#LIKE. mmmmmmmm barking

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also also thinking about eleutherios haunting the narrative.

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

ALRIGHTY IT’S BEEN A HOT SECOND BUT WE ARE BACK LADIES AND GENTLEMEN BOIS AND LASSES LADS AND FOLKS ITS KNOX REACTS TIME AND AHA AHAHAHA OH B O Y HERE WE GO

Knox reacts to Monkie Kid season 5 episode 1

lmk s5 spoilers ahead

so like, to start off, little disclaimer, i don’t know how i’m gonna do with the animation, so bear with me, my brain still hasn’t accepted that this isn’t just new fan animation or something I’m gonna TRY and do my BEST to keep comments on the animation to a minimum but i can make no promises, I watched the first like, ten seconds to make sure the sound was working and I gotta say folks, it hurt me puppet animation is not my vibe I miss 2D heck lego godspeed wildbrain. So yeah, just heads up on that, I shall do my best simple to react to the voice acting and plot, humour, all that kinda stuff HERE WE GO

NAH BRO I’M AFRAID TO PRESS PLAY WHAT DO I DO I’M JUST SITTING HERE

I KEEP LOOKING AT THIS BLANK WHITE SCREEN AAAAAAA

Okayokay keep it together knox u got this you got this it’s just more monkie kid, we’re normal about monkie kid <— is not the least bit normal about monkie kid

on an unrelated side-note my computer keeps autocorrecting monkie to monkey and i’m two seconds from strangling it OKAYBEFOREIPSYCHMYSELFOUTAGAINLETSGO

o u gh

theme song i’m on my hands and knees

Flying Bark i miss YOUUUU WAILS WAILS WAILS WILASGFAWE OH GODS WHAT IS THIS

Hi welcome back to Knox pausing this every four seconds here’s the pre-episode reaction of me reacting to the trailer if you’ve been here a while you probably saw this coming COUGHS HACKS SNEEZES

Okay going back. So, flying bark bits </3 breaking my heart I’m FINE as you can see i totally don’t want to break down lego’s front door and beg for them to accommodate flying back pay them better and give less insane deadlines so i can have them back what are you talking about—

Because we are here for the voice acting and stuff I will NOT make commentary on the still frames in the theme song i will NOT

OKAY SPEED ANALYSIS. Everybody’s intros look p basic, so nothing huge going on yet for personal arcs probably gonna mainly focus on mk and ohhh haha right right circlet right yes, mac and wukong cool beans yeah, I like the little snark monkey king has going on good for him, I am not used to seeing Macaque who’s not animated by animators who sold their souls to make him look like he’s a shiny rock. I’m already pointing and laughing at Nezha, angsty looking fool AND HEYYY THAT’S HIS DAD FROM THE TRAILERRRR WASSUP OLD MAN WHY ARE YOU STANDING LIKE THAT—no comment on all the glowy blue light. Ohhhhh mysterious cloaked figure has teeth now, smiling like that? Gotcha macaque-ish figure. Smug fella? Charismatic? I dunno i’m guessing here, WILL THEY PLAY A BIGGER PART???? WHO KNOWS. PROBABLY. They in the theme song ofc they’re gonna play a bigger part what am i talking about ALRIGHT. Okay lots of eyes, whole lotta eyes. Saw this clip in before i think?? Was it in the trailer? Maybe someone sent it to me, not sure. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM They’ve used that tilted angle twice now, like Mk in the middle with the floor tilted under him. …squints. Eh, no comment, if you want my thoughts on all that junk lemme know I’ll make a separate post where I will probably spend 90% of the time wailing about Flying Bark— [gets hit by a chair]

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Anyway

Cool cool, giant flaming bird phoenix thing, I don’t know enough mythology anymore to identify what that might be i’ma be real with y’all I used to know a lot more than i do now my brain is EMPTY. Ooookaaayyyy, Turtle, Tiger, Dragon. Sure sure. I don’t know whats going on—

Mmmmmmmm stones…….. what were some theories about these onessssss, something about pillars and holding up the universe? I honestly don’t remember wowza say goodbye to the universe ig ALTHOUGH HEY, I do love the aesthetic of floaty rocks around to show power or whatever, I’ve been drawing Mei with the Samdhi fire rings hovering around her in my notebook and sketches and stuff for AGES, so that’s really neat I do like that I can tell there might be a lot of cool art pieces (at least from me maybe) coming out of that!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM heeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Nuuuuuwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaa hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii a h a h e y I’m sure everything is gonna be fine. I like that her face is shadowed so we don’t know where she’s at i hope she’s impartial i would love that genuinely um MK WEAPON???? REMEMBER THAT??

I’m sure this will not lead to anything in the future ever

Right, and then a uh, multi-headed… thing—oh is that like medusa air on that creature? Is it a snake or a bird? eh, i’m sure i’ll find out eventually maybe its a snake bird, a snake that absorbs that fire bird at the start or something OHHH OR MAYBE THAT TURTLE TOO? HEY CAN YOU LIKE NOM ALL THOSE ANIMALS AND GET THEIR POWERS?? THAT WOULD BE INTERESTING— sorry ahem, theory territory we’re here for reactions MOVING ON—oh

OH THAT’S A WHOLE PILLER. THAT IS. A WHOLE PILLER OF THE UNIVERSE. ISNT’ IT. Dear gods what am I walking into.

Ough <— paused on the end of the theme song

Pigsy my beloved <3 I’ve been staring at him for three minutes. Whoever drew Pigsy standing there with his arms crossed in the theme song… ily <3

OKAY RIGHT, BACK TO IT.

THEM SONG IS OVER, I’VE MANAGED TO STAY NORMAL AND KEEP ANIMATION COMMENTS TO MYSELF LETS GET THIS ROLLING!

MMMMM STRINGS THAT BIND.

.

I DON’T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS SO IMA JUST PRESS PLAY

:(

The um… the expressions don’t match the…voice act..ing…. MMMMMMMMMMMdunnoificandothisguys

Okay this is fine we fine i just have to listen to the reactions going on underneath the constant screaming in my head this is f i n e I’M SO SORRY I’M TRYING MY BEST TO STAY POSITIVE HERE

Ahem

The monkey mountains are cute! Lil goofy, we love that for them. I’ll bet they set a day aside for making those. I do find it funny that monkey king’s stuff looks like he purchased it from a merch street vendor and Mk’s all looks handmade with scraps of old clothing items and string he stole from probably monkey king’s house;lKMGAWEF

Okay so capture the flag! Cool! Capture the flag with the staff thats so silly actuallyLG;KMAWEF

Oh he is sleep deprived

NAH THO I’VE FELT THAT BEFORE THE SLOW ONE EYE THAN THE OTHER BLINK THEN OUGHH AND MUFFLED STATIC AND THEN HEADSHAKE AND ALRIGHT BACK TO IT I HAVE LITERALLY DONE THATGL;KMAFWE who among us has not y’know—

The way Mk throws himself into training to avoid thinking about things is hilarious. I’m guessing he hasn’t had a wink of sleep in days NG;LKMAWEF

I already said the THING

Ough flying bark my beloved <3 I see u reused animation i missed you i’m gonna cry facedown on the floor now

Hm! Mk sounds different actually. Like the voice actor?? Something’s different about the voice, tho that could just be my audio honestlyG;LKAWEF Maybe a little deeper sounding? HMHM INCHRESTING

Wukong just yeeting the staff at Mk was funny HGL;KJSAFD

aHA GOT A HIT IN

Nah the way Wukong is just >:D is nice, we love mentor and student bonding hours

Okayokayokayokay l i s t e n. One kinda negative opinion here, I may bring it up later we’ll see; the expressions don’t match the voice acting energy. Like… the vibes are just different. S I G H S. End comment for now ;-;7

Okay, okay, I laughed. I did laugh. I confess, I laughed, “Here… comes… monkie—“

“KING”

I laughed. That was silly, i liked that, thank you bless <3 That made my day <3 Bless u sir <3 Silly goofy <3

It’s interesting to see Mk and Wukong getting closer in power level tho like, the dynamic is shifting to something else, vibin a little different, I dunno, could be the animation change, writer change, whatever it is the vibe is v different

Glad to see the humour is still there <3

Huh, Mk sounds really different to me IS IT JUST ME?? AM I GOING INSANE?? ??? ? NOBODY ELSE PICKING UP ON THAT??

.

honestly it could just be because bro is sleep deprived as HECK which honestly would make sense, JUDGEMENT RESERVED FOR LATER!! (could also be my headphones i ain’t even lying)

“yousaidnoholdingbackbutyouheldbackrightuntiltheendrightwheniwasabouttowin—“ BRO U ARE SO SLEEP DEPRVIEDLKGMA;OIEWFM GO TAKE A NAP

Wowza we do love the high-key confirmation monkey king’s holding back all the time tho that’s fun mwahahahahaha VINDICATION

Oooohhh nicely done wildbrain you kept the little spinny guys, y’know those in the background legs and arms out spinning versions of Mk? that’s nice I always loved those with flying bark

[face in hands] bro pls i can’t live with the flashbacks pls UR HURTING ME WHYYYYYYYYYY

Hi and welcome to knox’s live [sniffs] missing flying bark reaction, today we will [snimffles] C RY WAILS

Just two monkeys holding baaaaaaoh okay

sniffs

weird

so confim… share stone?? how does that work?? also fambly confirmed ig, RELATED. Cause if its literally the same stone… that’s a whole related bois right there. Appropriate concern for Mk fr

Kaykay h o ne s t l y ?? ? It doesn’t feel like monkie kid so far—granted we are oNLY three minutes in so I may take that back��but MAN throwing me off quite a bit WILD

Mk avoiding monkey still gotcha, its kinda neat how willing swk is to change the subject n stuff

I’M COMPARTMENTALIZINGNALSK;FMA;WOEIFMSFD

ME TOO MK

ME TOO

IF I STOP I DIE

SO REAL

ME RN

MK MANSPLAINING ABOUT MONKEYS TO THE LITERAL MONKEY KINGSDLFKMAOWEF

P sure that’s sharks bud

NOPE MONKEYS

HELPGNSADFKAMSDF

THE SPEED WITH WHICH

WUKONG IS DISTRACTED

“:OOOOO SURPRISE???? :D?? no wait—“

Mk bro is there really a surprise or are you trying to run away from the subject—

I’m sorry i made the exact same sound as monkey king when macaque showed up don’t look at me—SPEAKING OF MANSPLAINING, HERE WE GO, LEMME GUESS, GONNA LECTURE MONKEY KING ON HOW HE’S NOT DOING A GOOD JOB OR HE NEEDS TO DO THIS AND THAT AND IGNORES THE FACT MONKEY KING IS CLEARLY TRYING WITH WHATEVER IT IS HOW CLOSE AM I GUYS?

Also before i continue, listen I’m NNNOOOT sure how I feel about like… Mk and Wukong “our egg” I dunno feels kinda weird to me for some reason like, so they’re definitely related now, whether that be technically bros or straight up twins. Like i’m a huge fan of found family and now its like… WOW I FOUND AN ACTUAL RELATED FAMILY MEMBER THAT I ALREADY HAD AN ESTABLISHED DYNAMIC WITH AND NOW THAT CHANGES HOW WE INTERACT AHA this is fine, I wasn’t sure about Monkey Mk first either so I’ll probably get over it— G;LAKSDFM I like Sifu and Student better than I do big bro and little bro at this point tho :T might just be me

GOOD GODS WE’RE ONLY THREE MINUTES AND FORTY SECONDS IN SAVE ME

Wow, a lot of things getting confirmed this first ep actually wow. I’m kinda startled. I’m so used to like… biased narration and skirting around the what’s actually being said and everything being carried by the animation but in this first ep we have verbal confirmation that

both mk and monkey king hold back

mk and monkey king are related

Wukong and Macaque have lived on the mountain together since they were born

Oh cool working together huh interesting—AHA. AHA I TOLD YOU. SEE??? TRASH TALKING MONKEY KING AHA SEE? sniffs I’m sorry but

Macaque, after seeing Monkey King try to talk to Mk about stuff and Mk brushing him off so hard he flies off the mountain: you suck as a mentor

SHUT UR MOUTH MACAQUE I LIKED YOU BETTER IN YOUR THEATRE KID PHASE—

Okay no, seriously tho, whats up with all the tilted angles?? I’ve counted what…? Four? Five of them now?? Two in the theme song, at least two in this convo and then one other one I thought but I might’ve been imaging it. Are they trying to bring an off centre vibe?? if the goal is to make us uncomfortable it at the very least is working on me

ANOTHER ONE???

.

P

Pls tell me they don’t do this tilting screen thing throughout the whole season

Like, once in a while for dramatic effect is nice, this is the third time in this one convo alone—

Ough. Man godspeed Monkey King trying to give Mk 25 minutes of peace fr

Ig macaque do be having a point tho, there sure do be something else going on with the lad

OHHHH ANOTHER CONFIMRATION??? Wow ask and ye shall receive ig dang

Confirmation 4. Sun Wukong did not know Mk was a monkey

That’s wild that the eyes of truth couldn’t see through Mk’s disguise or whatever it is that’s some pretty powerful stuff then

Also HELPGMALSKFMASDF WHY IS MACAQUE BEING SO AGGRESSIVE I’M WHEEZINGL;KAMSFSD

“It just felt right” ah, I’m sure that won’t be said multiple times throughout this season I’m sure this won’t be a recurring theme, DESTINY, IS THAT YOU?

Every moment of this conversation is tilted and it is distracting me so much helpMLGAOEFMI LISTEN THERE WAS A PICTURE AT THIS LADY’S HOUSE I VISITED TODAY AND IT WAS CROOKED BUT A COULDNT’ FIX IT BECAUSE IT WAS BEHIND HER AND THE COUCH AND IT WOULD HAVE BEEN RUDE, THIS GIVES ME THE SAME TWITCHY FEELING JUST A LITTLE BIT BG;KLAMSEWF

Okay, tbf, macaque is definitely mmmm how’s you say this… looking at the bigger picture, a little bit more. Wukong’s priority is Mk and that’s p much it. Is mk okay. Is mk ready. Is mk safe. All that other stuff doesn’t matter to him. Which is silly cause that’s how Mk feels about Monkey King too. Is he here. Is he okay. Who cares about backstory. Which is!! Funky!!

“All your old companions are suddenly here” uhuhuh, so that is weird, and they definitely all did die.

Yeah Macaque how come you back huh—well its LBD obviously but y’know same thing, Macaque I think maybe you’re not saying why you’re actually thinking about all this you’re one of the people who were snatched back bro, bro? bro are you listening—

HELPGKLMASFOI;WMFSADF THE WAY WUKONG DOES NOT CARE ABOUT STRINGS BEING PULLED UNTIL MACAQUE MENTIONS MK.

Sniffs, wowza

“and they’re not finished.”

“Are you?”

HONESTLY FAIR, FAIR, I’M SORRY, I TOO, WOULD BE DONE WITH A GUY WHO KEEPS CALLING ME TERRIBLE AND TELLING ME ALL THE REASONS I’M STUPID, NO MATTER IF HE BRINGS UP ANY GOOD POINTS OR NOT, SERIOUSLY, FAIR MONKEY KING I’LL CHEER YOU ON, GET EM KING—

iNHALES

>:T

“you need to do better” = “if you’re homeless… JUST BUY A HOUSE”

same energy

sniffs LISTEN. Wukong has literally been running around trying to take everything on himself for the past four seasons and steps back when Mk needs to do things himself, literally no matter what this dude does he gets flack for it >:T AS A MONKEY KING FAN WHAT THE HECK—

He sure does look tired dude :(

AND THEN THEY’RE GONNA SLAP THE CIRCLET ON HIM, CAN HE GET A FIVE SECOND BREAK? PLS?? HE COULD USE IT

Mk you sound so incredibly sleep deprived TAKE A NAP

OUGH, seriously tho, I do love how dedicated mk and monkey king are to each other?? its fun

Excuse me sir

sir

sir excuse

me

sir

sir the stone

sir

why

is it cracking sir

…HA ngl a third monkey would be funny, heck LETS GET ALL THE SPIRITUAL PRIMATES IN HERE, POP EM OUTTA THERE OR SOMETHIN—

okie dokey whats the surprise—PIGSY

TAHT’S MY MAN

Honestly we should have seen Monkey Mk coming with how many times he ends up on Monkey king’s shoulders and vice versa

BRO UR THE ONE THAT CALLED HIM PLEASELK;MG;OAEWF

MEI BELOVED

GRAB HIM

AAAA

BAM

SORRY

great sound effects bravo

Mei ily so much

“AHAHA NOPE WE’RE DOING THIS NOW” i do love him so much with my whole heart ur honour

awww AWWW THEY FIXED HIS

H O U S E

WAILS

BRO TRIED TO MAKE

A HAIR CLONE HOUSE I’M CRYING;LASFMAWOEF

TANG IS CANONLY PRETENDING TO BE A 90YO WOMAN TO GET OUT OF MANUAL LABOUR

IF HE WAS ON THE TITANIC WHEN IT SANK, HE WOULD HAVE BEEN THE FIRST ONE INTO A DRESS AND ONTO A LIFEBOAT

Huh Pigsy also sounds different to me. Mk’s getting more familiar, Pigsy sounds DIFFERENT, it might be my headphones yeahNGKLAWMEF I FEEL LIKE I’M LOSING MY MIND A LITTLE. MEI SOUNDS NORMAL, MY BOIS MK AND PIGSY SOUND OFFOHHHHH OH MY GOODNESS MK’S DOODLES ON THE WALLS EVERYBODY SHUT UP

Return of Buff Mk and two massive smiles we love to see it

ohh AWWW looks like they put some pictures up too awww oh OH LOTS OF PICTURES oh ough… tribute to flying bark real huh

i’m totally fine

these are cute!! mk’s doodles everywhere makes me happy fr tho ough <3

me when a picture of monkey king and his monkeys crawling on him: mwehehehehe

its silly and i love them

KING MOVE MEI

ABSOLUTE QUEEN BEHAVIOUR

PUTTING HER PICTURE WITH MONKEY KING RIGHT ON TOP OF THE TV SO HE HAS TO LOOK AT IT WHENEVER HE SITS DOWN

SHE HAS ADOPTED HIM

ITS HAPPENED FOLKS

HE’S OFFICALLY IN

HE’S UNDER THE MEI FRIENDSHIP UMBRELLA AND WILL NEVER ESCAPE

THEY ARE MK PROTECTION SQUAD BACK OFF

AU WHERE MEI BIG SISTER

THAT IS ALL GOODNIGHT

cH OK I N G

GOING RIGHT FOR THE HUG

WAILS

honestly

really nice of them to do the pictures that was super thoughtful like ough that’s super sweet

PLEEEEAAASEEE PIGSY WITH MK’S THEME SONG AS HIS ALARM, THAT’S SO MUCH FUN I LOVE THAT GAG KEEP IT COMING

Man, it’s tough to be a monkey hated by all who wants to do his best and protect his student/family member but you don’t know how to do that and everyone keeps yelling at you—

Pigsy ily

fr tho a lot of the cast sound off hope they’re all doing okay :(

Pigsy: if you wanna stay, you can stay—

Mk: NOPELETSGOLETSGOLETSGO-

SANDY PLEASE STOP BABYING TANG HE’S LITERALLY FINE—

MK IS NONSTOP RN AND I FEEL THAT

Ah pigsy’s noodles <3

Secret family recipe that technically isn’t secret because Cheng’e aired an ep of Pigsy sharing it on television but okay— /j/j/j GJKA;SDMKFL

…you guys don’t understand. Y’know the next meme i was gonna try to draw? “truth or dare.” and it fits. so well with ep one i’ma draw it right after this actually i WAS ALREADY GONNE DRAW IT I SHOULD HAVE DONE IT IMMEDEATLYG;LKASMFASD

…why did noodles catapult out of her mouth whats happening— ;LKGMAWEF

sleeping with the noodles, nice one nice one

Dad stare. THE DAD STARE

That is what we call PTSD—GMLA,FAWPEF

huh, something different with the dialogue that i’m not used to. Not sure what it is, the rhythm of it feels different, OR I COULD BE LOSING MY MIND DON’T PAY ME ANY ATTENTION FOLKS

I do love Pigsy bonding with his son thank you very much

“…but what?” good job Pigsy he’s teaching his son he’s being silly i do love him still

AHA, i see i see “gotta feel it” “it felt right” we all about the vibes now ig

wow yeah the dialogue is very very different, did we change writing teams? i was so distracted by the animation change i wasn’t paying attention to all that, but the dialogue just… not quite pigsy y’know? i like seeing him soft but i also like him gruff and awkward too? he’s vibin more like how i wrote him in my crackfic for crack purposes. kinda weird

its home, aw that’s sweet

don’t pass out mk

OH BABY MK

SOBS

BABY MK IN THE RECIPE BOOK SHADDUUUUPPPPP WAILS

.

He’s gonna turn around and mk’s gonna be passed out isn’t he

that is a little silly

hm

I do miss gruff pigsy a lot actually grumpy with a heart of gold is the best pigsy

“still works”

;-; c o o l

PIGSY CARRYING MK UPSTAIRSLKGMA;OISEF;ALKMEFSD

HEY

HEY HOW’D YOU GET THE SCRIPT OF MY SICFIC

HEY

HEY HANG ON I HAVNE’T WRITTEN IT YET WAIT FOR ME—

. . . . . . . . . . . . .

scratches head

y’all can come at me with pitchforks and torches but

this doesn’t feel like Pigsy to me

I dunno if its the dialogue or the pacing or something but its just… v off. For some reason. feels like a different character and not in the “he had an arch” way. …I dunno, ITS THROWING ME OFF FOLKS He feels like a fan fiction pigsy DONT’S STAB ME—

Son in the fourth season hit way harder— I’MSORRYI’MSORRYDON’TKILLME—

awww monkey king origami real

he’s fine as i can see

oop

okay so what’s going on in the dream realm cause they’re all not sleeping good so its probably a shared dream of some ki— AHAHA HANG ON HANG ON

Hang on

if they get

dragged to the underworld

that would be funny

monkey king passed out (technically drunk himself to death but lets say passed out) he woke up to being dragged to the underworld so it would be funny—

Whats he saying??? ECHOY VOICE I CAN’T UNDERSTAND YOU

I understood time to wake up but not the other bit

AHAHAHAH CALLED IT

SUMMONED

SNATCHED

MONKEYS??

OH YEAH ALL OF THEM OKAY

face in hands

its o v e r

THAT FELT LIKE THE LONGEST EPISODE I’VE EVER WATCHED IN MY LIFE

OH GODS ITS SEVEN O’CLOCK I’VE BEEN HERE FOR TWO HOURS AND TWENTY MINUTES I

HELPGKLASMF;OAIWEMFLSADF

Okay, overall consensus of episode 1: you can feel the change in studios and you can feel the change in writers (if there’s new writers, if not i can eat my words.) the animation is about what i expected, they use a lot of tilted angles for reasons I don’t know it’s making me kinda dizzy, some of the VA’s sound very off, I hope they’re doing okay, the dialogue was weirdly hard to focus on, i had to go back and replay bits several times to understand what they were saying, humour still nice, outfits cute, Tang needs to get pushed into some hard manual labour, the house bit was really nice i love that monkey king has been accepted by the group, macaque questioning why the jttw crew is there means that their reincarnations are a weird thing which i’m staring at, uh… and they’re in the underworld now probably!! WOO!! HORRIFYING!!!

Y’know my goal was to watch 2 episodes but I think that’s all i have in me for today so SEE YOU NEXT TIME ON KNOX REACTS UNLESS IS SCARED YOU ALL OFF WITH STARING TOO HARD AT THE DIFFERENCES, JOIN US FOR WHEN KNOX INEVITABLY SHATTERS INTO PEICES AND STARTS YELLING ABOUT HOW MUCH THEY HATE LARGE CORPORATIONS LIKE LEGO AND DISNEY AND HOW MUCH THEY LOVE CREATORS LIKE FLYING BARK AND THE VA’S PEACE OUT AND PLS DON’T COME AT ME WITH PITCHFORKS AND TORCHES—

edit: EATING MY WORDS, sound mixing studios changed, not writers, that would explain some of the difficulty i was having hearing the audio and why a lot of the voices sounded off pls disregard all previous ranting about those things o7

edit 2: i've processed a bit, we got dadsy, i will live forever

[brighttears]

Filth II

Joel Miller x f!reader 

No use of y/n, no physical description other than having hair

Summary: You escape a threat and find a motel on your way out. You decide to stay the night, but Joel has one last thing he’d like to do before you fall asleep. 

Word count: 4k

Warnings: smut (minors dni), dom!Joel, but also some soft!Joel, cunnilingus, orgasm denial, pet names (baby, sweetheart, good girl, precious girl, beautiful girl, darling) 

A/n: this smut was honestly so fun to write cause you know mmMMMMMM anyways hope y'all enjoy :3 more to come(heehee)! got some angst comin up i think chapter after next? cause i miss it

series masterlist

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The dogs bark again, viscous and sharp, and Joel pulls you into the treeline, sliding down to crouch in a ditch. As the sounds grow nearer and Joel peeks his head out above the ditch, looking down the road. When he comes back to you, his demeanor is intense. “Stay down, stay silent, don’t move a muscle.” Voices start coming along with the dogs, and your breathing becomes shakier, heart hammering in your chest. “It’s a scavenging crew,” He tells you quietly, “probably five or six of them. They’re looking for people.” At his words, your heart lurches, a shiver of fear running through you. “We have to wait for them to pass. Okay?” You nod, trying to calm your breaths, keep yourself quiet and steady. Even without the threat of people, you know those dogs could tear you apart, and you bet they’re trained just for that.

You wait, hiding and listening as the sounds come closer. Your eyes are locked on Joel, staring at him as you try to keep yourself as relaxed as possible, settle into some sort of stillness, but your blood rushes in your ears. When Joel looks down at you, he reaches up to brush his hand over your chek, nodding reassuringly. 

After what feels like an hour, the sounds fade, and Joel peeks his head back out to look around. You stay crouched, looking at him for direction, a deep breath releasing some of the tension that has your body pulled taut. Without looking at you, he says, his voice still low, “We’re gonna move fast and quiet. If you hear them, if they see us, you haul ass. Got it?” You nod, and as soon as you do, Joel pulls you into the woods, gripping your hand tight as you weave quickly through the trees. He moves with intense focus and you follow behind trying not to trip, legs still indisposed. 

“Where are we going?” You ask quietly. 

Joel eyes dart around, keeping a fast pace. “Just keep up.”

Eventually, you reach the other side of the woods, coming to another road. Across it, you see a dilapidated, faded pink, two story motel. 

“Alright,” Joel says, stopping at the treeline. “We’ll see if we can stop here for the night. Stay quiet.” Still keeping hold of your hand, he starts for the motel, scanning your surroundings as you hurry towards the cover. 

When you reach the building, Joel lets go of your hand, looking back at you as he takes his gun out, signaling for you to do the same. You sneak around the perimeter, checking it out. Most of the windows of the rooms are broken, some doors boarded up, some open, some not even on their hinges, but no sound, no sign of anything, and relief starts to lighten your shoulders. 

As you walk up the stairs crossed over the front of the motel, he says, ��If it’s all clear, we’ll stay up here on the second floor. Gives us the high ground, more time to react if anything comes.” You nod, looking over the railing as you climb. It’s mostly clear, just the road, trees, and a dusty, empty parking lot. No movement. No sound. You’re safe. For now. Hopefully. 

The second floor is in slightly better condition than the first, most windows still intact, doors still on their hinges. You slide against the wall as Joel checks through each opening into the rooms. At the very end is the single room with both door and window fully intact, and he pauses to look at you before he opens the door.

The room is small but in good enough shape, with a bed, a small desk, and a dresser. There are a couple things strewn about the room—an empty, dusty suitcase open in the corner, some pieces of jewelry scattered across the desk. Someone left here in a rush, likely around that time in 2003. You hope they happened to have left some clothes behind, too. Joel goes around the corner in the back of the room to check the bathroom while you check the closet next to it, finding nothing. 

“Alright,” he nods as he comes back into the main room, locking the door and drawing the wispy curtains. Dropping his pack on the floor by the door, he sighs as he sits down on the edge of the bed. You set your bag down next to the dresser and start opening the drawers. The top one is empty, but the bottom holds a few folded pieces of clothes. A smile spreads across your face as you take out the shirt resting on top. As you hold it out in front of you, you see that a woman stayed in this room, her size, by good fortune, only a little smaller than yours. You turn to Joel, holding the baby blue t-shirt over your body to show him. He smiles back, slightly amused. Still smiling, you look down at it in your hands. 

“...Can I make a request?” You hear him. 

Looking back up, “Hm?”

“...Can I put them on you?”

His words force a deep breath out of you and you pause, face going hot. Such an intimate act, and not something you had expected from him. You’ve learned that his demeanor can shift quickly, and there’s a lot more hidden under his surface. Things you’re dying to see. After a moment, you nod, and he stands, walking over to you slowly to take the shirt from your hands. Your eyes are locked on his as you start on the buttons of your—his—jacket. As you reveal more of yourself under it, Joel sighs deeply, eyes following your fingers. 

“Raise your arms for me.” He tells you, eyes on your bare body as you slip the jacket off and let it fall to the floor. You do, completely exposed and open as you do as you’re told. He slips the shirt over you, gently pressing his hands over your arms to lower them, then slides the fabric down until it rests at your waist, a thin slip of skin exposed before your jeans. Joel’s hands come to rest on your waist, and he sighs again, then whispers, “Beautiful.” He plants a light kiss on your lips and your heart throbs, looking into his eyes as he steps away. 

“Are there… are there underwear in here, too?” You ask, sounding much more shy than you intended. 

A small smile spreads over his lips and he bends down to dig through the drawers. “Sure are.” He smiles at you, pulling out a pair of lacy black panties, holding them out to display for you. You manage a small smile back, face on fire. 

“Hold these for me.” He says quietly, handing you the underwear, then comes back close, very close, holding your gaze as his fingers go down to undo your jeans. As he slides his hands over your hips, hooking his thumbs over your jeans to pull them down, you let out a deep breath. Slowly, he lowers, kneeling under you to slip your jeans off, eyes on yours all the while, and your breathing quickens as you look down at him. 

Joel’s hands slide up your legs, from your ankles, up your calves, then to rest over the sides of your thighs. “My beautiful girl,” he says quietly, and you can't help but let out a shuddering breath. He presses a kiss over your stomach, just below your belly button, the sensitive touch blossoming all through your body. He begins to plant kisses lower, lower, lower, and he says again, “My beautiful girl,” speaking slowly, almost in a whisper. You bunch the panties in your fist, looking down at him on his knees before you, his lips on your skin. Holding your gaze, he kisses the inside of your right thigh lightly. “My sweetheart.” He plants another kiss in the center of your hips, once again moving lower, lower, until he stops just above where you want him the most. “My precious girl.” Your breath catches in your throat. He grasps your thighs, as if readying himself before he noses his way in between your legs, and you lean your head back, letting your eyes close and the panties fall from your hand as you comb your hands through his hair. He teases a wide lick over your pussy, and you moan out quietly, running your hands through his hair, your nails over his scalp. He moves to kiss the inside of your thigh lightly again, and you feel his hot breath over your skin as he whispers, “Please…” Suddenly, his mouth closes over the entirety of your pussy, his tongue licking flatly up your slit, closing it around to suck over your clit, and you gasp, gripping his hair. “Please, baby…”

“Wh–what?” You breathe out. 

“Stay still, sweetheart. Don’t move. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes,” you breathe out again, breaths too shallow to allow anything more. Anything, anything you want, you think to yourself, I’ll do. 

“Put your hands at your sides, baby.” You do, then bunch them into fists, your hips starting to quiver, needy for his touch. “Oh, baby,” he whispers as his hands slide up and down your thighs before you feel the warmth of mouth over you again. You moan out at the ceiling, willing yourself to stay still and not press yourself into his mouth. He licks wide and flat, flicking his tongue up over your clit, and you moan. His stubble scratches the insides of your thighs as he starts on your clit, sucking and licking, and moans come out with each deep breath that slips out of your body. Reflexively, your hips push into him, and he pulls away, making you whine at the loss of contact. He shifts his hands from your thighs up to your hips, gripping, holding you in place. “Don’t move,” he whispers, and you turn your head back down, melting at the sight below you. He looks up at you with gentle pleading in his eyes, his brow drawn up, parted lips wet with your juices. You nod, and he leans his mouth back into you, keeping his eyes on yours. He lets his mouth rest over the entity of your pussy, working his tongue up.

“Fuck,” you whisper, closing your eyes and leaning your head back again, and you feel your body cursedly shift towards him again, making him pull away. 

“Be still, baby, please,” he whispers, and you look back down at him. 

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you breath out, voice barely audible.

“Shh… ‘t’s okay,” he whispers back before putting his mouth back over you, working at your clit again. You moan loudly, digging your nails into your palms as you will yourself to be still. He pulls his mouth back again, pressing light kisses all over your inner thighs. “Please…” he whispers, teasing his lips all around the place that yearns for him most. “Shh… just relax…” You bite your lip, nodding with your eyes closed. Joel kisses over your clit, pulling away in a torturous pattern. “Please, please be still…”

“Ahuh,” you breathe out, looking back down at him. You moan again just at the sight, those puppy dog eyes on you as he finally places his tongue back over your pussy, licking from bottom to top repeatedly. “Oh,” you moan out, your thighs starting to quiver as you strain to keep them locked in place. His eyes close again, kitten licking your clit before he closes his mouth all the way around again. You continue to quiver and moan, standing as still as you possibly can with his fingers digging into your hips. As he quickens his pace, tongue dancing along your slit and teasing your clit, you have to focus hard to keep still. Noticing your strain, Joel keeps his mouth where it is but slides a hand to the back of your thigh to carefully hook it over his shoulder. He moves that hand to then reach around to splay over your lower back, holding you more securely with his thumb on your hip, fingers still digging into the other side, and you lean your head back with your mouth open wide as he continues. He hums as he eats you out and you squeak out a moan at the gratifying vibration that shakes a quiver through you, feeling yourself roll up towards your climax, but Joel moves his mouth away again, and you whine. “Shh… I need you to stay so still, sweetheart,” he whispers, his breath hot on your soaking wet pussy, and you feel wetness start to roll down the inside of your thigh, making you shiver. He licks flat again and you whimper again, desperate for more, needing it as you feel yourself start rolling up the hill again, but he whispers again, “Shh… shh.. Just be patient…” You whine more, fiddling with your fingers in your fists. He kisses your slit, his nose on your clit, and you bite your lip, straining with all your might to stay still. 

“P–hh–please, Joel,” you whimper, but he shushes you again. 

“Patient, darlin’, be patient.” You hum and nod, knowing you’re at his mercy, that he knows it, and that he loves it, so you bite your lip again, stilling, but you have to tense yourself when his lips start to focus on your clit. Involuntarily, your entire torso starts to shake as he sucks, the tip of his tongue rolling back and forth over the very tip, and you cry out again, “Please,” instantly regretting it when he pulls away. “Shh,” he urges you with a gentle pat on your thigh, “Just be patient, darlin’, be quiet and patient. You can do that for me, can’t you?”

“Yes, yes, I can,” you shudder out.

“Good girl.” He goes right back at your clit, and you clench your fists and cry out, eyes rolling back in your head as pleasure jolts through you and your body rocks forward. 

“Darlin’,” Joel speaks, quiet but stern as he comes away, and you look down at him to tell him, “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stay still when you do that, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,”

“No, no, darlin,” he whispers, shaking his head slowly, “‘T’s alright. T’s okay. You’re alright. Just, please, stay still for me, okay?” He tells you, though it’s not very reassuring, knowing that he’s going to do what he wants to you, and it’s up to you to do as he says. You nod. 

“Good girl,” he whispers, slowly taking his mouth back under to open wide and close back around you, coming into a sucking kiss away. He repeats the motion, then simply kisses your entrance, teasing, watching your eyes. “Such a good girl,” he speaks as he kisses your clit, “stayin’ so still like this for me.” Finally, his mouth comes back, licking and sucking and kissing, slurping at this point, and you start moaning louder, digging your nails into palms so hard it hurts. He hums delightfully again before pulling away yet again, and at this point you want to scream, repeatedly coming closer and closer right before he stops again. 

“Shh, baby, be quiet, be patient.” He urges you in a whisper before starting to swirl his tongue around your clit, then slips it down to tease your entrance, and you clamp your hand around your mouth to muffle your sounds. “Such a good girl,” he licks, “you’re so beautiful, you know that? I can’t believe I get to touch you like this.” His hand runs over your thigh over his shoulder before shifting it to hold you securely so that he can lick into you again. He suctions the entirety of his mouth around your pussy, teasing your entrance again, and a shake runs through your torso, but you tense it, willing yourself to be still. He licks up, closing his lips around your clit only to pull back once again, and you clench your teeth, mind reeling. You turn your face back down to look at him, and he looks so sweet, so innocent, as if he’s not torturing you right now, though his mouth, nose, and chin are wet with his spit and your cum.

“Such a good girl for me. ‘T’s okay, I’ll give you what you need. Don’t worry, darlin’.” You nod vigorously, breathless with your brow furrowed, still with your hand over your mouth, and you almost catch a little smile from him before he buries it between your legs, closing his eyes as he slides his tongue up and down. When he starts to add pressure you squeeze your eyes shut, crying out breathy moans as your core quakes. Adding more pressure, he speeds up, tongue slipping top to bottom, the tip of his tongue curling up the underside of your clit and letting the bottom come back down over it before he drags it back down lower. He adjusts his grip on your thighs, holding you in place, and shakes his head back and forth slightly and slowly as he buries it deeper. He picks up the pace further, devouring with abandon while you squeak and cry moans into your hand, feeling yourself coming closer to a climax. He hums, and your hips shudder, desperate for more, so close, so close, and he must be able to tell, because he grips you harder, leaving more bruises as he pulls your hips into his face. Keeping that fast pace, he hums low and long, and your eyes start to roll back in your head as the pleasure builds, the feeling flowering over your hips, into your stomach, shooting up in your head and it falls back, and you can’t to stop your body from leaning into his face, your body shuddering around it. He continues to moan and lick and your free hand grips his hair thoughtlessly. As your climax peaks and tumbles, Joel slows, mouth moving leisurely but keeping his mouth around you, and your heel digs into his back as you shake. 

After a moment more, pulls back slowly, releasing his mouth. You feel his hot breath over your skin and hear low, grumbling purring. Finally, you take your hand off of your mouth, letting both hands brush and comb through his hair as your shuddering subsides. Slowly, he leans back in kissing your clit once or twice. “Jesus,” you breathe out as he pulls out another convulsion. As you catch your breath, you continue to pet his hair. Joel leans his head against your thigh, sliding his hand around the leg still hooked over his shoulder, gentle touch under his hands. You let your hands rest on his head for a moment, then comb your hands back to gently pull his head away from your leg, cupping his cheek to pull his face up. His eyes are sleepily half lidded, mouth and nose wet. 

A smile rolls over your lips. “Baby…” you say; his expression does something to you, like a warm wave of thick water washing over you, feeding into some sort of bouquet blossoming from your heart. 

“Mmmmm,” Joel lets out a contented sigh and closes his eyes, resting his chin on your thigh. Watching his face, you brush your hands through his hair, and he continues to purr, breathe slowing, then turns his head to lay his cheek back against your skin. 

“Come on, baby,” you say quietly, turning his face back to yours, cupping it to pull slightly and urge him to his feet. He makes a little grumbling noise, but doesn’t resist, letting you raise him up. Your leg slips off of him as he grumbles and groans to his feet, as if he can’t stand to pull himself off of you. Joel’s hands lay lax at his sides as he stands with his head in your hands, and for a moment all you do is stare at him. Big bad Joel, melting in your hands. Slowly, he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into an embrace. You wrap your arms back around his shoulders, swaying him gently. He’s so sweet now, so soft. 

You’ve seen him serious, violent like he has to be in the face of danger, you’ve seen him let go completely, submissive to you in pleasure, and you’ve seen him deeply hungry, a desperate animal, forceful in need. You’ve had him begging, thirsty and needy, and now, soft like a kitten. 

“Mmmmm…” he nuzzles into you, rubbing his cheeks and face against your shoulder and neck. He clasps his hands around your back, letting his weight lean into you. Breathing deep and even, he lets out another contented sigh, and you start to think he might be falling asleep right here. 

“Come on, little baby boy,” you say with a smile, nearly chuckling, and start to step back, pulling him towards the bed. 

“Mmmm…” he complains, but his body follows as you move. You let go of him to sit down, then shift back and reach your hands out, beckoning him to lay down with you. Joel lets out the tiniest of sleepy murmurs as he crawls onto the bed, falling to his side next to you, his eyes barely open. He starts to curl into you, laying his arm around your waist to pull you closer, then lays his head down to nuzzle into your chest. You slide your arm between his neck and the bed, pulling him closer with your other around his back. He shifts his arm further around you, pulling you closer, and pushes his leg in between yours, wrapping it around the one below to pull you ever closer. Chuckling, you swing your leg over his side, and he sighs deeply. Smiling, you tip your face into his hair and reach back to brush your hand over his cheek. He sighs again, his body relaxing into the bed. Then he reaches for your face, leaning his head back to gaze into your eyes. His are sleepy, but you see something in them, unreadable but heavy. His lips move, as if he wants to speak, but he stays quiet. You brush your thumb over his cheek, his skin you finally know, every detail clear, all the spots, wrinkles and scars. Pretty eyelashes over pretty brown eyes. The slight pout of his lips, the heart shaped patch in his salt and pepper beard. 

Your chest is full and warm. You love him. Deeply. Completely. So much it fills you, your skin tingling with it, and the words rumble in your chest, boiling up, and they come out almost without permission, in a whisper, “I love you.”

As soon as the words leave your mouth, Joel’s eyes close, his shoulder relaxing further, and now his body is completely limp, a faint whimper falling from his lips. They move again, ever so slightly, words faltering, and his brow furrows up for a moment before he pushes his head back into your chest, pulling his arm tight around you. 

Whether he loves you or not, you love him, and you just need him to know that. Every part of you needs him to know. And not just because he just gave you the most mind blowing orgasm of your life in the span of a day, because they’ve been so much more than that. Pure passion, pure love, desperate need, for you. And you for him. And you do need him. Forever, you need him. 

Joel’s breathing becomes deeper, and he shifts his arm back from around your waist, reaching for your hand on his cheek to intertwine with his and pull against your chest. He's so delicate now, every part of his mind, body, and soul relaxed, and he's almost like a child, afraid to leave you, lonely in the night, needing the warmth of your body against him. 

You pull yourself closer, surrounding him, wanting to make him feel safe, like he can be like this, show him that he’s allowed to be like this with you. You feel him melt against you, and your body relaxes around him. 

This is all you could ever ask for. The peaceful contentedness of the moment lays over you with the heaviness of sleep, and you hold each other close as you drift off. 

[lokisgoodgirl]

HELLO! It is a lovely morning! I decided that I will make it even better by opening the floodgates in the nether regions for our king!

May I begin my presentation?

If you said no, tough, here we go!

🥵🥵🥵

MMMMMMMM wooof wooof bark bark!

SILENCE ME ANYTIME, MY KING! 🥵

MERCY 🥵🥵🥵

LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT I BEG YOU (maybe after being a brat and I'm awaiting punishment)

To finish off, THE STRUT! SIR, STRUT ALL OVER ME AND I'D STILL THANK YOU!

LOVE YOU!

~LRM

HELLOOO, HAPPY SATURDAY MY LOVE!!! Thank you so much for sending me this veritable smorgasbord of eroticism for us all to feast on oh my god.

The CC13 picture always get me 🤣🤣he was absolutely peak everything at that moment. The speech. The derision. The majesty. And YES STUT OVER ME PLEASE with those thicc sexy boots.

I hope everyone has a wonderful Saturday😊 we deserve it. Its been a week and I'm proud of us!!

As a lil aside, I'm bamboozled to find that I have over 3k thirsty Loki-queens following my lil blog now 🥺 we'll do something to mark the occasion for sure, but this happened quicker than I ever anticipated so bear with 🤣Thanks for being here, you make every day special❤️

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[npd-enigma]

it's so funny how I can meow more realistically than bark, if I try to bark it's just high pitched like a tiny dog, and if I meow, I sound like an old ass cat

I cannot growl or do other stuff though, I can do a cats "mmmmmmmm" when angry, and can hiss when scared (i don't do it on purpose actually) but other than that I still can't get the other noises yet 😭

I can do a bird sound tho

[not-so-rosyyy]

Bark bark indeed 🥵

you get me 'coz the way it was both cute AND whorish?? like woahhhh mmMmm mmmmMmmm

[tache-noire]

You still want depraved ghost fic thoughts????

My dude I am a /slut/ for a dubious consent. Like... sometimes U just wanna have to completely surrender yourself because you don't have a choice??? Does that make sense??? Idk if this is sort of what Ur looking for but like??? I'm very feral for Copia so like, the idea of suddenly a gloved hand over my mouth and just being yanked into a fuckin supply closet or something and being threatened if I make a noise??? Mmmmmmmm

i made it a little spicier whoops

also in my world Copia has a fancy lavish room because fuck canon, i’m writing the stories Tobias is too afraid to.

Who Do You Think You Are?

Rating: 18+ (explicit sexual content)

Ship: Papa IV/Copia + M!Reader

Word Count: 1,953

Contents: Dubious Consent (at first), semi-public sex, turning the tables, degradation, blowjob, anal sex, definitely not enough lube but its porn so who cares, slightly irresponsible/under-negotiated kink, unexpected aftercare (i sure as hell wasn’t planning on writing it but it happened somehow)

Summary: You and Copia have something of an “open door policy” about sex, but even that has exceptions. Something snaps when he catches you at a bad time.

You're tired. Exhausted, even. Not just physically (cleaning is your least favorite job in the Ministry, and you couldn't trade with anyone), but mentally as well (to make things worse, you were stuck with a Brother who never shut up about the Baptist church he grew up with). All you want to do is shower and go straight to bed, but Papa is back for a couple of days between nearby Rituals, and he requested your company for the night, as he usually does. You won't just stand him up. The least you can do is go tell him in person that you're not up for it tonight.

That's the plan.

Right up until a hand darts from your peripheral and drags you into a broom closet on your way.

"Son of a--!"

A gloved hand claps over your mouth before you can really raise your voice. You're shoved up against the wall and your legs forced apart, and that's when you start to panic. Your assailant's hips are pressed against yours. He's rock hard, rubbing against your ass like he owns it. Fuck no. This isn't happening, not fucking tonight of all damn nights. You buck hard and try to lash out behind you with a fist, but it’s caught with ease in an iron grip.

Soft lips press against your knuckles, then just below your ear.

"Shh... There are still Siblings out at this hour, tesoro. Do you want them to find you like this?"

Instantly, all your fear turns to irritation. He must feel your body relax, because he loosens his hold and takes his hand away from your mouth.

"Copia?!" You hiss.

He nips your ear sharply. His hands roam freely over your body now that you're not fighting him anymore.

"That's Papa to you, Brother," he growls, groping at your dick.

Honestly, if he'd caught you any other time, on any other night, you'd gladly let him have his way like this. But this time...

"I've been gone for weeks, and you greet me so coldly?"

... His attitude is really pissing you off.

With his guard down now, you throw Copia off your back and whip around to bar your arm against his throat. The two of you stumble back until he hits the opposite wall, and he grips your shoulders defensively.

"So what, being Papa means you can just take whatever you want?” You bark.

Copia chuckles. “Positions of power do come with perks, carino.”

You press harder against his throat, until you can feel him struggle to swallow.

“Funny. You don’t look like you’re in a ‘position of power’ right now.”

He’s still hard and throbbing against your thigh when you force it between his own. The two of you have a safeword, and he's not using it. Beyond that, Copia could easily fight you off if he wanted to. Anybody who's been in his bed knows that white eye isn't just for show. It comes with inhuman power, something he loves to throw around whenever he can. He's letting you pin him, and he lets you push him to his knees, too. His eye glows in the near-darkness, laser-focused on your hands as you unzip your pants and pull your dick out. It offers a convenient point of reference to curl a fist in his hair and pull his face up against your crotch.

"You wanna play rough, Papa? Let's see you take it, then."

He runs his hands up your legs, settling them on your thighs. You hold your cock straight just until he gets his lips around the head, then force him the rest of the way down. You're not quite hard, so it's not much of a challenge for him, yet. But with the way he moans around your length and works his tongue against the underside, you're sure he'll be struggling before long.

"That's a good boy. You better get it nice and wet for me. That's all you're gonna get."

Copia shivers. You wish you could see him right now. He always looks good sucking cock, but you've never seen him this way. Submissive and ravaged, nose pressed up against your pelvis as you grind against the back of his throat. You wonder if he'd even washed his paint off before trying to ambush you, or if it's smeared off his lips and along your shaft now. Fuck. More than anything, you'd love to see his face covered in your cum, mouth gaping open and panting-- but you have a promise to keep, and there's more than enough saliva dripping down your balls to keep from tearing Copia up too badly.

“Up, hands on the wall.”

He obeys as soon as you step away and give him room. You have to be quick. You give him two fingers to suck on while you get his pants open and pushed down just far enough to fuck. If you take too long, his spit will dry and.... It won’t be much fun for either of you, but especially not him. You’re just trying to teach the man a lesson, not kill him. The most you can do is open him up with your fingers, spreading them apart to fit the head of your cock between them. You have to cover his mouth now to muffle the ragged groan that rips from his chest.

“There’s still Siblings out at this hour, Papa,” you coo, mimicking how he’d warned you earlier. You hold his hip steady while you slowly ease your way in. He moans again when your pelvis hits his ass.

“Imagine what they’d think if they found you like this.”

Copia shivers against you. Around you.

“Oh, would you like that?”

He nods, pushing back against you, asking you to move. You start slow. He may be greedy and you may be feeling a little sadistic, but he's got a Ritual tomorrow, and he can't be limping around onstage because of you. Sister Imperator would have your head. It's a battle against Copia's own devilish sex drive. He can keep you on edge for hours, but you have to dig your nails into his hip to stop him from fucking himself harder on your cock.

"Maybe I should open the door. Let everybody see what a slut their great and powerful Papa is."

You work your way up from languid to powerful thrusts; still rather slow, but full and unyielding. Letting Copia squirm and whine for more. You rip the front of his shirt open one-handed, forcing him to bite his lip to keep quiet. Buttons fall and clatter to the floor, forgotten quickly as you run your fingers through his chest hair and pinch a nipple between them.

“Fuck, caro--”

The tone of his voice doesn’t help his case at all. In this stuffy broom closet, his skin is already tacky with sweat. Every stroke ends in an obscene slap. You wish you’d done this sooner, maybe under other circumstances. In a context where you could take your time to really enjoy the plush softness of his body. Still, you can spare a moment to kiss up his neck and bite his ear just as he’d done to you.

"There's plenty of other Brothers who'd love to have their way with you like this, you know," you warn him. You shove your fingers in Copia’s mouth to shut him up again as you pick up the pace.

"I could invite them to join in. Have you suck one off just like this while I fuck you."

Ever obedient, he sucks greedily on your digits, giving you an excellent demonstration of exactly how he’d sound. Sloppy, wet. Moaning around them each time you slam back into him.

"Let them take turns filling you up when-- fuck-- when I'm done with you--"

With the way Copia’s squeezing around you, that’s not gonna be much longer. You can tell that he’s close, too. He’s been so good, taking everything you’ve given and nothing more. He’s even better behaved than you usually are. But he doesn’t need to know that right now, not when he’s still being punished. If he’s getting any reward, it’s gonna come with a catch.

“Go on,” you snarl, slowing nearly to a stop. “Go ahead and touch yourself. Fuck yourself while you think about the whole Ministry using you like the whore you are, Papa.”

he’s pathetically quick to follow your commands, desperate to get a sweat-slicked hand around his dripping cock. Even more desperate to pick the pace back up and push back onto yours. You take your fingers out of his mouth, and you’re not sure he even notices. If he does, then he really doesn’t care about getting caught after all. He doesn’t bother to muffle his voice, even as it climbs in pitch and volume with his approaching climax.

When he comes, Copia moans your name and takes you up to the hilt. His ass clenches around you so tightly, it’s almost painful. You grit your teeth and shove him flat up against the wall. You keep him pinned while you keep fucking him, through and past his orgasm and to the point of uncomfortable overstimulation. He whimpers and squirms as you take your pleasure from his body, finally releasing deep inside him with a low groan.

You stay there, both panting in the darkness, until you’re soft enough to just slip out of his thoroughly-used hole.

Fuck, you thought you were tired before.

More importantly-- fuck, what just happened? Copia still hasn’t said anything. Maybe you went too far.

You’re about to leave and deal with the aftermath tomorrow, when he catches your hand.

“Aspetta, caro.”

“Papa, I can’t right now--”

He pulls you to himself and kisses you softly.

“No talking, just come to bed with me.”

Somehow, he sounds in better shape than you. You let him lead you out of the closet with his arm around your waist, although you do notice him leaning on you ever-so-slightly after a while, with a bit of a limp to his stride.

“... I’m sorry, Papa, I don’t know what--”

“I won’t hear you apologize, carino.”

Copia takes you to his room, to the ensuite bathroom. He undresses you as well as himself, despite your protests. You shower together, practically melting in his arms. He washes your hair. Massages the knots from your muscles. Dries you off with a fluffy towel. Everything you swear you’re supposed to be doing for him right now. He keeps you cradled in his arms in bed.

“Why are you doing this?” You finally ask.

“Because this is what you needed. And I’m sorry I didn’t see that.”

“You can’t be sorry. I shouldn’t have taken out my frustration on you like that. Why didn’t you stop me?”

Copia scoffs and kisses your forehead.

“I would never pass up a good, rough fuck like that. Satana di sotto. Do you think I can’t handle myself, caro?”

You sigh. Of course he can. You bury your face in his chest, and he pets your damp hair soothingly.

“Mm. You have nothing to feel guilty for. Next time, we will prepare better. Make sure you are comfortable first.”

“Next time?”

“Of course, mio caro. I want more of this side of you. But we can talk about that tomorrow. Sleep.“

You want to talk now, but... Copia’s right. You can barely keep your eyes open, warm and cozy under his heavy duvet. Feet tangled together. His steady breaths and heartbeat lull yours in step. You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t so dearly loved and wanted. You fall asleep at last, bone-tired and with the last of your worries faded away.

[yestreywashere]

Literally nothing hotter than a man doing a big stretch, tummy showing, biceps bulging, eyes closed and he does that “mmmmmMMM AHH” like do you need a dog? I can bark.

[stinkysam]

Ryōmen Sukuna - Feast

Warning : 1 line about sex, gore, blood, death. slight horror ?? idk

Genre : fluff / angst

Synopsis : "Aigh-I NEED a sequel to 'familiar face' mmMmmMMm it's sooo cuteee aghahshsk" - Anon

Reader : male (he/him)

“If you die again, I won’t wait this long." 

"If ? Bet." 

He scrunched his nose at your words for a second before pulling you in for a kiss, not liking how many years had passed since last time he had his lips on you.

He didn’t really understand why you were fighting alongside the sorcerers, but he didn’t care much. Even back then you were like that, doing what seemed the most fun to you.

Guess that’s why you’re doting on Itadori so much. You had always liked teasing and nagging at your husband, so each time he would taunt his poor vessel you were here to stop him.

Though sometimes, Itadori found it wasn’t such a good idea to always have you around after hearing you talk back to Sukuna.

Your barking gives the poor boy headaches. Just tell your husband to shut up, in a normal way, please. He has no idea how Sukuna didn’t kill you back then, or why he’s not threatening to do it now, but he doesn't care anymore. Both of you, shut up.

Sometimes Sukuna feels nostalgic of his past with you and he hates it. You know it’s because he’s stuck in someone else’s body. He can’t go on a rampage with you, both trying to kill more than the other. The evil felt more present and it was beautiful. At least now, the modern big cities allow more violent mass murder to happen.

Since you died from disease a little bit before the sorcerers could take him out back then, he has some stories to tell you. Using it as an excuse to have you sit on his lap. Liking feeling your weight on him, your warmth spreading to him as his hands continuously caresses your arms. He had missed being able to do this. It’s one rare moment where he can be quite cuddly, holding you close as you share stories and plans for the future.

Even now, your praise and confidence in his strength make his over the top ego grow more, and inexistant heart beat sweetly. He couldn’t wait for it to happen to have you playing with the large mouth on his stomach, even feeding it body parts you sliced off from random people.Trapping you against him with his four legs and arms, almost knocking the air out of your lungs as his strong chest pushed against yours. Having both dicks leaking from how well you fuck his ass. Feasting everyday. Never lacking anything. Doing only what you wanted and liked all the time.

You could only look forward to it.

But you weren’t supposed to die. Not now, not ever and not like that.

It happened so fast. And despite his quick reaction, the blades successfully cutting what was hiding in the lake were still too late.

And now, the person he had in front of him was not you anymore. Watching you through Itadori’s eyes as you continuously tried to drown yourself in the water. The teenager kept pulling you, hoping to get you out of the lake. He called your name, wanting you to snap out of it, even yelling at Sukuna to do something. This stupid brat. Does he think I’m enjoying this ?!

Your shoulder blades cracked and dislocated themselves as you tried to break free. Panicking Itadori quickly grabbed your face and headbutted you, hoping it would bring you back only to immediately regret it as your skull made a cracking noise and something pushed in your forehead, like a moving bump, your eyes slowly rolling back. Your face was covered in blood, dripping down Itadori’s hands and staining his clothes but he didn’t notice it’s weird color as he was too busy screaming your name hopelessly. It was gushing out of your eyes, ears, nose and mouth. As the teenager looked horrified at you, frozen in place and not knowing what to do, Sukuna felt his stomach churn as he heard another sound coming from inside you.

While one of your eyes fell out of its socket the other one got sucked in and a sharp squishing sound was heard with a crunch. It was eating you from the inside out. Though the cursed parasite was dead, it’s muscle memory remained. Eating until there was nothing left to eat. 

It was gnawing at your bones, causing your jaw to break open and show your tongue being swallowed down, eating your liver and rejecting the bile in your gallbladder, spitting it on Itadori’s face. As your bones cracked and your body spasmed more violently, Sukuna decided to put an end to this, unable to watch you look like that much longer. Using his vessel’s strong shock to come out again and cut you up into small pieces.

You were gone in a blink.

Itadori walked back to the jujutsu dorms, ignoring the questions of his friends as they wondered why his clothes were wet and covered in blood. He only stopped to ask where you were. You said you wanted him to enjoy his break and have a nice picnic outdoors. Where did you go ?

Sukuna absolutely hates it. How dare he forget what he saw ? How dare he play the dumb innocent ? Though he says nothing about what happened. Maybe he could still use Itadori’s memory loss to forget too. To not see these images again.

But he never succeeded, the rage constantly with him, wanting to kill more and more. Each passing second makes him crave it more. He will not have pity. He will not have second thoughts. He will not hesitate.

As soon as his vessel gives him an opening, he will destroy everything, killing everything and everyone in sight, humans, sorcerers, curses. He will not care if some are on his side.

He will keep crushing skulls and ripping spines out of people’s bodies until you’re reborn and by his side again.

[lovee-infected]

What a peculiar view~ Do you miss me, young one? Fufufu~ Humans are awfully greedy... But I must admit, when I see you oh~ so hopelessly whimpering about me, about my body, about my touch... It makes me lust for more. I want more! Show me more!

I want to see it all... Your tears, your face turning red, your voice becoming hoarse. You’re terribly sweet, my darling, you’re so delicious. I can never have enough of you.

Now, be a good servant and kneel before your master.

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SJEJZVSUSBDEUH SPICE UNDERCUT I NEED TO ROT-

I'M AT MY FUCKING LIMIT I CAN'T DKD8SJSIWUSWUAUAUWUWUWIS1JEJSSJJESJSJS SBSUWBWUSS8D

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU CAME FOR MY THROAT LIKE THIS- I- SHZSUDHDUC8 YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONE FUCKING LILIA WHEN I STOLE THE L*ZARD I TRUSTED YOU DNS8WHS82HWZNW8ANWJSNSJZ

OH FUCK MY DESIRE TO BE HIS PET HAS GONE SCARILY WILD AGAIN- MASTER

I CAW FOR HIM LIKE A GOOD PET- CAW CAW CAW CIWBSIXHSSBD8W

FUXKING SHIT THE WAY MALEFICENT WHISPERED "My pet~" TO HER PET CROW, HELL PLEASE I WANT MALLEUS TO CALL ME LIKE THAT XJ2NSIWSBSIWBSJZNAJZIZANZJAJZJZIANAZIAIAJZIQJAIAIAAJAIAIAKAOAIASOAOAISISIASIAISOAOW9WIWSI

FUCK FUCK FUCKF7CK FUCK FUCK FUCK- CHOKE ME MASTER- RUIN ME-

WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR- KICK ME. STEP ON ME WITH THOSE SEXY HEELS AND MAKE ME CRY-

BARK BARK BARK BARK I CAN'T BELIEVE- IT'S 4 AM WHY WOULD YOU FUCKING CREATE A L*ZARD ACC JUST TO MAKE ME THRISTY XU2BSUXEHSUDUEBDUEHS8SWHSUSISHSIS

YOU MIGHT'VE WINNED THIS ROUND BUT REMEMBER THIS-

I'M IN SO MUCH PAI N I'VE ALREADY BEEN THRISTY ALL DAY- NOW YOU- YOUUUUUUU

*Bonk you* YOU LILIMP

KARMA IS A BITCH- BECAUSE IT'LL DEFINITELY COME FOR YOU

HOPE THAT LILIA CHOKES YOU WITH HIS THIGHS AND HONK YOU UPSIDE DOWN-

HELL MALLEUS MAY BE A HORNY BITCH BUT YOU'RE DEALING WITH A SEX GOD HIMSELF-

Mmmmmmmm good luck banging with your man on sky bat fucker 🤟

[stellamancer]

part of me wants to get back to working on &hiaa and then part of me is like 'BARK BARK BARK I WANT TO WRITE SOME SEXUAL TENSION DEKU SHIT WOOF WOOF' as if part of this chapter of &hiaa has zero sexual tension.

(it might. maybe.)

part of me is also very mmmmMMMM because I feel like slice of life aside the dynamic that deku and mc have in &hiaa is not something I'm familiar with writing. like mutual pining???? what is that??? friendly friends to lovers??? what????

[tyunni]

♧DO ME DO ME

UR WISH IS MY COMMAND BAE

You’re my: HILARIOUS MOOT URE LITERALLY SO FUNNY?!?!??!? and also very much yeonjun obsessed ure the reason why i restrain myself from physically fighting him smh

How I met you: LMFAO I WAS UR ANON THEN I CHANGED BLOGS AND U FOLLOWED ME HERE SO I WAS LIKE FUCK IT I DONT NEED TO BE AN ANON ANYMORE !!!!!! and the rest is history

Why I follow you: ur content? chefs kiss. your personality? chefs kiss. need i say more?

Your blog is: HOT CUTE AMAZING YES I LOVE UR THEME SM I CANTKJGNELKJGNLRKJGTNRLKEG

Your URL is: MMMMMMMM SEXY ALL CREDITS GO TO CIA <3

Your icon is: yYEYyeONjun as it should be !!

A random fact I know about you: you love me jkjkkjkjkjkjkjkk (although its true u cant deny it) ure still yeonjuns (REAL) gf even tho i chose list smh

General opinion: very sexy would sell my kidney for u ure very funny and like so likeable frfr

A random thought I have: i would bark at u if u were here rn idk why- i just feel the need to bark yk also ur name is very similar to mitas and i have to double check my tags to make sure I'm not tagging the wrong person-

[radioduo]

Mmmmmmmm maybe... If benchtrio where one person I think that'd be it. Hhgf sorry sir i havent known you very long T^T

(Oh yeah also I hope how i keep calling you sir is okay. I perceive you as a sir like n animal walking down the road "sir what are you doing". If s not okay ill stop though!)

benchtrio fusion real..... it’s the tumblr kid + the chaotic clown energy + barking and younger sibling vibes

[streetsteel]

Trust is earned, did you work for that in the least? — Accepting

@infernalpursuit​ sent:  also not my muse but im curious so give me ❓ for maxie too

[[bruh wtf again with the bold these asks aaaaaaaaa]]

“If he loves volcanoes so much, he could go an’ try t’kiss the lava. Y’know. For science.”

Does my muse trust yours?  

He doesn’t trust Maxie as an individual. The man is too witty and clever, and an intelligent man is a dangerous man. However, Jay does trust Maxie’s discretion on certain things, and that’s as far as it goes. 

Does my muse dislike yours?

He’s neutral at best. The attitude though? Grates. 

Would my muse kill someone for yours?

No, that’s not on the contract.

Would my muse kill your muse?

Nah. There’s nothing to be gained for that, and Jay might bark loud, he’s not much of a killer when it comes to consciously making the gesture. 

Would my muse save yours?

Probably not. If it’s just a ‘pull out of certain death’s way’ but doesn’t endanger Jay, probably, But the man can manage, right? He can save himself. 

Does my muse find your muse attractive?

He recognizes that people would find Maxie attractive, but Maxie is not his type. 

Is my muse disgusted by yours?

Nah. Disgusted is a strong word. 

Would my muse go on a date with your muse?  

You know what, for all the times Jay is Down To Fuck Around And Do Funky Shit, he wouldn’t. What’s a date with that guy, talk about scientific papers about geological features? Boooooring. 

Would my muse kiss yours?

Nah.  

Would my muse betray yours?  

Mmmmmmmm let’s just say I’m dropping a fat ‘probably yeah’ here and we’ll be happy with that answer. 

My muse’s favorite thing about yours is ____

That ruthless drive. It’s inspiring to see someone ready to keep trucking on for their ideals, no matter what outsiders will say, and to stand against adversity just because his conviction is That Strong. 

The thing my muse dislikes about yours is_____

GOD HAVE YOU EVER SEEN SOMEONE BOSSY LIKE THAT. UGH UGH UGH 

[whiskehorange]

OH OH can I please get a story about like Amanda and the reader like,,, adopting a dog??

yes yes yes yes yes yes I’m crying while writing this I love Amanda so god damn much MMmmMMmM. Thank you so much @hoffmanfucker69 I literally love you

Amanda

You had been thinking about it for a while now, not really bringing it up to Amanda in the first place. It would be a nice surprise for her for you to come home with a furry bundle of joy to care for.

With the increase of demanding work and care she needed to do in order to look after John and other things on the side she refused to talk about with you, you could see the stress and anxiety it put on her every time she came home.

It was quiet with the two of you home, most of the time she was too exhausted when she came home that she immediately went to sleep or attempted to stay up, but fell asleep with her head on your lap in the living room watching whatever you had had on the TV. 

You also noticed the increase of cuts on her thighs. You where one of the only people who knew she had resorted to cutting thighs to keep attention on her now uncut wrists, but you had your suspicions that John would find out soon enough.

The cutting was something you had worked with her on for the years that you’ve known her, but you despise the people she ‘worked’ with and really put it all on John or that no good Hoffman.

Amanda would come home in tears sometimes, practically flinging herself onto you in a pile of exhaustion and regret. You’d eventually shush and coo her down, tucking hear hair behind her ears and grabbing her face gently in your hands, telling her it was alright and that she was home now. Safe and sound with you.

But even you had a job and sometimes couldn’t be there all the time for her when she needed you. If you could rush home anytime you wanted to when she texted you that she was home, you would, but it wasn’t that easy. 

The money was saved up for some sort of animal, you had been planning this the moment you first bandaged her thighs for her when she came home in a fit of fear.

Something small? No, too loud. Something real big? Nah, too much drool, doo much fur. Something in the middle should do. Maybe a Retriever, Rottweiler even. A husky is a good choice too, but maybe a bit too much hair. 

“Are you planning on heading to bed soon?” You asked her. She was lying her head in your lap, only being home for about an hour or so. It was only 2pm but you could tell she was a little wore out.

“I’m… not too sure. Why?”

“Get some shoes on, I’ve got a surprise for you.”

You left it at that, slipping away and grabbing your car keys. She gave you a concerned look. She didn’t like surprises too much, they were too risky.

“Where… are we going?” She pushed.

You only shrugged, a small smile forming on your lips.

“You’ve gotta know where we are going if you have a surprise-”

You had grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the door before she could finished, the smile and excited look on your face comforting her. She doubted you would trick her in anyway, but she still wasn’t a fan of surprises.

So… maybe you didn’t think about buying a crate or a bowl, any leashes or even thought of names yet, but you figured they’d sell dog food there. The little, or big guy, could eat off of a plate for now until the two of you went out the next day for the other stuff.

Amanda gave you a raised eyebrow and a side glance as you pulling in and parked at the Pet Store. She didn’t think about buying a pet, but maybe just going to look at them? She certainly didn’t have the money to buy an animal at the moment.

“Pick your poison.” You couldn’t help but stand there all giddy and animated as you stood in front of the array of puppies, all barking and yapping at the two humans standing before them.

“Wh-” A puppy? She still wasn’t too sure about what was going on. Pick one to play with, or pick one… to keep? “Pick one to…?”

“To take home.” Pulling out a thicker envelope with the cash you pulled from the ATM that morning.

It sank it once she had flipped the envelope over in her hands and looked back up at you, she wasn’t crying, yet, but her eyes started to swell and the smile on her face made her dark circles fade.

Gasping in utter shock and disbelief, she turned back to the cages and slowly bent down to each pen, sticking her fingers through and laughing when all of the puppies nipped and licked her.

It made your heart melt to see her so happy. You hadn’t seen her like this in a while, and now the two of you had something to put your mind at ease. The puppy would be a challenge, seeing how small they all where, but it’s nothing the two of you couldn’t handle with time.

A smaller, black puppy with large brown floppy ears and brown eyebrows, feet and muzzle was one that had caught Amanda’s eye. It was a simple “Love at first sight” puppy feeling, falling for the one in the corner that no one seemed to want.

The cutest thing there, you showed the worker the puppy Amanda wanted. They took her out of the pen and handed her to Amanda, her face lighting up more than you ever thought it could.

“This little girl is one of the only Rottweiler Shepard mixes we’ve had in the store. She was the runt and the previous customers didn’t want her.” The clerk exclaimed, petting her back as she said so.

“Well, she doesn’t have to worry anymore. We’ll take great care of her,” You said, looking at Amanda as she practically melted into the floor with the puppy in her arms, licking her chin as she laughed.

The entire exchange at the register consisted of you thanking and paying while Amanda was just engulfed in love and kisses from the new member of the family. 

As you put the puppy food into the backseat along with a few other smaller toys for her to chew on, Amanda immediately got into the front seat. Her smile stretched from ear to ear.

“Where did you get the money?” She asked.

“Don’t worry about that. We need to think of a name for this little angel.”

[cynthiajayusa]

Culturizate: Feria Design Miami

Adora: Teddy, con todo el arte que vamos a ver en todas partes durante la semana del arte… vamos a ir a diseño Miami este año, está justo al lado de Miami Art Basel fair en South Beach… tal vez podríamos conseguir algunas cosas bonitas para la casa. Tienen objetos de diseño realmente fabulosos, muebles… Y muchas ideas. Quiero hacer una trasnformación a la casa, ¿vale?

Teddy Behr: ¡Gran idea! No he estado en unos pocos años, porque siempre hay mucha arte para ver; me encantó la última vez que fui. Presentan no sólo lo último en decoración y estilo, pero también estupendos objetos de colección y objetos internacionales de mediados de siglo. Al igual que la Galería Patrick Seguin de París, que se especializa en el diseñador francés de mediados de siglo Jean Prouvé.

Adora: Oh sí, Prouvé es fab. Recuerdo la mesa del ala del avión que vimos unos años atrás…¡espectacular! Pero también quiero ver lo último; como la Galería holandesa Vivid, de Rotterdam.

Teddy Behr: Quiero ver lo que el carpintero del taller Gallery de Londres tiene este año. Son un poco estrafalarios, pero ecológicos también… tal vez voy a conseguir algunas ideas para las cosas que puedo hacer en el garaje.

Adora: Teddy, no hay lugar en el garage ahora mismo; he puesto todas mis pelucas extras allí hasta que se organice el vestuario.

Teddy Behr: Cierto…OK, pero de todos modos, es una gran feria para obtener ideas. ¿No crees?

Adora: Oh sí, me dan todo tipo de ideas para la casa, y para los trajes; especialmente ahora que estamos en el reciclaje. Me gusta la forma en que utilizan cortinas en la galería de apartamentos Erastudio, me encanta la simplicidad. Creo que Adora va a ser minimalista después. ¿Qué te parece Teddy?

Teddy: Me gusta, pero suena como un verdadero desafío. ¿Sería como un personaje teatral japonés, no…pero con maquillaje de Geisha? Quiero ver eso.

Adora: Estoy pensando en Halston, con muebles escandinavos de mediados de siglo o tal vez una mirada de Pierre Cardin con el vinilo y el metal como los muebles supersónicos… ¿Qué te parece?

Teddy: Sí, me gusta… Star Trek y la iluminación fresca. Pero voy a tener que buscar un bolso de hombre, así que puedo usar pantalones ajustados con bolsillos. Pero también me gustaría ver a lo ancho y natural: ramas de árboles, alfombras de pasto, velas… cosas así.

Mmmmmmmm… Puedo revivir mi peluca de jaula y la joyería de corteza de árbol… y obtener un vestido hecho de fibras de coco… ¡sí!

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Adora: Teddy, with all the art we’ll be seeing everywhere during Art Week …let’s go to Design Miami this year, It’s right next to Miami Art Basel Fair on South Beach…maybe we could get some nice things for the house…They have really Fabulous Design Objects, furniture…And lots of IDEAS…I want to give the house a make-over…..OK?

Teddy Behr: Great idea: I haven’t been in a few years, because there’s always so much art to see…But I loved it last time I went. They feature not only the latest in decor and style, but super-collectible vintage; international Mid-Century Furniture and Objects. Like the Gallery Patrick Seguin from Paris which specializes in Mid-Century French Designer Jean Prouve.

Adora: Oh yes, Prouve’ is’ fab. I remember the airplane wing table we saw a few years ago…sooooo cool! But I want to see the latest too; like the Dutch Gallery Vivid, from Rotterdam.

Teddy Behr: I want to see what the Carpenter Workshop Gallery from London has this year. They’re really out there but ecological too…maybe I’ll get some ideas for things I can make in the garage.

Adora: Teddy, there’s no room in the garage right now; Ive put all my extra wigs there till you get the dressing room organized.

Teddy Behr: Oh…right….ok, but anyway, it’s a great Fair for ideas. Don’t you think?

Adora: Oh yes, I get all kinds of ideas for the house, and for outfits; especially now that we’re into recycling. I like the way they use drapery at Erastudio Apartment Gallery, I love the simplicity. I think Adora’s going to go Minimalist next. What do you think Teddy?

Teddy: Uh…I like it, but it sounds like a real challenge. Would that be like a Japanese Noh Drama character but with Geisha make-up? I want to see that.

Adora: I’m thinking Halston, with Mid-Century Scandinavian furniture or maybe an early Pierre Cardin look with vinyl and metal Jetsons furnishings…what do you think?

Teddy: Yeah, I like it… Star Trek…and cool lighting…but I’m going to have to look for a man purse, so I can wear tight pants with empty pockets. But I’d like to see baggy and natural too: tree branches, grass rugs, candles…stuff like that.

Adora: Mmmmmmmm…I can revive my birdcage wig and tree bark jewelry…and get a dress made from coconut fibers…yes!

Lugar y horario Vista previa del día 5 de diciembre/10am – 12pm

Miércoles, 5 de diciembre/12 – 8pm Jueves 6, de diciembre/10am – 8pm Viernes 7, de diciembre/11am – 8pm Sábado, 8 de diciembre/12 – 8pm Domingo, 9 de diciembre/12 – 6pm

Ubicación Design Miami – Meridian Avenue & 19th Street Miami Beach, está adyacente al Miami Beach Convention Center, a pocos pasos de Art Basel en Miami Beach.

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