#꒰ aspen duval ꒱ ⌗ threads

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aspen hums softly , tilting her head to look at the other when the settle beside her - finger tucking between her pages to keep her space . " you okay ? you've been quiet today , " she speaks quietly , smiling softly as she leans over to press a kiss to their cheek before turning her attention back to her book .

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she CRIES OUT as he plows into her , fingers scrabbling at his shoulder to get purchase on SOMETHING . it felt so good , and she didn't want it to stop. he fit inside of her just perfectly , the tug of his knot making her twitch each time he rocks his hips.

"please," she cries out, twisting slightly on his cock as it locks inside her. she whines softly, producing more slick to ease his knot. she gasps as she digs her nails into his shoulders , "please please..." the omega begs , knowing that once he KNOTS her. she's his.

the beast PLOWS into her. to the uninitiated, it looks VIOLENT and rough—only the best kind of carnal sex for a monster to partake. especially with his LOVE. he's never really considered her that much—his love—but it felt so good with each pump. her scent kept surrounding him. the desperate HEAT of the omega floated around the alpha, making him feel wanted and needy.

feelings of possession keep RISING within the alpha. it's made clear by the pulsing of his cock and how it GROWS inside her, knotting up and getting ready to breed her—ready to MARK his territory.

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A group of wealthy people gather in a remote location to hunt humans for sport!!!

“The Hunt” opens with a group of NPR-addicted neoliberals hunting a wild pack of Trump-worshipping MAGA types for bloodsport. Director Craig Zobel’s ultra-violent satirical version of “The Most Dangerous Game” aims to be the movie that America needs right now; it’s a joyful slaughterhouse of mirrors that hopes to bring our country together and make it great again by reflecting the silliness of us vs. them animosity. The film literalizes the language of a culture war that has split the United States into “globalist cucks who rule the deep state” and “redneck deplorable,” with no wriggle room in between. Blumhouse’s newest low-budget social commentary attempts to distinguish between centrists and nihilists — “bothsidesism” and “nosidesism” — in order to demonstrate the self-destructive folly of mutual dehumanization.

On the one hand, the movie’s thesis was proven in the most idiotically predictable way possible, as the world’s loudest right-wing troll saw “The Hunt” through the limited prism of his preconceptions and mislabeled it a liberal dream sight unseen. That triggered response, on the other hand, suggested that things were a little too fucked for such a head-on piece of shlock to make sense of the mess we’d caused, or do anything more than draw a body chalk outline around the corpse of the idealized American citizen. Zobel’s tight, well-crafted, and deviant grindhouse take on the national temperature has no problem caricaturing what ails us, but even that entertaining combination lacks the killing instinct necessary to see us more clearly than we see each other.

On a scene-by-scene basis, though, “The Hunt” is one of the most unsanitized and devilish Hollywood thrillers to hit the big screen in a long time. It begins with a cold splash to the face — the type of mind-numbing group text about our “ratfuck president” that the majority of people in this nation will recognize — and then gets down to work with a series of violent misdirections that help erase the value of human life.

A dozen or so high-on-drugs rednecks awaken drowsy and gagged in the middle of a field someplace. One of them is a young blonde (Emma Roberts) dressed in a beautiful teal ski outfit that screams “Urban Outfitters travels to Aspen.” Another is a pot-bellied porch-sitter (Wayne Duvall) with a strong Southern accent and a potentially dangerous secret. Others include an aggro Staten Island bro (Ike Barinholtz), a soap opera handsome Southern guy (“This Is Us” star Justin Hartley), and a xenophobic conspiracy theorist (Ethan Suplee, who is later joined by his “Blue Ruin” co-star Macon Blair) who cites a QAnon-style Reddit thread about Trump supporters being kidnapped and hunted by rich Democrats in Vermont. When a sniper’s bullet bursts someone’s skull like a bloody pimple, that type of fringe thinking becomes more plausible. Inside a trap pit, the next redshirt is disemboweled by the spikes, and a few others are blasted to oblivion. The search has begun, and the growing mistrust lends a great element of “Battle Royale” tension to the mayhem that ensues.

Before the film’s rebellious heroine eventually emerges to question that notion, the unhinged first act accumulates gobs of “no one is safe” cred (in a very good and silly scene that dares to imagine what a human safari designed by a Rachel Maddow superfan might look like). Crystal is a strong woman who can defend herself, and “Glow” actress Betty Gilpin portrays her with almost sociopathic coldness in an amazing and weird performance that bridges the gap between Linda Hamilton and “No Country for Old Men” baddie Anton Chigurh.

Despite having a thick Arkansas accent that would make a lazy northern outsider assume the worst, Crystal is the only character who appears perplexed by the overall “elites vs. deplorables” issue at hand. It’s possible that she just doesn’t care — that such political tribalism looks ludicrous in these circumstances — but it’s almost as if she’s oblivious or apathetic to what’s going on in this nation at times. However, she is the only individual who appears to believe that they are not in “this country” at all.

What happens next is best left unspoilt, but it’s worth noting that the screenplay (co-written by Damon Lindelof and the son of his fellow “Lost” creator, Nick Cuse) takes little time in moving on from its setup. Before the rules of the game are even set, “The Hunt” leaps the fence and attempts to run in another way. That erratic choice has mixed consequences, as a few creative set-pieces can’t save the film’s main concepts from becoming jumbled when they bleed over into “the real world.” The pace slows, the focus shifts, and the story’s background begins to shrink; bland, uninterested world-building is an unusual accusation to level at a Lindelof script, but “The Hunt” is too preoccupied with earning easy chuckles to go any deeper into its own concept.

A 90-minute B-movie about a hilariously PC “Westworld” does not require the same kind of mythology as an HBO series, but the fact that “The Hunt” parodies our world does not prevent it from inventing its own. As funny as it is to watch these righteous, homicidal latté-sippers cancel each other out over using “the n-word” while waiting to gun down the innocent strangers they’ve kidnapped (they even make sure to abduct a black guy for “diversity”), there’s only so far you can stretch the most basic stereotypes of the political class. Cuse and Lindelof provide enough spice to the situation to keep “The Hunt” from losing its flavor — one detail evoking Bruce Willis in particular is fantastic — but the concentration on these caricatures leaves Crystal with little opportunity to move between them.

Even when “The Hunt” falls short of its full promise, Zobel never slacks, and despite a clear lack of resources, he shoots the climactic fight with such an exquisite feeling of tongue-in-cheek bedlam that you only wish the entire film could have the same mastery of its brutality. It’s the most hilarious sequence of its sort since the opening brawl in “Kill Bill: Volume 1,” and the absurdity of it all undermines right-wing conspiracy theories by taking them at face value: Trump’s obsessive fear-mongering begs people to believe that things like this are happening, and it only takes their agreeing to it once. We now live in a National Enquirer world, and the more bizarre things become, the simpler they are to believe.

But, at an age when actual life has become a parody of itself, satire can no longer afford to be just diagnostic; it must muddle the waters, map out the sunken areas, and fight its way back up to an unshakeable position of truth. “The Hunt” barely goes halfway. It sketches a catastrophic schism in this country and then spends the remainder of its running time looking down into it.

Gilpin is sensational as a woman who is alien to America as we know it (and it would be interesting to ask a bunch of different viewers who they think Crystal would vote for in 2020, if anyone), but by the time all the cards are on the table, the most unrealistic aspect of “The Hunt” is the idea that anyone watching it might learn to appreciate the humanity of those on the other side.

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she can tell that there's something going on as soon as she enters the house . the atmosphere is frosty , and she's not used to that around dorian - not really . she takes her time hanging her jacket up and setting her shoes away carefully . there's usually only one thing that will get dorian out of a rut like this . HER . aspen runs a hand through her hair , before making her way through their home ; standing in the doorway to their bedroom , stepping up toward the older man . hands move to rest on his shoulders , gently squeezing as she slides one of her hands to his jaw; tilting his head so that he looked at her . " what do you need ? "

⌗ closed starter.   ﹙ established ship ! ﹚

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she knows that she shouldn't entertain this crush that she has - nothing could come from it. not really. kingston was married. lips purse as she watches him, fingers running through her hair before she nods her head. "alright, yeah. i suppose one drink won't hurt." blonde shakes her head as she slowly walks over to him , standing beside him at the bar. "no other plans for the night, no."

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aspen smiles as she turns on the kitchen stool so that she could watch vincent as he enters the room with her . " oh of course , the twins are sweethearts . i'm always avaliable to look after them , " she tells him , eyes flickering over his frame . aspen takes the money from him , before letting out a soft laugh when her grabs her waist and pulls her closer to him . " you know i'm always willing to help you , " she tells him , arms looping around the older man's neck as she presses her chest to his .

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aspen looks up from her book when she hears the door , smiling ever so slightly before it finally clicks with what she's looking at. things have been intense over the last couple of months , trying to deal with all the changes . she pushes herself to her feet , making her way over to the other and frowning . " are you okay ? what happened ? " she reaches out to gently grab the sleeve of their jacket , eyes flickering over their face .

⌗ closed starter.   ﹙ based on this plot﹚

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aspen is very aware that this shouldn't be going on , the first time anything happened she should've stopped working for the family - but there was something about isaiah that she couldn't keep away from . and it didn't seem that isaiah wanted to stay away from her either . the blonde smiles softly , nodding her head as she shifts her weight slightly . " of course , she's always such a sweetheart. she makes it easy . " she knows that he's caught her double meaning at the smirk that forms on his lips , tilting her head backward slightly when he presses a kiss behind her ear. " you think so ? " she questions , licking over her lower lip . aspen smiles , just following when he motions her over to the sofa in the corner of the room .

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cheeks flush ever so slightly at his words , clearing her throat as she takes a sip from her drink. eyes flicker over his face, "i know that you'd have taken care of things if you were there," she speak softly, before shaking her head as she settles back against the seat properly. "nope. i didn't."

she was expecting the questions. "because he's family, and he wants to meet you properly."

"Let me rephrase," Eric chuckled, placing his elbows on the table as he leaned in towards her. "Did you take care of yourself? You know I certainly would've." He wasn't so sure why his mind always raced to naughty thoughts, but his desire for Aspen was ever growing and he wanted to make sure she was happy. And well taken care of.

"A dinner, hm? With your brother? Why?"

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" why it didn't work ? well , it's perfectly clear . i loved the boy more than i loved the girl in the mirror . "

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aspen doesn't really need to be doing this , but she enjoys looking after children so it's not really at a detriment to her . she looks up from the papers that she's going over , a soft smile pulling on her lips as she sees them enter the room. " hi ." aspen drops her pen down, sliding off the stool as she makes her way over to them. "she's eaten, bathed and now she's in bed. nothing left for you to do. so i'm ready to get off whenever you want me to. "

⌗ open starter.   ﹙ aspen duval , mid 20s, bisexual. cliche babysitter plot -- found in source ! ﹚

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/ * answered !

@swtsours asked: 2a for leon and aspen , from this meme !

she hums softly as she gazes at leon , adjusting herself over him as she takes his thumb into her mouth . tongue gently swirls around the tip , eyes locked on his as she slides her hands up his thighs . " please , " she mutters around the digit between her lips .

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aspen laughs quietly , nose scrunching as she crosses her legs . " you know , we don't usually get much time to eat ," she teases , licking over her lower lip as she sips from her own wine glass . " but that was very good , thank you . "

"Bet you didn't guess my cooking was this good," Eric confidently grinned, while pouring some more wine into his glass. He really knew how to pull it all together, a trained trait after years of impressing clients.

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fingertips dig into the fabric of the sofa as he fucks into her, crying out softly as she presses her forehead against it. there's something about eric fucking into her like this that she loves. when there's no thinking involved, it's just the way that he feels inside her.

she lets out a moan when he tugs on her hair , eyes fluttering closed before nodding her head the best she can at his words. "thank.. thank you daddy," she gasps out, clenching on him at his words. she whines, one of her hands slipping between her thighs to rub her clit. "yes, want to cum on your cock. want to make you feel good."

Eric kept a firm grip on her waist, steadying her as he allowed all of him to sink into her, over and over again. They both knew this was a quick fuck, both having their needs met after a long week. There would be plenty of time for teasing and taunting later, so in that very moment Eric kept fucking her until he would fill her up with his load.

A low growl emitted from him, reaching his hand out to wrap his fingers around her blonde hair, giving it a soft tug while she bounced on his erect cock. "You're taking it so damn well," he grinned, moans following his words. If anything, he wasn't afraid to let her know just how much he enjoyed being inside of her. "Are you going to cum for me again? Think you can do that? Make yourself cum on this cock."

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aspen isn't stupid , she knows that she can't tell anyone about this. but she wants to see just how far this will go . goosebumps follow the trail that his hand leaves on her body , eyes flickering over his face as she takes a deep breath . " oh you think so ? " she questions , moving her hair over her shoulders . " what content would you help me make ? " there's something about hearing the words from his lips that get her even more wound up . aspen nods her head , hands sliding to his shoulders to keep herself steady when his fingers slide underneath the fabric of her underwear . " yeah ? that a promise ?"

her hand against him already felt good, but the moment he felt her squeeze his bulge causes him to groan and then within a second her skirt was entirely removed leaving her just in panties. "you'd make so much fucking money on there with a body like yours" his hand sliding up her stomach to her chest touching her in ways he had only dreamed was possible. "if this job doesn't work out i can help you make content" he joked with a smirk as he felt her chest press against his. "no one can know aspen---no one" he said the serious gaze meeting hers as he moved his hands between her thighs and pushed her panties aside to touch her for the first time. "i'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked----you're going to be such a filthy little slut for me".