#bj hunter

[nikkitheduck]

nopixel fanart over the year

[hisokakissmeplz]

Hisoka x insecure reader

Someone asked for this but I cannot find it anywhere sorry

Not proofread (when are they ever?)

Hisoka knew how insecure you were. He knew how flustered you would get and he knew how your hands would shake and your palms would get sweaty and how your heart would beat faster.

Yet here you were, about to try on the outfit he had just gotten you. He insisted you try it on immediately and took a seat on the edge of the bed as you walked off to the bathroom to change.

Holding up the skimpy lingerie he had picked out you could feel your heartbeat pick up. You and Hisoka has been intimate countless times before but this was different. It's was still kinda light out and he was out there waiting to see you.

You swallowed down your nerves and begin to slip on the light material. The cool air tickled your bare skin and made you shiver even more as you nervously reach for the door handle and twisted it.

Stepping out slowly till you were right in front of him you shut your eyes tightly and held your breath, waiting for his reply.

Nothing came. Which made you even more nervous until you felt his arms wrap around you and pull you into a hug from behind.

Hisoka arms held you tightly as he leaned into your ear and whispered.

"You look even better than I'd imagined, love."

His words did help calm you a little bit, but you were still embarrassed by the thin material wrapped around your body.

He kissed down your neck to your shoulders, whispering sweet nothings against your skin and then back up till he reached your face.

"Please Darling, let me have you?"

His voice rang sultry through your ears and sent shivers through your spine. He kissed at your jaw and bit softly.

You nodded gently and leaned into his touch. He spun you around to face him before kissing you passionately and and shoving you gently onto the bed.

He trailed soft kisses down your body slowly. Taking his time with each one, being sure to leave big purple and reddish marks all down your body.

"So beautiful, baby."

His breath fanned across your navel and you shivered again. Pushing him up slightly to stand as an idea popped into your head.

He watched you with close eyes as he lifted up to give you space, his hands still tracing your sides.

Hisoka watch with an excited glint as you slowly slithered onto your knees in front of him.

He leaned down, planting a soft kiss across your lips before standing back up straight and letting his hands trace down to his pants.

He undid them slowly, purposely slow.

"Hiso, you're teasing me."

He smirked down at you and his hands seem to slow even more.

"Oh am I~?"

He finally undid his pants and slipped a hand into your hair.

"Didn't realize you were so eager."

He grabbed your hair, tugging gently as his nails scratched your scalp lightly. His other hand pulled down his boxers letting his dick spring out.

You took it with both hands and began to work, slowly licking and kissing all the sensitive spots you had memorized. You pulled back before kissing the tip and he groaned in pleasure.

"And yet I'm the tease?"

His voice was softer now. You looked up and nodded, a soft smile on your face as you did so.

You went back to work on his dick, taking it into your mouth slowly and pulling back again. Starting to bob your head as he moaned out.

His moans and praises always reassured you. He was loud and you knew the neighbors could hear, of course Hisoka didn't care though. He was proud of you and the fact that you were making him feel so good. Having such a handsome man being so proud of you as a partner was an ego boast to say the least.

You rolled your tongue over a sensitive vein and he practically roared. You would've smiled at the sound if you lips weren't already busy wrapped around his fat cock.

He tugged at your hair, encouraging you to keep going as he almost whinned out his begs and praises.

'you're so good. fuck you're so good with your mouth. God, I could fuck your tight little mouth all day, please baby keep going. I'm almost there, please love.'

Finally he finished down your throat and whimpered softly as you swallowed around his sensitive dick.

You wouldn't have to feel insecure for long around Hisoka.

[ofyorkshire]

All my love for BJ committing to the bit of being evasive and vaguely mysterious whenever he's asked questions.

"What's your name?" / "No names."

"Where are you from?" / "I'm a space invader."

"Why me?" / "You came so highly recommended."

"Where do you want to meet?" / [makes detective run in circles and jump through several hoops just to have him pick him up in their car, drive to a new location, and give them 2 pieces of information that answers 1 question and begs at least 4 more]

[spots bj and just THINKS about asking him a question but makes the fatal error of looking away for .5 seconds] / [immediately vanishes]

I get why he's like this but it's so funny to think about from the receiver's POV.

That's my baby! Give them everything and nothing at the same time! Make them wonder if you're real or just a figment of their dwindling sanity!

[everythingdaisyjohnson]

daisy johnson caps - 427/∞

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* BONUS TRACK: 

bora bill - BIU DO PISEIRO

pronta pra trair - YASMIN SANTOS

[rjptalk]

SINGING IN THE RAIN

For those who need rain and for those who do not have enough, here are my top ten #rain songs. #Climate #Weather

While a few places are getting too much rain, others are in desperate need due to our overheated planet. Here are some rain songs to help you through. This list appeared last year on SERENDIPITY. My Top 10 “Rain Songs,” by Rich Paschall Summer rain may be tapping at your window, or not. It’s been pretty dry here. So we need some musical encouragement. Before you can step out of a rainbow or…

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Being Jake Sully’s Babygirl

Fic description: 18 + minors DNI!! Domestic life with your husband, Jake, has never been better. He was Toruk Makto, and even, he needed someone to care for him after a long day in the forest. Dom!jake Sully, subby!fem reader, breeding kink, service kink, corruption / innocence kink, daddy kink, size kink, bj, lil bit of age gap (dilf Jake!)

It was almost eclipse, the sun and moon meeting to form a golden halo in the Pandoran sky. You loved domestic life with your mate. Before you met him, you were just incomplete, both emotionally and physically. Who knew you had such an urge to be cared for, to be doted on, I mean it was predictable, you were just so helpless on your own!

You grew up in the Omaticaya as amongst the slowest and one of the weakest, you could never be taronyu, hunter, although you did have your own ikran. You were a healer instead, and vowed to yourself to never associate with men who are taronyu. You feared they would soil your good nature. You feared them, you were a gentle little thing that should just keep to the healers. That changed when Jake Sully came around.

His (previous) human nature puzzled you, yet that was what you loved about him. He was so brave, not afraid, he had a strong heart! You knew that you’d do anything for him, and that he felt the same. He vowed to you, to always protect and care for you, as your mate, when the two of you finally mated under the tree of voices. 

He stayed true to that vow. He woke you this one morning, his large hand rubbed gentle circles in your back as you woke up to look at him. “What is it, ma Jake?,” you murmur sleepily, making grabby hands at him, the secret sign the two of you had for a kiss. He chuckles and obliges, leaning in to kiss you gently. “I have a big hunt today with the war party. Just wanted to let you know, ma muntxate.” You are concerned. “Ma Jake. You won’t get hurt, right?,” your doe eyes stare back into his. 

“God damn. She’s gonna be the death of me,” Jake thinks to himself, as he thinks of ways to reassure his mate. “I won’t, ma yuey. I am Olo’eyktan, don't you worry. I’ll think of you on the hunt.” You smile, a sigh of relief. “I’ll miss you, ma Jake. Don’t know what I’ll do without you,” you say, as you reach up to cling onto him for a bit. That was one of your favorite things to do, was to just stay wrapped up in his big, strong arms. It was the safest place in the world for you!

“You’ll hurry back soon, ma Jake?,” you ask innocently. Jake chuckles. What he wouldn’t do to just miss the hunt entirely so he can stay home and fuck you until you couldn’t walk. Obligations as Olo’eyktan called. “I Will, don’t you worry, sweetheart. You just stay home today, ok? No going out into the forest or nothin.’,” he chides at you. God, he was so overprotective, and you loved it!! 

You agree, he gives you another quick kiss before he gets his weapon and sets off on his ikran to meet the others in the war party, they were at the edge of the forest. You decide to tidy up around the hut for him, but not before getting dressed for the day. 

You opted with a lovely blue-green bead top, with a shell necklace and a few pink feathers for your hair. You felt the hut would look a little better with some flowers inside, so you went out into the forest to find some. Jake usually scolded you if you went out by yourself, for some reason, that made you feel more love for him. You scatter the blue-green petals and leaves all over the hut. 

Next is dinner. Usually, Jake was the one bringing it back to you, but you couldn’t wait for all the praise that was to come if you made him something. You loved it when he praised you, it made you feel so warm and fuzzy!! You went out to pick out some teylu worms, and made a little fire to cook them over. After they were cooked, you put them on a leaf with some flowers scattered over it, and left it wrapped up in the hut. He needed rest too, after all. The fact that he had ten years on you didn’t help, either. He wasn’t that young anymore, and you just wanted to take care of him, like a good little house mate should! 

Eclipse was starting. He will be back soon. For the finishing touches, you wrapped a few leafs around your hips, a makeshift shirt. You knew this was similar to what humans wore. Maybe your mate will like it. You hear the screech of his ikran outside. He was back. You quickly unwrap his dinner, and scatter over to the door to wait for him.

 You hear him climb up the tree, using his muscles to drag up whatever he got from the hunt. He walks through the doorway, slamming a hexapede wrapped in a large jungle leaf onto the floor. “Hey, sweetheart. Had a good day?,” he asks, with a bit of pep to his tired voice. “Yes, ma Jake. I did,” you slyly remark, coming up to him, so he could get a full view of you. He raises his thin eyebrows, yellow eyes hungrily gazing over your decorated little body. 

“Got all dolled up f’me, sweets? You look fuckin’ adorable. C’mere,” his large arms open up to you, which you gladly run into. His fingers tilt your chin up, keeping your head in place as he gives you a long, sweet kiss, which you gladly accept. “What’s all this, huh?,” your mate teases, his smile growing wider as he takes a look around the marui hut. “Did this for you, ma Jake. Want to take care of you. Make you feel good. It is what humans call, a housewife?,” you say, innocently, with a hint of confusion. 

Jake grunts again, his ears folding back, his tail erratic, matching yours. “Is something wrong, yawne?,” you ask. You wonder if you did something wrong. He was supposed to like this! You quickly think of what to do next, since it looked like he did not like your little surprise for him. Jake chuckles, his voice a bit deeper than before. “No, sweetheart. I’m just a lil’ shocked you did this all f’me. You wanna be my housewife huh? Little wife, mate, to take care of her warrior when he needs it?,” he coos at you, his voice slow, deep. You nod quietly as he walks over to the far end of the hut, sitting down, his hands working quickly to untie his loincloth. 

His cock springs up to attention, a large vein on the side pulsing, had you drooling at the sight. “You gonna listen to daddy?” You nod eagerly. “Good girl. Now crawl on over to me, princess,” your mate says as he taps his lap, his cock all angry and waiting for you!! You drop down onto your knees, he smirks, watching you like a predator watches his prey, as you begin to slowly make your way over to him. 

Your dainty little hands grab his large, blue thigh, as you reach his lap, waiting for his next command. “Want y’a to give Daddy’s cock here a nice lil massage, yeah, kid? Nice and gentle.” You nod, the sight of his cock just made you so,so, squirmy! You arch your back, lowering your head so his pulsing cock is at eye level. You reach out your hand to cup his balls gently, you just couldn’t wait to see them swell!!

You use both your palms to cup his balls, you bring your lips down to give them a little kiss <3 after that, moving up to give his cock a few kisses as well,  your tongue tracing that vein on the left of the shaft. You hold eye contact with him, his yellow eyes dilated, his broad chest heaving. “God damn. That’s a good girl,” he lets out a low chuckle, with a hint of a purr. He only purred when he was with you, and you were so lucky to see this side of him. 

His hand, as large as your entire face, comes down to stroke your cheek and rub your head a bit. He was pleased. Good. You just wanted to love on your mate!! “Fuck. How’d I get so lucky, huh? Got a sweet lil’ thing like you around to keep me young.” You nod, giddy with a huge smile adorning your face. You could take his cock all day, only if he’d let you.

One thing you loved about being his mate was the age difference. Jake had around fifteen years on you, his voice was so much deeper than the Na’vi men your age, you loved his stocky arms, you’d sometimes nuzzle your head into his neck, his large head, chiseled jawline!! Younger Na’vi men had none of that. Most essentially, they never had that caring, guiding, almost dad-like way to them. Jake did. Ever since the two of you mated, Jake knew that he had to protect you, love and dote on you. You were his sickeningly sweet and helpless other half. You were his babygirl, and he’d kill for you. 

Your mind drifted back to your most important object that you presently had to attend to. Your mate’s twitching cock. You scoot forward on your knees, folding your legs under you and opening your mouth. Jake chuckles. “There’s a good girl. Didn’t even have to tell you, and you’re already on your knees f’me. Open up, sugar.”

He stands up, towering over you as the leaking tip of his cockhead pushes past your wet, blue lips. You close your lips around it, sucking gently, your tongue traces around the entire tip itself!! His cock just was so big compared to your mouth. You started to gag a bit, but you held those tears back, you didn’t want to disappoint your mate. He only deserves the best, after he spent such a long day in the forest.

 “Aww. Too big f’ ya?,” he taunts. You quickly shake your head, afraid to disappoint him. “That’s what I thought, girl. You got me all nice and wet. Want you on the bed though, sugar,” he condescendingly notes at you, tapping on the mat the two of you slept on, as if he was calling on some kind of pet. 

You quickly move to the hut. It was routine --- you knew what to do. Jump on, on your back, legs open, face forward. Jake slowly moves in, a predator admiring his meal. You feel a little shy, a little vulnerable, you always did when he simply stared at you like that. “Hey.” 

Your eyes quickly moved onto him. “Eyes on daddy, sweetie.” You do as said. “There ya go. Not that hard, is it?,” he asks, cool and collected. 

You nod -- slow, like a scared little lamb. Your small hand coming up to trace patterns on his stomach, toned, with a bit of pudge to it. His broad chest, sometimes you wondered how many stripes he had on him. Those wide, stocky, veiny arms always distracted you, though. It did not help that those same arms were gripping your hips, squeezing your plush, little, body. 

“Fuck, sweetie. Gotta be in you.” He teased you, you shuddered, as he moved in between your legs, swiftly lifting your thighs to drape over his shoulders, with no effort at all. “Open up f’daddy, sweetheart,” he coos at you, as his cock pushes into your dripping, sopping cunt, his throbbing length filling you up, so, so, sweetly!! His now swollen balls lightly touch upon you as he begins to thrust, at first slowly. 

You had your eyes closed for a second. “D’aww. Daddy’s cock too much for his little mate? Eyes open. Don’t make me tell you again.”  A threat. He was in a certain mood. You were there for him to use. You quickly open your eyes to see him towering over you, grunting as he works you to orgasm. You were just his little house mate after all, and you should not have to do any of the work here. Here, he takes care of you!!

One of his large hands comes to pin yours down onto the mat, effectively restraining you. You try to wiggle free, yet his grip was tight, like molded metal. You knew — whenever he had you pinned like this, it was some of his predatory instincts shining through. It just made you even wetter. 

“Daddy…,” you wail out, as he starts pushing in and out of you, at a faster speed, his cock sending you into another world!! He buries his face into your neck, you feel his sharp fangs graze your shoulder slightly, biting down. His grunts turn to growls, hisses, your moans into little yelps and squeals. He was in control as a hunter in the forest, he was in control here, as your mate, your daddy, who took care of you, loved on you, and at the same time drove you insane with his special way of looking after you!! 

“Yeah, sweetie. Lie there and take it. Daddy’s almost done, yeah? Taking this cock like the perfect little girl you are, yeah?,” he grunts out, you feel him twitching inside you. “Want your knot! Ma Jake, please!!,” you beg him. He growls in response. You only were so pathetic for him. Just for him. Your man. He brought you over the edge, along with him. The both of you were so distracted by each other: ears folded back, tails erratically swishing, like two animals in heat, that Jake ended up giving you his knot. 

You felt it swell inside you, basically it was just an evolutionary safeguard — making sure his cock stayed in you for quite some time. Making sure you were bound to carry his child. 

“God damn,” he huffs out, a bit less delirious than he just was. “Gave you my knot, sweet thing. Looks like every Na’vi in this damn village is gonna know who y’a belong to, huh, girl?,” he softly says, as his lips give you a few pecks on your cheek, his hand cradling your face now.  “Yes, ma Jake. I’m yours,” you sweetly purr back at him. You lay your head on his chest after he has flipped the two of you over. Your ear against his squishy (but firm!) chest, you hear his slow, deep purrs compared to your faster ones.

He had his baby girl all knotted under him, he came home after a tough day in the forest to be comforted by the soft womb of his mate. She was so unlike him, and that made his attachment to her grow stronger, every day. 

She felt the same, she loved having a big, strong warrior to provide for her!! She loved that she was going to have this big, strong warrior’s child soon, too.

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imagines/thirsts♡

mating press with your faves.

fucking in public with your faves

alleyway sex with Dr. ratio as a ghost -☾

appreciation post for my lovely fans

jingyuan and bladie pregnant with your kid

fucking stripper blade

cum filled jingyuan yummy

blade would love being degraded ngl

sunday and his wings

sunday is so bbg its unreal

aventurine with petnames

thinking abt fucking sunday so hard he breaks

luocha and his childbearing hips

overstimulating aventurine

breeding gallangher

demolishing vs kissing, which hsr men deserves which?

big breast gallagher

sam with a robot pussy

aven x s/o who's wary of risks

stellaron hunter reader x aven

ratio and his stupid biceps

caressing ratio in his bathtub

crossdressing with aven!!

stellaron hunter reader with self aware and very stressed aven

bodyguard reader except its ratio x r and not aven x r

stellaron hunter reader staring at aven's cat cakes

aven and the cake cats

simple drabble from anon!

kafka's former partner! stellaron hunter turned bodyguard reader x aven

aven x reader angst :((

boothill with reattachable cock and pussy

boothill and rearranging his guts

sunday thought

giving ratio a bj and then fucking him

corrupting virgin Sunday (not really)

gentle sex with Dan heng

gallagher x mixologist reader

soft yan! sunday

nobu being horny for blade

headlock with aven

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Kaveh with puppet reader ✶ ✉ ⓗⓞⓝⓚⓐⓘ ⓢⓣⓐⓡ ⓡⓐⓘⓛ ✧

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Dr ratio with quantum tentacles ☾

Bathtub sex with Dr. ratio

vibrator with dr ratio ☾

dr ratio being fucked silly while reading

using the entanglement reaction to your advantage on veritas [unknown anon]

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Breaking blade till he can’t think

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hate? sex with aventurine fucking the jealousy out of aventurine fingering aventurine till he begs instead of sending flowers come back to me. pet names during sex with him size diff with afab! Aven unrealistic sex with aven

a little gamblin' is fun when you're with me. pt.1✶ dont know if you love me or want me dead. pt.2✶ when you call my name through them there will be no answer. bad ending.✶ and he looks perfect, I don't deserve this. good ending.✶

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➳ Which god should you turn to for solace?

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sunday allowing you fuck him during your mating season ☾

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welt with taller reader

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Wonka (2023) ✧

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Willy's first time Willy and chocolate cartel reader ♡

Other fandoms coming soon…

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Rants aventurine character study kavetham/haikaveh/al haitham + kaveh study

[charnelhouse]

Giving T'atha his first bj thoooo <3

A/N: Predator x Reader. Blood. BJs. Revenge vibes bc you got your ass kidnapped.

There would be no mercy for them. Not an inch.

T’atha curls his fingers around the handle of his blade. He would enjoy their blood. He’d wash himself in it. 

Oomans were so fragile. It was surprising they made such worthy prey, with their soft shells and delicate bone structure. If not for their intelligence and aptitude for technology, they would not be an object of such interest to his people. With each century, they grew bolder - occupying planets, filling the star systems with their ships and seeding the universe with their will to dominate. 

Now, they had insulted him beyond measure.

They had taken you. 

He had become frantic when he discovered you were missing. His infatuation was one that hindered him. He could not help it. He could not shrink his weakness for you and box it away. He was incapable of burying it and so he attempted to shut down everything, but the hunter inside of him.

He tracks it as he would any prey.

Stay sharp. Stay calm. 

When he boards their ship, he relies entirely on instinct. He takes no survivors.

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He finds you in a lab. Your eyes are wide as you stare at him. He is covered in blood that isn’t his. It’s red and sticky and his muscles are twitching from adrenaline. There’s flesh under his claws. He can hear your heart fluttering like bird wings. 

He cocks his head as he attempts to calm himself. His chest hitches. His breath is sharp and ragged. 

You run to him. 

Surprised, he allows it, opening his arms and hauling you flush to his body. You are small and yielding, your arms snag around his neck. You rub your face against his mask, nose at his locks. 

“Thank you,” you whisper and he feels your full mouth press against his shoulder. “I thought - I thought you wouldn’t come.”

He huffs. “I told you I would always come for you. You are mine.”

“Are they all dead?”

He grunts in confirmation. He left none alive. He enjoyed it a little too much - ripping out spines, tearing heads from necks, popping skulls. He purrs as you readjust your grip on him, embracing him more tightly. 

It takes him a moment to realize that he can smell you. There’s heat flushing your skin. He can taste your sweat and that musky tang of your arousal. He paws the back of your head possessively. “We must go,” he says though you are now rubbing against him. “What are-”

You drop to your knees and he immediately reaches for you, concerned. “Are you sick?” He scans your vitals with his mask, searches frantically for anything, but there is only your feverish blood racing through your veins. 

“I want to give you something.” you whisper, dragging your cheek up his thigh. Confused, he stands straight, his claws tracing the top of your scalp. Your fingers sneak beneath his armor and then you grasp him. 

He jerks, but does not step away. Instead, he watches you, dumbfounded. You stroke his length until he’s fully erect. You press and squeeze and yet he holds still. He focuses on his breathing. Surely - you wouldn’t hurt him? He does not know if you are merely preparing him to enter you. Slowly, you lean forward and take him into your mouth. 

He freezes. Your teeth are blunt as they scrape smoothly along the head of his cock. Your tongue is warm and wet as it flicks at the slit before you wrap it around him. His muscles lock up, he grips your head more firmly. He doesn’t think you’d bite him, but - 

You pop off of him, strings of spit tangling them together. “Relax,” you urge before swallowing him to the hilt.

It’s extremely pleasurable. You suction your mouth as you grasp his shaft. You fist him roughly before sucking the tip. You do this over and over again and he can feel his release building. It’s a sight. You on your knees and him coated in blood as you suckle and taste him. He flexes his hips, pushes a little deeper so that he hits the back of your throat. You nod, eyes flying up to meet his. Your lashes flutter, your cheeks widen as you stretch to accommodate him. 

His cock throbs, swells until it reaches his limit. 

“This,” he marvels. “This is…nice.”

He doesn’t know what else to say. It is foreign, but so intimate. 

His release is close. His balls tighten up, his pleasure coils before bursting and he forgets to warn you. Instead, he spurts into your mouth, filling it up until your eyes water. You swallow it and then gasp for air. Your nails bite into his thighs as you rest your cheek against his softening cock. 

He’s speechless. 

He bends down and lifts you into his arms. He cradles your cheek as he would a fragile fragment of bone. “I will please you for that,” he husks. “You will not leave my bed until I do.”

[chosoloz]

𓈒 ۫ ᧔ ᧓ ָ֢ muryo! ☕ ۫ 𖹭 ︵

🐈‍⬛ . . ! ♡ he/him , 9teen . ͏͏͏ ͏

♩⠀bttm , male reader ⠀ׂ ⠀ ㅤ᳥ ⁽ ´ ` ᳥ ᪲⁾

⌯ ABOUT ME .ᐟ

hi hi! i mainly post my works on ao3 (which are all just ship content) but the lack of male readers there makes eughh! the amount of female reader works i’ve resorted to reading is uncountable at this point so of course, i’m gonna start writing for myself. dw, i take requests just check my rules before you do! [a simple side note; i do also write dark content, i will be tagging it as such but just a slight heads up] "૮₍ •⤙•˶...

i am also absolutely up for moots !! i barely have any friends but you can chat or send me an ask if you wanna become moots with me; i probably like almost everything on the internet but just for conversation starters, here are my interests ::

⌯ ANIME/MANHWA.

saiki, jujutsu kaisen, blue lock, chainsaw man, lookism, manager kim, he is a high school girl, s-rank class i raised, quest supremacy, viral hit, true education, madoka magica, one piece, haikyuu (still on season one), when the killer falls in love, my father-in-law is my wife, killer peter, hunter x hunter, bleach, bungou stray dogs, kotaro lives alone, etc, etc..

⌯ BL’S.

dangerous convenience store, dear door, black mirror, double trap, kill me if you can, dreadful night, the pizza delivery man and the gold palace, the pawns revenge, bj alex, shutline, the best luck of my life, topsy-turvy, taming the tiger, stranger, crucial point, punch drunk love, etc, etc. (get out of here with codename anastasia, roses and champagne and jinx cause y'all fucked in the head 🗣️)

⌯ CHARACTER I KIN.

shoko, megumi, hange, saiki, reo, tenya, kaminari, atsushi, daniel park, hobin.

have fun reading my works 😜 !!

[tra1nchi]

have you considered brador from bloodborne... a mysterious assassin wearing a beasthide with a sadistic side...,, i bet he fucks feral and hard (⁠●⁠♡⁠∀⁠♡⁠) he even lives in a jail cell full of chains and beds for kinky fun (⁠〃ﾟ⁠3ﾟ⁠〃⁠) what could he possibly do to us.,??

bttm!male reader please and thank you (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

what he did to my boy Simon will never be forgiven 😔 MINORS DNI!! Bttm male reader,,rough sex,,chained up,,Bj,,

The only thing on your mind was revenge,,you were a hunter of the beasts at heart and never liked killing your fellow man,,maybe the blood was corrupting your mind,,you knew who killed him,,

Finally managing to break your way into his jail cell,,Bradors smile was one of amusement as he tilted his head at the sight of you flushed with anger,,the jagged horns of the scalp he wire on his head showed who he really was,,

"You found me quite fast dear hunter" He stood up and as you took a step back,,he grabbed your cloak and shoved you down against one of the many broken and rotting beds,,you stared into the eyes of the man who killed your friend before his arm lifted and your vision grew dark,,

When you awoke again your arms were chained,,your cleaver and gun were no where in sight but your dick felt warm and wet,,being naked and strewn up in the air was not a good look for you!!

You felt bradors mouth leave your cock,,he still had the beasts scalp in his head but his clock was removed,, "there you are, I hope you had a nice nap." He coos!! His hands moving down your quivering thighs,,your arms trembling from holding up your weight!!

"I've seen you talk with...him and I couldn't help myself, sweetheart." He spits out,,his hands gripping onto your thighs,,his hands moving over the prick marks created by the blood vials,,

Even as you tried to fight him off,,his fingers moved up towards your hole,,roughly making their way inside without preparation!! "Such a pliant little thing, are you sure you're a hunter?" He muses,,looking up at your hanging form with a cruel grin!! >□<

Eventually letting you down from your restraints but only shoving you against one of the many beds,,shoving himself inside without warning as he leans down close your ear,,the fluff of the cleric beast rubbing against your skin,,"Maybe we should stay in this cell together, what do you say love?"

His manic chuckles echoed through his open cell as it soon dawned on you that you were stuck with him for the rest of the nightmare,,atleast you had someone capable of protecting?

[ofyorkshire]

"I just want them to stop!" "Help me." "No! They'll kill me!" "I'll fucking kill you!"

robert sheehan and paddy considine in red riding 1980

[everythingdaisyjohnson]

daisy johnson caps - 406-407/∞

[skywlker-sluvtt]

𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

welcome to my first ever kinktober! its about to get nasty in here so get ready sluts. 16 days because i don't trust myself at all to do a whole 31. fics vary in length, honestly depends how motivated i was the day i wrote it. i really hope you guys enjoy, I'm very excited for it. thanks for all the support 💕

PSA: YALL WE MAKIN THIS KINKVEMBER ATP I WILL SERVE I PROMISE

kinktober taglist forum: right here

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1.10 anakin + somnophilia

3.10 luke + pegging

5.10 cody + thigh riding

7.10 anakin + phone sex/pillow fucking

9.10 hunter + breeding

11.10 obi wan + cockwarming

13.10 anakin + choking/praise

14.10 wolffe + primal play

16.10 fives + handcuffs/orgasm denial

18.10 luke + overstimulation/begging

21.10 anakin + sensory deprivation/wax play

23.10 rex + thigh job

25.10 anakin + edging/guided masturbation

27.10 anakin + toys/anal play

29.10 luke + spanking

31.10 anakin + sex tape/rough bj

[starrylothcat]

just read your drabble with hunter and ASDFGHJKL; my brain has stopped working (in the best way possible) so if you're still taking asks from the prompt list then #5 with Fem reader and Rex?

Thank you for the wonderful prompt! 😈

I think my brain stopped while writing this one! I’ve received a handful of requests and been having a blast writing them. Feel free to send some in from the spicy prompts linked below.

“I’m literally naked on your bed and you’re talking about work?” with Rex x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, 18+. BJ inbound. 😏

Word Count: 1,000ish (oops haha)

Spicy Prompts

Rex sighed as he walked out of the refresher, just a towel wrapped around his delicious, tanned waist. You were in bed under the covers stark naked, waiting for him. 

Rex was continuing on with his story about Fives almost blowing their cover on a mission while digging in the drawer for his sleep clothes. “Mmmhmmm…” You said, removing the covers to show off your bare breasts, waiting for him to turn toward you. 

Rex turned and was looking right at you, still engrossed in telling his story. You raised your eyebrows, nodding, Rex still not getting the picture. Rex grumbled as he removed his towel, also stark naked, continuing his rant.

“And then, to make matters worse, General Skywalker changed our plan completely, the strategy I worked so hard on! It was flawless��” Rex rubbed his face with his hands, turning away from you again to continue digging through his drawers for sleep clothes.

“I’m sorry, Rex. Is there any way I can help you..destress?” You called seductively. 

You moved more of the sheets off you, now completely exposed, hoping when he turned to you again, he’d get the picture. 

You watched as he pulled on sleep pants and a shirt, muttering about changed plans and disobedient troopers.

 Rex turned, shaking his head, climbing into bed, laying down next to you. He was oblivious to the fact you were completely naked.

“Rex…”

Rex laid on his back, staring at the ceiling. “And THEN I get a kriffing comm from Fox that he arrested Jesse and Kix at 79s last night for being too rowdy. Where does Fox get off…?! You should have heard him, that smug di’kut…!” “Rex…”

“So now I have to deal with those reports, on top of figuring out punishment for Fives…” “Rex!”

Rex turned to you, his tired eyes meeting yours.

“I’m literally naked on your bed and you’re talking about work.” 

Rex blinked a few times, before you see his cheeks flush with embarrassment, realizing the situation. “Mesh’la…I’m so sorry…I…” Rex stuttered, finally taking in your form and what you obviously wanted.

You maneuvered on top of him. “Shh…it’s okay, love.” You whispered sweetly, pressing yourself down on his crotch, feeling him twitch beneath you. 

“It does sound like you’ve had a stressful day…” You kissed his jawline, your hands roaming underneath his sleepshirt, feeling his muscles flex beneath your fingertips. Rex let out a low sigh, his hands coming up to your hips, squeezing your soft flesh. “Can I help you forget?” Rex bucked up against you, his now  rigid cock rubbing against your already wet folds. “Please…I could use the distraction…” Rex rumbled. “Of course, Captain.” You purred, moving down his body until you were between his legs. You hooked your fingers in his sleep pants, tugging them down to his thighs, Rex lifting his hips so you could remove them completely.

Rex’s cock bounced out, hard and swollen, waiting for you and only you. 

You kissed the tip and Rex let out a long shaky breath. “You deal with so much…I’ll take care of you…”

You swirled your tongue over his velvety head, tasting his warm skin and precum that was already beading at the tip. 

Rex groaned, his hands clenching the sheets. You released his tip, kissed your way to the base of his cock, where you licked a long stripe back up to the top. 

Rex bucked, mumbling incoherent words as you did this a few times, coating his cock with your saliva, kissing up and down his shaft. “Please…I need…” Rex gasped, his knuckles white in the sheets. 

You hummed as you took his tip in your mouth again, gathering saliva and sucking. Rex let out a deep, guttural moan, his hands flying to your head as you took all of him in your mouth, feeling his head bump the back of your throat.

Rex cursed loudly, his fingers tangling in your hair, his grasp firm but gentle. You slowly bobbed up and down his cock, more curses leaving Rex’s mouth as you set a slow pace, gripping his thighs that were twitching under your hands. “Maker…mesh’la…I’m not going to…feel so good..” You glanced up at Rex, who was watching you with such an intensity you could feel your pussy clench as you continued to greedily slurp, hollowing out your cheeks and increasing your pace. 

You brought your hand to his base, beginning to work his hot cock with your hand and mouth.

Rex’s moans turned into desperate, deep growls in his chest as he could feel his release coming quickly.

Rex’s hands gripped your head harder, slightly tugging on your hair, his hips bucking up to match your pace. You could feel his cock swell in your mouth as his thrusts became erratic. “I’m going…I’m so close…justlikethat…”

The deliciously erotic sound of your slurping, your eyes looking back at him, and seeing your mouth stuffed with him sent him flying over the edge.

Rex let out a growling shout of your name, erupting inside your mouth, his eyes rolling back in his head. 

You could feel his hot release fill your mouth, swallowing every drop he gave you. You slowed your pace, but still sucked and swirled your tongue, letting him ride out your mouth until the end. You loved seeing him like this, completely undone and at your mercy. 

Rex patted at your head, your mouth now too much on his sensitive cock. You gave him one last lick at his tip, his body shivering at the overstimulation. 

You sat up, letting his cock out of your mouth with a soft pop, your lips swollen and shiny with saliva, some of his cum dripping down the side of your mouth. 

Rex was panting, still watching you intently, the sight of you igniting a new fire in his belly. “Still thinking about work?” You teased, licking the last bit of his cum off your lips. Rex sat up, caressing your face in a tender touch as he brought you in for a deep, loving kiss, tasting himself on your tongue.  “You’re too good to me…” He whispered against your mouth, his voice husky with desire. “Let me show you my thanks…”

Rex quickly and easily flipped you on your back, his mouth instantly on your aching cunt. He felt his cock hardening again as he lost himself between your legs, your cries and whimpers filling the room. 

He wouldn’t be thinking about work the rest of the night.

A/N: Rex deserves all the BJs.

Taglist: @523rdrebel @blueink-bluesoul @wanderer-six @king-chaos-world @the-cantina @dukeoftheblackstar @wolffegirlsunite @pb-jellybeans

[azure-firecracker]

My One Big Problem with Season 2

I touched on this in my Season 2 Review, but I wanted to take the opportunity to go more in-depth with it. As I said, I absolutely adored Season 2, but I took issue with the way it handled Scully and Mulder saving each other. As I’ve always said, mutual rescuing is my absolute favorite trope so long as it’s balanced. For all the things Season 2 did well, it absolutely fell short in terms of feeling balanced in that regard, and I (along with seemingly many others) ended the season frustrated, feeling as though Scully was always being snatched up and Mulder was always rushing to save her. I wanted to explore the ways in which Season 2 creates that impression (it’s not as simple as you might think!) and talk about what I think they could have done differently to avoid leaving this damsel-in-distress impression on so many viewers.

By the Numbers

For the purposes of this analysis, here are the times in Season 2 where Scully rescues Mulder (some of these are a bit ambiguous, so if you don’t count them, that’s totally valid):

Little Green Men

Red Museum

Excelsis Dei (this barely counts)

Aubrey

End Game

Anasazi

And here are the times where Mulder rescues Scully:

Duane Barry/Ascension/One Breath (technically he fails, but this arc is so instrumental to Scully’s damsel-in-distress vibe throughout the season that I had to include it).

Irresistible

End Game

Our Town

Now, if your viewing experience was anything like mine, these numbers will surprise you. I would have 100% guessed that Mulder’s numbers (as in, the number of times he saved Scully) would be higher. So clearly something is at play here besides just “number of times saved.” Let’s dig a little deeper, shall we?

Here is Mulder’s total time spent in peril throughout the season. This was a bit hard to quantify, as most of his times in danger are slow descents into trouble rather than abrupt transitions, so the moments when he goes from “not in danger” to “in danger” are a bit ambiguous. Take these numbers with a grain of salt.

Little Green Men (From the time he finds the body until Scully wakes him up): 08:40

Red Museum: 00:15 (!!!)

Excelsis Dei: 03:14

Aubrey (Including the time after Scully arrives before BJ drops the razor): 01:13

End Game (From the time the Alien Bounty Hunter starts beating him up until Scully begins her voiceover): 04:00

Anasazi (From the moment his dad is shot until he wakes up in New Mexico): 08:39

Total: 26:01

Average time per episode (out of all episodes in peril): 04:20

Here is Scully’s total time in peril. This was much easier to quanitfy. Since Duane Barry’s scene was more or less repeated in Ascension, I didn’t count it. I didn’t include One Breath in this calculation, but I wouldn’t fault you if you did.

Ascension: 45:10 (The whole episode!)

Irresistible: 06:37

End Game: 08:41

Our Town: 04:21

Total: 1:04:49 - A 149% increase from Mulder’s time!

Average time per episode in peril: 16:12 - A 274% increase from Mulder’s time!

I am aware that Ascension skews this last statistic, so if we exclude that entirely, Scully’s average time in peril per episode is 06:33 - still a 51% increase from Mulder’s time.

If we assume that every episode is 45 minutes long, this means that:

For every episode featuring Mulder in peril, he spends on average 9.6% of that episode actively in danger.

For every episode featuring Scully in peril, she spends on average 36% of that episode actively in danger (14.5% if you exclude Ascension entirely).

So despite technically being saved fewer times, Scully spends a lot more time actively in peril than Mulder does throughout the season, both in total and per episode featuring her needing rescuing, by a pretty significant margin. This is one of the major factors in my next point.

Central to the Episode

Let’s explore how relevant Scully and Mulder’s damsel-in-distress moments are to the episodes they feature in, as well as how that might impact our viewer perception of these moments, and the impressions they leave in our memory.

For Mulder:

Little Green Men: This is an episode about Mulder’s desperate search for the truth against all obstacles, and how Scully will continue to follow him even after they’ve been separated. While the Puerto Rican government is a looming threat, I wouldn’t consider this a “Mulder in danger” episode.

Red Museum: This episode features a VERY brief moment of Mulder in danger. You could remove the moment and the episode would change very little.

Excelsis Dei: Same as Red Museum.

Aubrey: Same as Red Museum and Excelsis Dei.

End Game: Given that Scully has to go searching for Mulder, this is probably the closest thing we get to a direct role reversal for them. I would call this a “Mulder in danger” episode, but I do have other issues with it which I’ll get into later.

Anasazi: Also a “Mulder in danger” episode, but I would argue that it’s just as much about the alien lore, the plot, and the mystery as it is about Mulder being in peril/needing saving.

Now for Scully:

Duane Barry/Ascension/One Breath: This is an entire arc about her being in danger. Her being in danger is the story.

Irresistible: This is an episode about Scully’s trauma and the emotional walls she builds up as a result. Her being taken is instrumental to the episode’s arc as well as her character development. It is the center of the episode.

End Game: You could rewrite this episode without her being kidnapped, but her kidnapping propels much of the episode’s plot. Many of the episode’s emotional threads are tied to her kidnapping and the resulting hostage exchange. It would be difficult to rewrite this episode without her kidnapping.

Our Town: You could rewrite this episode without Scully being taken, but her kidnapping is absolutely central to the episode’s climax rather than tangential.

So, in general, when Mulder is in peril, it is tangential to the episode’s plot (there are two exceptions: we’ll get there). When Scully is in peril, it is the episode’s plot. This creates a much stronger impression in the viewer’s mind, and makes us much more likely to remember these episodes and these damsel-in-distress moments for Scully rather than Mulder.

But this isn’t the only reason why these moments resonate so much more when they happen to our favorite medical doctor/FBI agent/badass. Which leads me to my next point…

Agency and Bodily Autonomy

Both Mulder and Scully’s moments in peril tend to follow trends, but these trends are often opposites of each other. You’ll see what I mean.

Here is what (generally) happens when Mulder is in danger:

He makes the choice to seek out the episode’s villain wherever they’re currently hiding out (Red Museum, Aubrey, End Game)

He either tells someone where he’s going (Red Museum, Aubrey) or he doesn’t (Little Green Men, End Game) Either way, it’s his choice.

He willingly enters a fight with the episode’s villain and is overpowered either very briefly (Red Museum, Aubrey) or maybe for a bit longer (End Game).

Even when overpowered, he usually maintains some level of bodily autonomy. The only exceptions are Little Green Men and End Game while he’s unconscious, but he maintains bodily autonomy up until that point.

The only significant exception to this formula is Anasazi.

Here is what (generally) happens when Scully is in danger:

She begins somewhere completely ordinary (her apartment, her car, a motel room, a civilian’s house).

She is forcibly taken from this ordinary place by the episode’s villain and moved somewhere else against her will. She doesn’t know where she is, and couldn’t tell someone where she’s going even if she wanted to.

Here are some images of Scully throughout season 2:

Wow, you think, she must be having a rough day. Wrong! These are from 4 separate episodes. Notice how her bodily autonomy is taken away in all 4 of these photos. Her hands are also bound in 3 of these, you just can’t see it.

So, to recap, Mulder usually has free choice when he seeks out danger, while Scully rarely does. Of course her work is dangerous, but the moments when she is in the most danger are never due to her own choices. And Mulder always maintains his bodily autonomy even when in peril, while Scully doesn’t. This creates the impression that she is in more danger, more in need of rescuing, more powerless, and less able to handle herself.

Not to be the loud feminist in the room (just kidding-always be the loud feminist in the room!), but when your female character is always the one having her choice and bodily autonomy taken away, you have a problem. And I didn’t even touch on what it’s implied she went through while she was abducted.

On the topic of trends…

Variety vs. Repetition

So despite the trends in Mulder’s damsel-in-distress moments that I just listed, there are also several differences. Let’s explore what technically happens to him in each instance.

Little Green Men: Encounters aliens in Puerto Rico and passes out while the military is coming to kill him.

Red Museum: Locked in the meat processing plant as it’s about to be set on fire.

Excelsis Dei: Locked in the bathroom filling with water.

Aubrey: BJ knocks him over and holds a razor to his throat.

End Game: Gets beaten up by the Alien Bounty Hunter, encounters an alien retrovirus, is left on the ice to freeze, and nearly dies from exposure to said retrovirus.

Anasazi: Starts acting irrationally due to drugged water and becomes a murder suspect. Is very nearly implicated in said murder, and it’s strongly implied that he would have died had he been convicted.

Now, there are patterns in here (as discussed above), but for the most part, these are different enough that they didn’t feel repetitive while I was watching. In fact, Red Museum, Excelsis Dei, and Aubrey are consecutive episodes, and I didn’t realize Mulder had been in danger 3 times in a row until I went back and reviewed the episode list.

Scully, on the other hand:

Duane Barry/Ascension/One Breath: Kidnapped by Duane Barry/aliens or maybe the government.

Irresistible: Kidnapped by Donnie Pfaster.

End Game: Kidnapped by the Alien Bounty Hunter.

Our Town: Kidnapped by Chaco and the cannibalistic cult.

*sigh* This would be laughable if it didn’t play so hard into the female character damsel-in-distress trope. Part of the reason it feels like Scully is in danger so much is because every time she is in danger it’s exactly the same (refer to the photos above again for more proof if you need it).

Another irritating thing about this is that Scully’s kidnappings get less necessary as they go along. So not only do viewers become sick of seeing the same thing over and over again, they also get annoyed because it didn’t need to happen and yet they’re seeing it again. At least, I did. To be clear on this:

Duane Barry/Ascension/One Breath: Necessary for offscreen reasons which trumps all else. We support maternity leave on this blog! I also read that Gillian Anderson went back to work very quickly, so even though I missed Scully during this arc, I wouldn’t have minded if had been longer solely for that reason.

Irresistible: A very important follow-up to Scully’s abduction. Was (in my opinion) crucial to Scully’s character arc. Maybe she didn’t need to get kidnapped, but the episode is much stronger because of it.

End Game: The point where I started to get annoyed. Central to the episode? Yes. Necessary from a writing standpoint? No.

Our Town: Now, they could have done another Irresistible-esque parallel here, but they didn’t. So I was left feeling like you could exchange Scully and Mulder’s roles and very little would change.

Suffice to say, I was very annoyed by the end of Our Town.

So, to recap what we have thus far:

Scully spends more time, overall and per episode, in danger than Mulder does.

When Scully is in danger, it is more central to the episode’s plot than when Mulder is in danger, making her moments in peril more memorable to the audience.

When Scully is in danger, she loses her agency and bodily autonomy, making her seem weaker in comparison to Mulder than she actually is.

Scully’s damsel-in-distress moments all follow the same pattern, making their repetition more noticeable than when Mulder is in danger multiple times.

There are, however, two exceptions to these rules. Let’s get into them.

End Game and Anasazi

As I said a while back, these are the season’s only two “Mulder in danger” episodes (in my opinion. You could make a case for Little Green Men, too).

To recap:

The Colony/End Game two-parter begins with Mulder dying in the hospital, and we spend the rest of the story figuring out how he got there. Scully has to use every resource in her arsenal to track him down (despite him actively trying to ditch her). She then rushes to Alaska, realizes he’s been exposed to the retrovirus, and basically brings him back from the dead all on her own.

Anasazi features an obviously unwell Mulder descending into madness, and we as viewers are right there with Scully as she tries to figure out what’s happening to him. She figures out that his water is being poisoned, shoots him to stop him from killing Krycek (which would have led to a murder conviction and probably death), and drives him to New Mexico, risking her career and probably her life.

Now, I don’t want to downplay the awesomeness of these moments, because they’re undoubtedly badass and fantastic! But there is a through line between them that gave me pause.

I’m sure many of us remember what Mulder says to Scully in Anasazi. But in case we’ve forgotten, here it is:

Thank you for taking care of me.

And that’s the commonality. In both of her biggest instances of saving Mulder, Scully fills the role of the caretaker in at least some capacity. When Mulder saves her, he usually has to chase after some bad guys with a gun in a more traditionally heroic style.

Now don’t get me wrong, I love Doctor Scully just as much as the next person, and I’m not even saying that one form of rescuing is inherently better than the other.

But when your male character is always being the traditionally heroic one and your female character is always caretaking in their most significant instances of saving one another…

Again, not to be the loud feminist in the room *waves in proud loud feminist*, but there’s some gender stereotypes at play there that I’m not the biggest fan of.

Don’t misunderstand me. I think that Scully, both as a character and as a female character specifically, is much stronger than these flaws. But that doesn’t mean I won’t point them out.

But Phoebe, What Should They Have Done Differently?

So glad you asked! Now, I’m not going to pretend I’m aware of all the network restrictions, budget stuff, external factors etc. that they were dealing with, but here’s a few ideas off the top of my head.

Now, I’m going to start this section by saying this: I am aware that Scully being repeatedly taken away was a major theme of this season. I don’t think that theme needs to disappear, but I think there are better ways of incorporating it than having her get kidnapped the same way four times.

I read this excellent post by @bakedbakermom about how every episode of S2 after Scully’s abduction is about her abduction in some way. I agree, and I think the show could have developed those parallels more overtly if they wanted to keep the theme of “there is this constant threat of Scully being taken away and what does it mean for our pair?” Here are some ways they could have done that:

More conversations like the one in Firewalker: Mulder wanting to protect Scully from everything, Scully insisting on going back anyway. There’s lots of good conflict there that could have led to some very tense episodes while still keeping the theme alive without Scully actually getting kidnapped.

Any one of the episodes could have been interspersed with abduction flashbacks or something of the like, further highlighting the parallels.

I am of the belief that Mulder needs to heal from the abduction trauma just as much as Scully, but in a very different way. You could have an episode where he sees another person he has to protect, there’s some sort of parallel and Scully knows why he cares so much. She tries to pull him back but all he remembers is her crying for help over the answering machine and he gets in too deep. That would have been such a good episode😫

And if you’re hell bent on putting Scully in danger, here are some new ways to do that:

Maybe she gets infected with a parasite thingy and she has to figure out how to cure herself and it brings up both her worst fears of being powerless and needing help and Mulder’s fears of not being able to help her.

Let her step into Mulder’s shoes! Maybe she meets someone whose trauma parallels her own and she gets too invested in helping them and she knows the risks but runs into danger anyway. Our girl can still have agency, even if she needs saving!

Maybe she chases some bad guys into the woods and gets knocked out or something and Mulder just kind of has to watch over her until help comes and it’s a good way to have her in danger plus Mulder angst without kidnapping her again.

And this doesn’t fit into the theme but for fuck’s sake, you can have the theme of Scully being taken and still let Mulder get kidnapped or be a traditional damsel-in-distress! It won’t ruin the theming! In fact, I think it would strengthen it. It would be an awesome Scully moment, and I think it would be an interesting character study, because Mulder is always so worried about Scully that he never stops to think about himself. Who knows how a brush with death like that would affect him? Or how having to rush after him while the clock is ticking would affect Scully? All would provide interesting perspectives on the season’s theme! (Plus, Anasazi confirmed to me that Mulder is such a good damsel-in-distress. It’s the puppy energy).

(Shameless self-promo time. I did write a fic switching Scully and Mulder’s roles in Our Town for this exact purpose. You can read it here on Ao3).

Like I said, I’m not saying the season needed to do all of these things, or even any of them. These are just some ideas, off the top of my head, of how they could have mixed it up a little. If you have more ideas, please share them with me! I’d love to hear!

Conclusion

So, I don’t hate the number of times Scully needs saving this season, but I do take issue with how it’s done. A little more variety, some more switching up Mulder and Scully’s roles, and closer attention to the gender stereotypes they were touching on, all would have made all the difference.

Like I said, I loved Season 2. So many things about it were wonderful, and like Scully, I think the season is stronger than its flaws. This was an in-depth analysis on where the season faltered (in my opinion) and what I might have done differently. It is not hate towards any of the X-Files writers, actors, crew, etc.

Now that I’ve gotten my thoughts out there, I would love to continue discussing this with all of you, so if you disagree with me and want to talk it out (respectfully!), or if you just have something to add, or if you just think I’m really smart and want to tell me (lol), feel free to leave a comment or reblog with your own addictions! I love nothing more than talking with y’all.

This is probably the longest meta I’ll do for a while, but I’m sure I’ll have more thoughts on the show once I enter Season 3. I’ll see you then:)