of finely crafted marble and onyx complementing the complex metalwork, ranging from abstract decoration to the sprawling mansion.

Inside, the motion triggered lighting system would flicker on and off as a tall Cybertronian made his way through hallways just as equally decorated as the outdoors. Cracks in the floor were filled with gold, artwork and sculpture of various meaning filled the space and the height of the walls made even the largest beings look like ants. The Cybertronian himself looked like a living piece of art with his polished white painjob adorned with regal brass accents. Archways were wide to accomodate the mech’s attention-grabbing wingspan.

Heavy doors slid out of the way to enter his office. It had all the essentials a pompous office needed: bookshelves filled to the brim with actual organic books, designer sofas for more informal conferences, a mini-bar. Finally, facing the door, was his primed workplace: a heavy-looking desk with only the most sophisticated of high-tech computers. The tall looming window behind him only added to the desired effect of heightened importance.

He was the mech in charge.

He was the ringleader.

With a heavy sigh as if he was carrying some burden, he takes a seat behind the computer. Part of his public facade he keeps up when attending his duties slips partially as he requests a call from a certain business partner. When the other mech - a much more tankish, hulking shape - picks up, the jet addresses him.

“What is the progress on obtaining my target?”

“We are working on it. Just recently I have deployed smaller units to locate and pursue after him. We are getting closer to him with each day.”

“So, what I’m getting from this is that you’re still on a part of some goose chase? This is how I’m interpreting your status, Warhammer.”

“No, Celeste, you have it all wrong. Every update you demand, I have to constantly remind you that he is a highly mobile target who—”

“—I’m sorry, but I’m paying you close to tens of million in Shanix and assets and this is what I’m getting? I did expect better from your team.”

“You are not the only client I have, Celeste.” The tone change in Warhammer’s voice was enough to get the jet to sink in his seat. Warhammer continued. “On a daily basis I run hundreds of different operations, I am under the mercy of unions and I have a prison ship to operate and even though we are friends I do not abide to the system of favours and exceptions. You will get him, when I get him. Is. That. Clear?”

Celeste could only nod, taken back by Warhammer more or less verbally hammering on Celeste. Unlike other figures of equal or lower status than Celeste. Warhammer was the only mech who had the nerve to talk back at him. While friendly, he had a short patience with the jet’s growing entitlement.

Putting him back in his line was satisfactory. At the very least, Celeste appeared to take his words into consideration.

After a moment of tense silence, Celeste cleared his voicebox.

“Very well. Do what you need to do. You’ve already done me a great favour by actively working on the case. Anyway... You said unions, didn’t you?”

“... Yes. I did say unions. Worker unions.”

Celeste blinked. “I didn’t know you had them.”

“You would be surprised how much it improved my employee overall happiness and work performance, despite my bittersweet resentment towards it...”

#[plot: unfinished business]

[umangseo]

Celebrating the Holidays in Ashburn, Virginia: Festive Activities and Events.

As the holiday season approaches, Ashburn, Virginia, transforms into a winter wonderland brimming with festive activities and events that capture the spirit of the season. From dazzling light displays to community gatherings, Ashburn offers a plethora of opportunities for residents and visitors to immerse themselves in holiday cheer.

Holiday Light Displays and Decorations

One of the most enchanting aspects of the holiday season in Virginia, Ashburn is the spectacular light displays. Neighborhoods and public spaces come alive with twinkling lights and elaborate decorations. The Ashburn Village and Brambleton communities are particularly renowned for their stunning light shows. Residents often participate in friendly competitions, turning their homes into magical displays that delight both children and adults.

Ashburn’s holiday light tours have become a beloved tradition. Families bundle up, grab some hot cocoa, and embark on self-guided tours through these illuminated neighborhoods. The sight of brightly lit houses, adorned with festive decorations and inflatable characters, creates a whimsical atmosphere that captures the essence of the season.

Community Events and Festivals

Ashburn’s holiday calendar is filled with community events that bring people together. One of the highlights is the Ashburn Holiday Parade, a vibrant procession featuring festive floats, marching bands, and even an appearance by Santa Claus himself. The parade is a joyous occasion that draws crowds of all ages, fostering a sense of community spirit and togetherness.

The annual Winter Wonderland Festival at One Loudoun is another must-attend event. This festival offers a variety of attractions, including an ice skating rink, holiday market, and live entertainment. Children can enjoy visits with Santa, while adults can explore the artisan vendors for unique holiday gifts. The festival’s festive atmosphere, complete with twinkling lights and holiday music, makes it a perfect outing for families and friends.

Holiday Markets and Shopping

For those looking to do some holiday shopping, Ashburn’s holiday markets are a treasure trove of unique gifts and crafts. The Brambleton Holiday Market, held at the Brambleton Town Center, showcases local artisans and vendors offering handmade crafts, jewelry, and seasonal treats. It’s an excellent opportunity to find one-of-a-kind gifts while supporting local businesses.

Additionally, the Leesburg Holiday Fine Arts and Crafts Show, just a short drive from Ashburn, is another popular shopping destination. Featuring over 90 local and regional artisans, the show offers a wide range of handmade items, from pottery and paintings to textiles and gourmet foods. It’s a great place to find special gifts and enjoy the festive ambiance.

Festive Performances and Entertainment

Ashburn’s cultural scene comes alive during the holidays with a variety of festive performances. The community’s theaters and schools host holiday-themed plays, concerts, and dance recitals that showcase local talent and spread holiday cheer. The Ashburn Community Theatre’s annual holiday production is a highlight, offering heartwarming performances that capture the magic of the season.

Music lovers can also enjoy holiday concerts by local choirs and orchestras. These performances, held at venues such as the Ashburn Library and local churches, feature classic holiday tunes and carols, providing a soundtrack for the season’s festivities.

Charitable Activities and Giving Back

The holiday season in Ashburn is also a time for giving back to the community. Numerous charitable events and drives are organized to support those in need. The Ashburn Volunteer Fire and Rescue Department hosts its annual toy drive, collecting toys and donations to ensure that every child in the community has a joyful holiday.

Local food banks and shelters also receive an outpouring of support during the holidays. Many residents participate in food drives, volunteer their time, or donate to ensure that everyone in the community can enjoy a warm meal and the comfort of the season.

Conclusion

Celebrating the holidays in Ashburn, Virginia, is a truly magical experience. The community’s vibrant light displays, festive events, and charitable spirit create a warm and welcoming atmosphere that brings people together. Whether you’re exploring dazzling light shows, shopping at holiday markets, enjoying local performances, or giving back to the community, Ashburn offers a myriad of ways to embrace the joy and spirit of the holiday season.

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