#꒰ aspen duval ꒱ ⌗ threads

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aspen tucks her bookmark into the pages , setting it beside her on the sofa . eyes roll slightly at george's words , " george. " she sits up , moving her hair out of her face as she just watches him . she honestly doesn't know what to say , this arrangement has been strange to say the least; learning how to navigate around each other when they're not really sure if the other wants them there. aspen motions to the arm chair on the opposite side of the room, "sit there... i'll get it," she tells him, pushing herself to her feet as she heads into the kitchen to grab some peas and wrapping them in a towel so he doesn't get ice burn.

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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 laughs softly at his words , humming softly as she licks over her lower lip . " you love hearing that from me , " she speaks softly , brushing their noses together . her breath hitches when his finger slips inside her , biting on her lower lip as she nods her head. her pussy clenches on his finger , fingers sliding into the hair at the back of his neck as she moans softly into his shoulder . " yeah ? you want to be in my tight pussy ? "

"such filthy thoughts," vincent scolded as if he wasn't entirely pleased to hear aspen admit this. things his wife hadn't said to him in years not since the two of them had settled into a comfortable routine with their children and their lives. no, aspen was a breath of fresh air. and as a reward for her admitting such delicious things, vincent pressed a finger into her slick folds, the warmth of her pussy enveloping his digit immediately. "oh you're so wet, aspen," he remarked, thrusting his finger in and out of her as his thumb began to circle along her clit. "i'm going to enjoy fucking you."

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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 .

⌗ open starter.   ﹙ aspen duval , mid 20s, bisexual. plot in the source ! ﹚

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@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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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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aspen just settles her hands on his shoulders as she gazes at him , brushing her thumb along his collarbone softly . it's hard for her to see him like this , and sometimes - she wishes it wasn't . wishes that it was easier for her to bury her feelings , put on a brave face ; but that's just not who she is . aspen smiles softly , leaning into his touch absently when he cups her cheeks . it's nice , to feel his touch like this . all soft around the edges when he's usually so brash . words make the pace of her heart pick up , eyebrows furrowing slightly as she gazes at him . she doesn't have a chance to respond when their lips are pressed together . it's slow , soft and everything that she's ever wanted . her hand slowly slides to the side of his neck , thumb brushing along the hinge of his jaw softly as she lets him lead the kiss . she melts against him , feeling safe in his arms . maybe this was a line they shouldn't cross , but aspen is sick of pretending like she didn't have feelings for luca. she adjusts herself in his lap , arms moving to loop around his neck; chest pressing against his . " i know ... that this was just supposed to be for convinence.. to sort out whatever was going on between our families. but i'm glad it happened . i'm glad it gave me you."

luca’s gaze softened as she finished speaking, her words settling into the quiet space between them. he didn’t say anything at first, letting the moment stretch as his hand moved instinctively, brushing a strand of hair from her face. his fingers lingered at her temple, his touch impossibly gentle, like she might break if he wasn’t careful. “you’re always like this.” he said quietly, his voice rough at the edges, thick with something he wasn’t sure how to name. his thumb traced along her jaw, slow and deliberate. “always trying to fix things, even when it’s me. especially when it’s me.” his hands sliding to cradle her face as if anchoring himself to her. his thumbs brushed along her cheekbones, tender and deliberate, as if he was memorizing the feel of her beneath his hands. his touch was warm, steady, grounding. his dark eyes searched hers, flickering over every detail, every emotion she didn’t try to hide. the vulnerability in her gaze undid him in a way nothing else ever had. “you make it impossible not to feel something for you, aspen…” he murmured, his voice low, a quiet confession meant only for her. before she could respond, he closed the space between them, his lips finding hers with a quiet, desperate intensity. it wasn’t rushed or forceful, but there was weight in the way he kissed her. like he needed her to know this wasn’t something he could hold back anymore. his hands stayed firm on her face, grounding her, grounding himself, pouring every unspoken truth into the moment. when he finally pulled away, his forehead rested against hers, his breaths shallow and uneven. he didn’t speak right away, his eyes still closed as if savoring the connection they’d just shared. when he did finally speak, his voice was softer than ever. “you’re the only fucking thing that feels right in all of this.”

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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 .

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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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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 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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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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" 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 adjusts herself slightly , looping her arms around his neck once he's hovering over her properly . soft breath leaves her , goosebumps covering her flesh as his fingers trace along her through the lace of her panties . pussy flutters when his fingers start to tease against slick folds , tilting her head to the side as she lets out a breathy moan. "'m always thinking about you. the way your fingers know exactly where to press to make me shake for you. how good your cock fills me up. how sometimes you can't even wait for me to be naked, and just move my panties to the side and push in."

her legs spread so compliantly for him, inviting him in to enjoy and ravage her. his eyes darken with lust as he hovers over aspen like a predator ready to devour its prey. as her head presses against his shoulder, vincent lets out a small hush as his thick fingers continue to glide over her panties across the outline of her lips. the damp heat emanating through the fabric to his digits. "and what about me? tell me, pet," he coaxed as his fingers continued to tease, sliding over the edge to tug the lacy panties to one side. not pushing any fingers in but instead rubbing across her warm slick folds. at least not until he heard any more from his pretty plaything.

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she's aware that luca told her not to wait up , but she did so anyway . had to make sure that he was okay , despite the fact that originally this was all just for the sake of calming relations . the more time that they'd spent together , the easier it was for her to start caring for him . aspen lets him pull away, knows thats what he needs right now . she stays hovering close to him , not sure what he needs from her . hand tucks around his elbow , guiding him over to the dining room table before she raises an eyebrow. " nothing to worry about ? " she questions , tugging the chair out for him and settling him down . " look at you , luca ... " she speaks quietly , going to grab the first aid kit from under the kitchen sink . " what happened ? "

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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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