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petrichoraline · 4 months

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Thai BL Favorites List Tag Game

i got tagged in the summer lmao i've been struggling cause i simply can't make a completely honest list - my taste is too fluid and the definition of "fave" is a blur to me

thank you to my lovely @tenprem and @littleragondin for tagging me, consider yourselves tagged again in case your answers differ vastly from your previous ones hahah

💓Fave bl: default answer is Bad Buddy, current - Last Twilight and Cherry Magic..and Cooking Crush

👨🏻‍🤝‍👨🏻Favourite pairing: as in actors? if i say GunSing am i gonna get ToddBlack again? (im fine with DrakeSing too y'know, im just being teased atp)

honestly i don't know, i think of actors i really like but i'm not big on their counterparts..? i enjoy it a lot when they mix and match, i don't have anyone i particularly follow.. i will say MaxTul were super powerful, i really appreciate the bonds between a lot of pairs like ForceBook and i think some of them have amazing chemistry like FirstKhao but even though there are a few i would always try to tune in for like OffGun and YinWar, there's no one i can call a fave, i don't think..currently JimmySea are eating it up tho

🎭Most underrated actor: just the Wayufilm crew in general, I see them do fundraiser lives on yt all the time and I don't think they're that well known by the fandom

🧍‍♂️Favorite character: ig it is Karan currently, Tay really made the character shine in a different way than Machida Keita's Kurosawa and i can't get enough of those puppy eyes

🕴Favorite side character: rn it might be Metha from Cooking Crush? he's just a bit too charming for someone i'd punch if i met him irl..or Fire, i think writing about him made me fond, they're both so..this

📽Favorite scene: from all the thai bls i've seen?? there's beauty like THAT ITSAY scene, there's unexpected scenes i come back to like WaanTul in the last episode of Between Us, there's Nuea and Toh finally getting everything out in the open..there's the Kitty Gang in FUTS going up the elevator, the ep.5 KinnPorsche scene..most of PatPran's scenes!! like how am i supposed to even start choosing lmao

i'm gonna say (after i catch up with my shows this whole list would prolly be different, it could be Karan's scream soon) the one from my recent shows is the rooftop scene from LTTS..sue me for being basic, i'll plead guilty

📝Favorite line: nth has ever quite stuck with me as "do you want us to be friends?" "no." so let's go with it

🃏Most anticipated bl and why: let's say Jack and Joker hahah, I hope it works out <3 i want to see a project YinWar have certain freedom over completed successfully - even if it ends up not being my thing, they deserve to share their talents and artistic vision. they are trying something new, maybe there will be a nice balance between comedy and drama and also it seems like those characters are meant to be whipped for each other and YinWar can pull that off splendidly

👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨Healthiest relationship in a bl: PatPran and PuenTalay are the first to come to mind, the communication and conflict resolution skills are on another level

💢Most toxic relationship in a bl: I suppose it would be VeeMark before the end or maybe DimGreen from 2gether? I also personally don't like Mayom and Nadia from My Ride but I can't tell if they're actually toxic 😄 and im reminded of GramBlack cause that friendship sucks imho

OH WAIT PiMork is pretty bad. yeah, maybe not the worst but they've got a spot on the list..and ig TehOhAew but I have not actually seen s2 so overall I don't have a definitive opinion :')

🍿Guilty pleasure series: i guess it would be Cause You're My Boy (My Tee) because everyone hates on it but I binged it and had a good time 🤷‍♀️ also I Will Knock You cause it has some questionable elements but it's also very special

❎Most underrated series: out of what I've seen it would obviously be Rainbow Lagoon but it's two episodes, not sure if it counts as a series.. really sweet short watch though, you should give it a try here 🥰

also maybe The Best Story? I didn't like it that much because of the ending but it's younger YinWar and I never hear anyone talk about it; I'd say they were pretty good at it 😊

i'm tagging @sommmnus @forcebook @catboyjosten @sparklyeyedhimbo @lovesickfolly @sollucets as per usual no pressure and sorry if youve done it ❤

#i look like such a bad buddy fan? which i dont really define myself as #but you gotta understand that was the show that got me into this fandom and its honestly just soo good #also now im aware pairing means like characters but pls dont make me choose im at my wits end hahah cause id have to consider sides as well #and ill straight up postpone this by three more days #i have so many tag games to catch up on that if i start tagging everyone yalls notifs would go crazy #so pls just consider yourselves tagged if you want to participate in smth ill literally add you to the post lmao nobody needs to know shh #ppg #tag game

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ponderousorb · 11 months

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The sequel to my Space Bikers / Gangreen crossover image where Snake and Tammy were flirting in the BG

#mlaatr tammy #mlaatr #ppg snake #gangreen gang #don't know how to rate bc this was in the cartoon lmao #cw: leash/collar #pg 13 #crack pairing #sketch #my art #i have no idea how old tammy is supposed to be but the updated designs for the GGG I did are meant to be in their 20s #I figure she is around there

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bugeyedfreaks · 4 months

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i'm not even dignifying this with a ppg tag because I've also already talked about them before but like I'm sorry these shoes are ugly 🥴

#my controversial views lmao #at least they were consistent with the mojo design they used in all the insoles and the tags are a cute touch but like ugh #maybe for people who collect shoes... yay i guess if you want to display them #and it's great for nike because they can sell people three pairs and get 3x the money #but like............ they look so bad #my kingdom for cute ppg sneakers that i can wear every day that don't look garish or like they're an adult sized kids shoe

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fusionmix · 2 months

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I saw Miro and Nils on the ice together and it was beautiful. It was so beautiful. Mr DeBoer please go 11 forwards and 7 defensemen forever.

#clearly the lindell hawk pairing is NOT it anymore. think of all the PPGs against.#they've grown apart....PDB you need to let Hawk go. look at the future.#stars lb #hawgie #sportsmix

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green-meanies · 2 years

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Can you draw Lil' Arturo, Junior (from the Ameoba Boys), and Wuzzy (Fuzzy Lumpkins' Nephew) as a gang? I like to imagine they'd all hang out during their down time.

Oh my god I love this idea

Arturo would be the leader and he would have to have his own pair of shades. Any self-respecting gang leader wears them, after all :)

#I struggled a bit with Wuzzy so I hope he looks okay #headcanon that Arturo kept asking to borrow Ace's sunglasses so eventually he got Arturo his own pair #watch out they're gonna bite your ankles #powerpuff girls #gangreen gang #Lil Arturo #ppg #amoeba boys #wuzzy lumpkins #arturo de la guerra #prank calls #street art #100 followers birthday bash

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heeracha · 1 year

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## end of the line. — p. jongseong

synopsis: thinking it was a hotline for people who just need someone to talk to, jay calls. but why did a clueless student answer? with jay’s phone call has a time limit, you, the clueless student, insists on staying with him until the end of the line.

pairing: jay x f!reader

content/genre: college au (wow shocking), slowburn, fluff, angst and crack, smau.

warning(s): swearing, mental health deteriorating, lonely thoughts, i'll put it on every chap if there's anything you need to look out for.

note: hahaha im horrible, yes, delaying wob again, im so sorry. i just,,,,, idk lets say this is self-indulgent bcs fuCK its obvious im not doing too well for the past months lmAO AHHSDH,,, anyway,, yep. hope u enjoy whatever the fuck this is T_T. TAGLIST CLOSED. remember my bullshit last night about this not being as angsty as ymtm? yeah i take it back, i have the alt ending written already. HA.

tags: r.asks: eotl, eotl updates, eotl thoughts, eotl spoilers

profiles. / profiles 2.0

ep 1. — the one with the moving in (pilot).

ep 2. — the one with mommy looking for a daddy.

ep 3. — the one with too much workloads.

ep 4. — the one with donald duck.

ep 5. — the one with the hotline.

ep 6. — the one with the ppg leader, blooming.

ep 7. — the one with the style note.

ep 8. — the one with y/n's 15 minute-bf.

ep 9. — the one with reunited by peaches & herb.

ep 10. — the one with sulley and boo.

ep 11. — the one with the ghosting.

ep 12. — the one with the ghosting 2.0.

ep 13. — the one with three am bbq.

ep 14. — the one with bubs coming back.

ep 15. — the one with the cat naming.

ep 16. — the one with the lukewarm coffee.

ep 17. — the one with jay cooking his sadness away.

ep 18. — the one with the giggly simp in sunoo's dorm.

ep 19. — the one with the cream puffs request.

ep 20. — the one with jay's sweater.

ep 21. — the one after the bake sale.

ep 22. — the one with the three boxes.

ep 23. — the one where jay (almost) won.

ep 24. — the one with the backup plan.

ep 25. — the one with the rude girl and the guy with no manners.

ep 26. — the one with the sad face.

ep 27. — the one with the "you too" replies.

ep 28. — the one with the "i fell first, they never did" trope.

ep 29. — the one with jay can't because he's busy.

ep 30. — the one with sunoo blocking jay in his priv.

ep 31. — the one with sunoo leaving the group.

ep 32. — the one with jake throwing a shoe at jay.

ep 33. — the one with bubs' messages.

ep 34. — the one with bubs and honey catching up.

ep 35. — the one with jay trying to talk to y/n.

ep 36. — the one with jay's way of confessing.

ep 37. — the one with jay being so close (for the millionth time).

ep 38. — the one where honey called bubs by her real name.

ep 39. — the one with ur mom vibes.

ep 40. — the one with y/n crying for the hundredth time.

ep 41. — the one where minho gets a headache.

ep 42. — the one with sunoo becoming a caregiver.

ep 43. – the one with the letter.

ep 44. — the one with sunghoon being a drama queen.

ep 45. — the one with the matching icons.

ep 46. — the one during y/n's sad hours.

ep 47. — the one where jay doesn't care about y/n.

ep 48. — the one where jeongin spoils y/n.

ep 49. — the one where they decide they either fix it or have closure.

ep 50. — the one where everything's okay.

ep 51. — the one where minho will airfry jay and y/n.

ep 52. — the one with the ending, but not the end of the line.

alternative ending. — the one with y/n staying with jay even after the line ended.

#pls work or i will cry #Hiraya-M #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen reactions #enhypen drabbles #enhypen x reader #enhypen socmed au #enhypen smau #enhypen soft hours #jay imagines #jay reactions #jay fluff #jay scenarios #jay x reader #jay smau #jay social media au #jongseong imagines

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haemocyaninz · 7 months

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Black ppg designs i did for funz

[Image ID: A digital drawing of redesigns of the Power Puff Girls. All of the girls have brown skin and dark brown eyes. Blossom has long orange locs with black roots and 2 locs have red beads on them. She wears her red bow, a light brown tshirt under a pink pair of short overalls with a flower in the center of the top section, black pants underneath the overalls, and white tennis shoes, one with blue laces and the other with green laces. On her wrists are 2 black wrist warmers. Bubbles has black cornrows tied into 2 twisted ponytails with blue hair bobbles at the bases. She wears a blue crop jacket with lighter stripes, a blue pleated skirt with a black midsection over a see through lace skirt underneath, and black tall boots, one with pink laces and the other with green. She also wears large silver hoop earrings and white fingerless gloves. Buttercup has black hair with braids framing her hairline going back into an afro to the back. She wears a black sleeveless turtleneck under her signature green dress that falls off her shoulders and ripped at the bottom, black pants, and light green shoes, one with pink laces and the other with blue. On her arms are white bandages going up to her shoulder and she wears spiked cuffs on her wrists. She also has a light green bandaid on her cheek with a green heart in the middle. End ID.]

#described #power puff girls #ppg #blossom utonium #bubbles utonium #buttercup utonium #redesign

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wheelsgoroundincircles · 4 months

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1956 Chrysler Norseman

The Dream Car at the Bottom of the Atlantic: 1956 Chrysler Norseman

Despite its sleek and dramatic styling, this Chrysler show car is remembered mainly for its sad fate: For decades now, it has been sleeping at the bottom of the Atlantic. Here’s the unfortunate story of the 1956 Norseman.

Throughout the 1950s, the Italian coachbuilder Ghia of Turin enjoyed a prolific partnership with Chrysler, creating many of the Motor City automaker’s most memorable show cars. Chrysler provided the designs, chassis, and running gear, while Ghia’s artisans created the hand-crafted bodies, typically at a fraction of the cost and time required in America.

However, there was at least one Chrysler-Ghia collaboration that was never officially shown to the public: the ill-fated 1956 Norseman. On its voyage to Detroit aboard the Andrea Doria, the Italian passenger liner collided with another ship, the Stockholm, and sank around 50 miles off the coast of Nantucket, claiming 51 lives. Since July of 1956, the Norseman has rested in the Andrea Doria’s hold at the bottom of the Atlantic, and a handful of photos are all that remain.

Designed under the supervision of Chrysler styling chief Virgil Exner, the Norseman showcased a number of distinctive features, but arguably the most spectacular was its fully cantilevered roof, reportedly conceived by Chrysler stylist Bill Brownlie. With no A or B pillars, the top was supported entirely by the buttress-like C pillars, aided by a pair of thin steel rods in tension at the forward edge of the panel. Other distinctive touches included hidden headlamps and floating bumpers front and rear.

The Norseman was constructed on a 129-inch wheelbase chassis—the same wheelbase as an Imperial, we note—while a 331 CID hemi V8 provided the power, coupled to a PowerFlite two-speed automatic transmission. According to Chrysler, the idea car, as the automaker called its show car prototypes, represented an investment of 50,000 man-hours and $150,000 to $200,000, while Ghia’s portion of the build consumed $15,000 and took 15 months, it’s said.

This photo of the Norseman’s cockpit, above, also provides a close look at the pillarless roof construction and the elaborate one-piece windscreen supplied by PPG Industries. Four bucket seats upholstered in two-tone metallic leather were separated by broad consoles front and rear, while the front seat backs pivoted to provide easier access for rear passengers.

Since the Norseman went to Davy Jones’ locker before it was ever officially photographed or displayed, very few images exist. (There is even some dispute about the color of the paint.) The few available photos were all taken at Ghia in Turin, including the fascinating shot below of the wooden body buck on which the aluminum body panels were formed. The rare snapshot provides some insight into the tremendous amount of hand labor required. While the Norseman and its unfortunate history are well-remembered today, few if any of its exotic features ever made it to a Chrysler production vehicle.

#Chrysler Norseman #chrysler #norseman #car #cars #mopar #moparperformance #moparnation #moparworld

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aceopmari · 2 years

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Perverted Akatsuki X Reader: Upskirt👙

Akatsuki Masterlist

TW: Explicit, upskirts, panties, perversion, face sitting, breast licking, perverted reader, masturbation, sexual harassment. Minors DNI 18+

Akatsuki Baddie Taglist: @ppg-artss @cutebunnygirl02 @mercymccann @kakeisumire @aoi-ajisai

Sasori:

Sasori was working on Hiruko’s puppet body in the small library at the base. You walked in the room wearing your short skirt and walked towards the bookshelf that was in front of him. You bent over to examine the shelf as you searched for your book.

Sasori’s usual blank and passive stare turned into a naughty smirk the moment he brought his attention to the hemline of your miniskirt.

He got a glimpse of red fabric that barely peeked out from your short skirt. ‘I just wonder what she’s hiding under there…’ he thought.

He raised up his hand a bit and activated his chakra thread that he used to connect to one of the ruffles to your skirt. With a gentle lift of his fingers, he was able to lift up the back of your skirt, just high enough for you not to notice and for Sasori to get a good peek of what was underneath.

Sasori got a good eye full. Underneath your skirt was a pair of sexy red mesh back panties that hugged your cheeks. ‘Naughty girl…’ he thought.

Sasori’s eyes followed your curves as he studied the sparkles that were on the back of the panties. ‘Never would have taken her to have such an artistic taste…’

You felt a small breeze from under your skirt. You were unaware of what was really happening as you believed that the A/C was blowing.

You felt really hot under your skirt from the weather. You bent over a bit further and sighed quietly in satisfaction as you welcomed the breeze.

Sasori’s let out a low hum in amusement at the sight. “Not bad, I’ve got to admit,” he whispered.

“…Huh?” You snap out of your thoughts and turn around to see Sasori using his chakra thread on your skirt. You raised an eyebrow. “Sasori, what are you-?”

“-Your panties were showing. I was simply pulling your skirt down…” Sasori said flatly as his passive blank stare returned to his face. He lowered his fingers making the ruffle of your skirt go down before he disconnects his chakra thread.

Your cheeks flushed. “Oh..t-thank you Sasori…” Feeling embarrassed, you grabbed your book and quickly left. Sasori snickered to himself before going back to work on his puppet.

The moment you left the room, a naughty perverted smirk spread across your face as your clit throbbed from under your skirt.

Truth be told, you wouldn’t mind one bit if Sasori took it upon himself to take a little peek up your skirt. But you knew he was too reserved to try anything like that…

Kakuzu:

Kakuzu sat on the couch in the living room at the base as he counted his money. It was hard to focus with the noise of your vacuuming. He didn’t mind though. After all he had a nice view of the lovely gifts, from the ‘Village Hidden in the Short Skirts…’

Kakuzu glanced up from his wad of ryo to stare up your skirt. You bent over right in front of him as you vacuumed to reach the hard corners.

You had on a sexy pink thong. A color that matched well with your innocence. Kakuzu’s red-green eyes followed the movements of your fluttering skirt as he watched your ass jiggle in your panties. He bit his lip behind his mask.

Kakuzu would never admit, but you were just his type. You were a young and beautiful fine piece of ass. One that was round, ripe, and tight…

If it wasn’t for his greed, he would have spent money on that ass. Kakuzu found himself reaching his hand between his man spread legs as he tended to his aching bulge. “Mmm…” he moaned quietly.

Kakuzu watched as you turned off the vacuum and put it away. You then pulled out a feather duster before walking over to the small coffee table in front of Kakuzu.

You bent over in front of him as you proceeded to dust the table. Your skirt was just a few feet away. Kakuzu gripped his dick through his pants as he looked up your skirt once more as he studied the perfectly sculpted twin full moons that was wrapped by your skimpy fabric.

Kakuzu didn’t hesitate anymore as he reached a hand to smack your ass, enjoying the sight of it jiggling in your thong.

You shrieked as you dropped your feather duster. Your cheeks flushed a deep red as you turned back to glare at Kakuzu.

“H-hey! You can’t do that, Kakuzu!” You snapped. “Shut up, Y/N. Get back to work,” Kakuzu says coldly.

You turned away in a huff as Kakuzu smirked in satisfaction. You picked up your duster and went back to cleaning.

You couldn’t help but smirk to yourself. You wouldn’t mind it if Kakuzu dragged you to bed to spank you…and with his tendrils no less…

Kisame:

You were painting the walls of the base when you called Kisame over. “Needed something, Sweetheart?”

You nodded. “Yeah. I need to paint up higher but I can’t reach. Think you could give me a boost?” Kisame smiled. “But of course…”

Kisame got on his knees and grabbed a hold of your body to boost you up. He held you tightly by your legs.

“Great! Just keep steady for 5 minutes,” you say before you go ahead to start painting. “Sure, take all the time you need…” Kisame grinned as he glanced up your skirt.

Kisame thought you were rather innocent. He was so surprised when he took a peek of the sexy black thong you had under your short skirt.

The thong hugged your curves and gave your ass a perfect lift. Kisame licked his lips like a hungry shark. He only wished he could sink his teeth into those cheeks for a yummy taste.

His eyes traced to your clothed pussy. It was wet and it seemed to have gotten more soaked by the second.

On top of that, he noticed some sweat beads rolling down your ass cheeks and onto your legs. You must’ve felt pretty hot under your skirt from the weather.

Kisame held back a groan. He glanced at his crotch seeing his ‘little shark’ sticking out. He couldn’t help but snicker. ‘What am I a teenager? Damn…’

“Okay, I’m done. You could put me down now, Kisame,” you say. Kisame snapped out of his thoughts and internally panicked as he glanced up at you.

He then spotted an empty white spot in the corner walls. “Oh um…you missed a spot…”

You followed his gaze and spotted the unpainted corner. “Oh! Thanks!” You then went ahead and started painting the spot. “No problem…” Kisame smirked as he went back to peeking up your skirt.

His eyes fell to your crotch. Your underwear had cute little blue words on the front. ‘Shark Bait, eh? Cute…’ he thought.

You smirk to yourself as you felt your clit throb from the arousal. “I hope your enjoying the view, Sharky~” you say seductively.

Kisame widened his eyes. You had known the whole time that he was watching. He grinned showing his shark teeth some more. “I am…”

You glanced down at him. “Want a little taste?” Kisame chuckled. “But of course…”

You yelped when Kisame repositioned you so that your legs were wrapped around his neck. He brought his head up your skirt and proceeded to lick your clothed pussy.

You were a moaning mess when Kisame dragged his cold tongue up and down your wet clothed clit to taste the juices.

You squealed in delight as Kisame licked the sweat beads off your cheeks. This was just what you needed to cool off for the day.

Hidan:

You were cooking breakfast in your short skirt, swinging your hips to the beat of the music. Hidan was sitting at the table waiting for the meal. He didn’t mind the wait. After all he had a whole ‘ass meal’ in front of him…

With a grin on his face, his magenta eyes followed the sashaying movements of your hips as your skirt swished to the beat of the music. He was hungry for some ass. Hidan spread his legs open as he started to shamelessly rub his dick. “Damn mama, shake that ass…” he whispered.

In his eyes, a short skirt was an invitation. One that leads to fucking. He didn’t waste any time as he walked up to you, eyeing the hemline of your skirt. “Whatchu got under there…?” He asks huskily as he reaches towards the end of your skirt.

You slowly turn back to him. “Hm?” You gasp as Hidan lifted up your skirt. His grin grew bigger at the sight of your bright red lacy thong. “Hello…”

Your cheeks flushed as you whirled around to slap Hidan across the face. His expression did not falter. “DAMN!” He laughed.

You tugged your skirt down defensively. “Hidan! What the hell is wrong with…you?” You shrink back as Hidan’s eyes darken with lust.

You widened your eyes in horror as you shook your head. “Hidan…Hidan no!” “Bring that ass over here…” Hidan growls hungrily.

In the next instant, your running away from Hidan who immediately starts chasing you. “C’MERE BITCH!” He laughs. Hidan grabs a hold of you and tosses you over his shoulder causing your skirt to flip up.

You hissed when Hidan smacked your ass which echoed in the kitchen. He walked towards the countertop.

“Hidan I’m trying to cook!” You whined. “Fuck that! I’m having that ass for breakfast!” Hidan laughed as he snapped the straps of your thong. The sounds of your cries were music to his ears.

Hidan sets you down in front of the counter. “Bend over, bitch!” He laughs as he smacks your ass again. You flinch at the touch.

As Hidan positions you against the counter, you picked up the smell of smoke. “Hidan! The stove!” You cry. “Don’t worry, Sugar, I’ll be quick,” Hidan says huskily as he peels off your panties.

Your cheeks burn as your felt your heat exposed to the air. You shivered when you felt Hidan rub his bare cock against your ass cheeks. “Damn your warm…let me get a better feel of you, gorgeous…”

You shivered as your decided to accept your fate. “Hidan at least close the door….oooh…” Hidan slid his dick into your ass as the sound of the hot stove sizzled in your ear.

Not a moment later, the sound of the smoke alarm went off as you mouth a “WOW” at the feeling of Hidan’s full length in your ass. It was truly about to get hot in here…

Deidara:

Deidara yawned as he walked through the dark base. He had awoken from a bad dream and decided to calm himself down for a midnight snack.

He made his way towards the dining room and stopped when he heard the sound of erotic moaning. Deidara saw a light from the kitchen. Someone was there.

The continued sounds of moaning piqued his curiosity. He quietly stalked towards the entryway and leaned in for a closer look.

His jaw dropped at the sight. There you were inside the kitchen clad in a sexy lacy red and black bra and panty set.

Not only that, but you were wiggling your ass against the open fridge, eyes closed as you moaned at the sensation of the cool air chilling your sweaty body.

Deidara couldn’t believe his eyes at what he was seeing. Heat rushed to his cheeks as he took in every curve of your body.

He mouthed a “WOW” as he watched you roll your hips against a large cucumber that was sticking out the fridge drawers. His dick twitched every time the cucumber poked between your ass cheeks.

Part of Deidara told him that he should have walked away and forgot what he saw…

…The rest of him reminded him that one: he was an S Class Criminal and two: he was still a man.

Another erotic moan escaped your lips, snapping Deidara out of his thoughts. His blue eyes lit up with excitement when he saw you drag the cold cucumber between your legs. It felt so cool and hard like a full and refrigerated dick.

Deidara’s lips broke into a smirk. Yeah there was no way he was gonna pass out on this particular ‘midnight snack.’

Deidara removed his bangs out of his face a bit as he pressed the button on his scope to zoom in on your breasts.

“Ooh…looks like someone’s been working up a sweat…” Deidara whispered teasingly as he watched the sweat beads roll down your breasts, only to disappear into your bra.

He let out a murmur of approval as he used his other hand to tend to his aching dick inside his boxers.

Deidara who had invented his scope to counter genjutsu, was using it to peep on you from afar. He couldn’t bring himself to feel shame about it, after all he did have a taste for the arts. Your perfect figure was no exception…

Deidara watched as you turned around to stick your head in the fridge. Your thong covered ass stuck out for what Deidara believed: for his own viewing pleasure.

He pressed the button on his scope to scan in every curve of your plump and perfect peach. “Artistically delicious…I’d love a taste…” he whispered.

“Mmm~” Deidara bit his lip as he felt the tongue in his hand begin to taste his dick from inside his boxers. He started to sweat more by the second.

Deidara watched you rummage through the fridge. “You picking out a treat, beautiful? What are we having…?” He whispered huskily as he grinded his hand tongue on his shaft.

As if you were answering his question, you pulled an orange popsicle from the fridge.

You turned back around and stuck your ass against the fridge once more before you proceed to drag the popsicle across your body. You wiggled your ass against the fridge as you did so.

Deidara’s eyes clouded with lust as he followed the swirling movements of the popsicle going down your curves. His tongue in his pants followed the same motions.

‘I wish the popsicle was me…’ he thought as he watched you rub the popsicle between your clothed pussy. “Oh wow~!” You mewled as the popsicle chilled your aching clit.

“Oh wow…” Deidara repeated in a desperate moan as his hand tongue slid across his hardening bulge that leaked out pre cum.

With enough hot strokes against your skin, your popsicle melted against your breasts. You sighed in satisfaction. “Feels good, hm?” Deidara teased as he watched the orange droplets tickle down your curves.

You then dig into the drawers of the fridge and pull out a can of whip cream. Deidara licked his dry lips like a parched puppy waiting on his next meal.

Sweat rolled down his cheek as the mouth in his hand started to suck his throbbing dick. He bit his lip hard to prevent any moans as he rolled his hips against his hand mouth.

You then took the can of whip cream and opened your panties before squirting the cold cream onto your pussy. You squealed in delight at the cold sensation of the cream chilling your pussy lips.

“Mmhm…nice and creamy…” Deidara murmured in approval. His face was burnt red as his dick throbbed painfully. He was so turned on by the display, that he leaned in towards the entryway of the kitchen for a closer look, exposing his head under the light.

You pulled on your bra and squirted the cream all over your breasts before proceeding to massage them after you dropped the can onto the floor.

You were a moaning mess as the cream cooled off your breasts. It felt so good and it was safe to say that you didn’t feel hot and sweaty anymore…unlike Deidara…

Deidara pulled his boxers down and came onto the kitchen floor as he choked. You opened your eyes at the sudden disturbance and that’s when your eyes met Deidara’s who was peeking at you from the dining room.

Cum was on the floor in front of him and he had a hand on his eye scope.

You stared at him completely mortified as you covered your cream coated body before you let out an ear splitting scream.

Deidara widened his eyes as panic filled his mind. “Shit! I-I-I’m sorry!” “GET OUTTTTTT!” You screamed as your face burns a deep red at the sight of Deidara’s cock.

Deidara got up. He stumbled back and instantly slipped on his cum before landing on his back painfully with a loud thud.

You ran out the other entryway of the kitchen, leaving Deidara alone in the room as he groaned painfully at the impact.

From that day forward, Deidara learned never to peep again…

Konan:

The two of you were relaxing on a blanket outside on a hot day. Konan was sucking a popsicle while you were laying on your back.

“I’m so hot!” You complained. Konan turned to you. She had to agree. Her orange eyes fell to your legs that were covered in sweat. Her eyes inch up your thighs a bit only to see a piece of pink lace that was peeking out from under your miniskirt.

Konan sighed. She had already seen up your skirt every chance she got. She wanted to see more…

You groaned as you sat up a bit. You pulled on your top repeatedly in hopes for cool air to come. Konan’s eyes fell to your chest. She could see a bit of your lacey pink bra.

She licked her popsicle as she pretended to taste your boobs. They were so full, lifted, and delicious.

She was jealous of the sweat beads that rolled down your twin mounds. What she wouldn’t give to have a peek.

You turned to Konan, eyeing her tongue on the popsicle. “You’ve been licking that for awhile…” Konan tilted her head in confusion. “Hm?”

Nervousness fills your mind as a naughty idea crosses. Your desperation cancels it out as you found yourself moving closer to Konan.

“Y/N what are you-?” Konan widened her eyes when she saw you lift up your top to reveal your sweaty breasts. Her cheeks flushed a deep red at the delicious sight.

“Do you think you could cool me off with your tongue?” You asked shyly. Konan couldn’t believe her ears. Her heart began to race as she watched more sweat beads dip into your cleavage.

“Please Konan! It’s so hot…” you whined desperately. In the next instant, Konan pulls you into her lap before unclipping your bra from the front.

“I’ll take good care of you…” she whispered as she watches your breasts jiggle out of your bra. “Please…” you whispered.

Konan fluttered her eyes shut as she brought her head close to your breasts. Her tongue slowly slipped out from her lips before she dragged it across your breast.

You mewled at the sensation of the cold tongue swirling against your nipple. “Konan…” you moaned. She looks up at you in a seductive gaze. “Do you like that?”

You hug her head to push it close to your breasts. “More…more…” you moaned. Konan let out a low hum as she snaked out her tongue and slithered it across your breast.

You moaned when she started sucking your nipples. Konan moaned in approval. Your boob sweat tasted so salty yet very sweet…

Konan slid her lips off your breast with a loud POP before she brought her pretty mouth to your other breast. You shuddered as the sensation of her cold lips sucking your nubs.

Even though your goal was to get cooler, your body’s temperature kept rising from the arousal, as did Konan who was also turned on from tasting your delicious boobs.

Konan sucked off the last sweat bead off your breast before pulling her lips off with a loud POP. Your eyes meet hers once again just in time for you to watch her give your breast once last sensual lick. “Wow…” you moaned breathlessly.

You lowered yourself down to Konan’s level as you wrapped your arms around your neck. “Thank you…” you whispered before you brought your lips to Konan.

You lick her lips for entrance and she easily allows you to slide into her mouth. You moaned at the summery taste of the popsicle juice in her mouth. Her cold tongue smoothed against yours to cool it down.

“Mm-!” You widened your eyes when you felt Konan bump her breasts against yours. They felt so full and firm. You eagerly rub your breasts against hers to take in the hot friction.

You felt her nipple piercings press hard against yours through the fabric of her top. You felt your clit throb from the arousal. ‘I want to feel her some more…’ you thought.

You pull away from Konan a bit as you unzipped her top. “Let me taste you…” you say. Konan smiled at you seductively. “But of course…”

Konan helped you remove her top. Her breasts bounced deliciously for your viewing pleasure. She wasn’t wearing a bra. You dove right in as you nuzzled your face against her hot breasts to kiss and suck on the cream colored mounds.

You sniffed them as you moaned. They smelt like flowers and they were as soft as marshmallows.

Konan felt herself soak through her pants as she moaned. She was in for a good time…

Itachi:

Itachi was in the living room reading a book. He glanced up from his novel to see you bent over and cleaning in front of him.

His red eyes went up your thighs. Your skirt was extremely short…

…Short enough to reveal your “hidden clouds…”

Itachi tore his eyes away from the rather sexy view. He was a gentleman…but still…that skirt was all too tempting…

He closed his eyes and activated Tsukuyomi…

Itachi was now in a void. Above him were a pair of giant legs.

He glanced up to see that it was you in your short skirt. You slowly started to lift your skirt.

This time, Itachi couldn’t bring himself to look away as his cheeks started to flush. ‘Just one peek…’ he thought. It couldn’t hurt.

Finally your skirt had been lifted entirely to reveal your bright red thong. Itachi’s eyes scanned your fully plump cheeks.

He licked his lips as you squatted down to give him a better look. “Wow…” Itachi started to sweat as he felt his erect bulge poke out of his pants.

You lowered your hips towards Itachi, allowing your ass to press firmly against his face.

Itachi was crushed between your cheeks, but he didn’t care. Your ass felt so smooth and sooo warm…

You rub your hips against Itachi, flossing his body between your cheeks. The fabric of your thong had tickled his dick stiff.

Itachi couldn’t bring himself to feel shame. He couldn’t hold back his moans anymore as he continued to sweat bullets.

“What a naughty dream you’re having, Itachi…my jutsu allows me to read minds you know…” a voice echoed.

Itachi gasped. He opened his eyes which brought him back to reality to see you smirking at him.

He blushed as you giggled. The shame that once disappeared had returned. “I’m…sorry…” he said quietly.

“Don’t be…” you cooed as you teased the hem of your skirt. Itachi raised an eyebrow. You walked closer to his side and place your leg next to him as you lifted your skirt to reveal your red garter straps.

Itachi’s eyes widened as his cheeks darkened. “What are you…?” Itachi watched as you peeled off your skirt to reveal your red thong.

“If you wanted a little peek, I’m happy to give you a show~” you purr seductively. Itachi’s heart thumped wildly as you brought yourself to his lap to straddle him.

His dick twitched when you rubbed your clit on his clothed bulge. You take his hands and brought them to your breasts.

“No ones around…how’s a private dance sound, Itachi?”

A/N: Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!

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miutonium · 2 years

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Paint your crush like one of your...french girls? Idk 🎨

Anyway hii meet Cindy. She's basically the counterpart of Chloe hgnn here's some basic info about her :3

Also im available for commission ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

#istg Utonium was definitely painting with Cindy he did not murder someone 🤧🤧🤧#this is basically her in her casual costume but hh i already made a design for her work outfit #i have tons of assignments now though so i wasnt able to make a ref sheet for her skdjekiewojsks #i promise i'll make one for her lol #and of course I still gonna draw Chloe but I just wanted to make an s/i that I could relate to more ;w;#the heart curls stay i find it to be cute on Chloe so Cindy has to have pair of it #asukart #selfship #selfshipping #selfshipping community #selfship art #self insert #self insert oc #self insert community #si x canon #oc x canon #ppg professor #professor utonium #s/i: cindy

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socksjinie · 9 months

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✿ crime 101 — obsessions and taunts in red ink | taehyung

synopsis. blossom's life goes into a spiral when she discovers who she has been obsessing over all these years.

genre. powerpuff girls au ; taehyung!brick ; fluff ; angst

pairing. taehyung x blossom

wordcount. 2952

warnings. mentions of fights, beatings, and lots of unresolved angst

a/n. to celebrate the birthday of this really special girl, who is actually bubbles of my real-life ppg's friendship gang. have the happiest day, deo, i love you more than acing my grades, going for my morning runs, and keeping up with my schedule~ෆ

contact with the Rowdyruff Boys had never been the same for Blossom as it had been for her sisters.

while Bubbles viewed life and people from very early on with positivism that could blind her sometimes and Buttercup had always been one to know how not to mix business with pleasure, Blossom had continuously struggled with both approaches.

she couldn’t remember Taehyung or his brothers much from when they were little, apart of course the trouble their dad caused around the city—something that she was always responsible for taking care of. her memories of him from that time to middle school were always tainted by the position both he and she occupied.

they were leaders, even when still children. and while she definitely tried her best to lead her sisters to exemplary behavior, always doing their best to save the city and fight crime, Taehyung did everything opposite with his brothers, so it wasn’t a surprise she didn’t want much to do with him.

in school, they were rarely paired in the same class. she remembers having more shared teachers with Jimin than Taehyung himself. if she were honest with her priorities, fighting Mojo and his kids was just a side thing for her, her grades and social position came always at number one.

and boy, being number one made her act crazy…

that was all she needed to do from the moment she was born. be the number one at fighting crime, be the one setting the example, be the smartest you can be… the list goes on and on, so it wasn’t a surprise that she took that perspective to her personal life too. the only problem was that contrary to her heroine side, in school, she always had the same exact rival to compete with. and that made her want to yank her hair off.

while Buttercup most times came home with teacher’s notes to their dad, saying she was once again fighting or disturbing class because of Jungkook, and Bubbles would confess at night that maybe Jimin was different or that he wasn’t so bad like his brothers, Blossom had nothing to say. or to worry, really.

none of the boys was a problem for her, the only thing she needed to sort out was why the hell she wasn’t always number one with her grades in school.

she knew she had a perfect score, she was the leading student in her own class, but then every time the month ended and she passed by the official board, her student number was second.

the frustration was consuming her, and it lasted a long while. Buttercup was always making fun of her, most often than not joking about siding with the star of the school as she nicknamed the mystery student to be. Bubbles laughed and went along with the jokes. and Blossom did everything she could to uncover who the number one person was. it became her side project, but to her dismay, one with zero results.

no matter how she tried, begged, and even baked a full batch of her infamous chocolate cookies to give to her favorite teacher as bribery, no one ever gave in. “it’s against privacy regulations” was what everyone seemed to say when she approached the subject.

by the end of middle school, she almost lost her head and went through with Buttercup’s plan to steal the information from the school’s office. thankfully that same night they got a call from the Mayor and fighting crime became once more her priority, leading her astray from breaking the rules.

but then, her prayers were magically answered.

Blossom loved routines, and every day since she was old enough to handle her own money, she stopped by the Cherry Pop. she came to know it almost fatefully, due to a robbery that happened at the store many years ago. at the time a couple of records had been stolen, as well as some of the cashier's earnings, and of course, she found the money with the leader of the Rowdyruffs. it was to expect, but deep down she still thanks Taehyung for introducing her unknowingly to what became to be her favorite store in town.

and now, here she was, going downtown right after classes to pay the store a visit. it was almost the end of the school year, summer was knocking on the door and the sun's rays were already litting up Townsville. Blossom decided to stop by Cherry Pop’s and listen to the new records she knew had come for the summer when it happened.

it was a rule Professor—their dad—always insisted they followed: their powers were only to be used when needed. and right at that moment, she didn’t need to hear conversations with her super hearing ability. but she still did.

right before coming out of the store, she spotted two of her teachers across the street, talking while pointing to something inside a dossier. it seemed like a harmless encounter between the two of them, that later developed into something school related. it was almost the end of eighth grade which meant the final results were about to be hung on that stupid board, and curiosity got the better of Blossom. so she perked her attention to the two of them and begin hearing everything.

“... Ugh, he’s such a good student… And I bet if it weren’t for that misleading monster they call father he would be such a nice kid too.”

she watched attentively as Miss Margaret sighed as she agreed. “I know… I wish there was more I could do for them. Somehow, giving him my dusty record player for saving me doesn’t seem quite enough.”

that piece of information has Blossom’s eyebrows knitting so bad they almost merge together.

“I just don’t know how he keeps it. Every time – His grades are always up there… I mean. When does he study if he’s always doing his father’s evil deeds and covering up for his brothers when the cops show up? I feel like they are constantly down in the station– At least that’s what Sharon says, you know, her husband works there.”

Blossom has always been quick with her thinking, and by this alone, she thinks anyone would be able to figure out they are talking about Taehyung. no one apart from the Rowdyruffs has an evil dad in Townsville or goes around doing evil deeds like Mr. Clarkson described. and it has to be him because Jungkook can’t even be discussed when it comes to his grades as he doesn’t care enough, and although the covering up part seems like a Jimin thing, she had been in his class last year, she has seen his grades and it doesn’t come without much effort on his end. what shocks her, however, is the part where Taehyung saves Miss Margaret. that isn’t a thing villains do, and she would know, she has been fighting crime ever since she was born.

“He’s just… Gifted, I reckon.” Miss Margaret’s statement has her snapping out of her thoughts. “He isn’t much of a reader, but I noticed that if he pays enough attention he’s able to remember about the subjects… You must notice it too. Explaining it once to him is enough. That kind of annoying student that comes once in a lifetime, I guess!” she chuckles as Mr. Clarkson agrees.

“Well, too bad he got that suspension for the graffiti thing… Otherwise, he would definitely come first on the board, once again. And he deserves it. With everything the kid has to go through… I can’t even imagine!”

suddenly, Blossom isn’t able to focus on the conversation anymore. her world starts to spin in a way she didn’t deem possible.

Taehyung, the leader of the Rowdyruffs, son of Mojo Jojo, a criminal to heart that she has been fighting ever since… ever, is apparently the star of the school. the student she has been most ardently trying to unmask. the person that she viewed as her most formidable opponent and if she was brave enough to admit, the person she at some point began admiring from a distance.

it was like suddenly discovering the earth was flat all along.

that night was hell for Blossom. she had trouble digesting the discoveries and bumping into the protagonist of them later at dawn wasn’t the best option for her fiery angst. the Powerpuffs had received a call about some troublemakers causing a ruckus in the middle of the night, and the cops were adamantly fixated on taking them to the station at any cost, even if said troublemakers had fled the scene of the crime—a graffiti pig dressed as a cop in a brick wall by a well-known bar.

Blossom had suggested to her sisters they should swipe town apart to cover more terrain, and now that she straight up bumped into Taehyung down an alley next to the Cherry Pop she regretted her decision thoroughly.

“You!” she grits through her teeth and watches how he turns his head, his side profile shining under the moonlight.

“What about me?”

Blossom doesn’t know what frustrates her most. from knowing he is the one she wanted to find so badly to his nonchalant attitude as he turns back once again and proceeds to draw on the alley with his red canned spray, every little thing seems to poke at her somewhat short fuse.

“It’s you!” she exclaims frustrated, partially embarrassed for not having a grip on her confused emotions or a better thing to say.

Taehyung looks back at her, a crooked smile adorning his features as he shakes the canned spray, “Uhm, it’s me…? Unless you’re seeing someone else, Red, I’m pretty sure it’s just me –”

“No, idiot! It’s you as in you’re the student I have to compete with!”

The boy was about to paint another stroke but halts completely. Under Blossom’s furious gaze, he crouches down to place his canister on the floor before facing her again.

“You don’t have to compete with me, you want to compete with me. It’s a bit different, Red.”

“I don’t want to compete with you! Up until fourth grade I didn’t even have competition. I was always first! And then –Suddenly you are always there in that fricking board! It’s my board, my first place!”

“Your first place?” He asks amused as he crosses his arm. “Didn’t seem like it this whole year… Or the one before.”

Blossom bites the insides of her cheeks as she feels her pink eyes turning hot. the last thing she needed was to burn everything to the ground, including her favorite store, with her laser eyes just because of him.

“It’s not so fun when people shove it to your face is it?” Taehyung adds.

“That’s the difference between you and me,” she scoffs bitter, “I would never do such a thing.”

“Oh, really? You seem to forget that I share the same powers you have, Miss Perfectly Right.”

there is something hidden in his eyes that Blossom can’t quite figure out. he steps closer to her, and for the first time in her whole life, she views him as daunting, dangerous even. “And I remember quite clearly when you referred to me as a brainless kid to your friends on the patio, nothing but a pebble in your shoes. Guess I’m just fulfilling the description of the job.”

Blossom’s eyes fall to the damp concrete ground, searching for her past memories and balling her fists to the possibility of her being unjust with someone. but he was a Rowdyruff. they were the bad guys… so what if she called him an airhead?

“You don’t even remember, do you?” Taehyung searches for her eyes as he scoffs. there is no ounce of anger in it like she expected it to be. he was just… disappointed.

gulping down and sticking to her pride, Blossom shrugs. she did remember the moment now that he talked about it, and she did indeed make less of him but that was how she felt at the time, and at the moment she is still too reluctant to acknowledge he is any different than that.

“Whatever. I guess it serves you right.” he kicks the spray canister he had been using to paint, “Good luck trying to be first from now on.”

leaving no room for response, he flees the scene with a swoosh.

Blossom’s shoulders sink and her world doesn’t stop spinning. just like that she is faced with the feeling that perhaps she is being the villain in someone else’s story.

she hears the cops’ sirens from a distance and quickly retrieves the canister that had rolled up to the sidewalk, taking it with her as she flies home.

for the months to come, Blossom keeps to herself. Taehyung isn’t in her class, again, and she is somehow relieved by it. the only time she sees him is whenever they have to fight each other and it always ends up being a rollercoaster of emotions for her. she takes the opportunity to release her pent-up anger toward him, but then, every time he ends up being arrested or badly hit by herself, her chest stings differently and she ends up returning home with a bad taste in her mouth.

his good grades never stop coming nevertheless, which frustrates her to the point that even though she rarely bumps into him in school, she begins having trouble focusing on her studies. which is a first—one that she wished had never happened.

and after the first half of ninth grade of her watching her world collapse around her, Taehyung decides it would be fun to poke at her wound a bit more and so he starts leaving badly drawn doodles of her face around school with words such as “wuss” or “loser”.

at first, it was in her locker, which bothered her but not so much. a wet tissue resolved the problem pretty fast. but then when later on Patty Conklin started making a fuss for seeing it behind the gymnasium, the whole school started making funny faces as Blossom passed by in the halls.

Buttercup threatened everyone with her looks as she started more and more coming to Blossom’s side in the hallways. and Bubbles was always turning the tables with reversible psychology or as she called it “leverage gossip”. but that was bothering Blossom more than Taehyung’s little revenge.

she didn’t need people coming to her rescue.

and so something in her blossomed. for the rest of ninth grade she fought harder, focused more, participated in more activities, studied better, and by the end of it not only did she come as a top student with several acclamations that their dad was sure to hang in their fridge but she also found her first boyfriend—Dexter.

throughout the entirety of summer, she was able to put past her the whole Taehyung graffiti incident. she had managed to bump into him only twice, both being part of her job as he was once again involved with crime. and for the rest of it, she enjoyed going out with her sisters, or hanging with Dexter as they strolled around savoring milkshakes or the new records arriving at Cherry Pop. life felt normal again, the world was once more round and it spun her way.

but then came the beginning of tenth grade.

for the first time in years, she and Taehyung shared classes. not only that but someone in the secretariat thought it would be better for the students to have lockers placed near the classes they would be going to, and suddenly she had to see Taehyung’s annoying grin every morning before the first bell rang. their lockers being right across from each other.

“Morning, Red.” he would say like a well-programmed clock as he leaned in his metal cabinet, red cap boyishly back, arms defiantly crossed.

“Mind your business, Jojo.” she would hear Dexter approach like a knight in shining armor, scowling at the Rowdyruff, before she could snap at the boy herself.

in return, Taehyung would send him a sly smile, not at all bothered by his presence. “Your panties already twisted, Dex? So soon? Sheesh.”

and of course Dexter balled his fists annoyed, Taehyung knew how to get under his skin. Or everyone else’s for that matter. but Dexter also knew he was no opponent for a boy who could conjure fire with his hands, therefore his threats were just that... threats.

“Go find yourself a wall to paint, airhead.” Blossom would come to the rescue and between her remarks and the way Dexter always kissed her cheek, placing his arm around her neck as they walked away, the smile would fade from Taehyung’s lips.

although exhausting, it was a routine that Blossom was used to. she could even say that every time he would get into heated arguments with her while in class due to different points of view or better, due to pure spite, it was the fire she needed to boost her throughout the day. she wouldn’t change it.

but it was only when he began missing classes the week after the Halloween party that she realized how much she didn’t want to change it.

weeks turned to months, hatred turned into longing, and the heart she thought belonged to Dexter had always been in the hands of another. it had all been there, kept in a forgotten drawer much like the red paint spray canister with a cherry doodle that she looked at resentfully every now and then. on its bottom, the words that taunted her for the years to come in his absence. Taehyung wuz here.

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