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tasteracha · 11 months ago

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a/n: my comeback in the form of a disorganized half silly half poetic felix. thing. inspired by him looking divine enough to lick after walking the runway.

warnings: lix is a little mean and condescending, fem!reader

your lips are on his before he makes it through the door, a sweet smell from the roses crushed between the two of you erupting into the room. you’d been all but waiting at the door since he left for paris, too busy with work and life to take him up on his invitation to join him, though it hurt more than it should have to see him there without you.

“you looked so good, still do, oh my god,” you say against his lips, kisses complimenting every word.

“thank you, darling,” he pulls away to set the flowers down, and there’s so many. what were you even going to do with all of that? a problem for later, you decide, instead prioritizing entering his personal space once again.

you take his face in your hands, gentle as to not smear the careful swipes of makeup there - that would be a task for later. it seemed like he didn’t have the opportunity to change and shower before he came home to you, and in your head it had more to do with his desire to see you than the timing of his flight following the after party. you take in the browns brushed across his eyelids, the gentle flush of blush highlighting his cheekbone, the shininess of his eyes as he lets your eyes feast on the delicacy of his features. he’s dressed smartly in a crisp white button-up shirt and high-waisted black slacks that sat around his waist and curved perfectly around his ass. you brush one hand through his wavy, iridescent hair and it’s so feather soft that you can barely feel it passing through your fingers. specks of glitter fall out of it like angel dust and the urge to call him pretty passes through the forefront of your thoughts. you don’t think you will ever get tired of telling him how beautiful he is.

“never cut your hair again,” you demand, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck and twirling the strands between your fingertips. “you look like an angel, lix.”

“okay,” he grins, nuzzling his hand into your palm. “you might have to work it out with the stylists on that, though.”

“i’ll fight them with my bare hands,” you’re completely serious, and fondness takes over his features when he sees the sharpening of your brow and the set of your mouth. “if they bring a pair of scissors near you they’ll face my wrath.”

“down, baby,” he chuckles and removes your hands from his face, holding them in his and keeping you close. “let me get out of these clothes and i’ll let you tell me all about how you’re going to dismantle the stylist empire, alright?”

“no,” you whine, and you’re almost embarrassed at how needy you sound. you were desperate for him, sure, but you weren’t a child. “wanna stare at you forever. everyone else got you for so long, now you’re mine.”

“i’m yours,” he echoes, love and affection dripping off of his words like syrup. “but in five minutes, i’ll be yours but wearing a hoodie. how does that sound?”

“fine,” you relent, releasing him completely so he could scamper away at the chance he was given. he was smart like that.

five minutes, he had said. it took you about one and a half to lose patience and pad over to the bedroom. the door was open, all thoughts of privacy gone after you had reached the first year of your relationship.

you find him in his boxers, wiping his shoulders with a damp towel and you pounce, trapping him underneath you on the bed. your hips are lined up with his from where you’re straddling him and you can feel his cock jump with interest against your core.

“this is surprising,” he starts, and you have snark waiting on your tongue about how he should have expected this before he continues. “i thought you would have come in earlier, at least i had time to get undressed.”

“lix, you’re just so beautiful,” embarrassment rushes to your cheeks as you duck your head, ashamed and delighted at having your desperation for him verbalized like this. “can you blame me for wanting you?”

“of course not, darling,” he soothes you with fingertips to your forehead, brushing off tufts of hair that fall back into place right after. “i want you just as much.”

“good,” you grind down on him, savoring how he hisses at the contact. you get a moment of satisfaction before he switches, flipping the both of you over in one practiced move. you end up beneath him, your wrists pinned over your head and his thigh wedged between yours.

“but i think you may benefit from learning a bit of patience, hmm?” he ghosts his lips over your cheek, running the top of his nose against yours. his hands leave your hands to wander over your sides, running up the hem of your shirt and towards your breasts; you weren’t wearing a bra, so he had easy access to your nipples and he took full advantage of this.

the sensation isn’t enough, heat already pulsing in your core at just the look of him. you try to buck your hips up against his thigh but the angle is all off and you give up in frustration after a few attempts. you hated and loved when he got like this - teasing, controlling, edging on condescending. it was so unlike him in any other way that it sent sparks of excitement tingling up your spine.

“giving up so easily?” he smirks, and even that is soft around the edges in a confusingly adorable way. you never know what he wanted, and that made it even more fun. did he want you to act desperate or be patient?

you voiced as such, and he tutted and moved to get off of you with a shake of his head. his hands leave your shirt and you grasp for him, nails scrabbling against his bare chest and leaving lines of red in their wake. he pauses, leaning over you like a fallen deity and you almost falter, but the need to get one over on him wins over.

“if you don’t touch me, i’ll just do it myself,” you reach one of your hands towards your shorts, fully intending to go through with your word. it wasn’t much of a threat, but you knew it would work on him. or well, you hoped it would.

“but darling, i am touching you,” he moves his thigh, still flush between your legs and you jolt. of course he would get the angle right. “you’re this worked up and you haven’t even told me what you wanted from me yet.”

“you know what i want,” you mumble, fire rushing to your cheeks again at having been outsmarted by him again. you should be used to this by now, but it ignites feelings inside of you as if they were the first time you were experiencing them, time and time again.

“i want to hear you say it,” he purrs, falling back against you and pressing a soft kiss to your jaw. “i want to hear how badly you want me. i want to know what you were thinking about when you were touching yourself while i was gone.”

you want to deny his words, want to tell him that you didn’t think of him at all, but you knew he would see right through you. you loved him with every aching beat of your swollen heart, you couldn’t deny anything even if it was just to keep up the dynamic he had started.

“i thought of you inside of me,” he pinches your side and compliments it with a nip to the shell of your ear, his breath hot on your skin. not good enough, he says with his actions. “nothing else feels like you. i couldn’t finish without you- ah.”

your breath is pushed out of your chest as he begins to kiss down your neck, his lips finding every sensitive spot on your skin like he was tracing a line that he had drawn on you.

“t-thought about the first time we had sex, when i knew i wouldn’t fuck anyone else for the rest of my life,” you might have been laying it on a little thick, but you knew he would fall for it. he might have teased you for being possessive, but he returned every inch with a mile, even if he was better at hiding it. he groans against you, tightening the hold he had around your waist, and you knew you had him.

“flatterer,” he says, less of a tease and more of a statement. he rewards your efforts by slipping his hand into your shorts, rubbing at your pussy through your panties. you had a second to worry about the wetness that had been collecting there, but it fizzled out with the pressure of his fingertips.

“wanted you to be here, to keep me full all day,” you were babbling now, saying anything to keep him going. as slow as he was being, you had no doubt that he would walk away just to keep up the act he had put on tonight. he was stronger than you in that way, one step ahead just by sheer force of will. “was hearing your voice in my head, telling me how good i was, how good you felt.”

“my darling is always good,” he murmurs, pushing aside your panties to slide his fingers against your clit. you never understood how a man who couldn’t tell the difference between a fruit and a vegetable was such an expert in your anatomy, but you weren’t one to complain, at least not about that. “even when you’re being a brat, you’re good.”

too soon, he removes his fingers from your core, wiping them against your shorts and shushing you when you open your mouth in protest.

“i’m not going anywhere,” he assures, staying close as he kneels over you. “just let me get you undressed, unless you want to stay like that?”

“dick,” you narrow your eyes, “i’m not going to answer that.”

“do you want my dick or am i a dick?” he pauses his hands, shorts and panties halfway down your thigh from where he had pulled them and you huff out a laugh.

“you’re hilarious,” you deadpan, kicking your foot to urge him to keep going as you lift your shirt off to quicken the process. you needed his dick inside of you like, yesterday. preferably.

he pulls off his own briefs and they float to join yours on the floor and you can finally see his cock, half hard and pink and flushed and perfect.

god, everything about him was perfect.

you spread your legs a bit, smiling when his hungry eyes land on your pussy, now fully on display. you could see the fight in him fizzling out; for all his talk, he was apart from you for so long, and as strong of a man he was everyone had a weakness.

he crawls back over you, stroking himself until he’s fully hard and leaking. he braces himself with one hand by your head, the veins on his arm popping at the exertion of keeping himself held up, the other hand guiding his cock into your folds to swipe against the wetness that had built up there.

“c’mon, lix,” you turn your head to press a kiss to his wrist, the delicate flesh feeling fever hot against your lips, and you can feel him trembling. “i’ve unintentionally edged myself for days, take me.”

“what did i say about patience?” he grunts out, but there is no bite in his words and despite their implication he presses the head of his cock against your hole.

you can’t help but tense up in excitement, the one thing you’d been craving for several nights finally within your grasp. he ducks his head to kiss you, mumbling a relax, baby against your lips and at once your body melts into the mattress.

when he finally slides into you it’s like coming home, the feeling of two imperfect pieces slotting together to create a masterpiece. everything else in the world fades away and it’s just him, the feeling of him inside of you and on top of you, his face taking over your vision and his scent invading your nostrils like a drug.

on another day he might have spent hours taking you apart with his mouth, teasing you with his fingers in ghosted touches and playful dancing. on another day he may have prolonged the game, made you recite every single thing you wanted him to do to you before doing it. but today, he stays like this for a moment, buried inside of you and panting into your neck, savoring the feeling of your tight heat around his aching cock. when he starts moving it’s like fireworks are bursting beneath your eyelids, sparks shooting out every time he hits your spot.

you try to match his thrusts with your hips, lifting up to meet him halfway, but you end up exhausted after just a few moments. his movements were getting more intense, quicker and harder until he was fucking into you without abandon and you couldn’t keep up even if you wanted to. this is what you were waiting for, the wildness of his body and the sharp possessiveness glinting in his eyes, the teeth he bared before sinking them into your neck and the harsh grip he kept on your waist.

you both finish fast, but what else could one expect from two beings completely obsessed with each other? time was fickle in the face of the two of you together, every minute felt like an hour. and besides, now that he was home you could do this over and over.

he fucks you through your orgasm, whispering i love you’s and my darling’s into you as he follows you soon after. he ends up collapsing against you for a moment, and the breath you lose is worth you feeling his chest heaving with exerted breaths and the way he nuzzles into whatever patch of your skin he can find.

“lix,” you mutter out, totally spent even though this may have been the tamest sex the two of you have had in a long while.

“hmm?” he scootches over to the side and gathers you in his arms, holding you like you’re something precious.

“do you still want to teach me about patience?”

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irazai · 3 months ago

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. . . (🍷) ֶָ֢ 𔓘 I WANNA BE YOUR FAVORITE, THE STAR OF YOUR EYES ; a nakahara chuuya fic.❞

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . bahahaha. smut.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍷 ꒱ . . . tw ; nsfw, getting it from behind, anxiety and fear of replacement, um semi public in a sense?, angst if you wanna.

suffocating.

the walls feel as if they will crush you and the floor looks like it'll crumble beneath your feet to let you fall for eternity into your own mind filled with doubts and insecurities.

have you ever been someone's favorite yet at the same time never had the position secured only for you as you know there exists many others who are better then you and who can take your position from you with ease?

this is how you feel as you fist your palms yet keep them placed on top of your lap while your makeup artist scanned your face to see if you needed any more touchups or make up done before your shoot starts ; a lingere shoot.

and you tried to focus on preparing yourself to put on a good show for your dear photographer yet how can you when the other staff talked not so discreetly about him? how they mindlessly blabbered about him being a gentleman to one of the other models he was shooting with some days ago where he had helped comfort her as she got overwhelmed due to lord knows what.

it irritates you.

you are his favorite, not that random model who needed comfort and he offered.

yet it irritates you more on how you are letting the harmless gossips of the staff get to you.

you were about to get lost in your thoughts again had it not been for the staff immediately straightening themselves and getting back to doing their respective tasks. he was here.

he had to be. you knew since you've worked many times with him before and every time he stepped inside the studio, the casual air would shift into a more professional one as everyone tried to impress him directly or indirectly.

"is she here yet?" the steady and calm voice which flows like ocean waves yet has a firm undertone reached your ears.

you immediately perked up as you looked at your makeup artist and made sure she was done with you and seeing how eager you looked, your makeup artist sighed before she smiled. your makeup artist nearly laughed at how eagerly you hopped off from the chair, fixing your robe while you rushed towards the camera setup as you are sure he will be there.

there he was.

you slowed down as you grow self conscious and try to adjust your hair even if there was no need to due to as you just got your hair and makeup done almost ten or less minutes ago.

you felt yourself grow timid as you stare at his back. he wore a maroon shirt tucked in black slacks which only seemed to flaunt his small waist.

"nakahara." you softly called as you stood behind him and the man turned to face you, his face immediately brightened at the sight of you.

"my angel. how are you?" chuuya asked and his tone from before lost the authority and firmness, rather he addressed you softly yet you did not reply. your jealousy taking lead and acting for you instead.

"do i look good for you nakahara?" you nearly purr as you step towards the renowned photographer, hugging his arms so your breasts could push against his arm while you did so. you looked up at him with half lidded eyes and moistened your bottom lip with your tongue.

chuuya looked down at you at this question even if he already knew what his answer was going to be, he was not going to let an excuse of checking you out again go to waste. he deemed himself to be quite a opportunist after all.

the way the white thin lingerie hugged your body and flaunted your curves, the way your revealed skin begged him to mark it with his mouth and the way you seductively looked up at him with half lidded eyes -- it all reminded chuuya of how hard it is to control himself from pouncing at you right now.

he is a professional and so are you. the renowned photographer who is sought after the most in the industry and who has made a name and a empire for himself so big, that even with just the sound of his name ; brands and models drop to their knees as they wish for him to handle them.

though what king did not get swayed by a seductress?

no matter how big his empire is, how big his ego and professionalism are, he always found himself bowing down to you ; the little darling who was known in whispers to be his favorite, his treatment towards you being revealed to the others in the industry in secrets.

"divine. like an angel but that's what you are. aren't you angel?" chuuya smiled down at you as he carassed your chin with his knuckles and the way you gulped!

oh, no angel who fell for the devil had experienced a graceful fall from the heaven!

but they say below the heaven is hell anyway and if chuuya is the one who promises to catch you in his arms when you fall, who even cares about the impact?

"oh angel." chuuya breathed out as he looked at you when you smiled, leaning down to kiss your cheek in what would be a friendly gesture but when he leaned up and stared at you so intensely, you knew it was far more then a friendly gesture.

you stare at him after finding him doing so to you as you cannot look away or rather it's as if you don't want to look away, staring into his eyes. you wondered if he shows the same fondness to other models he gets along with though you hope he doesn't.

the small staring contest you two held had come to a halt when one of the staff member yelled and informed you two that the photoshoot will start soon.

"gonna shine like you always do, right angel?" chuuya asked and you nodded. he seemed satisfied with the reaction as he smiled and patted your cheek before he walked past you to meet with the staff and greet them.

you stood for a few moments in absolute stillness and wondered why he made your heart beat in excitement to the point you forgot the reason you rushed to meet him ; to ask him about the incident with the other model a few days ago.

you sigh and turn around to walk towards the set for the photoshoot. you stop as you stand next to chuuya who was busy giving instructions to the photographer who will be his assistant for the entire time, it looks like you won't be getting to converse with him anytime soon.

you look at chuuya before looking ahead at the set which consisted of a king sized bed covered by grey silk bedsheets and curtains behind the bed which were the same grey as that of the bedsheets, the colors were chosen by chuuya himself as he kept you in mind the entire time while he was planning for this project.

that should have been enough to tell you of his fondness towards you but unfortunately it isn't.

"take your position." chuuya ordered and you nodded, immediately sitting on the bed and feeling the cold bedsheets below you which provided a comfortable and soothing sensation when they touched your skin.

chuuya watched with great interest when you placed your palm flat on the bedsheet to let the coolness of it travel all over your palm. he licked his lips when you looked at him and waited for his instructions.

"take it off." his demand sounded lewd enough to make you gulp. you looked around to see if anyone else noticed it but you concluded that it must've sounded normal to others as they didn't have chuuya staring down at them with a glare, looking so focused.

you slowly raise your hands to hook them around the lacey thin robe and you slowly push it down till one side hanged by your elbow.

"good, give me a good pose now." chuuya told as he immediately got ready to click a picture upon getting the desired pose he was imagining. you saw the staff behind him adjusting the light on top of you and you titled your head back a bit, staring at the camera -- no, staring behind the camera at chuuya -- with half lidded eyes.

you heard him mutter some praises but you were more focused on focusing the way he bit down on his bottom lip while clicking pictures. he looked up again and nodded as to tell you to strike a new pose now.

you feel a bit more calm now at his praise and at how he approved of your poses, looking behind him to see some of the staff members as you hoped they heard him and realised you are his favorite but they weren't even looking at you. rather at the screen which displayed your photo taken and they discussed if this is good enough or does it need to be retaken, deciding on the former.

you remove the robe completely, sitting on the silk bed in the white lingere. you climb and take your position on the middle of the bed, sitting on your knees as you cover one of your breasts with your hand in a sensual way yet chuuya pursed his lips, he didn't seem satisfied.

"angel. you can do better then this." his words may have been soft but they still made your heart thumb loudly in your chest in panick, what if he stops favoring you now? does he think you are getting too cocky and not giving it your hundred percent in shoots anymore?

you quickly think of a new pose and straighten your shoulders as you stop covering your breast and rather use that hand to place it on the mattress as some kind of leverage. you lean forwards on on hand as you smile seductively at the camera.

chuuya hummed as he nodded in approval as he began to click a few shots of you again before he told you to change your pose again though you can't help but look at the staff as you see one of them leaning towards the other, are they going to talk about chuuya and that model again?

this time, you leaned back on both of your arms as you spread your legs a bit and you saw chuuya leaning to the side to look at you from behind the camera again, "spread your legs more."

again, you felt yourself getting a bit too excited and bothered at his instruction. you spread your legs apart more but chuuya didn't stop looking at you as if he was searching for some kind of error, when he found it, he approached you and crawled on the bed.

with his knees near your calves, chuuya leaned towards you and adjusted the waistband of your panties. chuuya took this chance to whisper, "you look a bit out of it angel. everything okay?"

you wanted to nod and say everything is fine to see pride flashing in his eyes at how professional you are, you want him to feel proud at you being his favorite yet none of your thoughts become a reality as you shake your head.

chuuya sighs, "knew it. angel eyes, do you want a break? or perhaps it's the staff bothering you?"

chuuya assumed as he had seen the way your eyes would fall on the different staff members every time as you tried to prove your point to them, a point which chuuya isn't completely a stranger to as the man knew of your intense liking to being complimented, especially by him.

you look down to see your hands grabbing the silk bedsheet anxiously as you do not like the small frown on his face while he thought of a solution. though chuuya sensed your sudden melancholy and patted your head, muttering, "don't worry. it's okay. would you perhaps be fine with doing a personal photoshoot with only me or do you want a break?"

you pondered for a while on both the options and settled on the former one. chuuya looked a bit doubtful at your decision but didn't bother speaking out his opinion. he nodded and turned back to signal the staff to leave, even the men who were controlling and adjusting the lights were told to leave. it will be hard for one person to manage everything but when it comes to his work, chuuya can go great and deadly lengths for it.

once he made sure the last staff member left, he walked over to lock the door before he approached you again and sat on the edge of the bed. he sighed before looking at you over his shoulder,

"what's wrong? you are oddly disappointing today angel." chuuya's words stick deep within your soul and wound your heart. you part your lips to speak but no sound leaves your mouth and seeing you in this state, chuuya tsked.

he grabbed your ankle and pulled you closer, turning his body so you would be caged between the mattress and his body.

"what's wrong? i won't ask this again angel. you are really disappointing me because i know you can do better then this half assed shit." chuuya nearly growled as he grabbed your chin with his lithe fingers, his fingers were rough and so was his grip on your chin though that only made you release a shuddering breath.

"you know what you do nakahara. making women fall at your feet and relishing as you know women will spread their legs for you at one comment." you whisper out and chuuya tilted his head as he chose to stare at you for a while before he spoke again.

he might need to motivate you it seems.

"yeah? let's test it." chuuya smirked as he nudged at your thigh with his knee. "spread your legs f'me angel."

he ordered. taking a shaky breath, you slowly part your legs to let him see the damp spot on the panties and chuuya tsked.

"you got this wet by my voice alone?" chuuya mocked. the shame you felt from his words only aroused you more.

"angel you ruined the lingere." he cooed mockingly and pushed his leg towards your pussy and watched how you rocked forwards to feel his knee press against your clit or folds and chuuya sniggered at the pathetic sight. yet he oddly found it alluring.

"nakahara please." you nearly whined out as you support yourself on your arms, leaning near him and wll chuuya did to let you know that he heard your pleas was to pull back his knee before he pushed it against your crotch again.

you let out a loud gasp as your hands desperately grabbed his collar to pull him down and slam your lips against his and with the way chuuya wrapped his arms around the underside of your thighs, it seemed that he is pleased with your action.

chuuya grabs the fat of your ass and turned you around so he would be sitting on the mattress and you would be on your knees, between his legs. you were still tightly holding his collar as you titled your head and moved your lips against his. chuuya's hands came to wrap around your waist and he played with the waistband of your panties while he kissed you.

one of chuuya's hand grabbed your jaw to tilt your head better as he pecked your lips a few times before parting his lips to let his tongue enter your mouth, he licked the roof of your mouth which made you squirm and then began to push his tongue against your own.

his other hand slipped inside your panties and grabbed your ass, squeezing it. he let out a low hum of approval.

you pulled back from the kiss as a string of saliva connected your lips with his. chuuya didn't let you move back much as he grabbed your nape to keep you within close proximity -- the tip of your nose bumping into his -- and he whispered out,

"were you feeling a bit bothered angel face? hm?" chuuya asked in a soft tone as he rubbed your throat with his fingers (as he was holding you in place by your nape). you wanted to shake your head -- you are bothered but not for the reason he had been thinking of -- but you couldn't as chuuya's hand (the one groping your ass) slided lower to feel at the wetness dripping out of your slit.

the tip of his index finger hovered above your slit and he forced you to move down by using your nape to control you. you pant as you feel his finger enter inside you, the strech of his finger on your walls burned as you didn't have enough wetness to ensure his smooth entrance.

"it's okay angel." chuuya whispered, he had noticed your eyebrows furrow in pain and he stopped gripping on your nape to place his palm against your hip, he rubbed your hip in comforting circles as he waited for a bit before he began to pull his finger out of your cunt, pushing it back in.

his hand left your hip to grab your ass again and he pushed you down to spread your legs even more as he gently thrusted in and out with only one finger. afraid of someone finding out if he did use more due to the moans his two fingers will emit from you.

"sir --" the voice of his assistant made chuuya to immediately pull his finger out of you and you quickly moved away from him.

"what?" even you nearly flinched at the low growl that emitted from his throat so you couldnt even imagine how his assistant, the one at whom this angry tone is directed at, must've felt.

chuuya hissed through his nose and looked at you as he sat at the edge of the bed now. he mumbled a curse under his breath along with complaints of his perfect time getting intrupted. he got off from the bed but approached you. he placed his hand against your thigh and leaned down while he used his other hand to lift your chin up, kissing you softly and ordered, "don't make any noise. and wait."

you nodded and he patted your cheek. as he stood up, you saw the evident bulge forming in his pants and you let out a breathless chuckle as you fall behind on the silk bedsheets, this man will be the death of you.

as you wore your robe again incase the staff decided to enter, you made out somewhat of chuuya's conversation with his assistant.

his assistant informed him of a new project with the same model who he has baseless rumors with and you grab at the lacey fabric of your robe, jealous of how often you hear her name whenever it has something to do with chuuya.

chuuya uttered some words which you didn't hear as you are too deep in your inner turmoil to care for your surroundings. though if you did, you would have seen how hard it was for chuuya to conceal his eagerness.

"i need some time alone with angel face over here. take this," chuuya handed his credit card to his assistant a bit too hurriedly as he lowly added in a tone which could be perceived as a partial threat while he leaned near him so his words could be heard loud and clear,

"try to keep everyone out for atleast half an hour and if anyone comes back before the half hour had passed --" chuuya grabbed his manager's wrist to pull him closer to him as he whispered, " -- then not only will you loose your job and won't be able to work anywhere in this industry but i'll also make sure no one from your family can as well. you understand right?"

chuuya leaned back a bit to raise his eyebrows, watching his assistant nodding frantically created some kind of satisfaction deep in his heart. chuuya nodded and with a hum, dismissed the manager and he waited by the door after closing it again.

he waited.

for approximately ten minutes till all the staff left. he turned around with a sigh yet immediately grinned as he watched you saunter towards him as you swayed your hips from side to side while doing so, as if forcing chuuya to acknowledge you and your body now that there isn't any other soul left here.

"angel what's wrong?" chuuya smirked as he asked, watching you stop infront of him as you take off your robe and let it fall by your feet.

"am i your favorite chuuya?" you ask the question that had left a bitter taste on your mouth as they hanged from the tip of your tongue and slipped down only now. you watched chuuya gulp as he had a difficult time in deciding whether to look at your body or your eyes which watched him with a certain nervousness.

a certain nervousness of being replaced.

"of course you are angel, any doubts?" chuuya voice is soft and perhaps this is why you were so lost in it, not realizing when the man took a step closer to you and placed his hands on the waistband of your panties.

"what's troubling your pretty mind angel?" he spoke next to your ear while his hands laid flat against your sides, one of them slided down to caress your hip.

his voice had been so soft and comforting, so gentle that you immediately began to spill your troubles and sadness as you narrated the torturous conversation the staff was having regarding him and the model he offered a bit of humanity to some days ago and of your doubts and fear of being replaced, of him finding it way more fun and pleasurable to work with her and forgetting you and what not.

you spoke so nervously and in such a shaky voice that it made chuuya pout a bit as he continued to listen to you, nodding every few seconds to let you know he was listening attentively. he felt pity and sympathy bubbling in his heart.

he sighed when you finished and raised his other hand to cup your cheek, pulling you closer to him, "such a little angel and such big fears she has." chuuya pouted some more as he pecked your cheeks a few times.

"of course you are my favorite angel, no one else. angel face, how can you even think that someone else can ever take your place huh?" chuuya asked softly as he pulled your face towards his to peck your nose and you wrapped your arms around his neck. "you know no one will amaze me the way you do, right?"

chuuya wrapped his arms around your waist and turned you two around to press your back against the door and he leaned down to kiss your collarbone. "gonna show you just how much i love my favorite angel. my only angel."

chuuya leaned up to peck your cheek and from there his kisses traveled towards your ear. he kissed your earlobe and then gently bit on your ear shell. his hands slided down your sides and rested on your hips, he digged his nails into your hips and used the grip to turn your around. he immediately stepped forwards to press himself against your ass while his hands moved up to hook under the waistline of your panties and he slowly pulled them down, your panties bunched around your knees.

the cold air of the air conditioners hits your bare and wet cunt, it made you shiver but you shivered more when you felt chuuya's hand slide down and push your folds apart as if to make you more vulnerable to the cold air.

"nakahara don't tease. give it to me. you don't know how hard it was for me to sit here and listen to people talk about someone else being your favorite."

"you say it's hard for you yet with the way you --" chuuya slapped your cunt, you jolted but soon calmed down when you heard him unbuckle his belt and pull down his zipper. "-- kept on teasing me says otherwise. but this is why you are my favorite, right? you know how to keep me on my toes for you angel."

chuuya whispered next to your ear before he backed away a bit to take his cock in his hand, he began to stroke himself to get himself more hard so it would be easier to penetrate inside you. he gather a glob of saliva and spitted on his dick as he knew your natural wetness isn't enough lube to enter you without you feeling the burn of his dick stretching his walls.

"tell me i am your favorite again nakahara." you nearly purr out as you wiggle your ass, eager for him to enter. his words served as a confirmation for you to continue acting the way you do with him without worrying about any unnecessary consequences as he made it clear that he likes it. and chuuya laughed softly as he wrapped his arms around your stomach to pull you closer.

"you are my favorite angel face. now bend for me." he hummed as you placed your palms against the door while bending down and with his other hand, he slowly inched his dick closer to your slit. he pulled his hand -- the one wrapped around your stomach -- back and placed it on your back to make you bend more and arch your back.

his teased you by inserting only his tip inside and he pulled that back quickly too, to watch you whine as you look back at him with a pout. you pushed your hips back as you wiggled your ass. chuuya chuckled at your eagerness but he would be lying if he said he wasn't feeling the same and so, he quickly positioned himself at your entrance once again and entered you slowly, letting out a low groan while doing so as your walls seemed to restrict his movements.

he slowly pushed himself deeper till he was bottomed out in you, he allowed you to get used to his familiar stretch. you relaxed soon and moved your hips slightly back to let him know he could move.

there is no time to talk and for foreplay or anything as none of you know when someone from the staff may enter so everything needs to be done quickly but luckily for you, chuuya always had a liking for quickies.

both of chuuya's hands rested on your hips as he pulled your ass up a bit, slowly beginning to pull out and push in his dick due to the lack of lubrication. this wasn't a problem for long as arousal dripped out of you and past his dick at his slow thrusts.

chuuya sighed in relief at this and began to pick up his pace. his fingers pinched the skin of your hips as he gripped them hard. he gradually quickened his pace even more, each thrust making your body jolt forwards. your palms began to get sweaty and nearly slided off the door but chuuya leaned in, he pulled you closer by wrapping an arm around your stomach again.

chuuya looked down to see you biting your lips as to not let your moans spill out and he grinned, he raised his other hand to push you down even more, then he grabbed the back of your thigh and pushed your leg apart as much as he can in this position.

the tip of chuuya's dick rubbed against that one gummy spot, he knew it by the way your breathing came out in quick pants and so he didn't pull back. rather, he tried to push himself deeper into you and moved his hips up and down to rub the head of his dick against your spot. it made your jaw slack open as you let out wheezes and pants.

"everytime you crumble like this in my arms, i can't help but shiver. don't you see how hooked you have me around your little fingers?" chuuya rasped out as he felt his hips twitch, the rubbing of his dick made your walls contract around his length, so even the slightest push and pull felt really good.

you did not speak, your head lowered as you closed your eyes and grabbed his strong arm wrapped around your stomach. you raised his arm towards your neck and chuuya got the hint, he immediately grabbed your nape and pulled you back to let your head rest on his shoulder as he thrusted in and out at a fast pace again and switched it with thrusting till he is bottomed out in you, moving his hips up and down to rub his dick against your g-spot.

chuuya looked down to see your fucked out expression, your eyes were closed and lips were parted to let out silent gasps and pants while a bit of your makeup began to get ruined due to the way you two kissed. the consequence of the kiss stayed in the form of your lipstick smudged all over your mouth.

chuuya dipped his head low to suck at the spot where your ear connected with your neck with an intent to leave a hickey on your skin.

"nakahara. nakahara please make me cum. wanna cum -- only for you and by you." you cry out quietly, your voice came out as a bit raspy and breathless, this made chuuya to gulp as his sucking intensified.

chuuya's other hand came to rest at your thigh, he pushed you back using your thigh and thrusted in again. when his dick touched your g-spot and he began to rub the tip against it again, your breathing went violent. chuuya raised his head, he kissed your nape before he nibbled at a small portion, sucking on it.

he pushed your thigh deeper, his dick abused your spot more frequently. the forces made the knot in your stomach and lower abdomen to tighten. your walls contracted even more against his length, you whined out his name and a feeling of glee traveled down chuuya's chest and towards his stomach, passing by his lower abdomen and in its journey, it pulled down on one end of the knot and said knot snapped.

you jolted a bit as thick and warm ropes of white painted your walls like the waves of a tsunami, chuuya breathed hard and quickly through his nose behind you yet didn't once stop sucking on your nape till he made sure it left a stubborn hickey which won't come off for atleast a few days.

your walls felt warm and sticky yet there was no fear of getting impregnated as you always make sure to take birth control pills, knowing of chuuya's habit of liking to finish inside you -- whether raw or not.

the sticky feeling due to his cum and how he clumsily thrusted in you to ride off his high felt hot, the sudden attractiveness of hearing chuuya grunt isn't new to you yet this is what pulled on your knot and made you cum.

chuuya rested his forehead against your nape, he thrusted in you slowly and lazily till you stopped shaking. he slowly pulled out and looked down to see both of your cums mixing and dripping down your thighs.

"what a pretty sight you are angel." chuuya breathed out and turned you around, he cupped your jaw and tilted your head up to peck your lips. he worked quietly yet it didn't feel shameful to watch him clean you and the floor as your and his cum dripped down on the floor. he had ordered his assistant to get you the same piece of lingere with a excuse that he accidentally tore the one you are wearing now while adjusting your pose, telling he would pay for the 'damage' he inflicted on the one you are wearing now.

"you really are my favorite though." chuuya told softly as he sat on the edge of the bed, next to you. you nodded as you smiled, crawling towards him and sitting on his thigh. chuuya smiled and carassed your nape where he left a hickey on you and bumped your nose with his.

"i want to remain as your favorite -- your only favorite." you mumble out as you lean in to peck his lips again, chuuya hummed as he leaned in to kiss you again, "you are the star of my eyes angel. my only pretty angel."

"you know how to use your tongue in many ways and somehow you are a expert in all of them, aren't you nakahara?" you murmur as you lean in to softly kiss him again.

"yeah? let me take you out for dinner tonight angel and i'll show you just how good my tongue is."

"you are asking me out on a date?" you tilt your head with a amused smile, chuuya grinned as he nodded and how could one say no to him under whose steps many bow, hoping he would cast just a few seconds of his attention to them.

and luckily for you, you always sat at the throne chuuya prepared for you himself. always the first and perhaps the only one to get his attention and affection.

"you either say yes or i'll pick you up forcefully and take you out." chuuya nuzzled his nose against your jaw, smiling as you snickered. he pecked the underside of your jaw when you muttered a yes, his hands wrapped around your waist tightly yet gently as he did not want you to get up and get away from his vicinity.

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bullet-clubs-bitch · 24 days ago

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Bad Girls Club

El Phantasmo X Fem Reader

El Phantasmo Masterlist Main Masterlist

Request by @madhatterbri (I took a twist on your original request. I hope you like it!)

Summary: El Phantasmo is the leader of the biggest club in Japan, Bullet Club. One night he stumbles across a Jazz singer named Y/n at his friend's nightclub in Osaka. El Phantasmo knows better than to think of Y/n in any other way than a Jazz singer. The two of them being together would just put her at risk. Especially with the current war going on with Bullet Club's archenemies The United Empire. But what happens when Y/n calls in the middle of the night saying someone broke into her apartment and needs El Phantasmo's help?

Warnings: Murder, Blood, weapons, gore, etc Word Count: 2.5 K

Being in the baddest club in all of Japan came with a lot of perks but there were a few disadvantages that no one was willing to talk about. The thought of settling down scared me. Having someone so close to you let alone a family puts you at risk. Other gangs could and would use anything against you. I was scared my future children would be used as ransom in an attempt to pay for my crimes.

Currently the rest of Bullet Club was away partying in one of the biggest night clubs in all of Tokyo. For once I decided to spend Friday night alone and ended up in a Jazz Club in Osaka. The Jazz club was small, it held about 200 people but there were only about 20. A blond girl stood on the stage singing a song I knew would be stuck in my head for the rest of the weekend. “I’m in love with a dying man, I’m in love with a dying man. I’m in love lying in the sand.” The blond girl wore a short black knit dress with long sleeves. The dress ended just below her ass. She paired the dress with black velvet knee high boots. She swayed elegantly to the track. A song she called Kill Kill. “One…Two….Make it fun. Don’t…Trust…Anyone” The words she whispered in the mic spoke to me. Being the leader of the biggest gang in Japan I knew a thing or two about trusting people. I found myself getting lost in her performance. The way she swayed her hips, the way she looked into my eyes so seductively. I feared I was falling for her tricks. As I went to the bar to grab myself another dirty martini, I ran into a good friend of mine who just so happened to own the Jazz Club. “Hey, Phantasmo, how’s it going?” Tony asked, “I’m doing well Tony, how’s the business doing?” I asked him. “It’s a bit slow but going well, as you can see I have a new act. She’s the best I’ve ever had, sings like an angel” “What’s her name, she’s beautiful?” I asked Tony. “Her name is Y/n but I don’t want you getting any ideas. She’s too young for you” he told me. “How old is she?” “21, far too young for you”

I spoke with Tony a little longer before returning to the private lounge I sat in prior. Tony’s word’s kept replaying in my mind. ‘Don’t get any ideas, she’s too young for you’. Prior to our conversation I wasn’t even thinking about Y/n in that way. I genuinely thought of her as a beautiful young singer. Tony was right, though I didn’t really mind the 15 year age gap going out with Y/n would just put her at risk. I spent the rest of the night enjoying the atmosphere of the club and Y/n’s performance. Before I knew it it was close to 4am and the club was closing. As I began to leave the club Tony came up to me. “Before you go, I want to introduce you to someone. Y/n, this is one of my very good friends El Phantasmo. If you ever need something or find yourself in a sticky situation I want you to give him a call” Tony said. “Hi, I’m Y/n. It’s very nice to finally meet you. I’ve heard alot about you” Y/n said as she reached out her hand to me. I took her hand and instead of shaking it I kissed her knuckles saying “It’s very nice to meet you too. Tony has told me a lot about you as well. You are very talented, did you write all of those songs yourself?” I asked “I’m glad to hear you liked them. I did write and produce them myself” Y/n said blushing. “Like Tony said, if you ever need anything just give me a call. Doesn’t matter the time, place or task I’ll always help out a friend. You better be careful out there Ms. Y/n, there are some real weirdo’s out there” As I said that last sentence to Y/n, I could see the look in her eyes change ever so slightly. Like there was this tension, that she was on edge. Tony had the same look in his eyes. Even with us being friends for over 20 years and him always having such a stone cold expression on his face I always knew when something was up. I mean there had to be or why else would Tony bring Y/n telling her to call me if she was ever in trouble.

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It had been about a week since I last went to the Jazz Club and saw Y/n. During that time a lot had happened. The United Empire, the second-largest gang in Japan and our arch-nemesis were on a killing spree. They went around the streets of Tokyo killing for fun. Their murders were not targeted. They were just killing everyday people just because they could. Y/n was always in the back of my mind. My subconscious told me she was at risk. At risk because she worked in one of the busiest Jazz Clubs in Osaka, at risk because we know each other and at risk because of just how dang beautiful she was. The United Empire was known for doing unspeakable things to young women. It makes me sick even thinking about it. Although I am the leader of the biggest Gang of Japan’s history, my number one rule always has and always will be NO women NO children.

Originally I had planned to visit the Jazz bar this weekend but The United Empire’s tricks had all of my attention. One of our main camps had been compromised. Millions of dollars in cash, weapons and drugs had been stolen. A dozen of my men were killed including one of my best men. I knew war was on the horizon but when the head of one of my best men Gabe arrived at my doorstep I knew the war had just begun.

Currently I lay in my bed thinking of Bullet Club's next actions. I didn’t want to just kill these men. I wanted them to pay for everything they have done over the years. My thoughts were broken when my phone began to ring. An unknown caller could mean one of two things. I just hoped the sharp pain in my gut was wrong. “Hello?” I said as I answered the phone. I heard nothing on the other line except for the sound of glass breaking. “What do you want, it’s nearly 3 o’clock in the morning. I’m not in the mood for any games” I said annoyed. “Mr. Phantasmo?” A voice whispered on the other line. “Who is this?” I asked “It’s Y/n, I need your help” I felt my heart sink. “Y/n?! Where are you, what’s going on?” I asked in a panic. I could hear her faint sobs on the other line. “I need you to take a deep breath Y/n so I can help you. What’s going on?” I asked, slightly more calm this time. “I think my ex boyfriend and his friends just broke into my apartment. They’re ripping apart the place trying to look for me” My mind was going at a rapid pace, I quickly grabbed my gun and hopped in my truck. “Where are you right now in the apartment?” I asked “I’m hiding in the closet in my office. There is a lock on the inside of the door. They can’t open it from the outside” “I’m coming right now to get you Y/n but I need you to stay on the phone with me okay. Where is your apartment?” “It’s a few blocks north of the Jazz Club. Pink palace apartment complex. It’s on Mabel street, apartment 34A” I could hear the voice of men in the background yelling and breaking everything in their path. “Come on out and play Bunny. You can’t hide forever” said one of the men. The voice sounded so familiar but I couldn't seem to put my finger on the thick British accent. The second I stepped into the apartment complex I knew what I was dealing with. ‘Shit’ I thought to myself. I quickly messaged the boys for back up and carefully sneaked into the apartment. I didn’t even want to think about which one of The United Empire boys was Y/n’s ex. It wasn't even important, what was important was that I found Y/n.

The apartment was destroyed. Glasses and plates were shattered on the floor. Clothing and drawers were scattered all over the place. Then all of a sudden I felt my body hit the floor hard. “Oi Bruv, what do you think you’re doing here huh?” That voice I had heard earlier was none other than Will Ospreay. Will had tackled me to the floor, I tried to cover my face from his blows but some crept in. “Where the fuck is Y/n?” I spat at him as I got out of his grip. “Why the fuck do you care Bruv, she’s my girlfriend not yours” he spat back. The two of us fought for what felt like forever, going back and forth with swings at each other. Just then the other members of Bullet Club arrived and had to pry me from Will. David Finlay and Jay White found Y/n while I made sure Will would never mess with her again. I left him in a bloody mess, along with the rest of his men. They were so black and blue not even their own mothers would recognize them. Somewhere missing teeth, I’m pretty sure one of them was dead.

When I saw Y/n she looked terrified. She had a black eye and a busted lip. I held her tightly in my arms as she began to cry. “Don’t worry love, you're safe now. They can’t hurt you” The car ride home was silent. I thanked the boys for the help and took Y/n back to my house. I called up the maid to make sure one of the guest rooms was prepared with clean sheets and a fresh change of clothes to change into. Along with a hot bath so she could rinse off the blood and dirt that was on her skin. “This is where you live?” Y/n asked as we pulled into the house. A security guard met us at the end of the driveway and opened the large gates so I could drive up to the house. “Yes ma’am, I told her” “Your house is huge” she said. The moment we stepped into the home I introduced her to my maid Mrs. Kim. “Mrs. Kim is going to look after you. She’s already prepared a room, some clean clothes and a bath for you” Y/n looked at me like she was a deer in headlights. “Don’t worry, she’s not going to hurt you” I reassured Y/n. Mrs. Kim had been my maid years before Bullet Club became as big as it is. She was one of the few people in this world I actually trusted. I knew she would take good care of Y/n. “Okay Ms, if you follow me I will show you to your room” Mrs. Kim said with a warm smile on her face.

Once Mrs. Kim showed Y/n her room and helped her into the tub she returned to me with a concerned look on her face. “Is everything alright, Mrs. Kim?” I asked. “I know I’m not supposed to ask these kinds of questions, sir. But what happened to that poor girl?” she asked with genuine concern. “She has some pretty bad and deep scars and wounds along with some questionable bruising I think you should see.” Truth be told, I didn’t know what happened to Y/n. I’m not sure if I wanted to know what happened to her. “The only thing I know is that she phoned saying her ex-boyfriend and his friends broke into her apartment. She’s a good girl Mrs. Kim, I have no idea how her supposed ex-boyfriend is Will Ospreay” I explained “Her ex-boyfriend is W- oh hi, Ms. Y/n, have you finished your bath” I looked over to see Y/n wrapped in a big white fluffy Gucci robe. “Why don’t I show you your room for the evening”

Trying to fall asleep was a nightmare. I had so many questions that needed to be answered. How was Y/n involved with The United Empire? Why were they after her? How does her being a singer at Tony's Jazz Club tie into all of this? I thought about giving Tony a call but knew better than to get more people involved in the situation. By now, it was close to 5 o'clock in the morning. It was no use trying to get any rest. I needed to get up in a few hours anyway. An early start would do me well. It would give me some time to wrap my head around everything and plan my next course of action. But just then, I heard a faint knock on my bedroom door. I got up to find Y/n on the other side. “Would it be alright if I spent the night with you? I don’t really want to be alone right now,” Y/n asked. “Of course, darling” I told her, offering her a warm smile. “Thank you, for everything” Y/n said as she climbed into the bed, pulling the large duvet over her. “Anytime, darling. You know I would do anything for you.” The words came out of my mouth so fast I didn’t even have a chance to think about what I was saying before I said it. Before I could say anything I felt Y/n place a delicate kiss on my cheek. “Goodnight,” “Goodnight Y/n”

Something about this felt so wrong. This shouldn't be happening not with this current war. As much as my mind denied it my heart told me I was falling in love with Y/n. I didn't know what the future would hold. For fucks sake I have Will Osprey's ex-girlfriend cuddled up next to me in bed. The words I mistakenly admitted were true. I really would do anything for her and I mean anything.

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hitchell-mope · 2 months ago

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Every episode of nuwho.

Rose

The end of the world

The unquiet dead

Aliens of London

World war three

Dalek

The long game

Father’s Day

The empty child

The doctor dances

Boom town

Bad Wolf

The parting of the ways

The Christmas invasion

New Earth

Tooth and claw

School reunion

The girl in the fireplace

The rise of the Cybermen

The age of steel

The idiots lantern

The impossible planet

The Satan pit

Love and monsters

Fear her

Army of ghosts

Doomsday

The runaway bride

Smith and jones

The Shakespeare code

Gridlocked

Daleks in Manhattan

Evolution of the Daleks

The Lazarus experiment

Human nature

The family of blood

Blink

Utopia

The sound of drums

The last of the time lords

Voyage of the damned

Partners in crime

The fires of Pompeii

Planet of the ood

The Sontaran stratagem

The poison sky

The doctor’s daughter

The unicorn and the wasp

Silence in the library

Forest of the dead

Midnight

Turn left

The stolen Earth

Journey’s end

The next doctor

Planet of the dead

The waters of Mars

The end of time part one

The end of time part two

The eleventh hour

The beast below

Victory of the Daleks

The time of angels

Flesh and stone

The vampires of Venice

Amy’s choice

The hungry earth

Cold blood

Vincent and the doctor

The lodger

The Pandorica opens

The Big Bang

A Christmas Carol

The impossible astronaut

Day of the moon

The curse of the black spot

The doctor’s wife

The rebel flesh

The almost people

A good man goes to war

Let’s kill Hitler.

Night terrors

The girl who waited

The god complex

Closing time

The wedding of River Song

The Doctor, the window and the wardrobe

Asylum of the Daleks

Dinosaurs on a spaceship

A town called mercy

The power of three

The angels take manhattan

The snowmen

The bells of Saint John

The rings of Akhaten

Cold War

Hide

Journey to the center of the tardis

The crimson horror

Nightmare in silver

The name of the doctor

The night of the doctor

The day of the doctor

The time of the doctor

Deep breath

Into the Dalek

Robot of Sherwood

Listen

Time heist

The caretaker

Kill the moon

Mummy on the orient express

Flatline

In the forest of the night

Dark water

Death in heaven

Last. Christmas

The magician’s apprentice

The witch’s familiar

Under the lake

Before the flood

The girl who died

The woman who lived

The Zygon invasion

The Zygon inversion

Sleep no more

Face the Raven

Heaven sent

Hell bent

The husbands of River Song

The return of Doctor Mysterio

The pilot

Smile

Thin ice

Knock, knock

Oxygen

Extremis

The pyramid at the end of the world

The lie of the land

Empress of Mars

The eaters of light

World enough and time

The doctor falls

Twice upon a time

The woman who fell to earth

The ghost monument

Rosa

Arachnids in the uk

The tsuranga conundrum

Demons of the Punjab

Kerblam!

The witchfinders

It takes you away

The battle of Ranskoor Av Kolos

Resolution

Spyfall part one

Spyfall part two

Orphan 55

Nikola Tesla’s night of terror

Fugitive of the Judoon

Praxeus

Can you hear me?

The haunting of villa diodati

Ascension of the Cybermen

The timeless children

Revolution of the Daleks

The Halloween apocalypse

War of the sontarans

Once upon time

Village of the angels

Survivors of the flux

The vanquishers

Eve of the Daleks

Legend of the sea devils

The power of the doctor

The star beast

Wild blue yonder

The giggle

The church on Ruby Road

Space babies

The Devil’s chord

Boom

73 yards

Dot and bubble

Rogue

The legend of Ruby Sunday

Empire of death

Joy to the world

#doctor who #nuwho #ninth doctor #tenth doctor #eleventh doctor #twelfth doctor #thirteenth doctor #fourteenth doctor #fifteenth doctor

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the-torchwood-archive · 1 year ago

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Torchwood Timeline (May 2024)

This is my canon timeline for the Torchwood TV stories, novels, and audio productions. It's fairly similar to the wiki timeline with a few small tweaks. It's also completely spoiler free, unlike the wiki timeline.

Some entries have firm dates, some have months, some have general decades, so I've tried my hardest to fit them into where I feel they fit. If anyone spots anything that I've missed or sees any glaring problems let me know and I'll try to suss it out. New stories will be added as they are released.

1879:

TV: Tooth And Claw

1885:

Torchwood Cardiff is founded

December 24th 1894:

Audio: The Empire Man

1897:

Audio: Infidel Places

1898:

Audio: Save Our Souls

December 24th 1898:

Audio: The Crown

1899:

Scenes from TV: Fragments

Jack joins Torchwood

May 17th 1899

Audio: The Victorian Age

1908:

Torchwood Glasgow is founded

1915

Audio: What Have I Done

Post TV: COE Day 5 in Jack’s timeline

1940s:

Audio: Curios

Audio: The Dying Room

1953

Norton Folgate projects himself to 2016 for Audio: Ghost Mission

1955:

Norton Folgate is projected to 2009 for Audio: Outbreak

1956-1959:

Audio: Goodbye Piccadilly

Audio: Madam, I’m

Audio: Parasite

Audio: Ashenden

Audio: The Unbegotten

Audio: The Black Knight

1965:

Scenes from TV: Children Of Earth Day Four

First contact with the 456

1970s:

Audio: The Dollhouse

1973:

Audio: Double

Torchwood Los Angeles severs all ties

1978:

Audio: Dead Plates

1980:

Scenes from Prose: Trace Memory

Toshiko’s scenes

16th-22nd August 1987:

Past scenes from Audio: Disco

1999:

Alex Hopkins kills his team and Jack Harkness becomes head of Torchwood Cardiff

2000-2004:

Audio: Piece Of Mind

Ben Brown hired by Jack Harkness

Suzie Costello hired by Jack Harkness

Ben Brown deceased

2001-2004:

Scenes from Prose: Trace Memory

Owen’s scenes

2004:

Scenes from TV: Fragments

Toshiko’s scenes

Late 2004:

Audio: Blind Summit

Ianto returns to Wales

Audio: Suckers

February 2005:

Ianto is hired by Torchwood London as Junior Researcher

Scenes from Prose: Trace Memory

Ianto’s scenes

26th March 2005:

Audio: One Rule

Ianto is working as Yvonne’s PA

2005:

Audio: The Last Love Song Of Suzie Costello

Audio: Tube Strike

Audio: New Girl

Audio: Through The Ruins

Audio: Uprising

Audio: My Guest Tonight

Audio: Lola

Audio: Less Majesty

Audio: The Law Machines

Audio: 9 To 5

Sebastian Vaughn hired at Torchwood Three

Audio: The Vigil

Late 2005:

Scenes from TV: Fragments

Owen’s scenes

March 2006:

Owen Harper is recruited into Torchwood Cardiff

TV: Aliens Of London

April-September 2006:

Audio: Sync

September 2006:

TV: Boom Town

Jack confines the team to the Hub

September-December 2006:

Audio: Wednesdays For Beginners

Audio: Crush

Audio: Retirement Plan

29th November 2006:

Audio: Moving Target

January-Feburary 2007:

Audio: Locker 15

Audio: Dinner For Yvonne

Present day scenes from Audio: Disco

Audio: By Royal Appointment

Audio: Nerves

Audio: The Rockery

February-March 2007:

TV: Doomsday

TV: Army Of Ghosts

Scenes from TV: Fragments

Ianto joins Torchwood Cardiff

Audio: War Chest

February 2007-September 2009:

Audio: Coffee

Scenes take place between TV: Army Of Ghosts and TV: Children Of Earth Day Five

August-November 2007:

TV: Everything Changes

TV: Day One

TV: Ghost Machine

Prose: Another Life

Prose: Slow Decay

TV: Cyberwoman

Audio: Broken

Scenes take place between TV: Cyberwoman and TV: They Keep Killing Suzie

TV: Small Worlds

TV: Countrycide

Audio: The Great Sontaran War

TV: Greeks Baring Gifts

Audio: Restricted Items Archive Entires 031-049

Audio: Instant Karma

Audio: Ex Machina

Audio: Drive

November 2007:

TV: They Keep Killing Suzie

November-December 2007:

TV: Random Shoes

Audio: The Last Beacon

Audio: The Conspiracy

Audio: Fall To Earth

Audio: Uncanny Valley

Early events of Audio: The Office Of Never Was

18th-26th December 2007

TV: Out Of Time

Audio: The Grey Mare

December 2007-Janurary 2008:

Audio: SUV

Audio: Missing Molly

TV: Combat

Audio: Hidden

TV: Captain Jack Harkness

TV: End Of Days

January-May 2008:

Audio: Zone 10

Audio: Lease Of Life

February 2008:

Prose: Kaleidoscope

14th February 2008:

Audio: Dinner And A Show

February-August 2008:

Audio: Sigil

May 2008:

Torchwood goes to Tibet

Jack returns to Cardiff after TYTNW

TV: Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang

TV: Sleeper

Audio: Serenity

20th June 2008:

TV: To The Last Man

June-July 2008:

Prose: Something In The Water

Audio: Everyone Says Hello

Prose: Trace Memory

TV: Meat

29th June 2008:

Audio: The Lincolnshire Poacher

July-August 2008:

Audio: torchwood_cascade_CDRIP.tor

Audio The Office Of Never Was

Audio: In The Shaodws

TV: Adam

Audio: Tropical Beach Sounds And Other Relaxing Seascapes #4

August 2008:

Prose: The Twilight Streets

August-October 2008:

TV: Reset

TV: Dead Man Walking

TV: A Day In The Death

August-December 2008:

Audio: Corpse Day

Audio: The Hope

Audio: The Three Monkeys

Audio: Gooseberry

31st October 2008:

Prose: Pack Animals

November-December 2008:

TV: Something Borrowed

Prose: Skypoint

TV: From Out Of The Rain

TV: Adrift

Audio: Believe

TV: Fragments

TV: Exit Wounds

Audio: Expectant

Prose: Into The Silence

Audio: Lost Souls

January-February 2009:

Prose: Bay Of The Dead

Prose: The House That Jack Built

Prose: Almost Perfect

Audio: Department X

February 2009:

Audio: Ghost Train

May-September 2009:

Audio: Dissected

Audio: Rhys And Ianto’s Excellent Barbeque

TV: The Stolen Earth

TV: Journey’s End

Audio: The Sin Eaters

Prose: The Wrong Hands

Prose: Virus

Audio: Asylum

Audio: Golden Age

Prose: Consequences

Audio: The Dead Line

Prose: Risk Assessment

Prose: The Undertaker’s Gift

Audio: The Devil And Miss Carew

Audio: Submission

Audio: Outbreak

September 2009:

TV: Children Of Earth Day One

TV: Children Of Earth Day Two

TV: Children Of Earth Day Three

TV: Children Of Earth Day Four

TV: Children Of Earth Day Five

Late 2009:

Prose: Long Time Dead

March 2010:

Audio: House Of The Dead

Events of TV: The End Of Time and Audio: One Enchanted Evening in Jack’s timeline

March-June 2010:

Prose: First Born

June 2010:

Prose: The Men Who Sold The World

October 2010:

Audio: Poppet

18th-21st March 2011:

TV: The New World

22nd March 2011:

TV: Rendition

March-July 2011:

TV: Dead Of Night

TV: Escape To LA

TV: Categories Of Life

TV: The Middle Men

TV: Immortal Sins

TV: End Of The Road

September 2011:

TV: The Gathering

TV: The Blood Line

September-December 2011:

Audio: Army of One

Audio: Fallout

Audio: Red Skies

Audio: Mr Invincible

2012:

Prose: Exodus Code

Audio: Cadoc Point

November-December 2012:

Audio: Dog Hop

Late 2016

Audio: Forgotten Lives

Audio: Visiting Hours

Audio: More Than This

Audio: Ghost Mission

Audio: Made You Look

January-June 2017:

Mr Colchester joins a rebuilt Torchwood

Audio: We Always Get Out Alive

Audio: Night Of The Fendahl

Audio: Smashed

Ng joins Torchwood after this point

Audio: Driving Miss Wells

Audio: Sonny

Audio: Changes Everything

Audio: Aliens & Sex & Chips & Gravy

Audio: Oor

Audio: Superiority Complex

Audio: Love Rat

Audio: A Kill To A View

June 2017-October 2018:

Audio: Zero Hour

Audio: The Empty Hand

Audio: Poker Face

Audio: Tagged

Audio: Escape Room

Audio: Herald Of The Dawn

Audio: Future Pain

2017-2018:

Audio: The Man Who Destroyed Torchwood

Takes place between TV: Superiority Complex and TV: Herald Of The Dawn

October 2018:

Audio: Cardiff Unknown – October 2018

October-December 2018:

Audio: See No Evil

Audio: Night Watch

Audio: Flight 405

Audio: Hostile Environment

Audio: The Green Life

Audio: Sargasso

Audio: Another Man’s Shoes

Audio: Eye Of The Storm

January-March 2019:

Audio: A Mother’s Son

March-August 2019:

Audio: Scrapejane

Audio: Day Zero

Audio: Thoughts And Prayers

Audio: Red Base

Audio: Aliens Next Door

Audio: Colin Alone

August 2019:

Audio: Misty Eyes

2021:

Audio: Goodbye Piccadilly, Audio: Ashenden, and Audio: The Unbegotten for Andy’s POV

Early 2022:

Audio: The Red List

2022:

Audio: Moderation

Audio: Propaganda

Audio: At Her Majesty’s Pleasure

Audio: Cuckoo

Audio: Pariahs

Audio: How I Conquered The World

Audio: The Five People You Kill In Middlesborough

Audio: A Postcard From Mr Colchester

Audio: Death In Venice

February 2023:

Audio: Doomscroll

2023:

Audio: Heistland

Audio: The Apocalypse Starts At 6PM

Audio: Thirst Trap

Audio: Another Postcard From Mr Colchester

Audio: Sabotage

Amendments/Additions:

Feb 2024: Moved Audio: The Vigil from 2007 to 2005

April 2024: Added Audio:Another Postcard From Mr Colchester and Audio: Sabotage to 2023

April 2024: Added Audio: Tube Strike to early 2005

April 2024: Added Audio: Missing Molly to early 2008

May 2024: Moved Audio: Wednesdays For Beginners, Audio: Crush, Audio: Retirement Plan from 2007 to 2006

May 2024: Added Audio: Dinner For Yvonne, Audio: By Royal Appointment and Audio: Nerves to January-February 2007

May 2024: Added Audio: Disco to August 1978 and January-February 2007

May 2024: Moved Audio: Hidden from November-December 2007 to December 2007-Janurary 2008:

#torchwood #timeline #resource

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omegaremix · 26 days ago

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Finds For 2013.

Killing Joke “Rapture”

Melvins, The “In The Freaktose The Bugs Are Dying”

Unsane “No Chance”

Dead Banana Ladies “1234”

Excepter “Kill People”

Death Grips “Guillotine”

Crystal Castles “Alice Practice”

Joy Division “Interzone”

How To Destroy Angels “The Loop Closes”

Z’ev “Shake, Rattle, And Roll”

Mika Miko “Capricoronations”

IAMX “I Am Terrified” (Alec Empire RMX)

Cold Cave “Confetti”

CX Kidtronik “Sky Is My Roof”

My Bloody Valentine “Who Sees You”

Killing Joke “Mass”

Captain Sensible & The Softies “Jet Boy Jet Girl”

Siouxie Sioux & The Banshees “Dear Prudence”

No Age “Every Artist Needs A Tragedy”

Ice “Flood”

Donny McCaslin “Alpha & Omega”

Death Grips “Takyon”

Fall, The “Mollusc In Tyrol” (live)

CX Kidtronik “Let’s Go Krazy” (Atari Teenage Riot RMX)

Sonic Youth “Tuck N’ Dar”

Slowdive “Catch The Breeze”

IO Echo “Carnation”

Prurient “There Are Still Secrets”

Tying Tiffany “Slow Motion” (Nic Endo RMX)

Head Of David “Newly Shaven Saint”

James Chance & The Contortionists “Bedroom Athelete”

Terawrizt “Don’t Forget”

Cut Hands “Black Mamba”

Alec Empire “New Man”

Mogwai “Letters To The Metro” (Zombi RMX)

Killing Joke Extremities, Dirt, And Various Repressed Emotions

Nujabes “Latitude” (RMX)

Laura Nyro “Buy And Sell”

Cut Hands “Stabbers Conspiracy”

Guitar Wolf “Jet Virus”

NxFxTxEx “Tanz Der Idioten”

Smiths, The “How Soon Is Now”

Damned, The “1 Of The 2”

Killing Joke “Jana” (Youth RMX)

Glass Candy “Warm In The Winter”

Bug, The “Catch A Fire”

Shonen Knife “When You Sleep”

Dot Allison “I Think I Love You”

Dead Boys, The “Sonic Reducer”

Christoph De Babalon “Traumspiel”

Consumer Electronics “Hand To Mouth (Barely Visible)”

Ramleh “Gibbering Wreck”

Les Ralizes Denudes “Dream” (live)

Skullflower “Diamond Bullet”

Tre Lux “Lever Let Me Down Again”

Ash Pool “Sin Of Life”

Laughing Hyenas “I Want You Right Now” (live)

Dead Banana Ladies “Girls Gone Wild”

Urbie Green “Mertensia”

This Will Destroy You “Little Smoke”

Prince Rama “Welcome To The Now Age”

Bug, The “Skeng”

NxFxTxEx “Some Stuff”

Killing Joke “Democracy”

Raveonettes, The “Ali Walk With Me” (Nic Endo RMX)

Bomb Squad “Riot Riot”

Sonic Youth “Santa Doesn’t Cop Out On Dope”

Merzbow “Silent Night”

Some Girls “He’s On Drugs Again”

Silver Daggers “Real Neat Flag”

Crystal Castles “Pap Smear”

Jesu “Christmas”

Atari Teenage Riot “Collapse Of History”

Avengers, The “We Are The One”

Babes In Toyland “Laugh My Head Off”

Gigi Masin “Clouds”

Small Black “Despicable Dogs” (Washed Out RMX)

Suicide “I Remember”

Black Tambourine “Black Car”

Martin Rev “Mari”

Nite Jewel “We Want Our Things”

Brothertiger “Turquoise (Skyline)”

Sea Oleena “Orion’s Eyes”

Chromatics “Tick Of The Clock”

New Bomb Turks “Dragstrip Riot”

Savages “Husbands”

Cold Cave “Oceans With No End”

125, Rue Monmartre “Revolter”

Wipers, The “Last Chance”

Crass “Shaved Women”

Depeche Mode “Soothe My Soul”

Fall, The “Victrola Time”

FFH “Worth Doing”

Phil Western “Bleak Night”

Gary Low “I Want You”

Babes In Toyland “Oh Yeah”

Heavens To Betsy “Get Out Of My Head”

Huggy Bear “February 14”

John Frusciante “The Real (Curtains)”

Suicide “See You Around”

Joy Division “Love Will Tear Us Apart”

Lapalux “Guuurl”

Les Rallizes Denudes “Reapers Of The Night” (live)

Mike Simonetti “Third Of The Storms”

Nitzer Ebb “Getting Closer”

Phil Western “Citrus Dream”

Savages “Flying To Berlin”

Farah “Gay Boy”

Bedflowers, The “My Ex-Lovers’ Address”

STRFCKR “Quality Time”

Alan Vega “Jukebox Babe”

John Frusicante “Remains”

Babes In Toyland “Bruise Violet”

Subhumans UK “The Day The Country Died”

Bratmobile “Shut Your Mouth”

Suicide “Cheree”

Telepathe “I Can’t Stand It”

Ceremony “Old”

Devotchkas, The “Live Fast Die Young”

Heavens To Betsy “Waitress Hell”

Bedflowers, The “In Love With 25 People”

Glass Candy “Digital Versicolor”

Computer Magic “Running”

Toll “Radio Moscow”

Twisted Wires “One Night At The Raw Deal”

Washed Out “Within And Without”

Golden Filter, The “Hide Me”

Desire “Mirror Mirror”

125, Rue Monmartre “Disco Hijack”

Boards Of Canada Tomorrow’s Harvest

Glass Candy “Redheads Feel More Pain”

Lee Ranaldo “The Bridge”

Mark Pritchard “Duppies”

Slowdive “Morningrise”

Primal Scream “City Slang”

Beach Fossils “Youth”

Classixx “All You’re Waiting For”

Dornik “Something About You”

Nine Inch Nails “Came Back Haunted”

Belle Game, The “River”

Com Truise In Decay

Fuck Buttons “The Red Wing”

Preatures, The “Is This How You Feel”

Drums, The “Money”

Gold Panda “You”

M.I.A. “Bring The Noize”

Mike Simonetti “The Magician”

Chvrches “Gun”

Disclosure “When A Fire Starts To Burn”

Ramallah Underground “Amputate (With The Unpeople)”

Appaloosa “Intimate”

Bibio “You”

Chvrches “Recover”

Killing Joke MMXII

Cigarettes, The “You Were So Young”

Cabaret Voltaire “Yashar”

A’Simetric “Refusal”

Big Business “Another Fourth Of July…Ruined”

Brought Low, The “The Kelly Rose”

Cabaret Voltaire “Sensoria (Razormaid)”

Sunburst “Mysterious Vibes”

Death Spiritual Mental Physical

S.M. Nurse “No Pop”

Dick Hyman “Give It Up Or Turn It Loose”

Minnie Riperton “Les Fleurs”

Anti-Nowhere League “For You”

Chick Carlton & Mesmeriah “One More Time With Feeling”

Death For The Whole World To See

Flora Purim “Angels”

Mantronix “Needle To The Groove”

Manzel “Midnight Theme”

Frank Ricotti “Vibes”

Giorgio Moroder “Midnight Express”

James Mason “I Want Your Love”

Killing Joke “Love Like Blood”

Francis Monkman “Getting Ready”

Mantronix “Bassline”

Blackbyrds, The “Love Is Love”

Herbie Hancock “Butterfly”

Merzbow “Action For Green 2”

Muslimgauze “Zion Under Islamic Law”

Stars And Bars “Stars And Bars”

Tarika Blue “Dreamflower”

GG Allin & The Unseen “Murder For The Mission”

Big Barney “Whole Damn Thing, The”

Christoph De Babalon “Marble Stairs”

Akitsa “Redemption”

Jonwayne “404 Garbage”

Public Image Ltd. “Theme”

Silent Servant “Utopian Disaster (End)”

Tech Level 2 “Hard Times” (dub)

Nine Inch Nails “All Time Low”

Four Tet “Jupiters”

Death Grips “Feels Like A Wheel”

AIDS Wolf “Cities Of Glass”

Peanut Butter Wolf “Dopestyle”

Whitehouse “Guru”

Alberich “Open Warfare”

Akitsa “Prophetie Heretique”

Ostara “Darkness Over Eden”

Elliott Smith “Twilight”

Chvrches “Lies”

M.I.A. “Only 1 U”

Oneohtrix Point Never “Problem Areas”

Bathory “Reaper”

Death Grips “This Is Violence Now (Don’t Get Me Wrong)”

Crash Course In Science “Cardboard Lamb”

AIDS Wolf “Like PSHTS Of Aerosol”

My Bloody Valentine “Only Shallow”

Pale Sketcher “Show Me How”

Wild Nothing “Data World”

Marine Girls “In Love / Honey”

Gleitzeit “Ich Kommew Aus Der DDR”

Phil Western “We Have Come To Bless This House”

Evian Christ “Salt Carousel”

Boards of Canada “Nothing Is Real”

Chvrches “Now Is Not The Time”

Nancy Wilson “I’m In Love”

Ron Morelli “Radar Version”

Public Image Ltd. “Fodderstompf”

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sleepyhead-poll · 4 months ago

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ROUND 2B, MATCH 2 OUT OF 8!

Propaganda Under the Cut:

Padparadscha:

they have holes in their body that makes them fall comatose for centuries at a time. their friend rutile spends every waking moment carving and testing prosthetic pieces to try to wake padpa up. padpa, conversely, just wants rutile to give up and let them sleep forever

Queen Mirage:

MIRAGE MY BELOVED Do I only know her from a fanfiction where she was functionally a Dark Souls villain? Yes. That doesn’t mean I don’t ADORE her. I fully support her in empire-building, deicidal, immortal manipulations. Kick that so-called “God’s” ass, ya black-winged fallen angel!

#padparadscha #queen mirage #land of the lustrous #houseki no kuni #happiness charge pretty cure #happiness charge precure #round 2 #round 2b #poll bracket #poll tournament #polls #character polls #hibernation poll

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ne0n-garbage-angel · 1 year ago

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My Favorite MCR Lyrics

"One day I'll lose this fight. As we fade in the dark, just remember you will always burn as bright." -The Light Behind Your Eyes

"Oh, how wrong we were to think that immortality meant never dying." -Our Lady of Sorrows

"The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead. A light to burn all the empires, so bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be." -The Sharpest Lives

"Make a wish when your childhood dies, hear the knock-knock-knock when she cries. We're all alone tonight. Hold your breath when a blackbird flies, count to seventeen, close your eyes. I'll keep you safe inside." -S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W

"I'm the only friend that makes you cry. You're a heart attack in black hair dye." -Save Yourself, I'll Hold Them Back

"For every one of us, there's an army of them, but you'll never fight alone." -The World Is Ugly

"And when the lights all went out, we watched our lives on the screen. I hate the ending myself, but it started with an alright scene." -Disenchanted

"Touched by angels, though I fall out of grace. I did it all so maybe I'd live this every day." -I Never Told You What I Do For A Living

"I will not kiss you, 'cause the hardest part of this is leaving you." -Cancer

"I am not afraid to keep on living. I am not afraid to walk this world alone. Honey, if you stay, I'll be forgiven. Nothing you can say can stop me going home." -Famous Last Words

"Three cheers for tyranny, unapologetic apathy, 'cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again." -Sleep

"Do or die, you'll never make me. Because the world will never take my heart. Though you'll try, you'll never break me" -Welcome To The Black Parade

#mcr #my chemical romance #lyrics #mcr lyrics #my chemical romance lyrics #gerard way #music #ray toro #mikey way #frank iero

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isa-ghost · 1 year ago

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My friend

I am gonna do it

WHAT ARE YOUR Q!PHIL HEADCANONS MY FRIEND

YESSSSSS

Here's Set 1 and Set 2

Now M O R E

He won't do it without prompting because he'll feel like an ass giving nobody else room to talk, but if someone got him on the topic of like. Exploration or flight or something, he could talk for hours. He's extremely knowledgeable and passionate about stuff like that, most times because he has centuries of experience

I don't want to diagnose cc!Phil or whatever bc I know he doesn't like when people do that, but to me his rp character is free reign. And as a psych major with ADHD who's focusing on the study of neurodivergent disorders: this man is hella ADHD coded. He's told too many personal stories that are relatable to me for me to be silent about it. I'm 🤝🏻 this crow man

In his case this isn't a nd trait but instead a crow one, but he experiences echolalia sometimes. Funny things or certain noises he hears just scratch an itch in his bird brain real good, he can't help but repeat it for a while

The way to Phil's heart is good food, fun to be around, and kicking ass. If you can tick those 3 things off for yourself, you're Phil Approved

He'll say he doesn't fall for peer pressure, and often times he's right. But on rare occasions someone like Fit or Etoiles can convince him to do smth he maybe wouldn't at first. It's easier to win him over when he's drunk

cc!Phil has talked abt how he gets a weird confidence boost when he's drunk as shit. That's real for q!Phil too. He could be staggering slurring speech drunk and still snipe something like 50 blocks away. It makes Fit and Etoiles want to kiss him about it

He has intentionally made almost his entire wardrobe varying shades of green, which he pairs with black, red & gold. He thinks it's funny to have a branded wardrobe like an anime character

Idr how canon dsmp is to q!Phil but he still has the friendship emerald charm hanging from his hat. Perhaps it's from the Antarctic Empire days instead. Idk, I just like the character design of Dangly Thing On Hat Brim too much to exclude it from his design in my head (I should rlly attempt to doodle my Phil beyond the random notebook ones I've done. Maybe I'll post those if asked idk)

Don't underestimate this man's ability to get dramatic. Tallulah ain't the only one in the family that can go hard

I wouldn't say he has a bad temper. He's very well-practiced at self-control. However, there are certain things that set him off so severely, he throws self-control out the window. Those things aren't worthy of him trying to be "the bigger person." They deserve their ass handed to them right here right now (see: The Codes pre-current lore).

In a similar vein, when the situation isn't one of those special Fuck This incidences, he still doesn't have a temper, but when he finally snaps, he SNAPS. Like on a The Polycule be like "mark me down as scared and horny" level of snap. When you get on the Angel of Death's last fucking nerve he let's you KNOW.

I'm self-projecting here: this fucking idiot man has a detrimental habit of insisting on handling stuff like anxiety alone. He hates when people see him without his composure. It's not even like an embarrassing thing, it's just very uncomfortable to him. So when a panic attack hits or he finally concedes and let's himself cry, it's alone. And sometimes that makes it worse. But even that doesn't make him change his mind. "Keep it together for the kids," right? :')

Having a stroke about thunderstorms is a reflex. Even on Quesadilla Island, the second he hears thunder he reaches for a trident like a dork.

He near-obsessively preens his wings because he doesn't want the Federation, or anyone else for that matter, getting ahold of his feathers when they shed. He doesn't know wtf they could do with those and he doesn't wanna find out.

And yet somehow Missa and Lullah both have a couple feathers that he's shed and he has no idea. Lullah wants to make a necklace out of them.

#qsmp #philza #qsmp philza #q!philza #philza headcanons #qphil headcanons

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cinelestial · 8 months ago

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Happy AMC Theaters Discount Tuesday!

Here are some of the current popular movies in rotation today May 28th (varies by theater)

- Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga

- The Garfield Movie

- Sight

- IF

- Kingdom of the Planet of the Apes

- The Strangers: Chapter 1

- The Fall Guy

- Back to Black

- Challengers

- Tarot

- Godzilla x Kong: The New Empire

- I Saw the TV Glow

- Babes

- The Blue Angels

- Spider-Man: Far From Home

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son1c · 2 years ago

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listen to your heart

falling stars fic masterpost

Thunder, but not from a storm. Sonic could hear it pulse in his ears, and he realized it was his heart, pounding on his rib cage like a boxer pounding on a punching bag. He was standing up, though he couldn't remember when he'd left the couch. It was at his back now, and Sonic was facing the TV, staring at his reflection in the blank black screen.

What he saw there brought his hammering heart to a standstill.

It was himself. But it was wrong. His fur was too pale, the color faded like a years-old photograph. And his eyes… They stared back at him, their gaze piercing and far too bright.

They really were glowing, like Stripes had said.

Sonic raised a hand to his face, and the stranger in the TV screen copied him.

He thought about his nightmare. But, no, that wasn't right. There was no way it was a nightmare. The thing reeked in a way that only something real could. It must've been a memory--a rotten, no good memory of something that had happened to him during his time at Scrap Brain. But why was he remembering it now? And how had he forgotten it in the first place?

Sonic recalled the enraged face of the red echidna, Knuckles. That was the last thing he'd seen before… waking up on a table back at Scrap Brain. His body was in pieces, his screen crowded with one hundred emergency alerts.

Eggman was looming over him. He wanted to know what had happened on Angel Island, and Sonic, unable to lie while giving his report, told him the truth. And when he was done, he asked Eggman one question: Who am I?

The images he'd been shown by the Master Emerald refused to leave his addled mind. He was fixated on them, because they didn't make any sense. His code was telling him that he'd always been this way, that he'd never been anything but a robot, a vanguard of the Eggman Empire. But his heart said something different, and it was compelling enough to make him doubt everything.

Eggman said he understood. He said he would help. Then, he placed a hand on Sonic's head and told the Robian not to worry, because he would remember who he was shortly, after a factory reset.

In the present, Sonic shuddered. He realized he'd forgotten about Knuckles and his trip to Angel Island because Eggman had made him forget. The realization tasted like ten jugs of curdled milk smashed together, sour and disgusting.

And it made him furious, too.

Furious to think that Eggman used to have so much control over him.

Sonic was once again faced with his reflection in the TV screen. With those eyes that stared back at him with a sickly green intensity. One thing was for sure: they were different now from how they'd been before. They weren't the eyes of a Robian, but weren't the eyes of his old self, either.

Sonic looked away from the TV, but his glowing eyes were seared into his brain, and their afterimage followed him around the room, their impressions burning holes into the back of the door when he turned toward it.

He felt the need to run. It would help clear his mind, or so he hoped. The questions that haunted him now--What have you become? Is your body your own? Are you really free?--were too much for him to bear.

He didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to look at himself, to see how much he'd been changed.

Stay cool. That was what he wanted to do. Yeah, he would take this in stride, like he'd done with his broken leg. And he would remain above it--above his pain. Like he'd been after losing his memory (the first time). After being hunted by soldiers, and tricked by Mr. Ivo, and--

Sonic balled his hands into fists, and couldn't help but think his fingers felt stiff. It was the sort of stiffness that he wouldn’t be able to wring out, because it had settled deep beneath his flesh and into his bones. The temperature of his palms was equally disconcerting; the coldness should’ve meant he was dead, his paws seeming more like bits of the Antarctic than a hedgehog Mobian, even though it was warm inside the casino.

He felt like shivering. Instead, he set his jaw.

Stepping toward the door, Sonic got as far as the welcome mat before he felt a hand on his shoulder, stopping him.

"It's the middle of the night," Shadow said. "Where are you going at this hour?"

Buggy hugged Shadow's leg, looking up at Sonic with its wide, unblinking eyes.

Sonic shrugged, though he wished he wasn’t having this conversation right now. “Can’t say I had someplace in mind,” he said truthfully. “Maybe the Ferris wheel? Doesn’t matter, so long as I get there fast!”

Shadow crossed his arms and glanced at the clock. It was 4-something AM. “The city will wait for you,” Shadow said. “It’s not going anywhere. Just like you should be—don’t sacrifice your sleep for a whim, Blue.”

“I’ve got a better idea,” Sonic said as he pulled open the door. “Let’s both go. That way, we can have a little friendly competition. Our last race was stacked in your favor, but this time, I’ll beat you!”

Shadow was incredulous. He could’ve said a lot about Sonic’s lack of care for his own sleep schedule, but what he said instead was, “Beat me? You must be joking. I’ve seen your speed once before, and I can outdo it.”

Buggy rubbed its claws together nervously. Suddenly, there was a current of tension running through the room, and it was felt by even the robot.

Sonic held the door open for Shadow and stepped to the side, gesturing at the hallway with one hand. “I’m a good sport,” Sonic said with a grin, “so I’ll let you have a head start.”

Through the hallway, down the stairs, and out the door to the first floor of the casino. The two hedgehogs blew past Rouge, who was just finishing turning off the lights at the bar, and she spun around like a dreidel from their combined speed. She tried to shout after them, but whatever she said was swallowed up by the sound of the front doors slamming shut.

The bottoms of Shadow's shoes were lit up. Earlier in the night, he'd attached the rings Rouge had given him to his soles, and now he was using their power to skate Heelys-style through the streets of Night Babylon. The pavement was still wet from the rain, but that was it. There were no floodwaters to wade through, only slick corners to turn as the two hedgehogs raced toward the Ferris wheel.

Streetlamps illuminated the empty roads. Parked cars sometimes stood in Sonic and Shadow's way, but they vaulted over them expertly, using the hoods of the vehicles as springboards. They touched down on the other side and kept moving, always neck-and-neck.

Until Sonic suddenly pulled ahead. After spinning around, Sonic taunted Shadow while running backwards. "Not so easy now that we're on equal footing, huh, Stripes?"

Shadow gritted his teeth. After being woken up by Sonic's motobug friend, thinking something was wrong, he couldn't help but be annoyed by the Blue Blur's cocky attitude. But then he saw it--Sonic's carefree grin. And the way his shoulders were relaxed, his hands folded behind his head in a way that reveled in the motion, cherishing the wind at his back.

After all that time spent with a broken leg, was it really a surprise that Sonic was enjoying himself right now?

Shadow smiled. He wasn't annoyed anymore. In fact, he was happy for Sonic.

"You've been looking forward to this moment, haven't you, hedgehog?" Shadow asked.

Sonic blinked. His grin faltered. He stared at Shadow's expression, at the kind smile his friend wore, so slight that it might've been just a trick of the light, but it wasn't. It was real. And it shocked him--for just a moment, before Sonic recovered and his heart soared, a warm feeling taking hold of his chest, so much nicer than those frigid feelings from earlier.

"Yeah," Sonic said, laughing a little, "I have!"

And then Sonic, still running backwards, slipped on a particularly wet patch of pavement, and tumbled into a bush on the other side of the street.

Shadow's eyes widened. He skidded to a stop in front of the bush.

Laying on his back in the twigs and flowers, Sonic rubbed his forehead. The yellow light from the streetlamp made him squint, but he wasn't hurt, just embarrassed. So much for winning the race! he thought with a sigh.

Then, Sonic saw Shadow extend a hand to him, and the blue hedgehog couldn't help but think that maybe winning didn't matter so much.

Taking Shadow's hand, Sonic said as he pulled himself up, "Haha! What a wipeout!"

Just like that, Sonic's good mood had returned, and now all he wanted to do was bask in the feeling, the warmth of Shadow's touch matching that of his own fluttering heart.

"I gotta give it to you, man," Sonic said. "You've got me beat two-to-none!"

"The rain was an unexpected ally," Shadow admitted, his smile a little wider now, "but who am I to deny my own victory?"

Sonic rolled his eyes, but his grin remained intact. "Oh, sure," he said, "rub it in. Better to live it up while you can, right? Cuz pretty soon, I'll stomp ya! Just gotta, uh… keep my eyes on the road next time. Heh."

"If nothing else," Shadow replied, "it will make for a more dignified defeat."

Then, Shadow's eyes fell to his hand--the one that Sonic was still holding. Even though they were both standing now, and there was no need for it anymore.

Sonic followed Shadow’s gaze, saw what he was looking at, and realized he should probably let go. Somehow, the thought hadn’t occurred to him until now. But he hesitated.

Sonic wasn't sure when it had happened exactly, but at some point during their adventures together, he'd become so comfortable around Shadow that it made him not want to let go of his friend's hand.

So, Sonic listened to his heart, and he laced their fingers together.

“Not bad, huh?” Sonic asked.

At first, Shadow had no reply. From his toes to his teeth, he stood, his posture as rigid as a brick wall. The sudden display of affection from Sonic confused him, and the blue hedgehog's question pierced his brain like a bullet. It brought with it a gnarled tree of feelings, feelings he scarcely recognized, and because of this, Shadow was left feeling vulnerable, and he hated that.

But there was one thing that Shadow did recognize: his friend, Sonic.

Haloed by the streetlamp, Sonic looked so confident, so content. Like holding Shadow's hand was everything he was meant to be doing in that moment, and Shadow envied him. The dark hedgehog once again found himself longing for some of Sonic's confidence.

His own sense of self was still so shaky, still second to that of his Android copy, and when Shadow focused on it for too long, it made the ground itself seem to rumble and crack beneath his feet.

And then there was Sonic. Always there to catch him when he started to fall.

Shadow curled his fingers around Sonic's hand. Finally, he relaxed. He felt steady now, here in the middle of the empty street, surrounded by parked cars and sky scrapers and a glowing Ferris wheel. Not even the blossoming emotions hanging from the branches of his heart seemed so scary anymore.

"Yes," Shadow answered softly.

Sonic beamed. Then, he pulled on Shadow's hand, and the two of them ran up the side of the Ferris wheel together.

From the top, Sonic and Shadow could see all of Night Babylon. Palm trees swayed gently in the breeze while hotels stood still, their windows mostly dark. Even this late at night, the casinos remained the center of the action, with people going in and out in a steady stream. Laughter floated up from the streets as people twirled and danced through the city.

With a clear, star-speckled sky, Night Babylon shined, so much richer than it had been on the day of the storm. Sonic and Shadow looked down at it while keeping pace with the Ferris wheel as it continued to spin. Their worries were temporarily forgotten as they watched the purple night change into a pink dawn, the sun poking over the horizon, the moments pressing onward, all while holding onto each other's hand.

#falling stars au #the horrors :)#happy pride month (almost) lol

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