#I SAW. LIKE. PREVIEWS AND LEAKS AND THEN FORGOT ABOUT IT

[romaritimeharbor]

APHEEEEE DİD YOU SEE THE NEW EP??

My sons finally acting his age omg

NO BUT I AM RUNNING SO FAST TO GO WATCH IT THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME 🚪🏃‍♂️💨💨💨

[sukunasfourtheye]

Late Night Texts- Eren x reader

Minors DNI, 18+ Adult Content 🔞

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Summary: It’s midnight, you’re kinda tipsy, and you text your friend Eren.

Warnings: Smut smut smut, minors DNI. This is pure pure fucking filth. Yoinks.

Contains: swearing, sexting/texting, sexting turned to FaceTime sex/phone sex, dirty talk, ‘good girl” used multiple times, masturbation

Words: 1.2k

Note from the author: I personally have such a thing for phone sex/sexting so much so this is a personal fav gahhhhhh. I debated this being a Levi or Eren fic but feel like Levi would literally just get up and go to your house and wouldn’t have the patience for sexting LOL so Eren it was

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>>> heeeeeeey haha whats upp

Eren raised an eyebrow as he glanced down at your text. Hmm, he thought. Kinda late. He squinted at the clock on his night stand that read 12:31am.

> Sup 

Probably just bored, he thought. He hit send, and not even 15 seconds later his phone *dings* again.

>>> nothing hahaha kinda tipsy but oh well

He hated to admit it, but he felt a small flutter in his chest reading your reply. You’d been friends for a while, but he never picked up on any flirty vibes from you, but drunk texting at midnight? Hmm...

> Fun. Did you go out?

>>> yeah clubbing with sashaaaa haha so fun:) you shoulda caaaaaame

Ok, this is definitely flirty, he thought. The thought of you in a tight dress, all dolled up, swaying on a dancefloor....phew.

> Damn, yeah I should’ve come. Would’ve been fun seeing you.

He hesitates, thinking he’s definitely breaching into flirty territory with this one. He thinks, fuck it before he presses send.

His phone *dings* and he sees the text preview on his home screen:

>>> [y/n] sent you a snap!

>>> now you see me :)

His excitement started to grow as he saw the Snapchat and text double notification on his screen. Despite himself, he felt his cock twitch in his boxers, and he reflexively reached his hand down to start to rub himself lazily.

He opens the Snapchat notification.

It’s a video of you laying in bed, your phone held up at arms length, smiling with your tongue sticking out playfully. You were wearing a strapless v-neck leather top and tight black pants, your face alight with glittery makeup and a clear drunken stupor. Your smile was radiant.

Fuck, she’s hot, he thought. His hand had a mind of it’s own and started to rub himself through his pants, with a bit more purpose now. He groaned, shifting his hips up at his own contact. He replayed the video, stroking himself.

>>> replayed my video? ;)  

Whoops. He forgot you get notified if he replays your video. He goes to at first make an excuse (”whoops my bad”) but instead decides against it. Fuck it shes drunk maybe she’ll forget it, he thought. He hesitates, but presses send:

> Yeah, damn you look good

Why did i just send that. The tension of seeing you typing back made him even hornier, letting out another groan as his dick began hardening under his boxers.

>>> reaaaally? :) youre not too bad yourself ;)

 Oh yes. It’s showtime. 

> So that’s why you’re texting me so late. Just wanted a little attention?

> Yeah, you’re low key hot as fuck

There’s a long pause as he’s waiting for you to reply, terrified he fucked it up and went too far.

Then....you sent a voice note. He hit play:

>>> “Mmmmm... I wish you were here right now.”

Your voice is almost a moan, going straight to his dick. Fuck, she wants it. That’s so hot. His hands go inside his boxers and frees his now fully hard cock, giving it a few pumps as he does. Before he can even respond, another *ding* makes his cock twitch.

>>> Attached: Image

It’s a picture of you leaning forward towards the camera, giving a clear shot down your cleavage as you looked up at him, a mischievous smile on your lips, biting your tongue

> Pretty girl. Tease.

>>> im not teaaaasing i actually want to fuck you :p

The blunt text you sent made him gasp, his dick hot in his hands as he worked himself. 

> You’ve got a filthy fucking mouth

>>> you can make it filthier if you want ;)

Fuck. His throws his head back jerks himself faster, before stopping to squeeze the base of his cock. Fuck I want her to suck me so bad. Before he even registers what he’s doing, he hits the “Facetime” button to call you.

>>> [y/n] is unavailable for FaceTime

He groans in frustration. Fuck, i wanna see her.... she really is a fucking tease.

>>> we cant facetime right now im doing naughty thingssssss 

>>> this convo is making me crazzyyyy shhh

> Good. That’s a good girl.

>>> *Incoming Facetime call from [y/n]*

Too easy, he thinks. He chuckles as he swipes open the call. The camera is angled at the ceiling, the room dimmed. 

He chuckles into the phone. “All I had to say was ‘good girl’ and suddenly you calling me now, huh?”, he says, cocky as all hell. 

“Hmmm....”, he hears you say, drawing out the ‘mmm’ suspiciously. 

“Hmmmmm?” he questions back, mimicking you. “What’re you doing right now, [y/n]?”

“M’, Ummmmm, nothing....” he hears you say faintly, innocently, phone still pointed at the ceiling. He thought he was imagining it at first, but he can barely hear the sound of fabric shuffling and shifting on your end. 

“Nothing? Doesn’t sound like nothing, pretty girl”, he teases, stoking his now leaking cock. He sighed heavily on purpose, suggestively, making sure you heard him.

“What’re you doing right now?” you asked lightly, breathlessly.

He feels himself starting to slowly lose his restraint when he hears your breathy voice. “If I tell you, will you tell me?”, he grumbled, panting obviously now, loudly and into the phone, clearly out of breath from the effort of jerking himself off, hard

He hears you sigh, the sound of shuffling fabric getting louder. He hears you shift in bed. “Yes”, you say.

Through obvious gasps, he grills you: “You promise you gonna tell me what you’re doing, hmm, baby? You gonna tell me what you’re doing after you made me so fucking hard for you?”

He hears you moan loudly now, obviously meant for him to hear, panting.

“I’m stroking my fucking dick right now, that’s what I’m doing. I’m thinking about bending you over and fucking you stupid” he moans in unison with you, hearing himself admit it making him feel even dirtier

“Are you touching yourself, [y/n]? Your pussy wet for me? Hmm?” He hears your high-pitched moan and your body shift quickly in your bed.

“Use your words, I wanna hear that pretty little mouth say my fucking name”, he commands, heat flushing his face. 

“Ung! - Eren...ugh....” you finally mewl, sounding just as desperate as he was to cum

“Fuck i wanna stuff my cock in your mouth so fucking bad, [y/n]” he moans, babbling off strings of dirty talk, barely able to catch his breath as he gets closer and closer. “You’re a naughty little girl aren’t you? Were you touching your pussy while you were texting me? Hmmm? Dirty girl. You wanted me to make you cum, yeah?  You thinking about my dick fucking into that messy little pussy? I wanna hear you say it you needy little---ahhh! fuck. speak to me.” 

You finally break your silence: “Ugh, Eren, ah!-- you’re gonna make me--fuck, you’re gonna make me--!”

Fuck

He lets out a string of swear words, cursing through both your orgasm and his: “ah, fuck thats such a good fucking girl yes, cum for me baby, cum on daddys cock, cum on this fucking cock babe, uuung...!”

As you both catch your breath from the thrill that just ran through both your bodies, he pants “That....was hot”. 

“Yeah”, he hears you say, the camera finally moving away from the ceiling and onto you. You looked dazed, a thin sheen of sweat smudging your makeup. Still, a satisfied smiled was painted on your pretty face. “You’re so hot. Wow. I haven’t cum that hard in a long time. Next time you’ll have to come over?”

“See you then, princess”

[yn-x-animeboy]

Jungkook x y/n (as a famous artist) Pt.2

pArt 1: here 

pairing: reader x Jungkook

genre: fluff, romance, for entertainment purposes

BTS x Fem Reader

sinopsis: You are a popular artist in America, pretty famous, loved and well-known by the general public (actually you were one of the top 10 artists in the world but you are pretty humble and naïve to realize your popularity), one day during one of your fan meets you talk about how much you love BTS, and not only how you wish to meet them and work with them but how Jungkook is one of your celebrity crushes. During the meet you fangirled with other ARMYs in the crowd; video clips of you fangirling and talking about BTS at your meet where posted and reposted all over social media. This obviously broke the internet because you were not only a famous singer but you also were always accepted and loved by ARMY and this made a lot of people happy. Suddenly it felt like everyone wanted you to meet the seven handsome and talented idols and collaborate, but you could only wish, you believed they didn't even know who you were...or so you thought

Part 2- BTS x Y/N You went to bed, turned your phone on silent mode and looked at your ceiling,  replaying that fake scenario you talked about a few hours ago, oh how you wished it could become real. Finally dozing off and resting for the work-packed day you had tomorrow; unaware that your social media was currently going crazy and how they yearned for your new weekly EPISODE to come out.

While you were peacefully sleeping social media platforms like twitter and instagram where going crazy all over the world, headlines with titles like: “Y/N FINALLY CONFESSES”, “Y/N AND JUNGKOOK RELATIONSHIP WILL SAVE 2021”, “ARMYs BIGGEST FEAR… Y/N+J&K''. People demanded the episode of the leaked videos to be uploaded as soon as possible, even though it was the middle of the night were you where; your international fans where active and ready for some content after watching the “leaked” videos; they exploded your teams’ contacts; your team left with no other choice but to actually speed up the process and upload said EPISODE; your manager contacted the main editor and offered him two days off if he could finish the video that same night. 

The episode was uploaded at around 2 am; meaning in Korea, the video went up at around 4pm.

4:00 o’clock in the afternoon, a beautiful day outside Seoul. The guys were currently about to shoot a new episode of RUN BTS; on set,  the guys were standing in the middle of a room as some hair and makeup staff fixed their appearance. Cameras were being set up around them by the camera crew. Staff spread around the room doing their respective tasks. The guys did have their cell phones with them but they were all turned to airplane mode so they wouldn't disturb the shoot. Just like you, they were unaware of what was happening on their social media platforms.

“ACTION!” the director started. RM lead the opening line “1,2,3…”, “Dallyeora Bangtan!” (RUN BTS!) they all said in unison, and the episode began. behind the cameras, staff were learning about the ``BTS x Y/N'' ordeal as the seven boys were filming. The “Hybe Corporation '' (RIP big hit) would normally would see this type of situation as a negative thing for their Idol Star Group’s image, immediately clearing  up any misunderstanding and false info that was being spread online; but the head of the company, Bang Si-hyuk, decided to first watch the video himself and look into it this time. 

Again, the head team would’ve even ignored this situation, but this time it was different. Bang Si-hyuk actually knew who you were, and was surprised when he saw your name pop up. After a quick meeting the next step was decided for BTS in regards to this situation. “Just to make sure, the boys are still shooting right? Bang Si-hyuk asked his assistant, “Y-yes sir, they are in the middle of a game, no news have been broke to them”; Bang Si-hyuk nodded and looked around the room of people that attended the emergency meeting, “Okay so, like we agreed, we will surprise they boys with this, they are big fans of y/n, and I really do like her too, she is a good girl who goes well with BTS. SO... after their scheduled shoot, send them to the other room and let them react to y/n’s episode highlights, and tell them what is happening, I think this could be the beginning of something good” Bang Si-hyuk concluded the meeting at that. Staff quickly went and prepared everything.

After shoot the guys were expecting to get into their assigned cars and go home like they normally do when they are done on set, but they were stopped by staff; “Guys okay so you are done with this episode, please now direct yourselfs towards the meeting room, the company has treated you to some refreshers, snacks and drinks; you will be told what to do'' The small woman stepped aside to let the boys go to where they were asked to go. The guys didn't think too much of this, brushing it off as a probable “catch-up” meeting.

Once they got to the meeting room they sat on one side of  a wooden table, a laptop sitting in the middle, and a single camera behind the table. Jungkook took a seat in front of the laptop, Jimin to his right and Suga to his left; J-Hope, V, Jin and RM sitting in higher chairs behind them in that order, with a clear view on the computer.  They all looked at the staff for answers, this was not one of their weekly meetings… The staff allowed them to have the promised snacks, instant noodles and beverages for this. One staff member told them what they were going to do “Okay so before you all go home we need you to react to this video, it is only a couple of minutes long, we have edited it and cut some parts out; you are allowed to eat and loosen up; you can react as you wish and add any comment as well, any questions?” They shook their head as they had done this before so many times. 

The video started and a preview came on screen, it was your intro music, on screen a quick preview of your complete episode was shown. The boys immediately recognized the images, they had seen your show many times before. “Oi, it’s y/n'' Jin immediately said as soon as your face appeared on screen, “Is this a new episode?” JImin asked out loud, “Wait what day is it? they normally go up on Friday, did we miss it?” Taehyung spoke, mouth full of spicy noodles, J-Hope and RM reached out and cleaned Taehyung’s face with napkins  as if he was a child, before he made a bigger mess. 

“Hello everyone welcome to another episode of…. f** I don't even know what we call these videos, jajajaja” “Wait what?... jajajajaja omg guys thank you, I'm so sorry, yeah you heard them, welcome back to y/n’s camera roll, I can’t believe I forgot that, anyway today’s episode is a little different……” Your introduction from the episode played on screen, making the boys chuckle at your genuine personality “hahaha gwiyeoun” (haha cute) Suga added, J-Hope agreeing with him as he gave Suga a piece of the food he was having. Kookie was currently watching the screen not even blinking, he hadn’t taken a bite out of his noodles or a sip out of his banana milk, Jimin noticed and pointed at him looking back at the guys with a silent laugh, they all knew Jungkook was your biggest simp.

The video continued, they kept adding comments and watching with interest. The staff had actually reedited your original video to make it shorter and show the parts where you mention BTS.

“Hi, y/n, can I ask you another question?” you nodded and signaled him to proceed; 

“I saw that you liked an instagram post about BTS a while back uploaded by a fan account and I also saw that you actually follow their personal twitter account. ALSO in your behind the scenes video for your music video shoot you can be seen in the background dancing the Boy with luv choreo. So I wanted to ask if you were an ARMY and if you know them personally? and like should we be expecting a collaboration soon?”

You chucked at his talking speed, curious questions and great detective skills.

Jimin reached over and paused the video before they could hear what you answered next. “No way….Omg what she says she hates us” Jimin said. “Imagine if she said she hates us, is this why you guys are making us watch this?” Suga looked  at the staff. “Can we keep watching hyungs…” Jungkook said looking around at the others, a bit desperate to find out what you said next. “Oi, wouldn't you want to know guki…” Jin teased him, wiggling his eyebrows and slapping the back of his head playfully. Before Jungkook could fight back RM reached over them and pressed play, preventing a ‘playful’ fight among the youngest and oldest member to take place.

“OMG hahaha I love you so much, what an amazing question, Okay so first off no I don’t know them personally and sadly no plans of collaboration are on sight. Oh wow I have never been asked if I liked BTS before, I’m excited hahaha. Yeah I am an ARMY, I love them so much I am one of their biggest fans, and they are also one of my biggest inspirations when it comes to work ethic and professionalism, listening to them or watching them gives me motivation to keep doing what I love, which is this. 

anyway I am rambling I should stop; you guys can say y/n stop whenever I start rambling okay? hahaha''

As this part of the video played, the guys seemed to lean closer to the screen as you spoke. Once you finished your answer they paused the video again. RM stood up with hands on his head; Jin and J-Hope held on to each other with their mouths wide open looking at the screen; V was still sitting in the same spot, frozen, as if he was paused in time along with the now paused screen; Suga stood up with his hands on his mouth bouncing his knees lightly; Jimin reached to RM behind him and stretched his arms out with a ‘Did you hear that?’ expression; Jungkook leaned over the table and pulled the screen closer, he was smiling from ear to ear letting out a small “wow” under his breath, then he replayed your answer to listen to it one more time, rereading the subtitles under the video making sure he did not miss any words.

 “OMG NO WAY, NO WAY DUDE” Tae came out of his frozen state and held on to Jungkook's shoulders shaking slightly; They all looked at eachother surprised, they couldn't believe that ‘the one and only Y/N’ was an ARMY. They composed themselves and played the video to proceed once the staff told them there was more. 

The video resumed: 

“Guys should we actually talk about BTS for a bit? hahaha” you asked your fans

A girl spoke after: “Can I ask you a BTS question then? Okay so, who is your favorite member?

“Well first off, I don't have a favorite member. I really mean it when I say this. I love them all equally and I love them all as a group. I don’t prefer one over the other or like one better.  I really do support them equally. I mean there is nothing wrong with having a bias, as long as you also respect the other members, hope that all made sense lol” Everyone seemed moved by your support towards them and nodded.

Again the boys reacted, they were so surprised they paused again and walked back and forth making sounds of excitement; They loved the way you answered the question and were so moved by your love and appreciation towards them and the way you saw them as a group. They felt like jumping and celebrating. They sat back down again to keep watching their favorite american artist talk about them some more.

Your episode was again cut and it skipped to another question: 

“Y/n so you don’t have a favorite, but do you have a crush on any of them?, like if you could date one of them right now, which one do you pick?” A fan asked.

The guys chuckled at the question, they thought there was no way you would answer such a question.

“okay...well...Like I said just to be clear I don't have favorites amongst the group members, but I do have a type…. I consider one of them to be my celebrity crush”......

“So in that case, if I had to pick someone that I would date in real life...i would say…. Jungkook” 

The. Guys. Went. Nuts. Jungkook immediately stood up and lifted his hands up in the air as if he had won an award, he paused the video and started smiling like crazy; his cheeks tinted in a redish pinkish tone, he covered his face as he was at a loss for words, he knew he was seen as attractive by female and male artists, he even knew of a couple of well known idols who had admitted to having a crush on him; but this was different, he had considered you to be his celebrity crush for years now, ever since your debut in america when you were just 15 and he was 16; he was a big fan of yours; he knew everything about you, he loved your music, he thought you were one of the prettiest girls he had ever seen, he even had a picture of you performing as his wallpaper currently; he constantly watched your videos and wished he could someday date a girl like you. 

A staff member spoke, taking Jungkook out of his trance state: “How do you feel Jungkook?” He lifted his face from his hands and ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes were glossy and his smile wide. “I-I don't know what to say, I can’t believe it,” he said as he sat down looking  at the pause screen, looking at your still image. His hyungs patted him on the back; Jimin turned his head to the staff as he was rubbing JK’s back with one hand, “You know Jungook has had the biggest crush on y/n for so long now” Jimin told the staff. The other members agreed and nodded. Jungkook looked up and spoke to the staff: “Yeah I remember listening to her debut song for the longest time without really thinking about who the artist was. When her first studio album broke records I decided to look her up, I watched a video of her talking about the album and her experience as a new artist and I think ever since then I have had a crush on her; she is my ideal type”

“Why is she your ideal type?” a staff member in the back asked JK. “Ha. um. well  I think my ideal type of girl is someone who is funny and has a bright and cool personality; someone who as soon as they step into a room they immediately light it up; someone who is goofy and isn't afraid to become a joke or mess up; A confident person; someone who isn't too girly or too boyish; someone who likes to learn new  things and from who I can learn new things too; someone who is younger than me; Someone who loves dancing and singing a lot, etc. And y/n is kinda all that and more tbh; He rambled, the guys were all used to his ‘secret fangirling over y/n’ habit, but the staff was taken aback; they only thought the guys thought highly of you as an artist, but this… they felt moved. “Ay ay, stop drooling, lets keep watching hahaha” Suga poked at JK’s side and pressed play.

The video time skipped again: “...I love that question, and your scenario is so cute, you should write a tumblr post about it, well yeah I obviously have created fake scenarios in my head about BTS, past crushes, fake arguments even hahaha, there are so many BTS fake scenarios in my head…. hmm oh I know which one, okay so this fantasy of mine is about how I would meet them irl and work with them, I will make it quick”

“Okay so, my literal fantasy is to one day meet them at a talk show, you know how hosts like to surprise their guests with something/someone they like?, I believe Ellen has done it multiple times where she surprised a guest with their idol or celebrity crush, you know?” The group nodded, invested in your fake scenario “Well i would be invited to like the Jimmy Fallon Show, where he would just randomly surprise me with BTS. Then I would be given the opportunity to introduce myself and tell them how much I love and support them. I would also be able to show them my korean speaking skills, I learned Korean and Spanish back in school and I have never been able to actually use either them, lol, anyway...well after that we would all become really good friends, and we would collaborate and put out one or multiple songs for you guys. I mean that's basically it, I wish I could meet them, and become their friend and write songs with them, even produce songs with Suga or RM if I could'' 

“What???? does she speak korean?” 

“OMG Jungkook is she speaks korean marry her” 

“OMG I wanna meet her now”  

“That's so cute” 

“She is so cool” 

The guys added and all looked adoringly at the screen; RM and Suga also commented about how they would love to work with someone like you and produce a ton of music together and that they wish you all could collaborate in the future too.

_____

And That is how the boys learned about the video and your view on them….not only that they also  learned about your embarrassing fantasy and celebrity crush…. After finishing their day at work, they went home and watched your episode complete this time. They felt like they accomplished something so important by just leaning your perception on them. Jungkook also felt that but he was even more excited than the rest, his celebrity crush had admitted to crushing on him back, he knows that the chances of meeting you or even having a friendship with you were probably non existent. And even if they did meet you, the idea of dating you in real life seemed impossible to him due to you both being artists, under strict and powerful companies, living opposite sides of the world, in different time zones even; but he was still happy, and the guys too; they all went to bed wishing they could someday meet you.

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Part 3- Jimmy Fallon Show ------> here

ily:) Xx, plis give me a lil’ <3

[happylifefanfic]

Safe Place Chapter 6

“Christopher, Jake, Claire!  The movie is starting in 5 minutes,” Emma yelled from the kitchen.  After dinner, the three children had gone to get their pajamas on while Emma cleaned up.  She had promised them earlier in the day that they could watch the newest release on the Disney+ app before going to bed.  

Just as she turned on the dishwasher, her phone rang.  A smile graced her face when she recognized Eddie’s ringtone.

“Hey, love.  How’s your shift going?” she said when she answered the call.

“It’s been okay.  We’ve had some crazy calls so far,” Eddie said with a sigh.  “How’s everything going there?”

“Good!  The kids are getting their pajamas on and then we’re going to watch that new movie they saw a preview for at Disneyland yesterday,” Emma replied as she moved to the room she shared with Eddie to change into her own pajamas.  They had decided to go ahead and move in together after he asked her to marry him.  Their wedding was set for the next month at Athena and Bobby’s house.

“I wish I was there with you guys,” Eddie groaned.  

“I wish you were here too,” Emma sighed.  “At least we’re both off tomorrow before I have to go back to work.”

“Thank God,” Eddie said.  “What time is your brother coming to pick up Jake and Claire?”

“He should be here around 9:00 in the morning, and Carla is coming to pick up Christopher at 9:30,” Emma said as she pulled her pajama top over her head.  The sound of giggles in the living room let her know that the kids were ready to begin the movie.  

“I forgot he wanted to spend the day with her tomorrow,” Eddie said quietly.

“Is that still okay?” Emma asked.  “I can call Carla if you’d rather him stay home.”

“He’d be so mad if we did that,” Eddie laughed.  “Plus, it will be nice to have some time alone.  We haven’t had the house to ourselves in weeks.”

“That will be nice,” Emma said dreamily.  “We have some more wedding planning to do too.”

“Let’s knock as much of it out tomorrow as we can,” Eddie said.  “Are you sure you don’t want to just go to the courthouse?”

“And have your mother and mine kill us both?  No, thank you,” Emma said as she walked down the hall to the living room.  

“I don’t blame you on that one,” Eddie said with a laugh.  Emma laughed along with him as she pulled up the Disney+ app on the television.  She opened her mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a loud roaring noise and then the unmistakable sound of an explosion that rattled the house.

“Emma!  What was that?” Eddie yelled through the phone, but got no response. 

Emma had fallen to her knees at the force of the blast and dropped the phone in the process.  Once the house stopped shaking, she grabbed the three children and ushered them quickly into the bathtub in the bathroom closest to them.  All three of them were terrified, and Emma paused a moment to calm them down.  

“You are safe,” she said.  “Stay here while I go check out what happened outside.  Do not leave this room!”

“No!  You can’t go by yourself!” Christopher yelled at her.  

“Christopher, I will be fine,” Emma said soothingly.  “I promise.”

Emma closed the bathroom door behind her and went to grab her gun, badge, and keys.  She grabbed her phone from the floor as she ran towards the front door.  

“Eddie?” she said into the phone.

“Oh thank god!” Eddie exclaimed.  “What on earth happened?”

“I don’t know yet,” Emma said as she jogged outside.  When she turned around to face her old house, a fireball lit up the sky the size of a mountain.

“Eddie, we’re going to need you guys here ASAP,” Emma said as she moved closer to the fireball.  Less than half a mile from their house, she found a scene straight out of a movie.  Remnants of an airplane were strewn all over a section of a neighborhood where houses once stood.  The whole area was engulfed in flames.

“What happened?” Eddie asked.  Emma could hear the sirens from the firetruck in the background.

“A plane crashed,” Emma said.  “The fire is out of control!”

“You need to get away from there,” Eddie yelled at her.

“I know,” she replied as she turned to head back to the house.  “I’m going to get the kids and take them to Athena and Bobby’s.  This fire is huge and it’s going to get bigger with the amount of jet fuel leaking from this plane.”

“Be careful,” Eddie warned.  “I love you.”

“I love you too.  You need to be careful too.  Come home to me safe and sound,” she said before she hung up.  As she got closer to the house, she saw neighbors coming out to investigate.

“You all need to go somewhere safe until the fire department has this area secured,” Emma said as she jogged past them.  When she returned to the house, she ushered the kids out of the house and into her car just as Engine 118 went roaring past.  

“That’s dad!” Christopher yelled. 

“It sure is,” Emma said calmly.  “We’re going to go to Athena and Bobby’s house and wait until it’s safe to come back.”

“Is Eddie going to be okay?” Claire asked with concern from the backseat as Emma maneuvered the car out of the driveway.

“Yeah, baby.  He’s going to be fine.  He does this kind of thing all the time,” Emma said as she smiled at her niece in the rearview mirror.  

On the inside, Emma’s heart was beating faster than normal.  She knew this was not your typical fire and that scared her more than she wanted to admit.  A wave of nausea passed over her as she pulled to a stop in front of Athena and Bobby’s house.  She and the kids went to the door and were greeted by Athena and Maddie.  

“Hey kids!” Athena greeted them.  “Harry is outside on the patio getting games ready for you guys.”

The kids followed Christopher outside as Maddie engulfed Emma in a friendly hug.

“I’m so glad you guys are okay,” she said as she released Emma.  “Buck called when Eddie couldn’t get you on the phone.  I came over to Athena’s to see what we could do to help.”  

“Bobby said the fire was awfully close to you guys,” Athena said to her partner.  “I’m happy to see you were able to get the kids out of there before it got really bad.”

“I’ve never seen anything like it,” Emma said.  “It was like watching a horror movie unfold before my eyes.”

“Bobby said the FFA is reporting that it was a commercial flight out of Houston that crashed,” Athena said solemnly.  Maddie shuddered while Emma quietly hung her head.

“Let’s just focus on keeping things light and positive for the kids,” Maddie said.  

“Great idea,” Athena said.  “I can make us some popcorn.”

“That would be great,” Emma said with a weak smile.  “I’m going to go to the bathroom for a minute.”

“Sure, take your time,” Athena replied.  “We’ll keep an eye on the kids.”

Emma quickly made her way to the bathroom and barely managed to make it to the toilet before she became sick.  Several moments later, she emerged from the bathroom to see Maddie waiting outside the door.  

“How far along are you?” Maddie asked as she handed Emma a wet paper towel.  Emma took it, and gulped loudly.

“Six weeks,” she whispered as she moved the wet paper towel across her face.  

“Does Eddie know?” Maddie asked quietly.

“No,” Emma sobbed.  “I was going to tell him tomorrow after the kids left.  I just found out the day before we went to Disneyland.”

“Oh, honey,” Maddie said as she wrapped Emma in a hug.  “Eddie is going to be thrilled about the baby.”

Emma nodded her head unable to speak at the moment.  

“It’s never bothered me before that he puts his life on the line every time he goes out to a fire,” Emma said.  “I get it because I have a dangerous job as well, but for some reason today, it scares me to death to think of him out there in danger.”

“That’s completely understandable.  You love him, and you just found out that you’re carrying his child,” Maddie said as she rubbed Emma’s back soothingly.  

“You’re right,” Emma said quietly.  “I wish I would have told him about the baby yesterday.”

“You’ll be able to tell him when he gets home,” Maddie said.  “I smell popcorn.  You want some?”

“That actually sounds good right now,” Emma laughed as they headed out to the patio to be with Athena and the kids.  Even as Emma smiled and tried to act like nothing was wrong in front of the kids, her stomach rolled and she fought off the feeling that something awful was going to happen.a

[voltagesmutter]

Victor - Je t'aime Victor [Smut]

THIS WAS MEANT TO BE A SHORT ANGST BUT BECAUSE I HAVE NO SELF CONTROL IT TURNED INTO A ANGST, SMUT AND FLUFF - SOMEONE STOP ME.

Bella (OC) doubts herself with Victor as he struggles with the balance between CEO and boyfriend mode.

Song prompt: Escape (Pina Colada)

NSFW and smut 

FEATURES SLIGHT REFERENCE TO STORYLINE IN CHAPTER 5

You had a week from hell, one of the worst days of working at the company, a preview of your new release had been leaked and it set chaos amongst the workers. Like always you was the one running around, calming everyone and sorting everything out. You were exhausted, beyond exhausted, you hadn’t slept for two nights too busy trying to fix this mess. All you wanted was to cuddle up into your boyfriend's arms and feel your worries disappear, but this was Victor and that was never going to happen. 

You pushed the doors open to his office, it was after work hours and you had just finished up, finally getting on top of the mess. One of your staff had leaked the footage for a profit from a rival company and you had to get rid of them, you’d never fired someone before and it drained you. Victor didn’t even acknowledge your presence as you walked in, his eyes sternly on the documents in front of him.

“Your report is sloppy, it was barely unreadable,” He muttered. God damn Victor don’t. 

“Victor don’t okay I’ve had a really bad week, its been really tough today,”.

“The leak, I saw that you need to handle it and get it under control,”. You had the situation fully under control now, he knew how to piss you off.

“No, I thought fuck it, let’s just sit back and do nothing!” Your voice rings in sarcasm.

“Well maybe if you spent more time focusing on your staff and work you wouldn’t have this issue,” Was he really settling the blame of this on to you?

“God, you know what. I don’t need this for my boyfriend, fuck you Victor,” You said and stormed out of his office, not in the mood for him and his CEO attitude tonight. He never let it drop, he never seemed to be Victor Li your boyfriend, only Victor Li your CEO. You made your way out of the building, him calling after you and you could hear his feet running after you. Normally you would cave in and run into his arms, but not tonight. He knew how stressful this had been on you, how you'd lost sleep putting countless hours into fixing the mess and here he was acting like a smug asshole over you. You were sick of it, you were sick of him constantly belittling you. 

“Bella stop!” He yelled as he took hold of your wrist gently, finally catching up to you as you stood outside the building. Your eyes didn’t even flick to meet his face and you simply shook his hand off you.

“Goodnight Mr.Li,” You spat before heading into the cab that pulled up in front of you. You never called him that and he released how bad he screwed up. You’d spent the last few days slaving over the mistake, that wasn’t even your fault, and here he was making you feel like shit for it. It didn’t matter you were his girlfriend, he always treated you like an employee.

The cab pulled outside your apartment, you couldn’t actually remember the last time you stayed here since you spent more of your time with Victor. But you didn’t want to think about him, all you wanted to do was have a bath and unwind. 

“Hello neighbour, long time no see,” A familiar voice said as you put the key in your apartment door. 

“Lucien, hello! I guess it’s been a while,” You smile and turn to the see the handsome as ever scientist coming out his door, perfectly timed as normal.

“I could sense something didn’t seem right and it appears I am correct,”. You sigh slightly at his comment.

“Correct as always professor,”.

“Do you care to talk? I can make tea,” His words made you smile at him, he was also kind to you, he always praised you like he worshiped you. Unlike Victor who seemed to thrive on making you feel beneath him. No that’s not true, he was never harsh to you, he just never seemed to leave his boss mode and would be more critical to you at times that weren’t relevant. For example this evening, Lucien would have cared for you, comforted you and praised you on the excellence of your strength before ensuring you rested to make up for your lack of sleep. But Victor, he makes snide comments about how it's your fault and points out the wrongdoing of your situation and it wasn’t the first time he had done this. Normally you would roll over like a puppy and take his words, striving to prove him wrong but you grew sick and tired of trying to impress him because he made you feel like you never would be able to. 

“That’s very kind Lucien, but it’s been a really long week and I just want to soak in the bath with a book,” You softly reply.

“Well that's a good idea, baths are proven to help relieve stress due to the release of endorphins, if you feel stressed after remember just pick up the phone and call ‘Lucien’, he’ll make you feel better,”.

“Thank you Lucien, I feel better already,” You say with a light laugh before entering your apartment, not turning back to see the man whose eyes were pinning after you. 

As your bath was running you flicked through your phone every couple of minutes debating to text Victor, but your thoughts stopped you each time. Why should you text him and go running back for his attention? He was being a complete arsehole, let him come after you. But this Victor, he didn’t apologise so why should you expect it from him now. You scoffed only making yourself angrier, you loved him, you thought your heart could physically explode from how much it pounded for him.

He wasn’t always such a tyrant, in fact you shared so many memories with him and got to see his sweet side that was only for you. Like when he took you to the Astra Circus and brought you the most beautiful rose and you shared a tender moment enjoying the candy from the stalls. Or when he taught you to dance, his chest was close to yours, you were positive he could hear it beating. Your first kiss when he rescued you after you fell into the pool, or the first time he told you he loved you. The first time you had sex which was in his office because he was so desperate to have you. The memories of him set your skin on fire and your heart melted, you truly loved him but was it enough?

You sunk into the bath as you flicked on your music, nothing made you feel more relaxed than music especially the ‘Guardians of the Galaxy’ soundtrack. You let the aroma of your bath salts intoxicate your nose, your mind sparing all thoughts for the time being, sinking deep into your relaxing state. 

By the time you got out of the bath, dried and threw on some fresh shorts and a pyjama top, a song that made your heart instantly throb came on. It was the song that had been playing when Victor had told you he loved you, you had been around his house and was determined to make him a Pina colada as he had never had one. The song Escape (The Pina Colada) had been playing and it made you crave one, he had stood there mesmerised as you sung, slightly tipsy re-creating one of your favourite drinks. 

“For a dummy, you're pretty damn irresistible,” He words ran crisps through your ears.

‘If you like Pina Colada’s” You sang to him, giggling to yourself at your fun.

“And getting caught in the rain,” You continued, mixing together the ingredients, licking your fingers clean from the sticky mess they made. You continued to sing and gently swing your hips to beat, he let out a light laugh at the line, “If you have half a brain’. You continued your fun as the man watched you before standing behind you and wrapping his arms around you. 

“Then I'm the love that you've looked for, Write to me, and escape ” He hummed ever so softly into your ear as he placed a kiss behind your lobe. You turned around and met his loving gaze.

“Hehe your singing! I never thought I’d see the day Victor Li singing” You giggle as you wrap your arms around his neck. 

“For you, I would do anything,” His face slowly inching closer to yours, your heart beat pounding against your chest.

“I love you,” He ever so softly whispers against your lips.

“I love you too,” You instantly replied before his lips met yours. It grew deeply passionate and he spent all night making love to you, the drinks you had been making instantaneously forgot about. 

You smiled beamed at the memory, how loving Victor really was, how when he wasn’t in his boss mode what a breathtaking human being who you loved beyond words. You knew Victor had worked so hard to get to his position and you completely admired him for it, you just wished he could find a way to switch it off and enjoy the moments you had. For someone who could control time, he had no idea that it was slipping away in front of his eyes.

Caving ever so slightly, the song had completely filled your heart with love, you took your phone and typed to him, ‘I’m home, I got back safe’ just so he wouldn’t worry. Settling into bed, at least you weren't at work tomorrow, you turned off the lamp next to you and settled down to sleep. Your heart raced when you heard a ping and you checked it to see a message, but it wasn’t Victor it was from Lucien. You sighed slightly, you knew Lucien meant well but he wasn’t who you wanted to hear from right now. 

You awoke to a soft knock at the door and you quickly ran to it.

“Victor?” You called out as you opened the door but no-one was there and your sank a little. You looked down and noticed a bouquet of red roses and white lilies, your favourites with a note attached saying ‘I’m sorry’. There in black and white in Victor's handwriting was an actual apology you would frame it, of course making multiple copies first. You ran down the stairs in a hurry, trying to find him but you couldn’t see him.

“Victor!” You yelled as you ran out of the building, your body shivering slightly due to just being in your pyjamas but he wasn’t there. 

“Dummy, you’ll catch a cold,” You hear, all other noises had stopped and you faced where the voice was coming from.

“Victor,” You ran into his arms, him catching you and holding you tight to him. The normally bustling street was silent, birds in mid-flight and passerbys stood frozen in time. Not even allowing him to say a word you kissed him, your fingers entangling in his hair.

“I’m sorry for yesterday,” He says with a slight struggle and you giggle, resting your head against him.

“Mr. Li apologising and I’m the only who can hear it,” You smile and you see the corner of lips move into a smile.

“You’re the only person I will apologise to, I don’t mean to be harsh I just want you to strive and achieve your all potential, you are fantastic at your job,”. You were glad he was holding you because if you had been standing you would have been floored from his words. 

“Can you repeat that at work on Monday, in-front of everyone?”.

“No chance dummy,” He responds with a slight squeeze to your waist. 

“I know your set in your ways, but I just wish you could enjoy our time together and not be in work mode all the time, I want to enjoy you Victor, not my CEO” You pout slightly, as your fingers mess with his tie. Seriously, it was like 9 am on a Saturday and he was in a suit, not that you were complaining god bless this man and his fashion choices.

“It hurt seeing you so upset yesterday, I thought I almost lost you, going home and you wasn’t there… I never want to experience that again, never,” He says as he presses kisses around your face, your heart fluttering with his words.

“I promise to you I will work on turning off work mode and focus on what is important to me, but I need you by my side to do that,” He adds, one hand stroking your cheek.

“Victor, I admire you for your work, I think you're incredible, I just want a balance between work you and my boyfriend, I don’t want to come to your office after a hard at work and have you nag me about my report, I just want you to hold me and kiss me, just savour our time,” You smile, finally glad this talk is happening.

“Well, what if we made a deal?” His eyes meet yours.

“I will focus on leaving work mode at work, if you move in with me and help me to focus on only you,”. Your heart could explode, you feel it beating so profoundly against your chest it might break out of you.

“I’d really like that,” You whisper and you share a passionate kiss which quickly gets heated. All your anger from last night had melted and been replaced with a need for him. Your fingers undid his tie and began to undo his shirt. 

“Here? My I never expected you to be so ballsy with an audience,” He chuckles, your face going red realising you was outside, everyone frozen around you. 

“Take me to bed,” You whine as you kiss him once more, your tongue brushing over his lip and you didn’t have to tell him twice. He held you tight, your kiss not breaking as he carried you up to your apartment. 

“You left the door open, you really are a dummy,” He mumbled against your lips.

“Shut up, I came running out to see you after you left them flowers,” You replied, your hands throwing his tie across your apartment and returning to undo his shirt.

“You liked them?”, He whispered between kisses.

“I loved them, but the note I’m framing that,” You giggle slightly before crying out a moan as his lips attack the sensitive spot on your neck.

“Like I’m the only person who can hear you moan, you're the only person who will hear me apologise,” He mumbles against your skin. He shuts your apartment door and presses you against it. You were positive you had fucked on every surface of his office, house and your apartment, you rarely made it to a bed as when you had to have each other, you had to each other right there and then. 

You both made quick work of your clothes, them flung around your apartment. With one hand wrapped around your lower back, your legs around his waist, he dripped his hand between you and teased your clit before pumping two fingers into you. You threw your head back with pleasure against the door with a slight thud. 

“You can’t even do nothing and you manage to hurt yourself,” He smirks ever so lightly, his fingers working inside to you, making your brain lose all thoughts unable to make a comment back as all you can manage is ‘oh’ and his name. He removes his fingers from you, much to your whimpered moans before sucking them clean, his throbbing member pressed fiercely against your thighs. He keeps his hand tightly on your lower back and puts the other one behind your head, to hold your head close to his chest, you wrapping your arms around his neck. You lift up slightly, allowing him to enter into you before he sinks into you, both of you moaning in pleasure. Your legs around his waist tighten as you begin to rock against him, him thrusting himself deeply into you, holding on to you with all his strength. 

“Oh god Victor,” You moan against his chest, your eyes searing with lust and pleasure, your fingernails digging into the area just below his neck. 

“Thats it, g-good girl,” He groans into your ear as his thrusts quicken in pace, your wetness spreading from his cock against your thighs and his balls, the sound of slapping skin mixed with moans filling the air. His fingertips press lightly into your lower back where he was holding you as your back arches as he hits your desired spot. You became a quivering mess in his arms and he knew what you needed for your desperate release. Tilting your hips slightly, his angle deepened and his tip was prodding against the nerves inside you that would unravel you in moments. Freeing one hand from around his neck, you reach down between you and circle your fingers against your clit, you muscles contracting and tightening around his cock. You felt the humming groan from his throat at your actions and your legs began to tremble.

“Victor!” His name looping on repeat from your mouth as your orgasm released, pulsing tightly, your body clinging to him. His jaw clenched and he let out a struggling groan, his hips slapping harshly against yours before he stilled, your name desperately crying his lips as he came inside you. He held you tight to him as your body was still shaking, coming down your intense release, unable to say a word. Your face buried into his chest as you wiped your mouth ever so subtly against his chest, playing it off as a kiss but really the sensation had caused you to drool out of your mouth slightly. He ever so slowly removed himself from you before carrying you over to the sofa, sitting you in his lap as you both held each other. 

“New deal,” You softly panted, running your fingers through his hair.

“Every time you bring CEO Victor home, we do that,”. He smirked slightly, his charcoal eyes gazing into yours as he brushed a strand of hair out of your face.

“I’ll bring CEO mode home every night if that's what I have to look forward to coming home too,”. You giggle slightly as his hand interlaces with yours.

“Although, knowing you will be there waiting for me, makes me never want to leave our home again,” He whispers as he presses a kiss to your wrist. Oh my love, my Victor, je t'aime Victor.

Enjoy my work, visit my masterlist here. 

[incarnateirony]

15.13+

This year-old tweet of Merecuda’s becomes truer by the day. 

So I’ve said I’d collect old posts I’ve made over the past few years involving perennial philosophy as they apply to our current episode, rather than beating the same horses to death I’ve been banging on for years. That way if people missed/forgot these they can find them without me writing entire-assed new essays but rather find how they’re binding into the current episode -- as well as later-down link collections of thoughtbursts I had about the episode itself.

14.10: The numerology of Billie’s Book -- reality, matrixes and more; god’s understanding of the universe through the universe and the purchase of the extant universe.

Pre-ep-300: Aesclepius -- the dreamer, the healer, the serpent, the climb to divinity

Pre-14.14: Ouroboros, Jung, the Shadow; Nehushtan, the brazen serpent climbing the tree and more. Keep in mind the crucified serpent stuff in here because we’ll swing back to it.

Pre-14.18: Hermetic Absence; the human soul is the one true good. What we call evil is the absence of it. Later the episode itself swung around and quoted it so YOLO.

14.20: 

Optimism vs Nihilism; Hermeticism vs Gnosticism; the demiurge, the Truth and the Shadow. Also, see more on the Truth at this second link (x)

A cosmic game of chicken Jack being both later script-confirmed over here. (x)

Jack as the Orphic Egg, Phanes, the golden child, son of the serpent in the garden, the Big Bounce Impending.

The Empty, the Shadow, Reflection, the Lack of Soul, “Now I’m just Empty.”

S14-15 hiatus:

Old cosmogenic theories that may or may not still work.

The Shadow, Animus, Anima, God; the dance with the serpent and the cosmic marriage post-divorce -- big yike I said it was too Destiel yet here we are. Use this accessory post (x) to see the ranking of shadow/animus/anima in the video a little more clearly.

Inner worlds, we all have them, so to whom does Eden belong? After all, compare Michael’s world for Dean to Chuck’s for the rest. And I ask you to think outside the box for this (x)

A longwinded conversation about the nature of souls (x)

The Three Principles 

...just... this to think on with the rest (x)

15.11: The return of the Son and the Sun portends the revelation that the ego itself reflects light given from the sun and the soul, including the collective soul of the above and beyond, as well as a whole bunch of other stuff (phases of paths, the goddess, and more)

Once you get this far meditate on this for a bit from 15.12, given I stole the preview of the snake for it, and remastered one of my S14 spec vids for it (x)

AND FINALLY WE HAVE REACHED 15.13

Neshamah in the garden: the manifestation of the divine feminine opposed to eve as the essence of the soul or spirit in pre-fall Eden, and her connection with the unconscious serpent.

About the cross showing the way and it’s enduring relation to all above themes -- hell, that shape of cross even has meanings (x) as well as this, to the same theme,

but focusing on the sacred marriage elements more than the elements of the soul Reflected in the first link (x) Given the divine marriage itself is a whole other topic I’ve spammed to death including my old Eucharist video from 15.09 (x)

but with a long video track backwards that really requires just navigating the playlist once the above is soaked.

Also my next S14 video to remaster like I did Grudge based on the few above links (x)

and this old chart y’all are probably sick to death of that the goddamn yellowing snake fucking asked

These collective thoughts bundled, if once you’ve read them you still have questions, feel free to send asks.

Also yet again, Cas is the only one the Empty puts on faces for. His death and inky shadow didn’t work to keep him down (Shadow, primal state). His own didn’t work to put him down (Animus, Albedo, masculine ego). Meg’s didn’t work to put him down (Anima, Citrinitas, feminine superego; a fun choice when demon-searching rather than using Dumah again despite her resonance with Sam’s anima in TMWKTM and EXCELLENT opportunity to let Rachel cameo; but Cas has been at minimum in the yellow since last year and we’re not rich in opportunities to get Rachel back so it definitely worked while Cas was stumbling around in oblivion to revisit it while the rest of the guys grow into Citrinitas). 

Or you know, the literal shadow or blockage of these things as they stand with the above material (not really too unlike Belphegor as the ruler of Thagirion contrary to Tiphareth, which that GOD DAMN CROSS from 13 literally represents.) I AM EXCITE for 15.18 to see who’s face it takes next (in Rubedo, the Self and speaker of truths). And recent on set scene/event leaks minded, I think we have a pretty good idea. So I am even MORE excite. 

I really just saw Nehushtan and Neshamah talk to Phanes in the inner garden before the fall of man asking “Who are you?” in the yellowing phase of this show with the reddening impending in 15+ and I need to be let out of this box.

When I spent more than 2 decades of my life studying perennial philosophy I wanted the secrets of the universe, not the secrets of a cult fiction TV show, and frankly, I need a refund, please pull this snake out of my ear.

BuckLeming were kinda handed the inability to fuck up with as advanced as the hermetic lore has become over the last few years, but I’ve gotta say, they handled unusually well. I’m also quite fond of the Emperor-Empress-Aeonchild imagery being incorporated with the Golden Dawn/Rosicrucian/Christianized elements rather than the more alchemical abstract deliveries that whiff over people, because maybe JESUS MARY JOSEPH will ring a few bells better than colored and only loosely gendered abstracts of development, especially since they haven’t been overtly labeling things Emperor or Empress as much as depicting them with all other associated quotes and symbolism to date. Though I don’t consider 15.02/03 subtle in its delivery of the goddess role in any respect.

This is the second time the Emperor has passed his sphere to the empress. Only this time, rather than the hermit brother choosing not to initiate it for the cost, it was passed from the Empress to the child and brought us to the inner garden to find the truth of the aeon and really, I’m not okay right now, send help

(And summore x) and even (summore about the inner garden, the soul, the proto adam and divine feminine, the symbol above and a whole bunch of hoohah x) -- Yes I just linked you an entire google book. Either you wanna know or you don’t, s’your choice.

Side semi-joke commentary with Castiel’s placement in this structure: is nobody else going to point out that Cas already brought home fruit from the Tree of Life from Syria rather than this non-eden and inner garden? I don’t think they’re quite the same place, but there’s some extra lmao there. dEAnNNn i bRoughT FrUIt fRom tHE tReE oF lIFE

Edit: while i do truly believe this boils down to an excuse to see Rachel on our screens again, I can't help but have it hit harder and harder that Castiel's divine feminine superego was appealed to in supposed reminder of him having no one in life to go back to and instead an old fling he made a connection with in death.

With the overall framing of another relationship as the cause of his suffering, whether intent or by accident it couldn't have been more on point. Just sleep, Cas, happy or not. Isn't what you want here? But he didn't bite. Not one bit. He could have slowed to ask about her or split his focus to find her too, but instead he called out to Ruby still and moved on, still on point for his family back home. I have some posts about The Celestial Ruby elsewhere that I want to probe later about the Occultum but this will do for now.

[marlowmello]

How a single character inspired me as an artist

If someone were to ask me what in the media inspired me, I would answer with Deadpool. The films, the comic books, you name it. I know you're probably thinking, "wow, how original," but let me explain.

It all started when I went to see the Wolverine Origins movie. Yes, I know it was one of the lesser Marvel movies made, and I am not defending that. However, I loved Ryan Reynolds' as Deadpool… well, up until the end, but that's a discussion for a different day.

After seeing the film, I decided I wanted to research the character a little bit more. I loved his cocky attitude and snarky comments. I felt like Ryan Reynolds brought that out so well and was curious to see if that translated to the comic books. I found out there was a current issue of comics featuring the character and decided to start reading it.

I loved it; I loved the art style, the writing, and the character in general. It was completely different from what I expected of a comic book. To be honest, I hadn't really explored comic books because I didn't realize they could be like that.

The Deadpool series inspired me to get into character design, concept art and start writing my own comics. I began practicing drawing humans more. Before, I had stuck primarily to drawing animals. When the series ended, I was devastated, and I wasn't as big of a fan of the art style in the new series, so I had a difficult time getting into it.

Then there was great news, the news that Ryan Reynolds was going to make the Deadpool movie. There had been rumors about it, but a test footage leak confirmed that it might actually be happening. It's a bit of a blur between the leak and the movie release, but I remember being so excited when I saw the official previews.

Oh, and I forgot to mention, in the span of reading the comics, I definitely bought a custom costume and wore it to Comicpalooza. So, you better believe I was wearing that at the premiere.

The movie was great. What's even better is that the movie worked, and they went on to make a second film. Which was unsurprisingly just as good. I'm eager to see if they make a third film or if Deadpool will be featured in the Marvel Universe in any other way.

Now, I must admit, I have kind of moved away from my Deadpool phase, but I still give the character, movies, and comic books credit for what inspired me as an artist. It wasn't just drawing either. I remember that being the first time I said, I want to work on movies, I want to work for Marvel Studios. Ok, so that was a little ambitious, and I have since realized that. Still, in many ways, it changed my direction.

I still read comic books, however, I have gravitated more to webtoons. I have been exploring creations made by newer and unknown artists. I have even created my own series and have been working towards publishing it on webtoons. I would have to say that without Deadpool, I don't think I would be making comic book art, and I am not even sure that I would be in the digital media field.

[milkyytae]

Angel baby~Part 2

(gif isn't mine credit to owner)

HI I AM BACK!!!! FINALLY!!! I am sorry I took so long honestly school this year is exhausting but I managed to get this done and not to boast or anything but I am loving this series so far!! I hope you guys like it too!!

special thanks to @a-theory-of-infinite-energy  for sharing ballet knowledge with me I will put it to good use in future chapters sorry I forgot to do this when I posted 

Enjoy your reading :3

- 5,198 words

smut

Pairing: Female Reader x Park Jimin

Genre: Sugar baby/sugar daddy AU; multimillionaire!jimin

~Your sugar daddy is distant, maybe you will finally get the touch you crave tonight.~

preview, part 1, part 2,part 3

“I don’t know if this was a good idea.” Jimin muttered down the phone as his nails dug into the leather of his chair.

“Oh come on!” his friend insisted “You need to stop this bullshit.”

“Tae..” Jimin sighed as his eyes drifted to the white ceiling. He knew very well all this wasn’t bullshit it was serious, him out of all people should’ve known. Hiring you as a sugar baby, it just had to be a mistake. He couldn’t do this. “You know it isn’t bullshit, after what happened I just- I- I can’t. Everything- it’s just too much you know I am not comfortable with all this already.”

“Ugh, I know but just listen to me ok?”

Jimin let out a quite “Ok.” and slumped in his seat. He knew what was coming. Tae was going to tell him to stop thinking about all this, and say that what happened wasn’t his fault as usual. He was right but it was still hard to get her image out of his head whenever he saw you. He didn’t want to be the person to ruin your life.

“You deserve to have some fun Jimin. You spend your days locked up inside, the only people you talk to are people you work with I feel like I am your only connection with the outside world. The real world.” he sighed and Jimin just waited for the rest in silence. He was hurting Tae and his chest clenched, he had to stop being so selfish. He didn’t see the problem with working all day, not until he realised he felt dead inside. He was drowning the bad memories in his work, and it wasn’t until Taehyung pointed it out that he realised. “Listen, I- I need you to try this. She signed up for this, she knows what she is doing, she even asked for it, isn’t that a sign that she wants it? Sex with her can only be positive for you, you need to get laid bro it’s been too long.”

Jimin remembered what you had said about sex, “I take it upon myself to offer it to the men I enjoy.” You enjoyed him, his heart skipped a beat at the memory of the flicker in your eyes and coy smile pressed against the hem of your crystal glass. You were the one who offered it, and he even thought by the look on your face that he had seen lust when he lost his self-control and started unravelling his fantasies before you. He didn’t know how that happened, you just made every word leak from his lips that burnt in need to devour your neck with a beat of your eyelashes. There was just something about you. He had no intention of getting into a contract that involved sex. Not after what had happened. But there you were with your sparkling eyes and adorable laughs. Your neck was fully exposed in the silk dress you had chosen and the only thought that ran wildly in his head was how he wished to tear it off of you. He tried pushing that back until you asked him what he was into and everything broke out of him.

“I guess so..” he muttered.

“Jimin, this is a good thing. You have to move on. What happened was terrible but I think you’ve dwelled upon it for long enough. You need to let yourself enjoy life too. Fuck I don’t even remember the last time I saw you genuinely have fun..”

It was true. He had fun, sometimes, but it never matched the intense laughs he used to have with Tae when they were younger. It never matched the thrill he had after a performance. It was never as good as it was before, there was always something haunting him at the back of his head. A darkness that dulled every instance of his life.

“You deserve happiness Jiminie. You can do this, it will take time but you’ve waited long enough… I just want you to live your life at its fullest.”

“I know Tae. I’ll try with Y/N..” he said softly. As his grip on the chair loosened he hated making Taehyung this concerned. He would try, just for him. If you could help him then it was worth the shot.

Little did he know that you were looking through the crack of the door and noticed Jimin's feet on his desk. You had eavesdropped and at the mention of your name you decided that it was time for you to leave. You shouldn’t have stayed there so long. It was a private conversation. He had told you that his office was the only place you couldn’t go into, so you were curious to see what he hid in there. You weren't expecting to hear anything of the sort but you hadn’t managed to fight off your curiosity. You quickly ran out of the house you were supposed to be gone already. As the taxi drove you back home all you could wonder about was what he meant when he had said “I’ll try with Y/N…”  why were you mentioned in what seemed to be a quite private and serious conversation?

“So have you done it yet?” Jade exclaimed.

You chuckled, “Done what Jade?”

You heard her sigh from the bathroom as if what she was asking was obvious, “Have you got anywhere close to his dick? Is what I mean Y/N!”

You almost choked and sat back upright in your bed as she looked out of the door with a smile on her face and her makeup half done “What?! Oh my god Jade no. Jimin is not that type of guy.”

“Really? Because from what you told me of the first evening you spent together things were pretty heated.”

She was right things were heated that first night, you remembered the way he undressed you with his eyes and bit down on his plump lip. The things he had told you still ran wild in your mind and came haunting you at night when you were alone on your soft bed. “I like it rough, and tender. I am the type to slap you on the ass and then soothe the soreness with my lips.” You couldn’t even count the number of times you had gotten yourself off to that. You wished he would let you touch him like you had imagined in a few of your wet dreams. Your hand on his thick thigh slowly creeping towards his bulge just that would suffice for you, but sadly there hadn't even been the slight allusion to sex yet. Of course, you respected that but there was a part of you craving his touch.

“That’s true but ever since that night, nothing has happened. The only things we’ve been doing is going out to the mall to shop and eat food. I have to say he has really good taste when it comes to clothing though.”

It wasn’t very surprising considering how he was dressed on the first night, he always wore nice clothes and paid attention to his appearance. When you had gone out shopping he picked out this gorgeous dress for you. It was a gold shimmery dress that hugged every single one of your curves just right and it sparkled even in the dimmest of lights. You had no idea when you would wear such a beautiful piece of clothing but he had insisted on buying it for you.  

Although he was always nicely dressed and well-groomed you once caught him just getting out of bed looking all soft and scruffy, his stubble showing and his usually combed hair all over the place. He was wearing sweatpants and a large t-shirt that showed the top of his chest and you could just imagine what it would be like for anyone who got the chance to wake up by his side. You had no idea why he woke up so late though it was 3 pm but you were not complaining, soft scruffy Jimin was a sight you were willing to see more often.

“Ugh I was really excited for you on that one, he is so hot Y/N!!”

“You think I don’t know that already?” you laughed. 

“Do you ever think it will happen then?”  you watched as she leaned over the sink and dropped her mouth open as she applied a coat of mascara.

“I have no idea Jade, it doesn’t seem like he wants anything like that.”

She huffed, you could tell how she frustrated about it she was. She was the type of sugar baby to offer sex to all of her sugar daddies, she loved the thrill of it all and now that you had found a sugar daddy you actually liked she was getting more excited than you about it. She had a thing for older men as well which made things easier especially considering she was only 19 years old. You often worried about her but she had a strong personality and didn’t like other people meddling with her stuff so you respected that. It didn’t stop you from worrying though.

After a short silence, you added, “You know I overheard one of his phone calls yesterday.”

“Don’t tell me you were eavesdropping Y/N?” she laughed as she came into the bedroom and dropped herself on the bed beside you. She looked at you eager for you to tell her what you heard.

“I was,” you admitted, “he was talking to someone he called Tae? I don’t know who that is but I am pretty sure they were talking about me.”

“Really?! Oh my god that’s exciting! What were they saying?”

“Well I heard say something like “Tae you know I am not comfortable with all this already!” and he mentioned my name at the end so I left.He said “I’ll try with Y/N”

“Oh! Try what?”

“I don’t know..I think something may have happened to him.”

“Do you have any idea what?” she asked curiously and much more excited about all of it than she should be.  

“I don’t know I didn’t listen long enough to know.”

“Oh Y/N I really need to teach you how to spy on people properly.”

“I wasn’t trying to!” you protested. You had just happened to walk by his office as you were leaving, and his hushed voice caught your attention. You didn’t think he would be trying to hide any secrets.

“Maybe he was talking about another sugar baby he used to have which is why he isn’t comfortable about all this? ”

“I think you’re pulling it a bit far there.” you weren’t sure if you could picture Jimin with another sugar baby, but after all, it wasn’t as if you knew a lot about him in the first place. He kept his life quite private and mostly took interest in you, so you were the centre of attention most of the time. It wasn’t that you disliked it but the further it went the more interested you were in Jimin. The few times he let you into his life were only when he briefly mentioned his days as a ballet dancer, his eyes always sparkled at the mention of dancing and you were curious to know what about it made him so obviously happy.

“Do you think it’s like one of those forbidden love stories? Maybe he fell in love with a sugar baby? But they couldn’t be together for some dramatic reason, now that would be so romantic.” she sighed.

“Yeah you’re definitely letting your imagination drag you right now.” you chuckled. “Shouldn’t you be heading out to see your sugar daddy right now?”

“Fuck!” she gasped and jumped from the bed before grabbing her bag and running to the door, “See ya Y/N!” you heard her yell from the front door and you were left alone in your room.  

Just as she left you received a text,

I got tickets for us. We’re going to see swan lake. [19:00]

Tonight. I’ll pick you up at 9. [19:01]

Wear something nice angel. [19:01]

You gawked at your screen. Angel, you always melted when he called you that. It was rare, but each time it left his lips as a soft tune accompanied by a small smile on his face and an adorable eye smile. You wished you could see it more often, each time it happened your heart skipped a beat. You sighed it was such short notice if he had said so a few days beforehand and you would’ve come up with a killer outfit. One that would make him have difficulties taking his eyes off of you. You only had 2 hours to work with, fuck. You decided to take a shower and think about what you would wear then.

The doorbell rang and you rushed to the door after hurriedly slipping your heel on. Before opening, you stopped in front of the mirror and checked yourself out. You chose to put the dress he bought you on, it looked fabulous you were happy you finally found an appropriate occasion to put it on. You checked your teeth and makeup, you were happy to say that you were flawless. When you opened the door the look on Jimin’s face only made it clearer. His eyes widened and lips parted a little bit as he took in your figure before him. He quickly regained his composure and snapped back to his normal self.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Of course Jimin.” you chirped before stepping out and locking your door, “Shall we go now?” you asked holding your arm up for him to take. He said he didn’t want any pda but this was just gallantry and an excuse for you to get closer to him. You walked out of the apartment block arms intertwined and you felt your heart racing in your chest. You were finally going out with Jimin on something else than a trip to the mall.

The car parked in front of a big lit up building. People were flowing inside and a thread of fur, glitter, rosy cheeks, and silk made its way through the large marble columns. The crowd bubbled with excitement and as the door opened you heard the laughter and loud sound of talking reach your ears. The building towered over the sea of lush bodies and a sudden knot of excitement appeared in your stomach. Jimin who had opened you the door offered his hand with a sparkle in his eyes, he smiled “Are you coming angel?” he cocked his head to the side and a strand of hair fell before his eyes.

You took his warm hand and let it gently pull you to your feet. All you could focus on in that moment was his smile no matter how impressive the building and scene laid before you was Jimin’s smile over-shined all of that. His head tilted slightly backwards as he too looked at the building and marble columns before settling back onto the crowd. His posture straight and elegant. He looked absolutely gorgeous, his tuxedo much like the first night you met him met any expectations of what would be worn by such a wealthy sugar daddy. Everything was luxurious and reflected his riches but as some may not expect all of it was tasteful. He shined slightly as the bright light coming from the building hit your faces, and his expression softened and beamed in happiness through the gentle stretch of his lips. You walked up many stairs and all the staff nodded respectfully at Jimin who smiled back.

“Do people know you here?” you wondered.

“I work with them occasionally.”

“Oh.” was all you managed to answer, the answer was clear but still vague. You had no idea what his job was, and suddenly learning he worked with people in the dance industry made you curious about what it was exactly he did. He lead you up the stairs and through less crowded corridors. The walls were adorned with gold and paintings of dancers adding a vague dash of pink to the picture. Your heels clicked on the marble floor and the noise echoed between the walls as less people were around you. Soon enough he pushed a small door and before you was a giant room full of crimson chairs and long velvet curtains before the stage. A soft tune of piano accompanied the excited muttering of people. You both sat down on the soft sofa and you turned your head his way biting your lip as your eyes met his. You could’ve sworn his pupils dilated slightly.

“So Jimin,” you inquired “why swan lake?”

“It’s my favourite.” he grinned and your heart melted. His warm smile reached your skin and made your hairs stand up on the back of your neck as a soft smile traced on your face. “It’s a classic for a reason.” he added.

“Have you ever danced to it?” you asked as you took in his excitement.

He sighed and his smile disappeared for a split second to be replaced by a melancholic one, and his smooth voice was suddenly weaker “I did..”

A small silence took place and he turned his face away from yours and let his eyes drift on the room slowly filling itself up. You felt the urge to reach for him, to place your hand on his cheek, and ask him what he was hiding but you had no right to do that so you just looked at him and waited for the silence to be broken. After a moment his voice reappeared above the tune of the piano “I was the swan.” he smiled weakly.

“The swan?”

“Yes. It was my best role.”

He still didn’t look at you and he seemed to drift somewhere else. Possibly back to the days he used to dance. You tried picturing Jimin as the swan. Chest bare, feathers flying from his costume and graceful movements perfectly accompanying the music. The crowd must have loved him, you wished you could see it. Sadly you had the feeling it wouldn’t happen anytime soon.

He soon snapped out of his daze and finally faced you once more with a faint smile.

“I have the feeling you’ll enjoy it.”

“I hope so.” You teased and cocked your eyebrow.

Suddenly the lights dimmed and the crowds chatting stopped as the music began. Soon enough the scene was animated by dancers, the music was loud and clear as it drummed through your ears.

“It’s the prince’s birthday.” Jimin muttered close to your ear explaining what was going on.

You turned your face towards him and found yourself only inches away from his own. Your eyes met his, he didn’t budge like you expected him to. His eyes lingered down to your lips and the tip of his tongue peeked in between his own. You smirked as you realised just what he was thinking about. You let your fingertips graze his warm hand as you pulled away and settled in the back of your seat pretending to focus back on the stage. Daringly he set his hand on your thigh as if nothing was happening. You didn’t move and took in the warm touch you had only dreamt about. 

The ballet went by and as the dancers swirled around on stage, people all seemed captivated by their elegant movements, the waves of their members the grace in their jumps, the music plunging each and every one of the people in the audience into the story. Everyone somehow found themselves by the lake of tears watching the swans, everyone except you. Jimin’s hand was on your thigh and that was all you could focus on. Although you tried to relax you felt your stomach clench as the warmth of his palm spread on your bare skin. Your eyes focused on the stage but your mind went wild with thoughts you knew you should avoid having. Your imagination took you to a place where Jimin’s lips sucked on your thighs, where his fingers went elsewhere than on your thighs. You wished you could taste him. A glance his way and you caught his tongue wet his lips making them glisten in the warm lighting. You could discern his eyes in the dark, you even thought his pupils were dilated and cheeks slightly pink. 

Your eyes lingered too long and he turned his head towards you questioningly, you took this occasion to smirk slightly and open your legs as your gaze plunged into his. He looked at you and not a sign of his thoughts could be seen on his face, except what looked like a sparkle in his eye. He turned his head away from you. You took that as a sign that your advance had been denied and tried turning your attention back to the ballet. You sighed slightly disappointed that it hadn’t worked. Without warning a warmth crept in between your still open legs. You snapped your head towards Jimin who looked completely unaware of what was happening. You didn’t move being unsure of what was going on. It looked like he had no idea that his hand was currently running up and down your thigh slowly setting fire to your core. You only straightened yourself back in your seat, and pretended that you hadn’t noticed anything, two could play this game. You tried containing your smirk as his fingers met the lace covering your damp underwear. A small smile seemed to appear on his face when he realised you were already wet with his simple touch. He rubbed your clothed folds making more fluids leak out in between your legs. You still pushed back any signs of enjoyment from your part although the wetness between your legs was a sign of the contrary. He leaned closer to you and the lips you had been desiring since the first night you met him brushed against your ear as he whispered in a hoarse voice,

“Stop resisting angel.”

You ignored his comment although a tight knot formed in the pit of your stomach at his words. His mouth met your neck as he placed a soft kiss on you leaving a wet trace on your burning flesh.

“I know you want it.” he added before leading his wet fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean before your eyes. His tongue swiped and sucked quickly on your juices. You bit your lip to stop your jaw from dropping, you didn’t want him to know just how intense of an effect he had on you. His eyes then pierced through yours and as he cocked his head to the side a teasing smile appeared on his face and you felt each of your muscles tense. You found yourself having difficulties stopping yourself from rubbing your thighs together to get some relief.

You tried regaining your composure and said as clearly as you could with a coy smile, “I don’t know what you are talking about Jimin.”

He chuckled, “I think we both know angel..” and with that, his fingers made their way back in between your thighs, and his lips graze your neck. You felt warmth pool in your pit and the spark that had slowly been igniting was now becoming a blazing flame. All he had to do was to say those words in his hoarse voice and you were already intoxicated by him. You tightened your grip on the armrest and your nails dug into the leather. His touch reached your core once more and this time he rubbed harshly without warning. At the sudden feeling you could not contain the gasp that fell from your lips.

“See I knew you wanted it babygirl.” he hummed against your skin and you could’ve sworn your nails were starting to make holes in the sofa. You wouldn’t let yourself beat so easily so you let your hand creep onto his thigh. As your hand roamed up his leg you could feel just how well built he was and you could already imagine what it would be like to have one in between your legs. He said nothing but you felt him tense as your fingers slowly approached his clothed length. Just as you were about to touch it, his hand took a firm grip of your wrist and with a stern look he muttered “Not yet.” He let your hand go and you placed it back on your leg. You sighed slightly disappointed, your hand could still feel his muscles tense under your touch and you wondered when exactly he would let you touch him. “Not yet” means soon right? Your thoughts were soon cut off when you realised that Jimin’s hand still in between your legs had pushed your underwear aside. You let out a gasp and unwillingly arched your back in your seat when his skin met yours. His fingers swirled at your entrance and applied a gentle pressure, each rub made a shiver run down your spine. You looked over at him and his eyes were focused on the dancers as if nothing was happening. A small but noticeable smirk gave away the fun he was having making you squirm in your seat. You wished you could take that smile off of him, but he was your sugar daddy and you were paid to give him what he wanted. He told you not to touch him yet, and that what you had to do now. All you could do was take it and wait for the time you would be able to make Jimin moan your name softly as he slammed into you, just the thought of it made your mind go wild. His thumb found your clit and started to circle upon it making a sudden rush of pleasure leak out in between your legs.

“Fuck, you're so wet for me.” he groaned quietly, and you wriggled again. You couldn’t believe the effect he had on you even with simple words. He was the first sugar daddy you had that managed to do this to you. A few words and a simple graze of his skin were enough to make lust appear within you. Now that he was groaning dirty things to you with his hand on your sex you could feel yourself fall into a frenzy. Your hand instinctively rushed onto his own out of eagerness and you pushed the two fingers slightly signalling you wanted more. His eyes still followed each of the swans' gracious movements as his fingers gently pushed inside of you. A small strangled moan escaped your mouth, you hoped no one was in the booths beside you but you highly doubted it. His thumb still made small regular circles on your clit creating the right amount of friction you needed. 

“You’re missing an important part of the ballet angel.” he hummed and you whined with his fingers curling inside of you. He slowly thrusted his digits inside of you and your breathing was becoming heavier by the second.

“Jimin..ah..fuck” was all you managed to whimper back when he hit your g spot. Realising he had found your sweet spot he intensified the pace. Each thrust of his digits between your walls was becoming harder to do for him as you clenched around him. Your high was already approaching, the buildup of pleasure in your pit was on the verge of exploding.

“Faster.” you pleaded, but he wanted more than that.

“I am sorry baby I didn’t hear that.”

“Faster,.. pl- please Jimin..” you managed to release between heavy breaths as your hand settled on his leg searching for something to clutch on. The digging of your nails into his trousers made him hiss but he didn’t move nonetheless. Satisfied to hear you beg he obliged to your request and started going faster, the harshness of his movements hurt but the pain only rushed through your body as bliss.

“Come for me Y/N.” he muttered and you finally came undone around his fingers. Your moans increased and mostly came out in the form of Jimin’s name. Your back arched and eyes rolled to the back of your head. You were completely high on his touch and as your orgasm spread fire within your veins all your mind could focus on was him. Your whines slowly died down and Jimin pulled his fingers out gently. You were left a panting sweaty mess on the opulent sofa, with a pair of gorgeous eyes taking in the sight of you. You brushed the few hairs out of your face and hoped your face wasn’t too flushed. Jimin’s stare made you uneasy, do I have something on my face?  

“Fuck, that was beautiful.” he finally said and your heart fluttered.

The ballet then continued and ended without a word exchanged between the two of you. You could see the bulge in his trousers, and you wished you could help him out. After all, you felt bad that you got to come and not him, you didn’t understand the point. Most sugar daddies would want it the other way around. It wasn’t rare for one of them to ask a sexual favour of you and never take the time to make you come. You were paid for their enjoyment so even though it was frustrating for you it was still understandable. You couldn’t fathom why he would want to pleasure you without anything in return. He said “Not yet” so you assumed he would let you touch him later but he wasn’t showing any sign that he wanted that to happen. His focus had returned to the dancing swans. You decided to not risk it and kept your hands to yourself. If he wanted anything out of you he would just ask.

He never did. The only words he spoke were at the end of the ballet, “My driver will take you home, I have some business I need to attend to.” his eyes looked at your face but they darted away from your gaze. 

“Oh...” before you could continue he added,

“I will see you tomorrow.” and he stood up and left you by yourself in the booth.

You found his sudden attitude strange. You had been working for Jimin for a couple months now, and he had always acted gentlemanly. Even if he didn’t accompany you home himself he would at least escort you to the car and bid you farewell. You walked out of the building by yourself amongst the crowd wondering if you had done something wrong to get such a reaction. Maybe he wanted you to touch him and was displeased, but if he had wanted anything he should’ve signalled it one way or another. You sighed as you stepped foot into the car, you would see how it went tomorrow and maybe ask him if he wanted you to jerk him off like you intended to in the beginning.

That night your dreams were once more tainted with the thought of him. How you craved to taste his tender lips.  

[courage-a-word-of-justice]

Houseki no Kuni 3 - 6 | Girls’ Last Tour 3 - 6 | Boueibu OVA | Netjuu no Susume 6 | Juuni Taisen 7 | Mahoutsukai no Yome 6

Apparently there’s a bonus if you watch until the end of the 5th ep of Netjuu no Susume…I’ve seen it, or else I wouldn’t be telling you it exists.

I’ve rolled out the simulcast commentary tags for the seasonal shows that don’t have tags yet (aside from Netjuu no Susume’s replacement when that time comes).

Plus, as you can see in the title…there’s the Boueibu OVA in this bundle of notes, for completion’s sake.

Houseki no Kuni 3

That snail sure is a lively thing.

Really? A poop joke? Well, that’s one way to rub Phos’s new state into Dia’s face.

…welp, not much to talk about this time, I guess.

Houseki no Kuni 4

What the heck? The snail has a type???

This OP is lovely. Its best aspect is the visuals, though. It sounds kind of plain compared to even Saturday Night Question (Netjuu no Susume).

That snail makes a nice wig for Master Kongo, doesn’t it?

I’m listening to this show for the first time, and Phos uses “boku”, interestingly enough.

The snail's urge to go back to its home in the sea reminds me that lots of Chinese people go back to their country for Chinese New Year. I wonder if the same sentiment is involved in both instances?

The ED is nice, but not as good as the OP.

Houseki no Kuni  5

Watermelon? I feel sorry for the gem which has that name.

Ahh! These jellyfish are cute (and practical)!

“No getting all weak-kneed now!” – Says Phos, who’s got legs potentially harder than their body.

Houseki no Kuni 6

Trust exercises. I did some with some members of my anime club once. (Haha.)

I noticed the spikes were blue, so they might be Sapphire. It’s kind of like Rabbit’s necromantistry (Juuni Taisen), but…in a slightly different form.

Girls’ Last Tour 3

Kanazawa???? *thinks about King’s Game, where the protag and the author share the surname Kanazawa*

There’s some extremely glaring CGI during this episode. For a moment, you can discern Chi’s made of CGI while in her Kettenkrad.

Please don’t ship the grown man with the loli.

That’s some grim humour they attempted with Kanazawa. Kinda like Zetsubou-sensei (Nozomu Itoshiki).

Boueibu OVA

I almost wasn’t going to cover this, because it’s an OVA, but hey, why not make an exception? This may be the last time we Boueibu fans can talk about this stuff again…(Plus I think I’ll have volume for the entire thing if I hurry.)

Haha, the volleyball scene. Notice En talks first.

Yumoto’s being basic as always. *sighs happily*

Trump, eh? The word for playing cards is trump, but…y’know?

(about “graduating in a storm of cherry blossoms” and En saying it sounds lonely) I was just about to say that, En. However, that may just be OVA feels speaking.

Itsumo Ichiban? Rememer that guy? Well, there’s Itsumo’s brother on Kin-chan’s list. You can tell because he’s literally Itsumo Nisan. Geddit?

(about Zundar’s meeting with Kin-chan) The manga! It was correct after all!

Yep, that’s exactly how it went 2 years ago. In fact, I think it might be recycled content…(?)

Wombat speaks very formally. I learnt about keigo in the past year so I only picked up on that this time around.

The word used by Aki is “sad” according to the subs, but hazukashii means “embarrassing”, which puts a new spin on it.

They’re literally just using montages of s1, which is why I want Pony Canyon to bundle the OVA with s2. It’s more money, but for the consumer, it’s more worth it. However…having Bi…Egoism in an anime segment at all is new.

Akoya must be popular in the fandom. Either that or the staff are acknowledging how unloved he is.

Yay! It’s Star the VEPPer!

It’s good that each of these side characters is getting their own montage. Plus we’re getting official translations of the character songs, which is the best thing you can get for free when character songs aren’t distributed normally in most cases.

4th wall breaking! I guess you never expected that, eh? (Actually, you probably did, considering it’s been a montage for almost everyone now.)

(I love En’s little snarks in the middle of the song.) The only one left after this is Atsushi, right? Update: Oops, forgot Kin-chan. Sorry Kin-chan.

I never really realised Atsushi’s song was so hard rock compared to En’s more pop-like one.

“But do I really have that fire inside of me?” – I think I heard the song go atsui which is a real funky (in a good way) pun on Atsushi’s name.

Aww, they missed out in such a good pun! Haru went haru and Aki went aki. The translator didn’t pick up on that though…aww.

Whoa! Yumoto got all scary! Botan Yuzuru though…gotta look into that later for magicalgirlsandcerulean.

This (Spanish?) guitar reminds me of this track from The Dog Island.

A-ha! This is what you get when you translate the Japanese in the ads too.I was quite right indeed, although it really is the dang 132nd graduation ceremond.

It’s literally a button monster. Don’t wanna mash his buttons! (I bet you’re all groaning from my jokes, ahaha…)

Dadacha’s voice sounds kinda ridiculous now because Yasumoto is clearly using the deeper voice he normally uses for Zundar.

Notice the monster’s face is made from the character 高 (the first character in the Japanese word for “high school”).

Salty Sol is still salty after all this time…sad life.

That train station is the same one from the beach episode!

I’ve seen enough spoilers so I know where this is going…I already identified in the spoiler chat what Wombat is going to catch as a reference to a Kenji Miyazawa work.

This train is somewhat obviously CGI…

Spinach curry? When’d Wombat eat that?

Ths slideshow appears to be all the clean art for everything they’ve ever produced in the Boueibu canon! Even events and collabs!

“So wipe away your tears.” – I’m not crying, you are…*tear leaks from corner of eye*

I don’t recognise two of those pictures…(EnAtsu beach pic and a yukata one with the Defence Club on the roof.)

Oh…my…it’s over? Well, frankly I was expecting the fandom’s end in 2015…so, here’s to the future. Farewell, and remember: love is forever! Separations are only a new beginning!

Netjuu no Susume 6

That was a really bad Glico man in the back (of Koiwai)…

I think something’s wrong with my eye. It just gave off a few tears…(kidding tone)

Whose car is this that Morimori-chan is sitting in??? Update: It’s a taxi. Whoops.

I think Morimori-chan used the word douryou (colleagues, coworkers) instead of employees. The word for employees would probably be very different.

Nikunokiya??? (thinks about Kinokuniya)

(Koiwai goes Ai no chikara ne…) Boueibu reference…kind of.

Notice Koiwai said he was low on health in the text but he said zombie in the Japanese. That’s where Fruits de Mer comes in for Morimori-chan.

“There’s no way I’d say something like that!”

I think the cup this ED is new. Plus the headphones.

Oh! I spotted Morimori-chan with the medium length hair in the background of Sakurai’s bit of the ED.

There are some blurry pictures of Koiwai in the ED and they’re so hilarious!!!

So the ED actually evolves along with the show. Interesting.

Juuni Taisen 7

Rabbit stores his blades in his tail. That’s weird, but funny.

Literally, the episode title is “Dragon Head, Snake Tail”.

Dragon and Snake really are like the Beppus! I keep thinking that. I want a crossover fic now…

Tatsu = dragon.

I only just realised but…a naga is a snake. Nagayuki is the younger bro, isn’t he? Dangit, Nisio Isin! You bested me again.

150 doesn’t have any significance in regards to the number 12 now does it?

It’s Rabbit! Who’s not wearing his trademark booty shorts or high heels! Rabbit in a waiter’s outfit is really something, though.

“Hot guy”? Not by most people’s standards Tora/Kanae, considering he’s currently missing his head.

It’s tiger versus…aww. It’s not tiger vs dragon…

How can Ushii still talk after being strangled by Snake’s arm???

Whoa! Incendiary components are cool in Bond movies, but fiery liquid? That’s a step up!

Mahoutsukai no Yome 6

Admit it. You saw it in the next ep preview (unless you skipped it or read the manga)…It’s TITania time!

“She touched me for the first time.” – Elias, what a dork you are…

The birbs around Chise are so fluffy and adorable! It’s cute.

Geez, it really is TITania…these fanservice wiggles are destroying my Mahoutsukai no Yome experience…

Seing the Faerie Queen facepalm…is something else. *sweatdrops*

In the same way I want a koala sheep from Avatar the Last Airbender, I want one of those sheep bug things.

“Every creature of the night, including she and you, are my adorable little children.” – No wonder you have such big hooters, TITania…

A wild SIMON appeared!…Thought we’d forgotten about him for the rest of the episode. He would’ve made a better brick joke if his return were prolonged, y’know.

Strange question, but do priests wear pants?

Girls’ Last Tour 4

I’m listening to Ugoku Ugoku for the first time and it’s…strangely catchy…

That thing with the face is really creepy…

That thing is a stone statue???

“What IS cheese?” – Considering sometimes cheese tastes pretty bad, I don’t blame you for not knowing what cheese is.

Couldn’t they check the camera for what Kanazawa was doing with it?

I just saw the number 3230 on the camera’s inside frame for taking pictures (whatever you call it). That might be the year this show is set…

Notice the word for temple that’s used is jiin, a Buddhist temple. A Shinto version of that might be jinja.

Kanazawa was voiced by Akira Ishida? The guy who did Kiku (SGRS)??? NOOOOOOO! I missed a prime opportunity! I’ll have to go back for it later.

The ED is even more catchy than the OP. Is that even possible???

The camera breaks in the ED…that’s so ominous…

That post-ED scene was cute. A little bit.

Girls’ Last Tour 5

The slightly-electronic-sounding OP doesn’t quite fit the show, does it?

The phrase used was definitely ie dake ni. I’m not quite sure what that means, but…okay. I’ll just believe the subs on that one.

I wonder if Sentai is planning to dub these…I can imagine this show being dubbed.They wouldn’t need to pay too many VAs for it, for one thing.

Akogare is the word for desire or longing. It would be no surprise f there was an akogaru or akogarareru made from it as well.

Notice it’s “Yay!”, but with the word for house (ie) emphasised.

What is this fish dream, a metaphor for lesbians…?

The soundtrack guys must’ve had lots of fun striking cans or whatever.

I think this ED is different to the one last ep…Its name appears to be Amadare no Uta and it’s sung by the main VAs.

I bet the soundtrack guys hit a bell or two there…

Girls’ Last Tour 6

Oh no! It’s an Anime Scientist! Last time we had one, it was Shinawa (Kado), and you know how badly that went…

Interesting that the word for “takeoff” is “separation [from the] ground” literally.

Okay! I’m caught up to the weekly episodes now!

[sathinfection]

alien: covenant sucked and here’s why

I saw Covenant five years ago (so I think closer to 4 weeks) and I hated it a whole bunch. But it was a very instructive hate, so I’m gonna break it down. Putting everything under a readmore bc this is gonna be long and also I don’t want people who liked it to have to see me shredding away. 

The first Alien film was the first horror movie that I liked enough not to care how scary it was. I think I was around 6 when I first saw it. It awakened three things in me: a crush on Sigourney Weaver, a lasting kink for xeno, and a deep love of women using construction equipment for non-conventional purposes. I’m not a hugely dedicated Alien fan, but I think that the films have two very defined qualities:

1) Equal opportunity psychosexual horror. Literally anyone in Alien can be forcefully facefucked and then carry a terrifying alien baby! This is something that’s been commented on to death, so it’s not like I think I’m brilliant for observing this. 

2) Woman-centered. Not just in terms of Sigourney Weaver or other Hollywood-unconventional white brunette terms, but the Alien films are also deeply concerned with reproduction. Ripley’s always off to kill the Queen because she’s gonna lay hundreds of eggs, etc. However, unlike a lot of horror films, women aren’t the subject of particular sexual menace. See above: everyone’s a potential victim of the xenomorphs I think this was why the Alien films weren’t as scary to me as other movies, because I didn’t have to see women singled out for rape or assault in ways that separated them from men. Also, women win. Yeah, the xenomorphs always come back, but there’s a little bit of a break at the end of each film. I also can’t even get that pissed off, because it’s female aliens vs female humans, so again I’m removed from awful gender dynamics. I’m not implying that the Alien films are feminist, but they’re not misogynist. 

Now that you know my two strongest feelings about Alien, let’s move forward to Covenant itself. First off, several people in the audience were laughing at a lot of the dramatic moments (not just me and my wife). If you’ve got people tittering during a moment of tension, your horror movie sucks. It’s failed. Covenant has three main flaws. 

1) Terrible, terrible script. Every single person in the film, other than the robots, is a blithering idiot. The movie starts with a bunch of supposedly professional people waltzing out into a planet that’s broadcasting John Denver without any helmets on, and they’re perfectly fine with having unpredictable communication and dangerous ion storms going on. What the fuck. All of them deserved to die. They go scampering around in the alien water? Christ, you can get all sorts of awful things from water on EARTH let alone on another planet. 

Then, when people start getting disgustingly sick, there’s no immediate panic. No, the person has to start vomiting black bile before they think, wow, this is a scary thing to happen on an unknown planet. Remember when that woman was attending to Victim #1 and decided to hug him as his skin looked ready to pop and he was leaking everywhere? What the fuck. 

Remember when David started talking about his weird experiments while showing Captain Vaguely Christian his cabinet of fetal xenomorphic horrors? Then he creepily tells the captain to go down to his murder basement and stick his face in a weird egg-casing, and the captain just goes ahead and does it? Probably one of the most rage-inducing parts of the film, but he totally deserved to go. That was actually my thought for everyone who died in the film, other than the gay couple, Walter, and Shaw. The gay men weren’t any more or less likable than the other people who were murdered, but they were a nice little bit of representation that probably 90% of the audience didn’t notice.

Every character in the film acts like a lamb going to slaughter. That isn’t suspenseful, it’s just annoying. 

2) Predictability. This could probably just go under the terrible script, but it deserves special attention. My single moment of surprise was seeing David 8 on the planet, and that’s only because I hadn’t looked at any previews. The crew is so tremendously stupid that I know the moment one of them wanders off alone, they will get horribly murdered. When Walter and David fight, I know that Walter will lose the second the camera cuts away from the Fassbender vs Fassbender. This is particularly annoying because the director had established that Walter was ‘improved’ over the David model not 5 minutes ago, and Walter is no fool. He is one of two non-fools in the movie, and since the other one is also played by Michael Fassbender, this is a source of much frustration. 

Covenant could have been made slightly better by playing off the audience expectation that David would win. Honestly: was anyone expecting Walter to have won that fight, particularly since “Walter” was acting so creepy after scampering back to the ship? The movie isn’t creating tension through uncertainty, it’s creating tension because the audience is waiting for the goddamn reveal that it’s not Walter, it’s David. Can you imagine if the reveal at the end was that it actually *was* Walter? That would be a legitimate twist! And it wouldn’t be hard to bring back the xenomorph threat in the next film in a way that didn’t involve Fassbender yartzing out fetuses into a drawer while Wagner plays. This leads me to the third, most vile part of Covenant:

3) Misogyny. Here’s where Covenant goes back and takes a shit on the legacy of the previous films, and I gotta repeat that I don’t even really care about the Alien series that much. Covenant completes what Prometheus started, and that’s shifting the focus from women to men. Now, you could say that this is because it’s a prequel to the Alien series, so you don’t have adult xenomorph queens going around to lay eggs, but uh... really? Do we really need to go through this convoluted process of giant white aliens who look vaguely like Clancy Brown? 

I dare you to unsee this. So we’ve got the aliens reproducing through coaldust and Clancy Browns, and it turns out that they needed a man all along to make them reproductively viable. Yeah, David 8 is an android, not a human, but we know what’s up, since the writers sure as shit aren’t taking a nuanced or current look at gender. He’s a guy with daddy issues who sexually assaults people, rather than, you know, acting like a genderless robot. Obviously a sentient robot commits sexual assault! That’s how you know he’s sentient, because a sex drive is part of humanity! Please picture me rolling my eyes with disgust. 

David explicitly sets himself up as a god in the image of his creator, Weyland. Of course, David thinks he’s doing better than his father, but who doesn’t? We’ve cut women out as free agents, both the humans and the aliens. Alien series? No, it’s the Michael Fassbender being menacing series now! 

First off, let’s look at what happens to Shaw. Noomi Rapace wisely tapped out of the series after the end of Prometheus, so she had to be killed off. Was she killed off in a normal way? Nah. She was killed in one of the most uniquely horrible ways in the series, and it was highly gendered. Shaw repairs David, then he repays her kindness by designing a horrible machine to keep her alive while he scoops everything out of her from the waist down and leaves her as this frightening wax-like figure. Prometheus already put Shaw through a pseudo self-abortion, then David goes for the entire womb. I’m sure that the writers (all male - I checked) knew exactly what they were doing with this, and it’s gender essentialism 101: David takes Shaw’s creative, maternal womb powers and takes it for himself so he can make his own alien babies. There’s no way this was unintentional or me reaching - David’s narrative arc is about male parthenogenesis because his daddy was a really shitty programmer. (He probably forgot to close the brackets on the ‘not evil’ line of David’s code)

Now for Daniels. The audience is ‘treated’ to David trying to force himself on her after she sees his figurative rape of Shaw. Then, instead of rescuing herself from this completely unnecessary, un-Alien, he’s-a-goddamn-robot situation, as Ripley would have done, Daniels is rescued by Walter, because this is a film about Michael Fassbender. Her last moment in the film is her screaming as she’s trapped and put to sleep by David. 

Remember that whole generation of young women who loved Ripley for being unafraid, resourceful, and great at killing xenomorphs? Women are starving for positive depictions of ourselves. Ripley was one of the few we had. Women are still crying in theaters at Wonder Woman because we have so goddamn little. 

Now we’ve got Shaw and Daniels: two women in distress who are sexually threatened and ultimately outwitted by a man. I can forgive Covenant for being a bad film, but the misogyny is disgusting. If the Alien series continues, and who knows since it’s failed to be a moneymaker outside of comics and videogames for a while, it better be a reboot rather than a continuation of Covenant’s storyline, because Alien isn’t about men, damn it. It’s about people dying in space, and women. 

And some of them will eat you. 

[boisentertainment]

Dark Lane Demo Tapes HD Review

Cover Art To “Dark Lane Demo Tapes”

“I’m losing enough sleep

dealing with envy and the news that they send for me 

got the block in a frenzy”

–Deep Pockets

Drake starts off Dark Lane Demo Tapes doing what he does best, effortlessly floating on the intro “Deep Pockets“, another collaboration accompanied by producer Noah “40” Shebib. Self-reflecting and reminiscing on adolescent aspirations before the transition of becoming one of the greatest artists of all time.

Drake breaking the record for Most Wins in one night at the 2017 Billboard Music Awards

Drake has been navigating through uncharted territory flawlessly. Proving this point yet again with his release of “Toosie Slide”. Drake’s 3rd single to debut at #1 on the Billboard Hot 100 Chart making him the first male in history to achieve this milestone.

“500 mill and I’ll fall back in the six, 

finally give you n**** the space you need to exist”

-When To Say When

*Talk To em Drizzy* 

Drake follows up with two pre-released tracks, “When To Say When” & “Chicago Freestyle”. Jam packed with bars, a sample from “Song Cry” by Jay-Z (one of my all time favorite Hov songs) on “When To Say When”, and a nostalgic Eminem cadence reference on “Chicago Freestyle”.

You really love to see Drizzy remind everyone on “When To Say When” that his pen still outmatches all who oppose. Re-asserting his dominance as if it was ever in question. Subtle reminders like the bars above are what keep Drake and his competition completely separated. 

“Two-thirty, baby, won’t you meet me by The Bean?

Too early, maybe later you can show me things

You know what it is whenever I visit

Windy city, she blowin’ me kisses, no

Thirty degrees, way too cold, so hold me tight

Will I see you at the show tonight?”

Will I see you at the show tonight?”

-Chicago Freestyle

Giveon, a California native sings of the windy city as Drake gets ready to paint a picture of a night through his perception. From scrolling through his contacts of women’s names that are seemingly categorized by area code, to eventually just letting his boi Chubbs pick a girl out for him as if picking up women is as easy as shopping! Drake brilliantly segways into a memory that you forgot you had by referencing a cadence used in Eminem’s “Superman” released in 2002.

Eminem and Drake. Picture: Instagram

Don’t be fooled by the feature credit of Chris Brown….we didn’t get another “No Guidance” summer anthem….

Just a few background vocals from the R&B legend were enough to get his name on the project tracklist. Meanwhile Burna Boy is still waiting for his credits since More Life but that’s a conversation for another day. “Not You Too” Featuring Chris Brown is the first song on the project that I really don’t care for. It’s disappointing when you see a Drake and Chris Brown collaboration and it doesn’t slap..

What A Time To Be Alive is in my Top 3 favorite duo albums of all time. Whenever I see a Drake and Future collab I automatically get excited. Previously leaked, “Desires” is everything you want in a slower more laid back vibe from these two. The hook is addicting. Future’s verse is versatile with flows. His energy matches perfectly and his lyrics have SUBSTANCE. Listen to it carefully.

Photo From Future Featuring Drake “Life Is Good”

Drake has this ability to be able to sing 90% of the song, take the other 10%, completely spazz, and musically still have it make sense. These are the moments in songs like “Desires” and “Redemption” that turn slow R&B type vibe songs into a completely different entity within itself. Now all of a sudden you’re turning up and talking your sh*t instead of staring at the ceiling crying yourself to sleep. 

When I hear “Time Flies” I automatically think of Tik Tok. I don’t know why but if it blows up on Tik Tok you heard it here first! Honestly for me this, is another skip it and forget it type of song, I really hope it doesn’t go viral.

The first forty-five seconds is the only part of the song that kept my attention. Otherwise the rest is forgettable or just too similar to music that he’s already done thus not really elevating his ability here. During a full listen to the song I’m 100% paying attention during the first forty-five seconds. After that my attention doesn’t come back until he starts saying “Im Sorry”.

Don’t worry Drizzy I forgive you. 

“If he talkin’ out his head, then it’s off with it, yeah

Boardin’ Air Drake, then we takin’ off in it, yeah”

-Landed

Luckily, “Time Flies” is followed by a HEATER. Three hooks and three verses of aggressive, yet relaxed, reckless bars knowing there isn’t a consequence for you when you’re at the top. “Landed” is a slick talk, mean face, making breakfast with the speaker on 10 with the neighbors calling the cops while you’re trying to get hype for the day joint.

I wanna stop writing this review, get in my car, windows down, put this song on max volume and mean mug old people walking their dog in the suburbs for the rest of the day.

At first listen I was super excited about “D4L”. The production from Southside is out of this world. I do feel like it’s lacking a certain element. It’s easy to fall in love with a song featuring Drake, Future, and Young Thug, with this type of production. To me it just doesn’t sound organic. It sounds like it was thrown together rather than collectively created.

Honestly, I wish Drake and Future left Young Thug out of it, sat down together and created a dope record. Kind of wasted a great instrumental. 

To be blunt, I’m just not impressed with “Pain 1993”. It could be the fact that I’m not the biggest Playboi Carti fan, or it could be just because the song’s just not that interesting. I’ve replayed “Pain 1993” numerous times searching for something with depth or meaning because that, accompanied with creative cadences and complex bars, is the reason why I love Drake’s music. This didn’t do it for me. 

The intro to “Losses” is amazing. The song starts with a clip of Drake’s father Dennis Graham previewing a song Dennis had been working on recently. It ends with Dennis saying something like, “This songs about family, if anyone feel anyway about it I don’t give a f***”, classic.

It’s funny how you can listen to any Drake project and stumble upon a song that you personally aren’t really feeling. The next song is the exact song you’re looking for. Self-reflection is my favorite type of Drake song because the untouchable becomes relatable and humbled.

The second verse of “Losses” touches on Drake’s motivation on why he does what he does, “I do it for the Grahams not the Gram”. Then goes into depth about his sacrifices and choices that he’s made over the years and defends his reasoning behind them. 

“I did it by being myself with no dramatic acting

I couldn’t sit around and wait, I had to have it happen

Lost you to the game, I gotta face that

Really think I lost you like a ways back”

-Losses

Drakes starts off “From Florida With Love” paying homage to the late Static Major who was well known for his appearance on Lil Wayne’s “Lollipop”. Otherwise the song is a dope story about Wayne showing Drake “Lollipop” back in 2008 on a tour bus with Kobe Bryant. (RIP) Then the story continues with Drake getting robbed for his chain and how that lesson stuck with him for life. Further justifying his reasoning for his mentality and how he handles certain situations. 

“From that day I never touched the road without a (Plugg)

Ayy, from that day I never saw the point in talkin’ tough (Nah)

Hasn’t happened since, I guess you n***** know what’s up (Yup)

Yeah, haven’t seen the 6ix in like a month (6ix)

F*** that, I’m back, baby, where the love? (Love)”

– From Florida With Love

“VIRAL. MOVIE.”

Love to see Drake on some, what I define as, “murder music”. Type of music that just makes you wanna fight anybody, anytime… Drake absolutely BODIES the first verse but it’s a mere alley oop to Fivio Foriegn.

Fivio Foriegn sounds like he’s right at home on this one. His delivery is in your face, lyrics are gritty, his aggression is on another level. My only take back is Sosa Geek’s verse just feels, unnecessary. Or maybe I just really wish Pop Smoke was alive to clean this one up RIP. 

The final song on the project “War” was released around Christmas time 2019. The best part of this being the outro to the project is only that we can stream this song now. Despite being released months in advance it only became available on streaming services with this release.

War is a song that is being recognized as “UK Drill” which, obviously, was created in the United Kingdom. This is just another example of how Drake can travel in and out of different genres and subgenres immaculately.  

Conclusion

Overall the project is supposed to be perceived as a “mixtape” rather than an “album”. Drake is set to release a brand new studio album later this year. As a whole I enjoy the project, I’m trying to shy away from relating it to other albums because it technically isn’t an album. Dark Lane Demo Tape isn’t game changing, but it will hold the world over until the real album drops.

What was your favorite song on “Dark Lane Demo Tape”?

Tell me what you guys think in the comments below! 

Thank you for reading my “Dark Lane Demo Mixtape”  HD review. If you enjoyed this post check out boisandbartalk.com for more content from the bois! 

Love, 

Kev Clark HD

[milkyytae]

Angel baby~Part 1

(gif isn’ mine credit to owner) 

HELLO PEOPLE 

I have a serious problem with controlling myself these days so yeah I have another fic series coming up and this is the magnificent part one 

I am sorry I just couldn’t stop the urge of writing sugar daddy jimin 

I hope you guys are going to like it because DAMN I LOVE THE STORY LINE OF THIS ONE 

I’ll stop now, enjoy :) 

-4, 009    words 

mentions of smut 

Pairing: Female Reader x Park Jimin

Genre: Sugar baby/sugar daddy AU; multimillionaire!jimin

~Your new sugar daddy is anything but what you expected, and you’re not complaining.~

music rec list:  (just for the cozy bar vibe) 

Get You - Daniel Caesar .William Singe X Alex Aiono Cover

Redbone - Childish Gambino .William Singe X Alex Aiono Cover

Location by Khalid . Alex Aiono Cover Ft. William Singe 

all of them are alex aiono and william singe covers lmao oops :’) 

preview, part 1, part 2, part 3

The streets were cold that night and you regretted not putting a scarf on, at least your luxurious fur coat was keeping you warm. Your heels clicked in the dark street where your taxi had dropped you off. The only light came from the bar you were heading for, laughter and music were leaking out of it. You quickly walked in, to get out of the cold winter night. A warm lighting hit your eyes and as expected a small band was playing and singing while half the bar chatted around a couple of drinks. Smiles were on everyone's faces and not one lonely drunk was to be seen, only the bliss of the warm beverages. The welcoming atmosphere soothed you, the heat of the fire reached your exposed skin and the freezing night air was soon forgotten. 

You searched around looking for anyone who could possibly be the person who had invited you here and spotted a man in a booth sitting alone on the crimson leather. He had to be him, he had all the looks of a rich person, his position straight and clothing overflowing in opulence. You put on your best smile and strode over towards him,

“Are you Park Jimin?” you asked in a soft voice, looking down on the man whose face was still hidden by the darkness. 

The man turned towards you and you were dumbfounded to discover that he was young, and drop dead stunning. His blonde hair was swept away from his forehead, revealing the integrity of his statuesque beauty. His cheeks lifted as his mouth curved to form a sweet smile making his eyes turn into small moons. 

“Yes, I suppose you are here for the sugar baby deal Y/N Y/L/N?”

You tried regaining your composure facing his glowing face and a shiver travelled down your spine as the sweet sound of his voice reached your ears. He had even remembered your name which the few sugar daddies you met had done. They were usually of mature age which is why you were surprised to see that the man facing you had the face of a 25-year-old. You sat down and took off your coat to be left only in your black silk dress that you had chosen to show off your nice shoulders. You had carefully picked a gold choker to draw attention to your neck just so the sugar daddy knew what he was getting. You did not regret your choice when you saw Jimin’s eyes drift along your bare skin and his pink tongue appear on his lips. Usually it would not affect you but usually, the men were too old at your taste, pleasing them was just part of the job.This one, on the other hand, had already got your insides turning at the beginning of the conversation.

“I am indeed.” you answered, taking in the sight of the place you were in.  The golden light escaping from the tongues of fire reflected on Jimin’s face and there was so much softness there, yet also something indescribable that made your head spin. A half empty drink was on the table, and you assumed he had been here for quite a while. He must have come early because you made sure your were bang on time. “I hope I didn’t make you wait too long.”

“No, don’t worry.” he hummed sweetly.

“Good then.” 

You reached for your bag and pulled some papers out over which you would discuss the terms of the relationship that was going to be established between the two of you. “I would like you to be very honest about the questions I will ask you.”

He nodded and watched as you started writing his name at the top of the form. While you did so a fancy dressed waiter appeared by your side and he seemed quite out of place in this rustic place, your eyes driffted up to look at him after he asked politely what drinks you would like. Jimin offered to pay as a good sugar daddy would do and let you choose your drink before he quickly turned his attention back to you.

You began by the boring stuff, “So, I would like you to give me your age.”

“24.”

You had almost got it right, he was only three years older than you, it shouldn’t have but the thought made a small spark light your stomach. 

“Any siblings?”

“No.”

Although the answers were short there was no harshness in his voice and a gentle look on his face as he observed you note everything down.

“How about your parents?”

“I don’t know my father…”

Your pen wrote down, and you looked up at him waiting for the rest of his answer.

“My mother is dead.”

His face was blank as he said that, but there was what seemed to be a glimpse of pain, not anything obvious so maybe it was your imagination. You preferred not to ask too many questions and quickly noted his answer before moving on. After all, you didn’t need to know more than that. You were a bit curious about what had happened but it wasn’t appropriate to start asking questions, you weren’t his friend. 

“So I would like to learn a little about you, just so I know what type of person I am dealing with. So we could start with your hobbies maybe?”

He nodded and took a sip of his drink, “That sounds like a good start.” He thought a little about where to start and opened his mouth with a dazzling grin, “Do you like ballet?”

“To be fair I don’t know much about it, why?”

His face sparkled, “I used to be a dancer.”

“A ballet dancer?”

“Yes, I used to be quite good,” You could tell he was very passionate about this subject, his eyes shone just at the mention of ballet and just that made you more interested, “I started dancing at the age of three, and proper ballet at 7.”

“Three?”

“Yes, I honestly was very good, I danced for many prestigious ballets, with the finest dancers and musicians.” he sighed the memories flooding his head for a second. You tried picturing him dancing ballet and although you didn’t know much about it, a part of the black swan movie, you could only bring yourself to imagine something beautiful. 

“Why did you stop?” you asked, genuinely curious about his past dancing life. His face went blank for a second his smile completely disappeared only for an instant before reappearing a bit fader than before.

“I moved on.” The sudden change of attitude had you wondering what had actually happened, he clearly still loved dancing, but once more you were in no position to ask questions about sensitive subjects. You decided to move on, maybe ballet would come back into conversation later but you shouldn’t be the one to start the topic.

You learned quite a few things about Jimin but to be honest you forgot half of the conversation whenever he licked his lips or sent you a smirk. His grip around the crystal glass was firm and you found yourself wondering what he could do with his fingers. The amount of attention he gave you when you talked was rather flattering he seemed genuinely interested in what you had to say. Some sugar daddies only had interest in your body, so as long as you looked and dressed nicely that was fine by them, those men usually had nothing to do with your brains. They always preferred when you shut up and laughed at their stupid jokes, you were just another of their trophies. You usually ended those contracts quite quickly when you started to get enough money, and now that you were quite wealthy you usually didn’t even get a contract with them. You did not want to feel degraded as a woman. 

“So I must ask you, are you in any type of relationship? Do you have a boyfriend or a girlfriend, a husband or a wife? I have no problem with it, but it’s important for me to know just so I can fill the rest of the contract.”  you stated.

Your last sugar daddy was married, but he had lied to you. You only found out after you had given him sexual favours. You didn’t mind having sex with your sugar daddy, it’s not supposed to be part of the contract, it then becomes your responsibility and not the companies, but it was a good way to get a large amount of money. So when you like the person you always offer it so long as they are single. Cheating is against your morals. When you discovered the truth you ended the contract and started to look for a new one leading you to where you are now.

He shook his head, “No, I am single.” and cocked his face to the side with a suggestive look. You squeezed your thighs together, just one look and you were already craving a taste of him. Maybe three weeks without anyone touching you was a bit too long.

“Good.” you smiled,

The conversation soon shifted, you had other things to discuss before the end of this conversation, “I do have a couple last questions, it’s a delicate subject but has to be discussed entirely.”  He lifted an eyebrow questioningly, and you cleared up what you meant, “It’s about sex.”

His eyes widened, “I thought sex wasn’t included.”

“It isn’t officially, but I take it upon myself to offer it to the men I enjoy.” You took your drink and brought it to your lips hiding your lips curving into a coy grin.

When those words left your mouth he gave you a smirk and asked teasingly, “You like me?”

Fuck, you could feel your underwear dampen a little, you cocked your head to the side, “Enough to offer you sexual favours.”

You leaned back and licked your lips as you looked at him mischievously. You made the most of this new angle and took in the frame of his body from behind the table, your eyes lingering on the veins of his neck that his soft black shirt let you get a glimpse of when he tilted his head.

“I am flattered, but I am not sure I want to pay you for sex.” he admitted and your shoulders slumped slightly in disappointment. “Don’t be offended I have personal reasons. Although…” he paused and like you let his eyes linger on your body before falling on your lips. “I might have to reconsider that.”

You chuckled satisfied you had made him change his mind, “Let’s say sex is included then, just in case.” and you ticked the little box indicating that you would be in a sexual relationship the moment you both signed the paper.

“About sex,” you continued, “There are naturally some things to talk through incase it ever happens. Just tell me your preferences and hopefully for you, I will be okay with everything you are into.”

His face reddened slightly, but he soon acted as confident as before. He leaned in to look you in the eye, “I am mostly into anything.” 

You gulped unable to remove your gaze from his. “I like it rough, and tender. I am the type to slap you on the ass and then soothe the soreness with my lips.”

He said everything slowly and quietly his voice was a bit hoarse, and he made sure that you paid attention to his every word. You did, and your laced panties were becoming stickier by the second. He whispered although you were sure no one was paying attention to what was going on in your booth. Everyone was too drunk to notice. You never thought you would be this attracted to one of your sugar daddies, you had never been so excited about a contract before. The few words he had said already had your imagination drifting to places it shouldn’t. 

“I like sex when I am in control, I like taking the girl from behind and slamming right into her until she screams my name. I love when they beg to suck me off, I like to hear a girl whine. I’d sure love to hear you moan my name.”

You gripped the leather under your hand, his eyes were pitch black and you could tell he was as full of lust as you were. You wished he could fuck you right now.  “I will.” you teased, “If you’re worth it.” You leaned over the table a little just to reveal a bit of your cleavage.

“Oh, you’re being a tease now are you? That’s good.” he sipped on the burning drink and let it trickle down his throat as he admired the sight of your breasts. “There are so many things I’d like to see you do. How about riding my cock? I am sure you’d look great from that angle. Or maybe riding my thigh, would you enjoy that?”

You nodded as you wetted your lips. He wasn’t saying much to start with and now he was pouring out every single of his fantasies before you, and it managed to make desire leak down your squeezed thighs.

“Or maybe even with your hands bonded to the bed.” he snickered, “Fuck I can imagine so many things already.”

You noted down his preferences at your best but at this point, it was as if all he wanted was to make you wild with lust and it was working. You tapped your fingers lightly on the table trying to distract you from the heat taking over your body. The wood made very little noise when your nails hit it and you looked back up from the paper.

“I am alright with all that,” honestly at this oint you would e alright with anything he would say.  “How about protection? I am on the pill and carry no STD, so I am fine with unprotected sex if you’re clean.” you had to move on, the contract wasn’t over with.

“I am.”

“So unprotected sex it is?”

“Yes.” Fuck, fuck fuck  he bit his lip, you hoped he couldn’t smell your juices as well as you did. You were in real need of a fuck after three weeks of only getting yourself off with your fingers and now this man was purring dirty things to you and you were soaked. You tried repositioning yourself hoping the smell would be less strong. Your leg moved slightly under the table and met his by accident, to your surprise he retracted quickly and shifted in his seat. He still smiled but there was something different than a few seconds ago, the game was definitely over.

“There must be a safe word, just in case.”

“Of course..” you both thought for a couple of seconds and searched for a word, “How about crystal?”

“Sure.” Crystal, that’s a nice word you thought.

“How about PDA?”

He frowned “I prefer not to.” was all he answered so you ticked the negative answer. Fair enough.

“Very well.”

You ended filling the contract, you were to come from Saturday to Tuesdays at 3 pm and leave at 9 pm, unless he texted you saying otherwise. He chose to pay you a considerable amount of money and when you heard the sum leave his mouth your jaw dropped, you had never been paid so much before. You accepted, after all, you were in this for money, luxury had become your thing.  After you had both agreed on the final terms, you signed and handed him the paper and the fancy pen one of your dick sugar daddies had bought you. You hated that guy but he had a good taste in pens. He signed and when you took the papers back from him your hands brushed slightly and that only contact made your insides throb. You ignored the tingle and tucked them into your bag.

“I guess that’s done with then.”

“Will you be heading home now?”

“Yes, it is quite late already.” you said when looking at your watch, it was way past midnight, “and I don’t think we have much to talk about anymore?” you inquired.

“No, you’re right you should leave.” he said a hint of disappointment in his voice as you downed the rest of the warm beverage. Maybe it was just your imagination playing tricks on you again. You put your coat back on, took your bag and as you stood up you noticed he did the same, “Let me at least get you a taxi home, it’s not safe outside at this time for a beautiful woman.”

The compliment heated your cheeks slightly, and you accepted his offer. You made your way out of the crowded bar and out into the streets. You walked side by side down the alley with only a few inefficient lamp posts to guide your steps. Not a word was exchanged for most of the way, only the sound of your shoes on the small wonky stones and in the couple of puddles formed by melted snow. The tension between your bodies was tensing every muscle you had, why didn’t he speak? You hoped it wouldn’t always be like this, the only time he made detailed answers was when he told you what he liked in sex, “I love when they beg to suck me off.” The memory of those words would stay in your mind all night. You looked at the man beside you discreetly, his back was straight and posture on point. He was probably raised by some fancy family, just the way he looked in front of him showed you that. He walked as if he owned everything he lay eyes on, everything except you. He caught you looking and a friendly eye smile appeared, you blushed and quickly turned your head away. His gaze had nothing to do with the way other men looked at you. Whenever you showed a bit of skin men would look at you as meat. As if you were their prey, inferior to them, there for their personal satisfaction. With Jimin it was different, when your eyes met you saw none of that. Desire was easy to catch on his face, the dilated pupils and stares a bit too long to pass unnoticed were obvious signs, and although it was clear he was attracted to you he did his best to hide it. He looked at you like an actual person, as if he had interest in you, in what you had to say, as if he actually respected you. It could possibly be just a facade to fool you, to get what he wanted but you believed his honest beams.

You finally reached the main street, people flooded the pavements and roads although it was so late and freezing. It always surprised you how lively some places of the city were when others seemed completely dead and abandoned. He walked over to a taxi, and opened the door for you expecting you’d walk in right away, but you didn’t want to leave just yet. Something about him drew you in, so you decided to make your farewells last as long as you could, “Thank you very much for tonight.” you said politely.

“It was my pleasure, thank you for accepting angel.”

The small pet name made your hairs stand up as the heat ignited once more, you never thought you would enjoy being called that but coming from Jimin’s night it felt so right.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then at 3pm?” you purred.

“Of course, I’ll be waiting for you.” he chuckled his laugh melting you within seconds.

You set foot into the car and before he shut, a murmur tickled your ear, “Sleep well Y/N.” and the door shut.

You watched him disappear in the crowd as the taxi drove away still feeling flutters in your stomach due to his warm voice. Your ear still felt the tingle of his lips grazing your skin, who was he to turn you on like this? You reached your apartment your mind still full of memories of mysterious Park Jimin and your panties completely soaked. You seriously needed to get laid more often. You quickly walked inside, chucked your coat on the floor, fumbled for your drawers and reached for your favourite vibrator to instantly deal with that burning heat.

You lay on your bed legs open as you took the pink toy and delicately pressed the button to set the vibrations at a slow pace to start with. You guided it through you folds and found your clit easily and let out a deep sigh of satisfaction, finally some release. You let the toy do its work slowly pushing you to the edge.

Without you noticing your thoughts wondered back to what Jimin had said, “I like sex when I am in control, I like taking the girl from behind and slamming right into her until she screams my name.” That was all you wanted right now, to scream his name and wake up the neighbours. You wished you could get a hold of him, see his bare skin. What a sight that must be, his cock red and hard ready to fuck you good. The cheeky smirk he had given you plastered on his face before he pushed into, juices all over his plump lips from eating you out. Fuck, you couldn’t help but wonder what he could do with his thick lips pressed up against your pussy. Your mind was all over the place, your imagination took you far away from the sad reality of a vibrator between your legs and no Jimin in sight.

Your moans were becoming louder as you set the vibrating at a higher speed, before cupping one of your breasts and groping them, fiddling with the sensitive buds.

“Or maybe riding my thigh, would you enjoy that?” You moaned again as his words rolled in your head, you knew you would enjoy that. You could clearly picture yourself rubbing up and down his leg. When he walked you out you noticed just how thick and toned they were and the idea of riding his thigh suddenly became even more appealing.

Just the thought of doing such things with Jimin had a spark of fire ignite in your pit. You pictured him above you his hair sticking to his forehead, his chest heaving with heaving breaths, grunts and moans tumbling from his red lips. You wished you could have his hands roam your body, as he plunged his cock inside of you. The memory of his lustful gaze told you enough, you knew you turned him on and had never felt so happy about turning your sugar daddy on. Seriously, what had he done to you? You barely knew him and here you were touching yourself only thinking about him.

You pushed your fingers inside of you, it wasn’t as good as a dick but it would do. The steady rub of your fingers against your walls and vibrations on your clit was enough to get you come. That night you came harder than you had from masturbation in months, you ended up as a pile of shaky sweaty limbs on your bed, sighs oddly sounding like the name of your brand new sugar daddy slipping from your lips.

You had a hard time believing that you were this attracted to a man you had just met, more or less a stranger, and what blew you away, even more, was the fact that he was your sugar daddy. He hadn’t said much but there were a few signs that drove you crazy, his dirty words, and wondering eyes.

You went to sleep eager to see him the next day, never had you been so excited by a new contract. But as you sunk into a deep sleep you realised you might not get to touch him very soon.