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buoyant-breeze · 2 years

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hii ! i’ve just found your blog but i love it already tbh 🙏

I’d like to request an event matchup if that’s alright 👀 I go by she/her and I’d like a male romantic match!

my personality type is enfp 7w6, and as for characters I’m similar to, i would definitely say yoimiya the most! i’m very energetic and talkative around others, and i usually try to stay on good terms with everyone. i’m an artist firstly, but will indulge myself in anything creative when given the opportunity. i think that’s the direction i wanna take my life in; using a thing that makes me happy to make other people happy too? if that makes sense haha

aesthetic wise it’s a bit like a mixture of extremely girly with emo / alternative? that’s the best explanation I can think of anyway? and i tend to put a lot of effort into my appearance, i’m that mf that takes hours to get ready and makes everyone late 💀

i can admittedly be a bit sensitive, but i don’t like to trouble others with it too much. i tend to just act based on my feelings rather than thoughts first. i can definitely be impulsive at times, and if you give me the opportunity to do something irresponsible or childish there’s a p good chance I’ll take it.

in a friend i absolutely need someone with a good sense of humour. it’s not really a matter of outwardly introverted or extroverted when we first meet, but just straight up can you make me laugh when we’re together. i can’t be around people with dry and awkward conversation, and as much as I do talk myself, I love hearing other people talk too.

in a partner i again like a good sense of humour, but that aside, i like a strong protective type, but in a sweet way? it makes me feel v cared about. i can be a bit clingy, not to the point that it’s uncomfortable, i’ll probably just be around a lot. someone who needs their own space more often or would be the type to push me away probably isn’t too ideal.

my love language is physical touch both giving & receiving, but i’m also easy to fluster with words / compliments, and not at all hard to impress. tiny things don’t go unnoticed by me, and just being thoughtful is enough.

i hope this is alright! i tried to get all of the points you asked on the original post but im thinking this may possibly be too long, my apologies 😭 thank you in advance if you do get around to me, but of course no pressure at all! <33

hi, friend! here's your match-up!

your vision would be dendro! to me, dendro represents a sense of ‘whimsy,’ as the land of sumeru is all about consciousness, dreams, illusions, but also, of course, wisdom. the way you gently described the attributes about you reflects the delicate nature of flowers, but also how righteously and brilliantly they bloom. i think this is also a good metaphor / analogy for how you interact with others, since you have a tendency to remain reserved, but then you open up to the right people, showing all your true colors in a flurry of petals! i easily imagine your type of personality with soft pastels in earthy tones, like pale greens, soft pinks, and pearly blues, or even more vibrant shades, like poppy red and hibiscus orange! but of course, this doesn’t mean you’re excluding yourself from any dark colors, as that is just as valid in nature as it is in people.

your weapon would be a bow! i’m a little biased, though, because as you were talking, i kept thinking about the hunter’s path bow that came out with tighnari’s banner. i feel like that is something you’d especially use as a character, because it has an essence of sharpness in the way it looks aesthetically (blades protruding towards the user, and the shards of green energy). it has a delicacy, but also a viciousness to it that also closely relates to dendro, but reflects you as a person. i also strongly feel you’d have an ability similar to ganyu’s, where you throw out a type of flower and dance away in a trail of light, as it seems to fit how you approach social interactions or situations.

you would be friends with ayaka, yoimiya, and itto! although some of these characters don’t seem to really click together, the main thing that caught my eye was how they’d likely click with you.

although ayaka is more on the formal side of things, i don’t believe that should write her out immediately. in spite of the fact you prefer those who can make you laugh, i strongly feel like you would get along with ayaka’s kindness, as well as her delicate approach to all things. her earnest and profound nature would probably make you feel more optimistic and at peace with your life, even at the hardest of times. i feel mostly that she is the person you turn to for daily conversations and activities together, such as going to restaurants or enjoying the town’s shops. ayaka is the type of person who will eventually break free from formality and be more open and comfortable; you two would definitely have a variety of inside jokes over the years that would send you into laughing fits.

on the other hand, i feel that itto would really brighten your spirits and bring that source of laughter you sorely desire in friendships. he might not necessarily be the person you lean on with all of your problems, but he’s definitely a good partner in crime, and an excellent source of bear hugs. his antics, especially around friends he cares about, have a tendency to lighten all spirits!

lastly, yoimiya would be an excellent friend for you! her laughter and smiles are infectious, but she also would be a proud friend of ayaka, as well. the three of you could go on all sorts of fun adventures, and enjoy life together in a light-hearted, nostalgic way that makes your chest all fuzzy and your heart ache. yoimiya shows a lot of her affection for you through gifts, so don’t be surprised when she starts handing you sparklers or candy-shaped fish (like japanese candy art). but most importantly, yoimiya’s greatest gift to all her friendships are the memories.

regardless, both yoimiya and ayaka share a love and appreciation for artistry that would not only resonate with you, but also be enlightening. the fun thing about artists is that we can find inspiration from anywhere, and both of these people practice art in two very different ways. because of that, it could really expand your own world, in turn!

finally, your soulmate is thoma! as you may have guessed by now, i feel that you would strongly fit in with the cast of inazuma. as for why thoma in particular, i genuinely just feel like he would speak to you at the soul. he checks off all your boxes that you listed to me, but i also feel like it’s more than just a checklist.

thoma is careful, earnest, gentle, and tender with all he does. he isn’t afraid to laugh when you slip on the ice, but he’s just as easily going to crouch down and offer you his arm so you can get back up again. he makes you feel more confident in your victories, but also appreciate that defeats just mean you can try again, better this time. there’s no doubt whenever he looks at you just how much he cares, he oozes with it: with all of his affection, his hope, his dreams. you can see it in the crinkle of his eyes as he smiles, the way fondness just seeps into the curve of his cheekbones, in the way he leans his head into his hand as he looks at you.

when you’re sick, he’s making you the best soup he knows. he’s willing to go the extra mile, in all things. he’s eager to give his affection, in every way he can: not just in the way he looks at you, but in everything else. you find little treat bags waiting for you, because he knows you’re studying / working and could use a snack. you find your room clean when you get home, even though you didn’t ask. the wind blows very strong and whips up your hair, and he reaches out with his soft hands, keeping each strand out of your face so you can see, unbothered by the climate.

and gods, how he would want to hold you. just to breathe you in and nuzzle his face into your hair, to tuck his hand around your thigh and smile into your mouth as he kisses, and kisses, and kisses you. and i feel like that type of connection is one you deeply crave, but also is one that would truly fulfill you.

#windward souls #genshin matchup #genshin x reader #genshin matchups #genshin fluff

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sharonaparadox · 2 years

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warning for glitches and flashing lights + colors! i tried to minimize any issues by slowing scenes down and cutting out the more severe flashing, but i would still advise any photosensitive viewers to be cautious

(also, this is a given by now, but huge iswm spoilers lie herein)

hd + subtitles available!

fandom: In Space with Markiplier audio: “Best Friend” by Foster The People program: Sony Vegas Pro 13

torn between “this is a general iswm edit with a heavy focus on the relationship between engineer mark and the captain” and “this is straight up a captain + engineer edit with cameo appearances by allu* and dorene”

either way, ik i mentioned in the desc for my last edit having trouble planning out a vid where one character is literally the camera pov, but i’m v happy with how this turned out! i couldn’t rlly do effects like typography or mirroring (my personal fave effect to use, tbh) without compromising the captain’s viewpoint, so this was an interesting challenge, but i’ve come to realize that my strengths lie more in “raw” editing anyway. i just gotta stop thinking that i need to “prove” myself when it comes to editing, lol

i can’t think of a lot else to say abt this vid, other than that i think it’s interesting that the song is apparently actually abt creative block and has nothing to do with literal friends, bc the lyrics fit so well with iswm that so many of these scenes came surprisingly easy to me. idk! subscribe for more fun facts! (this is a joke and not a legally-binding obligation that i will continue to provide fun facts)

*literally the day after i posted this, cloakbrand had an instagram livestream where Lio Tipton revealed that their character’s name is allu minium, which i absolutely love

#Markiplier #In Space with Markiplier #Engineer Mark #Head Engineer Mark #ISWM Captain #iswmedit #ISWM spoilers #fanvid #YouTubers

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cantalooprat · 2 years

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Liu Yao

What I Liked

i love the atmosphere of liu yao, the story rly was at its best when its contemplating the nature of the dao, the origin and goal of cultivation, human nature... and how painfully human the main chars are despite going down a path that makes them beyond human

cheng qian!!! tbh the way priest writes him as this unloved middle child w a v middle child syndrome, n how it gives rise to this... almost self-importance and in a way also makes him think he's better than everyone around him? and yet somehow it's endearing instead of annoying and also kind of relatable? he's rly quite a joy to read

yan zhengming... i love how he grew from a spoiled, whiny peacock brat to a... spoiled whiny peacock young man who takes his responsibilities seriously and is unwavering when it comes to his family. its a v interesting contrast how hes strangely easygoing compared to the mc in some ways, e.g. he doesn't hold grudges, how his dao is the way of the sword despite him being...super spoiled n whiny, but his true nature as a reliable, steadfast leader is revealed in moments of need...

i love this family of five /crying theyre so cute n warm!!! in their childhood!! n then shit goes down!!

that said i also like how each action has consequences, n no one rly has "plot armor", how the ending is mostly? happy? with shades of bittersweet?

the side plot of the past between tong ru n han muchun oh my god,,, the parallel in the ending,,, copying my tg texts: in the end tong ru, despite everything hes been through, was content to have disappeared along w han muchun n to him, dying without regrets is "ascension". in parallel w the epilogue where cheng qian n yan zhengming visited the grave n mentioned that its "better to say that they ascended" n also how yan zhengming is cheng qian's "unbreakable tether to this world of red dust" which is... kind of against the principle of the dao? bc the dao is nothingness n one should be able to let go of worldly desires. but then, whats the point of all that if theres nothing waiting for them on the other side, n isnt it better to live one's life to the fullest, being aware of and cherishing the things n people precious in this lifetime?

honestly theres so much to love abt liu yao

What I Disliked

lowkey the romance didnt fully convince me lmao they had cute interactions n had chemistry but 1. ig im just, a little tired of the "shou seeking death" and "gong chasing after death-seeking shou" tropes, n also 2. the story early on works super well without romance while just focusing on the brotherhood aspects, it rly feels as if liu yao shouldve been a pure nonromance cultivation story… tbh its rly just missing, this little bit more spice… (edit 220323) crossing this out bc while i’m still not v convinced of how the romance started in the early game, the theme of “questioning ascension and the reason behind cultivation” and also “happiness in this lifetime” is v v tied to the romance in the plot, from tong ru n han muchun n now yan zhengming n cheng qian (the yuanxiao extra made me rethink this tbh, then i came to the conclusion that yeah, the romance does make sense even though it’s rly quite rough n not convincing early on)

liu yao's best points are the more somber, quiet, thoughtful moments, and liu yao's weak points lie in the action... tbh most of the chaotic battle parts just...take me out of the story

the daoling who died midway /crying i was on copium hoping he’d live but he just died offscreen!!!!

Notes

after looking at n skimming various summaries of priest novels, i end up reading liu yao, which i hadn't even seriously considered, bc i was in the mood for cultivation wn...

anyway its a great priest novel, will def read more

even tho i said all that abt the romance, its still p good n has some p memorable quotes as well… sigh some of the quotes rly r nice

i thought it was gna be wangxian reprise bc in the earlier segments cq was teased to be super interested in demonic cultivation n the color schemes of black-clad shou n white-dressed gong also match, but their dynamic turns out to be completely different lmao

i think A Lot abt liu yao tbh, would reread it eventually when i have the brain power. hard disagree to whoever says priest isnt romantic bc liu yao’s romance, while rather lowkey n understated in comparison to super romantic danmei novels, is a v prevalent theme in the whole story n can’t be discounted

Quotes

Isn’t what a person longs for all their life is to have someone angrily open the door and yell “which ditch did you die in this time?” when they come home, tired from traveling, on a moonless night?

To be able to meet and stay together in this transient world is like a dream. It comes and goes, beyond a human’s reach.

There’s no need to explain any complex details; you are already my unbreakable tether to this world of red dust.

#cantalooprat reads

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robinofinashiro · 3 years

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request from anon: “Hi, can I request yandere alphabet for Kyojuro Rengoku 👉👈Thank you and have a good day Queen.”

pairing: yandere! kyojuro rengoku x fem reader

request status: OPENED

A - Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

rengoku does not give a singular fuck who sees him when it comes to giving you affection! you’re in the public? you’ll be holding his hand, kissing your cheek when he feels like it, and if it’s that bad, he’ll do a quickie in the bathroom.

B - Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

very messy! he doesn’t care. if he sees someone getting too close to you, he’ll make sure to get rid of them as soon as possible. he can’t let anyone get close to you. he’ll go to the ends of the earth to make sure that you’re by his side and that no one comes in between the two of you.

C - Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

honestly, he’ll mock the hell out of them when he feels like it’s necessary. if you’re purposely doing things to annoy him or going out of your way to piss him off, he’ll make sure to remind you that you’re never leaving him. other than that, he’ll treat you like you’re a princess! you deserve everything in the world and he’ll give it to you if he feels like you deserve it.

D - Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

despite from the sweet nature that he gives off, he will do ONE thing against your will and that’s to have kids. he needs to continue his family line and since Senjuro isn’t working to be a pillar anymore, he needs to make sure that someone continues that and it might have to be his kid.

E - Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

rengoku, when he feels like the time is right, will bare everything to his darling. come on now, you’re gonna be his wife, right? it’s only right that you know what his baggage is! he doesn’t care if you judge him or not, when it comes to this sort of thing, he kinda wears his heart on his sleeve.

F - Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

he would be kinda pissed. you’re supposed to be this perfect wife/darling and by you acting out, he doesn’t sit well with that. why can’t you be more like Sanemi’s wife? a perfect little darling that just sits there and waits for her husband like she should. punishment is a whole other ballgame that i will touch on later.

G - Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

absolutely tf not. how can this be a game to someone? rengoku is the kinda person where if he meets someone that he falls madly in love with, he’ll stick by you until one of you dies first and even then, he might commit sewerslide if you happen to be the one to go first. however, he might get a kick watching you trying to leave him bc it’s nearly impossible to leave where you’re trapped.

H - Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

rengoku’s affection, jesus christ. that shit could get mad annoying. if he’s had a particularly bad day, just brace yourself and let it happen bc he will be one affectionate mf. it could get to the point where he’ll be affection even into the next day if it’s that bad.

I - Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

literally a picture perfect life. (very much the american dream in a sense). he wants kids, hell, if you want pets of some sort, he’s down to adopt a few dogs or whatever you or your kids want. he just wants everyone to see that his family is perfect and how far he’s willing to go for them.

J - Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

oh absolutely. rengoku is the type of mf that if he sees someone flirting with his darling, he’s ending that shit QUICK. he cannot and will not let it happen. clearly it isn’t your fault so he’ll console you that you had no way of knowing what that scums intentions were and after he’s done with that, he’ll try to find the person to give them a lesson.

K - Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling

he will be very clingy like i said. he wants everyone to know that his relationship is perfect but in private, double that. he’ll make sure that you know you’re loved and that he wouldn’t trade his life with you for anything in the world.

L - Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

he would try the attempt to court you at first. rengoku is someone who is very charming so 8/10 times, it’ll work. however, if you’re being stubborn, that’s when the other side of rengoku comes out. but if you do decide to date him willingly, he’s the sweetest mf ever. he’ll bring you courting gives to every date, etc, etc.

M - Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

honestly, rengoku is seen as the black sheep in the sense that he’s always readily happy and enthusiastic. not much changes when he’s in the public. unless you happen to piss him off in public, seemingly the only time when he would change his personality.

N - Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

he doesn’t try to do it often, he hates seeing you hurt. but if you happen to actually piss him off to the point where you need to be punished, anything ranging from being alone for days to sexual punishment (that i wont be going into detail for).

O - Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

not many tbh. you have free range into his entire estate. however if he has maids working around, they know it’s best for them not to talk to you. he wont let you leave his estate to speak to anyone. you have the right to anything as long as you’re not trying to leave or get into contact with someone. he’ll even let you visit your friends or family as long as he’s there.

P - Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

eh, he’s about 50/50. he can be very patient with you or be ticked off almost immediately. more than likely tho, he’ll deal with your shit most days. the days that he doesn’t, it’s probably bc he had already probably had a bad day and you’re just making shit worse.

Q - Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

if you die, rengoku won’t move on and like i said before, he’d probably commit sleep forever. if you escape, he’ll spend the rest of his days looking for you. regardless if you escape or die, he won’t move on. you’re his and you will remain that way important person in his life.

R - Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

to a certain point, he’d feel guilty. i think the only thing eating him up is the unethical part in all of this. the fact that he’s basically abducted you and refuses to let you go. but will he ever let you go? absolutely not. you’d have to kill him before that happens.

S - Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

i see the only way this happening is bc of his life. his childhood wasn’t the greatest but it wasn’t exactly the worst so idk, i think more than anything it was out of curiosity and probably seeing others do it that make him snap.

T - Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

if rengoku isn’t at fault for making you upset, he’s HEARTBROKEN. he doesn’t like seeing you that way and he’ll find the person that did it and make them pay for it. HOWEVER, if he was the cause of it, he almost turns into a wall and brushes it off, probably murmuring that you deserved whatever it is that made you cry.

U -Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

honestly no. he wouldn’t only bc he’s very much the person that finds the classics of being a yandere as the only way to do it. anything like killing your darling or along those lines are way to extreme for him and he doesn’t like it when others step out of line.

V - Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

SENJURO RENGOKU. his little brother is also his world and i think if you catch kyojuro in a situation where you can exploit senjuro, he might give in but honestly, it probably won’t hurt and it’ll be worse for you when he finally has you alone.

W - Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

like i said before, only if it was necessary. he wouldn’t ever intentionally hurt you if you didn’t deserve it. he doesn’t like seeing you hurt and he hates seeing you cry so only if it came to you being a brat would he then actively physically punish you.

X - Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

ehhhhhh, not really. he sees this relationship as 50/50 however he did kinda worship you when he wasn’t your boyfriend/husband but he would go different lengths in order to win you over. he doesn’t really care what he has to do, he will make you his whether you like it or not.

Y - Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

tbh, it doesn’t take long before he snaps. if he sees you going out with someone and he feels like you might leave him, that’ll be a point. if he sees you being too free, that might be another point. in general, less than a year before he snaps. hell, less than half a year.

Z - Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

mentally, YES! physically, if he needed to. but not to the point where he’s killed you.

#yandere demon slayer #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer #demon slayer imagine #demon slayer x reader #Kimetsu no Yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba imagine #rengoku kyojuro x reader #kyojuro rengoku #kyojuro rengoku imagine #yandere kyojuro rengoku

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mellowswriting · 3 years

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Helping Hand

pairing || Din Djarin x fem!Reader

summary || The clasps on bras should not be so fucking difficult. It’s a good thing Mando doesn’t mind lending you a helping hand.

word count || 4,873

warnings || SMUT! p in v sex, kinda rough tbh, desperate Mando, cockwarming, a singular spank, love confessions bc I am soft for this man

a/n || this was uh...something! I firmly believe that Mandalorians waste zero time once they find their person. Once they have them, they have them. No such thing as rushing to a Mandalorian, especially our TinCanMan. also, this gif destroys me

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The second you saw the bra as you perused the marketplace, your face lit up. The fabric was rich in color and ridiculously soft and you knew the second you had your hands on it that you were buying it. It wasn’t too expensive, a few credits more than what you’d usually be willing to pay for clothes, but hey, you deserved to splurge every now and then. You practically bounced with excitement as you made your way back to the Crest where Mando and the little green kiddo you adored waited for your return. It was nice to get some time to yourself, time where you didn’t have to chase after a rambunctious kid or have to squeeze past Mando’s huge frame in the small spaces of the Crest, but what could you say?

You missed your boys.

The ramp lowered as you drew closer and you smiled. Mando must have seen you approaching. The sight of him standing in the cockpit with the sleeping child cradled in his arm made your chest bloom with happiness. You paused on your way to set your bag on your bunk, distracted by the uncomfortable looking angle he held his arm at, and let out a quiet laugh. Mando’s silent tendencies left you to observe the way he held himself to discern how he was feeling, and after months of living with him, you could gauge him easily by the tilt of his helmet, the way he held his shoulders. You may not be fluent in Mando’a, but you were fluent in your Mandalorian.

“He wakes up the second you lay him down, huh?” You asked, a teasing smile on your face. The sharp way he looked to you only confirmed your suspicion and you bit your lip to hold back another chuckle. “Here, let me.”

The child didn’t even stir when you fluidly slipped him from Mando’s arms and slowly settled him into the metallic cradle he slept in. Mando sighed loudly behind you, the sound roughed slightly by the modulator. “How are you so good at that?”

“It’s what I’m here for, isn’t it?” You turned and almost knocked back into the cradle at the proximity of the beskar-clad warrior, a mere few inches between your chests. Heat flared across your face. “It’s just, uh… just lotsa practice.”

Mando hummed quietly and you instinctively looked to his shoulders and his hands, trying to gauge his mood. They were relaxed, the tension he always carried about him eased for the moment. Content, if you had to guess. It made you smile up at him, brighter than any sun in the galaxy. There weren't many times you saw him without that ready-to-action tension that plagued his surely sore muscles - almost always when the three of you were in the Crest, safe together as you hurtled through space. He turned just as quickly as he had approached you, stepping out of your space to set the coordinates to Nevarro, and you felt like you could finally exhale.

Bag in hand, you practically stumbled into your bunk and pulled out the pretty bra you were so excited to put on - inky black, accentuated with intricately designed lace and a harness-like back. You pulled off your clothes quickly, stripping down entirely bare to slip into a soft pair of sleeping shorts. It would take a while to get back to Nevarro; you might as well be comfortable for it. The process of undressing while the Crest drew away from solid ground used to have you half naked and on the ground from the jostling, but thankfully you had grown proficient at balancing yourself through the rough takeoffs.

A quiet sigh escaped you at the brush of the luxurious cloth against your bare skin, deft fingers latching the clasps at your back. It was a welcome change to the usual bras you wore. The straps were a bit too loose, allowing the cups to droop slightly from your breasts, and you fumbled to tighten them. It was just out of your grasp, your fingers grappling uselessly for the elusive adjuster as you huffed in annoyance.

“Need a hand?” Mando’s voice behind you made you startle almost comically and whirl around, one hand pressed against your chest where your heart was battering against your ribs. How in the hell did he always manage to move so silently? Heat bloomed up your neck and across your face unbiddenly. Sure, it wasn’t the first time he had seen you in some state of undress - living in such close quarters and the fact that Mando apparently never learned how to knock had him walking in on you often. But there was no denying the difference in you standing before him dressed practically in lingerie.

“Uh, y-yeah, if you could?” You stuttered, internally groaning at your sudden inability to speak. The thick tension of the air could have choked you as you stared Mando down awkwardly until he twirled his finger, silently commanding you to turn around, and you could just die. “You just have to slide the, uh, adjuster up towards my shoulder.”

Mando said nothing and before you could move your hair out of his way, one gloved hand gathered it to settle over your shoulder and you had to tamp down on the shiver that tried to wriggle up your spine. He fiddled with the straps silently, leaving you to wrangle with your bordering on desperate need to climb the giant man behind you like a tree and lose yourself in the pleasures you could bring each other.

You weren’t blind, nor were you stupid. Far from it, actually. Reading people was a gift you had possessed from a young age - one’s intent could easily be sussed by the specific light in their eyes, the slightest change in their tone, the barely-there shift in their body language. Mando may not speak often, you may not be able to watch for the arch of an eyebrow or the quirk of a lip, but you could still read him like a book.

The fear of complication warred with your need. The child was a beacon of light in your life when you thought there could never be anything but swallowing darkness. He was a reminder of the little things that made everything else worth it - every coo, every small smile as he slept, every time he came running up to you or Mando on his little legs. Even when you were having to explain over and over again that no, he couldn’t eat the buttons off of the comlink, he brought you more joy than you could imagine.

It didn’t help that every day spent flying through hyperspace left you growing closer to the Mandalorian. Even when there was nothing but silence between you, it was comfortable, companionable. The final straw? Mando slept in your presence. The first time it happened had been entirely accidental. He was exhausted after a strenuous bounty, one that ran far longer than they fought for, and the second the coordinates had been set, Mando collapsed into the pilot’s seat and promptly passed out. Knowing that he was comfortable enough to fall asleep without second thought, that he trusted you enough to be vulnerable like that around you...you never felt more like you belonged.

And Mando? When he woke several hours later, feeling far more well-rested than usual, he saw you curled up in the seat next to him with the child cradled in your lap as the blur of hyperspace reflected in your eyes. You had smiled at him, sleepy but bright nonetheless, and he had never been more grateful for the helmet that hid his face. You were too smart, too observant - you would be able to read the love on his face plain as day.

That little green womp rat and his beskar covered father saved you when you thought there was nothing left. The idea of losing that made you nauseous. The idea of how complete your little family would feel if you gave in made you tempted.

It was complicated.

A modulated grunt of frustration came from the man behind you as he couldn’t get a solid hold on that damn adjuster and you bit back a laugh. A Mandalorian, a warrior - bested by some plastic and fabric. Something fell to the ground, landed on the metal floor with two quiet thwaps, and before you could glance down to see what it was, warm bare fingers slid between the strap and your skin. This time there’s no stopping the almost violent shiver that racked your body, paired with an embarrassingly sharp exhale, and Maker your resolve was crumbling to pieces.

“Tell me when.” Mando rumbled once his nimble fingers finally wrapped around the plastic, his modulator vibrating right in your ear in the most delicious way. The strap tightened slowly as his fingers slid up, the cup of the bra finally flush against your skin, and your voice was hoarse when you whispered ‘when’.

Instead of simply reaching for the other strap, his warm palm made a lazy path across your skin, pausing for a breath between your shoulder blades before slipping under the thin fabric. He repeats the movement, tightening the strap until you clear your throat and manage to say in a stronger tone, “T-there is fine.”

Mando hummed, his fingertips gliding over the soft skin of your shoulder and holy hell, his chest was practically pressed to your back and there was no way he wasn’t being a giant tease. “Just fine?”

“Perfect,” You corrected, your voice breathy, eyes threatening to flutter shut as that hand trailed over your shoulder to trace along the line of the cup of your bra. Goosebumps followed Mando’s touch, raised as your body’s desperate testament to the need that had vibrated through you. You just barely caught a glimpse of those tanned hands, hands you had seen a few times as he took care of the more delicate aspects of cleaning of his weapons, and you whispered, “You’re p-perfect.”

Mando gripped your hip suddenly, your soft flesh soft a beautiful contrast to his calloused hands, and it was the dip of his fingertips underneath the hem of your shorts that made you lean back into him fully, your head tilted back against his shoulder. A rumbled moan vibrated from his chest and into your back, felt all the way through his chestplate, as you “You want this, sweet girl?”

You nodded quickly. “H-how? How can we…”

“Leave it to me,” Mando murmured, preoccupied with the heat of your bare skin under his hands as he finally broke, finally explored the body of the woman he had fallen in love with in the months since his clan had expanded to three. “Just...tell me you want this. Please.”

Mando’s voice was rough and desperate even through the modulator and you nodded without a second thought. You knew you were in for it just from the way he pushed you further into your bunk to let the door slide shut behind him. No fanfare, no fuss. Mando was certain. He was going for what he wanted, and it lit a fire in you.

You sat on the edge of the bed, your heart racing as Mando methodically unclasped his armor, his visor trained on you with each piece that came off - and it hit you. This was actually happening.

Finally.

You grinned up at the t-shaped visor of his helmet and pulled him closer by the hem of his duraweave pants, his grunt of approval stoking the flames of your need. He pulled his shirt off fluidly and your hands froze where they were trying to undo his pants as you admired the sight of so much bare skin.

“So handsome,” You whispered before kissing just below his navel, smiling into his skin at the way his hand buried in your hair. Mando hummed under your gentle touch, under the trail of your tongue against his skin. It had been so long, too long since he had any form of gentle touch, you knew that. Touch starved, that was the term.

You would fix that.

You trailed your hand over his ribs, fingertips leaving goosebumps in their wake when your nails scratched him lightly. Finally having your hands on him had you almost giddy, your heart flying in your chest as you slowly kissed down his stomach to the tent in his pants, nerves and need warring in your belly. You wanted to learn every piece of your Mandalorian - his scars and their stories, where to kiss when you wanted to hear those intoxicating groans, his favorite places for you to bite and dig your nails into. You wanted to break him in the best possible way, destroy that headstrong restraint and discipline so he could destroy you in return.

All it took was a teasing press of your tongue against the outline of his cock to make him snatch you up off of the bed with a firm hand at your jaw and you couldn’t help but smile. His helmet tilted slightly as he took you in, grinning at him like the cat that got the canary, eyes sparkling with excitement, and he gripped your shorts with his other hand hard enough to pop the hem.

“Off.” Mando rumbled and you immediately shimmied out of them as quickly as you could with his hand still holding your face firmly. The second the fabric no longer hindered his access, he ran his hand over your ass, greedy fingers digging into the firm flesh of one cheek. “Such a good listener. Aren’t you, sweet girl?”

You pressed closer as you nodded, desperate to feel his body against yours, and your eyes fell closed at the warmth of the skin to skin contact of your chest against his. As much as you loved the bra you wore, you wanted to feel nothing between you. It was easy to slip off and Mando’s hand instantly left your jaw to trace along your breast. It amazed you how gentle he could be; those big hands capable of incapacitating, capable of killing, gently palming your skin and tweaking your nipple. A breathy chuckle met your ears and only then did you realize you were arching up into his touch.

“I won’t be gentle.” Mando warned.

You grinned, heat shuddering down your spine at the roughness of his tone. “Who says I want you to be?”

You were on your back before you could even blink, the impact against the bed pulling a gasp from you. Mando made an image painted by the gods: stood over you, chest heaving with each harsh breath, cock straining proudly against his pants. That was the last thing you saw before his hand slapped against the light control on the wall and the entire bunk plunged into darkness.

A hand wrapped around your ankle and yanked you against a pair of firm thighs, forcing out a yelp that morphed into a low whine when your legs were spread wide. Without your vision to guide you, you had to rely on your hearing, your sense of touch, and the low clank of metal on metal and rustling of fabric had you confused until his warm, entirely naked body slid over yours and you heard the first tones of Mando’s voice - unmodulated, raw and low in your ear.

“You need me, huh? You need this?” Mando growled, sliding down to grind his cock against you, and he grinned impishly at the desperation of your whimper, at the way you angled your hips to try to slide him inside of you. “Let me take what I want and I’ll give you what you need.”

You could have cried out when he pulled back, could have begged him to stay and fuck you already, but the feeling of his lips latching onto your neck made your voice melt into unintelligible groans. You buried your hands in his hair, memorizing the soft way the curls fell through your fingers. The combination of his teeth and tongue were sure to leave a mark, one you would wear with pride for anyone to see. It was the first of many lovebites he left on your skin, trailed down your neck and over your chest and delivered between significantly gentler bites and licks to your breasts. Your hips moved entirely of their own volition, legs wrapped around his waist to rub against his stomach.

Mando’s hands found your hips and pressed them down, pressing you flush to the bed hard enough that you knew you would have bruises, ones you would relish as long as they lasted. You had never felt more desperate to be touched, tension rocketing tighter and tighter in your core.

“So needy, mesh’la.” Mando rumbled as he shoved you further up the bed. He delivered a sharp bite to your thigh and you jumped, a laugh bubbling up from your chest at the suddenness and the way he eased the mark with his tongue. You carded your fingers through his hair again and his chest rumbled, almost as if he were purring. Just as you were about to comment on it, tell him how cute it was that he reacted so beautifully to your touch, his tongue slid through your wet heat.

“Fuck!” You exclaimed, the grip you had in his curls tightening harshly as you tried to roll your hips to grind against his face, but he pinned your hips with sure hands. Not to be hindered, you pressed your heels into his back and still managed tiny hitches and Mando chuckled at your determination. His tongue rolled over your clit, over and over until you were crying out at the sparks of pleasure radiating through your core.

His mouth left you for a split second, just long enough to slick his fingers with his spit, and his tongue descended back to your clit as two fingers rubbed tiny circles against your entrance. You were almost incoherent in your begging, your voice slurred, words cut off in the middle - and then two thick fingers slid into your cunt, his lips wrapped around your clit, and you thought your heart stopped with the intensity of it all.

After what could have been an eternity or a mere half second, Mando pumped his fingers slowly and your entire world imploded around you. The groan that left your lover was exhilarating. He mumbled against you, something about the tightest fucking cunt he’s ever had, before his tongue went back to town, flicking over your clit as his fingers curled into that sweet spot deep inside you. Your back arched of its own volition, your entire body tensing as Mando rocketed you to your climax.

“Can’t wait anymore.” Was the only warning you got before he pulled away, leaving you to flutter around nothing, and a high whine left your throat as Mando leaned over you and yanked your thighs up to hook further over his hips. His lips fell to yours and you groaned at the taste of your arousal, your hand cupping his jaw and reveling in the scratch of his stubble against your skin. The heavy weight of his cock pressed against your thigh until he angled himself to press right against your entrance, and -

“Wait!” You gasped and Mando froze entirely. You reached between you to grasp his cock, groaning at the thick girth that you knew would split you open beautifully. “Let me... let me make you feel good, too.”

“Won’t last, mesh’la,” Mando growled, his forehead pressed to yours as he fucked into your hand despite his words. For just a moment you thought you had him, had gained some modicum of control as you stroked him with a firm hand, but he batted your hand away to pin above your head. “Need to bury my cock in your tight little cunt.”

“P-please! I need it, I need you to fuck me full.” You mewled so prettily for him and Mando broke.

The sound that left him was pulled from his very core, an almost feral growl radiating from his chest and leaving you shuddering underneath him, ready to beg until he finally shoved his cock into you, but before you could get a sound out you were flipped you onto all fours. You tried to steady yourself, to press your weight into your hands so you could grind your ass back against him, but a rough hand shoved between your shoulder blades until your face and chest were flush against the blankets beneath you.

“You want me to claim this cunt?” Mando breathed into your ear as he settled his chest against your back, gliding the head of his cock through your slit teasingly. A dark chuckle followed your pitiful whine. “Oh I think I will. Stuff you full of my cum so everyone knows who you belong to.”

Mando pulled back and steadied a hand at your hip, the other pulling your cheeks apart as he finally slid home. Inch after devastating inch filled your cunt, the familiar stretch on just the right side of painful. A sinful, wrecked groan came from behind you and despite yourself, despite being face down ass up for a warrior, you felt powerful.

“S-so fucking tight,” Mando stuttered out as he gave a small push forward, pressing even further into your heat despite being buried to the hilt already, short, aborted thrusts as he tried to let you adjust to his girth.

“Please, please, please,” You huffed out with each exhale, and if you were in your right mind you might have been at least slightly embarrassed by the desperation of your begging, but you were aching for him to move. You clenched around him, reveling in the punched-out sound it drew from him, and finally, finally he drew back halfway to shove back into you sharply.

Mando didn’t fuck you - the word ‘fuck’ wasn’t enought to encompass the way he drove into you over and over, shoved you further into the sheets with his teeth buried in your shoulder. You wanted to be destroyed, and Maker did he deliver, pressed against that sweet spot deep inside you and making your writhe beneath him. It took a moment to find your voice amongst the harsh thrusts, but the sound of you whimpering ‘Mando…’ over and over had your lover delivering a sharp swat to your ass before yanking you up by your hair and bracing your ass on his thighs, his pace unfaltering.

“S-such a sweet little thing,” Mando stuttered, one hand holding you by your neck, keeping you flush against him, and the other sliding down to toy with your clit, those calloused fingers rubbing in tight circles until you pressed your head to his shoulder and wailed. “Sound so pretty for me.”

You wanted to tell him how good he felt stretching you out, how much you loved this, how much you loved him, but there was no speaking when his thrusts punched the very air from your lungs. So you buried your hand in his hair and tightened, rolling your hips into every push of his own. The sharp pull of his hair seemed to egg him on and his hand slid up from your throat to tilt your head and capture your lips with his.

The angle was awkward, the kiss all teeth and tongue, and you wouldn’t trade it for anything. Mando drank in your every moan, every whine, and sang out his own in response, poured them out in a never ending stream that left you washed out in pleasure and pride. You reduced him to this. The tight clench of your cunt around him left the strong warrior slashed down to his most base instincts, left him to bury himself in you over and over as if he couldn’t bear to hold back.

Your begging was almost incoherent, words broken off halfway with each harsh thrust, but it all melted into one low cry when Mando toyed with your clit and ground against that sweet spot against you and you broke. The only thing that kept you upright was Mando’s strong grip on your body as your pleasure crested, sparked out all across your body and left you weak in the aftermath of ecstasy. Your hand fell loose in his hair, still tangled in his curls but just barely staying put.

Mando laid you down almost sweetly, flipped your weak body around to lie on your back and settled between your thighs. He growled low in your ear when you hooked your ankles over his lower back and whined so prettily for him as he pushed himself deep into your cunt - right where he belonged. His thrusts were shorter, stunted in his relentless chase for release inside of your body, leaving you hanging in the precipice between pleasure and overstimulation.

“Feel so good,” You whispered in his ear, gasping when he buried his face in your neck and latched onto your skin with rough presses of teeth and tongue. The pace of his thrusts stuttered when you clenched around him, urging him to let go.

“Where?” Mando grunted low into your skin, unable to find the words to finish his thoughts but you knew. You knew what he wanted, the desperate want you both shared.

“Inside!” You gasped out in a rough voice, almost desperate in tone, and locked your legs around his waist tighter, using the newfound leverage to meet each of his thrusts. “Please, please cum inside me.”

The choked off sound in your ear was downright addictive and paired with the airtight grip on your hips as he pressed flush against your body and flooded you with his release....well, you wouldn’t be able to live without it, without him. Mando collapsed, crushed you underneath his weight with his cock still nestled in your tight heat. Maker, he was heavy but you never felt safer. He panted in your ear, the ghost of each breath curling across your skin like a loving caress and you could feel the curve of his lips where he smiled against you, a smile you matched.

Your fingers buried in his hair once more, scratching against his scalp in slow, gentle circles, and the delighted whimper he gave sounded like it came from anyone but the rough and tumble warrior who just railed you into oblivion. One of his hands writhed up between your chests to cup your breast, the gun-calloused skin of his palm a harsh contrast to the soft, unmarred skin of your chest.

“Mando…” You chuckled in a tone of warning when those fingers tweaked your nipple, sending sparks echoing across your skin.

“Din,” He grunted in your ear before taking the lobe between his teeth and worrying it with his tongue, only pulling back when you made a small noise of confusion. “Din Djarin. You should know the name of the man who claims you.”

Your heart stuttered, racing to match the pace of your thoughts. This...this was a huge deal for him, you knew that. Your arms tightened around him almost of their own volition as it hit you - this union meant as much to him as it did to you.

Mando - Din was yours.

You were his.

“Cyare,” Din whispered at the small noise that left you, propping himself up on his elbows to hover over you despite not being able to see you. You followed his movements as best you could, not wanting to jostle around enough for his softening cock to slip from your body. “Are you okay? Was...Was this not-”

“No! No, I...damn it,” You stumbled over your words in your rush to reassure him, reaching up to hesitantly place your hands on either side of his face, giving him plenty of time to stop you in case you crossed a line. He didn’t. Rough stubble met your fingers and you laughed wetly in disbelief. You couldn’t believe your luck. “I love you. I have from the start.”

Din’s breath caught in his throat and he pressed his face back into your neck as he returned the sentiment, his words muffled and cracking under the weight they carried. You giggled at the way his tongue met your neck, surely adding to the multitude of marks he already left there, but tilted your head back for more access nonetheless. He was right - he laid his claim on you, buried his seed as deep inside you as he could and left the imprint of his teeth across your skin for all to see.

“A clan of three, right?” You said before kissing his temple, yours eyes slipping closed as your exhausted reared.

“Yes, sweet girl. A clan of three.” Din rumbled. The vibration of his chest only lulled you further into slumber and the last thing you heard before the sleep overtook you was Din whispering, almost to himself, “My own little aliit.”

#din djarin x reader #din djarin #mando x reader #the mandalorian #mandalorian x reader #din djarin x you #mando x you #the mandalorian x you #din djarin x y/n #mando x y/n #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal character fanfiction

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krisdreaming · 3 years

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6 | SWEATER

｢ Masterlist ｣

Pairing: Kozume Kenma x gn!reader

Prompt: “I got you a Christmas sweater!”

WC: 900

A/N: Feat. streamer!Kenma bc tbh streamer Kenma is e v e r y t h i n g to me, and idek why :’)

It’s a bit comical, really. Kenma’s streaming room is normally sparsely decorated. Aside from a few strategically placed posters on the walls, there isn’t much else to add visual interest. He likes to keep it clean and uncluttered. Ever since the first of December, however, the slice of wall that’s within the camera frame has been decked out with a festive garland and lights. He’s even strung some multi-colored lights along the top of his chair.

He claims it’s all for the viewers. He says they get a kick out of seeing the Christmas decorations this time of year, and that’s all there is to it. You know better, though. You heard him humming softly to himself as he put them up. The rest of the house has been your domain to decorate, but this little corner belongs to him.

You stand outside the room now, rapping softly on the door jamb as you peer in through the partly open door. Kenma turns his head a bit and motions to you with a flick of his fingers. It’s his signal to you that it’s alright to enter.

“Hey,” You say, grinning as he leans his head back on his chair, looking up at you with a lopsided half smile. You lean down as he cranes his neck a little farther, pressing a quick upside down kiss to your lips.

“The stream is starting in a few minutes,” He informs you, eyes returning to his computer screen as he taps a few keys before swiveling his chair in your direction. “Did you get the gifts you wanted?”

“Yup,” You lift the shopping bag into his line of sight, “And I got something for you, too.”

“Yeah?” He reaches for his headphones, sliding them around his neck. “I won’t look,” He assures you.

“No, it’s for now!” You reach into the bag and pull out the sweater, holding it on display for him. He quirks an eyebrow, looking from it to you. “I got you a Christmas sweater!” You say unnecessarily, “I thought maybe you could wear it to stream.”

“There’s a cat on it,” He says, lips twitching against the smile you know he’s holding back. You hum in agreement. “It’s wearing a Santa hat,” He purses his lips, still fighting the smile.

“I knew you’d love it,” You say smugly as he sets his headphones back on his desk and unzips his hoodie.

“I didn’t say I love it,” He says as he reaches for it, tugging it over his head anyway.

“You didn’t have to,” You reach out and pinch his cheek gently as he adjusts the sweater, laughing at the way his nose crinkles in distaste. “It’s so cute on you,” You coo, earning a disgruntled eye roll. “And don’t worry, I have the matching one!” You reach into the bag again and show him the sweater you’d purchased for yourself.

He huffs out a soft chuckle. “Of course you do,” He shakes his head, then reaches for his headphones. “I’m starting the stream now,” He says, settling them down over his ears. For just a few moments before leaving the room, you take in the sight of him in the sweater, framed by the decorations behind him. It makes quite the festive picture, and you know it’s going to come up in the chat. You lean in for one last quick kiss before you duck out to let him do his thing.

Whenever he streams, it means you have some time to yourself. Sometimes you’ll run some errands or do housework or go out with friends, but on this cold winter night you’re content to have a quiet evening. After you put away your other purchases and the dishwasher is humming in the kitchen, you prepare yourself a mug of tea and carry it to your bedroom.

Cozied up under the covers with the new book you’d been dying to read, you don’t even realize how late it’s getting until Kenma comes in. You set your book aside as he shuffles around the room getting ready for bed. When he tosses the sweater in the hamper, you speak up. “So, did they like it?”

He nods, lifting the covers and slipping in next to you. “Yeah, they liked it,” he confirms, “A couple of people asked where it came from. Someone guessed that you made me wear it.” He chuckles.

“I’ll get you a link for it,” You promise, “And I didn’t <i>make you</i> wear it,” You shove his shoulder playfully, and he turns to you with a soft smile.

“I know,” He murmurs, “But they don’t have to know that.” You shove him again, and he laughs.

“You can’t lie to me,” You say, “I know how much you like the sweater and your decorations. It’s okay to like Christmas, you know. It’s a pretty great holiday.”

“Yeah,” He sighs, leaning against you and sliding his hand down your arm to squeeze your fingers, “I like it, but I’ll be just as happy when it’s over. It just gets so busy. It’s exhausting.”

“We’re not busy now,” You say softly, leaning your head on his shoulder. He rests his cheek on the top of your head.

“Nope,” He murmurs, and you feel the press of his lips on the crown of your head. You turn to look at him, leaning in to kiss the small smile on his lips. “This part of Christmas time isn’t so bad,” He hums, knocking his nose against yours and pressing one more kiss to your lips.

#Haikyuu #Haikyuu imagines #Haikyuu fluff #Kozume Kenma #Kozume Kenma x reader #Kenma x reader #Haikyuu x reader #hqd fluffmas #queued

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indomies · 3 years

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#showyourprocess

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sabrina @lanwangiji tagged me to show how i made my zayn’s birthday edit! check out her explanation on this mesmerizing zayn’s edit

1. PLANNING

It’s Zayn’s birthday, I ought to make something because so far I have made birthday posts for Louis, Niall and Liam. I didn’t participate in his birthday challenge so I had more time to create something for his birthday. I saw this post by @spaceniall and instantly fell in love with it. It's so clean, so neat, an amazing edit. I had that post tagged for inspo and because my Louis’s birthday edit was a bit “grand”, I thought I should make something simple.

I went to look for some photos of Zayn everywhere. Literally e v e r y w h e r e. I saved every photo I found beautiful and there were a LOT. I asked my friends for adjectives that describe Louis best and added them on my Louis’s birthday post, and I followed that approach for this edit. I asked several friends what they think of Zayn and collected the adjectives.

This was a time where I haven’t used trello board, so I put all the adjectives in a google doc. Seriously I swear by trello board, they make my life easier.

After I had all the photos and the adjectives, I went to pinterest to look for the color palette. I forgot how and why I came up with this color scheme, but I believed I wanted something pastel and muted color.

I had this idea to make an evergreen birthday post. I didn’t want to state any “happy birthday zayn” or his age on the graphic. I didn’t want to make all the edits to have his face because I wanted to showcase my graphics and typography style lmao. So I came up with 2 pictures with Zayn’s face and one central picture with his name. And I’m obsessed with space stuffs so this birthday edit is space themed.

2. PROCESSING

This is one of my earliest edits that I made in Illustrator, though I used Photoshop as well.

2.1 REMOVING PICTURES BACKGROUND

Remember I saved a LOT of Zayn’s photos? Yeah? Well I had a hard time choosing the right one. I asked Sabrina to help lmao. After I agreed with myself which photos I would use, I opened Photoshop and prayed it won’t crash after 5 min.

I uploaded the 2 photos and then I used selection on Zayn and then clicked inverse and deleted the background. Recently I found this website who can delete your background in 1 min, tbh that’s a life saver. I recommend using them, if you hate removing backgrounds with Photoshop.

I saved the backgroundless Zayn’s photos as png. And we’re moving on to the next step

2.2 THE TYPOGRAPHY

I only used Photoshop to remove the backgrounds. Now onto Illustrator. Always pray it won’t close by itself every 5 min.

I don’t really remember which dimension I used, but I suspect it’s 600x700 px. I made 3 artboards and loaded the color palette I found from Pinterest. I made 3 rectangles as the backgrounds for each picture and filled them with my desired colors, 2 pink and 1 green. Green being the standalone was put in the middle.

A bit of excursion based on my experience

When you open an artboard in Illustrator, you’ll see a white background. When you save the file you’ve worked on, it’ll actually be transparent. That’s why I always draw a rectangle as a background so it has a solid color.

I focused on ZAYN (middle pic) first because I wanted that to be the main focus. I don’t remember the font I used and I already deleted all files. I followed this tutorial to make the text. Basically you write your text first and choose effect > 3d > extrude and bevel > isometric top. Changed the colors according to my color palette.

I moved on to the first picture, Zayn and the adjectives. I uploaded his photo to the artboard and put it in the middle. I wanted the adjectives to encircle him. I just followed this tutorial on how to make the effect. I made that text effect because that reminded me of the saturn ring lmao.

2.3 THE GRAPHIC DETAILS

Once I got the typography done, I made stars and moon to make the edits merrier and more space themed.

For the stars you can follow this tutorials. For the moon I made 2 circles, one of them was bigger. I put the smaller one in front and click minus front (I think). For the saturn planet, I made a circle with filling and an oval with stroke only, putting the oval infront of the circle and delete the back part of the ring (I hope this makes sense).

I have these lines around Zayn, my intention was to make Zayn pop and kind of crown him or give him a glowy effect sort-of.

All I did was follow this tutorial and delete the lines at the top, because I didn’t want it to be too crowded. Then I put some stars and planets at the top to balance it.

2.4 FINISHING TOUCHES & EXPORTING

I rearranged some things, zoomed out the artboard so I could see everything as one post and picked and deleted some unwanted things. After I was satisfied, I added my watermark and it was my old url, I just typed louistomlinboo. (Now I made a logo-ish and use that as my watermark and the logo is not dependent on my url)

Ok I lied I used Photoshop again… so I had these adjectives in 2.1 that encircled him right but some parts of the texts are above him. I exported my Illustrator file as a psd, uploaded it on Photoshop and used layer mask magic to delete the texts that were above him to create an illusion that the texts went around and under him you know. See the picture below, some texts are beneath him.

For this picture I exported the png file from Photoshop, the rest directly from Illustrator.

This was when I learned I needed to scale up, because on Illustrator they all look good in terms of quality. But when I posted it, the quality was reduced. That time I just exported as big as the dimensions and I was disappointed with the quality when it’s on tumblr.

3. POSTING

I uploaded the 3 pictures I have on tumblr and chose “happy birthday zayn” with star symbols/emojis to keep up with the space theme.

So I always write out what my caption will be with the “rich text” option.

Then I go to this color html website to add the gradient color in the caption and remove the “;” with “ “ in here. Once I have everything, I change rich text to html so I can put the text with color in html mode.

Put some tags related to Zayn. (self promotion time lol. i have compiled tags for 1d creators check them out here)

I finished I think a week earlier before Zayn's birthday so I saved it on draft. I posted around midnight (my timezone is CET), because oh boy it is a competition with birthday post lmao. That’s what I feel like at least. You know, everyone wants to make a birthday post, I feel I have a better chance If I post something first. Whenever I have something done earlier before a certain due date, I either save it on draft or schedule it so it’ll be posted automatically.

Yeah that’s it! It’s not as detailed as before I think because the files are deleted sorry!

i’m tagging:

@spaceniall for this wonderful niall’s birthday edit

@she-fearlesss for this magnificent louis’s birthday gifset

@finewalls for this mesmerizing animation

@louitomlinson (i know you’re not that active but if you want and can!) for this amazing edit

and @tomlinsun for this cool edit

#showyourprocess #bacotan belle

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mangomingi · 4 years

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ateez’s reaction to reader wearing their stolen clothes

a/n; i am VERY soft for ateez rn and i struggled to keep them in character im sorry

seonghwa;

you stole one of his sweaters right

he asks you out on a date to the movies with him,, and you most definitely want to wear his shirt because it’s just so comfortable

when you meet up with him and when his eyes land on you,, he’d just go ô_ô

he’d ask why you have it and when you tell him you stole it when you were "doing laundry for him”

highly unlikely to fall for it because you know how hwa is, almost literally a neat freak

but he doesn’t mind because he thinks you’re the cutest little angel on earth ;w;

hongjoong;

somehow one of his bright-colored hoodies came to your possession mysteriously (you totally didn’t steal it you swear)

he’s at the dorms n about to customize some of his clothes when he notices one of his hoodies missing

you come to visit the boys with hongie’s hoodie on

he’d come into the lounge room (like where they all hang out and play games and stuff) and when he sees you, he can’t help it but to smile goofily at you

“you look so cute, baby,” he’d say and give you a small kith on the cheek aaAA

he’d abandon his plans on diy’ing any clothes just to admire you and your cuteness

yunho;

you snatched one of his button-up shirts

he invites you to one of their concerts in your town and gives you a pass to the backstage

after the concert, you’d go backstage to meet up with yunho (and the other boys as well)

he’d notice it from a few meters away

he’d run to you with the widest puppy smile ever and scoop you into his arms to twirl you around

”next time you steal my clothes inform me so i don’t freak out pls”

yeosang;

his cuddly flannel shirt had made its way to your wardrobe

he sends you a text to come to the skate park asap so he could teach you how to skate

you’d show up in the shirt and when he sees you, it’s over for you

“why do you always have to steal my things, y/n? you’re honestly lucky you’re cute and my gf/bf” he’d whine about it but tbh he’s dying inside bc wow

just can’t concentrate on teaching you so you’d just go to the dorms to cuddle

“how did i ever get so lucky with you” omgUHH

san;

you had robbed him of his thickest & warmest winter jacket

he’d wonder where it went so he calls you “hey babe, you got any idea where i could have put my jacket??”

you’re playing innocent,, “idk but can we go grab a coffee??”

he can’t just say no to seeing his soulmate so he accepts & y’all meet up at the local café which happens to be the place you two first met & went onto your first date at

he sees you entering the café with his jacket on and he’d be like (*/ω＼)

he’s 100% ok with you wearing his clothes and offers to lend you every piece of clothing he can think of (except underwear tho-)

mingi;

you stole one of his t-shirts !! it’s v big

he asks you to come over to the dorms to ‘play games’

so you go, wearing his shirt that he probably hasn’t noticed to go missing because he just has enough t-shirts to wear so losing one isn’t a big deal

when you arrived, he opened the door for you and saw you wearing his shirt and he’d just (´♡ ‿ ♡`)

the games can wait, he has to drown you in his love for u rn!!

”we could match someday, right, honey??” (´,,•ω•,,)♡

wooyoung;

you had taken his fav beanie & he has no idea

you had planned a date at the ice rink to go skating and to get hot chocolate with him

you were the first one to arrive,, and when he walked toward you with a grin

“so you stole my beanie!” he accuses and attacks you with a kiss, taking off the beanie from your head and ruffling your hair,,

you feel like teasing him, “i had to, it looks way better on me than you”

you swear you’ve never seen anyone so happy lol

jongho;

you had stolen his fuzzy knit sweater because it’s so warm

he asks you to come over to cook for him & the boys because they miss your cooking

you arrive at the dorms but san opens the door because you asked him to not let jongho do it so it would be a surprise to him

jongho still makes his way to greet you at the door and when he helps you take off your coat, he pretends to be shocked

“how dare you make my heart flutter like this, y/n!” he’d playfully whine when in reality he’s just really happy that you decided to wear it today so he gets to not only cuddle you but to feel the warmth of his own shirt ?? if that makes sense

jongho being the big babie he is he’s just soft for u (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

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woomy-in-pain · 4 years

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Hypmic First Impressions

Sorry I'm late to the party, I heard we were talking about rap and Idols so now I'm here to simp. Also, it's my first time about Hypmic so don't take seriously what my dumb ass is writing, I just clearly wrote the first thing which came in my no thoughts-head empty mind www

Ikebukuro Division: Buster Bros

I have no idea who they really are but I stan them cuz HHHH HETEROCHROMIA

Yamada Ichiro

He looooow-key looks like a shonen protagonist

He thinks he's cool and mature while the only things he does is being arrogant

Only has one braincell and everyone has enough of him god SHUT UP

But for some reason I still imagine him being a flirt and a low-key popular one

He reminded me at first of Ace Trappola from Twst and I have no idea why.

A dork. And he has two (2) ahoges so ofc he's twice dumber

I not so low-key wanna sit on his lap and call him sexy o///o

Yamada Jiro

No offense but I kinda want to punch his face-

Pretty popular among both girls and boys, he got a whole fanclub all around

He's the bitchy one that thinks he's better than anyone. Would let you take a selfie with him before telling you he's too good for you haha thank you next

But he still has some braincells so he knows when to stop

He's a jock who plays basketball or something, fight me on this

His hair looks rlly cool tbh

Yamada Saburo

*GAAAASP*

A BABY

HE CUTE

IDK PROTECC HIM ????

His hair looks all mofu mofu hhhhhhh

This apart, I honestly think he's an actual demon inside

Mock him for his cute baby face and he's already planning 7 different ways to murder you

Knows how to kick your ass and isn't afraid to show you how

Yokohama Division: Mad Trigger Crew

They kinda make me think to TRIGGER from iDOLISH7 and no, it's not because of the name.

Aohitsugi Samatoki

He's hot and I can feel a good part of the Fandom simping for him am I wrong

I understand why ngl

He looks ready to murder you with his dead stare

BUT !! Do not fear my child !!!

He has the ．☆．。．:*･°𝕚𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣°･*:．。．☆．

Sweet honey, there's even two of them ????

I'm sure he looks all intimadating cuz otherwise nobody would take him seriously

But is he a bigger dork than Ichiro ??? That is the question.

Aruma Juto

?????????????

Is that Lucifer and Sebastian's child ???

He iridiates mafioso vibes so much, I won't trust him with my life

He almost looks too strict for me to imagine him being in a rap battle

Didn't want to spoil myself but it seems that group has something to do with Yakuzas and shit

So now I'm nothing but w h e e z i n g about imagining Yakuzas settling accounts with rap battles

But it's also kinda hot too aight o///o

I'm sure that guy must secretly have some bdsm kink, idk I just feel it

Busujima Manson Rio

I don't know who you are but I'm already in love with you, just telling

Seriously ur so hot ughhhhh

I *do* get some Kentin vibes from My Candy Love and I'm totally gonna ignore that

He's a sweetheart <3

But he can still kick ur ass and burry you in ur shits.

Even if I ask him to bite me like he does with that medal, he won't do it cuz he's too pure and a good boi

Please protecc him

Shibuya Division: Fling Posse

It looks so colorful and pop, those guy will fight you with the power of moe and cute emojis before crushing you with their bare hands.

Amemura Ramuda

:o !!!

YOU'RE SO CUTE OMGGG

Seriously, I stan his aesthetics and his color scheme

He is Minaduki Rui's long lost twin, except he is the one who has inherited all the cute pop, colorful, cheerful genes

His smile can save the world, trust me on this one

I !!! Want !!! To !!! Caress !!! His !!! Hair !!!

He is a ball of sunshine

Surprisingly v smart ? Don't underestimate him or he'll beat you to death with the most beautiful smile ever <3

Yumeno Gentaro

Ohhhh it's the guy Saito Soma voices

He has a pretty face owo

When I look at his outfit, I absolutely can't imagine him rapping tbh

I'm sure he's actually a huge dramaqueen with an unique sense of beauty coming from the depths of space idk

He's not like the other girls so he chose a v old phone as his mic and he looks RAVISHING with it

Arisugawa Dice

He looks like some sort of gangsta

But like, a STYLISH gangsta

He makes the radio he's holding look so light when I know it would crush my shoulder :')

He's the cool one

He looks like the hot-blooded type who'd start fights as soon as you say he looks like shit

Lemme steal your coat sir-

His hair rlly looks soft… o///o but not as much as Ramuda's gomen

Shinjuku Division: Matenrō

I feel like this is the overly cheated group everyone looks up to and wants to beat up. Maybe some sort of veterans ???

Jinguji Jakurai

Those silky long hair !!!! :ooo

You look v fine sir

He has a mafia boss vibe

The type to always be quiet and deep in his thoughts. He's a mystery for everyone.

Have existential and philosophical questionings

"Why must this world be full of pain and suffuring ?" "I wish a world where everyone could be happy"… or something.

He honestly looks too soft for me to be evil, idk

Izanami Hifumi

Ohhhhhh

He's hot :o

I'm sure he's a womanizer tho

I mean, he's winking and holding a rose, if it isn't the weapons of a womanizer then I'm out

He's sooo flashy, he has fans at every corners

Might be super popular and a womanizer, he doesn't have any intentions of breaking your heart or being a douchebag cuz he's c l e a n

I really like him tbh and I want to burry my face in his hair

Kannonzaka Doppo

Is that Saeran Choi from another dimension ????

Excuse me sir, I think you should go see a therapist

He emanates so much anxiety and self-loath I can't help but feel the need to hug him and protect him

Poor guy must have a rough life, huh

I'm waiting for the day he'll snap and kill everyone

I feel like he would have some sort of sadomasochistic side ???

Nobody wants to be with him but the contrary works too

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