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all these people think loves for show but id die for you in secret by hawkshadow
Relationship: Vegas/ Pete
Words: 2886
Guys, you're doing it all wrong.
Take a cue from Vegas. If you have to have a business meeting, don't take the office, don't take a boring conference room, forget about having your employees walk around in appropriate suits with ties!
He’s practically naked; the top is a sheer silk blouse that is open to the chest, with the smallest pair of black shorts Pete has ever seen. (…) “That isn’t what I sent over.” Vegas’s eyes trail down Pete’s chest, lingering on the front of the blouse, half unbuttoned. Pete expects Vegas to say something more, disdainful and cruel, but what he doesn’t expect is for Vegas to reach out and unbutton the last three, all the way down until the silk shirt flutters open, settling at his sides. “You’re overdressed.”
And - isn't there something still missing?
“One more thing,” Vegas says, his voice rough and low into Pete’s ear. He flinches, shoulders jumping up in a natural defensive position, tensing as Vegas’s fingers find the smooth skin of his neck. “A collar, for a well trained pet.”
Yes, baby. Now the conference can begin.
Vegas knows where to hold meetings and we wonder what the hell we're doing wrong in our dull lives.
Actually, Porsche would have been Vegas' first choice. Sure Kinn won't let that one go ( although I would have loved to see Porsche in that outfit too). Just being the stopgap isn't very flattering for Pete, but Vegas is annoying everyone.
I like metaphors and this one is one of the nicest, how much Vegas gets on Kinn's nerves.
Vegas somehow crawling under Kinn’s skin like an allergic reaction, a rash spreading out anywhere it can reach.
Pete wouldn't put it quite that way.
Vegas is poison incarnate, seduction and carnality in the way he breathes and speaks, a distraction to disarm you until he can slit your throat; and oh how Pete aches . Vegas is power and control, precision and dominance; just a single order from him and Pete would drop to his knees and beg . And oh , how he aches for it, the orders that Vegas won’t give him, the orders that Vegas will never give him, because Pete is invisible. Forgettable.
The environment is neat and appropriate for someone like Vegas.
Shit, my life is so wrong.
There is sex everywhere . Pete isn’t a prude, not by any means, but he is mature enough to admit he might be a little repressed. (…) He didn’t think he would ever be here, in a club surrounded by semi to fully naked bodies engaging in numerous acts of public play (finding it?) arousing, but he can’t deny the heat pooling in his stomach. His gaze settles on a man on his knees, mouth around another man’s cock. The man on his knees has his eyes closed and he looks peaceful, content in a way that Pete aches for. The other man has his hands in his hair, holding him in place.
Honestly, I don't really know what kind of meeting takes place then. I don't know, and I think the author lost sight of that a little bit, but, hey, guys, do we really want to hear about the intricate dealings of the mafia family right now? Why talk to someone when you can get your dick sucked by them? Vegas knows how to enjoy and we love watching him get a blowjob. Pete doesn't quite agree with us.
Pete glances over and sees a waifish looking boy, wide eyes and dimples and silky hair, who looks so breakable that Pete wants to snap him in half. (…) Pete watches in horror as the man glides forward and sinks to his knees between Vegas’s spread ones.(…) Vegas doesn’t say anything back, but Pete watches him adjust his trousers with one hand to pull out the hard length of his cock, and with the other he reaches out to grab Thistle by the hair and pull him in. (…) Pete can’t look away, can’t stop the growing feeling of something rising up in him as Thistle moves forward and swallows Vegas down. This time the noise Vegas makes is approving and Pete wants to break something. Starting with Thistle, and maybe even moving on to Vegas. (…) How dare Vegas (…) to call on some escort when Pete is right here .
Don't worry Pete, your services are about to be needed. Believe me, the little toyboy won't stay where he is now, the scene won't stay so peaceful, you'll be able to prove your skills as the hottest bodyguard in the world. Surely you like the taste of blood and cum afterwards.
#review ao3 stories kinnporsche#recommendation story ao3 kinnporsche#vegaspete one-shot’s#Pete wears a leather collar#A collar for a well trained pet#Vega's office is a sex club
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"find me in the club." | spencer reid
a&w. - lana del rey
⊹₊⋆ synopsis: so what if you were a serial killer? a charming smile and a nice pair of tits were all it took to clean your slate.
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⊹₊⋆ pairing: unsub!stripper!female!reader x spencer
⊹₊⋆ word count: 897
⊹₊⋆ contents: smutty, no sex (sorry folks)
stripclub murders. risque, barbarous, and frankly, yet another reason added to many of why you should’ve quit that job a long time ago. but you didn’t think you were in the wrong for slashing a few throats in order to get to the top.
“is there a problem here, officer?” the batting of your mascara-coated eyelashes, the syrupy sweetness melting your words together, and the way you sat prettily on the barstool at the corner of the club, putting on a perfect mask of innocence as the FBI agent stood in front of you, hands shoved in his pockets.
spencer had always been a sucker for pretty girls. hell, he couldn’t even count how many times it had landed him in trouble. a pair of pretty eyes and a nicer pair of knockers were all it took to sweep the boy-genius off his feet.
he cleared his throat, pulling out his badge and credentials as he introduced himself. “i’m dr spencer reid, with the fbi. i’m sorry to interrupt your…” he hesitated, the flashing lights and head-throbbing music surrounding him throwing him off slightly. “...business, but i’m here to discuss and ask a few questions about a few murders of your co-workers.”
you feigned an expression of shock, one of deep disturbance and fear. you’d even managed to add a perfect quiver to your voice. “oh gosh… i don’t know how any guy could do something like that.”
that simple statement should’ve been red flag number one: there had been no mention of gender in any of his previous statements. usually he’d pick up on the in the blink of an eye, but how could he with the way your raunchy “clothing” went out of it’s way to reveal a sinful amount of your cleavage, the way you leaned forward with faux-interest making your chest appeal to him all the more. it was almost painful for him to tear his eyes away.
you were almost unable to bite back your smirk. men were simple creatures, no matter how smart they claimed to be. and you couldn’t deny how satisfying it was watching the boy’s IQ slash into pieces.
he cleared his throat, speaking again after an over-extended silence. “um, i hope you don’t mind me asking but would it be possible if we could possibly step outside and you… maybe wear a jacket or something..?”
his self-control was impressive, but murder wasn’t the only thing that got you to become the hottest girl at the function.
you narrowed your eyes slightly, deciding to play the “fake-offense” card. “do you have a problem with all this, doctor? because i can assure you i get slut-shamed by more than enough assholes and don’t need someone like you joining in.”
he shook his head frantically, sputtering out protests. “n-no, not at all, ma’am. i’m from vegas, this is nothing new.”
your eyebrows inched upward. “vegas, huh? then i guess you wouldn’t mind sitting down and having a drink with me while we have this little… discussion.”
his rejection of your offer got caught in his teeth as you subtly pressed your chest together with your elbows. he subconsciously sat down next to you, like a marionette obeying it’s master. you had been talking for less than two minutes and already had him completely whipped.
you poured him a generous glass of red wine, pushing it over to him with one finger while holding blood-boiling eye contact with him the entire time, your gaze boring into his like you were daring him to accuse you of murder.
but the boy simply brushed his chestnut-brown hair out of his face, eyes fixated on your features as he struggled to formulate the questions that he had been assigned to ask. and that was your ticket out of this interaction.
you pouted your lustrous lips, slowly trailing your manicured fingers along the rim of his glass, not tearing your eyes away from his for a second.
“you know, doctor, it’s such a relief having people like you around.” you shamelessly leaned toward him just an inch more, his eyes now glued to your breasts as he let out soft pants and gasps, cheeks tinted with pink. you continued. “i oughta do something in return. to thank you for going out of your way to keep me… us safe.”
you picked up his wine glass, bringing it up to your lips and draining the whole thing in one gulp. a stray drop of the deep red liquid cascaded down your neck, pulling him into a hypnotic state as he watched it disappear into the skimpy fabric of your bra.
“if you ever wanna see me out of work hours, stop by and ask for me. i’d happily treat you to a little something, free of charge.”
a stupid little grin and a blank nod was all spencer could manage to muster as you sauntered away, drool threatening to pour down his lip as the image of you tattooed itself in his brain. if only he could do something about the boner that was now pressing against his pants, pleading for release.
until it was as if an authoritative hand had slapped some sense back into him, and he realized what he had done.
“hey, wait..!”
he called out into the abyss of loud music and bright lights that had just let the perfect killer get away.
author's note: bon appetitty
#spencer reid#dr spencer reid#doctor spencer reid#spencer reid criminal minds#spencer reid smut#matthew gray gubler#criminal minds#smut#444rockstargf
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Bad Dragon is suing SinSaint over copyright infringement of their dildo designs. What I want to know is, can you copyright the shape of a dog's dick? Because if you can, you shouldn't be able to.
I did knot need to hear about this one.
one more pun
TSG is gonna be one of the more reputable sources for this one
MARCH 25--A manufacturer of “fantasy-themed sex toys” has accused an upstart Brooklyn, New York firm of knocking off its distinctive designs, according to a federal lawsuit alleging that the defendant has infringed on copyrights for dildos such as “Spritz the Seadragon” and “Tyson the Water Buffalo.”
In a March 20 complaint filed in U.S. District Court in Arizona, Bad Dragon Enterprises contended that its “sculptural” products have been illegally copied by SinSaint, which is headquartered in a Coney Island warehouse and advertises that all its “Ethically Manufactured” toys are “made in Brooklyn, USA.”
Bad Dragon, which noted that it has had “significant commercial success” in the adult toy field, alleged that SinSaint has been selling the duplicative dildos through its website and other trade channels, including the recent AVN Adult Entertainment Expo in Las Vegas (where the new firm’s exhibitor booth was next to that of the all-nude Palomino strip club).
The lawsuit identifies 13 separate dildos that Bad Dragon claims have been copied (and renamed) by SinSaint, which was incorporated in New York last year. The colorful silicone toys feature scales, tentacles, suction cups, and other design elements meant to mimic the genitalia of dragons, sea creatures, and other fantastical characters.
Some of the Bad Dragon products that SinSaint is accused of swiping are “Kelvin the Ice Dragon,” “Stan the T. Rex,” and “Vergil the Drippy Dragon.” SinSaint has not been accused of pirating other Bad Dragon offerings like “Jason the Demogorgon” or “Cuttlefish of Cthulhu.”
According to the lawsuit, SinSaint’s counsel last month stated that the company had begun removing “some of the allegedly infringing listings for product redesign.” This response, Bad Dragon contended, was “unacceptable,” adding that it “continues to be harmed by Defendant’s ongoing, unlawful conduct.”
The Bad Dragon complaint seeks an order enjoining SinSaint from continuing any further alleged
copyright infringement and seeks “disgorgement of all of Defendant’s profits” related to the artificial penises. The company may also seek statutory damages of up to $150,000 for each of the dildos in question.
For more than a decade, Bad Dragon has sought trademark and copyright protection for various product lines. While often successful, the firm’s application to trademark its “Cum Tube” was abandoned after a government attorney rejected the ejaculating dildo because the “applied-for mark consists of or includes immoral or scandalous matter.” The application included a very NSFW image, which can be found on the U. S. Patent and Trademark Office website.
According to an August 2023 trademark application, SinSaint’s owner is Oleg Semenenko, 50, a resident of Brooklyn’s gated Seagate community. Semenenko lives less than a mile from SinSaint’s warehouse, which shares an address with GlobMarble, an industrial molds business for which Semenenko is listed as “manager” in a separate trademark application filed this month.
In a brief interview today, Semenenko was asked how a dildo firm grew out of his original business. “We work with rubber,” he replied. Semenenko dismissed Bad Dragon’s claim that its products were unique and original: “How can octopus hand can be your idea?” (4 pages) ____________________________________________
Hope the judge that did the recent trump case gets this one, even though I know that's basically impossible, just the thought of making him listen to hours of testimony about how these rubber fantasy dildos are protected by copyright or trademark law, or something like that is funny to me.
It's not a revenge thing wanting it, just a keep him humble thing. I know you think you're hot shit now, so here listen to these arguments for a bit.
Totally different note, I'm wondering how long until the discourse starts up, or if it has already started up, where using horse dildos is either bestiality or a gateway to bestiality because what with the way people treat cartoons of fictional people I can't imagine it's far off or not already here.
Look to japan for the tentacle ones.........
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Meet the Stripper Running for Portland Mayor
So? How about the San Francisco Hooker running for President.
A stripper is running for Portland mayor, as far-left violence, homelessness, and rampant crime continue to consume the city.
Liv Østhus,
whose stripper name is "Viva Las Vegas," is a top contender appearing on the November ballot and believes building an arts center is the key to revitalizing the drug-infested, crime-ridden downtown.
Among her ideas, Østhus proposes that the city should hire critics to review plays in order to draw attention to these artistic efforts.
Asked what managerial experience she brings to the table, she acknowledged, "I have none," but "the team I'm pulling together will be the people who guide me on that."
Being mayor, she says, isn't about implementing policies; if elected, she'd delegate most of the mayoral tasks to the city councilors. "I think it can fall to the City Council to do the legislation," she told Willamette Week. "I would hope to see a mayor that is a figurehead."
"I don't want to legislate," she added. "To me, the office of mayor represents more of a stage, more of a pulpit. I don't just want to talk about pragmatic stuff. Let's have a little more hope. Let's have a little more inspiration. And remember what is magical about Portland."
"I want a mayor who is a storyteller and an artist, not a veteran politician or a policy wonk," Østhus wrote in response to a candidate questionnaire. "I am a storyteller and an artist. At Mary's Club [Portland's oldest strip club], a dancer's job is to connect with, listen to, and ultimately inspire every person who walks through the door, regardless of political allegiance, color, or creed. I want exactly those skills in our next mayor."
Østhus, a 25-year veteran in the adult entertainment industry, is regarded as the most well-known stripper in the City of Roses, the strip club capital of America. A preacher's daughter, she says she's following in her father's footsteps by preaching on and off stage that "everyone is welcome here, no matter their weird fetishes or criminal pasts or hideous politics."
Asked how she could convince voters who might not want a stripper for a mayor, Østhus said she'd invite them to see her perform at Mary's or watch her Ted Talk on destigmatizing stripping: "Let me change their minds."
Although she's now a middle-aged mother, Østhus is not discouraged and draws inspiration from the octogenarians still stripping in Las Vegas.
As a longtime advocate for prostitution, which she considers a "feminist enterprise," Østhus says "sex work can be a godsend for entrepreneurial women."
Also an author, she's penned several books on "the art of stripping," which she promotes on her LinkTree, where she also accepts "$Tips$."
As mayor, she says she would prioritize combatting the so-called "climate crisis," which she insists is "first and foremost on most Portlanders' minds, ahead of houselessness and addiction." She also opposes jailing the homeless for refusing repeated offers of shelter. "People in tents are not nearly as dangerous as people with guns," she told voters.
Her mayoral campaign's mission statement says she prioritizes "Earth Stewardship," meaning "Protecting, honoring, and listening to Mama Earth." Østhus earned a degree in cultural anthropology and studied societal traditions in Bali as well as East Africa. Her fieldwork there taught her to "think critically about sexual mores."
Embracing her alter ego, she chose to be listed on the ballot as "Liv (Viva) Østhus."
Meanwhile, the mayoral hopeful's opponent, Carmen Rubio, has over a hundred traffic-related violations in Multnomah County, where Portland is the county seat.
During the mayoral debate on October 15, the moderators confronted Rubio, who's currently a Portland city commissioner, about her long (and amassing) list of offenses.
"Ms. Rubio, let's talk about your 150 parking and traffic tickets, your failures to appear in court, [and] six driver's license suspensions — largely before you were elected to city council," said KGW News anchor David Molko.
"Then there was an incident last month where you scraped another vehicle while parking and walked away without leaving a note," he continued. "Our reporting also shows you were ticked as a sitting city commissioner for an expired vehicle registration, which a year later, according to records, still had not been updated."
He then pressed her on why she should be entrusted with a multi-billion-dollar city budget, considering she's frequently failed to pay her own traffic tickets.
"Given that history, what can you say to reassure voters who may have questions about whether they should trust you with an $8-plus-billion-dollar budget and whether you will be a champion for law and order?" the debate host asked.
Rubio replied: "No one is more sorry or embarrassed about those things than I am. I have since paid all the fees and fines years ago for most of those things, and they're all caught up."
The traffic citations reportedly date back to 2001, and her driver's license was suspended six times between that year and 2016 for skipping court dates and failing to pay fines, which she let those unpaid debts go to collection agencies at least 100 times over two decades. Despite those suspensions, she still appeared to drive based on additional tickets issued. According to court records, on at least two occasions, Rubio's car was impounded and held until she settled the citations totaling thousands of dollars.
The Street Trust Action Fund, a transportation safety group, has since rescinded its endorsement of Rubio after news broke of her hitting a parked Tesla, leaving behind visible scrapes on the bumper and wheel rim, in the aforementioned parking lot incident. Footage from the Tesla's security system shows Rubio glancing back at the dinged car and surveying the damage before leaving the scene. When asked about the incident in a TV interview, she accused the Tesla owners of trying to "exploit" her upon learning she's a leading mayoral candidate. "Look, I'm human and I make mistakes too, so I'm just moving forward," she told KGW News.
The collision came after The Oregonian reported on Rubio's unparalleled number of traffic and parking law infractions.
"I can't tell you how humiliated I am and I'm really sorry," Rubio said on a recorded call with the Tesla owners. "I feel very embarrassed that during one of the worst weeks of my career, I was careless enough to be flustered and not paying as close attention as I should have been [...] Believe me, I will not be driving for the foreseeable future."
Rubio, who's campaigning on making the city's streets safer, has repeatedly downplayed her driving record, blaming strict parking enforcement near her old "heavily patrolled" office as the reason why she was ticked so often, even though dozens of them were handed out elsewhere. Many of the parking tickets — more than 50 — stemmed from her apparently refusing to pay for parking at all. She said that was when she was experiencing "tough times" and "things were hard."
At the time of one of her suspensions, the then 41-year-old was earning over $100,000 a year as the executive director of a non-profit.
"I've never hid[den] the fact that in my younger years. I put my family, financial, and career obligations first — and that I learned some hard lessons about when life catches up with you," Rubio, now 50, said in a statement reacting to the revelations.
Her campaign page says she's the "leader Portland needs," a "no-drama mayor" who will work "diligently, cooperatively, and pragmatically" on solutions to Portland's problems.
As an elected official, Rubio's current City Hall bio says "my commitment to you" is ensuring Portland has "leaders who are honest and transparent."
"Reimagining Public Safety" is one of Rubio's top priorities, per what she wrote on the city's site:
"There is no mistaking that 2020 was a call for change. It's clear that Portlanders are ready to see a new, community-centered way to do public safety. I am committed to working with stakeholders, community advocates, and my colleagues to reimagine a community safety system that is right for Portland. This must go hand-in-hand with action to dismantle the systemic racism that excludes Portlanders from participating fully in our community."
As an alternative to armed police officers, she suggests dispatching "public safety support specialists (PS3s)" instead to emergencies in the city.
"I'm honored to be serving on the most diverse council that Portland's ever had," wrote Rubio, the first Latina to sit on Portland City Council, "and I'm proud that all five of us have agreed to center equity and community in everything we do."
Serving as the commissioner in charge of the Office of Community Technology (OCT), she's specifically dedicated to achieving "digital equity" by "interrupt[ing] structural inequity and racism."
To "remove the systemic barriers that feed [...] erasure," Rubio wants to appoint "people of color," particularly "Black, Indigenous, Latinx" people, to government positions and award more minority workers with city contracts.
She also supports "extending the right to vote to all Portlanders, regardless of their national citizenship," i.e. allowing illegal aliens to vote in Portland's elections.
It's not surprising that a stripper and a serial offender are among those running to replace current mayor Ted Wheeler, as the city's politics continue to trend farther left.
Last election, when Wheeler won a second term, an Antifa-identifying challenger, Sarah Iannarone, unsuccessfully sought to unseat him, although she garnered a generous 40.76 percent of the vote.
During the height of the George Floyd uprisings in 2020, the Democrat mayor joined one of the protests-turned-riots in solidarity, positioning himself at the front of the protest line next to the barrier guarding the federal courthouse. There, he tried to address the rioters but was drowned out by boos berating him and the crowd chanting "F**k Ted Wheeler." He ended the night bathed in tear gas alongside the far-left activists. On his birthday, a mob of Black Lives Matter-Antifa militants lit a fire outside Wheeler's apartment building, forcing him to flee his home.
Last year, Wheeler announced he would not be seeking reelection in 2024.
For the first time this fall, Portlanders will cast their ballots via ranked-choice voting. According to polling, a third of Portland voters are unsure of how ranked-choice voting works. The other two-thirds say they understand the system at least "somewhat well."
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The Saregeant's Daughter - Chapter 27 Jay
"I love you. I know I didn't say it before, but it's true"
Chicago PD S5 EP10: Rabbit Hole
"That's called prostitution."
"He told her to go get a dress," Camila said resting her side against Jay who had his arm around her with a beer in his left hand, "They were going out that night. It's called being generous"
"Ryan please, would you say something?"
"I'm not going anywhere near that one," I said shaking my head.
"That means he agrees with me," She said smirking as she brought her bottle to her lips.
"No, that means he's under your spell," the guy said and leaned forward to sort a line of cocaine with a bill.
"I should get going" I whispered into her ear.
"Come on, stay"
"It's like 2:30 in the morning" I replied sitting up, "I gotta be up early"
"Let me show you something" she whispered, pulling me from the couch.
I opened the door to the room with my lips on Camila and put her onto a crate box, I pulled away from the kiss and licked my lips together, "Is that--wait, is that coke?"
"I'm sorry, it's on my gums" she laughed licking her lips together.
I nod my head, "I really gotta go"
"Mmm fine, it's just things are always better when you're here, with me," Camila said kissing me on the lips.
I smiled at her and returned the kiss and it got heated we ended up having sex in the room.
-
I waited outside for Camila in the cold winter she hadn't come out yet so I called her putting the phone up to my ear, "Camila, it's me. I'm outside. Let's go"
I walked away from the garage and had my back up against me when I heard tires screeching and a loud crash. I ran towards the sound of the crash and saw a car in a light poll.
"Hey man, you all right?" I asked looking at the driver who was getting out.
"I didn't her I swear"
"What?" I said confused.
"She was crawling across the street," He said pointing at the street.
"Call 911. Call 911" I shouted at him as I rushed towards the women on the ground. I put my hand on the stomach gunshot wound as she was gasping for air, "Gunshots...what?" and I removed my jacket placing it on her, "Damn it. It's okay, it's okay. it's okay. You're all right. Who did this? All right, just hang in there. Hang in there. Help's on the way. You're okay. You're okay. You're not alone. You're not alone"
She looked at me as she took her last breath before she turned her head to the side her eyes closing.
"Ryan. Ryan! What happened?" Camila said rushing towards me.
"I don't know. I don't know" I said staring at the women then back at Camila, "You gotta go. You can't be here"
"What can I do?"
"No, you're high. And the cops are about to be all over this place. Just get out of here. Go!" I shouted at her and turned to look back at the woman pulling out my phone to call for help, "Voight, it's me.....I need help"
--
I stared at her body which was covered with a yellow back and two officers were by her body, I held a white towel that was now red from the blood that I had on my hands.
"Hey. What's going on?" Hank said walking towards me with Hailey at his side.
"Female victim. Two GSWs" I said pointing at the body behind me.
"No, Jay. What's going on, meaning, what the hell are you doing here?" Hank said.
"All right, so I was here working a CI" I whispered.
"What CI?"
"Camila Vega, from the Veil Club"
"The girl from the kidnapping case?" Hailey said shock laced in her tone, "Luis sister?"
"News to me. She on paper?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat, "No"
"Was the victim at the party?"
"Yeah, I believe so"
"You believe so. You've been drinking? Anything else?" Hank asked.
"Just drinking" I replied quickly.
"Okay, go back to the office. Don't talk to anyone. Write up your IPR" Hank said.
I nodded my head and walked away from them to my car.
-
I poured myself a cup of coffee as Hank walked into the break room, "You write up that IPR?" Hank said walking into the room.
"Mm-hmm" I mumbled sliding him the paperwork.
"Okay," he nodded looking at the paperwork then stared at me.
"I was working her as an unwitting. She works at Veil. A lot of drugs move through that place. She told me about the paper. I saw an opportunity. But you're absolutely right. I should've put her on paper first. Uh, I screwed up"
"Are you sleeping with this girl why dating my niece?" Hank asked.
"No, I will always be loyal to Madeline" I replied.
"Okay. Document it. Start working the case" He said my eyes widening "You're already working the girl. May as well stay under. Figure out who killed this young woman, right?"
"All right," I said nodding, and walked out of the break room--I pulled out my phone to call Madeline. She picked up on the first ring.
"Good morning babe," she said happily, "What's wrong? You didn't come home last night for dinner at home"
Fuck
I forgot we had dinner plans yesterday and I couldn't even lie about it, we have been having dinner at home every Friday, and I felt extremely guilty about missing it.
"I know--something had come up so we had to stay to work" The lie slipped out my mouth fast running my hands through my hair.
"Jay, you've been doing this a lot lately--this isn't the first time you know I had let it slide many times pushing my anger and sadness but it hurt you know a lot." She said softly.
"Baby, I will make up to you I promise," I said sitting at my desk.
"Jay, can you even keep the promise?"
"Of course"
The line went quiet for a minute and I heard some yelling in the background before the call ended.
"Babe--Babe--Madeline," I said into the phone as the team walked in looking at me. I let out a frustrated sigh and grabbed my coat and keys.
--
I opened the door to the bar and saw Camila at the bar tending to customers.
"Hey, I was just trying to call you," She said staring at me as I walked over to take a seat, "You good? You need another?"
"No, I'm leaving"
"Cool. Uh, this is Ryan. Ryan, this is Wallace. See you later on tonight?"
"Maybe. I'll be in touch" Wallace said and left.
"He used to work here," she said resting her arms on the bar, "So, what the hell happened?"
"The cops took me down to the station. They started drilling me with questions, like, did I see anything? Did I know the girl that got killed?" I said staring at the beer bottle.
"Really, she's dead?" She whispered as I nodded.
"Did you know her name?"
"Maggie. Don't know her last name."
"She was at the party, right?" I asked her as she nodded "Did you see who she left with? Look, they were asking me if I saw...."
"Ryan, I didn't--"
"Anything suspicious"
"I didn't watch her leave, okay? I--"
"All right, I'm sorry," I said looking down at my hands.
"I can't believe she's dead. I've never seen anyone been shot before"
"You okay?" I said reaching for her hand.
"It's always better when you're here," she said smiling at me and kissing me on the lips.
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"Maggie's real name was Ella Porter. Grew up in Chicago. Joined the DEA two years ago" Antonio said as I walked up the steps.
"Yeah, and based on the information we were given, it looks like she was trying to ID the distributor supplying cocaine to these five clubs. Her main target is this guy, Alex" Kim said pointing at his picture, "He's the manager of Club Echo. a Low-level dealer. He sent Ella a text last night at 12:30. I'll get you the intro you want. Meet me at Echo. We'll go from there" she said reading of the file.
"For now, we're assuming that intro was with Alex's source, the distributor," Antonio said.
"So, Ella gets to the club Echo around 1:00 am. Witness put her and Alex at the after party at 2:00 am" Hailey said getting off her desk "Jay saw her at 2:30. And she was in the alleyway around 3:00. Not a wide window" she said looking over at Hank.
"Hell, I'm thinking something went wrong at the party between Ella, Alex, and the distributor. So let's go back to Echo, talk to this guy Alex" Hank said, "Work his ass. Figure out who his supplier is"
"Sarge, I know Alex. I met him through Camila. So, uh, let me work him. Make an undercover buy" I said.
"Okay. You're taking Upton"
"All right"
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I walked into the club with Hailey following behind me and walked up the step where Alex was on the balcony of the club.
"Yo, Alex, what's up, man?" I said greeting him.
"Hey, how's it going?" He said as they did a bro hug.
"This is my friend Hailey"
"Nice to meet you, Hailey," he said shaking her hand eyes glued on Hailey's chest.
"You, too," she said sending him a flirty smile.
"You only roll with pretty people, huh?"
I laughed at his comment, "Try to, anyway"
"Ask me, it's a solid strategy. Are you two looking to party? Cause I'm feeling some pretty good vibes right now, especially from Hailey" he said winking at me.
"Aw, sorry, Alex. You're not my type" Hailey said.
"You're welcome to try, but she is gay," I said lying.
"I don't mind, Ryan. I could probably change her mind" he said chucking, "Let's get some drinks"
"Sure"
"So where's your girlfriend?" He asked looking at me.
Hailey turned to look at me confused then back at Alex.
"She's working, I might stop by later. Um, yo, I came by 'cause I wanted to see if you could hook me up" I said as we stopped in front of the bar.
"What do you mean?"
"I wanna buy some blow," I said smiling at him.
"Why are you asking me?"
"Because I know you," I said answering his question.
"But you know Camila better," he said looking at me confused, "oh, huh, she didn't tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
"She sells, too. And, I'm just guessing, she'll probably give you a better deal, since you're sleeping together and all" he said drinking the drink he had in his hand.
"Look, man, I know what Camila does, but I don't like mixing business with pleasure," I said, "I think it makes things messy"
"Business? So this is more than just recreational"
"Yeah, I'm looking to buy some big product. She's got a lot of eager customers who want quality stuff" I said pointing at Hailey.
"We have eager customers actually. We're in this together" Hailey said correcting my answer.
"What kinda weight are you thinking?"
"Quarter key," I said.
"I don't have that kind of weight with me. I can get it, especially for you" he said looking at me and biting his lip, "nine grand" he said walking closer towards Hailey and placing his hand around her waist.
"Come on, man, don't do me like that," I said removing his hand from Hailey's waist and pulling her behind me, "We both know eight's the right number"
"Meet me here tomorrow at 1:00," he said as we shook hands.
"All right. This stays between us, right?" Jay said and walked passed hitting his shoulder as he held my wrist.
"Did you know that Camila was dealing?" Hailey asked as we exited the bar "We're gonna talk about this, now" as we walked towards my car.
"No, I didn't know, but I'm surprised. That's why I've been working here" I said.
"You're not working here, Jay. You're dating her. And Madeline does she know about this? She has been calling me out a lot lately talking to me about your relationship" Hailey said chucking, "She's crying asking me if you're seeing another woman and I told her no that you aren't that kinda person--but what I just heard looks like you are cheating on her. what happened to not mixing business with pleasure? And you got her on paper now. You fucking her is a fire-able offense. And now she's mixed up in all this and the DEA is involved in this, Jay you fucked up so badly. What are you gonna do lie to the Feds now?"
"My relationship with Camila got us here. It got us the buy with Alex!" I spat out.
"What are you doing Jay? This isn't you. We've been working together for almost four years and you have never pulled this kind shit at all" Hailey said shaking her head in disbelief.
"I'm fine. I'm fine, all right?" I said, "And I can figure this out. Let's let Alex take us to the supplier who might be good for the murder. In the meantime, I'll talk to Camila, and I'll see what she knows,"
Hailey shakes her head, "We gotta talk to Voight about this."
"No, not yet," I said as she stared at me eyes filled with worry "Give me a few hours. Please"
"A few hours, that's it--and you better come clean to Madeline before she finds out about this women have a way of finding out if their partners are cheating, if you don't tell her I will"
"I promise"
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"Want anything to eat?" Camila said closing the fridge as I rested my back against the sink counter, "I feel like I haven't eaten in like ten hours. You okay? What's wrong?"
"Look, um I've been talking to some people, and that woman who died, Maggie--she was undercover DEA. I think she was working Veil too" I said as she looked away from me.
"She was DEA?"
"So if you know something...Camila, what the hell is going on?" I said walking over to her.
"Nothing. Nothing, I just--"
"Look, if you know something, you gotta tell me, please. Maybe I can help you" I said staring at her.
Camila pushed herself off the counter walked to the table and sat down and I followed her, "After Luis died, I couldn't afford this place, all right. I knew some people who were selling coke, so I started dealing. Just a little, here and there. Just to make rent" I nod as she leaned back against the wooded chair looking at me "I'm going to jail, aren't I?"
"No. No, not for selling an eight ball here or there" I said sitting across from her "Absolutely not. But if you know something about that woman, that is something completely different"
"No, of course, I don't know anything about that. If I did I would've called the cops" She said.
"Then why are you so worried right now?" I questioned raising a brow at her.
"Because she was FED, Ryan," she said leaning forward "All right? She was probably taking names" and got up from the chair "I need to get out of here. Leave town"
"That's not a good idea," I said getting up.
"It's better than staying here, all right. Broke and scared. I've been thinking about it for a while. After Luis died, I was gonna leave anyway--I probably should have, but I...I stayed" she said turning to look at me "Because of you. I love you. I do. Crazy as it is." I nod my head at her comment
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I stood in the room with my arms crossed my chest watching Antonio and Kim interrogate Alex through the mirror with Hailey next to me.
"You need to stop playing, Alex," Kim said with her back against the wall, "This is murder, okay? Murder of a federal agent"
"I got nothing to do with that" He yelled.
"I'll get you the intro you want. Meet me at Echo and we'll go from there" Antonio said reading the paper in front of him.
"It's a text message. Had nothing to do with anybody dying" Alex said.
"The text message is enough to lock you up, plus the drugs," Kim said.
"Guys, I'm a nobody. I go to a garage to pick up blow and grab a garage door opener. When I see the blow, I go to the address on the opener and drop the cash. No faces. No names."
"I'm losing my patience," Antonio said raising his hand "Tell us something about the night of the murder, or we're locking your ass up"
"I was just making an intro. I make a thousand bucks every time I make an intro. That's it. That's all I was doing"
"Who'd you set her up with?"
"The person who recruited me"
"We need a name," Kim asked.
"Camila Vega," he said.
"Good"
I took a step back ready to leave the room when Hailey stopped me, "Hey, no. You can't talk to her. She's a suspect now"
"No, she is not" I spat out "She would not do something like this. I know her. Just let me talk to her, cause maybe I can figure this out, I can get a name"
"Jay, no hey. You are not thinking straight" Hailey said "Whatever loyalty you have to this girl, it is not worth it. She is making you not think straight and coming between your relationship with Madeline who is worried about you. Let it go, man'
I walked out of the room and headed downstairs to leave through the back exit and pulled out my phone to call Camila.
"Hey, do you have a bag?"
"Why what's going on"
"Take the L to the train station near Grant Park. No phone, no car. And I'll meet you there" I said walking towards my undercover car.
"What happened?"
"Just meet me there. We have to find a way out of this" I said stopping in front of the car, "Just me and you"
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"What the hell are you doing here?" Hank asked me as I walked down the bridge.
"I don't know what she told you—"
"You think she needed to tell me something? Jay, you're not that good. So I'll ask you again. What are you doing here?" Hank asked anger laced in his voice.
I glared at Hailey as she stared back at me
"I'm going to see Camila," I said.
"I know that. I ran your muds and tolls. My question is, why"
"To see what she knows," I replied looking at Hank with a blank stare.
"Okay, well here's what I know. She's a suspect in the murder of a DEA agent" he said.
"She didn't kill anybody," I said cutting him off.
"You don't know that Jay!" Hailey shouted at me.
I scoffed at her.
"You're gonna work. You're gonna wear this wire" Hank said holding up this wire. "You're gonna find out exactly what she knows and bury her ass. You understand me?"
"Yes," I mumbled.
I walked over to Camila as she paced back and forth till she noticed me walking over to her, "What's going on? Why are we meeting here?" She asked, "I don't understand"
"Look, I talked to Mike. He said Alex got busted and I should tell you" I said.
"Alex? You gotta be kidding me"
"Cam, what is going on?" she said breathing heavily.
"I lied, okay? I don't--I don't just deal a little, okay? I recruit dealers. I hook them up with product" She said crying.
"Okay, so you messed up. You're moving drugs. What does that have to do with the DEA agent?" I asked.
"I was recruiting her through Alex, okay? That's why she was at the party. She came to talk to me"
"Did you? Did you talk?"
"No. No, I got nervous. I heard someone call her by a different name, Uh, Ella. So I told the guy I work for that something was wrong, that she wasn't who she said she was" Camila said biting her lip and looking around.
"And then what?" I asked.
"Then she was dead"
"Who'd you tell?" I said looking at her "What's his name?"
"No," She said shaking her head.
"Yeah. Cam, you gotta tell me his name" I said grabbing her arm "You gotta tell me his name. Maybe I can help, all right? But I need to know who shot her"
"You can't help me, okay?" she shouted "No one can and I need to get out of here now. Are you coming with me? Yes or No?"
I nodded "Yeah. Yeah, but first we gotta get out in front of this. The only way out of this, for both of us, is if we get proof you didn't know that dealer was gonna kill her"
"He'll kill me. He'll kill both of us"
"No, I am not gonna let that happen," I said grabbing both of her hands and using my right hand to place it on her face my thumb rubbing her face, "I love you. I know I didn't say it before, but it's true"
"His name is Wallace Blake"
I pulled my hands away from her wiping them on my jeans "The guy you were talking to at the club the other day? All right, this is what we are going to do. You're gonna text him, and you're gonna tell him to meet you at the Veil. We're gonna get a confession. It's the only way to clear your name"
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I stood in the backroom of the Veil with Camila sitting on a chair when the door opened and Wallace walked in causing Camila to stand up.
"Why is he here?" Wallace said shutting the door.
"We're headed out of town, so he came along," Camila said pointing at me with her head.
"All right, so?" Wallace said putting his hands in his jean pockets, "What's so important?"
"I just wanna talk to you about the other night"
Wallace looked at me then back at Camila, "No, we're not doing that here"
"Yeah, we are," I said.
Wallace smirks, "Who the hell are you again?"
"Yo man, we're just trying to do what's right. The way I see it, you got more to lose than we do, so it's in your best interest to talk to us" I said.
"I just wanna know what you want me to say if the cops come to get me"
"Say about what?'
I scoffed, "We both know what we're talking about. That woman you shot, she's a DEA agent" I said.
"Ryan, what are you doing?"
"Well, you must have me confused with someone else. I mean, I don't know anything about a dead DEA agent" he said shrugging his shoulder and walking towards the door.
"You're just gonna walk out of here like a punk?" I questioned blocking the door.
"Get out of my way," he said as I pushed him.
"Just talk to us," I said as he pulled a gun out pointing it at me.
"Shut up, and get out of my way"
I put my hand up and took a step toward him and punched him knocking the gun out of his hand I turned around and hit him with my elbow and slammed him up against the shelf and I continued to punch him as the team walked in.
"Chicago Pd!"
Al pushed me off Wallace as Antonio cuffed him up, "You all right?" he asked catching my breath.
Camila stared at me confused and hurt as Hailey walked her out with Hank following them.
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Hank got out of the car and pointed at the back, "You got five minutes--and Jay you disappointed me"
I walked over to the backseat where Camila sat I took a deep breath and opened up the door.
"So you're really a cop?" she said.
I nodded, "Yeah. I'm...I don't know what to say" I said softly.
"You make me sick. You know what it's like to be with someone who doesn't really exist?" She said turning to look at me, "Do you know how that feels?"
"Camila," I said reaching for her.
"Get away from me. Don't touch me" She said pulling away from me "Don't you hear me? Get away from me. Now"
I took a step back as Antonio walked past me to grab Camila out of the car, "I hope karma comes to bite you in the ass Ryan--if that's even you're real name" Antonio shut the door and Hailey stood behind it shaking her head at me.
"You messed up so bad," She said and walked away from me.
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I opened the door and saw Hank with his hands in his pocket "Come in" I mumbled.
"I'm sure you heard. Feds took the case" He said walking into my apartment and looking around at the mess, "Huh" and walked into my bedroom grabbing a pill bottle of medicine.
"Are you seriously looking for drugs right now?" I said.
"Yeah. Drugs, alcohol. Or something that might explain what the hell just happened" he said.
"I'll stop you right there. I don't do drugs. I never have and never will. You have my word on that" I said.
"Well, your word doesn't mean too much, does it" He said walking over to me "Now, I asked you point blank, you sleeping with this girl? and you lied to me Jay not just to me but Madeline as well. You put this whole unit at risk and you dug a hell of a hole. I just hope there's a way out"
I nod my head and looked around my place, "Come clean to her before I do" Hank said and walked over to my door and left slamming the door shut.
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Taxi Driver 2 Ep. 11 to 14 "Black Sun"
The series is based on real-life heinous crimes committed in Korea and has received praise from viewers for its performances and storylines.
The episodes 11 to 14 are based on the real-life case known as the "Burning Sun Scandal".
Burning Sun Scandal
The Burning Sun scandal, also known as Burning Sun gate, was a 2019 entertainment and sex scandal in Seoul. The scandal involved several celebrities, including Korean idols of popular K-Pop groups, and police officials. It was the largest scandal to hit the K-Pop industry. The allegations of sex crimes have added to the country's "molka" epidemic, which refers to the online distribution of nonconsensual sex videos taken of women. The scandal has become political fodder, with parties arguing over how to handle it.
On January 28, 2019, MBC Newsdesk reported an alleged assault of a male clubgoer by a staff member at Burning Sun, a prominent nightclub in Gangnam, in November 2018. The Seoul Metropolitan Police Agency investigated the club for alleged involvement in prostitution, drug trafficking, and police corruption. On March 11, 2019, Seungri, one of the club's directors and member of the boy group Big Bang, resigned from the entertainment industry after being charged with sexual bribery. The scandal involved allegations of rape and spy cams. Singer and entertainer Jung Joon-Young confessed to secretly filming himself having sex with women and sharing the videos without their knowledge or consent in the Jung Joon-Young KakaoTalk chatrooms. He resigned from the entertainment industry on March 12, 2019.
SBS funE discovered videos and chat conversations related to the Burning Sun scandal. The videos and chats date back to 2015-2016 and involve Jung, Seungri, and acquaintances. The exposé of the chatroom immediately affected several celebrities, with more being affected as the case developed. Yong Jun-Hyung of Highlight and Choi Jong-Hoon of F.T.Island resigned from their positions on March 14. The agency for Lee Jong-Hyun of CNBLUE admitted his involvement on March 15 after allegations that he participated in the chatrooms.
Legal proceedings, related to the scandal continued into 2021. Some police officers were disciplined for their actions at the Burning Sun club. However, the two most high-profile cases resulted in acquittals.
During the trial, Burning Sun's CEO, Lee Sung-Hyun, testified that he had paid former police officer Kang to cover up an incident involving an underage clubgoer. Nevertheless, Kang's one-year prison sentence was overturned due to lack of evidence.
A senior police official, Yoon Gyu-Geun, was arrested for allegations of bribery and mediating favours for the Burning Sun club and others. However, he was found innocent at his first trial. This case was well-publicized.
Burning Sun's CEO, Lee Moon-Ho, was sentenced to one year in prison on habitual drug use, including ecstasy and ketamine in Gangnam clubs. Additionally, one of the club's promoters, MD Cho, was sentenced to four years and six months for drug use and smuggling.
Police conducted drug sweeps at entertainment venues due to public interest in the scandal. The sweeps yielded hundreds of drug-related arrests, with a large percentage involving ecstasy and GHB, a commong date rape drug. Cases of sexual assault and rape, as well as the filming of illegal videos during drug use, were also discovered.
Seungri's business associate, Yoo In-Seok, admitted to providing prostitutes to potential Japanese investors and received a suspended sentence of three years probation for embezzlement.
Yang Hyun-Suk, former CEO of YG Entertainment, admitted to illegal gambling and money transactions in Las Vegas casinos. He was fined, along with three associates from YG and YGX.
Seungri's case concluded in January 2022 in a military appeals court. He received a reduced prison sentence of one and a half years and a fine. The court found him guilty of nine charges, including habitual gambling overseas, illegal money transactions, prostitution mediation and purchase, instigation of violence, violation of the Specific Economic Crimes Act, embezzlement, sharing illicit photos, and a violation of business operations.
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4 Years Later: Where are they now?
All of the convicted, except for one, have been released from prison.
Jung Joon-Young
Jung Joon-Young owned the main chatroom where illegally taken sex videos were shared. The scandal was discovered when Jung Joon-Young took his phone in for repair, and the chat was discovered.
He received a six-year prison sentence for gang sexual assault and for taking and sharing illegally obtained sex videos. However, his sentence was reduced to five years after he submitted documents expressing his regret. He is expected to be released in late 2025.
Choi Jonghoon
Choi Jonghoon, a former member of F.T.Island, was sentenced to five years in prison for participating in two different gang rapes. However, his sentence was later reduced to two years and six months after reaching a settlement with his victims.
The former idol was released from prison in November 2021. In January 2022, news agency "The Fact" shared footage of Choi attending a church service with his mother. The encounter quickly turned physical. Choi did not answer any questions about returning to the entertainment industry.
Seungri
Seungri participated actively in Jung Jonn-Young's chat rooms, where they shared illegal sex videos and rated the women they had sex with. He was investigated only for his participation in the chat room and reportedly shared only one photo he found online.
Seungri received a three-year sentence for nine charges, including prostitution, prostitution mediation, embezzlement, violating food safety laws, habitual gambling, and violating the foreign exchange law. Netizens were surprised when he was released after serving only 18 months.
Yong Jun-Hyung
Yong Jun-Hyung, a former member of HIGHLIGHT, was implicated in a scandal after admitting to viewing an illegal video shared by Jung Joon-Young. Although he acknowledged speaking inappropriately, he denied sending any illegal content himself.
Jun-Hyung released a new album "Loner" in November 2022 after leaving HIGHLIGHT in 2019. He remained out of the spotlight until then.
Lee Jong-Hyun
Lee Jong-Hyun, a former member of CNBLUE, admitted to participating in discussions about the women he and Jung Joon-Young had slept with, even asking for details about other women. Although he initially denied involvement, he later admitted to viewing the illegally filmed videos.
After departing from CNBLUE and completing his mandatory enlistment, Lee Jong-Hyun has remained out of the spotlight and deleted his social media accounts.
Roy Kim
Roy Kim was accused of sharing and viewing illegal sex cams. However, he was found not to be involved in the group chats that did.
After being cleared of charges, Roy Kim returned to music in 2020. He then enlisted in the Marines for his mandatory military service. In October 2022, he released his latest album.
Eddy Kim
Eddy Kim was charged with circulating obscene material related to Jung Joon-Young's group chat. The prosecution suspended his indictment after it was revealed that he shared a single photo from the internet in a different group chat.
Following the scandal, Eddy Kim refrained from posting on social media for almost two years. He now shares occasional updates.
Similarties between Burning Sun and Black Sun
There are certain parallels between Burning Sun and Black Sun. Let's examine eight parallels between Black Sun Taxi Driver 2 and Burning Sun.
Names and information about the offenders to the victims
There isn't much of a difference between Burning Sun and Black Sun's given names. Just that, even though the characters' surnames or designations differ slightly, they are similar.
For instance, "Mr. Kim" and journalist Kim Young-Min frequently assist harassed women. Ultimately, though, Kim Young-Min and "Mr. Kim" were taken into custody and charged with the abuse. However, Kim Do-Ki also had a comparable experience.
YG Entertainment CEO Yang Hyun-Suk and CEO Yang Mi-Kyung are two more figures that resemble each other. Each of the two CEOs is embroiled in a drug trafficking case. Just their full name and gender are mentioned.
Victor and Seungri are two other significant characters who share similarities. When translated into English, Seungri signifies victory. In Japan, he also goes by the stage name Victory, or V.I.
The club's name, logo, and the traits that separate Black Sunfrom Burning Sun
The club name also bears a striking resemblance. The scandal was dubbed Burning Sun in real life, after the club. Black Sun is the name of the club in Taxi Driver 2.
Both of their logos' details are fairly similar. Both Black Sun and Burning Sun have a circle as their emblem. The distinction is that Burning Sun's circle contains multiple tentacles. On the other hand, the image of a circle inside Black Sun gets smaller and smaller.
Furthermore, Black Sun's bottle procession scene—which is intended to be presented to VVIP guests���is fashioned after Burning Sun. A video of the event was captured and went viral in 2019.
GHB is the medication that is used.
The medication, known as Gamma Hydroxybutyrate, is also the same. The purpose of the drugs was to knock the rape victim out.
GHB consumption in Taxi Driver 2 allows users to unknowingly follow commands from other users. as Kim Do-Ki and the female victims both experienced.
Victor and Seungri are the owners of Black Sun or Burning Sun, respectively.
Victor's character is still another area of similarity. Seungri and Victor share co-ownership of the club.
Despite Seungri's initial denial of the accusations. Yoo Moon-Hyun is regarded as the owner of Black Sun while he is in front of the audience.
The group chat between Victor and Seungri
Victor and Seungri have a group chat, which is another similarity. In one scene, Victor was on a group chat with his friends and had booked a woman.
Victor's friends asked him to send a video through the chat. In contrast, a number of artists are involved in Burning Sun, including Lee Jong-Hyun, an ex-CNBLUE member, Choi Jong-Hoon, an ex-FTISLAND member, and Jung Joon-Young.
Sexual harassment incidents and the sharing of victim videos
A well-known case in Burning Sun involved sexual harassment and the sharing of victim videos. In Gangnam, there were some protestors up until International Women's Day.
While sexual harassment is also one of the primary cases in Black Sun. Through Windy, the actors select the woman they desire. Subsequently, Windy would combine GHB drugs with the victim's alcoholic drink.
Black Sun guards will escort unconscious victims to their purchasers. They are unaware that the influence of GHB is the reason behind their harassment.
Corruption within the police force
An additional instance of Burning Sun is police corruption. It is even possible to bribe certain authorities to enable them to commit crimes.
Police officers Jang Ji-Ho and Jo Min-Gun take bribes from the club while they are in Black Sun. They even managed to obtain a substantial quantity of drugs that had been seized, enabling Black Sun to resell them.
Suspects are punished while the case is being looked into nationally.
Suspects are punished while the case is being looked into nationally.In the end, the suspects in the Black Sun and Burning Sun scandals were found guilty. Even some well-known musicians were subjected to sanctions before being kicked out of the group.
Additionally, the Black Sun and Burning Sun case is being looked into nationally due to multiple police bigwigs' names. In Taxi Driver 2, Police Commissioner Park Hyun-Jo even faced discipline and a demotion from his position.
Commissioner General Min Gap-Ryong declared intentions to launch a national inquiry into the police in the real world. The investigation also looked into drug trafficking and nightclubs.
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The Throne Room {Modern!Oberyn Martell x F!Reader}
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 8.2k
Warnings: Exotic dancers, bottoms off clubs, jokes about penis size, sexual themes, lap dances, competition, derogatory remarks, threats of violence, sex, unprotected sex, cream pie, confessions.
Comments: The Throne Room is the hottest male strip club in Vegas. Women from everywhere come to see ‘Prince’ Oberyn dance as the Red Viper. As the owner, you have a strict policy to never get involved with your dancers, but if there is one man who can change your mind, it would be Oberyn Martell.
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You stride through the club, heels on and looking every bit the boss as you glance around, making sure everywhere is clean and ready for open. "Hey boss. They are ready for you" Osha tells you as she wipes down the bar counter.
You nod, "thanks." Making your way over to the main stage area after dropping your things off in your office, you greet the men who want to audition for Vegas's hottest male strip club "The Throne Room." "Good morning gentlemen. Welcome. I trust you all have your songs lined up?" You ask and they nod. "Excellent. Let's begin" You say, sitting down in the armchair.
Oberyn moves through the entrance. The hands on his expensive watch would say that he was later than you had told him to be if he bothered to look at it. It had been a long night and a drink was necessary to even think about work. The two iced Berry Chai Teas were exactly what was needed to get through this.
The other two cups in the cardboard holder were yours. The hot macchiato with an extra shot and the iced nonfat latte you would switch to when the hot drink turned cold. Weaving his way through the tables and chairs, he plops down beside you and tilts his nose down so he can look at you over the rim of his glasses. “Ten in the morning?” He demands petulantly. “We didn’t go home until four.”
You shake your head, taking the coffee from him. "You're late" You tell him with playful reprimand and he smirks, "had to get the boss her caffeine."
You take a sip and moan softly in appreciation. "I'll let you off this one time" You warn with a wink. "Right. Up first is...Ramsay Bolton." You read out, looking up at the man that steps onto the stage. You run your gaze along his body. He has a strange look in his eyes that makes you frown but you push that aside to give him a chance to prove himself.
“I don’t like him.” Oberyn is immediately leaning over the arm of the chair to whisper in your ear. “Ellaria says he has…unnatural tastes.” His relationship with the woman might be unique, but he trusts the showgirl. She has her ear on the ground in half the city. “I say we pass. His hips are too stiff anyway.”
You ignore the slight flash of jealousy that runs through you when you think of Oberyn and Ellaria. An overly sexual on/off relationship that has you wondering why they keep seeing each other when all they do is fight. Both are passionate and fiery - fueled by jealousy- making for an interesting combination when they both show their bodies for a living.
"True" You murmur, crossing off his name. "Thank you" You call out before the music stops and Ramsay looks a little pissed before he stomps off of the stage. "Next!" You call out, looking at the next man to walk on stage.
"Tormund Giantsbane" He announces himself with a cocky grin and you hum in appreciation.
"Ginger. Tall. Strong. Looking good so far" You murmur.
“If he’s got a small cock, I’m going to be disappointed.” Oberyn huffs, taking a sip of his drink and looking up when Osha slides a bowl of fruit onto the table in front of you and Oberyn. “Thanks. love.” He smirks and pats her ass playfully before you clear your throat and he turns back to the stage. “Show us what you’ve got Giantsbane.” He calls out to the man with a wink.
Tormund is quick to rock his hips to the beat, sending a wink your way after pulling off his shirt, and you admire his broad chest. “You and your berries” You chuckle, watching him grab a handful.
“It’s good for the complexion and the completion, if you know what I mean” He winks and you roll your eyes, ignoring the way your cunt flutters at the thought. Tormund grabs your attention when he rips his briefs off to expose his cock. Your mouth falls open slightly at the impressive length.
“Well, we know the women who like a horse cock will be impressed.” Oberyn quips as the man continues to grind on the stage and turns around to show you his ass as he dances. “He will need to wax the hair off his ass.” He observes. “But I think he would be a good addition to The Throne.”
You make a note but shake your head. “Some women love a big, hairy Viking. I think he will fit in.” You smile at Tormund and he flexes his muscles. “Thank you. I will be in touch” You tell him as he gathers his clothes and steps off stage.
“Thank you ma’am” He calls out as he leaves.
“Polite too. Maybe you could take note” You tease Oberyn.
“You love my charm.” Oberyn smirks and leans in to offer you a berry. “I am polite to you, no? Make a lot of money for you.” He teases, rubbing your bottom lip with the plump fruit.
You try to not give in to the urge to wrap your lips around his fingers. You would never tell a soul but you spend every night in bed wearing out your vibrator to thoughts of him. You know it’s wrong. He has a girlfriend and you’re his boss but he’s just too sexy. No wonder he’s your star.
You bat his hand away and scoff, “stop it. I need to focus.” You call out for the next act and you raise your eyebrows at the cocky walk of Theon Greyjoy. He gestures for the music to start and you watch, apprehensive for his performance.
Oberyn sighs quietly and leans back in his chair to pop the berry that had been against your lips into his mouth. It was sweeter than the rest. “He looks like he would be a lazy fuck.” He comments offhand. “Talks a big game and cums in thirty seconds.” He snorts and grins when the man’s moves don’t quite live up to the cocky nature of the man. “Bet he doesn’t even eat pussy or suck cock. But he loves receiving.”
You bite your lip to smother your giggle, knowing what he says must be true with the way he moves his hips but still thinks he’s a god. The music is nearly over so you hold your hand up and the music stops. You stand up and walk towards the stage. “Why did you not take your pants off?” You ask, crossing your arms.
“Well. I- I didn’t think- I didn’t think I would need to since this is a male strip club. I thought it was just dancing” He smirks at you, cocky but his eyes are worried.
“No. It isn’t. You have to get naked. That’s what my clients want to see. So come on. Take them off” You uncross your arms and point at his crotch.
There is a moment where Oberyn thinks that the boy will refuse, that uncertainty that floats across his face is more than just nerves. He raises a brow as he leans back in his chair, eager to observe if he will while Theon stares at you in a small test of wills. “We all show our cocks.” Oberyn offers, smirking when you turn back towards him with a disgruntled look. “She’s seen my cock more than any lover I’ve had.”
You smile at him nodding, “true.” You murmur and turn back towards Theon. “Well? Do you want to properly audition or not? You can leave now if you wish.” You gesture to the exit.
Theon shakes his head and stands a little straighter, “I’m not leaving. You’re going to hire me because I will be your biggest star.” His promise is followed by him pushing down his pants.
Your eyes widen slightly and you shake your head. “I’m sorry but you definitely would not be my biggest star” You tell him, “I - I have a very selective clientele and they come to my club to see men they could only dream of having sex with. Their boring husbands at home don’t look like the men in my club and I have standards. You simply do not meet them.”
Theon shakes his head, confidence draining away, tears welling in his eyes. “Well I could just wear a Speedo” He counters.
“Honey, they would notice if you stuff a speedo and take it off to reveal your less than average penis. I’m sorry. You are dismissed” You announce and spin on your heel to sit back down.
Smothering his grin with his hand, Oberyn's shoulders shake with mirth and he watches the boy huff and grab his clothes up off the stage. 'You're going to regret this!" He shouts. "I don't want to work for an old cunt like you anyway!" That makes the smile drop off Oberyn's face and he shoots out of his chair, a dangerous edge to his eyes.
"You want to repeat that, boy?" He demands harshly.
You reach out to touch Oberyn’s chest to stop him moving forward. “Leave it. He’s just lashing out. Not worth us having the police here for it. He’s just angry he has a small cock” You chuckle, trying to ignore the way his skin feels beneath your fingers with his half buttoned shirt.
He looks at you and nods, “fine but if I see him again, I’m gonna kick his ass.”
You snort and pat his chest, “spoken like a true prince.” You sit back down and watch the rest of the auditions. One more man - Jaimie Lannister - fits the bill. “So…Tormund and Jaimie?” You ask Oberyn for his opinion.
“Lannisters.” Oberyn rolls his eyes and sends you an unhappy look. “They are all assholes. Why is this one leaving The Golden Lion to come here?” It amused him as much as it made him slightly nauseous that the entire family of Lannisters owned and operated the club. He found it strange that his sister would be dancing on one stage while the brother would be on the opposite. “Trouble in paradise? Or a spy to see if they can pilfer our dancers?”
You shake your head, “Jaimie approached me. It seems he is trying to make a name for himself outside of the family. He seems…genuine but that doesn’t mean I have taken my guard down. I will be keeping a close eye on him. He will bring in more people though. He’s almost as popular as you” You wink at Oberyn, “plus it’s one up on old man Tywin.”
“Please.” Oberyn scoffs at the idea that Jamie would be as popular as him. “That man can only dream of the ladies - and men, that stuff bills down my speedo and try to squeeze my cock before I strip off.” He tells you cockily. “I heard he got caught fucking one of the dancers in the back room.”
You nod, “yes. Guess that’s why his father fired him. You know Tywin doesn’t like mixing business and pleasure. I suppose we are similar in some ways” You chuckle. “You know my rules and Jaimie will follow them too. No exceptions. Now, I have some paperwork to sort through before we open. Go get some beauty sleep and I’ll see you later” You tell him and stand up, taking your coffee with you as you make your way to your office to think about the way his fingers brushed your lips with the berry.
Oberyn leaves the club and sighs when his phone buzzes in his pocket. Ellaria’s name flashes across the screen and he sighs. He loves her, he does, but he had honestly been relieved when she had broken up with him two days ago. He was tired of fighting with her about her clients, his clients and mostly- you. Ellaria knew how he felt about you and couldn’t stand it, even though she had admitted to having feelings for more than one man and woman since they had been involved.
You whimper, relaxing after you shake from your orgasm. You can’t help but rub your clit after Oberyn leaves. He works you up just by being near you but you have your rules. No sex with your staff and no interfering in staff members relationships. You clean your hands and sit back down at your desk to continue working on the books.
****
“Hey boss” Osha says after knocking and opening the door.
“Yes?” You ask, barely looking up from your paperwork.
“Everyone is here. Including Jaimie Lannister.” She announces and you sigh, setting your pen down before you stand up and make your way to the backstage area to talk to the boys.
“Good evening gentlemen.” You smile as you walk in, “are you all ready for tonight? A big night. Our themed prince night.”
Oberyn scowls over at Jamie, not liking the arrogance that the man displays, walking in with the snobbish attitude. Robb snorts, shaking his head and checking the way that his curls are laying in the mirror. “It would be better if we were gladiators tonight.” He jokes, jerking his head towards the two men. “Let them wrestle it out.”
You shake your head, “everyone is here to make money right? So surely we can let go of petty bullshit tonight. If you don’t, I will have your main stage slot given to someone else” You threaten Oberyn and Jaimie.
“Now love, you know that I will be the biggest thing to come to this club since well…ever.” Jaimie boasts and you shake your head.
“If only your cocks were as big as your egos…I’d be making a fortune. Check your ego at the door Lannister or you can go strip at the Gold Rush.” You tell him.
Oberyn grits his teeth at having to work with this man, but for you, he plasters a smile on his face. “If it weren’t for ego, Dove, some men wouldn’t have anything.” He coos, smirking when Jamie’s eyes narrow. “Especially the infamous ‘Kingslayer’.”
Jaimie snorts at the nickname he was given after pushing out the reigning king of the Vegas strip scene, Aerys Tagaryn. You clap your hands, “we are all a team here. If none of you can be a team player then you can go now” You wait for them to say anything. When no one does, you nod. “Good. Your costumes are waiting for you thanks to our brilliant Missandei.”
His costumes are always gorgeous. A bright, buttery yellow that plays magnificently off his skin tone and the oil he adds to make his skin gleam under the hot lights on the stage. He smirks when he sees that Missandei made his g-string practically non-existent under the robe. “I better not get hard too early.” He jokes as he holds up the floss. “Otherwise the Water Garden will not be overflowing with eager boys and girls, wanting to get an up close look.” He chuckles. “They will get the view right on the stage.”
****
You usually stay in your office monitoring things but you always come out to see Oberyn dance. The way the crowd reacts to him is magic. You cross your arms and watch Oberyn stride onto the stage, dressed in his signature yellow, and you smile when he winks at you before starting his set as the crowd goes wild.
He knows he controls the crowd. Watching the women - and men, follow his body across the stage as he moves. His speciality is the fact that he will start his set limp and yet by the end, he is hard. No one knows that he doesn’t pick someone in the crowd to fixate on, he thinks about you. Bills are tossed on stage, singles mixed with fives and a few twenties. Oberyn winks and moves closer to the stage, grinding his still clothed cock in the face of a very embarrassed man who seems to be interested if the tent in his pants is any judge. The crowd whoops when the man carefully sides a folded bill under the edge of his bottoms.
You can’t help but get wet when you see Oberyn getting hard. You imagine it’s the excitement from the crowd or maybe he’s imagining Ellaria. It’s intoxicating to watch him and you find yourself staring, eyes following him across the stage as he grinds his hips. You bite your lip when he rips off his g string to proudly display his hard cock. You swallow down the moan that threatens to escape your lips and you watch him gather the money after his grand finale.
Oberyn smirks as he walks back to the dressing room, the golden robe is open and he’s still sporting his semi. “You can try to beat that.” He tells Jamie in passing, chuckling to himself as he goes by.
Jaimie smirks and makes his way out to the stage and steps onto it after hearing “Welcome to the Throne Room…The Kingslayer!” The crowd screams and he is smug as he begins to move to the music. In an unexpected move, he grabs a chair from off stage and puts it in the center, his eyes meeting yours. He crooks his finger at you and you shake your head, making a rule to never get involved in the stage side of things, but Jaimie isn’t taking no for an answer.
He jumps off stage and rushes over to you, grabbing your thighs and tossing you over his shoulder. You shriek and try to find purchase on his oily shoulders but he manages to settle you in the chair on stage. Blinded momentarily by the spotlight, you don’t see Oberyn step from backstage to watch when Jaimie starts to grind his covered pelvis in your face.
Oberyn feels like his jaw is going to splinter from how hard he is grinding his teeth. Furious that he pulled you on stage, something you wouldn’t even allow him to do although he has asked numerous times. He had to grudgingly admit that Jamie’s moves are decent and the crowd seems to like the blonde man. Still, his blood boils, especially when he presses his face close to yours, almost kissing you.
You gasp and Jaimie smirks, sliding down your body to kneel between your legs, looking up at you as he shoves your legs open, his body preventing the crowd from seeing your panties. He slides up your figure, hands caressing you, until he can grab your ass. He stands up, pulling you up with him and you shriek when he throws you up before bringing you back down, your legs wrapped around his waist as he dips you towards the floor. “Jaimie. Please put me down” You beg and he follows your order but not in the way you want. He lays you down on the floor and crawls over you, lifting up into his palms so he can rock over your body.
He nearly bolts out onto the stage, but Robb grabs hold of him. “The boss can handle herself.” He reminds the infuriated man. Shoving off Stark’s hand, he seethes and turns on his heel to walk away from the sight, unable to stomach any more of the display. Jealousy burns in his gut and he hates that you are allowing Jamie to touch you like this.
You let Jaimie finish his routine, striding around the stage naked as money rains onto the stage after he helped you stand up and make your way off stage. He swaggers off stage, money in hand and winks at you when he approaches. “Hey boss did you en-?” You don’t let him finish his sentence as you don’t hesitate to reach up and slap his face. He winces and your chest heaves.
“I told you no. I have strict rules. No one makes me go on stage. This is unacceptable Lannister and if you ever pull shit like that again, you’ll be begging your daddy for your job back, you understand?” You point at him. He nods and you spin on your heel, making your way to your office.
Oberyn glares at the walls in his dressing room. Not even wanting to go back out tonight. It’s petulant, but then he can be petty at times. He ignores the knock on the door. “Oberyn? There’s a group of ladies requesting the Red Viper in the Water Gardens.”
Oberyn huffs at Osha. “Go away.” He grumbles. “I’m not dancing anymore tonight.”
You look up from your desk when Osha knocks and lets you know that Oberyn is refusing to dance. “Men. More temperamental than women I swear” You murmur, making your way down the hall to his dressing room. You knock on the door and he yells out to ‘go away’. You try the handle, wondering if it’s locked, and open the unlocked door. “I’m certain you aren’t yelling at your boss like that” You raise your eyebrows.
“Don’t be so certain.” Oberyn huffs, the glass of wine you will allow the dancers to drink in his hand. You want them to refrain from hard liquor but you have caved at Oberyn’s need for wine. “I’m going home. So you can have your pet dog work the Water Gardens tonight.” He tells you, not even looking at you in the mirror.
You snort and cross your arms, “are you jealous?” Your question is met with an incredulous scoff from him and you chuckle. “God Oberyn. I didn’t have you down as a quitter. You are gonna let him take all your money for tonight? Instead of going back out there and showing him how it's done? You know you’re better than him. You know that. Go prove it.” You urge, wanting him to get back on the proverbial horse.
His jaw clenches as you use his competitive streak against him. “You let him touch you. Dance with you as his subject.” His eyes narrow and his bottom lips pokes out slightly. “Tell me why I shouldn’t go home and let him have it?” He demands.
“Because I don’t want you to go home. He shocked me. Grabbing me and taking me on stage even after I said no, and then I was still saying no on stage. Trust me, I know the rules, I made them, and I stick to them. He did not and now he has a red cheek with the shape of my palm on it to remind him to never do that again. You know my rules, Oberyn, I don’t break them.” You step a little closer to him and touch his shoulder, “why don’t you see if Ellaria can come over?” You ask, wondering if that will cheer him up. You had heard the club she works in closes earlier in the week so she should be off soon.
Oberyn snorts and shakes his head. “Ellaria and I have parted ways. For good this time.” He tells you when you roll your eyes. “I told her that I am done. And I mean it.” He had, his former lover eventually agreeing that they would be better off as friends. “So I do not think that asking her here is wise. We need time apart before we can socialize as friends.”
You sigh, crossing your arms, “I’m sorry to hear that. I know you love her. Vegas is hard. It kills relationships quicker than you can lose $200 in a casino. It’s hard to keep them going.” You ignore the twinge of glee at them breaking up, reminding yourself that they will likely get back together and he doesn’t want you. He can’t want you. The rules say he can’t. You tilt your head, “so what you wanna do? Go home? Or go out there and kick Lannister’s ass?”
He wonders if you would be sorry if you know the thoughts that are swimming through his mind. Thoughts that always come up when you are near. “Only if you publicly announce the tips at the end of the night.” He winks and gives you a wicked grin. The money counting machine would be put through the ringer, but it would be worth it.
You chuckle, loving that the competitive gleam is back in his eyes. “Yes. We can do that” You tell him. “Come on Red Viper, your adoring audience awaits” You clap and walk over to him. “I really am sorry about you and Ellaria. I’m here for you if you need to talk” You promise and lean down to kiss his cheek. You swiftly pull away and make your way out of his dressing room, cursing yourself for that small slip up.
His cheek is warm where your lips brushed over his skin and he curses the fact that he couldn’t turn his head and press his lips to yours. He wants you, wants to see what the ballsy, fiery woman that you are would feel like around him. Would you shit talk in bed? Try to egg him on and get him to fuck you harder? Or would you be warm and pliant, softer when he’s buried inside you and stroking the spot that makes your pussy cream? He groans as he picks out a small g-string to put on for the Water Garden. You had a policy that the dancers weren’t to walk around swinging free unless they are coming off stage.
You decide to walk around watching for the rest of the night, keeping an eye on Jaimie and Oberyn. Hoping they don’t clash again. The crowd are enjoying themselves, bottles of champagne flowing and money floating down onto the stages where the men dance and strip off. You wander to the Water Garden, seeing Oberyn leaning in to whisper in a woman’s ear after she shoves a hundred dollar bill down his g string, and you chuckle, watching him in his element. You know he is a flirt and you know he doesn’t like you, he just wants to keep the boss sweet. Around four in the morning, the club is empty and you are standing in the middle of the room with your money counting machine to compare the tips received by Jaimie and Oberyn.
Oberyn smirks at the pile of cash sitting on the table. His stack looks smaller but he knows that the bills are larger. Jamie is cocky still, that arrogant smirk on his face just begging to be wiped off. He can’t help himself. Leaning in, Oberyn chuckles. “That handprint looked pretty on your pale face, Lannister. Offset your golden hair.”
Jaimie snorts, “it got me a lot of sympathy, my friend. Perhaps she could slap me when she’s riding my cock sometime?” Jaimie taunts Oberyn who doesn’t let it show as he smirks.
“I thought you only fucked your sister?” Oberyn snarks back.
You notice the imminent confrontation when Jaimie narrows his eyes and you clap your hands. “Gentleman, do you want to know who won or not?” You ask, holding a piece of paper with the results.
Oberyn crows slightly when Jamie cannot push the issue. Instead he turns to you. “Tell us Dove, who had the most money thrust in their g-string?”
You try to suppress your smile as you announce Oberyn as the winner. You are proud of him for defending his kingdom against the infamous kingslayer. Jaimie clenches his jaw and strides over to you. “It’s a fucking con. You probably added more money to his pile so your lover could win. Don’t pretend like he isn’t fucking you. We have all seen the way you look at him and him at you. It’s obvious as shit. So much for your rules, huh? You’re just a whore.” Jaimie spits at you.
Feeding his need to snack, there is a cheese tray next to the table. The knife is snatched up and pressed against the Lannister’s Adam’s apple before Oberyn even thinks about it. Hissing in the other man’s face as he yanks his hair back to make his throat more vulnerable. “You will hold your tongue or I will remove it, my little lion.” Jamie’s choked sound of surprise makes Oberyn smile maliciously. “You don’t think I will?” He coos softly before he tsks. “Then you don’t know the Red Viper as well as you think.”
You rush forward, gripping Oberyn's wrist and looking at him. "Oberyn. No. No. He's not worth it. Please. Just- just let me deal with him. Plus think of the club. A murder isn't exactly gonna help my business" You rationalize and he glares at Jaimie until his eyes flick towards you. He sees the fear in your eyes and lowers his knife. You nod in thanks and Jaimie chuckles when Oberyn lets go of his hair.
"Knew you were pussy whipped." He snorts and his words send a rage through you. You spin around and ball up your fist, punching him swiftly in the jaw. You wince at the immediate pain but the adrenaline has you surging forward.
"That's it. You are done. Go crawling back to your daddy for a job. No one insults me or my staff and I don't need a troublemaker" You grab the envelope of money and throw it at him. "Go. You're done" You hiss at Jaimie.
Robb and Tormund escort Jamie to the dressing room to gather his things and Oberyn takes several deep breaths before he looks over at you. “Are you okay?” He asks softly after a moment. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have reacted so violently but he doesn’t not insult the woman I-“ He bites off his words and sighs.
You nod, looking down at your knuckles and hissing, trying to shake out your hand. “I’ll be fine. I always am.” You offer him a tight smile. “Okay everyone. Time to go. Go get some sleep and I’ll see you later today.” You tell all of your staff. One by one they leave and you head back to your office, searching for the first aid kit. You look over your shoulder when you see Oberyn standing by the doorway. “I told you to go home. Get some sleep. You need it” You observe the worn out look on his handsome face.
“Too keyed up.” Oberyn lifts a shoulder and gives you a pointed look. “Shouldn’t you be taking your own advice? Going home and sleeping?” He asks. “You work too hard, never spending any time playing or feeling good.” Stepping into the room, he takes the kit from you. “You should let someone take care of you, Dove.”
You watch him carefully, heart rate picking up with him so near. "I have a business to run. A majority male operated business where they exploit women. I am trying to do things differently and they hate it. I had the odds stacked against me since day one and I need to work hard to keep this place going. A lot of people's livelihood depends on it. Besides, my vibrator handles most of the work" You joke, looking as he reaches for your hand and you hiss when he daps the broken skin with the antiseptic wipe.
“Bah.” Oberyn makes a face at the mention of a vibrator. “Toys are meant to be enjoyed with a lover, not used as the sole means of gratification.” He huffs. “You should have a toy pushed deep into your tight cunt to squeeze around while having your clit eagerly sucked on. Or have a vibrator against your clit while a hot, real, pulsing cock fills you.”
Your cunt clenches at the thought but you shake your head. “No one has been able to put up with what I do. Too jealous of my spending time with all of my dancers, of seeing so many cocks every night.” You scoff, having decided to remain alone after your last bad split with a lover.
“So you should love someone who understands.” He tells you, dark eyes on your face. “Someone who is confident enough to know that his cock is enough to satisfy you and loves you enough to help you make your Throne a kingdom.”
You smile, your eyes focusing on the sofa across the room, and you look back at him after a moment. "Do you happen to know where I can find a man like that? I haven't been so lucky" You chuckle and look down as he finishes bandaging your knuckles up.
He knows you will deny him, knows that rejection is going to be what he takes home with him tonight but he has to try. Lifting your bandaged hand up, he presses his lips softly to the wound. “You only have to look right in front of you, I have been right here.” He confesses. “I want you, more than you know.”
You stare at him in disbelief, those dark eyes apprehensive as they look at you and you shake your head, taking your hand away from him. "You- you don't. We have this - this tension - but you love Ellaria. You've broken up but you'll get back together within a couple of days and if you touch me, I will just be the woman who validated your love for her. I don't - I won't survive that, Oberyn. Please don't do that to me. Walk away now. You know the rules, let's not break them to dispel the tension between us." Your tone is pleading despite the ache between your legs and in your heart. You know it would destroy you. Having him for one night only.
Oberyn sighs, lowering his hand and propping it on his hip. He is wearing more clothes now, just a t-shirt and shorts because of the desire to be comfortable. “We broke up because I love you.” He admits. “While you might never believe it, it’s the truth. I love Ellaria, but it’s not the churning, aching need that I have for you. It’s not because I cannot have you, though.” He shakes his head. “I’ve had offers to leave, to have my own show, partnership in a club, but I cannot leave you.”
You inhale sharply, unable to believe he didn’t take those opportunities because of you. You step forward, reaching up to cup his cheek. “I believe you. I do. Oberyn…I - I want you to dance for me. Only me” You request, wanting to watch him for yourself even if it’s only for one night. “You can take me on stage. Do whatever you want. Whatever music but I just want you to dance for me. It’s all I think about when my hand is rubbing my clit when I think about you” You tell him. You know you love him but you don’t want to reveal that just yet, too used to keeping your emotions behind an iron curtain.
“I’m going to fuck you on stage.” Oberyn promises. “Strip off your panties and come find me on stage. I need to get everything ready.” He turns around and rushes out of your office to queue the music that he would want to dance for you to. It’s something that he’s imagined several times before this moment.
You watch him go and you shiver in anticipation, reaching under your skirt to pull your panties off, tossing them onto your desk. You make your way through the club to the stage and kick off your heels as you wait for Oberyn.
He’s set a chair in the middle of the stage. Wanting you to be comfortable while he dances. Starting the music and turning on the lights from the DJ booth, he hurries back to the stage. “Sit down.” He orders you, stripping off his t-shirt and joining you in just the baggy basketball shorts he had been wearing when he entered your office.
You step onto the stage and sit down in the chair he has waiting for you. Music starts and begins to grind his hips to the music. You look up at his face and find his eyes watching you, it sends a shiver down your spine and squeezes your thighs together to try and alleviate the ache between them.
Oberyn tuts, sliding his hands over your thighs and wrenching them apart. The sound of fabric tearing fills the space between the two of you, but he doesn’t care. “Want to see you get wet.” He tells you, dark eyes sliding down to get the first view of your cunt. “You’ve seen my cock every day, want to see your pussy.”
You whimper at his words, a wave of arousal coating the cunt that his eyes are hungrily looking at. “Well it’s yours, baby. It’s always been yours to look at” You promise, knowing it’s true even if your rules have been in the way. You listen to him groan and your fists clench, unsure of where to put your hands as he begins to move his hips again.
He keeps his eyes on you, watching you as he moves to the music. Bending down and sweeping off his shorts to reveal his semi hard cock. “This is yours.” He promises with a grunt before he spins around and grinds his ass on your lap.”Think about you when I’m onstage.”
You can’t help but reach out to smack his ass, having always wanted to do that. His dark chuckle makes your cunt clench once more and you squeeze his ass before lowering your hands. His moan makes you giggle and he spins around again, his cock now hard and bobbing as he grinds his hips to the music. “You’re so beautiful when you dance” You tell him breathlessly.
“Baby, I dance for you.” He groans, cock twitching and he slides closer, barely grazing your breasts with his length. “Every day when I’m up on that stage. Thinking about you, performing for you.”
You resist the urge to take his cock into your mouth, staying still while he rocks his body. “When you get hard?” You ask breathlessly and he looks down at you.
“Especially when I get hard.” You whimper and he chuckles, lifting his foot onto the edge of the seat and he rocks his hips, making his balls sway. Your mouth waters but you let him lead, knowing he needs this as much as you do.
He leans in and presses his face to your neck, tongue coming out to lick your pulse before he drags his tongue down your chest. Humming he sets your hand on his thigh while his hips thrust forward and he winks at you. “Scoot down on the chair, Dove.” He orders you.
You shift down, your legs falling open even wider and your heart is pounding in anticipation of what he’s going to do. The chair beneath you is slick with your arousal and you can’t help but shift your hand, wrapping your fingers around his thick cock.
He moans at the sight of your slick, pulsing cunt. “When I get a chance, I’m going to worship that cunt with my tongue.” He promises you, thrusting into your grip and hissing in pleasure when you squeeze him. “Have you dance that pretty pussy in my face while you soak it with your cum.”
You gasp, stomach twisting with excitement with his words. You continue pumping him, loving the way he almost stops moving as his mouth drops open. A simple handjob has him moaning your name. “Please Oberyn. Please. I need you inside of me” You beg, letting go of his cock to let him do what he wants to you.
Your legs are lifted into his hands, pushing them up and spreading them wise while he drops his hips. Grinding his cock against your slick folds and moaning at how hot and wet you are. “Always wanted to do this. Show you how I would fuck you in front of everyone here.” He growls, pulling his hips back so his cock lines up and he swivels his hips while he pushes inside your cunt.
You cry out, throwing your head back as his thick cock stretches your walls. You gasp his name and reach up to wrap your arms around his neck. His cock twitches inside of you and you cry out at the feeling. “Fuck Oberyn. So- so fucking good. Always knew you’d feel good inside of me” You confess and he hands caress your calves.
He groans, trying to keep the same beat of the music as he moves his hips. Grinding and bucking deep inside of you, hating when he has to pull out of you even an inch. Wanting to be just as deep as he can get. “Perfect cunt, perfect woman.” He pants, gripping the back of the chair and watching your mouth fall open in pleasure.
You look up at him, watching him watch where he is pushing in and out of you. You cry out when he hits something deep and you reach down to grab his ass, keeping him in that spot. “Right there” You tell him with a moan, head falling back again as he rocks into you. “Jesus Oberyn. You’re gonna ruin me for other men” You whimper, helping him rock deep into you.
“Good.” He hisses, continuing to move right against that spot and loving how your walls are fluttering around him. The music shifts into the extended version of the song but he keeps the pace the same sensual grind, wanting you to love every second of him being inside you. “Cum for me, beautiful.” He groans.
Oberyn moans, starting to grind into you faster, rocking his hips while his ass flexes in your grip. Working towards his own release and drawing out yours. “F-fuck, where?” He demands, clenching his jaw as he feels his balls starting to pull tight to his body. Despite getting hard several times tonight, it will be the first time he cums.
“Inside me. I have an IUD” You tell him, wanting to feel him fill you up. He grunts through clenched teeth and he’s never looked sexier. All the dancing and stripping could never compare to seeing him raw and uninhibited like this. He rocks into you a half dozen more times before he pushes deep. Your hands on his ass encourage him and he lets out a curse followed by your name as he paints your walls with his hot cum. You pant, loving the feeling and tilt your head up to kiss his jaw as he looms over you.
It’s intense and his forehead drops down to rest on the top of your head as he catches his breath. “Best dance of the night.” He pants out, still twitching inside you every time your walls grip in the aftershocks of your high. “Tell me that wasn’t worth breaking your rules.” He murmurs before he shifts and presses his lips to yours.
You wrap your arms around his neck and deepen the kiss, sliding your tongue into his mouth. His cock softening inside of you and you can feel his cum dripping onto the seat below but you don’t care. You moan into the kiss and pull away a few seconds later. “It’s a good thing I’m in love with you” You declare breathily.
Oberyn’s heart swells and he grins at you. “A very good thing, my Dove.” He reluctantly pulls out of you and groans as he looks down to see your cunt spilling his cum. “That is a beautiful sight.”
You sign in bliss and shift awkwardly to stand up, his remaining cum dripping down your thigh. "Let me clean up and maybe we can go get breakfast at that diner down the street then go back to my place and sleep?" You suggest, not wanting him to go home after this. You will need to talk about all of this.
Oberyn steps back and reaches for your hand to pull you to your feet. “Whatever you want to do.” He promises you. Even if he’s tired, the adrenaline from being able to touch you has him wired for a little while longer. “Go clean up and I will clean up the stage.”
You lean in and peck his lips before you make your way back to your office, using the private bathroom to clean up and you pull your panties up and slide into your heels. After switching off the light and locking the door, your purse in hand as you make your way down the hall to meet Oberyn at the back entrance where your cars are.
The stage looks as if nothing has happened. He’s wiped down and sanitized the chair, placed it back where it goes and thrown the cleaning rags in the laundry to be taken care of by the cleaning crew. Redressed, he smiles when you turn and your own smile greets his. “You want to take one car? Or two?” He asks with a wink.
You bite your lip, knowing that taking one car will start rumors, and you think it's best that you talk first. Make it clear what you would like to happen next. "Let's take two cars. I just - I don't want to let everyone know that we fucked without us getting the chance to figure everything out first. I love you. Please don't think that I don't want people to know...I just want to protect you" You tell him, reaching up to cup his cheek.
Oberyn shakes his head and when your face falls, he reaches up and grabs the hand that you are pulling away. “Whatever you want to do.” He promises you. “This is your business and I would never want to hurt you in any way.” He knows that you are worried about the rumors, especially after Jamie’s comments earlier. “I will always protect your best interests.”
You smile, squeezing his hand. "Thank you. It's not you, it's me" You joke and he chuckles. "Meet you at the diner?" You ask and he nods. You know it's going to be hard, maintaining a relationship with Oberyn when so many people will try to tear you apart but you are confident you can make it work. You pull up outside of the diner and Oberyn opens your car door, guiding you inside. "So...that happened" You chuckle.
“Did it?” Oberyn teases. “I feel like I fell off the stage and fell into a dream.” He lets you slide into a booth and sits down on the opposite side. “The best kind of dream, of course.” He coos, picking up your hand and squeezing it gently before the waitress comes up to take your drink orders.
You order your coffee and water as always and Oberyn orders a berry tea. "Obsessed with berries" You tease and look down at your joined hands. "I want you to know that I meant what I said earlier. I love you. I am in love with you. I have been for a while. But I won't risk my business or your reputation. At work, you are my employee and I want to keep it that way so we don't have any accusations of favoritism. I just think it's best to keep personal and professional separate. For both of us."
It’s exactly what he had anticipated you saying. “Okay.” He nods and leans back against the booth and rests his arm along it. “There’s no change at work.” He promises. “But then I get to take you home and work off the pent up energy from the night.”
You smirk, "oh I fully expect that. I am not a jealous person. I won't get petty about you flirting for bigger tips or grinding on women or men. I know what our industry includes. All I ask is that you're honest with me and I will be honest with you." You shift and move over to the other side of the booth. You reach up to cup his cheek and smile at him, "Just let me be the one to suck your cock after a busy shift" You wink.
“You could always get me a private dressing room and do it during the shift.” He teases, never liking having sex while he was supposed to go up on stage within the next twenty minutes. Makes it more difficult to get hard the next time around.
You lower your hand to rest on his chest and you can feel his heart beating under your palm. “Now that would be unprofessional.” You tease softly but mean it. “I think you’ll just have to make up for it when I’m in your bed” You murmur and the waitress comes over to set your food down.
“About time you two got together” She smirks and you giggle, flustered that she had noticed during your many visits to the diner after the club closed for the night.
Giving the woman a charming smile, he wraps his arm around you. “What can I say, I’ve come to my senses and convinced her to be mine.” He tells her proudly. You huff playfully and both of you order food to send her away before Oberyn let’s go of you. “Now we need to eat and get home so I can strip you down and fuck you properly in a bed.”
You hum, leaning in to kiss his jaw. "That sounds like a plan, Red Viper. Can't wait to suck your cock and make you cum like I've always wanted to" You coo and he groans, leaning in to rest his forehead against yours.
"I love you" He murmurs.
"I love you too" You tell him, leaning in to brush your lips with his. You have finally got your prince...he just happens to be an incredibly sexy stripper. "Fuck the rules" You murmur, deciding to let go of some of your rigid rules.
"Fuck yes" He grins and deepens the kiss. Fuck the rules, he’d rather have you.
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Ghost Stories Starter Sentences
Starters based off of the english dub of Ghost Stories. Change pronouns as necessary! TW for swearing, drug and sex references, and mean humor.
"Run, she's a ghost AND a bitch!"
"When this bitch kicks, I'm moving to Vegas!"
"I don't care about your cat, he's probably dead."
"[blank] just showed up on the day of our mother's funeral. Our DEAD mother. Do you feel bad now?!"
"Sure! Jackass.."
"Open your books and turn to page whatever."
"Aren't any of you bastards going to help me?!"
"What the fizzity uck was that?"
"Let's fizzity uckin' find out!"
"I hope to god you're adopted."
"If it wasn't for me, your friend would be headlining in heaven."
"Hey I've got an idea! Why don't you come to the scary, isolated payphone on the bad side of town?"
"Time to go Great Santini on his ass!"
"Oh my god what the hell's happening here?! These are the fastest lips I've ever had to sync!"
"There's not enough booze in my office."
"You're an ass! Let us out, you ass!"
"Oh no, not Grand Theft Auto! What would Hillary Clinton say?"
"When are you gonna need another dramatic plot point until you decide to whip out that damn ghost book?"
"I can read! Not well, but I can read."
"It's said that if you find it, you can communicate with the spirit world! But if you order books, they really screw you on the shipping fees."
"Not get out, get saved!"
"Better get some extra napkins with yours."
"Like Jesus, it never stops working for you!"
"You smoked all of it, didn't you?!"
"Wow, that doesn't look threatening at all."
"That's so sweet! In a "you scare the hell outta me", Emily Rose kinda way!"
"The V on my sweater stands for "very big deal"!"
"Violins. Oh no!"
"She's looking straight at us, I don't think we hid very well."
"Those three to four cardboard boxes aren't gonna hold him for long!"
"Lord, reveal your salvation since I am your favorite among these heathens!"
"Deadbeat dads are not cool!"
"Hey man, if you squint it looks like a clown."
"You're here, and you are an idiot."
"Years ago, people went in there and didn't come out. Not unlike your sister."
"I know that you're gay."
"Damn, ever since Lost."
"Bless him, leaving me here alone and defenseless in a cemetery, what a guy!"
“At first I thought it was new drugs, but now I'm wondering if it was those chess club dorks.”
"From what mom says, he's a bull with a foot fetish."
"I thought meth was only bad in Oregon."
"It wasn't meth! It was another damn ghost."
"If there's a cliff on this mountain, I'm pushing both of you off it."
"In school, with adults, with dead people, I am just too popular for my own good."
"Thundercats, ho!"
"Can't tell this was a goddamn anime."
"You are shockingly hateful!"
"What movie are we ripping off again?"
"Sometimes yes means no. And sometimes you're a bitch."
"I'm going fuckin' crazy."
"Hey, maybe if they paid their FUCKIN phone bill you could call again!"
"I'm a size queen from the word go, you know what I'm sayin'?"
"I'd like to be given over to shameful lust!"
"Time to go home, load up that bong, and watch Pokemon!"
"Oh wow, I can't even comprehend how inappropriate this is."
"One day you'll understand the benefits of a good curve."
"Run! Run from yet another Japanese horror knockoff!"
"You know what I hear? I hear the sound of you shutting the fuck up!"
"Why am I doing this?! It's not faithful to my character arc!"
"Butch it up and get the torches!"
#ghost stories dub#meme#roleplay meme#rp meme#askbox meme#inbox meme#starter sentences#rp memes#sentence starters#sentence meme#ask box meme#starter prompt
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NSFW Bleach Character Requests MDNI
Yes, will write with any kink:
Captains: Suì-Fēng, Gin, Aizen, Byakuya, Tōsen, Kensei, Kenpachi
Lieutenants: Renji, Shūhei, Ikkaku, Kaien Shiba
Hollows: Starrk, Ulquiorra, Grimmjow, Szayelaporro, Franceska Mila Rose, Ggio Vega
Humans: Ichigo, Uryū, Tsukishima, Jugram (haven’t seen last two but they hot)
Others: Hyōrinmaru, Kisuke, Kokutō, Noba, Senbonzaukra, Yoruichi, Yumichika, Zangestu
Depends on ask + Dynamics (NSFW onwards! MDNI)
Captains:
⛧ Unohana, Isane (soft Dommes, maybe MD/LG and patient roleplay, infantilisation/piss, will let/force you to suck their tits, potential yandere, coos “you’re too little to do X, let mummy do it, darling”, picks and helps you into clothes, pet names, some sweet but you associated with bedroom activities, makes you blush when used in public whilst others awww unknowingly)
⛧ Lisa (cruel, sadistic hard Domme, DD, pet play collars & leash- degrader forces you to woof for her, loves marking you and seeing your struggled explanation, you “claiming” her by scratching her back- grins when changing and gets asked if she fought a cat, makes you read stories whilst cockwarming, spanks you whenever you mess up)
⛧ Shunsui, Ukitake (soft DDoms, threesomes, lowkey infantilisation- coos down saying “too weak/little to do X”, cockwarming, size & competency differences, dumbification, integrate cages into their offices/homes- beds, tables, kitchen counters with the base a cage/cage carved into them, fluffy dog beds under their office desk, DD/LG or pet play that lasts more than a single session)
⛧ Yamamoto (age gap, authority kink, gives you anything but the moment you imply you have the power = over his knee spanking, temp/wax play, neglect play- makes you kneel and wait for his attention as he works, sometimes with a vibe that he can control, brat tamer, degradation “needy slut letting an old man fuck you over his desk” praise after so know he doesn’t mean it- cherishes you)
⛧Sajin (Pred/Prey, primal, ruts, knots, praise (both ways- tail wags when you slur how good he makes you cum), possessive, protective, size kink, teaches you defence ends up fucking you, biting- wearing his bites proudly sets him off, grabs you and takes you to a forest, “you have ten minutes to run to safety. If i catch you in that time, you won’t be able to stand by the end of it”)
I prefer human form
⛧ Mayuri (Hard Dom, experimentalist, sadistic, master/slave, scientist/student or teacher/student RP- you cheating on or failing an exam and need to make up for it, cockwarming even if a person enters, nakedly crawling by his subordinates, ‘you can look but not touch’, makes sex pollen, dumbification, neglect play. Aftercare King, adores you in an amazing-science-finding way)
will struggle with fluffy
Lieutenants:
⛧ Rangiku (H+S Domme, w/ consent fucks drunk you, CNC, loves taking advantage of you, innocence kink- not knowing how to finger yourself, wanting to better your alochol tolerance, don’t know how to file paperwork, condescending tease, faux concern, praises and humiliates simultaneously, you go to work with a vibe, asks if anyone can hear buzzing, great aftercare with harder kinks)
⛧ Kira (S+H Dom, laid back but puts you in place when too bratty- will sit and watch you with a raised eyebrow, probably takes you to a BDSM club to show what a good girl you are, lets his friends watch him fuck you but he’s possessive- they can only fuck their fists, learns how to safely do kinks you’re interested in, silk ties, vibe in public, faux concern, likes you kneeling, teacher/student RP)
⛧ Mashiro (mostly soft Dom, spoils you, acts like a sugar mummy. Can be cruel- punishes you by making you (a pillow princess) ride her, won’t help you cum, marathon sex where she use her hollow mask for greater stamina, uses her scarf as rope, tit play (both ways loves you nursing from her and pinching yours, nipple + clit clamps), petplay, her covering your body and fucking you)
⛧ Akon (S+H D, whipped but push too far and he will punish you. a quiet, controlled dom who will normally let his sub be bratty in front of people but when alone will destroy you. NWCM, master/slave, oral cockwarming him while he works, pet play with scientific knowledge to make the ears, tail and heats real, scientists examining a new breed RP, probably makes sex pollen, dubcon)
⛧ Chōjirō (softer Dom, strict on manners, N/SFW punishments. Dildo on chair/mirror disinterestedly watches you ride it, putting you in the corner book balanced on head, NWCM, degradation, foot humping, dumbification- likes teaching you; he’s older and wiser, “let daddy help you understand X” him tutting when you make mistakes, “it’s my fault, poppet, thought you were big enough”)
Hollows:
⛧ Adult Nelliel (mostly soft D, nurturing. Nice punishments = overstimulation, mean punishments = boot worship, humiliation, fucking you in released form. continues fucking you if someone walks in, asks them if they want to join. Primal, makes you crawl naked and collared, a cow bell swinging above your chest, dehumanises you “only goat here is one by my feet” amazing aftercare follows)
⛧ Tier (mostly soft D, queen-maid role play, throne fucking, fully submerged water sex you trusting her with your breath sparks something in her, blood play, loves when you use her to cum but she’s still got the power/authority, dirty talk, infantilisation, instructs you on how to finger yourself, service!top, lets you suck her fingers when you pout, forces her fingers in your mouth when you’re bratty)
Others:
⛧ Ryūken Ishida (DD, doctor-nurse/patient, maid RP, dubcon, innocence kink, intelligence/dumbification kink- showing he’s cleverer than you, you kneeling, casual dominance- makes you light his cig for him. Degrader “sluts need older men”, cockwarming him under hospital desk, him teaching you archery, every bullseye he hits = clothing item off of you, then an orgasm from you, then certain acts- blowjobs, anal. If you complain, turns you into his arrow holder)
⛧ Isshin (breeding, housewife + strength kink, full nelson, wall sex. Goofy but mean!dom, spoils you, sugar daddy energy-buys lingerie just to rip it off. Bows, laces, infantilisation, anal. Degrader. Says he’ll protect you during horror films then scares and fucks you where you fall, CNC, pred/prey, loves you sucking his fingers, collar with his name/bitch/cum dump, pussy slaps, him cooing how your tight pussy can’t take his big cock, creampies where scoops his cum back in)
⛧Sode no Shirayuki(Rukia’s Zanpakutō spirit)(mean bratty!dom, temp play- fingers you with cold hands, ice dildos, freezes you to surfaces to restrain you then laughs and asks if you’re cold, sits on your face for hours “this is my seat”, loves that Zanpakutōs serve their masters but she’s domming you “what would they say, a Zanpakutō with a soul reaper for a pet?” role reversal- you are her Zanpakutō following her impossible orders so you get punished)
⛧Katen(Shunsui’s sword spirit w/ eyepatch) (cruel, wear her clothes or no clothes. Put her crown on you once, went feral and left you bedridden for 3 days. A Qween so serve her by getting on your knees, queen-maid RP, also role reversal- you’re the queen and she fucks you on “your” throne (won’t lower to a jester but a knight from own/another kingdom that beat you or maybe an advisor you trusted- Kyōkotsu playing knight whilst she’s an adviser holding you down, telling you it’s for the good of the people) gets a gag with a dildo on the outside and rides it/your face, prioritises her pleasure. Do well, she’ll let you cum- on her boot. Holds “court”, you cockwarming/pleasuring her, no one acknowleding you)
⛧ Kyōkotsu (mask) (a switch, obeys Katen but doms you. Also a snitch, fucks you when Katen forbids it, promises not to tell but tells so she can watch you be punished. Play wrestling with you as pets under Katen’s supervision with her pinning you down and leaving you a drooling mess. Forces a vibe in you before you meet the Queen, snickers when Katen asks why you’re flushed, proposes you’re nothing but a cheap concubine trying to seduce Katen and have to be punished. Will RP as your bodyguard/knight that gets fed up with your attitude and fucks it out of you. Makes you hump her sword’s hilt, tickles you with the feathers at the end of her sword)
No
Captains: Love, Rose, Rukia, Shinji
Lieutenants: Hiyori, Momo, Nano, Ōmaeda, Yachiru
Humans: Ichigo’s friends (Chad, Orihime), looks like/is a kid (Ichigo’s sisters, Kisuke’s children, Loly, Menoly)
#bleach#bleach smut#tw.dom/sub#tw.bdsm#tw.pet play#tw.infantilisation#tw.piss#tw.role play#tw.cockwarming#tw.gags#tw.dub con#tw.breeding kink#tw.breeding#tw.blood kink#tw.breath play#tw.mummy kink#tw.daddy kink#tw.MDLG#tw.DDLG#tw.predator prey#tw.primal#tw.CNC#tw.NWCM#tw.nipple play#tw.clamps#tw.collars#tw.leashs
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Sulton’s Palace Massage Salon and Swinging Escorts, August 1974
This massage parlor opened in the Lasky Building, 2307-2315 Las Vegas Blvd S at Cincinnati, in summer ‘73 around the same time as another called Velvet Touch on E Charleston Blvd. The city received complaints about both businesses, from operators of health clubs who objected to the parlors veiled references to prostitution, and customers who complained about price gouging and false advertising.
“City Comissioner George Franklin questioned the validity of complaints received by City Atty Carl Lovell’s office and challenged the intentions of unsatisfied customers. ‘They complained they got no sex, and that is what we can to give these places a good name,’ he said.” - H. Searl. “New massage parlor ordinance under fire.” Las Vegas Review-Journal, 3/22/74
The city of Las Vegas responded first by passing a rule that prohibited massage by persons of the opposite sex, then revoked the licensed of both salons on 8/18/76 citing a violation of state false advertising laws.
The Lasky Bldg had been a series of wedding chapels from the late 60s to the early 70s. Taking the place of Sultan’s was another wedding chapel which operated into the 80s.
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Rp Ideas
Part 3.
1. Best friends
2. Father/daughters friend
3. Blind date
4. I walk in your room and see you naked
6. Vegas b-day
7. Strangers at a party
8. Strangers on a beach
9. Worker/coworker
10. Roommates
11. Raped in a dark alley
12. College student/office worker
14. Nurse/Doctor
15. Housewife/poolboy
22. School slut/new kid
30. Locker room sex
31. Sex slave
32. You go to the kitchen in the middle of the night and see me bent over the counter
33. Nude club
35. Horny cousins home alone
36. Best friends girlfriend
38. Boyfriend/girlfriends younger sister
39. Boss/employee
40. Big tiddy goth/Dom jock
42. Finding a girl asleep in a sexy pose and fucking her
43. Force fucking a succubus who doesn't know how to fuck
47. BDSM
49. Lovers
50. NPC×player
51. Prince/peasant
53. Private stripper
58. Friends with benefits
59. Locker room mixup
65. Fucking her senseless
66. College party
Disclaimer. I don't own any part of the art nor do I own nor do I own the context of this of this post. I am reposting this so all who love to role play has access to it.
If you got any ideas you want me to add let me know
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Person A and Person B are co-workers who hate each other. They’re always competing with each other at work and they’re always getting into arguments. Then one day Person A is leaving an appointment with their therapist when they happen to see Person B waiting to see the same therapist in the lobby. I think one is perfect for rowaelin.
This was silly but fun. Word Count: 1,757
Aelin pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration, a horrible mannerism she’d picked up from her least favorite person. She could see her boss bite back a smirk as he noticed Aelin’s mirrored position from across the table. Aelin leaned back, removing her hand from her nose, refusing to have anything in common with the man who made her life a living hell. Fucking Rowan Whitethorn.
When Aelin had first joined Rifthold Marketing, she’d been excited to meet her team. She’d been warned she would be the first female to be hired as a senior account manager, and that it was a bit of a boys’ club. But Aelin could handle herself. She was fierce and opinionated and refused to be bowled over by any sexist asshole. But it turned out she didn’t need to be worried, the team of managers, who referred to themselves as The Cadre, invited her to their weekly happy hour her first day on the job, welcoming her with open arms.
Well. All, except one.
Rowan Whitethorn was a prick extraordinaire. He scoffed as Aelin sipped her chardonnay at their happy hour, frowning into his beer unhappily at her presence, and he hadn’t warmed to her since. It’d been four months, and every day he’d made Aelin’s life a living hell. Which is why for the life of her, she could not understand why Dorian, the company VP had asked them to work together on a new account pitch.
“This is insane, Dorian,” Rowan grumbled from his side of the table, his fingers ever present on the bridge of his nose, between his furrowed brow.
“As much as I hate agreeing with him,” Aelin said, clearing her throat. “Rowan is right.”
“I am?” he asked, straightening up slightly.
“Of course,” Aelin scoffed. “Us working together is ridiculous. I have an existing relationship with the account. Orynth Hotel Group is only taking the meeting because of me. They want to rebrand with me. Rowan has no business pitching whatever nonsense ideas he has to them.”
“Except Rowan also has an existing relationship with the client,” Rowan said, speaking of himself in the third person. It was something he did all too frequently, and it made Aelin’s skin itch every time.
“The existing relationship should not count if it’s not professional,” Aelin jeered, and Rowan’s lips curled into a sneer as his fist pounded on the table. “Who is she? An ex? You screw your way into all your accounts?”
“Excuse me?” Rowan gaped. “Dor, come on, she can’t say that. Not only is it not true,” he ground out. “But it’s grounds for harassment. I’ve worked with Maeve on three campaigns, and she specifically reached out to tell me she’d just joined Orynth.”
Rowan glared at his boss, who looked far too amused at his discomfort. Dorian sighed loudly.
“Which is why I need you to work together,” he said, giving the pair a small smile. “Orynth is a huge account, and we would be idiots to lose out because you two couldn’t come up with a cohesive pitch. I know I can count on my two best account managers to come up with something spectacular, yes?” He paused and looked at them. “By Friday, please.”
Aelin groaned and slumped back into her chair, nodding feebly at Dorian as he left the two in the conference room.
“Coffee?” Aelin offered, hoping to thaw the icy glare from Rowan’s eyes, but it hardened even more as he shook his head.
“While you waste time on that, I’ll gather my notes for you.”
Aelin tried her very hardest not to roll her eyes as she made her way across the hall to pour herself a cup of coffee. She could get through this. It was one week of her life. Just one fucking week where she’d have to spend every minute of her day with Rowan. She paused. Thank gods she had therapy tonight. Her therapist had heard far toto much about the infamous Rowan Whitethorn, and she had a feeling she’d be hearing another earful tonight.
When she made her way back into the conference room, Rowan had spread out a series of boards he’d drawn up across the table. The intricate pitch proved he’d already put a lot of work into it, but Aelin had done the same prepping for this meeting. She knew it was going to be a long battle between them. As she glanced at the boards, she couldn’t help but admire some of them. She hated that he was actually pretty talented. If only his attitude didn’t suck so badly, they might actually be a pretty great team.
“So?” Rowan asked expectantly as Aelin took a sip of her steaming mug.
“Your illustrations are beautiful…”
“But,” he ground out between his clenched teeth.
“But,” Aelin continued. “Orynth has worked incredibly hard to launch themselves as a luxury hotel brand. Cozy, family stay doesn’t exactly say – luxury to me.”
“I don’t know,” Rowan countered. “Taking time off work. Having a family. Sharing a meal. Feels like a luxury to me.” His eyes were suddenly sad, and Aelin felt slightly uncomfortable seeing it. She looked down at her coffee and when she looked back up, his eyes were back to their usual cold glare. “I suppose you have something much better?” he asked, his voice defensive with sarcasm.
“In fact…” Aelin laid out her own papers. Her boards weren’t anything close to Rowan’s meticulously drawn illustrations, but they got the point across. Rowan’s eyes flicked across them quickly, and she could see the eye roll he barely restrained.
“What?” she snapped.
“It’s just… sex?” he scoffed. “It’s so overdone. This isn’t a seedy Vegas hotel for a forbidden affair.”
“No, it’s… a staycation for an overworked couple who deserve time to relax. Away from their family. Time for themselves. Between sheets or otherwise. The luxury of being yourself.” Aelin used her best pitch voice and watched as Rowan barked out a loud laugh.
“You think that’s going to sell?”
“You’re infuriating!” Aelin said.
“You’re not much better yourself, Ace,” he spat, using Dorian’s nickname for her.
“Fine,” Aelin sighed. “Let’s scrap them both.”
“Fine,” Rowan agreed, pushing all the papers off the table and making room for new scratch. She was in for a long night.
Luckily, at seven on the dot, Aelin called it for both of them. They’d made a list of general areas to explore and a few sub headers without murdering each other. She deemed that extreme progress.
“Where you going?” Rowan asked as she gathered her things. “Hot date?” he asked, glancing at the clock.
Aelin snorted, thinking of her weekly date with her therapist. “Something like that,” she answered.
Rowan stretched, clearly annoyed. “I would have put in another hour, but who am I to judge? It’s not like we have to pitch something to Dorian in four days.”
Aelin didn’t dignify his taunt with a response, her fury rising up in her as she sped off to therapy.
“I wish I didn’t have to work with him. He’s just… rude,” Aelin concluded for her doctor, who sat listening to her intently. “All the time.”
“And you’re not?” Yrene probed. Aelin rolled her eyes.
“He started it!”
“Aelin,” Yrene sighed. “We’ve talked about this every week for months. Someone needs to be the first to extend an olive branch, and it doesn’t seem like it’s going to be him.”
“Well, it’s not going to be me, either.”
Yrene gave her a warm smile. “Did you think maybe that you two spar because you’re so similar? Obviously, I only know what you’ve told me, but maybe Rowan needs you to be the first to reach out.”
“Unhelpful session, doc,” Aelin laughed as she stood, the timer beside Yrene beeping softly.
“It’s going to be a stressful week for you, I understand,” Yrene said. “But, you can do it.”
Aelin walked all the way down to her car with Yrene’s affirmations ringing in her head. Should she reach out? Say something kind? It would maybe make this week better. Or maybe not, she sighed.
As Aelin reached for the car door handle, it didn’t open. She dug through her purse only to quickly see her key wasn’t there. She realized she’d left her car key on the arm of Yrene’s couch. She’d been in such an infuriated rush when she got there she must have forgotten to put it back into her purse. Yet another thing Rowan Whitethorn was to blame for.
She stalked back upstairs to the second floor, and saw that the light on Yrene’s door was on, meaning she was already in another session. Damnit. Aelin couldn’t wait around for another forty five minutes while Yrene’s eight o’clock appointment received their therapy.
Tentatively, Aelin knocked on the door. The chatter stopped from inside the office as Yrene opened the door a crack.
“Hi!” Yrene said, her voice high with surprise.
“Sorry to interrupt,” Aelin began, “But I left my car key on your couch.”
“Am I hallucinating?” a voice called from within the office. Aelin would recognize tthat voice anywhere.
“No fucking way…” she mumbled as she pushed the door open wider.
There, on her spot on her favorite couch in the room, sat Rowan.
“Did I conjure you? Said your name three times, and you appear like Bloody Fucking Mary,” he scoffed. “Date went badly?”
“I forgot my key,” Aelin said, crossing her arms defensively over her chest. All those times Aelin had complained about Rowan, and here Rowan was probably doing the exact same thing. Aelin couldn’t bear it.
Rowan’s eyes widened as he realized where Aelin had been. He reached over and grabbed her car key and walked it to her, handing it over.
“You know,” Yrene said softly. “You two are the only clients who sit in that spot.”
“Great,” Rowan sighed. “I’m going to need a new therapist,” verbalizing the thoughts that Aelin had just had.
“No!” Yrene called out as Rowan grabbed his jacket off the couch. “Rowan, don’t…”
“At least I get to keep something this week,” Aelin smirked, putting her key back into her purse. At her smug smile, Rowan growled and stalked back to the couch, plopping down on the opposite side. He flicked Aelin off, and Yrene gave her a soft smile.
“See you next week, Aelin,” she said, closing the door in her face.
No fucking way, thought Aelin. Never again would she be seeing the same therapist as Rowan fucking Whitethorn.
~*~
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An idea for lovers of black culture, erotica and cartoons
Before we get into this idea, who else is excited for the proud family reboot ? Proud family was one of my favorite cartoons and it also is a portion of what encouraged me to post this idea, along with it being black history month.
My idea is a a story/ comic telling the erotic sexual adventures of the black folks that lives in one city . That city is called SOUL CITY.
Soul city is the name of the both the city and the story, to describe the city, let's take snippets of Chicago, Atlanta, Hollywood, new York city , Miami, and las Vegas and put them into one ultimate city , that city is soul city . This city is a paradise , despite having a large population of wealthy and successful people, there is no corruption, the jobs are high paying and the prices are always fair ( hey , the fantasy doesn't have to be limited to sex) . It's very technology advanced , similar to fictional cities like wakanda, capsule corps city and san fransokyo .
The plot is is different stories going in in one city , mostly revolving around the characters and how they mix with each other. One big part of the plot depends one the occupations, when it comes to occupations I want to avoid strip clubs and brothels , I always felt it was so contradicting and redundant to include jobs tied to sexual entertainment in a fictional story where all the girls are beautiful and slutty . Now there might be a few certain exceptions but strip clubs and brothels are pretty much non existent in this story. But the other jobs equal all kinds of interesting storylines. Here are occupations I thought of for soul city : fashion, store workers , musical industry , scientists, chefs , office workers , assistants, barber's, sport players , construction workers, repair crew, firefighters, doctors, cops , lawyers , judges , journalism , and superheroes ( yes , superheroes, it's a fictional story, use your imagination guys)
The characters are where things get interesting. This story technically falls into a crossover category, featuring black characters from different animated shows and movies , whether it be from Disney, marvel ,DC , warner bros , ect. And if you guys are fanartists or into fan art, we can also include OCs ( original characters ) in this story, but it doemst have to stop there
What you see here are real sexy black celebrities from the 1990s to the late 2000s. My idea is to make cartoon versions of them and put them in the soul city comic. That's a fun concept in of itself , to combine celebrities from different eras . Now I should address how some of the women in these pics don't exactly fall into a " natural beauty " type , well to be fair those kind of women who got their sexiness form plastic surgery would translate much better in cartoon form. To put into summary one portion of celebrities are the professional actors and actresses that do some modeling , the ones you often see on B.E.T. The other portion are rappers, singers and reality show stars who model themselves after folks like meek mill and Nicki Minaj . So like those characters you be seeing in shows like " love and hip" hop " or " real housewives ". Now in case you don't know , this concept of making cartoon version of celebrities and having them interact with actual cartoon characters has been done before let me give you some examples .
From left to right is fan art of singer Nicki Minaj, sitcom " the fresh Prince of bel air " , film " Friday " , and the sitcom " Martin " this really helps explains this part of my vision, taking real celebrities and making cartoon versions of them having erotic fun with each other. It also strengthens my statement about mixing celebrities and characters from different eras . Now some of you might say this is kind of creepy, well these celebrities do modeling and are well aware of how thirsty their fans out are, and they have much bigger fish to fry then a cartoonist making porn of their images . And I know for a fact that a lot of these celebrities honestly wouldn't even care about cartoon porn being made of them . If you are still uncomfortable , I got another suggestion , have the artist draw the celebrity and pass them as your OC , so that pic of Nicki Minaj could easily be a slutty fashion designer OC who just happens to look like a cartoon version of Nicki Minaj. Now to the art style , you might notice how most of the fan art has a proud family kind of art style , now using the proud family art style as inspiration isn't a bad thing , but just remember that the art style doesnt have to be limited to the proud family , the pic of Nicki Minaj ( or slutty fashion designer OC) was drawn taking inspiration from the art style of Bruce timm ( the artist of the DCAU) . Also the fan art of fresh Prince of bel air, Friday and Martin were drawn by nurri durr and the pic of Nicki Minaj was drawn by Terry Alex a.k.a T-rad. Going back to the proud family , it had episodes where real celebrities would guest star and meet the characters , two examples being Alicia keys and Mariah Carey ( both were very sexualized in their designs to). In fact , Oscar and Trudy proud's designs were based in the look of Martin and Gina from the sitcom " martin". There were also celebrities in the animted series static shock. That series was about a black teen superhero who used his powers to protect his city from superpowered thugs , it had a few celebs like Shaq and Romeo. So this one concept has limitless possibilities . We can have Trudy proud have a hot sex scene with actress nia long and rapper Megan the stallion for example .
This picture of a sexy black couple making love is a beautiful example of my vision and a damn good reason why this idea should be a comic . I tried to find the artist but they have gone off the grid, but they left behind a really good and sexy picture . The pic isn't even raunchy and yet it gets me so excited. Now my vision of soul city is a light hearted comedy parody type , the only thing that be drawn seriously is the sex scenes , and I wouldn't want it any other way . Even if I was able to commission any of this ( which I'm not unfortunately) I'm not even sure how this could be made into a comic , but the designs for the city alone could be a very fun group project. Maybe there will at least be a soul city fanfiction with a few visual aids . Honestly this idea is not limited to a porn parody story , I can totally visualize a sfw version of soul city or a full mature and compelling story of soul city .
This pic is my prime example of my vision, taking already canon cartoon black characters and mixing them with OCs and or celebrities . They may not be from the same media and are not in the same art style but that is part of the charm , regardless of their different designs they are all sexy black folk living in one city ....SOUL CITY.
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Fools Rush In... XI
characters — yoongi x reader (ft. members of bts and other original characters)
summary — min yoongi, music executive and perpetual bachelor, marries a las vegas stripper he’s only known for six months. chaos ensues.
inspiration — fools rush in (1997 rom-com starring salma hayek and matthew perry)
information — a drabble series loosely based on the 1997 movie fools rush in. drabbles not posted in any linear order and written as a creative writing outlet.
warnings — mentions of sex work; age-difference; light sugar daddy themes; smut; light angst (specifically in parts V & VI).
I - II - III - IV - V - VI - VII - VIII - IX - X - XI
XI — godzilla
Yoongi fucked up.
Or at least that’s what he thinks as you gracefully swing your legs up and around the silver pole you were hanging off of, ending up in an upside down split that is as technically impressive as it is sexually pleasing. The move is met with a chorus of cheers, but they include far more feminine voices than he’s used to. The last time he saw you pull that stunt, a sea of men drowned the stage beneath you in 20s. He saw a few hundreds float down as well—it was a good night for you.
He finds himself grateful that you switched to the shorts at the last minute. You’d be flashing the entire club if you had worn the skirt that technically went with that top, though Yoongi doesn’t think you would mind much. It was obvious to him that, in that moment, you were in your element. He, on the other hand, was not. Yoongi never really did like clubs. He aged out of the clubbing demographic long ago, when all of his friends started to get married and grey hair became a bit harder to hide. In his younger days he only went to perform and scope out competition; these days he only found himself in clubs to scout new talent. Otherwise, he’d been in his office or at home.
But you were different. You were thriving in this environment, looking right at home among the sea of young faces wearing the latest street wear and doing the newest dances. He couldn’t take his eyes off you, somewhat shocked at how young you looked. With all of the sadness and unnecessary drama that had been plaguing the relationship for the last few months, Yoongi had forgotten just how much younger than him you were. The difference was obvious now, though, as you come down from the pole covered in sweat from the bright club lights and continuous dancing. You were very much in your prime. He frowns at the thought—you were too young to be a married woman.
“Dance with me!” It’s the first thing you have said to him in 30 minutes, too caught up in the fun and excitement of finally being surrounded by people you have more in common with than class to really engage with Yoongi. He doesn’t mind, of course. He is more than content to sit back and watch you.
“I don’t dance.”
“You do dance with me! Now come on,” You argue, grabbing his hand in an attempt to pull him. It backfires, with Yoongi pulling you into his lap instead. “Aww.”
“Aren’t you tired?” He whispers into your ear. “You’ve been at it all night.”
You shake your head at him. The song has finally changed from the harsh rhythms of a man continuously referring to himself as a Club Godzilla into something much more sensual. “Are you tired?”
“I’m always tired. I’m a cranky old man.”
“Do you want to go home now?” It’s a trick question. Yoongi has wanted to go home since stepping foot inside the club and you knew it. He had spent the whole night sitting a table far too expensive for just two people to occupy. He was only staying for you.
“I already told you, we’ll leave when you’re ready to go. I’m fine right here.”
You hum idly, swaying back and forth in Yoongi’s lap as if you are fully digesting his words, though you could just be digesting the alcohol, having downed a strange blue concoction you called an ‘adios’ fairly quickly. “Come dance with me please.” Yoongi opens his mouth to argue, but you put a finger to his lips to silence him, an act so full of innocence that he finds himself letting out a chuckle of disbelief. “Just to one song and then you can sit back down like the tired old man you are.”
“Alright. One.”
He ends up dancing to four songs with you, feeling so out of breath by the end that it takes him the full length of another song and a whole bottle of water for him to fully calm down. But when he sees how big of a smile is on your face as you drunkenly squeal to a random woman standing near that, “he is such a good husband,” he suddenly doesn’t feel tired at all.
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i took this test for ria and i’m actually losing it over how accurate it is
her top result was santana lopez at 90% and some others that i felt were also peak ria were: mazikeen, barbara keen, louise belcher, azula, veronica lodge, CHARLOTTE HALE, malory archer, and eleanor shellstrop ,,,, i think i also saw sue sylvester so im screaming LMAO the top 100 ish are under the cut
Santana Lopez (Glee): 90%
Beth Dutton (Yellowstone): 88%
Faye Valentine (Cowboy Bebop): 87%
Alex Vause (Orange is the New Black): 87%
Prudence Night (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina): 87%
Mazikeen (Lucifer): 87%
Barbara Kean (Gotham): 87%
Cheryl Blossom (Riverdale): 86%
Scarlett O'Hara (Gone With the Wind): 86%
Wichita (Zombieland): 86%
Kim Ki-jung (Parasite): 86%
Ramona Vega (Hustlers): 86%
Jessie (Pokémon): 86%
Petra Solano (Jane the Virgin): 86%
Cersei Lannister (Game of Thrones): 85%
Maeby Funke (Arrested Development): 85%
Villanelle (Killing Eve): 85%
Amy Elliott Dunne (Gone Girl): 85%
Tokio (Money Heist): 85%
Selina Kyle (Gotham): 85%
Freddie Lounds (Hannibal): 84%
Mystique (X-Men): 84%
Louise Belcher (Bob's Burgers): 84%
Gemma Teller Morrow (Sons of Anarchy): 84%
Erica Sinclair (Stranger Things): 84%
Azula (Avatar: The Last Airbender): 83%
The Joker (The Dark Knight): 83%
Regina George (Mean Girls): 83%
Veronica Lodge (Riverdale): 83%
Shiv Roy (Succession): 83%
Ursula (The Little Mermaid): 83%
Regina Mills (Once Upon a Time): 83%
Zelena (Once Upon a Time): 83%
Tyler Durden (Fight Club): 82%
Maeve Millay (Westworld): 82%
Charlotte Hale (Westworld): 82%
Number Six (Battlestar Galactica): 82%
Don Draper (Mad Men): 82%
Audrey Horne (Twin Peaks): 82%
Catherine Martell (Twin Peaks): 82%
Evelyn Harper (Two and Half Men): 82%
Wendy Byrde (Ozark): 82%
Sue Sylvester (Glee): 82%
Annalise Keating (How To Get Away With Murder): 82%
Blair Waldorf (Gossip Girl): 82%
Lily (Black Swan): 82%
Thomas Leroy (Black Swan): 82%
Wyldstyle (The Lego Movie): 82%
Jennifer Check (Jennifer's Body): 82%
Stormfront (The Boys): 82%
Samantha Jones (Sex and the City): 81%
Tyra Collette (Friday Night Lights): 81%
Edie Britt (Desperate Housewives): 81%
Chuck Bass (Gossip Girl): 81%
Selina Meyer (Veep): 81%
Frank Costello (The Departed): 81%
Robin Scherbatsky (How I Met Your Mother): 81%
Rhett Butler (Gone With the Wind): 81%
Miranda Priestly (The Devil Wears Prada): 81%
Berlin (Money Heist): 81%
Lady Macbeth (Macbeth): 81%
Jan Levinson (The Office): 80%
Kate Austen (LOST): 80%
Quark (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine): 80%
Elim Garak (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine): 80%
Loki (Marvel Cinematic Universe): 80%
Lady Mary Crawley (Downton Abbey): 80%
Dolores Abernathy (Westworld): 80%
Joan Holloway (Mad Men): 80%
Jordan Baker (The Great Gatsby): 80%
Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn Nine-Nine): 80%
Mia Wallace (Pulp Fiction): 80%
Gabrielle Solis (Desperate Housewives): 80%
Mary Wardwell (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina): 80%
Damon Salvatore (The Vampire Diaries): 80%
Kalinda Sharma (The Good Wife): 80%
Malory Archer (Archer): 80%
Ari Gold (Entourage): 80%
Beth Harmon (The Queen's Gambit): 80%
Summer Finn ((500) Days of Summer): 80%
Aunt Polly (Peaky Blinders): 80%
Olenna Tyrell (Game of Thrones): 79%
Robert California (The Office): 79%
Thomas Barrow (Downton Abbey): 79%
April Ludgate (Parks and Recreation): 79%
Mal Cobb (Inception): 79%
the Alien (Alien): 79%
Elaine Benes (Seinfeld): 79%
Lucille Bluth (Arrested Development): 79%
Eleanor Shellstrop (The Good Place): 79%
Octavia Blake (The 100): 79%
Alexander Hamilton (Hamilton): 79%
Ivar Ragnarsson (Vikings): 79%
The Queen (Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs): 79%
Dennis Reynolds (It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia): 79%
Harvey Specter (Suits): 79%
Fleabag (Fleabag): 79%
Carol 'Mom' Miller (Futurama): 79%
Daenerys Targaryen (Game of Thrones): 78%
Margaery Tyrell (Game of Thrones): 78%
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1. I own a ferret. 2. My best friend is my boyfriend 3. My best friend is a girl 4. I use the word super way too much 5. I am a boy 6. I like My Chemical Romance 7. I own more than 100 CDs 8. I like discussing politics 9. I collect state quarters 10. The Legend of Zelda is my favorite video game. 11. I have Cingular 12. I love MAC makeup 13. I smoke too much 14. I own more than 5 bandanas 15. My favorite movie is Kill Bill 16. I watched Lamb Chop when I was young 17. I have my ears gauged 18. I can do HTML without guidance 19. I watch Spongebob Squarepants regularly. 20. I go to the movies at least once a week 21. I play guitar or bass 22. I love Elvis 23. I’ve had a mo/bi/trihawk before 24. I have met my favorite band 25. I like to hardcore dance 26. Something’s outside my window 27. I believe in ghosts 28. I do drugs regularly 29. I am straightedge 30. My favorite feature about myself is my lips 31. I have never consumed alcohol 32. I want a tattoo. 33. My favorite actor is Will Ferrell. 34. I have seen Conan O'Brien live. 35. I hate MTV 36. I used to watch Cheaters every week 37. I have my own vaccuum 38. Frank Sinatra is awesome 39. I sleep with a stuffed animal 40. I am scared of werewolves 41. I watch hockey regularly 42. I am originally from New York 43. I own an iPod 44. Some people aren’t funny. 45. I hate school. 46. My favorite vegetable is lettuce. 47. Tickle fights are fun. 48. I am currently unemployed. 49. I have my license 50. I hate spelling mistakes 51. I love Spanish class 52. I live in a big city 53. I have been to the Grand Canyon 54. I listen to music to fall asleep 55. I watch TV to fall asleep 56. I only get a few hours of sleep each night 57. I’m relatively innocent. 58. I am a size 3 or smaller 59. I’m bored. 60. Purple is my favorite color. 61. I hate flossing 62. I have a car. 63. I believe in God 64. I’m in love. 65. I used to love Unwritten Law. 66. Reno 911 is my favorite show. 67. There is a mini stapler on my computer desk. 68. Cuddling’s my favorite. 69. For sure. 70. I have a flip phone 71. I love my handwriting 72. I own a Louis Vuitton handbag 73. I want to be an astronaut. 74. I love the song Dragostea Din Tei 75. 50 Cent is not talented 76. I like scanners better than digital cameras. 77. I own at least one Punk-O-Rama CD 78. My room is sound proof. 79. I’m 5'5 or less 80. Lying pisses me off 81. I backstab people. 82. I have been in a fist fight. 83. I have PaintShop Pro. 84. It’s almost midnight 85. My nightlight is cracked 86. I only listen to Dashboard Confessional when I’m sad 87. And I feel like a pansy when I do so 88. I hate metal 89. I’m in a band. 90. Napoleon Dynamite is annoying now. 91. I love hickeys 92. I want to lose weight 93. My favorite channel is the Food Network. 94. I don’t have a CD burner. 95. Pixar is stupid except for the Incredibles 96. I own an apartment/house 97. I am engaged. 98. My computer’s a Gateway. 99. I hate driving. 100. I like watching boys sleep. =========================== 01. I miss someone right now 02. I don’t watch much TV these days 03. I love olives 04. I love sleeping 05. I own lots of books 06. I wear glasses or contact lenses 07. I love to play video games 08. I’ve tried marijuana 09. I’ve watched porn movies 10. I have been in a threesome 11. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship 12. I believe honesty is usually the best policy 13. I have acne free skin usually 14. I like and respect Al Sharpton 15. I curse frequently 16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year 17. I have a hobby 18. I’ve been told I can suck the chromes off a trailer hitch. 19. I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me 20. I’m smart 21. I’ve never broken someone’s bones 22. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal 23. I hate the rain 24. I’m paranoid at times 25. I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scars. 26. I need money right now! 27. I love Sushi 28. I talk really, really fast sometimes 29. I have fresh breath in the morning 30. I have semi-long hair 31. I have lost money in Las Vegas 32. I have at least one brother and/or one sister 33. I was born in a country outside of the U.S. 34. I shave my legs 35. I have a twin 36. I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past 37. I couldn’t survive without Caller I.D. 38. I like the way that I look sometimes 39. I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months 40. I know how to do cornrows 41. I am usually pessimistic 42. I have a lot of mood swings 43. I think prostitution should be legalized 44. I think Britney Spears is hot 45. I have cheated on a significant other in the past 46. I have a hidden talent 47. I’m always hyper no matter how much sugar I have. 48. I think that I’m popular 49. I am currently single 50. I have kissed someone of the same sex 51. I enjoy talking on the phone 52. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants 53. I love to shop. 54. I would rather shop than eat 55. I would classify myself as ghetto. 56. I’m bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders 57. I’m obsessed with my Livejournal 58. I don’t hate anyone. 59. I’m a pretty good dancer 60. I don’t think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington 61. I’m completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother 62. I have a cell phone 63. I believe in God/ a higher being. 64. I watch MTV/Vh1 on a daily basis 65. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months 66. I love drama. 67. I have never been in a real romantic relationship before 68. I’ve rejected someone before 69. I currently have a crush on someone 70. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life 71. I want to have children in the future 72. I have changed a diaper before 73. I’ve called the cops on a friend before 74. I bite my nails 75. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club 76. I’m not allergic to anything 77. I have a lot to learn 78. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger 79. I plan on seeing Ice Cube’s newest “Friday” movie 80. I am sometimes shy around the opposite sex 81. I’m online 24/7, even as an away message 82. I have at least 5 away messages saved 83. I have tried alcohol or drugs before 84. I have made a move on a friend’s significant other in the past 85. I own the “South Park” movie 86. I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or Livejournal 87. When I was a kid I played “the birds and the bees” with a neighbor or chum 88. I enjoy some country music 90. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza 91. I watch soap operas whenever I can 92. I’m obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist 93. I have used my sexuality to advance my career 94. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all 95. I know all the words to Slick Rick’s “Children’s Story” 96. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy 97. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it 98. I have dated a close friend’s ex 99. I’m happy as of this moment 100. I was born in the 80s but I am truly a child of the 90s 101. I have slapped john dasaro and chris burke in the face..on the same night 102. I haven’t showered in two days… and I like it. 103. i own every f***er here 104. I procrastinate all the time 105. I’m a nerd 106. I LOVE the movie The Wedding Singer. 107. i hate corn. 108. i’ve attended the rocky horror picture show 109. i’ve never seen Bambi the movie 110. Thinking about the future terrifies me 111. Without music there would be no point in living. 112. If I could change one thing about myself I would 113. If someone of the same sex liked me, I would date them. 114. I went to the mall today for 5 hours ================================ Would do Have Done
001. Bought everyone in the pub a drink 002. Swam with wild dolphins 003. Climbed a mountain *004. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive 005. Been inside the Great Pyramid 006. Held a tarantula. *007. Taken a candlelit bath with someone 008. Said ‘I love you’ and meant it. 009. Hugged a tree *010. Done a striptease 011. Bungee jumped *012. Visited Paris 013. Watched a lightning storm at sea *014. Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise several times *015. Seen the Northern Lights 016. Gone to a huge sports game 017. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa *018. Grown and eaten your own vegetables *019. Touched an iceberg *020. Slept under the stars 021. Changed a baby’s diaper 022. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon *023. Watched a meteor shower *024. Gotten drunk on champagne *025. Given more than you can afford to charity 026. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope 027. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment 028. Had a food fight 029. Bet on a winning horse 030. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill 031. Asked out a stranger 032. Had a snowball fight 033. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier 034. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can 035. Held a lamb 036. Organized and planned a surprise party for a loved one *037. Taken a midnight skinny dip 038. Taken an ice cold bath 039. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar 040. Seen a total eclipse 041. Ridden a roller coaster 042. Hit a home run 043. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days 044. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking *045. Adopted an accent for an entire day 046. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors 047. Actually felt happy about your life, even for just a moment *048. Had two hard drives for your computer *049. Visited all 50 states 050. Loved your job for all accounts *051. Taken care of someone who was really sick *052. Had enough money to be truly satisfied 053. Had amazing friends 054. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country *055. Watched wild whales 056. Stolen a sign 057. Backpacked in Europe *058. Taken a road-trip 059. Rock climbing 060. Lied to foreign government’s official in that country to avoid notice *061. Midnight walk on the beach 062. Sky diving *063. Visited Ireland 064. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love 065. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them *066. Visited Japan 067. Bench pressed your own weight 068. Milked a cow 069. Alphabetized your records 070. Pretended to be a superhero 071. Sung karaoke 072. Lounged around in bed all day 073. Protested something you feel strongly against 074. Scuba diving *075. Got it on to “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye 076. Kissed in the rain 077. Played in the mud 078. Played in the rain *079. Gone to a drive-in theater 080. Done something you should regret, but don’t regret *081. Visited the Great Wall of China 082. Discovered that someone who’s not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog 083. Dropped Windows in favor of something better 084. Started a business 085. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken 086. Toured ancient sites 087. Taken a martial arts class 088. Swordfought for the honor of a woman 089. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight *090. Gotten married 091. Been in a movie 092. Crashed a party 093. Loved someone you shouldn’t have *094. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy 095. Gotten divorced 096. Started an office war 097. Gone without food for 5 days 098. Made cookies from scratch 099. Won first prize in a costume contest 100. Ridden a gondola in Venice 101. Gotten a tattoo 102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on 103. Rafted the Snake River 104. Been on television news programs as an “expert" 105. Got flowers for no reason 106. Made out in a public place 107. Got so drunk you don’t remember anything 108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug 109. Performed on stage 110. Been to Las Vegas 111. Recorded music 112. Eaten shark *113. Drank an entire 6 pack by yourself *114. Gone to Thailand 115. Seen Siouxsie *116. Bought a house 117. Been in a combat zone 118. Buried one/both of your parents 119. Shaved all of your hair off *120. Been on a cruise ship 121. Spoken more than one language fluently 122. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone 123. Bounced a check 124. Performed in theatre 125. Read - and understood - your credit report *126. Raised children 127. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy *128. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour *129. Created and named your own constellation of stars 130. Taken a bicycle tour in a foreign country 131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did 132. Called or written your Congress person 133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over 135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge 136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking 137. Had an abortion 138. Had plastic surgery 139. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived 140. Wrote articles for a large publication 141. Lost over 100 pounds 142. Held someone while they were having a flashback 143. Piloted an airplane 144. Petted a stingray 145. Broken someone’s heart 146. Helped an animal give birth 147. Been fired or laid off from a job 148. Won money on a TV game show 149. Broken a bone 150. Killed a human being *151. Gone on an African photo safari 152. Ridden a motorcycle 153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100mph 154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced 155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol 156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild 157. Ridden a horse 158. Had major surgery 159. Ridden on a passenger train 160. Had a snake as a pet 161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon 162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing 163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours 164. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states *165. Visited all 7 continents 166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days 167. Eaten kangaroo meat 168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground 169. Been a sperm or egg donor 170. Eaten sushi 171. Had your picture in the newspaper 172. Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime *173. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about 174. Gotten someone fired for their actions 175. Gone back to school 176. Parasailed 177. Changed your name 178. Petted a cockroach 179. Eaten fried green tomatoes 180. Read The Iliad 181. Selected one "important” author who you missed in school, and read 182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed them 183. …and gotten 86'ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you 184. Taught yourself an art from scratch 185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating 186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt *187. Skipped all your school reunions 188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language 189. Been elected to public office 190. Written your own computer language 191. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream 192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care 193. Built your own PC from parts 194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you 195. Had a booth at a street fair 196: Dyed your hair blue 197: Been a DJ 198: Found out someone was going to dump you via LiveJournal 199: Written your own role playing game 200: Been arrested ====================== 1. I have self-mutilated before. 2. I still love the song Dragostea Din Tei 3. I used to like New Kids on the Block 4. The 80s was funny. 5. I have realtones enabled on my cellular phone. 6. Public bathrooms scare me 7. I have keys on my belt 8. I’m not wearing a belt 9. I hate writing 10. I hate reading 1. I love compilation CDs 12. My favorite teachers have all been guys 13. I think Bad Religion’s only been around for ten or so years 14. I don’t know who Bad Religion is. 15. I don’t wear my hood unless it’s raining 16. I enjoy smaller clubs rather than big ones 17. I’ve put a song on repeat for more than 8 hours 18. I have sound on my computer 19. Someone wants my hiney. 20. My mom loves Elvis 21. I have my own computer 22. I live on the east coast 23. My favorite animal is a kangaroo 24. I’m on vacation 25. I don’t own a pair of ripped jeans 26. I am very insecure somewhat 27. I love to dance 28. I curse way too much. 29. I choose the pansy way and star out my curse words (f*ck) 30. I feel dumb because I was just called a pansy 31. I have a flatscreen computer 32. I collect something. 33. I’m married 34. I won’t date someone who’s smaller than me smaller, as in also shorter? 35. Brass knuckles are the shit. 36. I own a hand puppet 37. I write with blue pens 38. I wear eye makeup almost every day 39. I wish I lived somewhere other than here 40. I don’t own a band shirt. Not yet anyway.. 41. I love techno. 42. I have my nipples pierced 43. I’m shitty at wrapping presents 44. I know someone in the KKK 45. I’m racist/anti-semitist. 46. I don’t know what those mean. 47. I love life most of the time 48. I have posters all over my room 49. I’ve never been a camera whore with someone.. And I want to. 50. I’m halfway done 51. I wish I lived in the 80s 52. I know what the term borgie means 53. I’m interested in social hierarchy. 54. I love music videos. 55. I have a DVD player 56. I’m drunk right now 57. I’m listening to music 58. I have a big screen TV 59. I have an STD 60. I know the singer of the Clash’s name 61. The only IM program I have is AIM 62. I skateboard regularly 63. I live on the north side of town 64. I have been to Alaska 65. I’ve worn a cowboy hat 66. I watch late night infomercials for retarded, unnecessary things 67. I LOVE DOING THE DEATH GROWL TO MY FAVORITE METAL SONGS. 68. That last question was dumb. 69. I know what the word “peligroso” means in English 70. I speak another language fluently 71. I’ve been in a limo 72. I own a bong 73. My lungs hurt 74. I know someone who’s committed suicide 75. I’ve got a six pack and I don’t need you! 76. I know what band sung the above line 77. I like strong boys. 78. I’m sick right now 79. I know someone who’s currently enlisted in the army 80. I do not own a color phone 81. My birthday is in September 82. I hate mall cops 83. I hate most cops in general 84. I’m wearing blush 85. I live in an apartment 86. I’m still in high school. 87. I own something from Victoria’s Secret 88. I don’t know a boy that wears girls pants 89. I’ve had the same best friend since I was 8. 90. Brownies are my favorite 91. So is cake 92. I’ve heard the song “Looks Good in Leather” 93. I own some sort of propaganda, fake or real 94. I deny the Holocaust happened 95. Kisses are my favorite sign of affection 96. I need to charge my phone 97. My purse could pass for a suitcase 98. I take birth control 99. I only buy what’s fashionable
1. I love bolding 2. I know someone named Mimi 3. I hate my old best friend 4. My favorite alcoholic drink is Jack n Coke 5. I have a digital camera 6. I’m talking to at least one person online 7. I like watching college basketball 8. I have never moved. 9. I have at least one cat 10. I have at least one dog 11. I’m going to see a movie tonight maybe 12. I make my own AIM icons 13. I’m in pain 14. I watch more than five shows a day 15. I love the Cure 16. My parents like some of the same music I do 17. I have never been to the dentist 18. I listen to the radio 19. I do my own laundry 20. I’ve made at least one article of clothing 21. I have/want something on my face pierced 22. I go to at least one concert a week 23. I’ve written a story 24. I’ve dyed my hair every color of the rainbow 25. I own a Grand Theft Auto game 26. My favorite pattern is camoflauge 27. I know someone who does/did cocaine 28. I have too many game systems 29. I love scary movies 30. I hate scary movies 31. I’ve had sex more than 5 times 32. My favorite chips are Lays Original 33. I think butter is unhealthy 34. I hate the Osbournes 35. I used to have dreadlocks 36. I need to take medicine for something 37. I suffer from insomnia 38. I speak ebonics 39. I’ve gambled 40. And won 41. I have at least one gay friend 42. I like going to pet stores 43. I own a dog toy 44. And I don’t have a dog 45. I own more than ten candles 46. I’ve smoked a cigarette in the shower before 47. I’ve flunked a class 48. I listen to music every day 49. I have more than one nickname 50. I wear pajamas when I feel like it 51. I’m wearing more than one jewelry item 52. I haven’t washed my hair in a week 53. I watch the Grammy’s every year 54. Along with the Macy’s Parade 55. My favorite season is winter 56. I have seen the All American Rejects live 57. And I’ve enjoyed it. 58. Boobs are nothing special 59. I go swimming at least once a week in summer. 60. I have a pool. 61. I’ve gone skinnydipping 62. I’ve played strip poker 63. And lost 64. I want a nautical star tattoo 65. My cell phone turns off when it’s charging 66. And it pisses me off 67. I used to buy my entire wardrobe from Hot Topic 68. I’ve been to albinoblacksheep.com 69. My favorite subject is History 70. And/or math 71. I am a republican 72. I am a democrat 73. I listen to the Used occasionally 74. I have been to the Warped Tour 75. I am part Mexican 76. I am part German 77. All of my grandparents are still alive. 79. I love bowling 80. I know that there is a South Park, Colorado 81. I love Dairy Queen 82. Sometimes I think I’m crazy 83. I own a Moffatts CD 84. I own a Backstreet Boys CD 85. I want plastic surgery 86. Operation, operation, snip and tie, snip and tie 87. I know what song that line is from 88. I have killed something [bugs!] 89. I’ve never had a Nokia cell phone 90. I’m never sarcastic 91. Light eyes turn me on 92. I have never been to a foreign country 93. I don’t eat enough 94. I own illegal weaponry 95. I know someone who has overdosed on something 96. And lived to tell about it 97. I don’t own a pair of mittens 98. I love the heat 99. I’ve never had a steady boyfriend/gf 100. I want to makeout.
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