#Uh yeah. No real plot here lmao

[makemeactup]

Ringo Starr x OC - Hello

Summary: The lads have a bash with Beth, their childhood friend and fellow musician. After Ringo and her are left alone, things pick back up as it always seems to do when substances are involved.

Triggers: alcohol & drug mentions, sex, porn with VERY little plot.

A/N: to prove I'm alive and writing, just slow, here's an oc x Ringo thing I did a while ago! Imma not say more bc I WILL ramble about my oc

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It was a get together, a house party only for the five of them. Getting drunk or high, or both, wasn't expected, but it happened. How could they say no? Good vibes, good company, and good substances — it was destined.

George was the first to retire, smashed off his head and high as a kite. He said he felt a little nauseous, and excused himself to the guest bedroom. Next was Paul, also drunk and high, but mainly just tired and mellow. He was falling asleep on the couch, and was sent to share the room with George. Lastly was John, far higher than anyone, he'd consumed a vast amount of vodka and beer and coke, and he'd stumbled his way towards the bathroom, not to be seen for the rest of the evening.

That left a drunk, high, and bashful Ringo, and a drunk, high, and joyful Beth. Sat beside each other on the couch, knees touching, laughter flowing freely and, perhaps, a bit obnoxiously outside of their bubble. They were talking about past times, future times, jokes and memories. Everything and nothing.

His arm was behind her along the couch, bent at the elbow to prop his head up; his torso was facing her, free hand resting on his thigh, fingers tantalisingly close to her leg, tapping an absentminded beat. She was facing him, leg hiked up to lay on the couch beside his hip, hands in her lap and other leg swinging as they spoke.

Everytime Ringo would make her laugh, she'd lean back a little bit, or her head would lightly hit his arm, or she'd place her hand on his knee or over his own hand. Each time, his drunken heart swelled, his cheeks grew a bit rosier, and he felt like a teenager again.

His eyes were entrancing, a gorgeous blue that Beth loved to get lost in. His smile was handsome, especially when it crinkled his eyes and he flashed teeth. He was a funny man, so full of love and joy, and he was warmth personified. He was cute, she'd happily admit. And a longing ached in her chest.

Like always, both of them eventually grew silent. It was just the hum of a record and the low volume of the TV keeping the room alive as the pair held their eye contact. It was intense, intimate. As if nothing else existed but them. A shared adoration, a shared love for one another.

"Hello, Richard," Beth spoke after another palpable few seconds, leaning up a little towards him. Her voice was lacking its previous brashness, now something more genuine and quiet.

"Hello, Bethany," Ringo replied, tone low and just for her. He leaned in a little bit too, noting the way that her cheeks flushed with his movement.

"Hello, Ritchie," She leaned up a little more.

"Hello, Bethie," He leaned down some more.

Their noses were practically touching, eyes half lidded with their sudden close proximity. Their breaths were mingling, a warm touch of anticipation between them.

"Hi, Ringo," Beth leaned in for the last time, lips grazing his.

"Hi, Beth," And their lips met.

It was soft at first, slow and almost hesitant. As if any further action would make the moment null and void; his free hand found the warmth of her thigh, exploring the fabric of her jeans and stopping shy just at her hip, just to repeat the process in reverse. He hummed as her hand found the side of his neck, fingers carding through his hair and playing with the strands.

Fuelled by alcohol, and perhaps a touch of lust, Ringo's grip on her thigh tightened as he intensified the kiss. He wanted to smother her, show her what he'd been waiting to do, how good he could make her feel. Maybe he could make it a point, and maybe she'd remember this unlike last time — hopefully he would, too. But right now, he was feeling bold.

Ringo's free hand met the base of her neck, the abrupt coldness of his rings eliciting a shiver from Beth. His fingers trailed up, carding through her hair and halting at the crown of her head; he grabbed a gentle fistful, a messy thing that had her groaning into his mouth.

Beth shuffled towards him, a hint for him to help. In one swift move, and with a little adjusting, she was straddling his lap. Their kiss was unbroken, growing more heated and desperate by the second. Both of her hands found his hair, and a single hand of his came to squeeze her ass hard.

It was no secret, in their new position, of his arousal. She could feel it straining beneath her, making her ache painfully for him as he was for her. She wanted him. She needed him. The way her hips ground against him said that perfectly. And yet there was worry in her mind.

"Ringo," Beth breathed, pulling back from the kiss with a little push back from his hair-curled hold. Her eyes met his, "We shouldn't do this."

He considered this for a moment, his usually bright blues tinted with something dark. Like an ocean during a storm. He searched her gaze, looking for any sign this should end. Finally, his lips parted, grip in her hair tightening a little. "I want you."

Needing no further reason to continue, she crashed her lips back into his. It was feverish, desperate, no longer holding any signs of hesitation or uncertainty. They needed each other, and each other they would have.

"Take 'em off, darlin'," Ringo hummed after a few more seconds of grinding and soft whines and holding himself back. He tugged at her jeans, "Need t' be in you."

Not having to be told twice, Beth shuffled away, trailing the kiss as far as she could. She stood, shaking hands making quick work of her buttons and zipper. Wiggling her hips to get them off, she cast a glance as he undid his belt and worked on freeing himself.

After kicking her trousers and underwear aside, and letting Ringo do the same, she took a step closer before he stopped her with an outstretched hand, "Undo your top. Please."

A lopsided grin found Beth's face at his polite yet demanding request, unbuttoning her shirt to allow it to drape at her sides. He was stroking himself, watching. But, far too drunk to be self conscious, she approached, flinging herself back into his lap and crushing her lips into his.

Settling back atop him, with some help admittedly, Ringo lined himself up as best he could whilst being devoured by their kiss. He drew back, both hands at her hips, and peered up at her with so much love and desire that she thought she'd melt.

"You ready?" He asked softly, barely a whisper. She simply nodded.

Following his lead, she slowly sunk onto his length, a collective groan filling the room. Her skin erupted into goosebumps at the sensation of being full, brows slanted as she drew in a shaky breath. For a long moment, they basked in each other's intimacy, her head finding the crook of his neck and breath erupting goosebumps in its wake.

He bucked his hips, prompting a surprised gasp; when she sat up, she began rocking atop him, the sensation lulling his head to fall back onto the couch. With lidded eyes he watched her, a hand sliding up to slip behind the open button up and under her bra.

Fingers found her nipple, toying with it. She moaned softly in response, hurried her pace. He gave a smirk, "'s that good?"

"Yes... God... please, Ringo..." Was all Beth could get out, voice a whine and damn near fucked out already.

If it was another night, maybe not when they're trying to be conscious of volume, he'd have fun with that. But for now, he nodded, muttering something breathy about how he knew. All the while, his other hand crept up to toy with her other nipple.

Every now and then, his hips bucked involuntarily, shoving himself deeper inside. And each time, she gave a delightful little gasp and moan combination, clenching around him and throwing her head back. And each time she did that, Ringo swore he could cum right there and then.

She was fucking herself on him, practically drooling. So ready to give herself as he was to her, and Ringo doubted there was ever a better feeling than this.

He began raising his hips to meet her in a steady rhythm, not quite helping the moans starting to occasionally filter through his lips. Without much thinking, his right hand left her breast and trailed up, exploring her deliciously smooth skin and grazing her throat.

The moment his fingers touched the sensitive area, she gasped and her whole body seemed to shake. She whined.

"Oh?" Ringo brought his hand back slowly, fingers curling softly around the expanse of her petite neck. She leaned into his hand a little, clenched around him, moaned something pathetic. "Oh. D'you like that?"

"Y-Yes, Richard, I do. Holy shit," Beth sounded breathless, as if saying anything took a lot of effort and energy. And for her it did, senses overwhelmed with the situation and his touches and how good he felt inside of her all at once.

When his real name left her mouth, he shakily inhaled, hips bucking into her and a hand at her hip pulling her down. Fully inside of her, his eyes closed, savouring how well she took him and how amazing she was. They stayed like that for a long moment, their heavy breaths mingling and appetite for each other not yet satiated. Perhaps it never would be.

Their eyes met now, pupils blown and cheeks flushed. Her nails dug into his clothed shoulder, lips subtly moving as if she wanted to speak. For a second, Ringo considered speaking, too. But like his partner, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"I need you," She whispered, attempting to gain some sort of friction, of motion, from the man beneath her.

He hummed after allowing himself another moment to commit this to hazy memory, smile threatening to grow into the dorky grin she'd come to adore. Wordlessly, he wrapped an arm around her waist and held her close, shifting so that she lay in the couch beneath him. He kept himself inside of her, his breath heaving as she clenched around him impatiently.

Without prior warning, he began thrusting into her; his pace was hard and consistent, not slow but nowhere near as fast as he could go. A ringed hand found her throat again, daring to squeeze just a little bit. Her back arched into him as she let out a borderline pornographic moan.

Her hands clawed for any part of him, coming to rest in his shoulder and in his hair. She pulled him down, desperation thick in her kiss and the whines and moans that were softly escaping her, now filtering so perfectly into his ears. His skin erupted into goosebumps, a groan leaving his throat as she tugged at his hair.

"Please, please — fuck me, please."

Just when Ringo thought that Beth couldn't get more attractive or sexy or otherworldly, she had to beg and prove him wrong. His lips found their place at the shell of her ear, leaving sloppy kisses as he tried to catch his breath. "I've got you," He whispered.

As requested, he picked up his pace, leaning up to observe her expressions and the product of his handiwork. Through a heaved breath and exertion, he smirked something wild, "You're so fucking gorgeous. I've been thinkin' 'bout this."

"You feel so good," She managed with a smile, his gorgeous eyes the only thing she could feasibly make out through the physical blur of alcohol and the mental fog of him and how he dominated her senses.

Using it as fuel, Ringo reached a hand down and began circling her bundle of nerves, noting the way her legs shook, she got louder, and his name began slipping into her extacy. He was finding it harder to keep himself quiet, his own moans and groans now evident in the room, dancing with hers in a perfect vocalisation of their affections.

"I-I-I'm— so close," Beth whimpered, eyes clamped shut as she chased her high.

"Look at me when you cum," Ringo urged, his own desperation and impending release racking his voice with an unsteadiness. "I wanna see you."

Willing her eyes open, Beth nodded, her hand leaving his hair to grasp his wrist at her throat, pulling it down onto her. Taking the hint, and losing himself in his own struggle to not cum, he squeezed far harder than she'd expected him to. And that was what pushed her off of the precipice.

With a loud moan of his name that ran into an incoherent string of words, Beth came, hips bucking and body shaking. Tears pricked her eyes as she pathetically tried to pull him down to kiss. And he allowed her, lips meeting hers as he continued pounding into her, urgently chasing his own orgasm and relishing in how perfect she was.

After a few more thrusts, he pulled out, cumming onto her stomach whilst moaning into her mouth. His whole body racked with a violent shiver as his head fell into the crook of her neck. He left tired, sloppy kisses along her neck, latching onto a spot to nibble and suck just to leave proof he had been there.

Once satisfied, Ringo stood and slipped his underwear on. He picked hers up as he found a pack of tissues, doing his intoxicated best to wipe her stomach clean before allowing her to slip her panties on. Practically collapsing onto the opposite end of the couch, he ushered her over to lay between his legs, her head on his chest as he played with her hair.

"I love you, Ringo," Beth spoke, voice barely audible and cracking with overwhelming drowsiness and the small cocktail of drugs in her system.

"I love you too, Beth," He replied at the same volume, smile almost comically wide and lazy, his cheeks rosy. He wrapped an arm around her, staring up at the ceiling as it slowly rippled and threatened to spin.

Ringo's eyes fluttered closed after a few minutes, a satisfaction deep rooted in his soul. And yet he feared for when they woke up and forgot about the whole thing.

[deathsbecome]

@ashenwinds liked for a lyric based starter

"There's no deal, partner," the words have a clear sarcastic bite to them as she glances off. Clearly, not that concerned with any consequences of the rejection. She's seen a bit too much to be easily intimidated, at the very least. "Yeah, not interested. Good try, though."

[rainofthetwilight]

ALRIGHT. ALL MY THOUGHTS AND PREDICTIONS FOR THE NEW TEASER

HERE WE GO

BEATRIX AND MOTION!!!!! they both seem to be in lloyd's visions by the red landscape, and I'm so glad his visions didn't stop at s2p1 and are still ongoing even after the blood moon

also, can I just say that motion's design is so fucking pretty omg?????? SHE LOOKS SO COOL

worried face lloyd? yep, connected to the visions I'm guessing

I'm also calling that someone's gonna make a meme out of this lmao

AYYYY THE SCENE FROM THE IMDB PHOTOS!!! ngl since it looks like roby's welcoming them, I'm guessing that the screen was showing a recap recording of the ninja arriving

IT'S THE UH, BRECKT OR BREKT GUY OR WHATEVER HIS NAME IS I CAN'T REMEMEBER 😭

YESYEYEYSYEYSYEYE3YEGEYEGSYSBDHEBEVRVQHFHQBDHQJJSJSFHHW WE'RE GETTING KAI N BONZLE MEETING THE REST OF THE FF LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

the glowing one is sitting on a chair, unlike the rest who are standing? I'm guessing that he's the one that passed through the gate and possessed jordana, so he's basically like, living in two worlds? that's also probably why he's sitting on a chair

THEY LOOK SO HAPPY AUSDGSHGSGAGDEHEH32H1HEGQHDHHWEGG2HDHQHQ (they do NOT know the psychological torture that's coming in the next few episodes.........)

ALSO???? NYA'S LOOKING HOT AS FUCK AUSGSHWG3GG2V2HSHQJWHWH1HEHEQHSYHQGSGW AND LLOYD IN HIS MASTER OUTFIT!!!!!!!!! HE'S REAL!!!!!!!!!!!!

MATRIARCH IS BACK!!!!! also, is it just me or is she missing her crown? and why is she at the realm of madness? I'm guessing that this is where she and the rest of the herd went after ras' attack maybe?

and from the later shot of sora and arin below, I think this is also related to the administration

also...

yeah, this shot is definitely from ep11

WYLDFYRE WYLDFYRE WYLDFYRE MY DAUGHTER SHE LOOKS SO PRETTY AUAGSGSGSGWGEWHEHGSWHHEHWHEGSGWGDGGWQH

I can't really tell what's happening here?? but since she still has her powers, this is before her match w/ cinder

SORA W/ A WEAPON SORA W/ A WEAPON SORA W/ A WEAPON LETS FUCKING GO SHEYEU2VFB2H4HQIAIDH22J2IWI2GRI28WJDHWJSJ2U2U3SHHDDGHQ LOOK!!!!! LOOK AT MY BLORBO GO!!!!!! LOOK AT MY FAV GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I think whatever she's using is made for the tightrope she's on, for balance yk

also, are those floating platforms cameras???

I NEVER THOUGHT WE'D ACTUALLY SEE ROBY W/ A SELFIE STICK BUT HERE WE ARE LMAOO

he looks so happy AGSHQHDGHW 😭 judgung by the spectators I think they're doing like, that wave thing where people cheer then go down if ykwim? I don't know what it's called lol

OKAY LIKE I SAID ABOVE THIS IS DEFINITELY THE ADMINISTRATION CONSIDERING THEY'RE AT THE REALM OF MADNESS RIGHT???? WHY DO THEY LOOK SO SHOCKED I'M . HUH

saw someone on twitter say it might be them meeting jay, but I don't think that's possible bc like, they would've told the others yknow? they wouldn't be that happy if they knew Ig, so I'm guessing this is related to the matriarch plot

CINDER'S LOOKING FLY AS FUCK HOLY SHIT??????? THE MINIFIGURE DID HIM SO DIRTY I'M SO SORRY WE BULLIED YOU MAN 😭

ALSO?????? WHY AND HOW IS HE CONTROLLING WYLDFYRE'S POWERS?????M HUH WHATWHATSVEHWJSHAHWJDJHWHEHQJSJW

my theory? since we see him battling w/ wyldfyre later on, he probably won the duel, and the one who wins gets the other opponent's powers (basically TOE, but to the players themselves instead)

A RACE?????? that is one heck of a small dragon, a baby I'm guessing?

ALSO MECH SUIT COLE IS REAL!!!!!!! he's in his wedding dress <3333333

WHO ARE YOU CLOAKED PERSON AND WHY ARE YOU FIGHTING LLOYD

this could be an entirely new person, but I tbh think it's either jordana or nokt?

but after looking at her minifigure it's not entirely possible it could be her, so it's either nokt, a new person, or even possibly beatrix

WHAT ARE THE TEMPLE GUARDS DOING TO JIRO AND ZANTH WHAT DID THEY EVER DO TO YOU 😭😭

also, the ninja in the background!! those are definitely zane, sora, cole and wyldfyre

GEO BEING THE SUPPORTIVE HUSBAND THAT HE IS AUSVSHQHWGEGWVWG1UWH3H2HDVWVRGQEHHWA WHEN I TELL YO U I SCREAMED ARGEHSHDHEHAHDAHHSHS LOOK AT HIM CHEERING ON HIS HUSBAND N HIS FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CINDER AND WYLDFYRE REMATCH CINDER AND WYLDFYRE REMATCH CINDER AND WYLDFYRE REMATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (this is Not gonna end well 😕)

ALSO, HOW IS CINDER USING SHATTERSPIN W/O HIS EYES GLOWING AND ALL THAT......

did he shatter his soul too much it became part of him or smth???

BACK TO THE TIGHTROPE!!!!!!!!! SORA WATCH OUT WGAHSHWHWHRWJJDHQHEEHWJQJDHWHDHAHSSGQHQ

WHO IS THAT DRAGON AND WHY IS IT TAKING LLOYD??????????

MOTION GLOWING.....OH MY GOD??????????????

HER SIZE COMPARED TO THE MONASTARY IS JUST???????

WHAT A WAY TO END THE TEASER HOLY SHIT

[misqnon]

Thoughts on Sanji enjoying feminine things?

short thoughts: i love it and think he should do it more often esp because i feel like he definitely does in canon and just won't actually let himself do so. i don't draw him in drag all the time for no reason

long thoughts: [breathes in]

i could write an entire essay on sanji's character in terms of femininity, queerness, and misogny BUT we don't have time for all that so let's just focus on the fact i feel like there's actual evidence he enjoys traditionally non-masculine things and oda actually puts him in situations to highlight this pretty frequently

-i am guilty of calling sanji a metrosexual . it's a stupid word but it fits him. he's the only guy on the ship that showers every day and the only other ppl on the ship who do this are the two girls. man also wears suits like mad and has a fairly...daring fashion sense outside of that (granted, most ppl in one piece do.) but he just cares about these things more than most guys! and that doesn't even seem like something that came from his upbringing at baratie bc...no one else dressed like that. he just does that himself. i also can't stop thinking about the sbs where someone suggested sanji would be a stylist in real life and oda went "yes agreed"

-the kamabakka moment...okay terribly offensive and transmisogynistic (won't get into it bc i have several times before) BUT if we can take one thing from that it's that sanji *did* dress up in makeup and a dress and like. frolic with the okama. it's framed as "against his will" but he definitely could have torn that shit off quickly and easily enough, yet oda decided to imply sanji enjoyed it for at least a time before he chickened back out and called the place hell for 2 years. yea, it was probably for oda's idea of 'comedic effect' but this is, once again, one piece. sometimes the humor is part of the plot. sometimes very real information is given through the guise of humor. going off of this u could mention that (also offensive but meant to be funny) joke with the blood donation scene from fishman island

-idk just something about the way oda writes him fighting lots of queer or non-conventionally masculine characters. i feel like it says something about sanji having his own internal struggle about his masculinity- which we know must be true bc of his whole list of virtues he never breaks a la women because of his upbringing with good ol' fashioned zeff and uh. "men should be war machines" germa over here. he fights bon clay and queen for christ sake.

-the scene where he's like happy as a clam to be in nami's body in punk hazard is another comedy gag that's also a little . interesting. I could say oda just keeps accidentally coding him but I feel like oda's very intentionally with his characterization and the subtlety of it

-overall he's just clearly so interested in masculinity since zeff raised him to be that way and he holds zeff in such high regards in combination with his background with germa, his mother and his sister, leading to a I Have To Be A Perfect Gentlemen And Also Respect Women by Putting Them On the Highest of Pedestals. and this in turn has made him reluctant to engage with femininity in any way that could be perceived as Not fitting this manly persona he's made for himself, yet he keeps getting put up against it in various small moments in the series whether comedic or not. I don't think oda frames sanji's relationship with masculinity entirely as a character flaw or weakness to be fixed, bc oda seems to respect sanji's views/they align with oda's own views. BUT I do think he knows it's partially susceptible to change and....he makes Sanji encounter these things so often for a reason. does that make sense?

in my ideal world sanji 20 years in the future is a bit more feminine even if he's still a casanova ladies man. like he accepted the okama influence in his life, he's just more quiet about it, lmao. I mean did u see his hair for oda's 40 yr old design

so yeah. he does, I think. quietly and deep down.

[wufflesvetinari]

hi!! okay so i really loved that one fanfic you wrote (3:16) way back when, it's honestly one of my favorite fanfics ever but I have a question for you!! I've honestly adored your writing style and techniques and I was wondering: what is your writing process? Not just plot wise (although yes that!) but also prose-wise? because honestly, the first thing that drew me into your fic was how FUCKING good your prose was and I was just in absolute awe reading what you had written, and it sort of started me on a journey to improve my own prose and make it sound nice.

so uh yeah!! what is your writing process and if you have any advice for how you write so beautifully (Not just prose wise!! plot and character wise too haha) or just like. writing advice in general, i am ALL ears <3

oh this is so incredibly sweet, thank you!!!

i've tried to marshal some thoughts...tbh i am always envious of effective writing that is UNLIKE mine, so there are lots of ways to go about this. (and also i am just Some Guy.)

i'll focus on prose things i think about during writing/revision b/c otherwise we will be here all night...but imo some of this overlaps with effective pacing, character, etc.

Prose is character – some writing is “voicier” than other writing is, living closer in a character’s POV.  but in most cases, if you are in any way in a character’s head, your prose is part of their characterization. dick grayson will use different words and notice different details than damian will. being intentional about a character’s voice has the nice iterative effect of strengthening their characterization, which then makes your prose more confident as you understand their voice, and on and on it goes

Allow “workmanlike” phrases – sometimes cliché exists for a reason; you don’t actually need every sentence to be a poem. in fact, you NEED simple writing to string together your powerhouse lines without turning it all into purple prose/losing the reader/ruining the pacing.

Examine “workmanlike” phrases – that being said, another failure mode is RELYING on these phrases instead of digging for something more interesting now and then. i might write the phrase “a chill went down her spine” – ok this is fine, but I’ve read this sentence 15,000 times in my life and seeing it in my own document should be a trigger to slow down and decide if there’s a more specific or vivid description that conveys character or mood or theme better. or is just prettier lmao. i think to myself: how does it feel to be scared? what is a physical reaction that’s REAL that i have experienced, and am not just taking from a list in my head called “Descriptions Of Being Scared That Writers Use”?

The fucking thesaurus lmao – do not find/replace willy-nilly obviously BUT if the only word you can think of is Not Exactly The Right Word Dammit then the fucking thesaurus is a perfectly valid brainstorming tool to get closer to what you are trying to say. even if u don’t find the right word, it’s often a jumping-off point to a better way to approach the sentence

Note your “is”es – ok this is the annoying one. imo this really strengthened my writing but i hated it so so much. when revising, find any instance of “is/was/seems.” (ex: “He seems impatient, and there’s a pile of paperwork sitting in front of him.”) There’s nothing WRONG with that sentence, but it’s worth checking to see if it’s an opportunity for a more active one that gives more character detail (“He taps impatiently on a pile of paperwork.” there. done.)

Condense – ok look at that example again. i phrased things more actively but i ALSO condensed two concepts (He seems impatient + there is paperwork) into a sharper sentence that ALSO tells us a bit about how this character acts when stressed. imo you can accidentally find really interesting prose this way, in addition to improving pacing.

Vary sentence structure – that being said, sometimes the way to go is a beautiful run-on, so long as that sentence has intention packed into it! if you are writing long lovely flowing sentences, it’s going to hit hard if you drop the emotional reveal in a short, choppy, standalone one. or if your sentences shorten as the mood of the scene changes, or or or.

Use detail to let a scene breathe – personally, i never want to write the phrase “there was a pregnant pause” or “there was a brief silence” if i can help it. this is personal preference, but i think the principle stands: you can instead control your reader’s sense of timing, create an implied pause, by giving detail in the right place. the reverse is why it bothers me when a conversation is interspersed with paragraphs of introspection lmao: in my head i’m wondering why pov is taking so long to respond

Use repetition – oh my god this is my cheat code. if you are really proud of a beautiful, distinctive phrase you wrote? use it again!!! make it a callback at an important moment!!! make it thematic!! do it on purpose. trust me it’s cool

Get out of their head – ok here’s an experiment. take a concept (“Dick is scared”) and tell yourself that you have to express this, but you CAN’T describe anything about Dick himself in order to do it. you can use the way the crumbling buildings of gotham loom above him, or the weather, or the way people react to him—but you cannot say a word about his actions or thoughts or feelings. chances are, you’ve now created some interesting prose getting at the concept abstractly. cool! use that, and also go and add the direct feelings back in if it makes sense to do so

"Unconscious" writing - uhh ok this one is weird, but sometimes for a VERY early draft—like, when I am staring down the blank page—I will stop…trying to write a story? I will instead begin to write, uh…poetry about what is happening in the story? Just, impressions, details, stream-of-consciousness…this will all have to be cleaned up and made linear later. but for now, go nuts. and usually it gives me a) some workable, pretty prose and b) an entry point into what i am trying to say so i can go back and write the “real version”

Dissect!! Good!!! Writing!!! - i'm sorry, this one is so boring. but if there's a writer who really WORKS for you, read very slowly and break down what's so effective about it on a prose level. i do this with ursula le guin. also, do this with poetry!!! which poems slam you to the ground and take your lunch money? how?

i know you also asked abt plot and character but i've already written so much lmao plz forgive me. i am not a big craft book person but i did enjoy refuse to be done and a swim in a pond in the rain. i also try to collect tips i find in this tag!

[bratphilia]

one last phone call

summary: Mike calls you one last time while he's on shift.

note: once again written before i actually saw the movie, so there's definitely divergence in what actually happens in the plot.

pairing: mike schmidt x reader

tags: phone sex, dirty talk, masturbation, mention of death, edging? LMAO

... ring ! ... ring ! ... ring !

"Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice messaging system..."

Of course you didn't pick up. It's 4 in the morning for fuck's sake. But there was something important about this call.

"Hey, baby... I'm sorry to call you at such a bad time — I'm awful, I know," Mike says with a small laugh.

"I just wanted to, you know, talk before... nevermind, I'll spare you the details. Uhm, I-uh.. I love you. More than anything in the world. I hope you know that. And I wish I was there with you tonight. I wish I didn't take this fucking job, but I'll do anything to support us. I know that this is... probably the weirdest call you've ever gotten but... I just wanted to... nevermind. I'm not really good at this."

"Anyways... the reason I wish I was there with you right now is... I just can't stop thinking about earlier... how perfect you were, and always are. The way you sucked my cock and swallowed every last drop. The way your thighs framed my head while I ate you out, and the sweet taste of your pussy — I can still fucking taste it. And the way you rode me into oblivion, fuck — I'm getting hard just talking about it. Honestly, I've had a massive boner the whole night... actually, I wonder if I could just..." there's a sound of metal clinking, and the shifting of clothes.

"Ah, fuck," he sighs, "I can't believe I'm doing this here, but I need you so bad right now."

"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" He says over the phone, his tone is different, dropped down more octaves and his breathing is noticeable.  The sound of skin slapping is audible. "I wanna fuck you so bad right now. I wish I was there fucking you instead of sitting on my ass over here, just waiting to die. I want you to ride me again. The way your tits bounce up and down is so fucking sexy. I want to bite your fucking nipples too, so hard that you scream my name and beg me to stop. I love it when you beg me. Like that time I edged you, eating you out and fingering you, until you started crying and whining for me to let you come already, or just fuck you. Shit — ah — wanna hit it from the back, too. Your ass is so fucking sexy from behind. I would grip your hair and push your face into the pillows. We would just fuck, and fuck, and fuck..."

Suddenly, there's loud footsteps. Loud enough that you could hear them from the over the phone. Then the sound of a slam, like a door shutting loudly.

"Fuck me, already? Give it a fucking rest... hah — I think one of those robots just saw my dick, babe. Good, it might shoo them away for the night... kinda shocked I didn't get blue balls from that. Maybe I like being watched. Maybe we'll get one of my friends to come over and watch us. You could put on a real show for them, yeah? Maybe I'll let them take a turn on you... I'm just kidding, I'd never share you with anyone."

"...back to what I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted... I want to stick my cock inside you as soon as I get home. Maybe even while you're asleep. Maybe I'll wake you up by eating your pussy. But for now, I just can't stop thinking about fucking you. The way you feel around me is like my own personal heaven. And the way you clench so it fits tighter, even though you deny it, it's so fucking hot.. and.. and.."

His breathing gets more labored. But there's a banging sound on the door. However, Mike keeps going.

"They're here, you know, but fuck, I'm so close. I wish you picked up — fuck, you could be there to help me. Your voice is all I need to come. You could make me spill with just one sentence, you know that? Fuck, fuck, fuck — no!"

A loud crashing sound resounds over the phone. It's the sound of a door breaking. And then the call cuts off.

You listen to that call the next day, at least a hundred times. You touched yourself to it the first time, but the end made you stop. It haunted you. You clung onto it as closure for what the hell happened to your boyfriend, and why he didn't come home last night.

[the-owl-tree]

reading the star excerpt (link here)

i quite like the prologue. i like curlfeather taunting splashtail, i like his insecurity being exacerbated. i think it actually hammers in how young and out of his depth he is

which....sucks the rest of the books portray him as this manipulative mastermind. he's much more fun of a villain when you can see him scrambling for power (and losing it)

which makes the whole riverclan as poor victims kind of suck. icewing rightfully calls out her clanmates for being cowards for uh- *checks notes* using mothwing as target practice?? sorry we're going over the top evil i see. anyways, my point is....yeah, riverclan IS complicit in this, they DO have a choice to say no. splashtail doesn't even have enforcers like brokenstar and tigerstar did, it's literally just one guy - heck the warriors themselves are the enforcers.

fear becomes a limp excuse at this point. you guys gotta unionize or something.

i think the book is really struggling to make splashtail's NO MISS OHKO X9999 ULTRAKILL ATTACK an actual credible attack. look i get it they think he has nine lives, but the three of them could take on a teen i believe it.

i think because this arc won't acknowledge that riverclan is complicit in letting this fester, that they wanted this kind of leadership, it makes him fall flat. how much scarier would it be, more gray it would be, difficult, and so and so on if the clan rallied behind their leader because of the prior events? i get it, they're playing into the fear angle, but there NEEDS to be some more willing participants or this doesn't work.

the closest we get is this exchange but like. guys. the gathering exchange was stupid as hell.

also, you'd think every brit was the worst dog owner in the world LMAO these boys are screaming and straining on their leash while the owners chatting away. every dog in brit is some cat mauling beast i guess.

i was so ready for repetitive "why should we do X??" let's fight about it for the next few pages that it was a fucking relief that cloverfoot was just "yep bring them in!". fucking uh flashbacks from bramblestar's leadership lmao

the phrasing on this made me snick. "behaved so badly" makes it sound like she was kind of unruly, not plotted to overthrow her leader lmao

i dont wanna nitpick, i am actually enjoying that the plot is moving and that things are happening but like....minor waste of a shadowclan pov. you'd think with how often they like to make references to past events, sunbeam being a shadowclan cat could absolutely come in handy in this situation (considering they once had nightheart explain shadowclan history to a shadowclan cat) but when she wonders if riverclan can ever repair itself, it really doesn't come up. idk, i guess i think she could've had a more optimistic perspective but ultimately it really isn't the biggest of deals.

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Oooh the Gathering trap is actually good, ignoring how a lot of them get thrown the idiot ball a little bit to make it work. I figured it out quickly (even though this arc loves having shit happen offscreen), it's nice to see some trickery for once! only real drawback is the books once again going "what did splashstar do to riverclan??" as if he's mind controlling them. I'm gonna actually hold out on hope that this is a set up to Frostpaw realizing her Clanmates haven't been mind controlled or whatever, they're doing this because they want to, because splashstar's ideals appeal to them after everything.

it probably won't happen but i wanna hold out hope.

tentatively interested! preparing for status quo disappointment!

[catboykilljoy97]

And I can go anywhere I want Anywhere I want, just not home And you can aim for my heart, go for blood But you would still miss me in your bones And I still talk to you, when I'm screaming at the sky And when you can't sleep at night, you hear my stolen lullabies

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THAT WAS LONGER THAN EXPECTED

Both the hiatus and, uh, this chapter itself. Nearly 11k words. Yes, the previous 10 chapters only had 40k combined. Yes, this was necessary. Trust me.

I was planning on doing a whole big thing, like a grand re-opening, where I went back and edited some of the inconsistencies and earlier writing, maybe added in some "deleted scenes" that I wanted to make room for but couldn't fit...but lmao no that's not happening 😅 I updated some chapter notes and that's it. If I started editing this thing for real, I'd be here forever. But I have thought about creating a "deleted scenes" fic/fic collection, because I do have a fair bit of content from scrapped ideas when I started tightening up the plot a little, from scenes that I came up with too late to actually add them, etc.

Also, uhhhh...not to bury the lede, but there's no tankjohnny in this chapter. Yeah, I know. This chapter is actually written from Lyla's POV and, honestly, could've worked as a one-shot. It's definitely plot-relevant to the rest of the story, though. Would've felt a bit more relevant if it came out sooner after Chapter 10 (which it ties into a bit) but, ehh, you can't win them all. I hope you enjoy, and don't worry, the next chapter will have plenty of tankjohnny content. In a moderately evil way, to be fair, but it will have plenty.

You can read it on AO3 HERE

[5-pp-man]

another tierlist because ppl actually liked that first one;

the crème de la crop;

the first 2 eps i thought it was fine, but it didnt really captivate me as much as id hoped. but then ep 3 changed everything for me. i started to think "how could living armour work logically? everything so far has been edible, so this must be too, right?" i actually managed to think of the exact thing that this series did. that really made me realise the worldbuilding in this was something unique, and it only got better and better with each episode. its really managed to captivate me and i look forward to "delicious donderdag" every week :)

ANIME ORIGINAL LETS GOOOO absolutely bonkers show that almost slipped by me because it initially tried to fool its audience into thinking it was a regular dramatic military show. it still is but theres also a giant robot who plays by saturday morning cartoon giant robot rules. if that sounds like tonal whiplash to you, trust me, it is. and its amazing. have i mentioned how homoerotic this one is as well? yeah. originally a tier below this one, but immediately after finishing this post i watched the newest ep. i had to make an exception and edit the list because ep 9 changes everything. i havent been gobsmacked by a show this hard in a while.

(return of the) show(s) that execute their own premise very well;

i havent read the manga for yubisaki to renren so i cant compare, but the quality of this adaptation has been very consistent. you need a little sweet romance every once in a while :) this is one of those series where the characters really grew on me the longer it went on. im always a fan of mixing realistic struggles with romance and this one has been doing it well so far

adaptations that are ok (i read the manga for both of these);

i've been a mashle fan since before s1 aired. and the anime has some good changes and additions here and there! but its not very consistent in terms of quality, it does that shonen thing where the animation quality suddenly spikes for certain action sequences, but it also frequently had a lot of scenes where they recycle shots a lot and nothing interesting happens on the screen for a considerable amount of time. still! its a fine adaptation. and yeah the op for this. blew tf up lmao? very strange to see happen in real time

i actually rlly like the manga for this one. i read the whole thing up until vol.6 before the season started (all that was available back then) and it made me cry multiple times throughout. i was sort of missing that connection with the show, though some of the later episodes still hit. its mostly to do with the animation quality, which isnt that great unfortunately. the voice actors are knocking it out of the park though

wghere am i;

is this show good? i. uh. will you hate me if i say yes...? objectively, i know its not that good. especially in the animation department. but if you like other Umatani shows, you'll like this one. it's got the same brand of goofy reactionary humour mixed with gimmicky tacky characters and crazy stupid plot twists. ive been faithfully watching this one each week and I'm afraid i've become very invested. overscientific indeed

bro you fell off...;

i was so beyond excited for this one. i replayed the op a million times, watched each preview, rewatched multiple episodes. and then. ep 5 happened. and i started to realise. oh this show kind of sucks doesnt it? the pacing of the first ep was great, but the rest? way too fast. it became clear with ep 6 that theyre trying to do a double cour show with half the length, which is why they started hauling ass plot-wise. now. i was an arajin apologist for the longest time. but at that point i honestly started to loathe him. even when he stepped up, his praise still felt sort of unearned. and to top it all off, shindou's motivation sucked so he felt like a lousy antagonist. ep6 was better than 5, but it really made me lose my enthusiasm and hope for the series. and right as we were talking about them probably not having time for a filler ep, ep7 happened. feels like a waste of time to do an ep like that when you've still got a whole 2nd arc to go through. but who am i

it started off pretty good honestly. but then chris went to the hospital and it kind of just dwindled from there. this season does so much with characters that have not even been properly introduced like how am i supposed to care about these people if i barely know who they are. the stuff with finn and leo respectively was good though. but the lore dump? lord help me. also vijay just kind of. exists to be there in the background huh? i would not call him a main character they never give him any attention. wendy had another ep again and he didnt get shit. again. also i think finn was stupid as fuck for not listening to lala but again. who am i. i know we cant destroy high card because we need a show but. cmon man.

i am severely behind on these;

reason why im behind is because most of the eps are a bit heavy so i kept. not watching them. its starting to get rlly interesting though so i'm def gonna catch up this is one of those robo-racism shows so i have to really watch out to see where its going. dont want another marginal service situation...

sorry this is just. a little too boring for me. its charming, sure. but i think this wouldve worked better as something with an 11 min timeslot instead of 23 min. theres just a bit too mu- or well, too little for me to rlly get into this. i think reading it would be more fun for me personally

[geee-three]

ya wanna know what i did instead of talking to my parents this fine fathers day

wrote shinonome angst. lol lmao this is from my mafia auuuuu

He glanced over at his bed, her hair spilling out over the edge. They had other rooms, sure, but he didn’t want to leave her alone in case she woke up. 

Or if they came for her. 

…No, he couldn’t think about that.

He sighed, sitting up. It seemed he was the one who couldn’t sleep. Every time he closed his eyes, Toya’s face flashed in his mind. Twisted in pain, blood smeared across his cheek, or tossing and turning in an uncomfortable hospital bed.

He should’ve been there. Toya was his boyfriend. It was his job to look after him. Hell, the two had been going to meet him. He should’ve met them halfway - taken the bullet, or, at the very least, been there to comfort him.

Well, maybe he wasn’t his boyfriend anymore.

He though he was dying. Was his final wish really to be with Nene? If so, he’d respect it. But what a way to break his heart. 

…At least Nene seemed guilty about it.

No. He couldn’t blame her for something Toya asked for. That’s not fair on her.

Fuck.

Was he mad or worried? He couldn’t tell. He thought maybe this was all his fault somehow, a plot engineered to make him feel bad.

Stop focusing on yourself, asshole. 

Right. Nene must be terrified… someone sent a fucking assassin after her.

She is the only Kusanagi kid.

…Weren’t the Kusanagis involved in the mafia, too?

…Fuck. That’s… not good. It was all coming back to him now. He’d be in some hot shit for sure by protecting her.

What if they got Nene, too? What if they got Toya for real this time? What if they got Ena?

Suddenly, everything felt far too big. He was a little kid playing dress-up in the big world. He didn’t know how to deal with this.

How pathetic, to be quivering on the edge of tears over things that haven’t happened.

He didn’t care. He wanted someone to swoop down, protecting him from all of this like a mother would.

He wanted Ena.

He glanced up at the alarm clock, ticking away on his desk, the only real sense he had of how much time had passed. 00:46. She’d be calling her friends soon, and he hadn’t gone to her for years.

Fuck it. This was big enough.

He stood up as quietly as he could, debating on if he should just leave his blanket, or- he draped it over Nene’s unconscious body, praying she’d still be breathing when he came back. 

Seven footsteps, then two quiet knocks. “Ena?”

She pushed herself back from her desk, turning to face the door. “What is it?”

He shuffled in, staring at his feet, unsure of what to do with himself. “Sorry if this is a bad time, but, uh..”

“Look at me,” she stood up, striding towards him, tipping his face toward hers. He looked like he’d been crying. “What happened?”

“You might wanna sit back down.”

She pulled him by his collar to sit on her bed, and had him face the wall. She ran her hands through his here, preparing to braid it. “Spill.”

“Ena, do you gotta do my hair?”

“This is sibling bonding time. Now,” she raised an eyebrow, “stop twisting your head ‘round and spill.”

He sighed. “Ok. You know Toya, yeah?”

“Mhm. Your ‘totally not my boyfriend Ena stop looking at me like that’?”

“He’s not my boyfriend, Ena, stop- oh, I see what you did.” 

“I can read you like a book, Akito. Stop with the bullshit.”

“Ok, fine, maybe he’s a little my boyfriend! But that’s not really relevant!”

“You brought him up.”

“Shut it. Did you want me to spill or did you want to interrupt?”

“Fine. Continue.”

“To cut to the chase, he got shot.”

“What.”

“Yeah. His dad’s a crime boss or something. But they weren’t aiming for him, they were aiming for Kusanagi Nene.”

“The girl in your class, green hair?”

“Yeah. We’re friends. That’s not- ok, it is kinda relevant.”

“Continue.”

“Right, uh. Her dad owes a debt or something and they threatened to kill her a while back if he didn’t pay. Guess he didn’t pay.”

“Damn. Why are all your friends involved in the mafia?”

“Could you have some sympathy?”

“No.”

“Great. Well. They hit Toya in the shoulder, I think, so he’ll live, but he’s in a bad state. I haven’t been to see him yet, but we’re going tomorrow morning.”

“I’ll have to go see him at some point, given how often he stays at ours.”

“Yeah. But that’s not what I wanted to talk about.”

“Well, get to the point.”

“He kissed Nene. Just after he got shot. He thought he was dying, and the last thing he did was.. cheat on me.”

“Your braid’s done.”

“Mm.” He flopped backwards, looking up at Ena. “What am I supposed to do?”

She sighed. “Talk to him. And Nene, too. People kiss each other platonically too, y’know. And it could’ve been a spur of the moment thing - maybe they don’t actually want to be together but kissed just in case.” She could tell he didn’t believe her.

“Because you know so much about kissing.”

“Oh, shut up.”

A Nightcord ringtone sounded. Akito sat up, spinning his feet off the bed, standing. “I’ll get out of your way now.” He headed for the door.

“Wait.” Ena grabbed his wrist, accepting the call. “Not now, Amia. Piss off.” She hit hang up, and almost threw her phone across the room, spinning it across the carpet. “Stay.”

“No, I-“

“Well, it’ll be at least twenty minutes before Amia will talk to me again, and you’re clearly not done talking.”

“I- Ena.” He sighed. “Listen, I shouldn’t have spoken to you at all. I don’t want to be a burden, you do enough for me already, without worrying about my stupid love life.”

“I’m more worried about the fact you’ve gotten yourself mixed up with multiple people who have assassins after them.” She frowned. “And where’d you get the idea you’re a burden?”

He wouldn’t meet her eyes.

Her mental maths wasn’t great, but she knew that Shinei - sorry, her father - was home a few weeks ago, and he’d had an argument with Akito over something or other while she was at class. Neither of them would talk to her about it, and a significant amount of Akito’s alcohol stockpile was gone. More accurately, confiscated.

“I’ll kill that man if he so much as touches you, do you hear me?”

“He didn’t hit me or anything. It’s fine.”

“For fuck’s sake. Sit your ass back down. It’s not fine, you’re not fine, nothing about this is fine.” She gestured wildly, sighing as he did as requested, and lowered her voice, which had been gradually rising. “This is not normal in the slightest, just the stuff in our house, let alone everything else that’s been going on with you.”

He laughed sadly, one of the only laughs she’d heard from him in a while. “You don’t know most of it, either.”

“Akito.” She stared directly at him. “Tell me the rest of it.”

“What if I said Nene was sleeping in the other room because I don’t want her going back to her house, just in case?”

She continued to stare, mouth agape.

“What if I’ve spent the last six months watching out for sniper rifles constantly?”

“Aki-“

His voice was wobbling now. “What if I said I haven’t been coming home as much in case they get you?

“You wha-“

“What if I said I’ve been drinking far more than you know?

What if I said he didn’t hit me but I hit him, because he compared me to you in a bad way? What if I said I was drunk?

What if I said I’ve been getting into fights constantly and winning?”

“This isn’t healthy. Please, Akito-”

He shook his head. “What if I said most of my friends, boyfriend included, are likely in abusive households and won’t tell me anything, and that’s why I don’t care what goes on here because it’s nothing compared to what they go through constantly?”

He was properly crying now, and dropped the bombshell:

“What if I said I have reason to believe Mom didn’t run off with another man, she ran away from the mafia as well, and died only last year?”

“I- I don’t know what to say, Akito.” She sighed. “My little baby brother, all grown up, and in a big fuckin’ mess with the mafia.”

He sobbed into her shoulder, dry heaves shuddering his whole body. “Can we go back to when we were kids, and everything was easier?”

“I don’t have a time machine, do you?”

“No.”

They sat in silence for a minute, Ena processing everything still. “Well, I don’t have solutions for any of your problems, but did talking help?”

he sat up, sniffling. “A little.”

“Good. You do know you can come to me anytime, right?” She tried to glare at him, but it melted into soft concern the moment she met his eyes. All she could see was the little kid who ran in circles chasing butterflies, but the pretty much adult guy who’s boyfriend was just almost murdered sat in front of her, and every childhood memory seemed a million worlds away.

Were those two ever truly happy? It seemed Shinonomes rarely were. A family curse, or something. Everything ends eventually. Their name did mean sunrise, after all - the ending of the night - but it seemed to be dawning onto a world full of suffering.

Shinonomes were, historically, tragic. They seemed to be following that path.

Maybe they’d be the first to escape it. But that also seemed a million worlds away.

They were somewhere between the playground and the battlefield, and by any god who’d listen, Ena did not want to see her brother among the wounded.

“Love you, Aki.” She ruffled his hair, a childish giggle escaping him, likely the last she’d ever hear.

“Right back at ya’.” He stood up to leave, braid still framing the left side of his face. “Say ‘hi’ to Amia from me.”

“Oh, right. Will do. And-“ he glanced back to hear her final message, “-stop avoiding me. I can handle a few sniper rifles.”

He smiled, but it felt empty. To both of them.

She picked up her phone, spotting… a lot of notifications from the rest of her circle. 

#not-tunes-1 17 missed calls amia: what the fucj enanan K: hope she’s ok… Yuki reacted: finger pointing upwards amia: hey wait shes back online @enanan Enanan <3:i was dealing with a crisis (not mine this time) Yuki reacted: red question mark amia: yah I heard lil bro when you so eloquently told me to piss off amia: is he ok Enanan <3 :no but none of your business K: do you need to talk? Yuki reacted: finger pointing upwards Enanan <3: nah im gucchi amia, Yuki reacted: raised eyebrow face K: should we start now or not for tonight? Enanan <3: eh im still reeling from some of the shit he said Enanan <3: presumed u would start w/o me?  Yuki reacted: red cross or x Enanan <3: im not needed for the music amia: yah but we like you dipshit Yuki reacted: finger pointing upwards Enanan <3: why lmao amia, K, Yuki reacted: thumbs down K: bad awnser Yuki reacted: finger pointing upwards Enanan <3: yall dogpiling me ffs Yuki reacted: thumbs up amia: shkhjhhsd yuki *you* need to be dogpiled most days?? Yuki reacted: shrugging or neutral man. K reacted: nodding or agreeing head. Enanan <3: whatever im having a nap (deleted) Enanan <3: i have class in like two hours and i woke up earlier bc of the mafia so. Yuki reacted: red interrobang  amia: SORRY WHAT Yuki reacted: finger pointing upwards Mod Enanan <3 deleted a message. Enanan <3: nothing amia: im so asking lil bro about this at school Enanan <3: I swear to fuck if you do that I will actually hit you over the head with a chair Enanan <3: its already fucking with him enough he doesn’t need to be question at school of all places amia: fine Enanan <3: this is not a fucking joke do you hear me? Its none of your business and one person’s already been shot so stay out of it Enanan <3: I dont need more dead people K: are you ok, Enanan? Yuki reacted: finger pointing up replying to: Enanan <3: nah im gucchi amia: this is getting less and less believable by the minute Enanan <3: nothing I can’t sleep off. Gn.

She put her phone down, tucked herself into bed, and cried quietly into her pillow.

What on earth had he gotten himself into?

…What kind of sister was she if she couldn’t get him out of it?

[nilusanimationworld]

So....the KFP4 plot huh? WHEW! I really needed DAYS to process all this & uh...I think I’m finally ready to talk about it?

Also before I start saying anything please note that I may share few more EXTRA details. Where did I get the details? Welllll? I may have cheated & decided to spoil myself a bit to get more stuff out. Although I promise I’m not gonna share any images & go deep to spoil movie. To be honest I myself only managed to get like only 5% extra details. Also reason I had to spoil myself to dig this deep by talking with the person who got this stuff personally from CinemaCon is that I’ve seen a lot posts saying most of you all have GIVEN UP on the franchise after the plot news was out. Granted some of the plot is not making sense. I myself had to read like 100x to process all in. But giving up on the franchise? I still can’t do that. KFP has a special place in my heart. I’m not saying I’m here to rescue by giving you guys hope. Instead I’d highly suggest you all to keep the expectations low....LIKE REAL LOW! The higher we’re setting the bar the more disappointing results we’re gonna get. Some things so far I found does give us a little hope of light & some are well....meh?  

ALSO PLEASE NOTE IF YOU DONT WANT TO GET SPOILED I’D HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM REDDIT & TWITTER FOR A WHILE! ESPECIALLY DO NOT USE THE KUNG FU PANDA 4 HASHTAG ON TWITTER 

|| SPOILERS UNDER CUT || 

So first let’s just start with the villain herself. The Chameleon. Turns Kate Mckinnon is voicing the villain & her design so far is actually not bad? So far it actually looks good. Only way I could describe her looks is that she’s giving me a bit Shen mixed with bit of Viper vibes. Elegance is the only word I can describe her. Since its only a storyboard image sadly. Its not even a concept art image. 

As for her abilities/powers! Ooooh I hate Dreamworks here for baiting us saying this Chameleon can ‘summon’ the old villains. I know they’re doing this for keeping this a surprise or something idk but whatever the CinemaCon fans saw are completely different from the whole summoning idea. Apparently turns out she IS THE ONE HERSELF who can turn into TAI LUNG, SHEN & KAI. SHE’S A SHAPESHIFTER! Which is no surprise since she is a Chameleon & they’re known for changing colors. So I really don’t see the point why Dreamworks made movie news blogs & reports saying & using the word “SUMMON” which is completely different from “Shapeshifting”? Another thing this is gonna disappoint a lot of Tia Lung, Shen & Kai fans because i’ve seen a lot over excited fans who are waiting for a rematch Especially a Po vs Tai Lung. I’m so sorry guys but these guys are not coming back. They originals are dead DEAD!

She’s also gonna shift into one of Po’s biggest challenger yet too. I’m not mentioning this one this is worth saving it for the movie or the trailer. I hope they save this surprise of the MOVIE ONLY

So far for me the villain actually does sound & look promising. Whoever came up with Chameleon shapeshifting idea is actually pretty darn smart. My only concern is that she doesn’t become one of jokester type villains since its Kate Mckinnon who’s voicing. So yeah...that’s the villain info

Now for the fox character Chen?Zhen?Zhan?Chan? LMAO y’all have no idea how many different spellings I had to come across to get this character info! The funny part is people are even changing the fox’s gender in some articles which is really weird because its Awkwafina who is gonna voice her. So far we only know that she’s gonna be shown as a thief first? And later as Po’s student? Her design? No idea. For now. 

Judging by Awkwafina’s past animated characters like Sisu & Ms Tarantula I’m assuming the character might be some playful, sneaky, childish, cunning type of a fox character since the fox is gonna be introduced first as thief? idk this is just my thoughts? Bonus if she turns out to be some annoying teenager or young adult who would try to get on Po’s nerves during their adventure.Kinda to give Po taste of his own medicine & realize how difficult it is for Shifu & Tigress who has to deal with Po’s shenanigans. 

Also I won’t be surprised if the Fox too has some very similar backstory like Po or Tigress. I’m really getting a feeling the story is gonna be about misunderstood fox who most likely could be either an orphan or abandon by family/villagers or something

Okay so now comes the plot. We all know that Po is gonna get promoted to higher master position & he has to find new Dragon Warrior...yaddy-yaddy-yadda!  Apparently their gonna show Po finding Chen/Zhen/Zhan/Chan (SOMEONE PLEASE CONFIRM WHAT’S HER REAL SPELLING!) in the museum where Po is....patrolling? (i’ll be honest this info is a little confusing because I really don’t see why Po of all people is patrolling at the museum especially since now he’s in a bigger position....like why?) So after he finds her & catches her & stuff & she tells about Chameleon & later go on this adventure (Oop! Dragon Knight plot?) to city where the Chameleon resides & here comes the typical Mike Mitchell writing. Take a wild guess what the city is gonna filled with? We had got Wolves for the Gongmen City right? Now what could be MORE DANGEROUS THAN WOLVES? Hmmmmm? Well.....

LADIES & GENTLEMEN! WE’RE GONNA GET CUTE EVIL BUNNIES! WHEW....LET. THAT. SINK. IN 

This really reminds me of one episode in LoA where Po had to deal with his past bully which was also a BUNNY! Funny part of that episode was that even Tigress had hard time believing Po couldn’t fight his bully bunny enemy & constantly reminded Po how tiny the bunny is which pissed & offended Mantis off. Anyways back to the main topic.

Now I’m not gonna sugar coat this one. The plot STILL very much does sound very off & very animated series level of writing. Also the person has confirmed this movie is gonna have more of comedy BUT (here’s the hopeful part or at least I’m hoping) the thing is all this info is just like 10 or 20% of the plot. There could be chances that we could still get some emotional stuff since Dreamworks is known for hiding & saving the emotional stuff strictly only for the movie. Remember Puss In Boots? The trailer gives us more of action & the idea of the plot meanwhile the scenes like Puss feeling guilty about not attending his own wedding, the anxiety scene, Goldie’s wish scene & Perrito’s back story all this was saved for the movie. So yeah I am still keeping 5% hope we do get some heavy stuff especially if this movie really does turn out to be the FINAL CHAPTER. Who knows that those storyboards were only the main stuff just to give idea & furious five too MIGHT be there during the adventure but their all split up or something? Idk man I’m just saying.

Where is Shifu? Furious Five? Po’s dads? The Other Pandas? OKAY....uh...so far uh....sadly I’ve no freaking idea where the hell are Po’s dads or the pandas? I’m just gonna assume all the pandas have settled down in Valley of Peace & living regular lives. Po’s dads I’m assuming running the restaurant? There’s sadly no info on this one. Although I really wished his dads would’ve played important role in this one since its gonna be lot difficult for Po to take in his new position & to pass his Dragon Warrior title. 

As for Shifu & the Five. We are gonna get them but we’re told they’re NOT gonna be part of the adventure or what so far the storyboards was shown at Cinema Con din’t have much of them. I am still like 3% hopeful for this one since the guy mentioned these were only the boards which were shown there could be chances the changes can be made. But if the movie really is only focusing on Po, the fox & the Chameleon than I’m assuming we might get very few cut scenes of Furious Five & Shifu. Back & forth scenes like they did in KFP3. Either that or the Furious Five are having some other separate mission & hence that’s why Po decides to go solo with the fox. 

THIS IS WHY!!! THIS IS WHY WE NEED A WHOLE SEPARATE FURIOUS FIVE SPIN OFF MOVIE

Now for the big question; Why isn’t Po giving his Dragon Warrior title to any from the Furious Five? Especially to Tigress?! OH BOY! When I came across the articles saying Po is gonna have to find new Dragon Warrior replacement my mind too immediately went on Tigress! HECK! EVEN MY MOM SAID THIS! Also I had the whole KFP1 movie flashed in front of my eyes Especially the scene of Tai Lung screaming at Shifu telling him about how he filled Tai Lung's head with Dragon Warrior dreams & trained him hard till his bones cracked & Shifu & The Furious Five being sour & bitter towards Po in beginning...I understand now...I FREAKING UNDERSTAND THE PAIN THEY WERE GOING THROUGH TO PROCESS THE FACT THAT THEY ALL TRAINED THE HELL OUT OF THEMSELVES FOR THIS DAMN TITLE EVEN GOING TO EXTEND THE GET THEIR BONES CRACKED & END UP GETTING NOTHING & instead some random noodle folk panda fell from the sky with no whatsoever kung fu skills gets the title...YUP I UNDERSTAND THE RAGE NOW. AND THIS SHIT IS HAPPENING ALL OVER AGAIN I SWEAR TO GOD THIS DRAGON WARRIOR TITLE IS SUCH A FREAKING CURSE!! GODDAMN OOGWAY!!

BUT...BUT...Here's the thing what we also see is that Five...ESPECIALLY TIGRESS never had that desperate goal for Dragon Warrior title in the first place. We all know at this point well aware that Tigress only wanted to get the Dragon Warrior title is because she wanted to make Shifu proud but after seeing Shifu finally being more compassionate and the older playful self again thanks to Po. Tigress doesn't hold that grudge or jealousy anymore towards Po. Which same goes for the five since they were already warming up towards Po before Shifu & Tigress.  

I know most of us & myself deep down all wanted Tigress to get the title since she has gone through hell the most right from her Bao Gu days but Tigress has made it very much clear that she's moved on from the whole wanting Dragon Warrior title and she's become her own warrior

Now in Tai Lung's case. Even though Tai Lung says he did all that training to make Shifu proud but it was clear that Tai Lung was already blinded & thirsty for the Dragon Warrior power the most (Thanks to Shifu). Heck! Shifu himself admits this that his pride blinded him so badly he turned Tai Lung into a monster.

So yeah I know right now we're all disappointed that Po isn't giving his title to any of the furious five but to some random fox (who is a thief...wow..nice choice Po) but let's not forget that's how even Po's story started & we'll just have to wait & watch to see Po taking Shifu's role as master & trains this fox character. 

Also I’ll make a separate post on how Chen?Zhen?Zhan?Chan? (I SERIOUSLY STILL HAVE NO IDEA WHAT HER REAL SPELLING IS) on how she could earn the Dragon Warrior title. That’s not gonna be a spoiler post that is just gonna be an analyzing post or how I can see it happening

And lastly can we trust Mike Mitchell?...OOOOOH BOY! Judging by his past projects I would say it’s a little concerning but lets not forget even Joel Crawford had made some not so very successful projects in the past as well & years later Puss In Boots 2 became one of his best & successful projects yet. I’m not so concern of Mike my main concern is what exactly happen to Jennifer Yuh Nelson for not being part of this so sudden? I remember in interview she had mentioned if she really decided to make all 6 chapters like Jeffrey Katzenberg suggested she really wanted to make a complete beautiful necklace franchise for Po’s journey! Heck to be honest the third movie itself WAS ENOUGH AS A PERFECT END TO THE CHAPTER! It really did give us a perfect trilogy I honestly don’t know why or what made them to give us fourth. This whole retiring thing & passing on torch has been a very common plot trend in most animated/anime/comic medias lately. Anyways. Too late now. Lets see how this chapter turns out.

So....uh..yeah I guess that's it? I tried my best to keep this post with some positive stuff just to you know...lighten up? The thing is we can't say much anything right now because the movie is still in beginning/mid (storyboarding) stage. Its still too early. Changes still can happen hence we cant say much yet. Jack himself mentions that its too early for the trailer. So yeah its very common at times last moments some ideas could have changes.

Only word of advice to the pandom I'm gonna give is be a little more patient. I myself needed DAYS to process & break it down. If we have waited this long we just going to have to wait a little longer. My guess on getting the first teaser we could most likely get it in... August or September (this year)? I'm calculating according to how we got Puss In Boots trailer. The trailer was released in June & the movie was released in December.

We just gonna have to play the waiting game a little long & PRAY!! LOTS & LOTS OF PRAYERS (& INNER PEACE) THIS MOVIE DOESN'T RUIN THE FRANCHISE!! That is all for now. Feel free to share your thoughts or can private DM me!

[iheartpapipascal]

Dangerous Statement

Pairing: Jack Daniels x f!reader

Rating: 18+ MINORS DNI!!!

Summary: reader has bad sex the night before, so her roommate helps her out. Basically smut with a little plot beforehand and a tiny bit of fluff after (because I can't resist). Also, the reader isn't aware of Jack's occupation in this fic, just a heads-up.

Warnings: language, mentions of alcohol, nippleplay, oral sex (f! receiving), fingering, unprotected p in v (wrap it up, yall), small praise kink, softdom!jack (blink and you'll miss it I'm serious), creampie, fluff, no use of Y/N. If I missed anything, please let me know in the comments!

Word Count: 3.6k

A/N: I really liked writing this, and I hope yall like it too. If you have any suggestions for future fics, just let me know :) also, if anyone knows how to make your posts say the "see more" thing, I would really appreciate it😭 I'm tired of scrolling all the way through a fic just to get to my other posts lmao.

Enjoy!

Edit: had to tweak a few things today, it was really late when I posted this last night and I forgot to add some stuff. Now enjoy (for real this time).

You yawn as you lumber into the kitchen, rubbing sleep from your eyes. Still making yourself aware of your surroundings, you spot the coffee machine on the counter and walk over to pour yourself a cup.

"Mornin'."

The smooth southern drawl of his voice abruptly cuts into the silence of the apartment, making you jump. You turn around, sipping on the hot, bitter liquid to face him.

"Jack? I thought you weren't supposed to be back for about a week."

He sits at the small two-seater dining table with a newspaper in hand and his beloved Stetson on the surface beside him.

"Well, I wasn't, but once we landed in Dallas, my boss musta' had the sudden realization that he overcompensated for the amount of work that needed to be done, so I was uh, sent home early."

You blink as you take in the slightly annoyed tone of his voice, the way his brows furrow as he talks, and the way his eyes glide over the page he's focused on.

"Oh."

You never really asked about his job, but you knew he was pretty secretive about it and that it kept him away often.

You pause and take a swig of your coffee.

"Hey, Jack, when'd you get in?"

Shit. Please say he got here this morning. Early this morning, too tired to even shower, please say that. Please say he didn't hear anything. Please, please, pl-

"Pretty late last night, but apparently not late enough. Boy, it sounded like you were havin' fun," he snickers as he turns the page.

Shit indeed.

"I don't know what you mean," you say, playing dumb, but he sees right through you.

"Oh come on, sweetheart," he drawls, tearing his eyes away from the paper and looking up at you through dark lashes, "You weren't exactly quiet."

"You think maybe," you scoff under your breath, giving up the useless facade, "That was the point?"

You couldn't hide the disappointment in your voice. And you were disappointed. You had high hopes for the man you had met the night before. He had seen you from across the bar and bought you a drink. He came over a minute later and cracked a cheesy pickup line. Despite your groans, the alcohol already in your system made you easy to laugh, and you invited him to have a seat. He was kind, funny, moderately handsome, and when he touched your leg after a joke, it gave you goosebumps. Yes, he was all this, and somehow, completely horrible in bed.

Jack chuckles. "So you were fakin'?"

"Yeah, nothing new though, if I'm being honest. Seems like all men have the same goal: get off and get out."

He looks back down at the newspaper. "Well that's quite a statement."

"So you're saying it's not true then?" You bring the mug to your lips, awaiting his answer.

He shrugs. "In my personal experience, no. A woman never leaves my bed unsatisfied."

You scoff lightly. "Well aren't you special?"

"It's true, sugar," He looks back up at you. "You wouldn't."

You look at him with wide eyes, silent at the suggestion that's clearly a joke. Clearly. Right?

"Hey, you there?" His voice snaps you out of your thoughts and back to the present.

"Jack, what do you mean by that?"

"By what, sweetheart?"

"By saying that I wouldn't."

You lock his eyes with yours, daring him to say the words again. He looks at ease, like he's enjoying this, even. He clears his throat.

"What I mean by that, is that if you had sex with me, darlin', those moans wouldn't be fake."

You stare at him, cheeks heating up, even more dumbfounded by these words than the last. This side of him wasn't relatively unseen, though. He was always flirtatious with you, and sometimes you even returned those words jokingly. He made it easy enough, being hot as hell, but he was your roommate. You had deemed him off limits on day one.

"Is that an offer?" You tease, trying to salvage your dignity.

He closes the newspaper and stands up, smirking. "I don't know, is it?"

You look at him as he walks towards you, still trying to wrap your mind around his words. The only viable explanation for this is that he's messing with you.

"You're kidding, right?"

"I don't know, am I?"

"For God's sake, Daniels, just answer the damn question," You say in exasperation. "It's too early in the morning for riddles."

He closes the space between you, his eyes locked onto yours.

"I think I've made my intentions pretty clear, darlin'."

You're looking up at him now, so close he can probably hear your heart trying to jump out of your chest. Your eyes take all of him in, your gaze lingering first on his warm brown eyes, the shape of his beautiful aquiline nose, then the pout of his lips. You can make out his familiar scent of whiskey, caramel, and spicy hints of cinnamon. You make one last feeble attempt to deny what you want. What you need.

"Jack, I don't know...." Your words almost get caught in your throat as you continue to take in his presence so close to you. "I don't know if this is a good idea."

He smiles as he takes the mug out of your hands and sets it gently on the counter.

"Let me help you make up your mind."

Your eyes lock on his as he cups one side of your face with his hand. And then he's kissing you. His lips touch yours and suddenly you feel a longing for him that you hadn't known was there. Your eyes flutter closed as you savor the kiss, tender but firm. He tastes both spicy and sweet, and you feel as if you can't get enough. His lips linger on yours for a moment before he lets them separate and presses his forehead to yours.

"Just say the word and I'll stop." His words break the silence the kiss fills and your eyes open to look at him. You take in the situation for a moment. You pushed up against the counter, this close to him. Your bodies feel as if they were made to be pressed together like this. Fuck it, you decide. You reach up to grab the collar of his shirt and pull him back toward you. The kiss is rougher this time, more needy from the both of you. Your hands find his hair and run through his dark locks, looking for anything to grab onto.

He softly grips your waist with his free hand and takes his lips away from yours. You would protest at the absence if he wasn't moving his mouth lower to your chin, down your jaw, and then finally making you gasp as he hits a spot on your neck that sends sparks all through your body and heats up the place between your legs. He lets his hand fall from your face to make its way around your waist, then lets the other one go lower to snake its way around your upper thigh. In one swift motion, he picks you up and sets you gently on the counter, still kissing you hungrily.

His hands seem to have a mind of their own, moving to touch every part of you that they can at once, though still never enough. They move across your legs, your waist, and up your shirt, each spot they desert replaced with a feeling of need for his touch. Your eyes are closed and your mouth is open in a soft 'oh' as he moves his lips from your neck to your sternum, your hands still playing with his hair.

He lightly touches the fabric of your shirt and pulls his lips away from your skin to look at you again, both of you breathing in unison.

"This shirt needs to come off, sweetheart."

The words weren't a statement, but a question. One last chance for you to stop this before it goes too far. He slowly bunches up the fabric at each side of your shirt as he awaits your answer. You give him a single slow nod, telling him to go ahead. He nods back as he carefully lifts the shirt up over your head and tosses it on the floor.

Normally, when he was home, you would wear a sports bra under your shirt to bed, something to cover your chest. You had grown up uncomfortable with the idea of anyone seeing too much, and that notion stuck with you into adulthood. But due to him not being there for the past few days, you had freed yourself from that restraint.

"Shorts, too."

He plays at the waistband of your shorts as you adjust to allow him to pull them off and throw them haphazardly next to your shirt.

You look at his face for any type of reaction, waiting for him to say or do something, anything, as he just stares at you for a moment. Stares at your bare breasts, the way they shape a deep 'V' into your chest. The black lace panties you're still wearing from preparation for the night before. He stares at you in awe of what he deems perfection.

He brings his hand to your stomach, slowly moving it upward to cup your breast, his thumb moving circles around the bud of your nipple. The stimulation gives you chills as he kisses you again. He starts to move down like before, but doesn't stop at your collarbone. Instead, he goes further to your other breast, kissing and licking at your other nipple as he looks up at your reaction. Your eyes are closed in concentration, trying to savor the moment.

After a minute, he stands up and guides your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. He makes out with you ravenously as he picks you up, carrying you across the apartment and to the couch. He brings both of you down onto it, him on top of you as your legs untangle themselves from around him. He sits up for a moment, taking off his T-shirt to reveal his bare chest, then goes back to touch your lips with his. One hand is in your hair, the other making its way down your body, finally settling on the fabric of your panties.

His fingers rub small circles around your sensitive spot through the fabric, making you squirm. He smiles against your lips as he takes in the small sounds you make against his. He drags his mouth down your body as he continues to play with your clit, enjoying every reaction he can draw from you with just his hands.

"Fuck, sweetheart. So wet for me already, hm? You want these fingers inside you, sugar?" He says, his mouth down by your entrance, placing small kisses around the area and sending jolts through your body with each one. Not able to wait, he pushes the lace aside as he licks a stripe up your pussy, making you moan softly. You cover your mouth, embarrassed to be making noises this early.

"Yeah, just like that darlin'. Keep makin' sounds just like that for me." He reaches up to grab your wrist to remove it from your mouth and pin it to your side. He continues to tease your clit with his tongue as your body begs for him and your mouth does the same. He finally lets his tongue enter you, looking up at you as he chuckles at your reaction.

You moan and continue to writhe under the influence of his tongue as he uses his forearm to pin you to the couch.

"Shhh, sweetheart. Stop movin'....just relax. Stop squirmin' or I'll stop. Understand?" He says, clearly enjoying the way you're trying to control yourself.

"Mm-hm." You nod, unable to form coherent words and try to focus on following his directions. You try, but you're falling apart at the seams with the way his tongue is massaging your pussy. With the way his mustache is rubbing against your clit, creating friction and blinding all your senses with pleasure. He takes your legs and throws them over his shoulders, then enters you with his fingers. Fingers much bigger and and longer than your own.

He curls them inward, repeatedly hitting a spot that makes you see stars. You moan loud as he continues to eat you out and finger you at the same time, stimulating and bringing you to the brink of an orgasm.

"Jack, please," You beg between moans, finally finding the words, "I need more."

He laughs as he meets your request, curling his fingers even deeper inside you and sucking your clit, sending you over the edge. You wrap your legs around his neck and cry out his name louder than ever as you come, closing your eyes as white-hot pleasure courses through you. You buck your hips against him as he helps you ride out your high until it becomes too much for you to handle. He cleans you up with his tongue, lapping up your orgasm and making you shudder with every touch placed on your overstimulated area.

Then, he pulls you up into a sitting position, now at eye level with you. He brings his fingers to your lips, letting you taste yourself on him. It's unlike anything you'd ever experienced before, and you allow yourself to enjoy it, looking into his eyes as you lick every bit of your juices off of him, coming off his fingers with a soft pop. With your legs now together, he's able to pull off the useless panties separating your pussy from him in a single quick motion and let them drop to the floor. He stands up and unbuttons his jeans, dropping and stepping out of them. From your sitting position, your eyes are level with his boxers, and he gives a low hiss as you palm him through the thin cotton with your hand.

"These need to come off, sweetheart." You look up at him, feigning innocence as your hand continues to tease him. You tug at the waistband with both hands and pull them down, eyes widening as you take in the sight of his cock.

Oh, fuck. Of course he's big.

Your reaction is subtle but apparently not invisible, because he laughs softly and lifts your chin to look at him in the face.

"You can take it darlin', you'll be fine. Promise."

You quickly regain your composure and nod as he strokes himself a few times, trying to relieve some of the tension in him. Then, he takes your hands and helps you off the couch, kissing you as he turns you both around and sits. He pulls down so you're straddling him, your hands running through his hair as he lines himself up with your entrance.

He stops kissing to look at you and you do the same. He nods in encouragement as you prepare yourself. You start to move down and pause as the tip stretches your entrance. "Fuck," you mumble, and stay there for a second. He's not moving, letting you go at your own pace, and you're instantly thankful. You close your eyes and brace yourself as you lower onto him. You let out a soft gasp and hold onto him tighter as you put his full length inside you. He's painfully big and you stay there for a second, getting used to him. You're positive you wouldn't be able to do this if you weren't already wet from your previous orgasm.

When you feel ready, you start to ride him slowly, still trying to get comfortable. There's still a stinging sensation that comes with each downward motion, but you start to welcome it as pleasure begins to creep its way into the existing pain. After some time, the pain completely subsides and you're left with just desire for more of him. You start to pick up the pace and he notices, both hands on your hips to help guide you onto his cock. You open your eyes to look at him, letting out soft moans as he talks you through it.

"That's it, sweetheart, you're doin' amazing. Look at me, just keep your eyes on me."

Your legs begin to shake as you continue to move up and down, still somehow not enough to get you where you're going just yet.

"Jack. Faster. Please go faster," you whine, barely getting the sentence out. And just like that, you're begging just like you did earlier. With a rushed breath, you choke out the one word that will make him give you what you need.

"More."

Your pleas are hushed and quick, but he understands them. He starts to thrust up into you, his hands gripping your waist hard, no doubt leaving marks. He brings you down onto him with such force that he bottoms out, making you moan loudly. He does this over and over, and with each of his thrusts you melt into him, clinging onto him for support. Your cries for him become louder as he continues, until you swear your neighbors can hear you in the next apartment over.

"Fuck, sugar, keep goin' just like that. Good girl, just keep sayin' my name. So fuckin' pretty when you do that."

His words are low and barely heard over your screams, but they push you further nonetheless. You can tell he's close, but you can also tell there's no way in hell he's about to let himself come before you. He swears as he pounds into you from below, holding you steady as you ride him. The final motion that threatens to send you over the edge is when he brings his index and middle finger up to his tongue then back down to your clit, rubbing it in small, controlled circles. You try to close your eyes but he grabs your chin and makes you face him.

"Look at me darlin'. I want to see those pretty eyes on mine when I make you come." You look at him as best you can and try to focus on his eyes as he keeps his relentless pace, drawing out cries of pleasure from your lips. Then finally, without much warning, the coil tightening in your core snaps, sending waves of ecstasy through your body. Your eyes are still trained on him as he continues to fuck you, each motion making your muscles clench onto him and sending blinding pleasure to every last part of you. You put your head in the indent of his shoulder as you grip onto him for support, the reality of the situation coming back to you as your orgasm wears off. He continues to fuck into you, chasing his own high while whispering praises in your ear. After a few thrusts, his breathing increases and the sound of his voice interrupts your thoughts.

"Where do you want it, sugar?" He asks, his words strained as he tries to maintain his pace. Your face leaves his shoulder and you sit up to look at him.

"Inside."

That's all he needs to hear. He leans his head back against the couch, low groans escaping his mouth. Some seconds later, you feel his warm orgasm enter you, filling you up, and its unlike any sensation you'd ever felt before. You cant help the smile creeping onto your face. It'd always been a kink you wanted to explore, but during previous sessions with other men it had never felt right to ask when the time came. With Jack, though, you don't feel any hesitation to ask for what you want. It's freeing and you know instantly that you would be comfortable telling him even your deepest desires.

He slows his pace to a stop as you rest, still on him. He brings his hand up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear as he looks at you, searching your face for any signs of discomfort. He carefully guides you off of him then helps you sit down on the couch. He stands up then turns to face you. You have a look of confusion on your face and start to protest before he stops you.

"Don't move, alright? I'll be back in a sec."

You wait on the couch as he goes into the bathroom. He comes back after a minute, a wet washcloth in hand. He carefully cleans you up, chuckling as you shudder when the cloth touches a sensitive spot on your body. When he's done, he tosses it onto the floor beside his clothes. He sits on the couch beside you, then gingerly brings you both down into a laying position, one arm cradling your head, the other wrapped around you, pulling you close to him. He brings his lips to yours, kissing you tenderly before moving up to kiss the tip of your nose, then finally your forehead. He lets himself linger there for a second and you close your eyes, savoring the moment. You bring your hand up to touch his cheek, a small smile spreading across your face.

"So, were they fake?", he asks after a minute, laughing softly. You pretend to swat at him with your hand.

"Shut up." You say, laughing with him.

"Hey," he continues, caressing your back with his hand and still snickering, "you didn't say yes."

"Didnt say no, either." You continue, your head finding its favorite spot in the crook of his shoulder. His next words are missed as you doze off with him holding you, feeling as if you could stay there forever in his arms.

[mothsgotghosts]

Soapghost Tangled Au

LOOK. I'm certain I'm not the first person to think about this but I Don't Care. This blog is basically just me saying shit about cod to the void anyway and talking like a bunch of people will see it lmao. THIS IS GONNA BE LONG AS FUCK BTW.

Also this shit is gonna feature some good old fashioned nikprice and alerudy and my several headcanons, a few of which I will share for context: First of all, almost everyone is trans in my mind, I won't lie to you. But mostly that's not relevant to the plot besides Soap and Nik are both trans men. Also Ghost is transfem and that's not super relevant but I will be using mostly she/her for her (I hc her using she/her and he/him pronouns) so be prepared. OKAY GOOD This is just gonna be me rambling my ideas in a bulleted list hopefully in the order of the plot.

The story sticks fairly close to the actual movie plot, once upon a time there was a magic flower yadda yadda. Anyway Old Man Shepherd wants to be eternally young yeah

Meanwhile the kings (Price and Nik) are like "let's have another kid", I say another bc Gaz is here also he's adopted <3, and seahorse dad Nik is real, okay great (DO NOT TURN THIS INTO OMEGAVERSE SHIT. HE'S TRANS. A TRANS PARENT.)

Anyway uh oh Nik gets sick (haha rhyme) and Price is like "go get that flower so my husband doesn't DIE thanks), Shepherd is pissed, steals their baby with magic hair

That baby with magic hair is Soap! Who is raised by Shepherd, everyone's favorite (least favorite) manipulative piece of shit!

Some background info on Soap's childhood, it wasn't great being locked in a tower and also. Soap is trans in this (as I've said), he's just gnc, but the long hair. Eehh. Not something he super loves but Shepherd won't let him cut it, obviously. The mohawk was a compromise (yes I know the hair lore but I want him to have a mohawk so shh)

Anyway Soap's 20-something birthday rolls around and he tries to ask Shepherd to go see the glowing lights, Shepherd says no, they argue, Soap asks for paint instead, Shepherd leaves to go get it

Meanwhile Ghost and Graves are robbing the fucking castle and steal the lost prince's crown, Ghost leaves Graves to get caught by the royal guard and then gets chased by a horse named Riley for a while before ditching him and climbing into an abandoned tower, and gets hit with a frying pan

Again, the story continues fairly the same. John makes a deal with this stranger in a skull mask to take him to see the floating lights, the lanterns apparently, and he'll give her her satchel back, Ghost begrudgingly agrees.

Ghost then takes Soap to get some food to convince him to go home and call off the deal, and she takes him to Los Vaqueros Saloon, run by two outlaw husbands and frequented by loads of criminals and bounty hunters

In case it wasn't obvious, Alejandro and Rudy own the saloon. Its patrons are made up of various different operators + Valeria (who IS an operator now but still).

Poor Soap is terrified bc Shepherd told him all people, esp ones like these, are bad news and then a bunch of guys lunge on Ghost to get her bounty and send someone out to go find some guards. Soap stops them, I've Got A Dream happens. Alejandro wants to be a pianist, good for him :)

Meanwhile Shepherd returns, sees Soap is gone, and rolls up right as Soap is saying how glad he is he left and gets pissed

Then the royal guard show up and Rudy and Alejandro help them escape and then call Ghost's dream stupid.

"Go follow your dream, hermano." "I will." "He was talking to him, your dream is stupid."

They get cornered by Graves, the royal guard, and Riley, escape and then get trapped in a cave and nearly drown. Ghost cuts her hand trying to pry away some rocks but it's too dark underwater for her to see. They both think they're gonna die so Ghost tells Soap her real name.

"my real name is Simon Riley. Somebody might as well know." "I have magic hair that glows when I sing." "....what?" "OH MY GOD- I HAVE MAGIC HAIR THAT GLOWS WHEN I SING!!!"

John's good old magic hair saves the day, they escape, they find a clearing to camp out in for the night and Soap uses his hair to heal the cut on Simon's hand, Simon freaks out a little bit it's fine, she's fine

John then asks why Simon changed her name to Ghost, Simon says it's a boring story but John listens anyway. She talks about her father and her brother taunting her with ghosts and skeletons, and when they died it stuck with her. She decided to become a ghost.

Simon asks about John's hair, he tells her that his "father" keeps him in that tower to protect him from people who want to steal his hair, shows her the tiny little brown strand that never grew back and says people want to use him for his hair's healing abilities, it's how he got the big scar on his chin.

Simon leaves to get firewood, and Shepherd emerges from the fucking shadows like a creature and tells Soap to come home with him, to which Soap says no because he Likes Simon, and she's gonna take him to see the lanterns, and she's nice!! Shepherd gets mad, tosses him the satchel and says to give it to Simon and see what she does, that he'll be sorry when she runs away with it, and then leaves

Simon comes back and Soap lies and says everything is fine. Shepherd runs into Graves who wants to kill Simon and makes a deal with him

Then morning rolls around and Simon is awoken by RILEY THE FUCKING HORSE, Soap convinces Riley to be nice and let Simon go for one day because "it's my birthday :)" and she's supposed to take him to see the lanterns

They make their way into town and Simon immediately is like "okay yeah your hair is too long" because people keep stepping on it and gets some kids to braid it. John looks very handsome, Simon is very queer, they run off and have a good time enjoying the town square and all the festivities

At some point Soap notices a mural of the royal family, with a certain golden haired baby that looks very familiar, but quickly brushes it off to dance with the townsfolk and Simon

Then it's time to see the lights! Yay! Simon gets a boat for him and John, tosses Riley a bag of apples that he Definitely Paid For, Okay...Or Mostly Paid For.

I See the Light happens, John gives Simon the satchel and Simon pushes it aside in favor of taking off her mask, just for John.

"but I'm not scared anymore, ye know?" "I think I'm starting to."

AND THEN HE TAKES THE MASK OFF AND. sometimes, I am a genius. Anyway, they get back to shore and Simon sees Graves and is like "I promise I'll be right back" and goes off to just give him the satchel, he doesn't want it anymore he just wants to be done with all this criminal shit, mainly for Johnny.

Graves instead is like "what if I took that magic hair guy instead" and knocks his ass out and ties her to a boat then goes to snatch Soap. Shepherd shows up AGAIN and knocks Graves out like "oh look son I saved you!" And Soap sees the boat with Simon on it, thinks she left him, and goes back with Shepherd

Simon wakes up TIED TO A BOAT WITH THE FUCKING CROWN HE STOLE AND GETS ARRESTED

Graves also gets arrested and Simon freaks out on him when passing him being led to his cell, Graves says that some weird guy showed up and took Soap back home and Simon is locked in her cell

Meanwhile back at the tower, Soap is laying in his bed all sad bc his gf left him, when he realizes the sun crest on the little flag Simon got him at the festival matches suns he's been subconsciously painting for YEARS, that when he tried on that crown Simon stole it fit, that that baby on that mural WAS HIM, that BRO HE IS THE LOST PRINCE.

Then he yells at Shepherd for stealing him away and Shepherd is like "okay fuck you" and plans to lock him up forever

Meanwhile, Simon gets broken out of prison by two cowboys and their gaggle of thieves and bounty hunters and a horse named Riley. Riley takes him to the tower where he climbs up and gets stabbed by Shepherd after seeing Soap LITERALLY CHAINED TO A WALL.

John begs Shepherd to let him heal her, that he'll go with him quietly and never complain if he does and Shepherd agrees and chains Simon up too so he can't follow them. Soap goes to heal her and Simon slices off a bunch of his hair. Shepherd rapidly ages and falls out of the window and dies, L moment. Simon dies too tho, sad.

For real though, "You were my new dream" "And you were mine" fucks me up every time. Anyway, Simon dies, Soap's magic tears of love or something brings her back to life.

"Did I ever mention...I like brunettes" "PFF- YER AN ARSEHOLE!" "Sorry Johnny, there can only be one blonde person in this relationship!"

Anyway happily ever after and all that, Soap gets to reunite w his long lost fathers and brother.

Look idk how they recognize him okay. Father's intuition? Blue eyes? The big fat scar on his chin that wasn't ACTUALLY from someone stealing Soap (he was a stupid baby)? Idk could be any or all of those.

THE END!!!!!! Thank you to those who sat here and read ALL of this <3 big preesh! Okay idk how to end this so bye

[just-a-normal-regretter]

Honestly at this point I'm just gonna categorize all these Odd-centric plots/AUs I've spawn as "Odd-shots". If I get the time and fight off the clutches of writers block I'll probably draft up some drabbles of what shenanigans can happen in the assortment of AUs I've written about.

If people do wanna hear more about certain AUs from below then I'd be happy to chat about them a bit more though. I want to at least get the brain firing ways to really draft up what could happen in these concepts beyond what I have already.

Some of the selection:

Bystander - "Make sure to send updates on Kiwi every day, Louise!" (aka the "Odd doesn't bring Kiwi to Kadic" AU; this one likely results in some Ulrich/Odd shipping and a much more stressed out group of Warriors trying to pick up the slack without their third member.)

New Kid - Maybe we shouldn't have the romantics fall in love with each other... (Odd and William bond during William's first day at Kadic, thus William develops a crush on the blond. WillOdd food for the soul as hilarity ensues with an oblivious Odd and a chaotic yet dorky William trying to woo him throughout Season 2.)

A Bizarre Guide to Living a Human Life - It takes a village to raise a kid. So uh, how much to raise four? (aka the "Odd, Ulrich, and Yumi are AI" AU. Toying around with lore is so fun but honestly I think the part I like the most here is just the Kadic students having to accept that "yeah these kids are really weird". That and as much as Jeremie tries to do this solo, the ensemble cast sort of step up to help him despite not knowing much about the circumstances.)

Odd is Alone - At the end of the day, always love yourself. (aka the "William/Odd roleswap" AU. Main thing in this fic would be Jeremie's implementation of Teleportation goes wrong so the canon!Odd gets sent into the world where his counterpart is XANA's pawn while William was a part of the team from the get-go.)

Cherrybird - Juggling multiple superhero lives is not for the weary. (one of the Miraculous/CL fics I have in the wings to scratch my itch of Odd/Adrien. This one pivots so Odd winds up the Ladybug wielder while his family was vacationing in Paris for the month. Now his hand is forced to try to stay in France so he can keep being the superhero Cherrybird, unknowingly signing up to deal with another evil once he begins his boarding school life at Kadic.)

For Me, It Was Only Today - Trying to keep their lives a secret sucks when your best friend is trying to court a literal superhero. (final CL/Miraculous AU focusing on toying with both lores, Lyoko powers rubbing off into the real world, and of course Ulrich's POV just trying to survive dealing with XANA while Odd crushes hard on the Parisian Hero Chat Noir.)

[yes there are other ones but these ones I at least feel like I have a decent idea as to where their direction would go. Or at least have some concepts that could just be hilarious to implement in some of them. Even if I don't touch any of them I honestly hope y'all enjoyed me posting about them lmao]

[acceleracers-baby]

What dnd class would each character play as? I can just see Monkey telling the rest of the MM that they can't all be barbarians when they played for the first time 🤣

What D&D Class are the Metal Maniacs?

Firstly, thank you for asking because after the game night post I low key was having brain rot about this lmao!!

Secondly, you are so right. The way that Tork was 100% the first one to be like “I’ll play a barbarian” and then everyone just jumps on the rage bandwagon until a very exasperated Monkey is like YOU CANT ALL BE BARBARIANS!!! That being said- here’s what I think everyone else would play as!

Taro Kitano - I feel like for obvious reasons Taro would want to play a Samurai Fighter. He already follows Bushidō in real life, so being able to play as a Samurai would be the easiest thing to get into character for him. After like two or three sessions, Taro actually gets absurdly attached to his character too. He’d never show it, but Monkey 100% has fudged a roll or two to keep his Samurai alive if Taro starts rolling bad.

Tork Maddox - Like I mentioned before, Tork claimed Barbarian first so he’s the only one who actually gets to play the class. Specifically, he would be a Path of the Giant Barbarian. He basically just makes his character a giant ass beating machine so that he can protect the rest of the party. An evil wizard can’t cast spells if he’s too busy choking down a knuckle sandwich.

Monkey McClurg - Monkey, despite being the forever DM of this group, would play a Battle Smith Artificer if he had the chance. I mean come on! He’s basically one already! Look at Sparky!!! He loves to tinker and that what artificers are all about baby! He settles for making his theoretical character an NPC in a shop the part passes through until he can actually play them.

Porkchop Riggs - Circle of the Shepherd Druid. It’s a great support class, AND HE GETS TO SHAPE SHIFT INTO A BEAR??? Uh yeah sign him up for that!!! It also gives him an excuse to have a pig companion. Plus, with Porkchop having the Speech of the Woods feat, it makes it way easier for Monkey to sneak exposition and plot hooks into the game play just by having Porkchop’s Druid overhear woodland creatures gossiping.

Mark Wylde - I see Mark as an Oath of Vengeance Paladin. Especially, if it’s before he makes amends with Kurt. Monkey would help him write him a ‘terrible and nondescript sibling character’ into his characters back story that he could have fictional beef with to work through some of that trauma. Cause that what D&D is all about folks. Catharsis. After him and Kurt start talking things out though, I think it might be fun for him to possibly develop into an Oath of Devotion Paladin - his devotion being to keep his party safe.

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[verycharismaticdragon]

On Air Island - chapter 3 - part 8

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Uh-oh? Somehow we are at the end of chapter 3 already? When I didn't come up with anything to wrap it up with yet?! What do I do?......

Um, first, let's get to today's episode! And I think this one kinda warrants a warning for internet hate verging on cyberbullying... it's not as severe as in some other parts of the game, but it doesn't hurt to at least be mentally prepared. All of it is contained to the chat, btw; it doesn't come up in the dialogue. With this in mind, let's tune in!

(the transcript is available below the poll, under keep reading)

Aaaand that's it for chapter 3! The plot thickens?........ Anyway, chapter 4 tomorrow, hopefully returning to the (utc +0) 3pm/15:00 timeslot.

As for the poll, actually, let me roll you a question about the format. In the last couple episodes, I did alternative translations for quite a few messages in the chat, and I'm not super happy with how I currently add them to the video (as an additional line when the message in question pops up). The possible solutions I came up with are: (1) directly 'replacing' the relevant messages with the alt tl in the video, while keeping the og tl in the transcript for those interested; (2) not adding the alt tls to the video at all, and only adding them to the transcript. To make this decision, I have two questions:

Transcript legend:

In-game text

Character speaking: dialogue line

regular chat message Donation: donation message

available donation messages

{ Alternative translation }

|| 🏅 award (achievement) collected ||

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Alice: Hanse! Hanse, say something!

[player] donated 80 Ordinary Spade: I am all ears

Hanse: I, I...

Hanse: I'm here to say hello to many of you. { I came here because I wanted to say hello to many people. }

BeMySon: Ah… iceice33: cries Amouth: My heart hurts…

Hanse: I haven't really had a chance to do any personal activities. { Actually, I didn't have many opportunities to do individual activities. }

island: ugly sobs GeeksWay: Tears falling… KingCry: That’s right… He got no popularity compared to his looks and skills… sigh

Hanse: I'm really happy to be able to come out here and tell my story and communicate with many people in real time.

CatProf: Hanse is too kind… NoHanse: Haha, the renewal contract period is almost up, and they come out acting all confident. { lmao you came here because contract renewal is near and you're walking the tightrope, yet you speak so flashily. } onlyyou: The agency openly promotes other idols but leaves Hanse out. 1pmhanse: I am upset with how they treat him, he is a leader but got small part and everything, it just doesn’t make sense { yeah im mad that as the leader, he works a ***ton but they only give him small parts;;;; } IKnowHim: It’s funny how they blame him for the controversy in personality {lol it went downhill because of the controversy about his personality, whose fault is that} GetLost: The lack of popularity due to his looks and skills, lol. It’s all the agency’s fault { hes not popular because hes got no looks and no skills lmao. the agency’s fault lmao. }

Ezra: So, yeah, it must have been pretty upsetting at the end. { Then, you must have been very upset when the rankings were announced. }

Crack: It seems like the 213 fans can’t enjoy without blaming someone else { lmao lhs fans can't be fans if they don't blame others lol } OnlyYou: Even though the controversy was clarified and proven false, they keep bringing up old stuff. BeMySon: What’s with **? DropOut: Honestly, there’s no need to criticize. His popularity is **, so nobody even knows him, yet they’re still trying to insult him? 

Jin: … … … … …

BestSolo: Please don't use offensive language here.  ek_98_ke: If you don't like it, just move on. Why bother going to his personal broadcast to insult him?  GodIdol: At this point, he/she is just a fan  CloseEye: I will report everything!  So_yool: Laws are laws, and anti-fans are still considered fans.  Boring: <This message has been deleted by Cleanbot>

Hanse: Well… ... I can't help but feel upset and upset because my first result was last. { Um…… I couldn't help but feel upset and disappointed that my first result was last place. } 

Hanse: I just wanted to show my fans something good and do well.

Buddy23: sobbing real hard  HsWAVE: Don't be too sad  hanseria: My heart aches… moemoe: What's important now is stand our self up! { Now is when it really matters! Let's increase our efforts! } forreal: #Hanse #Sorry #WeAreSorry YDD: Let's try our best!

Ezra: Don't worry, Hanse. If you don't make any mistakes, you'll be fine until the end.

DUMMY: ? hansame: Eh? winkhans: What an obvious thing...

Hanse: What?

Ezra: It's a pun. I thought your name was A ONE? The only one, or the last one... or the last one. { It's a play on words. I heard your stage name is A ONE? The one and only, or the last one standing… that’s what it feels like. }

bANA: Oooh ABChanse: It's meaningful. Flos: So, the conclusion is that you'll support Hanse, right? LookOnly: It's something... really... touching... It feels like you're trusting Hanse...

Jin: That's a very positive interpretation.

Ezra: Just what you need when you're overwhelmed. 

Alice: Hmph......! I'm impressed!

oc'mon: cries dl61300: tears falling PorkSoup: I just become a girl crying in the middle of the night urnothot: Cheer up Hanse! Imfather: We'll never give up too HeIsKing: Let's stand together!

Ezra: Ahaha……  

Ezra: So, cheer up, Hanse.

island: Cheer charmse: Up HalfWMoo: Cheer HeIsGod: He suddenly spoke informally? danchu1: Up PinThief: Ahh— 

Hanse: ... ... ... ... ...!

???: aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

ABChanse: ?! IloveHim: Wh-what? outnow: What voice?1!? { What did I just hear? } ANINEFAN: It was like a scream? hihihan: ??????

Alice: Hic...

Alice: Ba, ba, what was that......?! { Wh-wh-what was that just now…?! }

KimPearl: Really huge { It was so loud } DevilMan: It sounded like a man's voice  hottest: What?? What is actually going on? imnewon: Hanse are you okay?

Jin: If I'm not mistaken, that sounded like Naoto's voice......

Ezra: Mm~ It sounded like that to my ears too.

hihihan: ??? im_thief: Whut BeASolo: Naoto? yummy99: Come to think of it, it's unseen { Come to think of it, we haven’t seen him } ChohiGod: Where is he going? { Where did he go? }

Alice: But we have a range of behaviour, don't we? { But there's a set boundary for where we can be, right?! }

Ezra: Why did the voice come from outside the base camp?

KimBokC: Didn't he go somewhere? MyBaby: Naoto is breaking the rules and going somewhere? It's fishy OhYeah: ikr, and it's Naoto not even Mr. Fact Uaenaa: I think there must be something

Jin: … … … … …

Hanse: Ooh, shouldn't we check it out first?

LockHim: Yeah OnlyFact: Confirm it BeASolo: No! Hanse will be in danger too then! hanyise: If there are some disadvantages from going out then let's refrain yummy99: Donations are not important now, someone's life is more important [player]: Let's go check it out right now.