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ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀɪᴀ'ꜱ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x ʜᴀʏᴅᴇɴ ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴇɴꜱᴇɴ

Okay so this is a alternate of @hanasnx starlet!reader but with my own little twist because I just love the scenery and the glamour of the shows <3 So I present to you: VSangel!reader x Hayden Christensen (let's ignore the fact that I've been working on some of these scenarios for YEARS now).

This is hella long and nsfw, so beware. 3K.

Previous inspo: Link

BACKGROUND:

Hayden has probably seen you in a big billboard before, maybe an ad on TV, but didn't remember your name. He thought you were hot though. A pretty little thing that was probably out of an old man's league anyway.

You are in your 20's, so you grew up with the Star Wars prequels and without a doubt Anakin Skywalker was your childhood crush. Posters on your walls, watching other movies Hayden was in just to see him. Most of your classmates probably made fun of your Star Wars obsession because you were only into it because of the hot guy in Revenge Of the Sith. How wrong they were!! It was also because of the hot guy in AOTC!

Also you're like a total SW geek, but we'll talk about it later.

THE BEGINING: How did you two meet?

Considering that both of you are from different areas of show business, you had to meet in a common ground. I don't see Hayden going to a fashion show before you (and then that's the only place paparazzi can catch him for sure <3). So after a lot of thought, you two met at an Award show (my mind goes automatically to the Tiff Tribute Awards). Or more specifically, the after party.

I picture Hayden saying hello to a couple of people he knows before heading to the bar and sticking around there, just sipping on his drink and greeting whoever comes along to shake his hand and pat his shoulder.

You already saw him back on the red carpet, making your best effort to not get your drooling face captured by a paparazzi. Your stunning dress and detailed makeup made you look like a million dollars !!!

And he noticed. Fuck, did he notice.

Walking by the bar, after pep talking yourself into talking to him for like half an hour, you pulled up right beside him to order yourself a drink. A cosmo or some shit like that. Very fancy and pretty, like you.

He was hypnotized by you the second he saw you up close. Actually, the second he saw your ass swinging his way.

That was it. You two were done for the moment your gazes crossed.

He made the first move, saying a polite "hey" and offering to call the bartender for you.

You were batting your eyelashes, grazing his biceps with your long nails and giving those "fuck me eyes" that worked every time. Someone so much more mature and wise, you didn't think he would want you for something besides fucking, so why did it matter if you were a bit sluttier than you were used to?

But you started talking and it was an actual good conversation. He seemed interested in getting to know you and his jokes actually made you laugh. He was all smooth with his compliments and subtle stares at your dress.

I feel like he would give you a nickname from the very first night. Something related to your attire or the sparkle of your eyes, accentuated by the glittery eye shadow.

It would be a downright shame to let that amazing chemistry go to waste for a meaningless hookup. Luckily he didn't let that happen.

Like a true gentleman, he walked you to your car, using the back door and called it a night. Not before asking for your number and teasing a goodnight kiss.

The next day, while you were getting ready to shoot a campaign, you receive a text from an unknown number, but you immediately knew who it was.

"Hey, starlight." There's a whole other version of this with them meeting over a smoke break, but I know that's not everyone's cup of tea.

BEFORE AND AFTER YOU:

Okay so let's set some things straight. Hayden's not a public guy. he hates having his private life printed on newspapers and he's not a fan of social media. At all. Heck. he doesn't even like to leave his house on weekends. But after you? He had to get used to it. You're this generation very own Gisele Bündchen. You're everywhere. You're everything. You are the fashion world. So paps are very much included in every moment of your life.

BEFORE GOING PUBLIC:

You tried to keep it hidden as much as you could. It was not very hard with you traveling almost every day and him living in LA, at his new house. And whenever he could, he escaped to his own little paradise in Canada.

So texting was basically everything you could do.

He even learned new lingo just to keep up with you :)

But you both craved more, so the next time you were in LA, you were going to grab dinner.

The damn paps got a few pictures of you and that's when the rumors started.

At first not many people recognized him, mainly because the pictures were taken from behind him, but the curls and the outfit ratted him out to a few observant fans.

But media didn't believe them, I mean, why? And the selected group that decided to run with that narrative used headliners like: "how the fuck did the awkward guy from SW pulled y/n's ass?"

After weeks of trying to be low-key for his sake: going on coffee runs using his caps and sunglasses so people wouldn't recognize you, having dinner dates at his house and/or choosing far away locations to stroll with a bit of privacy; you gave up. Your already public life was catching up with you two. So it was better to ride the wave than to escape it and fail in the process.

BUT BEFORE ABSOLUTELY GOING PUBLIC, I love the idea that interviewers were trying to drag the information out of you. Maybe at a red carpet or at an interview with a digital magazine, people would throw you some questions to see if you bite the bait:

"So, Y/n, who's your favorite SW character?"

And you would grin knowingly but never backing down. Your answer would vary from Obi-Wan Kenobi (to mess with Hayden) or R2 when you felt like sharing some of your SW passion.

But right before you two decide to go full-on public, you decide to mess with them, for your own entertainment: "You know, I do have a soft spot for Darth Vader."

PEOPLE GASPED AT THAT CRUMB OF CONFIRMATION.

GOING PUBLIC:

It was at a red carpet

You two went in separate cars

Hayden walked first, having his picture staken and signing autographs while you barely arrived at the event

The second you entered the carpet the cameras went off on you, total focus on getting pics of your designer dress

You were posing like an absolute goddess, answering some questions with wit, trying to spot your boyfriend with the corner of your eye

Finally you locked eyes and he raised a dubious eyebrow, like saying: "Are we seriously doing this?"

And you gave him a bright beam, stretching your arm to him as he walked to you, taking your hand and kissing the inner side of your forearm before placing it on his shoulder. Fingers dropping to your waist and pulling you to him while you laugh, his mouth lowering to your ear to whisper: "You always get your way, huh?"

You chuckled and kissed his cheek, you two turning to face the cameras, just for a few seconds before moving on.

DATING:

I'll not get into the heavy details of how you two managed to make your relationship work, with your traveling and photoshoots, because fuck that. I'll only say that there was a lot of sexting and he was a fucking natural at it. Mile high club as well.

You two would still try to remain unrecognizable by the paparazzis but more chill this time.

That meant having more pictures of you on your candle lit dinners or your fun Sunday mornings in the park out there.

I JUST KNOW THERE'S A PICTURE OF YOU KISSING IN THE PARK. YOU ON YOUR TIPPY TOES WHILE YOUR ARMS ARE AROUND HIS NECK. BIG GRIN ON YOUR FACES, LIKE IT WAS TAKEN SECONDS BEFORE YOUR LIPS MADE CONTACT.

The media would still release some mean headliners but thanks to the dilf culture cultivated in social media, some were actually rooting for you. Oh, and fans were torn between you; hating you because you were clearly fucking him and loving you because since your relationship started, you gave them more Hayden content.

The SW questions were constant in the interviews and talk shows, to the point that you were always brought some type of SW merch: a Grogu plush, a kids lightsaber, a little R2 replica. Whatever it was, it was always pulled whenever the question about you and Hayden was brought up.

You still kept answering "Obi-Wan" with a laugh and no additional information. "He has the high ground." You shrugged your shoulders, shaking your head with a cheeky smile.

Later in bed, when Hayden was giving you your daily dose of healthy cum :))) pounding into you with an admirable expertise, he whispers: "Who has the high ground now, baby?"

CLICHE BUT LET ME HAVE THIS

You never revealed to Hayden that he was your childhood crush, I mean, you could have mentioned it the first night but you didn't want to approach him like a fan. And then you didn't want to look psycho so you just let it be. And now it was too late.

But then

In the middle of an interview, a girl that actually gained your honest trust, asked you the anticipated question:

"How does it feel to date Anakin Skywalker?"

And... (the next bit was written by Indy during a brainstorm and I just wanted to share the exact words <3)

"in the interview you’re visibly nervous, rubbing on your knee, leaning forward, adopting a slackened posture. “yeah..” big grin, “he was actually my childhood crush.” “no!” the interviewer says in awe. “yeah! yeah,” you kinda laugh and cover your mouth. “i didn’t tell him. is that bad?” you put your nail in your teeth to fidget, putting on a little lovable twist to your face"

And then he sees the interview and he shots you an immediate text with the link like: "Oh???"

You know what you'll come home to

He's sitting on his usual chair, reading a book when he hears the door creak. You showed up with a shy smile, his arms opening up to let you crawl on his lap. Knowing that he'll bring it up, you hide on his neck, blush all over your cheeks. Hayden is caressing your thigh up and down, while he hugs you with his other arm and snorts: “did you keep that from me on purpose?” with a little swat on your ass (Indy, 2023).

THE REACTION OF PEOPLE ON SOCIAL MEDIA AFTER THE INTERVIEW. you cackle at the comments: "Not Y/n admitting she is dating her childhood crush!! She's one of us!!!" “HE WAS NOT” “bro no 😭 i thought she was single” “darth vader. you win again” (Indy, 2023).

Also dragging you to hockey games <333 you start to love the sport because of him but at first you didn't understand shit

He laughed at your reaction when you saw the first fight in the rink

"Do they just... start beating each other up and the ref let them?" You winced exaggeratedly.

"Yup." He laughs, drinking a sip of his beer.

KISS CAM KISS CAM KISS CAM

Also opening the car door for you after a date night, protecting you from the paps???? That's a head canon I'll take from starlet!reader and apply it here because YES YES YES

FASHION SHOWS AND SOCIAL MEDIA

ofc he goes to your fashion shows !!!!! front line baby !!!!!!!! And he is so fucking proud of his beautiful girlfriend.

So motherfucking supportive it hurts.

He comes home and peppers kisses all over your face, praising you for a job well done.

"I would buy all the clothes you sell, baby"

Or if you wore something he particularly liked, he would be desperate to get home and show you just how much he loved your teeny tiny dress on the runway.

He even learned how to dress appropriately to match with your outfits. NEVER LEAVING THE CAPS BEHIND OFC !! But his personal style improved so much, we are proud of him :)

ALSO whenever he is out and spots an ad of yours he takes a picture of it and sends it to you. Maybe with a little heart or smile, or a little text like: "so proud of you baby." Sometimes he takes a selfie with the campaign!!! such a dad selfie, his head tilted back and kind of blurry because he's trying to get the right angle !!!!

also social media with him !!!! again, he doesn't have any active accounts but you do. For his sake, you don't post a lot of things about him, however, some things are too adorable not to share. And fans love you for the little crumbs you give them

A list of photos I think would be posted on this reader's insta stories:

A photo of him in the garden, checking his tomatoes. I KNOW HE HAS TOMATOES

A photo of your shadows during a coffee run. Bonus points if it's Tim Horton's and it has the Canada location tag

A photo of his back while he's making breakfast

A photo of the view from his house. Bonus points if it is from the bathroom window. Extra points if it has any indicators that you two were previously fucking in there, like steamy doors.

A casual photo of you on his couch and you can see the famous chess game

a video of you two watching the prequels and you can hear yourself saying: "omg who's the handsome guy?" when he appears and he laughs.

A photo of you with one of his caps. Bonus points if it's the Toronto Maple Leafs one.

VS FASHION SHOW

OH YES. THE GOOD PART. THE FUN PART.

He never thought he would be in this position. Front line at the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. But he is. And he's there to support his girlfriend. Heck, that still sounds funny to him-

You're out there, strutting your gorgeous figure for the world to see: with your six inch heels, your pretty wings and tiny lingerie- You're a fucking dream. His dream.

He's there at the front line with the Proud Boyfriend club, along with Adam Levine (I know but he got us fooled for half a decade) and Caleb from Kings of Leon.

His heart is pounding hard when your face appears in the initial video where they present all of the models walking

The first time you walk, he stands up, cheering loudly and smiling brightly at you. You were opening the show!!!!! how huge!!!

You focus on the cameras and getting the pose right but when you turn, walking on the side he's in, you point at him, even blow him a kiss.

The other two times you walk, because the initial pressure is off, you can focus more on him, and shoot him a playful wink and/or wave at him. He's grateful that you're giving him that attention, now he can brag around with hard evidence. :)

They dressed you up in a very flirty little piece, a pair of panties with a black bow on your rear side. When you get to the end of the runway, you turn around and show it off, maybe even playfully shake a little.

You know you'll pay for it back home

You will also pay for flirting with the music guest in the middle of the runway

I mean, you were not flirting, just doing the regular thing of pointing at them and dancing with them for mere seconds. But the music guest really focused on you and your strut. Maybe you did take advantage of the moment to get him all jealous and get some angry sex out of it

He could understand that part of your job. It didn't mean he liked it. He made sure to send some backhanded comments in the after party to make sure the musical guest got the picture. That you were taken.

It was so fucking hot.

He loved loved loved your police woman outfit, offering to pay for it himself so you could take it with you.

He was a fan of your angelic look with the enormous big, white wings. Almost drowning you in feathers but making you look like a real life angel. You were to him at least :)

You take such cute pictures on the pink carpet <3 he's looking like arm candy, an absolute accessory of yours. And he was happy to do it ! It was your night and he couldn't be any happier to be there with you !

Although the paps did catch him while he was staring at your spilling boobs. But could you blame him? That dress was TIGHT.

Hayden also has a photo of one of your VS campaigns in a giant frame in his office <3 you were so ashamed at first but you secretly loved that he paraded you around like that <33333333

you can catch glimpses of it during online interviews

LAST BIT

You are in a talk show, talking about the VSFS 2025, when the interviewer gets all serious and jumps:

"Last question, Y/n... is it true you and Hayden Christensen are engaged?"

You open your mouth in bewilderment, scoffing loudly.

"Where did you hear that?"

"Rumors are all over the place... but is it true?"

"No! Of course not." You squealed, acting offended before cracking a sly smirk. "We are married." And you show off the rock on your left hand.

PEOPLE GO WILD.

AHHHHHHHH- I could do this forever but I need to shut up :) also let me know if you want more nsfw content about this couple :)

Also some of these are stolen from my hockeyplayer!Anakin Skywalker / hockeyplayer!Hayden Christensen private headcanons. :)

Last pic because this is how I imagine this reader and Hayden backstage:

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lara4eclipze · 17 days ago

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“Expensive”

sypnosis; being an OF wasn't that hard , one pic here and there , yet sometimes it intrigued who was these people—especially your top payer

cw; smut (!) , sw!reader , pervy Lara , swearing, , usage of degrading names , kinky shit , G!P Lara,not proofread, men do not interact!!

"what the fuck" you exhale as you take a look at your dms , one thing about being an OF model I guess — men will request the most outrageous shit ever

"fuck it" you say picking out one of the request— this one wasn't too bad oh! and it's made by your top payer

"wear my favorite lingerie?— not bad" you say , she payed like what thousands every month practically paying for your monthly dues

going to your closet and picking out one, which one pink? maybe red?— god it said your favorite why are you stressing it out

deciding on an simple pink one with ribbons , sighing out of relief — now all you have to do is shower and get the set up ready

after setting up the cameras and most importantly the lingerie, you get into position and take pictures

"wait should I text this to her? or is it a him?" you never really knew the gender since Lara went on your page under an anonymous name

after the"photoshoot" you ofcourse had to edit them think of a caption and so many things

afterwards you sent it to her , thanking her for her donations

"hello!— i noticed you were my top payer, here's a little thanks 😉" and sent , now we wait?

ding!

"oh my gosh— thank youu , honestly love your content!!" she immediately replied which surprised you

i mean the way she types , is she a girl??

"welcomee , if it doesn't bother you are you a female??" you ask , confused

"female , why?—I'm Lara by the way" she replied right away so she had a lot of time in her hands

oh and Lara? is that why her user was just L?

"nothing! — I was just wondering" you replied

a few days passed by , and Lara did not miss a single hour of donating

"hey—i was wondering how much I can uhm pay you to meet me in person?" Lara suddenly chats you

at first you were taken a back but after a little thought you decided to agree

"can you please show me pictures of yourself first?" you replied, yes you knew she was a girl but you can never be too sure

L sent three files

your phone rings , opening the photos you were stunned she looked beautiful, her eyes were like a siren calling out to you

"wow you're gorgeous" you replied

soon you were both planning out the day and time you would meet , you both settled for her apartment

the day comes and your standing outside her apartment, you were strangely sweating and your heart raced

"hey—how are you" Lara says as she opens the door , she looked mesmerizing her arms were toned, her face was sculpted by god himself

"uhmm" she trails off , god did you just snoozed off

"oh uhm sorry! " you replied, she lets you in and you both settled at the living room , her apartment looked expensive, I mean considering she spent thousands on you she can probably spend millions alone

"drink?" Lara asks , handing you a glass with some nice wine in it , she took a sip out of hers god she looked hot

"thanks.." taking a sip aswell , it tasted spectacular, like expensive, fine wine

a little bit of chatting and talking about your interest , it truly felt like a date but it's weird since you know she pays to see you

maybe it was crazy that you got drunk because of wine , but your tolerance was as low as 0

you were checking her out shamelessly at this point, her fingers , her face gosh , your eyes trailed down to her thighs , wait is that a bulge?—she noticed you especially where you were looking

"why princess? , want to try?" she ask her voice was husky and laced with seductiveness

you couldn't think straight , you aren't straight that's one thing

you hadn't noticed how close you both were till you felt her hands on your waist hoisting you to sit on her lap

your arms wrapped around her nape , core perfectly aligned with her bulge — you were gonna lose it

"my pretty girl — tell me what you want" she purrs

"please" you pathetically whine against her , her lips found yours , her hands deftly removing your clothing till you were left with your undergarments

"shit" she whispers , she loved it truly

"don't stare" did you just get embarrassed?, you did this for a living selling pictures of your body

to make you comfy she removes hers aswell leaving herself in some boxers and sports bra

"gosh you look better in real life" she says , was that a compliment?

"i just didn't expect you to be whore outside OF aswell" now you're soaked , how can someone make you feel this way when they degrade you

slowly she removes your lacy undergarments , her fingers finding your swollen clit begging for attention

"so wet , how nasty of you" she snickers

you whine , god your head felt fuzzy from her words and her fingers , have mercy on me Lara

"your cunt is so tight" she tsks , as her fingers probe your insides

by this point moans fill her house , you gently rock back and forth on her fingers seeking pleasure

until you felt her pull out her fingers at first you whined earning you a deep chuckle from the indian

you felt a much more bigger thing replace it — god was that her shit .it felt amazing the stretch that her tip kissed your cervix

"faster please" you moan , as she started bouncing you on her , you started blushing and sweating out of pure pleasure

her hands snaking around your breast taking one in her mouth , swirling her tounge around it

"gonna fill you up" she pants , hemr moans mix with yours as she keeps a brutal pace , the knot in your stomach quickly getting tighter

"please fill me up!!" you moan pathetically

"such a fuckin' whore for me" she breathes out before finally painting your insides

you silently scream—she prolonged your orgasm until you felt exhausted

pulling out of you , Lara took a look at your cunt dripping with her cum

"beautiful" she says before carrying you to her bed resting you there

"are you okay?" her kind demeanor now back

"yes thank you" you replied

"okay that's good— take a nap , I'll wake you up when dinners ready" she says smiling at you

you hum far too tired to form words

#lara katseye #lara raj #katseye x reader #lara raj x reader #wlw

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dailyreverie · 11 months ago

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Santa baby

A/N: Requested by @rositxespinosa. This is completely unhinged, I don't know what came over me, and I'm not sorry about that. Hope you all like it!

Holiday prompts ⛄ 10. Naughty

Pairing: Poe Dameron x reader | Modern!AU (just because Santa's not a thing in SW)

CW: 18+ MINORS DNI. Nudity, implicit sex.

Word count: 813

The day had dragged on in the most mundane way possible, each passing seeming like it lasted longer than the last. Working in an empty office due to the Holiday break around the corner tired you out of boredom, leaving you yearning for the comforting embrace of home, of Poe, of being able to talk to him more than just a “I’m going to die from boredom” text.

As you stepped into the apartment, the weariness of the day began to vanish, replaced by the anticipation of familiar warmth. “Poe?” You call into the apartment, kicking off your shoes and tossing off your coat.

“Hi, sweetheart!” You heard Poe calling from your bedroom, instantly making you smile. “How was your day?”

“Fine,” You replied without much of a thought, the sign of an uneventful day. “What are you up to?” It wasn’t normal for Poe not to jump to the door to greet you, welcoming you with a kiss that makes you forget about your day, bringing you home in every aspect of the word.

“Just waitin’ for you.” He was always great at making you smile right of the bat.

“Good, because all day I’ve been wanting nothing but to watch one of those stupid movies from our queue. I had such a boring day, you have no idea,” your venting began as you start your walk to your shared bedroom, already craving the feeling of Poe’s arms around you. “The only interesting thing that happened today was that the coffee machine broke down and it spilled all over Finn’s shirt, that poor guy, we couldn’t stop laughing about it and he was so mad! At one point I really thought he was going to-”

Your train of thought is abruptly interrupted when, as you enter your room, you notice Poe is completely naked. He is wearing absolutely nothing, except for a Santa hat right on top of his- “Poe! Oh my God!”

The noise you let out is somewhere between a laugh and a gasp, all while your face turns 100 different shades of pink and red.

“Yes, my love?” His eyebrows move up his face, fake innocence all over his features, doe eyes and all as he keeps his eyes fakely interested in whatever the phone in his hand is showing. “You were saying?”

Your eyes travel up and down his body, taking in the sight that welcomes you home. “What are you doing?” You speak after a couple of seconds of silence, chuckling, breaking his fake naiveness and making him smile.

“Waiting for you.” His smirk, though, is a clear sign of why he was waiting for you. “I think someone forgot to check if you were naughty or nice this year.”

“Oh my God, you are unbelievable” You let out an airy laugh, not able to keep your eyes away from him.

“Are you saying you don’t believe in Santa? ‘Cause he might forget to give you a gift if you keep this attitude.

You giggle at him, at the whole situation he probably came up with when you texted how boring your day was. Not able to resist him anymore your fingers start to undo your clothes. Poe tosses his phone aside when you start walking towards him, his turn to look you up and down as you begin to unbutton your shirt. “Santa’s just here to check if you've been naughty or nice."

You playfully roll your eyes, still blushing but unable to suppress your laughter. "Is that so?" you tease, crawling across the bed. As Poe moves to get into a more comfortable position, the Santa hat that rests on top of him wiggles a bit, adding to the absurdity of the situation. You reach him, straddling his waist and resting your hands on his chest.

Poe stops in front of you, his gaze filled with a mix of affection and lust. "Well, sweetheart, have you been naughty?" he asks, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on your lips.

You respond with a playful smile. "Maybe a little bit naughty," you admit, running your fingers along the bare skin of his chest. "But I think I deserve a special gift from Santa.” Your tongue licks languidly over his lips, asking for permission to enter as your hand expertly removes the hat from his cock, wrapping around it and making him let out a delicious moan against your lips.

He grins, his hands moving to your waist to guide you to grind on him. "Oh, you'll get a special gift, alright," he murmurs, his lips trailing down your neck.

The two of you share a moment of laughter and passion, the Santa hat long forgotten on the floor. As you both collapse onto the bed, tangled in each other's arms, you can't help but feel grateful for the way he always turns your day around, in the most unexpected ways, in the most uneventful days; no matter what, you can count on Poe to make your day feel whole.

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habunshu · 1 month ago

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Hello! Sorry to bother you.

I noticed you are in JTTW fandom and wanted to ask if you know where can I find more info on Sun Wukong's make up and stage performance? I tried to find stuff on my own but quickly realised that I'm just one small weak goblin. I saw some blogs about chinese opera behind the scenes with SW images and couple of videos but that's about it... and since you look like you are way more knowledgeable I came here to beg a favour.

Do you know any videos, documentaries or blogs on this topic?

Thank you for your time ♥♥♥

Hi!

TLDR: Bold text are writings/videos linked to Peking Opera Culture and specifics surrounding Monkey King performances. Post has a mid-length summary of key aspects of his Peking appearances and core thematics. This mainly goes along visual design analysis, as I don’t focus in performance art as much! Read more divide for courtesy

(Also taking a moment to highly praise @/bonesmarinated ‘s Peking opera Wukong pieces!)

The Monkey King/Sun Wukong is a very well covered and well performed character in Peking Opera, I’ll give a short(ish) summary of the key aspect of his design across various performances based on work I can recall from my Undergrad as well as my own experience- and i’ll link any documents/websites/images I have on hand

Wukong’s Lian Pu falls under what is known the Jing role (complex hero) with similar facial decoration also being delegated to the Chou roles in Opera as well.

The dominant school of art in depicting him either on live performers or maskwear, have a fairly universal foundation for his appearance.

The oldest forms of Peking opera stick to Wuseguan (Five Colour Theory) with his Lian Pu sticking to a core 3 of White (Cunning), Red (Bravery), and Black (Loyalty). Even with Modernisation of the Peking Opera and developments in the science behind art and makeup, Lianpu is specific in its purpose of portraying the nature of a character beyond body language and aiding in accessibility for people at the far end of the audience.

The Monkey King’s Lian Pu is reflective of his mischievous and bold nature, combining it with the shape of an Old World Monkey’s furless face shape so that even those “uneducated” in Peking Opera culture can at least see /what/ Wukong is before they see /who/ he is. The White and red placement are linked to yin-yang dynamics relating to the stone he was born from and the energy it cultivated) as well as general themes beyond the tale itself.

Zheng’s “Evolution, Symbolism, and Artistry: A Study on the Colors of Peking Opera Facial Makeup” Discusses this in more detail. ( DOI: 10.23977/artpl.2023.041207) (ISSN 2523-5877)

(General Mask colours in Peking Opera, separate from Lian Pu: The Cultural Connotation and Symbolic Meaning of Chinese Opera Mask Color - Hanbing Tu)

In more modern designs, the key foundation of Wukong’s face doesn’t change much, however some variations do add colour to Wukong’s eyelids- mainly pink or yellow/gold. Both of these relate physically to the ‘whites’ of Old World Monkey’s eyes, with the yellow face paint being representative of “barbarism” or “savagery”. Gold is used on the faces of various immortal creatures from all backgrounds as Silver is.

(Left: Chu Luhao as Monkey King, stedling divine peaches and wine in celestial realm, Kaohsiung ) (Right: Monkey King Wukong in Beijing Opera Journey to the West at Liyuan Theater)

As with Taiwans branch off in culture, This Lian Pu on the left shows the eyebrows as the top of the eyelid makeup, contrast to Chinese style and other Sino-influenced regions. This works in Chu Luhao’s production as it plays towards the character Wukong is before he’s sealed under the mountain and begun the journey- hence more “wide eyed”.

Mentioning Yellow within the Wuseguan, this is why most of his earlier outfits have such a heavy bias towards yellow cloth, barbarism being represented across his whole body (his form, as a monkey over his soul that achieves enlightenment) with costumes later down his hero’s journey adding more black, blue (simplicity).

(Left: Performer playing Monkey in Journey to the West, Chinese Opera performance in Singapore) (Middle: Chu Luhao’s production, Sun Wukong arrives at the Dragon Palace of the East Sea) (Right: CANTON, CHINA – CIRCA JULY 2019: Beijing Opera performance of “Monkey King Making Havoc in Heaven”)

Key Read -> The Artistic Symbolism of the Painted Faces in Chinese Opera: An Introduction, David Ming-Yüeh Liang. https://www.jstor.org/stable/43560653

Book -> Chinese opera: Images and stories, Peter Lovrick, Wang-Ngai Siu

Book -> Drama kings: Players and publics in the re-creation of Peking opera, 1870-1937, Joshua Goldstein. https://books.google.co.uk/books?hl=en&lr=&id=XT_1fZ9Jp18C&oi=fnd&pg=PP1&dq=info:49R3XREYwVoJ:scholar.google.com/&ots=3OF1F4SILK&sig=gQyW7bGJzgnxG62Y2TxU01ZPazQ&redir_esc=y#v=onepage&q&f=false

This analytical paper on Monkey King: Hero is Back showcases modern animated links to Peking Monkey King designs - https://fslmjournals.taylors.edu.my/wp-content/uploads/SEARCH/SEARCH-2024-16-1/SEARCH-2024-P5-16-1.pdf

A blog site I found interesting was an interview with Yao Yudong, the successor to colourful Peking Opera masks, where he discusses creating the mask designs (with a Wukong mask as a recorded example) and a more in-depth written post. He expresses the key two styles of Wukong’s red markings known as “Upside down Gourd” style, and the less complex “Upside down Peach” style attributed to a different art school. In which his mask is directly attributed to items that come into contact with his face.

Jiao Feng, Peking Opera Facial Makeup: The Art of Face Painting: http://www.chinatoday.com.cn/ctenglish/2018/ich/202001/t20200117_800190202.html

Connected is a video of an Opera performer who does his own Lian Pu, which depending on the time period could take up to two hours. Although this design is significantly more contemporary in the use of gold on white sections as markings like black paint. https://x.com/chinadaily/status/1365730927133958144?s=46&t=06bYiE12l6qVJUxPCBuvvQ

In regards to Wukong’s combat performances, he falls into the role of a Wusheng (武生), which is the strand of stage costume used in representation of his staple armour.

(Monkey King in Journey to the West Performance, Beijing Opera)

In this costume, Wukong’s Phoenix feather cap is mirrored by Lingzi (翎子) or Zhilling (雉翎), which likely play back and forth with influencing eachother as time progresses, due to Wukong’s theatrical personality being heightened by the Pheasant tails and their movements as actors play their roles. In his Wusheng roles, he is more likely to be adorned with gold eyelids to highlight his layered immortality and connect to the golden armour he wears. The trait of biting the pheasant tails as a theatrical act of frustration is seen across adaptations, most recently in Black Myth: Wukong’s Chapter 6 Animation.

This animation’s design seems to relay the Lingzi strongly due to the way the studio details the lowest connection points to the crown ornament.

As stated in Bond’s writings “BEIJING OPERA COSTUMES: THE VISUAL COMMUNICATION OF CHARACTER AND CULTURE”, Wukong’s in-game Suozi Set and various adaptations Dragon Palace armours split similarly to the Kao (Armour) on Peking stages, with the falling of the frantic drastically increasing the size of the actor and his silhouette.

Qing-era flags on the costumes of Wusheng were used to express social standing, gender, nature, and ranking. The image above showcasing them has them match the Kao pattern of the clothing, other flags often held zodiac patterns- with the monkey showcasing vain, egotistical, inventive and tricky individuals; and the peach included in a flag hinting towards immortality.

(Ching Dynasty Year of the Monkey Flag used in the Peking Opera) Zaricore Flag Collection: https://www.flagcollection.com/itemdetails.php?CollectionItem_ID=943

Due to the History of Lian Pu, and Wuseguan, despite modernisation of Opera arts vastly widening the colours and complexity of costumes; Wukong sticks to a key 5 colour scheme, with a emphasis on the original trio of red-white-black, and gold being reserved for Wusheng/Wuxiaosheng to showcase immortality and strength. The prevalence of Opera alongside fictional theatre means that the two constantly play off of eachother in mannerisms and influence, both at the time of JTTW’s writing to the 21st century. But as Opera is a physical performance, all aspects of Peking costume design is meant to make the emotional and psychological aspects of characters physical, to a large audience space needing to see facial expressions heightened and clarified by Lian Pu.

Read -> Cultural-based visual expression: emotional analysis of human face via Peking Opera Painted Faces (POPF)

#i hope that “’more’ button works bc this is so going to clog up everything otherwise #hope this helped! i mainly know written sources due to academia #however i find best learning written theory and watching recited peking is the best way to approach it #wukong is a fascinating one bc of how intertwined literature and theatre is in this context #sun wukong #journey to the west #jttw #wukong #peking opera #but just stick to the bold text to find written sources and academia #black myth wukong #son goku #chinese opera #also sorry if this is worded badly uni has kicked my ASS this week

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pink-princess-pussy-pop · 1 year ago

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Scream For Me - Rafe Cameron Ghostface! x Reader PART 5

Warnings: Language, some stalker themes, not proofed

Scream For Me Masterlist

Texts from Rafe in Blue, texts from Ghostface in Red, texts from Reader in Pink

All you could do was stare at your phone. Frozen on your stairs, the two texts staring back at you.

Rafe...

Have a good night......... babe. ;)

And of course, your new friend, the serial killer...

You look very pretty right now, sweetheart.

A noise outside makes you drop your phone. You scramble down the stairs as it falls, picking it up before double-checking that your front door is locked. You feel your phone buzz in your hand but don't check it, opting for closing the blinds in the living room.

You flip the light switch for the entryway on, half expecting to see someone in the darkness, but no one is there. Rafe's car is gone and the street is silent.

Maybe if you called him he would come back and wait for your parents with you?

You flip the switch off before speaking out loud to yourself.

"Don't be pathetic."

Then you run up the stairs to your room.

...

Rafe parked his car in an empty lot a few blocks from your house.

Seeing it was getting dark and no one really wanted to be out alone right now, he was free to grab his gear and go.

He checked both the phones to see if you had sent him any texts.

None so far but he'd guessed that would happen. You were probably running around your house making sure he couldn't get inside. But he had his ways. He had already broken in before.

He locked his car as his phone buzzed. He laughed.

It was you, replying to Rafe.

The first thing he noticed was the change in your texts. You weren't using punctuation or capitalization. You were distracted.

thanks again for taking me home

No problem at all babe.

He smiled as the bubbles appeared.

stop that

Never😈

Babe.

You didn't reply, which he was fine with, Rafe would just have to bug you again tomorrow. Besides, he was ready for you to meet his other self.

He donned his ghost-like mask and walked to your house.

...

You were sitting in your room, staring at the text from the unknown number.

He could see you?

How long had he been watching you?

Was he watching you now?

Thinking about that made your heart race.

In a good or bad way, you couldn't tell.

Which made you even more terrified.

You had sent several messages to your parents, asking when they'd be back but hadn't gotten a response.

So much for not wanting you to be home alone, right?

...

Rafe arrived at your home again, looking up at the dark house to the one light on in the window. Your room.

He shot off another text to you.

You should say thank you when someone gives you a compliment.

Rafe began walking to the back of your home. The lock on the back door was broken from the outside, which gave him easy access.

As his gloved hand reached for the handle, his other phone buzzed.

Shit.

He had thought he'd turned it off!

Rafe froze.

Incoming Call: Babe

He bolted from the door, pressing accept.

Your hushed words filled his ears.

"Rafe... can you please come back? I think..." You went silent. Listening. "I think the killer is outside my house."

FUCK!

He froze, crouching behind a fence, away from the street.

"Rafe, please."

He realized he hadn't spoken.

"Shit, yeah I'm on my way." He muted himself while he ran back to his car.

"Rafe, please hurry."

He clicked unmute as he got to his car.

"I'm coming, sw-" He caught himself. "I'm on my way." He hung up, which probably wasn't the best idea, but hey... He wasn't at your house anymore.

But you didn't know that. He started his car and whipped out his other phone.

Who are you on the phone with?

Your heart sank and genuine fear began to set in. If Rafe didn't come soon, you'd have to figure out a plan. With staggered breathing, your fingers hovered over your phone screen. Staring at the unanswered messages.

Your parents?

Why aren't they home with you, Y/N?

"Dammnit..."

Just where was Rafe?

You knew from spending time at the Cameron family's house at Sarah and Rafe's parties that they didn't live far from you.

Right on cue, your phone began to ring.

You pressed answer immediately after seeing Rafe's name on the screen.

"Rafe?"

"I'm outside, babe. I'm here."

You ran to your front door, shoulders relaxing when you see him on your doorstep. As soon as you unlock and open the door, he rushes inside, his hands grabbing your shoulders.

"Are you ok?"

"Rafe... the door. Close the door." He lets out a shaky breath and turns to close and relock the door. When he turns back around, you're staring at your phone screen, horror on your face.

"What?" You look up at him, tears welling in your eyes.

Rafe fakes shock at the photo you show him.

It's of you, upstairs in your room, sleeping. The photo had to have been taken recently.

Rafe catches you as your knees give out.

"He was here. He was inside my house. He was in my room. While I was asleep." The tears escape, streaming down your face as he holds you. "Oh my God."

Too bad you couldn't see the evil smirk on Rafe's handsome face.

...

Hi.

I start school again tomorrow so I don't really know when the next chapter will be up but I will try my best to upload it soon. :)

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raes-writing-space · 2 years ago

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The TWST Boys Find Out You’re a SW

Written in collaboration with @iambutadepress again!

Summary: A complete roster of all the main NRC boys finding out you’re a sex worker (mentions of stripping, camming, onlyfans etc.) Everyone is aged up. (But also we didn’t want to write for Ortho, because we could not think of anything for him.) Warnings: 18+, mentions of sexual themes, crack headcanons, potential non-con, cursing. Not beta read. Minors/Ageless Blogs DNI Words: ~ 3181

Heartslabyul

Riddle

Flabbergasted

Absolutely horrified

Slams laptop closed out of fear

Doubts it was you on his screen and goes in for another look

Turns a crimson red

Avoids you for weeks and is afraid to look you in the eye (may or may not use his signature spell on you on sight)

Finally addresses it and you have to explain what you do and why

Understands your decision but still avoids the topic

Probably has PTSD about it tbh

Ace

Wide eyed but honestly not as surprised as you’d think.

More proud that you are even brave enough to do this.

Will immediately text you about it and tease the fuck outta you for it.

But then when you slap him with that “If you’re gonna watch you gotta tip” he immediately shuts up and leaves.

Will legit just probably jokingly ask if he can come over and watch for free.

Doesn’t tell anybody, but will absolutely make innuendos and tease you during class to see your reaction.

Honestly isn’t as embarrassed about the situation as much as you’d think, and would be pretty supportive, despite the teasing.

Will accidentally leave his volume up while watching you and your moans can be heard throughout the dorm (cue Riddle and his signature spell)

Deuce

So slow on the uptake, probably watches your stream for thirty minutes before he realizes it’s you.

Completely speechless but also won’t avoid you in the halls.

But he will not say a damn word, just stares at you while you talk about class.

Poor boy does not know how to bring it up or even if he should.

Honestly dude doesn’t even go to watch porn or cams often, that was his first time, and now he’s scared to try again.

Honestly, I couldn't imagine him in a strip club because I think he would be confused for a minute about what the point was.

God forbid you try to offer him a lap dance, because you’re going to have to walk him through it, and encourage him that it’s okay to look because he will literally keep his eyes shut the entire time.

Thought it would be rude if he turned you down (and also didn’t know what a lap dance was, literally thought it was similar to belly dancing.)

Cater

Its canon that he has an onlyfans because I say so

He was looking for people to follow and he found yours

Curious and surprised that you have one

He subscribes and scrolls through your content and leaves comments

May or may not buy your videos for his own pleasure

Will definitely bring it up to you the next day and asks for a collab

Would also buy you lingerie to post on your page (be sure to tag him though <3)

Congrats, you’re now onlyfans buddies

If you’re a stripper, will be really jealous and want to try and strip too. He wants money thrown at him too :(

Highkey always wants to gift you cool af looking heels and takes pics of them to post on his blog.

Trey

Would want to stop watching, he really does, but he can’t pull his eyes from the screen.

He probably convinces himself he’d only do it this one time, and tip REALLY WELL before never doing it again.

He probably thinks about it for at least a month though before he gets over the fact that he has masturbated to you.

If you’re a stripper though he’d honestly be a bit embarrassed and shy at first, but then makes sure you’re taking care of yourself.

Honestly probably gets protective if you have some really handsy and uncomfortable clients too.

He just wants to make sure you’re okay <3

Savanaclaw

I believe all of Savanaclaw really be drinking that Respect Women Juice so much that if anyone tried to unconsensually out you as a sex worker, any of the boys would throw fucking hands with the person trying to out you.

Like yeah, they might tease you about it, or talk to you about it, but they’d never try to out you or tell you how to live your life or get money.

Leona

Was bored one day and was scrolling a site that the dorm was raving about

Comes across a familiar face on one of the cam thumbnails and sees that it's you

Is intrigued and will watch for the fun of it (he also has some new dirt on you)

WILL tease you in the chat and in class

Will ask you to demonstrate some of your “moves”

If he walks in on you during a stream he will lean on the doorway and watch until you notice

If you were a stripper, he would eye you and ask for a dance or two

He is definitely one to tease you during the dance by whispering in your ear or holding you down at your waist

Still supportive though because it's your life and he can’t tell you how to live it

Please be careful if you do any kind of “bunny” look or “innocent” look, that predator/prey thing is very real.

You’ve never seen the motherfucker move so fast until he heard someone mention “bunny costume”

Ruggie

Was the person to recommend your streaming site to Leona

Guilty Pleasure Regular, and doesn’t think to be anonymous.

You find out pretty quickly it’s him and ask him about it.

Immediately panics and starts gaslighting you, goes so far to even be like “I don’t even know what porn means. Is that an acronym?”

After he gets over himself, he confesses and asks if it’s okay to still keep watching.

The answer is up to you.

Boy cannot tip you tho, but you suddenly start getting random meals placed outside your door instead. <3

Also tries to figure out how to bend the same way you do. Catch this boy trying to throw his damn legs in the air mid stream to see if he could actually do it, and then pulls a damn muscle.

If you’re a stripper, has the confidence of a god that he could do the moves you do, and then absolutely eats shit trying to pull himself up onto the pole.

Jack

Another one that slams his laptop shut SO FAST.

Storms to the Ramshackle to give you a piece of his mind

Little did he know you were in the middle of a stream

Bursts in on you booty butt naked and immediately gets flustered

Slams the door just as fast as that laptop

As soon as you’re done you walk out in a robe to a very disgruntled wolf boy

Lectures you for hours on why sex work is terrible and you should respect yourself (hes one of those yall)

You have to explain in depth why you do what you do

It will take him a while to understand but once he does he becomes very protective of you and does regular check ins (such a good boy)

Octavinelle

Azul

Another guilty pleasure regular but anon

As much as this man hates losing money he can’t help but get hard watching you

Is very shy about it and if he does pull you for a private it will be dead silent

If you figure out it’s him, he will be another to try and gaslight you (stutters)

“I am a man of class y/n I would never consider partaking in such a scandalous act” (liar)

If he does come clean he will for sure want to profit and become your manager (hard pass)

At least he can give you marketing advice right? ( you gotta pay up though slut)

Refuses to go to a strip club because it's “degrading”

Will for sure be subscribed to your onlyfans but will deny it until he croaks

Another one to try and ask if he can come over and watch for free though.

Jade

Straight up finds the whole thing amusing at first, not even in a sexual way, just in a “Oh?~ What do we have here?~” Kind of way.

If you had an onlyfans would totally buy all your shit and keep it, may even be brave enough to be like “Oh look at this-” On his phone and literally show you a picture of yourself naked af that you posted literal hours ago.

And then probably use it against you ngl.

Will use it to fluster you and get a reaction

Another person to straight up whisper in your ear and grab your waist if you’re giving them a lap dance (shameless)

Will antagonize you in chat and gets you to do crazy things

With tips of course

If he gives you a lollipop to save for your next session just to try and make you go “Ah” RUN.

If you’re a stripper, he's one of the HANDSY clients

Hands all over the place, in and out, up and down, on your hips and thighs

Probably doesn’t even masturbate to you often, if at all, would rather wait for the “real thing”

Floyd

Is a regular, don’t deny it

Constantly buys your custom videos and pulls you for one on one sessions

Talks about it all the time and you have to shut him up

Uses earnings from the monstro lounge to fuel his addiction

Is hot and cold about tipping (can either be super generous or stingy as fuuuuuck)

If you’re a dancer he doesn't even ask for dances he just takes you himself (its a good way to squeeze his shrimpy)

Refuses to let you go back to work and says it’s “boring” so he takes you back to the lounge for a more “private” session (Run now it's your only chance)

Would also leave his volume up but on purpose so everyone knows who and what he’s watching (cue a disappointed and flustered Azul and an amused Jade)

If you block him one of two things can happen

He makes another account

He hunts you down and forces you to unblock him

Unlike his brother, could pop off multiple orgasms to your streams, or not at all. (Still would want the “real thing” tho)

Scarabia

Kalim

Anonymous, but tips really fucking well of course.

Honestly doesn’t mind that you’re doing it, super supportive, wants to spoil you without letting you know it’s him.

Even as a stripper, no shame, thinks what you do is really impressive, tips again, really well.

Just generally a sweet supportive sunshine boy, and tries to make you feel as comfortable as possible about it and not shame you at all for it.

You will have to try and keep him quiet about it because our sunshine boy is loud lowkey

Lowkey seems like the type to worship the hella outta you regardless if you're a stripper or what.

Jamil finds out you're a sex worker though through him because he was wondering what he keeps spending so much money on, so there’s that.

Jamil

Again, finds out through Kalim, and immediately had no idea whether to lecture you or Kalim about it.

Can’t look at you straight for at least a day, but by the end of that day he’s thinking of ways to bring it up.

In the midst of his own lecture to you about it, realizes where he might be in the wrong about it, and then apologizes. Leaves you really confused on whether he’s upset with you or not.

So protective of you, and not gonna lie a little upset that he feels like he isn’t allowed to watch you or partake, but would take it to his grave before confessing that.

Would literally try and pay you for a private session in person and honestly he’s flustered and huffy the entire time you do your thing even though you know he’s got a damn boner.

Smug enough to tease you after and will definitely ask for more as long as its private

Pomefiore

Vil

Found out through social media hype

Decided to visit your profile and was surprised but also not

One of the more supportive types and doesn’t care what you do with your body as long as you’re safe about it

Addresses it in a calm manner and admits that he has an onlyfans too (boudoir and sensual yall this is a man of elegance and clASS )

Critiques your profile and gives you advice on how to improve it

If you ask nicely maybe he’ll help manage you, potato

Will for sure help you pick out your outfits, do your makeup and hair

If you help promote some of his products he’ll promote your SFW page

If you’re a stripper, you two can share pole moves and floor work

Rook

Studies the fuck out of your streams

How many ass claps per min, breast size, moan frequency, etc

Is more captivated by the beauty of your work and not the sexual aspect

You don’t know he watches your streams

Will compliment you on your onlyfans

Will also give you advice on how to run your page and be aesthetically pleasing

If he does tip, it’s for goddess appreciation or body worship

Doesn't really get off on your streams but does want to see it in real life

If you strip, he’s absolutely amazed by your grace on the pole and will tip just to see you do more tricks

Literally just wants to admire you

Epel

Shocked as hell at first, wasn’t even trying to get to the site, somehow just ended up there and was in complete disbelief to see you on it.

Also doubles checks to make sure it was you, and not someone who looked like you.

Stays a little too long trying to absolutely make sure, and then when he does he shuts his laptop off for the night. (That’s enough internet for the day)

Eventually gets over it, doesn’t go to your shows, but will pay for a private session with you just to tell you that you’re missing class and he’s sick and tired of copying notes for you. You didn’t even know he knew about your account.

If you’re a stripper, would also be shocked, and not look at you at all the entire time he has to be there (someone probably convinced him this was the manly thing to do and he regrets it.)

Downplays your strength a bit, doesn’t think it looks that hard. It’s all just momentum, right? You tell him to give it a try, and again, eats shit like Ruggie did.

Also stubborn as hell though and refuses to give up until he’s figured it out. And at the end of it all, understands why you gotta be butt-ass naked for those damn pole.

Ignihyde

Idia

Again, wants to look away, he does… but also not really.

When else is this opportunity really going to come up again?? (Next time he shows up to your stream, duh. But don’t tell him that.)

Dude fucking whimpers and pavlov’s himself into every time he sees you, even around campus, he gets so damn hard.

If you thought he was a recluse before, it gets WORSE after this because he’s constantly needing to readjust his pants now.

Anonymous private show watcher, is not brave enough to try and speak through the mic what he wants, or turn on his camera. (Honestly kinda dead quiet on his end a lot)

If you had an onlyfans he definitely pays for everything you got.

Also subscribed to Lilia’s onlyfans

Good luck trying to look this man in the eye, he’s never going to recover for a normal conversation.

He would not go into a strip club and we all have to accept that. If it’s not from the internet, it’s not happening.

No Ortho for yall

Diasomnia

Malleus

Would literally not understand onlyfans or camming. He’s already awful at technology already and dislikes it, there’s no way you could try and get him on there.

Ngl someone probably like Ruggie or Kalim accidentally leaves it up on their screen or something and that’s how he finds out and gets REALLY CONCERNED.

Or if you’re in the middle of a stream, he just pops in randomly to say hi when you’re BUTT-ASS NAKED.

You could be screaming and trying to cover yourself and he just watches confused

“Why are you screaming, it’s me. Why are you naked?”

Would be so butt-hurt when you kick him out (thinking it’s because you are scared of him and not the fact that he popped in when you’re BUTT NAKED)

Takes him a hot minute to process what happened

Poor Lilia has many awkward questions to answer

Hits him with the “Lilia, what’s a thrusting dildo?”

Once everything is explained (in extreme detail sadly) he will fully support what you do and is also protective, if you were a stripper though, would be confused by has the spirit.

Probably doesn’t throw bills tho, throws jewels and shit, which makes it straight up hard to dance and dodge.

Lilia

Another onlyfans?!

This one is RAUNCHY

A shit-ton of subscribers

Supportive sex dad (boogie woogie woogie)

Unknown rivalry with Cater

Will also ask for collab but in a porno way

Will absolutely tease you about the things he saw on your stream

Another to ask you to demonstrate your “moves” on him

Probably gifts you sex toys you don’t have, and only he knows where to get them. (Good luck.)

Gives tips and tricks for your streams and lowkey wants to join your streaming site

If you’re a stripper he wants to know how you do all of your pole tricks and executes them flawlessly

Instigates the weirdest shit

Has you take 12” just to prove you can

Silver

Very nonchalant

Probs asleep on your stream lowkey

Def the person to just sit and talk with you about random shit (tits out and all)

New form of therapy?

Not gonna lie probably will tell you you’re too loud while you do your thing (RIP)

Another one that also kinda questions the physics of how you be bending your body like that tho. (Thinks maybe it’ll be good to do for training??)

If you’re a stripper then he admires your hard work and dedication

Lowkey wants the muscle and flexibility you have

Sebek

SCREAM FEST

HOW DARE YOU POISON HIS EYES WITH THIS MONSTROSITY

STAY AWAY FROM WAKA-SAMA OR PERISH

Will burn his laptop and start a riot

Lilia and Silver have to calm him down before he burns the entire dorm down

Goes into a crying fit because what if Malleus saw you popping pussy online (please don’t mention the Malleus incident of 2023)

Refuses to acknowledge you or your existence.

If you were a stripper, gets hella jealous that you’re more ripped than him and INSISTS on you teaching him pole fitness (to be stronger, duh.)

Literally will be so fucking loud about it though that he almost outs you as a sex worker.

#Twisted Wonderland x Reader #TWST x Reader #Twisted Wonderland Preferences #Lemon #Twisted Wonderland #Twisted Wonderland x Reader Smut #nsft

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tired-biscuit · 2 years ago

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cw: slightly manipulative kiri, subtle size kink // 18+ mdni, fem!reader

thinking about slightly manipulative best friend!kirishima, who coaxes you into sleeping with him under the pretense of 'learning'.

only having sex once or twice in your life, you lack the experience that eijirou surprisingly offers to give you as soon as he hears of your little dilemma. with his cheeks blooming a ferocious red, he tells you it's only meant as a solution to wipe out any insecurities you might have when you start officially dating the new boy you've been texting with for a long while now.

so after mulling it over for weeks, you give in. admitting your doubts and expressing your worries - which he both immediately soothes, of course - you meet up at his place on the night you've planned to partake in your 'lesson', and hope for the best.

and eijirou, well, he finds it hard to hide his smile as soon as that lesson begins. the stupid fucking grin that shows nearly all of his sharp teeth grows bigger and bigger as your clothes start coming off one by one. as the narrow gap between your bodies closes the moment he pushes you onto the mattress, and the proximity becomes nearly non-existent because of the smooth movement. as you angle your head to the side and let him kiss your neck before he inches upwards to claim your mouth instead, even if he doesn't have to do that to teach you what you want to know.

but he wants to. wants you entirely, that is. you just don't know that.

so by the time you're left completely bare for his eyes to devour, and your lips are swollen from all the kisses he's placed upon them for what he calls a warm up, eijirou looks outright ecstatic. even tells you how pretty you are like this, despite that you doubt if he can actually see you from how heavy his eyelids have become - weighed down by full-blown lust and something else you can't quite pinpoint yet.

being the naive girl you are, you suppose he's just being nice to make you feel better - he's always been like that. constantly so thoughtful and giving, eijirou kirishima is the epitome of selfless generosity.

or so you think.

after all, how can he be considered selfless, when he now starts to whisper the dirtiest, most possessive shit into your mouth as he at long last slips between your legs and pins your body underneath his bigger one? how can he be considered generous, when all he thinks about is himself and the horny greed he holds for you?

perhaps it's the warmth in his eyes. or the way he coos at you with a voice so syrupy sweet that every word might just rot your teeth down to their core. the way he presses his sweat-riddled forehead to your own and starts stretching you out; pushing your velvety walls apart inch by inch to make room for the entirety of his cock, whilst never breaking eye contact once.

or maybe it's the way he swallows down the little moans that you start to let out the moment he sinks into you fully, and lingers right next to your cervix because of his outrageous size. how he tells you what an incredibly smart girl you are for doing this - for taking his dick like a fucking champ that he knew you'd be. how you'll be able to woo every single boy that gets lucky enough to score you after he's finished with you, because, goddamn; if you can take on a cock as big as his own, it surely won't be a problem to handle anyone else's, right?

but you won't do that, won't you? you'll stay right where you are - drooling and squirming on his dick, getting ready to be put into a mating press by his big, scarred hands that just know how to pet you so well... right?

when you start nodding in dazed agreement - head tipping back into the pillow that smells just like him - his sharp teeth nip at you slowly just so that he can hide the selfish smile that's pushing forward again. you're clenching, belly overflowing with heat as he paves a trail of warm saliva along the column on your neck that hides your pulse and that has long since become coated with sticky sweat. he makes sure to place a mark upon it, so that he can feel your erratic heartbeat dance on his tongue as he lures it out to play.

and eventually, it does come out to play, and it plays hard. minutes pass, the headboard of his bed starts slamming against the wall as he loses his cool. he's everywhere all at once; pushing your limits, filling you up, pulling you taut. and fuck, speaking of being pulled taut - your poor pussy is about to be murdered because of his monster of a cock and the way it stretches you.

eyes crossing from the mind-shattering orgasm to hit you all of a sudden, you have no clue what he's so worried about as you cream on his dick. i mean, how in the hell are you going to fuck someone else, when he's literally torn you apart?

lesson learned, you suppose.

#kirishima eijirou #kirishima x reader #kirishima smut #eijirou smut #kirishima eijiro x reader #mha smut #bnha smut #biscuit drabbles

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timetoletmyimaginationfly · 1 year ago

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Dancing In The Kitchen

Nanami Kento x Reader

(Song Inspiration: Dancing in the Kitchen by Zachary Knowles)

Two months passed since you and Nanami became a couple. When both of your schedules call for it, the two of you would typically go out to eat and walk around Tokyo. He would remain close to you, hand in hand, with you staying away from the busy roads.

Nanami cherishes these moments. He never thought he would develop feelings for a non-sorcerer nor did he think you would accept the fact that he is one. You were very understanding with his job. Not once did you get upset over cancelled dates or late meetings. You always told him to stay safe after date cancellations. You would smile happily when you see him during the late meetings.

This time, the two of you were off for the evening. You suggested dinner and he easily agreed. Dinner at a restaurant is simple. It was just deciding where to go that was typically difficult. Mostly because of you but he figured out a way to get an answer from you quickly.

“Actually, I was wondering if you would like to come over,” you suggested shyly as you fiddled with your fingers. Nanami picked you up from your place as you wanted to hangout with your close friend, Gojo. Yes. That’s how you two met.

“I wouldn’t mind,” he said. “But I think you should come to my place first.” You shook your head.

“I planned this out over and over in my head this morning. Please? I even got bread being made, Kento-kun!” Nanami blushed, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. You were being cute and he loves grabbing your face and kissing you when you do that.

“Okay.”

“Yay!” He remembered Gojo mentioning they were friends since childhood. Now he sees it, but he loves it better on you. Your playfulness and cuteness.

“Oi! Nanami!” Gojo called. Nanami entered the office after driving you home. You wanted to clean up and prepare for dinner. “What do you plan to do when you go to her apartment?”

“Eat dinner,” Nanami answered. “Talk. Our usual stuff.” Gojo didn’t seem convinced as he circled the tall blonde male. Nanami grew impatient and just wanted to start on his reports so he can leave sooner.

“I’ll kill you if you hurt her,” he said.

“So you said, every week,” Nanami replied. Gojo then smiled and placed an arm around his shoulders.

“Alright alright, I’ll stop,” he said. “I did play Cupid on you guys. Bring over wine. She’s likes—-“

“Sweet white wine. If red, she doesn’t want it too sweet nor dry.”

“Bring her flowers too! Be romantic!”

“I already ordered a bouquet that I’ll pick up after work. Quit interrogating me.”

“I want what’s best for her!”

“I have chocolate on my desk for her.”

“That’s better.” Nanami sighed. The only downside was being around Gojo constantly who constantly threatens him if you got hurt. However, you always knew how to control Gojo. Or Gojo just favors listening to you.

Nanami was pretty sure he was speeding all the way to your place. He had to make a U-turn or two because he forgot about the flowers and wine. You texted him earlier that you would leave the front door unlocked for him. He shook his head. When he told you not to, he’s praying that you really did lock it.

Nope.

He entered inside your home. He hung his jacket up the coat rack by him and removed his shoes. His blunt sword was leaning against the wall and he decided to loosen his tie and unbutton the first few buttons of his shirt and the cuffs of his sleeves.

He could hear music playing from the kitchen. The closer he got, the more he could hear you hum. And once he entered the kitchen, he leaned against the open frame with crossed arms and smiled to see you swaying in a dance. He decided not to say anything. He wonders how long it will take you to realize that he arrived.

He was patient. It’s been 10 minutes, so he he quietly placed your flowers, wine, and chocolate on the table and walked closer to you.

“Hey there, beautiful,” he said softly after his touch made you jump. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and swayed side to side with you.

“When did you get here, Kento-kun?” you asked curiously.

“About ten minutes ago.” He turned you around and held your hands. He placed your arms around his neck while his arms remained around your waist. You smiled and stood on your toes as the two of you swayed to the music. “You usually sing and dance when you cook?”

“It calms the nerves,” you confessed.

“Don’t stop doing it. I like dancing with you.” You smiled. You didn’t know much time passed but your eyes widened when you came back to reality.

“The food!” you exclaimed. He caught the quick whiff of something burning. Immediately you turned the stove off and sighed. “Ummm can we order in?”

“Yes, my darling.”

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miasmaghoul · 2 years ago

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just saw an ad the fucking said "if you're not oozing then you're losing" and i think that's enough phone for today

...well i wasn't planning on writing tonight since im exhausted and can barely see straight, but i misread this as "if you ooze you lose" and that gave me an idea so LETS GO I GUESS

Aether doesn't quite know how he got here.

Well, no, he knows exactly how he got here. Dew hadn't really given him much of a choice.

It had been half an hour or so earlier, a quiet day off that Aether had been spending in the library. He'd been curled up on a sofa in front of the fireplace with his nose in a medical text when the little ghoul had found him. Dew had announced his presence by practically falling on top of Aether, forcing him onto his back so the fire ghoul could crawl up between his arms.

Aether could smell the weed on him, along with a pair of scents he recognized as Swiss and Rain. Dew's eyes had been red and glassy, his face pulled into a goofy grin and his hair into a messy bun. He was high high, and that was always a charming look on him.

"Hi," he'd said, burying his face in Aether's neck and breathing deep. Aether had chuckled, setting his book on the floor and wrapping an arm around the little ghoul instead.

"Hi yourself," he'd run his hand along Dew's spine and the fire ghoul had groaned in that specific way that told Aether he was really feeling it. "You're in space, aren't you?"

"Mmm," Dewdrop had started mouthing at his neck, warm lips grazing his stubble, only to pause after a moment. "Fuck, I'm too high to think of a Uranus joke."

Aether had laughed, loud and boisterous, shaking his head and dragging Dew up for a kiss. Lazy and deep, the little ghoul granted him entry at the first flick of Aether's tongue over his lip. He'd melted into the kiss immediately, another sure sign that Dewdrop was baked into oblivion.

"Are the other two as high as you?" Aether had asked when they broke for air, sliding a hand up the back of Dew's shirt. The fire ghoul had hummed and nodded, kissing the corners of his mouth. "So why are you here, firefly? Not that I'm complaining, but you don't usually stray this far."

"Need your help," he'd said, tugging Aether's lip with gentle fangs. Dew's eye's had been lidded but filled with obvious mischief.

"Oh?" Aether had chuckled, resting his free hand on Dew's ass and giving it a firm squeeze. Dew had chirped and wriggled against him, fixing him with a playful grin.

"We're gonna play a game," he'd announced, "me 'n Rain made it up, but we need your help." Dew had kissed him again then, just as loose and open as before, but with something starting to approach urgency. Aether had felt himself starting to chub up against Dew's thigh - he was pretty sure the little ghoul was giving him a contact high.

"What kind of game?"

A massive grin had been his only answer, and before Aether knew it he was being yanked from the couch and dragged into the hall. But Aether had followed anyway - it's not like he was doing anything interesting, and he knew first hand what sort of "games" Dew comes up with in this state.

Still, he hadn't expected this.

"One more time," Aether says, staring at the pair in front of him. "Just...from the top." He waves a hand and Dew groans from where he sits on the mattress, pressed into Rain's side. Their hands are all over each other, always so tactile when they're like this. Swiss seems to be slightly less affected, sitting in a chair next to Aether and watching them grope.

"'s not that complicated, Aeth!" Dew sounds exasperated, and Aether supposes he knows why. This is probably the fourth time he's asked for clarification. Dewdrop stands and Rain makes a sad noise that has Swiss moving immediately, pulling the water ghoul into his lap and nosing behind his ear. Dew plops himself in Aether's lap with no regard for either of their obvious erections.

"Humor me," he says with a crooked smile, resting large hands on Dew's skinny waist and trying not to stare at the way Swiss was now fondling Rain through his boxers. Dewdrop huffs, wriggling to make himself comfortable and resting one hand over Aether's obvious bulge.

"You're gonna fuck me."

"Right, I got that," Aether confirms, sighing when Dew gives him a squeeze.

"And Swiss is gonna fuck Rainy at the same time," Dew continues, gesturing over his shoulder. Swiss gives them a thumbs up with the hand that hasn't made its way into Rain's underwear. "With me so far?"

"Yeah," Aether nods, "I get that part, it's just-"

"Then," Dew interrupts, shushing Aether by volume alone, "you're both gonna cum in us. Get us all full, right?"

Aether groans at that, throbbing under Dew's touch. He nods. He gets all that, has no problem with it. It's just-

"Then we gotta hold it allllll in for as long as we can," Rain singsongs, pulling his face from where it's buried in Swiss's neck. "And the first one to leak is the loser!"

"Right," Dew says with a nod, grinning down at Aether again. "You ooze, you lose!"

Aether pinches the bridge of his nose and groans.

"And what happens to the loser?"

"He has to eat the load out of the winner's ass!" Dew says it like it's obvious, like this isn't the weirdest proposition he's come up with in...well, probably not all that long, if Aether sat down and thought about it.

He stares up at Dew, at the joy in his fanged grin. At the little dimples in his cheeks and the crinkles at the corners of his bloodshot eyes. He can never say no to that face and the fire ghoul knows it. Aether groans again and lets his head thump against the back of his armchair.

"I'm not high enough for this," he gripes.

Dew giggles - giggles - and scrambles to his nightstand. He returns with a joint fat enough to get even Mountain stoned in half a puff and holds it out in an open palm. Aether eyeballs it for a moment, watching Dew sway on his feet, boxers straining. He sighs and takes the offering, Dewdrop giving him an excited chirp in return, the little ghoul bouncing on his heels. Aether sticks one end between his lips and doesn't have to ask Dew to light it for him. He inhales long and slow, gripping Dew by the shirt and dragging him closer until their mouths graze each other. Aether lets the smoke pour from his lips and Dew drinks up all he can.

"Okay, fine," Aether says, taking another, smaller puff and blowing it over Dew's head to watch him chase it. "On the bed," he says with a wave, "Swiss, come back. Let's watch them play for a bit first."

Swiss gives Rain one last fondle before depositing the rather boneless water ghoul on the bed for Dew to wrangle. He nabs the joint from Aether while they watch, passing it back and forth while the other two make a show of stripping their shirts and boxers. They're sitting at the edge of the bed with their legs spread and stroking one another before Aether decides he's ready, standing and stripping his own shirt to the chorus of sweet little moans they're both letting out. Swiss is already naked in his chair, finishing off the joint and looking as pleasantly stoned as Aether feels.

"Alright," he breathes, tossing his tee onto the pile of clothes on the floor. "Are we ready to play?"

Dew makes an adorably excited sound, nodding and wrestling out of Rain's grip. He pads over to Aether, pretty pink cock wet at the tip and wagging between his legs. He leans up on his tiptoes and throws his arms around the larger ghoul's neck. Aether gives him a peck on the lips and Dew nuzzles into his shoulder.

"Fuck yeah, let's beat these losers," he slurs, and Aether laughs. He pushes Dew back, smiling down at him.

"Firefly, who says I want you to win?" Dew's face falls in an instant as Aether's smile goes dark at the edges.

"What?" It's a bare squeak, one that goes beautifully with the flush of Dew's cheeks. Aether turns him by the shoulders, the pair of them watching Swiss and Rain kiss all wet and clumsy. "Aeth, what-"

"Gonna get you so full that you have no choice," he croons, low and sweet.

Dewdrop shivers.

"C'mon baby," Aether pats him on the ass, "time to make a mess of you."

#miasma's work #the band ghost ficlet #aether ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #i have no idea what this is you guys im so fuckin tired

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latoyalestrange · 1 year ago

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THE FOOL

p. pascal x reader

Masterlist | Playlist

Summary: Naela doesn’t know if she can take another five months of this. Mandatory bonding time on the beach helps replenish her sense of hope.

Words: 2.3k

Warnings: fluff, pedro being caring and cute af, not edited, smoking, alcohol, mutual pining

Taglist: @marvel-sw-lover , @lokislittle , @red-red-rogue , @babukat

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CHAPTER FOUR — METHOD ACTING

Naela normally wasn’t so excited to go to sleep. Friday night was different, though. Knowing she didn’t need to set an alarm was a weight lifted off of her shoulders. She couldn’t wait to go to sleep so she could wake up refreshed and on her own volition.

Except that’s not what happened.

Around 9:15-ish, the sound of someone knocking on her trailer door stirred her out of her very deep sleep. She was drooling and everything. She thought maybe if she turned over and tried to go back to sleep that it would go away. But when did things ever go her way?

Knock, knock, knock!

With a heavy sigh and a groan, she pulled herself out of bed and groggily walked over to the door. It took a few tries to unlock it, but she eventually swung it open. Oh shit.

Pedro, in a half-open linen button up, swim shorts, and a tote bag stood in front of her, his mouth slightly agape and eyes surely wide behind the Ray Bans he was wearing. His expression immediately made her realize she had forgotten to put pants on. To be fair, she was half-awake, and she was a hot sleeper.

“Um- hi…” she said with a tired voice, breaking the silence.

He looked around to see if anyone was looking. “Um, let me— let me come in so people don’t—“

“Right, right, thank you…” She stepped aside so he could come in.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.” He was more comfortable now with her alone and his sheepish smile returned.

“You’re okay, I needed to get up anyway, I think,” she replied unsurely, making him laugh. “What time is it?”

He dug his phone out of his pocket to check it. “Nine-seventeen. Did you get the text about Beach Day?” She looked puzzled, so he continued. “Last night they sent out a text, I think it was while we were here. I didn’t see it until I got back to my trailer.”

“Oh, that makes sense. I passed out after you left,” she chuckled.

“Yeah, you could barely keep your eyes open,” he joked.

She looked embarrassed. “You could tell?”

“Yeah. It was cute, though…” Struggling to find that right words, she just chuckled. They were quiet for a moment.

She cleared her throat. “Um, if you wait for like, five minutes I’ll get dressed and meet you outside,” she offered.

“Yeah, of course. No rush.” They just smiled at eachother before he turned to leave.

Naela had never seen herself get ready so fast. Within ten minutes, she had brushed her hair, changed into a bikini and put a tank top and jean shorts on top of it, put sunscreen all over herself, and took a few extra seconds to put her favorite lipgloss on.

Pedro was leaning against her trailer when she stepped out. “Ready?”

“Yup!” She answered cheerfully, sliding her sunglasses down to match his. “Is anyone else coming?”

He started to lead her towards the parking lot on set. “Yeah, Boyd and Joanna are waiting in the car. It’s supposed to be a ‘bonding exercise’ of sorts,” he replied with air quotes and a cheeky smile.

Soon enough they were getting into the SUV that was waiting for them and enduring a bumpy ride to a more private section of each in Puerto Escondido, Córdoba.

Surprisingly the sun was more forgiving that usual and the wind kept them cool. Naela could smell the salt even before she got out of the car. The sound of the waves crashing as they approached gave her a sense of relief that only being at the beach could.

As they were laying out belt towels under an umbrella, Boyd pulled out a frisbee.

“Let’s test out the water!”

“Oh, god, I’m terrible at this game,” Joanna groaned.

“Catch?” Pedro teased. She rolled her eyes.

“No, specifically the throw part.” The group laughed.

“Don’t worry, we’ll look stupid together,” Pedro added, placing a hand on her shoulder as he smiled.

“Pedro looking stupid? Never,” Boyd replied sarcastically. Naela laughed especially hard at that.

Pedro turned to her, “What, is it the mustache?” He contoured his puckered lips with his fingers, trying to make a “cool” face.

Naela giggled, then answered, “I won’t lie, it took some getting used to, but it’s grown on me.” She instantly thought of the moment he revealed his new look to her.

It was the first day of shooting, the day after the whole “manager-purposefully-withholding-contract-details” situation. She was in a funk, to say the least, but she hoped her makeover would lift her spirits. She had no idea what was in store for her, but sometimes change feels good, right?

She could feel the butterflies as she stepped up to the trailer door and swung it open. The first thing she saw was the stylists back turned towards her. Once she stepped in and looked into the mirror she barely saw a glimpse of Pedro before he put his script in front of his face.

She gasped, “Oh, let me see, let me see!” She could see his shoulders shaking as he laughed behind the paper.

“No, she’s not done yet!” The stylist straightened her back, then made a few more adjustments.

“Actually, I am.” She corrected him. Naela smiled, staring at the thick stack of papers separating them.

“Okay, fine…one, two, three,” He stammered out quickly before dropping the script into his lap. Her hand instinctively covered her mouth as it hung open. She was silent for a moment, unsure if she was admiring him or just in shock.

“Muy bonita?” He asked, smirking playfully. She nodded slowly.

“No, muy guapo, Pedro…y muy bonita.” They laughed in unison. Maintaining eye contact, he rose to his feet and she suddenly realized how close she was to the chair as he was sitting down.

Standing tall above her, he replied, “Gracias, princesa.” His voice was lower than normal, more gravely. She blushed as she stepped aside to allow him to pass. He lingered for a minute before turning to thank the stylist. With his back turned, she just stared as he left.

Naela…Naela…Naela!

“Sorry, what?” She blinked away her trance and shook her head.

“We’re gonna get in the water. You comin’?” Boyd asked as she noticed everyone shedding their cover-ups.

“Yeah, yeah, ‘course.” She nodded and followed suit, peeling off her fitted top and jean shorts. Feeling the breeze in places she normally didn’t, she felt exposed and a little chilly.

“That swimsuit is so cute!” Joanna chirped, smiling sweetly at her.

She mimicked her, “Aw, thanks.”

“Yeah, I was gonna wear something like that but I didn’t want to outshine you,” Pedro joked. Naela scrunched her nose at him and nudged his shoulder.

The group laughed at she retorted, “You could never!”

After a few minutes of practice, Naela was getting in the groove. She was throwing and catching the frisbee much more than she expected herself to.

“Naela!” Boyd called out, signifying it was her turn. He flicked the frisbee into the air, accidentally using a bit too much force. Naela tried to chase after it, winding up in a deeper spot than beforex and right as a wave was coming for her.

Just like that, it swallowed her whole and she was tumbling under the water. A few scary moments of this passed before she felt herself being pulled out of the current with ease.

“You okay?” Pedro chuckled, smiling down at her as he pulled her to more shallow water. She took a few deep breaths as the others gathered and she planted her feet in the sand.

“Yeah, I’m good,” She confirmed, a little embarrassed, but still smiling. Pedro stood right next to her, his hands still ghosting over her arm. Then, they traveled to the bundle of string on her side, which was coming apart. He retied it without question, making sure it was secure. She blushed and mouthed a “Thank you”, her nervousness keeping her from being more forward than that.

“Sorry, Naela. If it makes you feel better that dive for the frisbee looked cool,” Boyd added as they got closer. She chuckled, feeling a bit better.

“I was getting hungry anyways. I volunteer the boys to go get us food while we sunbathe!” Joanna cheered as she took Naela’s wrist and began walking back toward their umbrella. Pedro and Boyd looked at eachother, then the girls, seeing them smiling at eachother as they walked away. Who were they to say no to them?

“Sooo,” Joanna began expectantly as she plopped down on her own towel next to Naela. She turned, giving her a puzzled look.

“So what?” Naela asked, chuckling.

“So you and Pedro!” Naela instantly rolled her eyes.

“Ugh, don’t remind me. I can’t believe what Mike did wasn’t technically illegal.”

Joanna shook her head, “No, sweetie, you and Pedro. I see the way he looks at you.”

“Yeah, but we’re just acting then.” She replied, a little quieter now, feeling unsure. “Plus, I have a boyfriend, and Pedro knows that.

Joanna shook her head. “Sure, he knows. I just don’t think he cares,” she teased in a melodic tone. She giggled and let her head fall back, laying flat. “Just my professional opinion.”

“Oh, is it now?” Naela played along, laughing with her.

A while later, the boys returned with two boxes of pizza. (pretend there’s a pizza place here i couldn’t find one in my research) Joanna clapped her hands together as she sat up and made room for Boyd on her towel. Naela did the same for Pedro and they all gathered around the pizza boxes.

“Oh, wait!” Joanna perked up, jumping to her feet to get her bag. The group laughed as she pulled a bottle of white wine out of her bag.

“Perfecto, Joanna!” Pedro smiled and immediately reached out, offering to open it. She oblidged and Naela watched as Pedro put the cork in between his teeth. She noticed the familiar flutter in her stomach as she saw him use the trick she taught him and pulled the coke out with ease. He passed the bottle to her first for a drink. She blushed as she took it in her hands and took a casual swig before passing it on. Boyd had already opened the box and started on his first slice, so Naela followed suit.

Her first bite took her back to being a kid at the pool and being starving after swimming for so long. Then taking the heaviest nap of her life.

After a few moments of silence as they stuffed their faces, Boyd was full and took out a pack of cigarettes, offering one to Pedro, who accepted graciously. Naela watched as he put the stick between his lips and flicked his silver lighter, burning the tip with the flame. His brow furrowed, making for a tempting focused expression. He pulled gently on it as he pocketed his lighter. He exhaled and finally turned to face her, purposefully aiming the smoke away from her. He smirked and took the cigarette in his two fingers, holding it out to her.

She panicked for a second, unsure of what she should do. Before they could notice, she took it in her fingers and brought it up to her plump and soft lips. She inhaled slightly before immediately spitting the smoke out and handing it back to Pedro.

“Yuck,” she admitted. Joanna passed her to bottle as the boys chuckled. She took a generous sip to clear the taste out of her mouth. “I prefer weed,” she added. At this, the other three burst into laughter.

Looking at them, Naela felt special. She felt comfortable, safe. Especially with Pedro.

Ding! Naela felt her phone buzz as it lie next to her on the beach towel. The group’s chatter ceased as she reached for her phone.

Josh: Call me please.

“Oh, I’m gonna make a phone call real quick.” Naela said quietly as she looked down at her phone.

“No worries. Everything okay?” Pedro asked, meeting her eye with a concerned look as she stood up.

“Yeah, it’s fine, I’ll just be a second.” She mustered up a smile as she began stepping away. He nodded, mirroring her expression. Once she was a few feet away, she instantly dialed her boyfriends phone number. It only took two rings for him to answer.

“Hello?” He answered casually. Did you not just tell me to call you?

“Hey, you said to call you…” she trailed off apprehensively.

“Yeah, I just wanted to see what you were doing. You’re off today, right?” She really couldn’t tell if he was angry or not.

“Yeah, we’re doing group bonding stuff today—“

“Group bonding? Like what?”

“Oh, we’re just at the beach right now, we were playing some games but we took a break to eat.” Please don’t be mad about the swimsuits.

“Okay…sounds fun….well, what I really wanted to call and say was I’m sorry. I overreacted. I looked up some stuff about PR relationships and how they filmed intimate scenes and…yeah, I’m sorry. This is just part of your job.” Naela didn’t realize it at the time but getting the smallest ounce of bare minimum from him made her feel incredible. All he had to do was be nice to her and she would be fawning over him in a matter of seconds.

“Oh, it’s okay,” she responded, feeling a huge weight lift off of her shoulders.

“Thank you, baby. Just remember to call me when you can, okay? I love you.”

“Okay. I love you too.”

Maybe everything was turning out exactly as it was supposed to.

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