#always a bit of Peter Murphy in there

[writing-for-life]

Dream—Vince Locke

[kinkyniragi]

Until the debt is paid – Chapter 5: Preparation

Pairing: Thomas Shelby x Reader

Genre: Smut 18+

Word count: 1,4k

Summary: As payment for your father’s debt, you’ve been handed over to Thomas Shelby—a ruthless criminal with a reputation as dangerous as his smirk. At last, you are freed from your prison—but what Tommy's shady henchman Peter has in store for you is hardly any better...

CN: Power play, degradation, humiliation. Please note that this is all just fantasy. Things that happen in my stories should always be consensual. Take care.

Author’s note: After writing a lot of smut for Niragi from Alice in Borderland, I’m now diving into the world of Cillian Murphy. Feel free to leave comments and share my story if you enjoy it—I truly appreciate every bit of motivation to keep writing. Also, I’m not a native speaker, so if you spot any creative grammar choices…call them artistic liberties, ok?

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Masterlist

<<Chapter 4

Not long after your encounter, you hear Tommy leaving the property—this time on horseback. The rhythmic clatter of hooves fades into the distance, faster than a leisurely ride. You guess that he’d must be in a hurry and you wish you knew why. The land must be vast; apart from the geese, you’ve heard no other animals. No sign of horses nearby. If there are any, they must be stabled further away or grazing somewhere out of sight.

The barn door groans open, and you tense instinctively.

As announced, it is Peter. He has a whistle on his lips as he approaches you, a tune far too cheerful and lighthearted for the occasion. Peter grins from ear to ear as he grabs your wrist. His fingers are damp, clammy, lingering just a little too long. With one hand, he fumbles a small key from his pocket. A soft click, and the cuff around your wrist springs open. The relief is fleeting—it doesn’t mean freedom.

“Alright, love. I have a job to do. Time to get you inside.” There’s something off about the way he speaks—too easy, too deliberate, like he enjoys making you uncomfortable. He tilts his head toward the house, waiting for you to follow.

You hesitate for just a second. But the gnawing hunger in your stomach and the stiffness in your limbs from a night spent on the barn floor win out. Tommy is gone—off on whatever business a man like him conducts—and you’re left in Peter’s company. That alone is enough to set your nerves on edge.

Inside, the house is warmer than you expected. The air is thick with the scent of woodsmoke, the floor uneven beneath your feet. The old wooden planks creak softly, scuffed and darkened with age. Sunlight filters through the dusty glass panes, softened by the curtains that veil the windows—allowing glimpses of the outside while shielding the inside from prying eyes.

The table in the center of the room is rough and worn, its surface marred by old knife marks and dark stains. One leg is slightly shorter than the others, making it tilt just enough to be noticeable. But what’s laid out on top is an unexpected contrast to the room’s shabby state—almost indulgent. A thick cut of roasted meat, steaming potatoes, slices of dense dark bread, and wedges of sharp-smelling cheese. A silver pitcher sits beside a filled glass, the deep red liquid inside unmistakable.

The excess is kind of grotesque, as if someone has gone to great lengths to construct an illusion of refinement in a house that breathes something else entirely.

Peter gestures toward the table. “Go on then. He don’t want you starving, eh?”

The way he says it makes your skin crawl. He—not Tommy by name, just the weight of his authority. As if Peter is merely the hand that enforces his will.

The way Peter watches you, the way he enjoys your discomfort—this isn’t an accident. Tommy either picks men who already think like him or molds them until they do. Maybe that’s what he likes best: breaking them into his way of seeing things until they don’t know any other way. And it’s not just them. The women, too. He doesn’t just take them—he reshapes them. Softens their edges. Trains them to flinch less, to fight less, to obey. Maybe that’s what this whole charade is about. A process. To fulfill his darkest desires.

And maybe this was never really about the debt. Maybe it was only ever an excuse. For all you know, your father never owed him a thing. Or maybe he did, but that was never the point. Tommy takes what he wants, and he makes sure no one questions why.

You take a cautious seat, your fingers hovering over the silverware. The hunger is overwhelming, but so is the awareness of Peter watching you. You can feel his eyes dragging over you, lingering too long, sizing you up in a way that makes your stomach twist for reasons unrelated to hunger.

“Can’t have you lookin’ like that,” Peter says, tipping his chin toward the hall. “Already got your bath ready.”

You shake your head in disbelief and mistrust. You long for warmth, for the feeling of being clean again. But this… this doesn’t sound like it’s meant for your comfort.

“What’s a little bath, eh? Won’t be the worst thing happenin’ to you today, I guess.”

You hate these sly, suggestive remarks—the way they add up to something unmistakable. Something that tells you, without a doubt, that you should be afraid. Tommy has trained Peter well in that, too.

The bath is in a side room, a large metal tub standing in the center, steam curling from its surface. The water has been hauled in bucket by bucket, heated over the coal stove, the effort evident in the damp patches on Peter’s sleeves. He leans against the doorway, arms crossed, making no move to leave.

You swallow hard. “I’d rather—”

“Ah,” Peter cuts in, shaking his head. “Orders are orders. Can’t let you out of my sight.”

Your fingers curl around the edges of your sleeves. Tommy’s orders. The excuse is as flimsy as it is convenient. You know Peter is enjoying this. The way his gaze lingers, the way he smirks when you hesitate—it’s a game to him.

“Come on then, love,” he drawls. “No need to be shy. You’ll be used to it soon enough.”

You don’t need it spelled out to know what he means.

Your pulse hammers against your ribs as you turn your back to him, slipping out of your worn clothes as quickly as you can, shielding yourself with angles, with movement, with anything that might deny him a full view. The water is scalding hot, but you lower yourself into it anyway, letting the heat sear away the grime and exhaustion clinging to your skin.

Peter hums, pleased. “See? Doesn’t take much effort,” he remarks, as if effort were the only thing that mattered here.

The water does nothing to ease the tightness in your chest. If anything, it worsens it. Because no matter how hard you scrub, no matter how much warmth seeps into your bones, you can’t shake the knowledge of what—who—you’re being prepared for.

A neatly folded dress waits for you by the tub, its fabric smooth and expensive-looking. At first glance, it seems ordinary—modest yet well-made, the kind of garment a woman of means might wear. But as you pick it up, the fabric unfurls in a way that makes you panic.

It’s not a dress.

It’s something thinner, slinkier. The neckline plunges too deep, the straps are too delicate, the fabric too soft against your fingers.

A negligee.

Beneath it, folded just as neatly, lies a set of undergarments. The kind designed to be seen. The silk panties are flimsy, barely more than a whisper of fabric, with lace trim that looks almost too delicate to touch. The matching bra doesn’t do much in the way of coverage—more decoration than anything, the sheer material embroidered with fine, swirling patterns. And then there are the stockings—over-the-knee, attached to a garter belt with elegant satin straps.

A thought slithers through your mind: Did this fucking asshole take this from one of the girls at the brothel? To dress you as his whore?

A low, grating laugh pulls you back. Peter leans against the doorframe, his eyes gleaming with amusement.

“Not quite your style, eh?” He tilts his head, grinning. “But don’t worry. He’ll like it.”

Your jaw clenches as you shake your head. “I’m not wearing this.”

He raises an eyebrow to signal that he is not to be trifled with. “Oh? Look at that—she’s talking back!”

Taking a slow step forward, he reaches for the pile of clothing, letting his fingers trail over the delicate lace before plucking one piece from the stack. He turns it over in his hands, stretching it slightly between his fingers.

“See, Tommy told me something,” he muses. “Said if you give me any trouble, I oughta take something away. Little lesson in obedience.”

Your pulse kicks against your ribs.

Peter lets the moment stretch, savoring it, before finally making his choice. With an exaggerated flick of his wrist, he pulls the panties from the pile, dangling them between two fingers.

Then, with a smirk, he tucks them into his pocket.

“Go on, then,” he says, eyes never leaving you. “Get dressed.”

Chapter 6>>

[wh0re43van]

Sparks (Evan Peters X Reader)

Summary: You’re a set director on American horror story’s Freakshow. Evan has been trying to convince you to ‘smoke and chill’ for months, but you’ve always rejected him in fear of jeopardizing your job. After a particularly stressful shoot, Evan finally convinces you to spark with him.

Warnings: intense smut, face fucking, choking, drug use.

Word count: 3k

A/n: This is my first time writing in awhile so I’m bit rusty

"Hey y/n I just re-upped,” Evan announces as he walks up behind me.  “He's got the best homegrown around and It's cured perfect every time. Come to my place tonight and I'll let you sample," He offers as he slips an arm around my shoulder. "You don't even have to match, just give me something else in return," he says lowly in my ear. My heart skips a beat and my cheeks blush red. Evans been blatantly flirting with me since we started shooting. It's been my own personal hell having to reject such a perfect man because its 'not professional to have personal relations with the cast'.

"Evan," I sigh as I look up at his dark eyes. "I honestly would love to-" he cuts me off.

"Then consider it y/n," he simply states. I smile at him. I have to admit that he's starting to wear me down

"Evan, I have to finish my walk through before the shooting starts" I turn back to the counter to consult my mockup. He backs up and leans against the wall.

"I’ll just keep you company then," he grins.

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‘Fuck’ I curse internally as I run from a very angry Mr. Murphy. One of my idiot crew members forgot to do their only job and set out the menus for the next scene. We’re an hour behind on filming and we’re only here for three days. The director is pissed to say the least.

I throw open the door to the storage room and start ripping open boxes. I swear I'm going to lose every last ounce of sanity I have left. We started shooting two hours ago and I've rolled my ankle, got broken glass stuck in my hand, and of course, been bitched at constantly.

"Did you find them?" Evan questions as he closes the door behind him.

"What?" I ask, not processing what he's saying as I rip haphazardly through every single cardboard box in this room, brown paper flying everywhere.

"Did you-" He begins to repeat, then pauses. I feel him grab my arm gently, stopping my whirlwind of motion. "Y/N," he says calmy.

"What Evan?" I snap at him. I can feel the stress dripping out of every pore of my body. Turns out stress smells a lot like sweat. Evan jumps a bit at my tone, then simply points his 'lobster claw' to a box of pink menus that I opened without even realizing it. I was so stressed and overwhelmed I didn't even realize I found the goddamn menus four boxes ago.

I groan and lay my head on Evans chest.

"I'm such a fucking stupid idiot." I mumble his white shirt, feeling tears well up in my eyes. Evan chuckles and clumsily lifts my chin up with his makeup bound hands. His smile immediately drops when he sees my face.

"Hey y/n don't cry," he coos, his voice laced with concern.

"Evan I'm losing my mind," I sniffle as he pulls me into a hug.

"You know what you need?" He asks I shake my head 'yes.'

"A blunt." We both say in unison. I feel his cheek stretch into a smile against mine, proud of himself for finally convincing me.

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My hand shakes as I ring the doorbell to Evans hotel room.

“Ma’ Lady,” Evan bows as he opens the door for me. What a dork.

“Thank you good sir,” I attempt a curtsy as I walk in. I guess were both dorks.

We chuckle as he latches the door behind me.

“Right this way,” he ushers me to his balcony looking over the city. I step out onto the cool concrete, hearing Heaven Beside You by Alice in Chains playing. There's two bean bag chairs set up with a bundle of blankets on each one. Purple and white string lights hang all around the ceiling and railing of the small balcony.

“Wow Evan, this is really cool. I’m impressed with how you spend your free time,” I admit, sitting down in one of the chairs, pulling a blanket into my lap.

“Actually,” he sits down in the chair beside me as he picks up the rolling tray. “I’ve never done this before. I set all of this up as soon as I got home,” he chuckles.

“I don’t even know what to say,” I tell him honestly. I’m dumbfounded. This might seem like a small gesture, but this is one of the sweetest things anyone’s done for me. He went out of his way just for me.

“Then don’t say anything. Just grab me that bong,” he grins, pointing to the glass sitting on the ground next to the door. I stand up and bend over to pick up the simple clear bong, feeling Evans gaze burn into the back of me. When I hand him the piece, I get close enough to his face to see that his eyes are already glossy.

“Evan Peters,” I tisk. “did you start with out me?” I ask putting my hand to my chest in faux offense.

“I was a little nervous, I’ve been waiting for this for so long… I was scared if I was sober I’d mess it up,” he admits. His pale cheeks tinting pink.

“I’m flattered,” I smile. He opens the metal grinder sitting on his lap and begins to pack the bowl. “but it is rude to start a sesh before your guest arrives.” He hands me the packed bong.

“Well how’s bout you get this all to yourself and we call it even,” he wagers. I take the bong with a smile, accepting his offer. As I put the cool glass to my lips, I reach for the lighter on Evans thigh, but he snatches it, looking me in the eyes as he flicks the zippo, igniting a hot bright flame that he circles around the bowl. He begins to pull the flame away, but I grab his hand to hold the light in place for a couple more seconds. His eyes widen a bit and he smiles.

“Damn I’m glad I didn’t want any,” he chuckles, finally pulling away to spark his own joint. I pull the stem and inhale the milky smoke sharply, holding it in my lungs for bit before exhaling slowly. The smoke clouds around my face before a small gust of wind disperses it.

“Yeah, me to,” I grin softly as Evan takes another hit off his joint. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but with the past few weeks I’ve had, I’m goanna need a lot more than some weed to recover from all this stress,” I take another hit and lay my head back in the soft chair, finally feeling my muscles relax as the golden light flows through every nerve of my body. I turn my head and open my heavy eyes to look up at Evan.

“Wow that is bad,” he says, staring at something in the distance. I take this moment to truly admire the man beside me. The purple lights cascade onto his sharp features, violet pin pricks reflect in his coffee-colored eyes. The wind blows his loose brown curls around on his forehead as a rough hand holds the paper filter up to his pink lips. The end of the cone glows crimson as his chest rises, taking in a hit of hot smoke. Evan looks down at me to finish his thought. Had I been sober, I would have quickly looked away. But right now, nothing could tear my eyes from this perfect image in front of me. Evans’ eyes lock into mine as he releases the smoke slowly out through his mouth and nose. “Y/n, I-“ he begins, but before he can finish, I sit up and pull his face into mine. Gently kissing him, the smell of smoke mixed with his cologne is intoxicating all on its own. He tenses for a moment, processing what had just happened, before putting his hand on my back to bring me closer.

“I’m sorry,” I pull away suddenly feeling embarrassed for being so forward. Evan looks at me with wide eyes and flushed cheeks for a second before furrowing his brow,

“Are you kidding me,” ashes fall from his joint onto his pants, reminding him of its presence. He takes small drag before finishing. “That’s all I’ve wanted since the moment I saw you.” I smile at his confession. He holds the joint to my lips offering me a hit. We hold eye contact as I pull the smoke into my mouth, then to my lungs. “You’re beyond beautiful y/n,” he compliments. I lean into kiss him, shot gunning the smoke to him. He kisses hard and inhales the smoke as if it’s his last breath. He sits the joint in the ash tray then puts his hand on the back of my head, gently but firmly, so I don’t pull away this time, Evan exhales the smoke though his nose, so he doesn’t have to break the kiss. I clumsily crawl into his lap to straddle him, and his hands instinctively grab my ass. The heat from his hands warming me through the thin fabric of my leggings. I feel hungry, starving for more and more of him. As my knees sink into the soft chair around him, I begin to grind my hips against his.

“Evan,” I breath out, begging to feel more of his skin on mine. He looks at me with lust filled eyes and kiss bruised lips as I begin to lift his shirt up. He grabs my hand gently.

“Let’s go inside, darling,” he whispers. “You never know if one of those creeps are near by.” He looks around, checking for paparazzi. I was puzzled for a second, before remembering Evans’ status. I nod and climb off him. He stands, his dark jeans tented at the crotch and his white t-shirt rising and falling quickly on his chest. He grabs my hand to guide me inside.

“Can’t forget this,” I grin, stopping to grab a fresh blunt and the zippo. He chuckles as I spark the cone. He pulls me into his lounge, locking the door and closing the blinds. After I had a few hits, I hand the joint to Evan as I sit down on the leather couch.

“We don’t have to do anything more than this if you don’t want y/n,” he almost whispers through the smoke, sitting down next to me. I look into his desperate eyes as he hands me the warm paper.

“Please,” I inhale. “Please Evan I need you,” I beg the stoned man in front of me. With that, in one swift move, he takes the cone from my hand, putting it on the side table ash tray, removes his shirt and smashes his lips to mine, laying me down on the sofa. His kisses trail from my lips to my ear. Grabbing my throat gently he whispers. “You have no idea how desperate I am for you,” all I can do is moan in response my brain too high off THC and lust to form a coherent thought. His kisses continue trailing down my neck as his fingers work with the buttons on my black flannel. He smiles like a child when he sees that I have nothing underneath the warm button up. His mouth quickly drops to one breast swirling his warm tongue around as his hand massages my other breast, sending me into a fit of pleasure. After giving the same treatment to the other side, he rips off my leggings. He grabs the waistband of my thong. “May I?” he asks with heavy bloodshot eyes.

“Please,” I nod. He wastes no time removing the flimsy fabric and spreading my already trembling legs. He dips a long finger into my heat, groaning at how slick I already am.

“All this, just for me?” He licks the fluid off his finger, just to dip it back inside of me and out once more. “Have a taste baby,” he reaches his finger up and I close my mouth around it, licking seductively, making sure to keep eye contact.

“Fuck,” he whispers to himself. “Good girl,” he praises with a kiss on my nose. He quickly dips his head back down, licking from my entrance up to my clit, sucking and licking with expertise, earning a loud moan and a string of profanities from me. I quickly feel my orgasm building in my stomach, but its not enough.

“Evan, I need you to fuck me, please,” I whimper. He pulls his head up, his mouth and chin shimmering. I definitely didn’t need to ask twice. He jumps up dropping his pants and boxers allowing his perfect cock to spring free, giving himself a few good pumps. I shiver at the sight. Evan dips his head down to my core one last time, giving me a kiss then allowing a trail of warm spit to drip down and trickle to my entrance. The sight is enough to make me melt into this sticky leather couch. Evan lines his length up with me, pulling my hips up and guiding me onto his dick. Slowly filling me, stopping halfway in allowing me to adjust, but I don’t want it. I buck my hips forward, making him bottom out immediately. A string of curses leaves both our lips as he pokes at my stomach from the inside. He begins thrusting quickly, taking the hint that I’m not  wanting to make love tonight. Evans’ toned body begins to shimmer with sweat as he brings a strong hand to my throat squeezing the sides, making me just lightheaded enough to intensify the pleasure. He looks down at me, biting his lip, as he watches my face contort in pleasure from what he’s doing to me. The louder I moan, the harder he pounds into me. My breathing starts to hitch with each thrust as I clench around him.

“Evan I’m going to-” before I can finish my sentence, he pulls out completely, making me groan from the sudden empty feeling. I curse and open my mouth to question him.

“Turn over,” he demands as he stands up. I obey and begin to shift on the couch. “hands and knees.” He specifies, slapping me hard on the ass, I cant help but giggle as the sting lingers on my sweaty skin. I prop myself up on my forearms on the arm of the couch and spread my legs, wiggling my ass a bit as wait for Evan to fill me back up.

“Your body is so perfect,” he says as grabs and kisses my ass before I feel him line himself up again, quickly thrusting in to satisfying the ache in the empty space he left behind in my stomach. Once he finds his rhythm, I feel his hand snake around my throat and the other around my torso as he pulls me flush against him. My shoulders press against his as I arch my back. In this new potion, he hits my g spot perfectly.

“Shit Evan! Yes please,” I pant. “just like this. Please fuck me just like this! Don’t stop,” I plead as I squeeze his strong arms that are wrapped around me. Even groans lowly at the praise.

“I need you to cum y/n,” he whispers in my ear, reaching down to rub circles on my clit. “Can you do that for me, gorgeous?” All I can do is moan and nod my head ‘yes’. His thrust propels me towards my orgasm as I scream out profanities. “That’s it, good girl,” his hot breath moans into my ear laced with the smell of stale smoke. I curl my toes and grip his forearms with all my force, leaving nail marks as my whole body tenses, then releases in pleasure.

“Evan I’m cumming!” My screams and the sound of our skin slapping together fill the room. “Fuck you make me feel so good,” I whimper as he begins to slow down his thrusts, allowing me to ride out my high.

“Good job baby,” he pulls out, pumping himself. “now get on your knees. Open your mouth.” I quickly obliged. I drop down and look up at him. The sight of his heaving, glistening chest and his brown curls sticking to his red sweaty face is enough to make me orgasm all over again. He reaches his veiny arm down and pulls my hair into a ponytail and. I happily open my mouth for him as he gently taps his rock hard tip on my lips, I moan quietly as he begins to slowly thrust in my face. I take it upon myself to press his dick as far as I can down my throat, gagging as my nose touches his abdomen.

“Holy fucking shit baby,” he pants out, now fucking my face. It doesn’t take long before he’s twitching in my deep in my throat and the salty pre cum drips into my mouth. “That’s it baby, fuck,” he swears as he grips my hair so hard I can feel a few strands snapping. It takes all of my strength to pull my head a away.

“Cum on my face, please Evan,” I gasp for breath, looking up at him with tears running from my pink eyes, as thick strands of spit string from my lips to his perfect dick. With a few pumps, and his death grip still on my hair, I open my mouth and hum in satisfaction as he releases his strings of hot liquid all over my face. He groans and curses, finally releasing my hair.

“Fuck y/n,” he sighs, looking down at the beautiful mess he’s created on my face. He brings his thumb to my mouth scooping up some of his cum and bring it to my lips. I smile around his thumb, lapping up all the liquid. “I can’t believe how beautiful you are,” he looks at me with such strong admiration in his eyes, I can’t help but blush as I lay my head into the hand he puts on my cheek. “Lets get you into the shower,” he begins guides me to the bathroom but I stop him.

“Don’t you want a cigarette first” I offer, grabbing the menthols from my flannel pocket. He grins. “Well, I’m not going to ever turn down a cigarette after sex that good,” he looks at the state of my face again. “But let me at least wipe off your face first. It’s the least I could do.” I giggle as he walks over to get a wet rag. This is absolutely worth risking my job for.

[soclearlytosee]

Stranger Things, Peter Pan, Mothers, and Wendys

Some Peter Pan artifact, I'd guess a Disney movie tie-in book, hanging out in Holly's room

I recently watched The Lost Boys and read Peter Pan (really Peter and Wendy in The Annotated Peter Pan but what version of the story is "the original" is infamously convoluted). 

The Lost Boys was a viewing experience that made me feel like I understood the Duffers’ whole deal in a completely new way - like watching Election finally made me understand what Ryan Murphy has actually been trying to do all this time. I know we’re always like Spielberg, King, Carpenter, etc but how much of this movie is in ST’s DNA is pretty wild, there even is a “barricading the house against a supernatural threat with everyday items as makeshift weapons" montage with a synth score. Joel Schumacher we gotta start giving you your proper due in this conversation, we do simply owe gay ppl everything (also as with any worthwhile ST reference to pull at @/threemanoperation has already been on this beat)

Anyways, The Lost Boys is a spiritual Peter Pan adaptation and one big current that shows up from its source text is a real preoccupation with the mother.

These aren’t the only ST reference texts with a lot of mom stuff going on. We’re getting probably the icon of genre movie motherhood herself with Linda Hamilton joining the show in s5, and pregnancy body horror is like the entire thing in extremely obvious ST creature design touchpoint Alien.

Terminator 2: Judgement Day

Linda Hamilton seems to be playing a female counterpoint to Brenner/Papa, so all signs point to them intentionally invoking that reference at least.

Joyce is our purest Spielberg mom: the harried single parent, doing her best, a bit eccentric. She’s taken a backseat in recent seasons, but a new maybe-Mama taking on Papa's mantle as s5’s primary human antagonist points to Joyce taking more of a lead again. 

Joyce seeming to spend a substantial chunk of s5 separated from Hopper gives me hope, as does her seeming to be the most connected with Henry of our ST-adult-cast-as-teens in The First Shadow. We heard Victor’s story last season, so turning to Virginia’s role in the tragedy of Henry might be another narrative element that pulls Joyce out as a foil.

One of our other established moms, Karen, also looks to be getting an expanded role in s5. If Holly is indeed taken by the military, she should join Joyce to take on Linda Hamilton (are we ever going to learn her character name good lord). 

If Joyce and Karen are our Mrs. Darlings, then we have the Wendy-coded among us: "mothergate" creator El, and Alienesque body horror victim/slug incubator Will.

Like Wendy, El and Will both have their own personal playhouses even within the broader kid kingdoms of Neverland, Mike’s basement, and the woods.

And, of course, once Wendy leaves Neverland and grows up, she has a daughter named Jane who eventually journeys to Neverland with Peter herself.

Wendy’s primary “power” in Peter Pan is storytelling, which lives with mothers in the book/play in a very fairy tale logic sort of way. Peter is initially attracted to the Darlings’ nursery window by Mrs. Darling’s bedtime stories. And that's the reason he is convinced to bring Wendy to Neverland (she "tempts him" with stories).

This actually convinces Peter to bring Wendy to Neverland even if he isn't so hot on the idea of mothers himself. "The Boy Who Hated Mothers" was a working title for Peter Pan the play.

There is an interesting relationship between storytelling and time in Peter Pan that probably deserves more exploration, maybe a topic for a later post. The residents of Neverland exist out of time, which means they can’t conceptualize beginnings or endings - and that's why they can’t tell stories and Wendy's ability to do so has such allure.

in Neverland, time has literally been killed

I still haven’t totally made sense of what this implies for our Neverlandesque-frozen-in-time Upside Down and El and friends’ preoccupation with stories in s5. But it feels significant in the final act of our coming-of-age story, especially considering why the Upside Down is stuck on November 6, 1986 is allegedly a driving mystery of what's to come, according to the Duffers.

[vivianbernadetteaurora]

I've just done a podcast on mean girls in the industry.

And why they are that way or how they have become to be? That way, a lot of the timer, it's protection. I think with some girls, other times, it's just pure damn wickedness full stop, probably. Cause women like Catherine heigel, who went on a talk show. I believe around the time when knocked up came out and said it was more like a break film about the woman's active and it basically ruined our whole career , for the sake of doing a judd appetite film. I always found her so iconic in that film. And it's one film I can look back on, and I don't friend when I rewatch. It can still be as good as it was in my memory . Other films that it even run the same time, such as super bad. You look back in cringe a little bit, but with this one, you don't, I mean, the act is good for Seth Rogen and job appetite, collaboration and Lesley man who's the wife of Jud. Full stop, and then he puts his real life. Children in the film also , his elder school, to place Lexi on . Euphoria

Which and then you have people like Emma Roberts, who I don't know much for her history. I know she's on that screen point. I've heard she's allegedly difficult to work with a bit like Lindsey, low hang kind of way and also I heard that she wasn't in spring breakers because she didn't want to put on weight or something. On she even went , and a relationship with evan, peter's rich then led to a ,domestic violence. The incident of Evan beat is that they're both Ryan Murphy, born . but she imagines Ray's one of the i imagine that the main girls that mean going see Taylor Swift. I don't know. I just feel like a lot of daily Swift fans are. Even cringy, they never grew up. , or all of the above, or there a waspy white women

Which is what Kylie Jenner is now considering she wasn't a few years ago. She was black then, in hiking holy days.

King kylierra, after her mum, let her have all that surgery on her face when her face wasn't even fully formed at the age of 16 so disgusting, really that family set the beauty sound is I don't particularly think any of the Kardashian girls and mean those if any of them. Are you going to be? It's going to be Kendal or haunt me. For Eg, check the Sun in Aries and astrology. placements.I feel like kendall would be such a pick me. I also imagine the girl who does to call her daddy. Podcast is a bit of a mean girl as well, because didn't she steal the whole concept of that podcast off the other girl sophia?And then made like she's let the female logan Paul, to some degree.

Going back to Emma Roberts, her auntie is obviously Julia Robert, who is known for being a bit of a bitch and meangell and someone who stood up for herself, which, in my opinions actually play a good thing. But my main free talking points, we're gonna be Cristina Aguilera, Nicki Minaj. And demi, lovato, they've all had their dodgy bits with fame in that degree, and the fact that her and christine are actually good friends, and she was on her documentary, this is demi, i'm talking about.

You just made so much sense them to being friends and little. Do people know that christine actually has a thing for the girls. She allegedly allegedly went with samantha for ronson, while her and lindsay were on a break. And I think this is what happened between her and pink, so pink's first album misunderstood, and so yeah, that's how i'm saying it, so it's easier to or type, write, read aloud, whatever, we've linda perry being a charming lesbian, pink and I probably had a romantic relationship, and at the time she was known for haiting kristina, and then a year a year and a half later, she comes the right stripped, and the same thing probably happens, and this is where the jealousy kicks in, it's funny that they're mars, a both in our position as well, which is our drive or motivation and how we do things, it's also our sexual side, physical energy, especially for a performer, so I pink, does her acrobats and stuff. She's got her mars in cancer, which is in fall. And then christina has hurt in capricorn, which you could write a book about how many famous people have more than a temp for mars in capricorn it's like a famous placement, it's a midhavana, it's the most public side of you even more then.You're rising degree to some degree.

Zalegone to Demi, who's had a few controversies, where she's called out and you'll get company, I think, been petty with Nicki Minaj, over people not being very nice to her. At the Mett Gala, all knowing who sheq is, and at the time she is probably +with wilma, i'm going through a lot of stuff anyway, cause she was still very young. Also, her falling out of her best friend celina, gomez and taylor swift will serve taylor swift over the fact that she demi, when we've scooter brown after, he took all of Taylor Swift's masters. I believe I find that so crazy for an artist not to even have their own music.They're not protected in the same way that actors or other industries are.

[elxgantcaptain]

Captain Hook's crew

Throughout the movies (and some of the book) we learn about the different members of Hook's crew and even reveal some of their names. Each seem to have a LITTLE bit of a backstory? (somewhat)

I'm fairly sure Hook has had many more crew members before, to run a ship isn't a small deal, he needs plenty of men to run it and you DO see more crew members in the films though these names belong to the pirates that make regular appearances.

These reoccurring pirates are Smee, Mullins, Wibbles, Turk, Black Murphy, Bill Jukes, Starkey, Cecco, Skylights, Noodler, Sharky and Bones.

Smee: Self explanatory, we all know who Smee is! Though it would be incorrect to properly assume that Smee is his first mate, technically, in the books, Smee is Hook's boatswain, aka, the man in charge of the sails and is an expert on the subject (wind, furling, etc) Though we also see Smee's other talents too, in various aspects he's shown to be cooking a lot (despite the fact the ship is mentioned to already have a cook) although its proven in the series that his cooking skills are to be desired. Smee is also a little bit of a medic and of course, a caretaker, mostly to Hook.

Mullins: Not much known about him, although, in book, he gets stabbed and killed by one of the lost boys. In the second movie, he's the first to fall in the water to try and grab the diamond.

Wibbles: He doesn't appear in the book at all, but he's usually seen either with a dagger or a gun or both together. He seems to be adept in dual combat and in the first movie, he is the one to say that 'we should be in the business of plunderin' ships' when the crew are growing bored of chasing peter.

Turk: In Epic Mickey his 'real' name is apparently revealed to be Damian Salt. He also doesn't appear in the books, in the films, its implied that he is either from Arabia or India and its backed up by the fact he's one of the only pirates we see wielding a scimitar.

Black Murphy: Seen in the first movie, he often is seen with a dagger and talently at using one too, able to shoot it from his mouth to hit a target.

Bill Jukes: Perhaps the one we see the most with a gun in hand, or even a blunderbust, he seems to favour the bullet rather than the blade, though we do see him with one. In the cut song 'I'll give you one guess' its revealed that Jukes joined the crew when he was just a kid, when he was a boy and Hook taught him the life of being a sailor and a pirate, therefore, we can say that there are others in the crew that have been taken on from a young age.

Starkey: In the book its said that Starkey was Hook's butler and also a gentleman, as well as a first mate. For continuation reasons, I dumped the idea of him being gentlemanly and a butler. Starkey is still, however, the first mate, being the one that always is seen steering the ship in Hook's absence from the wheel. By no means is he smart, but he is strong and knows his way around a ship, which deemed him well as first mate. He also always seems to have a dagger in his mouth.

Cecco: Not named in the films, but appears in the book as an Italian man in the crew, its said that he cut his name into the back of the govenor at a prison before being taken in by Hook. He's killed by pan in the book. The first image is from the 1904 version, from this, I've picked out pirates who he COULD be in the disney version.

Skylights: Also not offically appearing in the films, he appears in the book, being the one that Hook kills for bumping into him by accident. We can only deduce that Skylights is always the pirate in any of the movies that Hook himself kills, so in the Disney version, Skylights is the man singing, which Hook cuts short with a bullet.

Noodler: Not really appearing in the films, but in the book, Noodler is said to be a pirate with his hands on backwards. Although he never makes an appearance in the Disney animated version, he does in the 2003 live action.

Sharky and Bones: These two only appear in Jake and the Neverland Pirates, although you can possible link them to one of the other members of Hook's crew in the movies. In the Neverland Pirates series, they seemed to a couple of musicians, always singing and playing instruments for Hook.

So there you have it! uwu thats the best rundown of the crew I can give!

[can-of-pringles]

How would your OCs' significant others react to seeing them dressed up for the first time? (and for the OCs without significant others, whoever they're closest to)

Thanks for the ask!

Dannie x Murphy

Well, this is a bit of a different situation. Murphy couldn't see Dannie dressed up per se, but can appreciate through other ways. She could notice Dannie wearing a special perfume or something like that. Or feel the texture of Dannie's outfit (fancy clothes usually feel different imo) and of course Dannie could describe their outfit to her.

Silas x Copia

Copia would probably forget to breathe for a split second lol. He'd be so enamored of Silas. He would try to flirt and compliment him but stammer a bit from being kinda flustered and Silas would chuckle and think he's being so cute.

Arith x Iriel

Arith has seen Iriel dressed up plenty of times over the years but every time he's always so amazed by her and how beautiful she is. Though the very first time he saw her dress up he fought with himself internally about finding her pretty or not. Before settling on "Well... she's an angel, it's to be expected." He was in denial.

Iriel wasn't as surprised the first time she saw him dressed up since he tends to dress fancy anyway, but then she realized she can't quite stop looking at him when he's not paying attention. Noticing all the details of his clothes and how they suit his eyes and hair. And then she panics internally for a second. She can't find the enemy attractive! Iriel proceeds to push down her conflicted feelings and focus on the night.

Kaia x Odel

Kaia gasps and grins, talking about how she can't believe she's with such a gorgeous angel and how lucky she is. Odel can barely speak because she's so flustered.

Odel can't help but stare at Kaia, in awe. Kaia smiles and Odel whispers to herself that she can't believe she's practically with a goddess. Odel kisses her cheek before they both share a proper kiss.

Eliška and Rocket

[Context: Let's say the Guardians are on a secret mission and have to dress up, just go with it, classic spy mission]

Rocket is surprised at first to see her in a dress and not in her usual uniform. When he's silent for a bit too long, Eliška gives him a look and asks if she looks stupid. He says no, and explains that she just looks different. Eliška asks if he means good different or bad different. He replies with good different. He's not the one for aesthetics and fashion but he can admit the dress suits her well.

Marigold x Peter

Peter's impulsive thoughts immediately make him think he needs to marry Marigold after seeing her dressed up for the first time. He pushes down those thoughts because they've only been on a few dates at this point. He tells her she looks beautiful and her smile causes his heart to beat just a little bit faster.

Rosie x Allison

Rosie immediately goes to hug Allison, gushing about how much she looks like a princess and how beautiful see is. Allison grins and blushes.

Allison loses her train of thought seeing her for the first time, before she tells her she's the most prettiest girl she's ever seen. They playfully go back and forth about who's the prettiest until Allison shuts Rosie up by kissing her hand and causing her to flicker in and out of visibility.

Jelaa x Ahsoka

Ahsoka is so used to seeing her wearing something practical or robes of sorts, that when she dresses up, Ahsoka is uncharacteristically quiet, her brain overwhelmed with love, she quickly recovers and goes on to flirt with her a bunch, causing Jelaa to blush.

Arline and Viktor

Viktor would take Arline to some party that he and Jayce are invited to, something involving Hextech maybe. Arline would want to go dress shopping with Caitlin and keep the dress a surprise. Afterwards Arline is so excited and can't wait for the party but manages to keep the surprise. On the night of the party, Arline comes out wearing her brand new dress and it matches the colors of Viktor's clothes. He smiles when he sees her and tells her she looks wonderful. Arline does a little twirl and is really excited to go. Viktor feels a unfamiliar feeling. It's like proudness mixed with an achey feeling and nostalgia. He eventually realizes he's just surprised and a bit sad about how fast Arline is growing up.

Sorry I went a bit extra long with this one

[davidmariottecomics]

Week 86 - 8/28/23 - A BLUE BEETLE MOVIE???

Hi there, 

It probably isn't news as it's a pretty popular film in theaters right now, but there's a Blue Beetle movie out! And it's a lot of fun! 

If you didn't know, Ted Kord, the second Blue Beetle, is my favorite superhero. There's a pretty good joke in the new movie about the difference between Ted and Batman, and not to step on the punchline, but it boils down to Ted knows how to laugh. He's a character frequently written to have a sense of humor, to know a good joke, and to be the dramatic superheroic straightman when it counts. He is not exactly an everyman--he's a genius, he dresses up in a silly costume, and he's rich--but in a lot of ways, he's just a guy trying to do the right thing because he can. 

And he casts a long shadow over the new movie, which is about Jaime Reyes--fantastically played by the dreamy Xolo Maridueña--who I don't love quite as much as Ted, but who I think is himself a great and important character. He's a very different hero. He's got a sense of humor, he's got a good heart, but his relationship with his family, with his friends, with the scarab, and with the Blue Beetle legacy allows him to be something totally apart from Ted. The movie takes a lot of liberties--it's part Spider-Man, part Ant-Man, part Green Lantern (though... honestly probably better than the past few recent film adaptations of those characters)--but it doesn't run from the truth of who Jaime is as a character, which I think makes it all the better. The best superhero movie projects don't try to be just an adaptation, but to take what makes the hero great, understand it, and share it in a way that makes them more accessible and loom larger as a hero. 

I don't want to spoil anything, but there was one extremely stupid part that made me tear up (out of just finally getting to see a thing on-screen and knowing there's some practical version of it out there and honestly, a little bit jealousy). If you see me, or want to reach out and ask about it, I'll gladly tell you. 

But there's a Blue Beetle movie. And even though I saw it and really quite liked it... I kinda still can't believe it. 

Next week: No blog on the website/newsletter! There is a Patreon post scheduled if you need your fix, going out to all backers at $5 or more a month! But I'm outta town and will see you when I return. 

What I enjoyed this week: Blank Check (Podcast), Yu-Gi-Oh: Duel Links (Video Game), Craig of the Creek (Cartoon), Honkai Star Rail (Video game), My Adventures with Superman (Cartoon), The Broken Room by Peter Clines (Book), Dumbing of Age (Webcomic), Solve This Murder (Podcast), The Venture Bros: Radiant is the Blood of the Baboon Heart (Movie--which my pal Phil Murphy worked on!), Kaiju No. 8 (Manga), Kaguya-Sama: Love is War (Manga), Blue Beetle (Movie--duh), Oldboy (Movie), Witch Watch (Manga), Becca playing a little more Persona 5, Tangled (Movie), Jurassic Park (Movie), D.E.B.S. (Movie) 

New Releases this week (8/23/2023): Godzilla Monsters & Protectors: All Hail the King TPB (Editor--on the latter half)

Final Order Cut-Off next week (8/28/2023--last day to get your preorders in): Sonic the Hedgehog #65

New Releases next week (8/30/2023): Godzilla Rivals: Vs. SpaceGodzilla (Supervising Editor) Sonic the Hedgehog: Endless Summer (A very silly credit) Sonic the Hedgehog: Scrapnik Island TPB (Editor) 

Announcements: Becca is at Cartoon-a Palooza in Temecula on 9/15 & 9/16. It's a cool free all-ages little con, so come on out and see them!

Wanna support me? Consider joining my Patreon! I've got a bunch of cool stuff coming up and already on there. As well as some silly stuff like a tour of my desk, so you can see where the comics magic happens! I've got a bunch of stuff scheduled for September already and there'll always be more! 

I have a webstore! It does look like I'm going to get a small supplement to my Beast Wars Vol. 3 stock, which is nice, but most everything else, I am not going to have more of anytime soon! Maybe give it a look! 

I've still got a few things on my eBay, if you're looking for stuff! But obviously, anything that would get shipped out won't until I'm back!  Pic of the Week: It was National Cinema Day yesterday, which is why Becca and I went to Blue Beetle ($4 tickets to the movies!). But they had to work, so I went and saw a second film, the 20th anniversary screening of Park Chan-wook's Oldboy. And the theater that was showing Oldboy had a special Cinema Day deal on the Blue Beetle backback popcorn bucket, so I did pick it up because that with a popcorn and a drink was still significantly cheaper than the bucket usually is by itself. So here's a photo of Becca modeling it. 

[libraryfag]

hi basil i’m so curious as to what you thought of passion bc i was SO ready to like it based off of what i heard and then i came away basically only liking the music and thinking the concept was poorly executed which was so tragic….. but bc it is such a strange show i am always so curious about people’s reactions/interpretations

hi theo! i also was very interested in the concept, as as gothic horror girlie but was a bit let down by the execution. i think the main problem is i'm not a huge fan of shows that just focus on a relationship without much ensemble and takes itself very seriously, like Miss Saigon and Phantom, because to be honest, they just kinda bore me?? and at least the two examples i gave have a few upbeat and comedic ensemble numbers to change up the mood, and while there were a few opportunities for those in Passion, ie. from the other military leaders they never really went the full way. However, maybe just because of my love of sondheim i think i liked it more than the other two, but it might be my least favourite of his shows so far.

In a more positive light, Passion is so intriguing conceptually. I really liked how it explores the 19th century idea that women can only be loved for their beauty, but also it was interesting how Fosca, and Clara to an extent, have so little power in their lives which might be why they can only exert it to their feeling towards Giorgio. Also very fascinated by its exploration of disability and illness. Something that i only just considered while listening to tick tick boom in the shower before, is that i think the decision to adapt the film/book during that time could be a reaction to the AIDS epidemic, especially considering James Lapine also wrote falsettos. In the biography, Meryle Secrest has a very strong argument that Passion is somewhat connected to Sondheim's relationship with Peter Jones and him learning to 'not be ashamed..of the way [he] felt', which i agree with. Secrest also connects Fosca's belief that 'Love...is not possible without suffering, sacrifice, and being abused' to Being Alive "Someone to hold you too close/Someone to hurt you too deep", which is.. insane. Something i also learnt from rereading the Passion chapter, is that the unnamed illness Fosca had is epilepsy which hit close to me because i knew someone who was lost to it way too early, and i don't think many people talk about how fatal it is.

I don't know where to put this but i also really liked the acting, Donna Murphy is an icon and thats about all i have to say.

[shrimpella21]

Dormant/Retired Characters

My dormant characters! They are not in use right now. I might bring them back to play with in the future as I cycle through characters, but for the most part I'm going to keep them here for history's sake. Feel free to let me know if there's a character here you're interested in <3 I'd be happy to discuss playing with them!

Also! If you'd be interested in a roleplay but need a realistic faceclaim, I UNDERSTAND. You can ask me for one and I'll find something that works for both of us :)

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐓

BROOKLYN TORRES

FINISHED. Chester Rushing.

Brook. 25. He/him.

Baltimore. Single. Owns a flower shop.

Gay af.

Owns every flower he grows in his shop. His home is a garden jungle. Complete sweetheart, will make bouquets for all his friends. Pretty friendless, unfortunately. Has Addison's disease and takes a ton of medication. Always at risk for getting sick. Treats life as a blessing.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍

FAUST BLACKWELL

UNFINISHED. Dave Franco.

No nickname. Immortal. He/him/it.

New York. Single. Magician.

Bisexual & Biromantic

Don't give him sharp objects. Major backstabber. Is biologically immortal, still acts like a child. He'll do whatever it takes to hold onto his powers. Stupid but dangerous. Can and will black widow somebody. Mild shape-shifter, but it hurts like hell.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

SILAS SHAW.

UNFINISHED. Cillian Murphy.

No nickname. 40. He/him.

Rochester. Single. Owns gambling rings.

Gay af (closeted).

Owns a gambling ring, runs on everything from horse racing to fight rings. Small man with a big personality. Dislikes children, he makes them cry. Will shoot someone without hesitation to save his business. He thinks he's cool but he's really a loser. Acts younger than he is bc he can't believe he's already 40.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

RUSS LARUE

UNFINISHED. Chris Pine.

No nickname. 41. He/him.

Wichita. Single. Butcher.

Bisexual & Biromantic.

Is a well-known butcher, known around town for supplying mystery meat to special customers. What is it? Who knows. Where does he get it from? Also unknown. Overall he's a friendly guy but there's something wicked hiding behind that pretty facade.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐑

LIAM KENDRICKS

UNFINISHED. Will Poulter.

No nickname. 29. He/him.

San Jose. Single. No job.

Bisexual & Biromantic.

Pretty boy who uses his daddy's money to travel the world. Has yet to ever work a real job. Surprisingly kindhearted, if not a bit cocky. Knows five different languages. Has a small blog channel on YouTube that he uses to give people travel tips and advice. He's hoping it'll blow up someday.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐄𝐘𝐄

DOMINICK CARUSO

UNFINISHED. Peter Scanavino.

Dom. 40. He/him.

Tampa. Single (divorced). Private investigator.

Bisexual & Biromantic.

Has a little girl named Rosie, who's the light of his life. Favorite meal is pasta. Favorite movie is Glass Onion. Roxy is his wifey, but they divorced and Dom is losing the rights to his kid. He's pretty down on his luck. Roxy is a cold-hearted bitch and he's terrified she'll hurt his child.

Shardik

Shardik is a big, fuzzy, killer werebear. Do not trust him (he will eat all ur food and steal ur heart). He's russian and a pretty rough guy but all he really needs is some lovin! He was an experiment so he's been through a lot of tough shit. He's got a sexy human form :) and has about 13 references atm. I'm literally so desperate to use him!! HERE IS HIS INFO SHEET!!!

Thalion

Thalion is originally a DnD character. He's a big nasty naga :) May or may not eat people. He's based on an eyelash viper which is pretty cool - he either carries venom in his fangs or an aphrodisiac substitute~ Has about 4 references.

Aaron

DILF DILF DILF DILF. He has so much nsfw art - please ask omfg. He's a total sweetheart! Has Meniere's disease, which is an auditory condition, but it just means he's super good at ASL! He reads lips really well (and has part hearing in one ear) so he's still fairly functional. Also he has a big ol german shepard <3 Has 21 references. SO many NSFW pieces.

Buckshot

Buckshot is a lil bit of a human experiment in regeneration. You could compare him to a zombie except he doesn't rot, nor does he eat brains. But! His body is in a constant state of regeneration and he's always 'shedding' skin, like a lizard would. The skin always varies in color and texture. He's an amazing fighter since he's so quick to regenerate.

Kane

Self-made egyptian diety, I am OBSESSED with him. He was created by his village to fight a bitchy god named 'Jatraw. He's not a full god, so he gets his ass kicked a lot, but he has a ton of fun powers!!!! He's also perfect for any environment and time, since he goes into hibernation for years and wakes up fuck knows where. He's got about 30 references rn. He also has a fully coded bio on toyhouse!

Edgar

BOAR BOAR BOAR

Has a feral form + anthro form + human form. Imagine a car-sized boar running 25 mph at you. Scared? Good! Edgar likes to think of himself as morally righteous, despite being far more agressive (and dare-I-say deadly) than he has to be. He does his fair share in helping the community out tho. And the fc is Pedro Pascal ;)

Cosmo

Cannibal by kesha is the song that suits him best. He is a maneater and all-around whore. He is a crocodile shifter. Still working on vibe and info! fc is Oscar Isaac 😎

Cerellios

Cerellios is a unicorn CENTAUR and a well-known teacher of magic. He's willing to work with anyone, whether they have years of experience or none at all. He has a coded bio on toyhouse!!!! just click the roman numerals at the bottom of the fancy box to move from page to page~

[stationintern]

getting to know you <3

thank you, @oflights @thecouchsofa and @slythnpuff for the tags!

three ships: drarry, zukka, and trucoop!

first ship: this was definitely percy/annabeth. i remember my feelings about those two in vivid, childlike, wondrous detail.

last song: cuts you up by peter murphy (from the playlist of a fic im working on, heavily inspired by music. nobody is shocked.)

last movie: the lesbian classic, Samantha: An American Girl Holiday. free on youtube. go wild.

currently reading: by the grace by lettered (late to it, but i am always a bit intimidated by fics that have been hyped so much)

last thing i wrote: portrait, mommy issues, harry dancing (and singing) to dream a little dream of me fic.

i'd like to tag @uncannycerulean, @honeybeet, and @moonflower-rose! sorry if yall have already been tagged! also, anyone else who would like to join, of course.

[mollypondfromwritingspace]

Book Characters/ context part 1

HS Era:

Molly Murphy is a 15-year-old who has been given to her dad 2 years ago. She's currently in high school, trying to juggle homework, friends, etc., alongside finding out that her dad is a superhero and adjusting to a whole new life. She is very prone to getting into trouble, but is a good kid on the inside. She's very lively, and everything is either the best or the worst thing to ever happen to her.

enter love interest. Deuteronomy (Dew) Demerez is one of a set of triplets that go to her school. He's very smart, and sort of the calm to Mo's storm. He often gets pulled into her schemes, and will be the one to get her out of trouble a lot of times. He also is a secret romantic, writing love poetry in secret. Dew is very good with words and can talk his way out of (or into) just about anything. Eventually, they start dating, and she gets to know Dew and his brothers and his dad, like family.

There's Hector, who's very cocky, and thinks he can do what he wants. This only works up to a certain point, which he'll push every time. His intentions are (almost) always a way to help either himself or his brothers. Also, he's surprisingly good with money despite hardly ever having it.

There's Louis, aka Lou, who is spacey AF to the point where other people often think he's high, but that's Just How He Is. He's got a heart of gold, though, and is the most likely to help someone out.

Then there's Don, the boy's father. He's got the style of your typical dad (i.e., white New Balances, Hawaiian shirts, etc.) and is like a second (third?) dad to Mo. He's sensitive, caring, and gentle but also can be strict when he needs to be. He's raising the boys on his own, but he's doing his best and honestly doing a great job.

Speaking of dads, Drake Murphy is Mo's and her little sister's. Grayson, aka Gray, stayed with her dad her whole life , and she's now 11. Drake tries his best to keep up with both her and Mo, but the stress of going from going from 1 to 2 kids over 2 years takes its toll sometimes. He is a very loving dad, though, if a bit high-strung. He's also protective, almost to a smothering extent, but can be persuaded to back off occasionally.

Levi Palmer, Drake's best friend, helps out a lot. He's a relaxed, goofy guy who's almost the opposite of Drake, but they get along great. He's very level-headed and often ends up as the mediator when fights do happen. He's also a pilot and loves airplanes and flying. He teaches Mo how to fly an airplane before she can even drive, much to Drake's chagrin.

Gray is Mo's younger sister. She's a feisty, tomboy of a eleven-year-old with the biggest heart and the biggest mouth out of everyone. She loves sports, animals, her dad, and her sister.

Mo's classmates /other characters.

Julia Douglas is one of Mo's best friends. She's very outgoing, rebellious, and seemingly super confident, but on the inside is very worried that she's doing something wrong. She has a huge family, mostly friends of her dads that she calls aunts/uncles. (One of which marries her dad later on). Her dad and most of her aunts/uncles are actors, and Julia feels like she needs to follow in their footsteps. However, once she expressed a desire to do something besides acting, her dad threw a hissy fit, which started an arguement that ended with him telling Jules that she was getting ""too rebellious". Jules' response was "Oh really?" and then to start listening to punk music, dye her hair, and generally just do minor things to give her dad a heart attack once a week. So, as a comprimise, Jules was allowed to go to public high school. She still hasn't given up the punk "phase", and appears to genuinely like it, much to her dad's dismay. But also there are people like Beau Baker (aka "B.B") and Peter Perry ("Pete") who will help her and her dad through whatever happens. Also, her father Daniell ("Dan" or "Danni"), and his best friend (Pete) are dating at this point. Dialogue: Julia: "On a scale of one to ten, how bad would it be if-" B.B.: "At least a twenty."

Julia: hmm. *starts to do it anyway*

B.B. : don't even think about it A comparison: Drake: prove to me that you can be responsible with this 2001 Nokia before I even think about getting you a smartphone. Vs. Danni: here's an iPhone 10 (or whatever's newest) go nuts, kid.

Marigold Wallace (or Mari) is another one of Mo's best friends. Her older brother Dickie goes to the same school as them and is super protective of his little sis. Mari is very annoyed by Dickie, but at home, they get along pretty well. She's also kinda annoyed by Julia, as Mari's more of a nerdy, almost honor student type, and Julia's more of a rebellious skater kid type. They're still best friends though, much to the amusement/bewilderment of Mo.

Anna Sullivan ("Anne") is one of Mo's classmates. She's often involved in schemes with her brothers, and is very smart. She is easily manipulated, usually by Aaron. She has 3 little brothers, Aaron, Shiloh, and Tyler, which are 3 years younger than her. They go to school with Gray.

Dickie Wallace is in the grade ahead of Mari. He's super stressed about getting into a good college, etc, and seems kinda upset that Mari doesn't seem to be as concerned as he is when it comes to, well, anything. He's super rule-following but secretly kinda welcomes Mari and her friends' "rebellious behavior" that he occasionally gets dragged into (aka 2 am Taco Bell runs because he's the only one that has a car). He mellows out a little after a while, partially due to their dad talking with him, telling him to chill. Turns out, the main reason he's so worried about Mari is that he knows that due to {circumstances I haven't figured out yet} he's probably not going to be able to go to college(realized somewhere at the beginning of the 1st book), so he desperately wants Mari to succeed where he can't. Mari, meanwhile, isn't even sure she wants to go to college but feels so pressured that she ends up going anyway.

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2nd era: . Mari comes home from college (either halfway through or with her degree) and has dropped out, because she doesn't feel like it fits her. . also discovers that Julia, now an actress, now has three adopted siblings (technically her uncle B.B. adopted them, but she's so close to them that they're practically her siblings) that she carts almost everywhere. When she's not with them, people are forever calling/contacting her to come to get them out of their hair. She loves it and them. She's kinda like an "enabler" (or at least that's what people call her lol) to them. She gave up acting for a while, but with her siblings coming from an acting background, she ended up going back to it. She's kind of mellowed out, is now a lot more chill, and is a lot more comfortable with herself.

. Logan Walter ("Lo") is 13 years old, and a sarcastic little you know what. He loves learning about things, especially history, and likes to make up songs to teach his younger siblings things. Julia says she'd be lying if some of those songs didn't teach her a few things too. She'd never tell him that though, he'd just try to sing to her 24/7 and she doesn't think she could handle that.

James Walter ("Jamie") is 11 years old, and the sweetest one of the three. He's also super spacey, and very gullible. He also is always eating random things or trying to, and anytime he's around, you'll always hear someone say, "Jamie, take that out of your mouth". Usually, it's Julia.

Diana Leeann Walter ("Dee") is only 9 years old, but you'd swear she was a teenager from the way she talks. ("Call me Dee-Dee, and you die") Most people are split about whether she got her sassiness from Julia or Logan, but everyone agrees that she's cute. She knows this too with an arrogance that only little kids can get away with. She can butter up anyone and everyone, especially adults. . Mo is now working security for one of the richest men in the city with Finnley Carter ("Finn"), the man who knew her parents well and looked after her a lot as a kid. Turns out, they both moonlight as superheroes. How did she get this job? Well, turns out, that this rich man is Samuel McMiller, Dew's great uncle. He knows about Mo's secret identity and was impressed by Mo's talents, (plus it helped that Finn, already his security man, and Dew, his nephew, talked Mo up a lot), and decided to give Mo a shot. Also, Mo and Dew get engaged and later married. Dew is Samuel's assistant/protege

Samuel McMiller is Hector, Dew, Lou's great uncle, and Don's uncle. As stated above, he's one of the richest (if not the richest) men in the world, and very much has the personality of an old miser to an outsider, but has a heart of gold, and loves to go on (and drag his family on) international/global adventures. He's very protective of his money, but even more protective of his family, or at least Hector, Dew, Lou, and Mo. Don and Samuel's relationship is rocky, to say the least. He sees Don as a man who hasn't lived up to his potential, and Don sees Samuel as an old miser who doesn't seem to care about anybody. Slowly, they've begun to set aside their disagreements "for the kids".

Speaking of adventures, a lot of times these pop up under the guise of checking out some international/global property he has either invested in/bought or is thinking about doing so. So he calls up Mo ("I'm going to need someone from security out there in case something happens, you're the only one I fully trust" etc), Dew ("Lad, if you're going to take over for me, you'll have to learn how to {insert applicable thing- somehow he always comes up with at least one}"), and whoever else he feels like (usually at least Don, Lou, and Hector), tells Levi (who has taken on a job as Samuel's pilot) to fire up his engines, and they're off on a presumably safe voyage. However, between the six of them, either someone does something to royally mess up a major thing, or something unrelated happens but they investigate anyway. By the time all's said and done, they're all exhausted and head off home. Mo always has the best stories to tell Mari, Anna, and Julia (and whoever else will listen) when they get back. Mari and Julia have each been on exactly one trip with them, and swear they have no idea how Mo handles them.

Finnley Carter is Mo's mentor, and is like a third (fourth??) dad. It's unclear what happened between him and Mo's mother, but it is clear he still wants to be a part of her life. Mo at first was wary of this, but after a while, is okay with him being there, especially when she finds out about him being a hero. That was when she was 14. Nowadays, he's like family to her and vice versa. Goofy, dorky, and a klutz, he doesn't seem like the hero type, but he can be downright scary if he has to be. He's got a kind heart and an incredible mind. He was originally hired as an accountant for Samuel and can count at the speed of light. He likes to joke that he's won every "guess the amount of _ in the jar " contest in the state.

Drake and Finn have a complicated relationship. At first, their personalities majorly clashed, and they were constantly arguing. Now, they've mellowed out, thanks to time, patience, and "the kids" (Mo and Gray, possibly Levi)

Gage Grant (G.G.) is Don's cousin, and, according to rumor, is the luckiest guy in town. Things, opportunities, and especially money seem to fall in his lap, without him having to do hardly a thing. He seems to be snobbish about it, which has distanced him from the rest of the family. In reality, he is deeply jealous of Don, who has a family, is close to Uncle Samuel (sort of), and seemingly has the whole white-picket-fence dream that G.G. has wanted his whole life. Don, meanwhile, thinks that G.G. is a snob, and is jealous that he never had to work for a thing.

Efry Dalesome is Don and G.G.'s other cousin. He's very oblivious, but very adventurous and often ends up in trouble because of it. Often, Don or G.G. will be dragged into his shenanigans as well. Efry has a heart of gold though, and always tries to make up for his mistakes. He's very well-loved by the family.

Gabriel Griffin is the city's greatest inventor. He and Bruce team up quite a lot, and he frequently makes inventions for Samuel McMiller. He and Don are also good friends, and Mo, Dew, Hector, and Lou all look up to him. He's quite absent-minded, and also has a heart of gold.

Era 3: Julia and her family get into various shenanigans. Also; a wedding happens eventually

in addition to Lo, Jamie, and Dee, several other family members can be developed more in this book

the main story here is that Julia's dad and her uncle Pete are getting married. The story would be centered loosely around Julia's feelings about it, as well as the Sibs'.

also, at some point after this, Jules and Mari get married .

B.B. is the Sibs' (Logan, Jamie, and Dee) father. He's clever, sarcastic, and is great with kids (which is great, considering he now has 3 of them). He was who Jules went to about half the time with any problem she had. Heck, sometimes she'd even just come over to nap. You'd think that would change as she got older, and as the Sibs entered the picture, but she only came over more, to the point that people often joked about Jules living there. B.B. and Danni are long-time friends, having met at the same audition way back when. B.B. is just about the only person who can tell Danni off (that he'll listen to anyway).

Peter Perry is the other person who can tell Danni off since he's Danni's fiancé/eventual husband. He's very down-to-earth, and a sweet, caring soul. He's the other person Jules can turn to, and often does, with just about anything. He probably knows more about her than anyone. Pete and Danni have been dating for a few years now, but they've been friends for longer than B.B and Danni. They're very close and have moved in together. He gave Jules the place he was living in, much to Jules' happiness.

Daniell Douglas (Danni) is Julia's father. He's very egotistical, although that side of him has seemed to mellow a little since he started dating Pete. He's still very oblivious though and doesn't always realize when he hurts Julia's feelings. He also doesn't have a lot of common sense, and, while Julia used to hate it as a teen, she thinks some of the stuff he does is hilarious now. He can be caring when he wants to be and does love Jules in his own, weird way.

Somewhere in this, Jules and Mari realize they're in love with each other. Everyone else already knew it years ago.

[the-goth-catte]

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[grungost]

Hiiiiiiiiiii :3

I'm sitting here enjoying a delicious Angry Orchard Crisp Apple Cider, and I decided I should stick to what I said last time and post more often. So here's a new post! Since the last one I watched Oppenheimer at the theater, but I don't think it was an IMAX showing or anything. I thought it was perfectly paced (the 3 hour runtime didn't feel like it dragged at all), I thought the non-chronological structure flowed very well, and the soundtrack was very nice. The performances were all very good, especially Cillian Murphy, and the only criticism that really comes to my mind is some sort of clumsy writing (can't remember a whole lot of specific examples, but I remember some times where I rolled my eyes). Anyway, incredible movie, easy recommendation for anyone who likes dramatic movies with some political commentary. So, as I mentioned in my last subpost, I might talk a little bit about synchromysticism, but I'm going to assume, since I'm not totally "in the zone" as far as my writing right now, my analysis may end up a little anemic, and so I may talk a little bit more in my next post if I feel like elaborating on some stuff. Now: while my feelings on belief and spirituality are pretty strongly positive, I don't have many spiritual beliefs myself, or at least not many I feel confident enough about to say I'm assured of my belief. I would say I believe more in synchromysticism than most other spiritual ideas, at least as I see it. It's sort of like fate, but not entirely? It's the general idea that coincidence, mundane happenings, have spiritual significance. I tend to think of it more as "mundane happenings can have spiritual causes". It's a pretty broad idea, you *could* interpret it as fate, karma, or a sort of literary bent to the universe, or you could take it to mean something more actively magical, the idea that will and belief are able to change the physical world. I often end up thinking about what Peter J. Carrol, one of the founders of the Chaos Magic tradition, said about synchromysticism, that "... an event in the material world... can always be excused as a coincidence, but most magicians would be quite content with being able to arrange coincidences." While I can't remember if this is from Mage the Awakening from the Chronicles of Darkness series of Tabletop RPGs, or if its from Mage the Ascension of the World

of Darkness series, I tend to borrow the terminology of "vulgarity"; something like creating fire or an object from nothing is vulgar magic that cannot be explained otherwise, while synchromystical magic is non-vulgar, the usage of spiritual means to interrupt the natural flow of events to effect a desired result. The hypothetical synchromystical spell does not appear incredible or even impossible, it appears as if nothing has happened besides one's desires. I consider myself especially lucky in most circumstances, but I have at times characterized it as a strength of will sufficient to synchromystically influence events to my favor. It's a little ridiculous, but I don't mind it I guess; I think believing in ridiculous things just makes things more fun :3 Anyway, I'm running out of steam here. I may talk more about this stuff, but also maybe not, I couldn't say. I'll probably be much more brief, that's for sure. See you around!

[thoughtfulchaos773]

Love that it says family members instead of employees. This was the real life Mr. Beef

Now of course Mr. Beef wasn't the total inspiration for this show. But I think what they really took away from it, from a panel interview. Calo said they wanted to write about people you will see in a kitchen working. So they probably mixed it up with other restaurants and this one.

Chicago has a history of racism but like New York, it has its diverse history. Looking at chris storer insta is movies with all black casts and friends all the way back in 2012. He was the show runner for Ramy- a show about a Muslim man making his own spiritual journey. When you look at the owner of Mr. Beef, who storer went to school with his Instagram is so diverse with customers and employees he's known for years.

I think it is primarily based on their lives and who they grew up around. I don't want to assume, but if they had an all white cast, they seemed to be aware they're not doing their hometown any favors, and they would hear the critique loudly.

For calo, she's worked for a show that wrote about abortion in one episode. He probably got her in board to also get a woman's perspective and voice.

There was a question on a panel to Aho about playing the role of Sydney, and she mentioned how freeing it was to play a human being with real flaws. She had lunch with the storer, and he told her back in 2019 he has a role written for her-interestingly enough, their conversation, the topic was a bit about anxiety and always worrying about the future.

As a black woman I dare to say Storer and Calo probably really love Ayo and see her for the artist and person she is and Storer thought she would be perfect to play the role of Sydney, Jeremy's opposite. But they wanted to make sure she got her own background opinions on the character she played like Jeremy did for carmy and Molly did for Claire. He wanted them to have a say on what they think their character's stories are.

When people here worry about the white audience feedback and how the network would care. I don't think they do care. Because FX is a program where the most popular show had a black woman as the love interest (nip tuck). Had a fargo season with an all black cast. The network producer intentionally hired black filmmakers once he read about the issue of diversity in TV show networks and brought Atlanta on.

This is the same network with Ryan Murphy AHS. Which had a scene where Angela Bassett made out with Evan Peter's. FX is known for carrying more about the story itself rather than numbers (sorta) and audience influence (sorta). fx gives freedom to their creators.

Essentially, I dare say we're watching a show where they care about who's represented, and they don't care that it's in interracial relationship.

WHO IS THIS?

I mean in real life.

Who is this?

I've been intrigued since I saw this scene.

It also keeps me going back to a question I sometimes think about.

If this show is basically about Christopher Storer's life, why did he choose a black woman for the role of Sydney?

I know he worked with Ayo before, but say he didn't know her, why a black woman?

Because wouldn't he have to take into consideration elements of her life that he probably wouldn't have to think about normally, in his own life? ( Christopher and Joanna seem brilliant btw, and not one note)

I'm really curious.

Feel free to answer all my questions. I'd like to know what everyone else thinks

Just FYI, I became interested in watching the show because somehow a preview showed up on one of my social media, and AYO was in it. Otherwise it may have just stayed on my watchlist forever

[luvlanadr]

Me again 😅 can i request jealousy smut with Evan where him and reader happen to run into her ex while out in public.

omg every idea you come up with is always so good, love this request, i improvised a bit so if you want any changes made just let me know!

𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰: ok so i improvised a bit but as we all know evan won a golden globe (so proud of him, it's so well deserved) so he takes you as a plus one, where you bump into your ex working at the bar.

tw: smut, jealous sex, public sex, blowjob, slight humiliation in a way (also sorry this isn't spell checked)

𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

'and the winner of the golden globe for the best performance by an actor in a limited series film...' the announcer paused, leaving the audience tense and on edge, i rubbed my hand on evan's thigh reassuringly, he was sure to win after all his performance was perfection as always. '...evan peters!'

i could practically feel his apprehension, i felt so bad he truly despised public speaking, i cheered him on, he quickly pecked my cheek, before raising a hand and walking onto the stage to receive his award.

tears brimmed in my eyes, i was overjoyed this award for his magnificent work was long deserved ,i couldn't have been prouder. i took a deep breath consoling myself, before he caught me off guard, 'and a hugee thank you for my beautiful girlfriend, who is there for me no matter what, none of this would be possible without her..,' he choked up slightly, 'thank you for dealing with with my brief insanity.' he chuckled.

༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺༻✦༺ 　༻✧༺　༻✦༺

after celebrating with evan, he had told me there was a scheduled interview for him and ryan murphy, to discuss his acheivements, to which i completely understood.

'it shouldn't be too long,' he smiled reassuringly, wrapping a hand around my waist gently bringing my body closer to his, our lips slowly colliding as he ran his fingers through my hair,before slowly drifting away. 'just wait at that bar,'

'affirmative,' i chuckled, as evan smiled before swifty walking away to the designated area for press and media coverage of the event.

i wandered over to the bar, non-chalantly ordering, 'um, i'll have a disaronno and coke please,' i took a quick second glance at the barman, wait was it? no fucking way..it couldn't be.

'sure gorgeous,' he had swiftly turned around before i could fully observe the man, there was no way that he would be working here?

as he finished preparing the drink, he carefully pushed it towards me.

oh my god, it really was him, i hadn't seen my ex in years, no way it was happening tonight. our relationship ended on pretty smooth, friendly terms but our relationship was frayed and far from perfection. it had caused me to have an odd perception on love, which was momentarily fixed by evan.. the man i had been with for years now, who had just experienced perhaps one of the biggest nights of his life, and he decides to make an un-needed appearance.

i began to swiftly drink the mixer, hoping the alcohol would help relieve the awkwardness of my current situation.

'well y/n, long time no see, huh?' he chuckled, to which i didn't know exactly how to respond so just nodded my head, laughing a bit,as i shifted in my seat uneasingly.

'still drinking the same drink,huh,' i forgot how untolerable this man was so attempted to brace myself. 'god, i remember that's all you'd drink on nights out i guess some things never change.'

i chuckled tensely, 'haha, um i guess so,' i paused, recollecting my thoughts, 'but a lot has also changed since then.'

'oh yeah,' his voice deepned slightly, 'moved on pretty quick to your hotshot, hollywood pretty boy.' he chuckled, his voice rather stern and aggravated, coming out like a somewhat scowl.

i uncomfortably shifted my gaze elsewhere, taking a large sip of my drink.

'speak of the devil,' he pointed towards the room evan previously resided in, i whipped my head around to a rather aggravated looking evan. 'have fun with that.' my ex muttered smugly, taking a full body glance at me, practically gawking at me like a fool-to which i scoffed.

i practically ran to evan, 'thank god you're back,' i giggled relieved, although evan did not seem humoured at all by my remark.

'we're leaving,' his tone was harsh and coarse, unlike his usual8ly bubbly self.

'don't you have more press stuff to do, the awards haven't even fini-'

before i could even finish my sentence, he grabbed my hand assertively, 'it doesn't matter, we're leaving.' i traipsed behind him, confused by the rapid change in emotion, what was possibly wrong with him.

we walked to the car parked practically in silence, which remained until i innevitably became fed up by the odd tension flooding the air, 'whats wrong, ev?' i placed a hand on his thigh comfortingly, to which he swatted away.

he scoffed slightly, 'don't be like that y/n,' he paused, taking a deep breath in attempt to console himself, ' i was gone literally 5 minutes.'

i raised an eyebrow, confused by his aggravation,'huh, what do you even mean?' i was truly puzzled by what it meant, until it hit me..was he jealous?

'omg evan,' i giggled, 'it's not what you're thinking at all,'

he scoffed, 'don't play games with me, i know who he is,' he knew him? was all i could think. 'he's your ex right?'

'yeah, but we've discussed this before he's vile and despicable,' i paused 'y'know i only have eyes for you.'

'well you might, but he certainly didn't,' he jeered, 'he was practically oggling you, his eyes were pretty much out of his head like a stupid cartoon character.'

'he wasn't.' i said in dismay, to which evan grimaced.

'oh him undressing you with his eyes, wasn't oggling you,' he questioned, to which i sat timidly in silence with no response to give, 'that's why i have a plan, get in the backseat, i'll show him the only man that gets the view he clearly is so desperate for.'

this took me by surprise, but i did as instructed.

he pushed me down rather roughly onto all fours in the back seat, before quickly coming behind men trailing his hands down my back. he neared close to my hear, his body pressed up against mine, he pushed my hair to the side roughly marking my neck, 'eva-evan we're gonna get caught, we can-'

this only made him kiss my neck harder, causing a moan to escape my lips, 'i bet you wouldn't mind,' he muttered, 'especially that greasy fucking bartender, huh?'

'no evan, you h-have the wrong idea,' my breath hitched as he began to slowly pull the bottom of my dress up

'oh do i?' he mocked, 'well either away, you're gonna go back by my side and he's gonna know exactly who gets to have you, fuck you and love on you.'

he pushed my panties to the side, using his ring and middle finger he began to tease my entrance, 'fuck, you're so wet,'he paused basking in glory, 'and who got you like that pretty girl?'

'y-you, only you evan. i stammered, god he was so fucking hot when he was jealous.

'good girl,' he grunted, slipping his two fingers into me, slowly but becoming increasingly more rapid, only intensified by him playing with my clit, 'he'd never please you like i do.'

i smirked softly, i hadn't ever seen him jealous, but it only turned me on, i became even more slick beneath his touch.

'evan, fuck me please.' i whimpered in pleasure.

'eager,aren't we?' he chuckled, but i could hear him slowly unbuckle his trousers, he pulled his boxers down his boner practically bursting out, he began to gently pump his hard dick in his hands, 'you ok?' he checked, i nodded in reassurance, even in a caught up moment of jealousy he still was so considerate.

'ok, pretty girl,' his voice deep and raspy, causing me to become even more turned on by him, practically leaking over his cock, as he began to slowly thrust in and out of me, leaving me at a loss for words, he had never fucked me quite like this so i simply allowed myself to be consumed in the moment, not saying a word, allowing my moans and whimpers of pleasurre.

evan quickly fastened his pace, his hands on my hips, 'fuck you feel so good,' his words of affirmation caused me to rock my hips back, so he could fuck me even harder, to which he grunted.

he slyly took his left hand and began to rub circles on my clit, causing my hips to buck backwards into him, which made him grunt.

he fastened his speed as he felt my walls clench tightly around hid length , 'evan im gonna-'i whimpered, being fucked blind practically, struggling with a sudden inability to speak as the waves of pleasure consumed me.

'you're gonna what,baby?' evan grunted, thrusting slightly slower, his cock throbbing inside me, he was on the verge of coming too.

'come on, use your words,' he spat slightly irritated, 'you were all talk with that guy earlier, tell me what you want and i'll give it to you.'

'evan please,' i practically begged, 'help me cum.'

'that's all you had to say,' he smirked as he rubbed my clit with more agression.

'argh fuck, omg,' i moaned, as my slick practically leaked from me, i was in a state of pure ecstasy as i finally came under his simple touch.

'i bet he couldn't make you cum like that,' he sniggered.

'no one ever could.' i panted, slowly retrieving my breath, tying up my hair which had become stuck to my back.

'but before we go back in again, can you do one thing?' he questioned, as he continued to slowly stroke his member.

'mhm,' i moaned, knowing exactly what he wanted.

i crawled over to him, slowly stroking his cock, 'fuck,' evan grunted, 'please don't tease me anymore, just take it.'

i nodded my head in compliance, slowly beginning to take his length in my mouth, i bobbed up and down whilst simultaneously playing with his balls, i could tell he was near an orgasm. so i began to focus on his tip. i circled his tip with my tongue,looking up at him his dark eyes fixated on mine as he roughly tugged my hair, 'such a good girl,' he praised,cupping my face with his other hand. causing me to have to look up at him.

within a few seconds he began to slowly thrust his hips forward, his body tense and rigid, desperate for a release, he pul my hair as he fucked hard into my throat, causing me to slightly gag at the abruptness of his action, 'fuck i'm gonna cum,' i could tell he didn't even have to say it. it was only moments later, after i gave him my approval, he came in my mouth.

'omg.' i began to wipe my mouth, he had made such a fucking mess, however that was nothing compared to the sight i came to view in the car mirror, wow.

my hair which was previously perfectely styled, was now a mess, more parts than others. my skin extremely dewy from the sweat on my face, i looked a complete state.

'i can tell you're overthinking, you look beautiful, come on.' he kissed the soft spot on my neck, leaving a deep mark on my collarbone, which could only slightly visible no matter what i did, as he cooed to me smugly, 'now let's go back in.'

he had a huge smirk on his face, as we both quickly readjusted ourselves. he took my hand, as i raked a hand through the mess of my hair managing to somewhat tame it as we entered the venue. as we stepped inside evan murmured against my neck, 'don't fix up too much, i want him to know what i do to you.' as he took my hand guiding us over to the bar, us both taking a seat, his hand resting on my thigh, 'we can always go for round 2 in the bathroom,' he murmured just loud enough for me to hear it, causing me to become flustered under just his words and my imagination of what was to come.