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Mlbb beginner and Ive played aurora chou layla and dyrroth so far. Im not in any group so dont ask me my role😭
But i do like fighting if you wanna know my preference
Hypersexualization is not the problem with katseye
Their sexual lyrics outfits and dances are not the problem. Many singers and artists have successfully rebranded in the past from child friendly to adult like miley cyrus for example. So going from touch to pinky up is not the problem imo.
The problem is that theyre STILL marketing to kids.
Even my little cousins still listen and follow katseye.
In the new hootie frutti music video theyre marketing slime and tictac while the camera aggressively zooms in on their body parts.
Ofcourse, its a brazillian funk, its gonna be sexual. Im personally all for this genre too, love these kinda songs.
But if youre gonna go from kid friendly to full on adult, do it right and commit. Dont be half in and half out or youre gonna make it weird. The company just wants to profit from both the target audiences without caring about the issues it creates, and it shows.
Most of the girls seem to enjoy their newer vibe and outfits, and i wanna ask people not to shame them for it. Ive seen comments about ppl shaming the girls for like the twerking choreos and short revealing outfits.
But its their personal taste and vibe, theyre allowed to like these things and be their own person. In a lot of their cultures, this is the norm too and not a culture shock.
I dont think the problem is the girls, its the way theyre being marketed.
This controversy is gonna make them super talked about in the short term and make the company a ton of money, but their doomed to fall after so much hate.
And its honestly SO sad and such a loss. In my personal opinion, a group of girls with so much chemistry, and complimenting talent is so rare. They have so much potential.
Being an hourglass/pear from the front while being small from the side😭
Wide hips small waist
My BONES are curvy, not like scurvy but surely
Its not even genetics, noone in my fam is small like me.
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[I mean ofc its genetics but you get the emotion]
[Let me know your thoughts!!]
[Fluff, committed, realistic, comfort, and almost more!]
He’s laying on my chest, finding cushion among my small breasts. I run my hands through his soft hair, fluffed out from his usual prim hairstyle. His black hoodie has slipped just enough for me to see the thin silver chain on his neck.
Our chests rise and fall together. His arms loosely hug my waist, his legs wrapped around mine. He’s breathing calmly, taking refuge in my arms like a child would.
I shift a little, and he lets out a small unconscious breath. I feel something against my knee.
“James!” I exclaim softly, still caressing his curls, surprised at the hardness of his member.
“Hm?” he mumbles absentmindedly. Realizing the disturbance, he shifts his hips away, pulling me tighter by the waist and burying his face deeper into my chest, waving the sudden hardness off.
I pause after a moment, retrieving my hands from his hair. “Is it because of the hair touching?” I ask softly.
He mumbles after a second, “It’s because of... everything.” He continues snuggling in the same position.
I resume touching his hair, intrigued by his casualness. Was this normal for guys?
“Are you just gonna leave it?”
He sighs into my breasts and hugs me once more.
“Is it gonna go away?” I ask again, softly concerned.
“Maybe...” he mutters.
Then he slowly looks up, our eyes meeting for the first time. His dark brown eyes catch the light from the white walls. “Or do you wanna take care of it?”
I blink, a slight smirk playing on my lips. “Nuh uh,” I say, shifting away slightly.
He lets out a small groan. “Why not?” his eyes soften like a puppy’s.
I hold his gaze, trying to hide my amusement. I shake my head ever so slightly.
“Fine...” he submits, lifting his head from my skin and resting it on his pillow.
I snuggle against his neck and chest. The faint smell of his expensive cologne lingers on the firm skin under his soft hoodie.
“You’re so hot,” I mumble subconsciously.
He lowers his eyes, searching mine. “What’s hot about me?” he says in a low, teasing tone, his face in front of mine.
“Everything,” I reply.
“What exactly?” he smiles.
“This.”
I lift my chin to brush my lips softly against his forehead.
“This.” I kiss his eye, then his cheek, then his nose.
When my lips reach his, he presses himself against me. His lower lip rubs against mine, his tongue brushing my skin.
He lingers, looking at me expectantly. I raise my eyebrows.
His hand lifts, hovering over my breast. “Can I?”
I pause and break into a smile. “No,” I say softly.
“Here?” His hands hover over my hips.
“Okay...” I smile, still humorously gazing into his eyes.
His hands fall on my hips, palms rubbing in circles.
He shifts his legs, and I feel his hardness on my thigh again.
He looks at me once more, eyes glinting but still innocent.
I smirk and shake my head again.
He sighs. “Fine...”
He finally turns away from me.
I turn toward him, wrapping my arm around him.
Surprisingly, his hand wraps around mine, letting me know that he isn’t mad or sulking, but controlling his erection. Our diamonds on our ring fingers tug against each other.
“James?” I say, feeling the wetness between my own legs.
He squeezes my hand in response.
“Okay,” I say.
Without missing a beat, he jumps on top of me, removing the covers and then the hoodie off his back, revealing his gorgeous muscles that look airbrushed against the dim light filtering through the curtains.
I laugh, surprised at his eagerness, my palm on his firm torso.
He grins, his knees locking my thighs.
Lowering his face, he plants a kiss on my neck. He unbuttons my pajama shirt with his teeth and looks up to wink at me.
I raise an amused eyebrow at his skill, humored by his concentration and suavity.
He plants kisses on the exposed skin, eagerly unbuttoning the rest with his swift fingers. I couldn’t stop giggling as he kisses my chest, then lower, and lower, and lower.
And then...
My eyes widen as I grasp his soft hair, my neck stretching.
Gasp!
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[Let me know your thoughts!!]
[Fluff, committed, realistic, comfort, and almost more!]
He’s laying on my chest, finding cushion among my small breasts. I run my hands through his soft hair, fluffed out from his usual prim hairstyle. His black hoodie has slipped just enough for me to see the thin silver chain on his neck.
Our chests rise and fall together. His arms loosely hug my waist, his legs wrapped around mine. He’s breathing calmly, taking refuge in my arms like a child would.
I shift a little, and he lets out a small unconscious breath. I feel something against my knee.
“James!” I exclaim softly, still caressing his curls, surprised at the hardness of his member.
“Hm?” he mumbles absentmindedly. Realizing the disturbance, he shifts his hips away, pulling me tighter by the waist and burying his face deeper into my chest, waving the sudden hardness off.
I pause after a moment, retrieving my hands from his hair. “Is it because of the hair touching?” I ask softly.
He mumbles after a second, “It’s because of... everything.” He continues snuggling in the same position.
I resume touching his hair, intrigued by his casualness.
“Are you just gonna leave it?”
He sighs into my breasts and hugs me once more.
“Is it gonna go away?” I ask again, softly concerned.
“Maybe...” he mutters.
Then he slowly looks up, our eyes meeting for the first time. His dark brown eyes catch the light from the white walls. “Or do you wanna take care of it?”
I blink, a slight smirk playing on my lips. “Nuh uh,” I say, shifting away slightly.
He lets out a small groan. “Why not?” his eyes soften like a puppy’s.
I hold his gaze, trying to hide my amusement. I shake my head ever so slightly.
“Fine...” he submits, lifting his head from my skin and resting it on his pillow.
I snuggle against his neck and chest. The faint smell of his expensive cologne lingers on the firm skin under his soft hoodie.
“You’re so hot,” I mumble subconsciously.
He lowers his eyes, searching mine. “What’s hot about me?” he says in a low, teasing tone, his face in front of mine.
“Everything,” I reply.
“What exactly?” he smiles.
“This.”
I lift my chin to brush my lips softly against his forehead.
“This.” I kiss his eye, then his cheek, then his nose.
When my lips reach his, he presses himself against me. His lower lip rubs against mine, his tongue brushing my skin.
He lingers, looking at me expectantly. I raise my eyebrows.
His hand lifts, hovering over my breast. “Can I?”
I pause and break into a smile. “No,” I say softly.
“Here?” His hands hover over my hips.
“Okay...” I smile, still humorously gazing into his eyes.
His hands fall on my hips, palms rubbing in circles.
He shifts his legs, and I feel his hardness on my thigh again.
He looks at me once more, eyes glinting but still innocent.
I smirk and shake my head again.
He sighs. “Fine...”
He finally turns away from me.
I turn toward him, wrapping my arm around him.
Surprisingly, his hand wraps around mine, letting me know that he isn’t mad or sulking, but controlling his erection. Our diamonds on our ring fingers tug against each other.
“James?” I say, feeling the wetness between my own legs.
He squeezes my hand in response.
“Okay,” I say.
Without missing a beat, he jumps on top of me, removing the covers and then the hoodie off his back, revealing his gorgeous muscles that look airbrushed against the dim light filtering through the curtains.
I laugh, surprised at his eagerness, my palm on his firm torso.
He grins, his knees locking my thighs.
Lowering his face, he plants a kiss on my neck. He unbuttons my pajama shirt with his teeth and looks up to wink at me.
I raise an amused eyebrow at his skill, humored by his concentration and suavity.
He plants kisses on the exposed skin, eagerly unbuttoning the rest with his swift fingers. I couldn’t stop giggling as he kisses my chest, then lower, and lower, and lower.
And then...
My eyes widen as I grasp his soft hair, my neck stretching.
Gasp!