#but everyone acts like a euphoria character

[womenofwonder]

My hot take today is that the adults in Steven Universe act more like actual adults then the adults in anything Vivziepop made

[inkyquince]

cw. Baby trapping. Ranging from dub to noncon. Somnophilia, desperation versus spite. Pseudoincest because Morgan is Morgan.

Characters. Kylar, Avery, Harper, Morgan, Bailey, Whitney, Remy.

Baby traps you out of desperation:

Kylar. You can't leave him now, not ever! Not when you two are forever joined with the life growing inside of you. Would prick holes in the condoms you tell him to use, or just smears his own fingers with cum before fingering you greedily. Even crushes up fertility pills and puts them in your drink, watching you drink it down with wet, staring eyes. You wouldn't be allowed near anyone else the moment it's confirmed you're carrying his kid.

Avery. If you're leaving him before he leaves you. Leaving the town for university, leaving him for someone better off, or for love. You let him down easy, with a soft smile, and thank him for all the years of help. Help. What he had done for you reached beyond help. He was your saviour from god knows what. Anger burns in his veins but he just breathes low and even before asking if you want to have one last evening, just like the old times. How could you say no? You should have said no. You think it'll just be slow, soft, goodbye sex but the moment the handcuffs come out, you realise it won't be. In the hot tub, on the bed, against the balcony railing, Avery drills into you, slamming in deep with every thrust. You should have known to try and run when you reminded him of the condoms in his back pocket and he took them out just to throw them in the bin right in front of you. Cums deep inside of you every time, groaning into your neck. Dawn slips in through the curtains and Avery lights another cigarette before looking at your spent body next to him. Do you think your had any future now, with anyone or anything else, when swollen with a child?

Harper. You were going to be released. After so much time together at the asylum, you'd leave the intimate nest that kept you close to him at all times. He had been so blind to every thing other than his work, his work and you, that he hadn't realised that the time for you to go had arrived. Just one last night together. So he creeps to your room, just to watch you sleep a bit. Just that. Just watching. He always likes you like this, unaware and soft. He watches, soft, until he can't watch anymore. No more mandatory therapy. No more check ups. No more washing you in the shower, soapy fingers slipping between your thighs. Harper could make it mandatory, but who would make you go? What could force you to keep coming to him, to his office, to his embrace? Well, it's obvious. It's the time of your life that would be the most closely monitored with doctor's visits and check ups. He doesn't even take his shirt off, just shuck his trousers down to his thighs and climbs on top of you. Doesn't matter if you wake up. His desperate rutting into you, making sure to cum deep inside, the thoughtless need of it all, it doesn't feel like a disgusting act of violence, but tastes like the honeymoon night, with the only person for him.

Morgan. He always wanted grandkids. He loves grandkids. Seeing his baby round with life, and knowing it'll tie them to their papa for the rest of their life filled him with blind euphoria. No one could ever take you away from him, not like everyone from his wife, to the town had tried. You were his baby... He just had missed you so much. Doesn't help that you seemed so lonely at times, asking him to go to see your friends and go to your part time job. After all, he was the one insisting on home schooling and special cuddles since he made enough for the both of you. You needed to be home. You could have your baby for company, the same way he had his own for company. "Let daddy make you happy." He whispers to you, even as you act out. He just wants you to be happy. His baby deserves it all, his cock, his seed, your own bundle of joy.

Baby traps you out of spite:

Bailey. Maybe you ran your mouth just a bit too much that day. Maybe he was sick of your love sick puppies coming to the door and whine for some time with you. Maybe he just happened to grit his teeth to the point of pain as one of his brats sat before him, belly swollen as their baby daddy sat next to them, making plans to take them off his hands and live full time with them instead. Another source of income cut off. Maybe it was because you were his best earner and god knows if you fucking used protection. It didn't matter. What mattered is that, despite your pleas, he wasn't going to pull out. Slamming deep inside of you, hissing under his breath that you'd never be able to leave with any of your little boyfriends, not when another man's child grew in your belly. Later he might regret snapping like that, now that you had his brat. He might. Or he leans against your door frame, staring as you slept, shirt riding up to show the subtle bump of something growing inside of you.

Avery. But this time, if you're being bad. You ghosted him, you spurned him, you ran around with everyone in town without sparing a thought for the man that handed over enough money for you to thrive amongst Bailey's brats. Perhaps his snaps when he sees you flirting with one of his superiors, or that stupid kid you ran around with. Perhaps he waits outside the pub, smoking his imported cigarettes down to the filters until you appear, tipsy and looking like a whore. It doesn't take much to force you into the back of his car, ripping at your shirt to force it up, over your head to force your arms up, restraining you. You were his first. You were the one that was so perfect on every date before this rebellious streak. You've humiliated him. So there's nothing he'd want more than to return the favour. And when you're round with his child, and in need of support, he'd laugh. No one would believe you, a common street rat would have been forced to carry his child, him, a respected businessman. Doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy your hole squeezing tight around him as he roughly ruts into your poor guts.

Whitney. You dirty fucking whore. Running around with the greasy rat, the loser and the religious freak while he proclaims you as his bitch? Did the collar, did the tattoo, did your sore hole mean fucking nothing? So he corners you in the bathroom, snickering with his friends as he boxes you into the stall and begins to undo his belt. His bitch deserved a litter if you were going to let anyone who sniffed around you fuck you. Also it's just funny. The way the teachers would look at you with disappointment, the way your other dogs would stop sniffing around you. The way your uniform won't fit you at all in just a few months. Whitney still can't decide if he should show you off, the knocked up slut all for him, or to make you beg for him to keep you around. After all, the way you squealed and kicked on his cock, even now had him fucking dizzy.

Remy. Of course it made perfect sense. What sort of cow produces even more milk? One swollen with a calf. It helps that the idea occured to him after you made your latest successful escape attempt and Wren was the one to return you to your proper place in life. It's hard to run with a swollen belly, and milky tits. Maybe it would even endear him to you, snuffling into his hand, wanting some attention since your stupid, empty brain thought of him as master and as mate. So, with you struggling and huffing in your breeding bench, Remy sends everyone else out. He should just use some of the semen that the bulls deposited earlier, but why should he? Not when you were his favourite for so long, licking his fingers clean when the juices from the apple stained his skin. The one he looked forward to seeing the most. The one he fisted his cock to, imagining the way you'd keen and whine with his cock rutting into you and filling you up with his own milk. He could also prepare a room for your calf to live in, just so you'd paw at him to let you see his only heir, the one to inherit it all, even if they did have soft cow eyes and spotted, velvety ears.

[peaches-n-bleach]

BabyTrapper!Toji x Reader

(TW)ੈ✩‧₊˚ oral(fem receiving) pet names (baby/ma/mamas), penetrative sex, messing with readers medication, back shots, squirting, breeding,

(WC)ੈ✩‧₊˚ 3.5k

(A/N)ੈ✩‧₊˚: Hello everyone! this is my first post/ smut fic. im not very good but I'm up for criticism pleeease let me know how i did! Also, feel free to ask me questions, or if you have a certain character you would like me to write something about, feel free to ask! I hope you guys enjoy it!

. . . ╰──╮18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT OR ENTER!╭──╯ . . .

He felt awful. Honestly, he did. Every first of the month, Toji had that sinking feeling in his gut when he swapped out your birth control with placebos. A heavy sigh fell from his lips as he swapped the fake ones into the pharmacy bag, burying the real ones in the bottom of the trash, which were never to be found. You didn't suspect a thing, just gushing at your sweet boyfriend being so lovely and picking up your birth control pills for you for the past three months. The thought of you round and pregnant, greeting him sweetly every time he came home, or creating the cutest baby from the lewdest act made him stiff in his sweats. Toji leaned against the counter, closing his eyes briefly, only if you knew how hooked Toji was on you. The night Toji decided he would breed you and make you his forever was always in the back of his head, fresh in his mind.

Toji grunted slightly as he kissed your ankle, his cloudly blue eyes peering down at you. Your hair is damp with sweat, causing it to stick to your forehead. Going down to your face, your eyes halfway shut, a fucked out look on your face. Running his hands down your flushed, warmed skin, squeezing your bare breast, chuckling lowly as he pinched your nipples harshly, “ Ngh- Toji, stop teasing!~” You exclaimed, frustratingly rocking your hips slightly and feeling his girthy cock drag deep inside you against your walls. He’s been edging you for hours now. He was building you up till your thighs were shaking and your head was dizzy, only to harshly strip your euphoria away, making you cry out desperately. Clicking his tongue, he ran his hands down your stomach and up your legs that were hooked over his shoulders. “Mmm… 'm sorry baby, just can't help it... You so pretty under me I can't help but savor the view I'm getting~.” Rocking his hips, a tortures slow pace inside you, eyes going down to your core seeing the white creamy ring around his cock where your pussy greedily sucked him in. hooking one arm to hold up your soft legs around him, then the other lowering itself down to rub small circles into your delicate bundle of nerves 

“If you want something, you know you gotta ask properly…” Toji teased, watching you pant and buck your hips into his hand, struggling to even get a word out besides pitiful whines.

“A desperate lil slut~ Ya’already cock drunk ya can't even fucking speak?” Pressing his thumb down harshly on your clit, a sick smirk plastered on his face. “Say it, beg me to let you cum like the fucking slut you are…” You fisted the sheets, knuckles turning white, droplets of sweat forming against your skin as the heat bubbled under your skin. “Puh-leaseeee Toji fuck me -please-need’ta cum…wanna cum on your cock!-fuck…please daddy it hurts!” You exclaimed, tears pricking in the corner of your eyes in desperation. Chest heaving as you panted, a pleading look on your face. Toji’s cock twitched inside you, making the muscular man groan. Instantly hooking his hands under your knees, pushing them against your face. Breasts squished together, pushed up as he bent you in half, looming over you. “Mmm...Don't worry, baby-daddies got ya, gonna treat this pussy real nice…” 

Biting your lip as you felt his cock pull out of you, your juices soaking his cock, making wet noises as he pulled out to where his thick mushroom tip was kissing your entrance. Batting your lashes up at him in a final begging look. Toji couldn't help but scoff. If only you knew how down bad he was for you. His heavy hips thrust down harshly, his heavy cock stretching you out thoroughly. 

“Y-yes! Please!-give it to me, Daddy!” You moaned out lewdly, your head thrown back at the pure force that made your toes curl. That was all he needed, fleshing as he pushed your knees up further, properly bending you in half as he fucked into your sweet pussy at a relentless, rough pace. The hours of tortuous edging make your walls tighten around his cock, your orgasm building up in record time. Relieved that it could finally have its release. Toji remembered the dazed fucked out look on your face as you squirted against his cock. Soaking his abdomen and between your thighs. He remembered fucking you through your orgasm as your tongue rolled out your mouth, begging him to kiss you. The sweet memory of his tongue swirling with yours while his balls tighten and him slamming his cock into your cervix as he emptied his heavy load inside you. When he finally pulled out watching, your whole body trembled, watching cum leak out of you, staining the sheets. That was the day Toji decided he needed you forever. The day he decided he was gonna breed your pussy properly and get you pregnant no matter what. 

He pulled out of his thoughts as he heard the front door open, followed by your cheery voice, “Toji! I'm home. Is curry okay for dinner? I've been craving it!” Kicking the door closed, you held a few grocery bags. Your tall boyfriend appeared coming out of the kitchen making you smile at him. “Hey, baby..” Toji greeted you softly, leaning down to capture your lips into his. It wasn't a soft, sweet kiss to welcome you home. It was dominating and sensual. Biting your lip, making you gasp for his tongue to fight its way into your mouth. Of course, you accepted the kiss happily. He maneuvered the grocery bags out of your hands, making you drop them on the floor haphazardly.

Wrapping your arms around his muscular frame, pulling back for air, panting slightly. “Well, I'm glad you seem excited to see me~” You teased softly, making him smirk against your lips. He moved his face into your neck as he relaxed into the scent of your perfume. You used it all the time. Toji got it for you on your birthday, and you loved it so much that he got you a new bottle before you even had a chance to run out of the previous one. “Just missed ya is all… caught me in a sweet mood,” Giggling at him, running your hands down his back. “Did you have a good day? Oh! Did you pick up my birth control? I took the last one this morning.”

Toji huffed into your skin. You were so sweet. Sometimes, he thought about coming clean about switching your birth control out. Technically, he did; it's just that you didn't need to know about the switch. You never needed to know. You were going to love being a mother. You would look beautiful, cradling his baby in your arms. You were too dense to convince and listen to him when he told you. So, he had to use his underhanded methods.

Nodding softly as he hooked his arms around you giving your ass a soft squeeze, “It's better now that you’re finally home, and yea, I got your stupid meds that are blocking me from giving what my girl deserves…” You pouted, hearing that, looking up at him. “Toji, we talked abo-” Suddenly lifting you, he hooked you over his shoulder with ease. “Yea, yea, you don't think your ready to be a mom and all that bull shit…” He said in a sarcastic tone. You could practically feel him rolling his eyes. Carrying you into the bedroom, “Talking all that crazy shit, like you wouldn't be the best mama in the whole fucking world…You're just gonna have to make it up to me for even thinking bad about yourself.”

Hearing the low, sensual tone in his voice already had your thighs clenching together that didn't go unnoticed by him. “But the grocer-!” Flopping you on the bed, cutting you off again as you bounced against the soft mattress. Leaning over, you capturing your lips against his again as he reached down to unbutton your shorts, sliding them down your legs eagerly. A shiver went down your spine as feeling his stiff cock that was straining agast his sweatpants press up against your clothed core. His hands rubbing your hips and playing with the hem of your panties as he kissed and sucked down your neck. Wherever his lips touched, you could feel the heat of your skin rise. Grinding his hips against yours, his cock pressed between your folds, bumping your clit softly. 

“Ngh- can't believe you would ever say that…mph..like you wouldn’t be the sweetest mommy carrying a mini-me on your hip~” Sucking dark hickies into your skin, you could feel your arousal flow to your core, dampening your panties against your lips. His hands worked under your shirt as he hummped against you. Your juices formed a wet spot on his gray sweats, pulling your shirt and bra off over your head in one quick motion. Biting your lip, feeling the air hit your nipples, causing them to perk up, Toji licked his lips. He wanted to devour you whole; the urge to be lodged deep inside you, always to have his hands on your body, was too great. Leaning down, capturing one of the perky buds into his mouth, nipping it with his teeth, making you whine out in surprise. “Mph-Toji, don’t be m-mean,” You moaned out softly, feeling his tongue swirl around your nip as his hands reached over, giving the other a pinch, making you yelp. The pouty look on your face quickly replaced with one of vigor as he continued to grind against you. 

His cock grinding against your clit perfectly, making your insides ache. Pulling off your breast with a pop, the sheen of his spit making your breast glisten. “shhhh…” He hushed you, moving away slightly to remove his clothes. You couldn't help but bite your lip, admiring his broad shoulders and muscular form. Everything about Toji just made you crave him more. His firm, muscular frame to his cocky grin down to the vast girthy cock between his legs. “Dumb little girls like you don't know what good for them….need men like me to show you what you need, for their own good..”

He leaned down where he was face to face with your core cock pressed against the soft sheets with your legs spread wide and your legs around him. Smirking as he hooked his fingers against the front of your panties, tugging it up harsky. The wet fabric wedged against your folds, making you gasp and squirm the damp fabric against your clit. “Don't worry, baby daddies gonna give you what you need… gonna fuck a baby into you, give ya lil brat to take care of- ok baby?” You nodded softly, his words only making you crave more “Y-yes Toji-pleaseee fuck- need your cum…” 

Toji smirked and rubbed down your thighs. His dumb lil girl. Agreeing to such a thing, thinking it was all talk. Deep inside, Toji knew. Tonight, he would breed you properly, but you wouldn't leave this room until he ensured it took.

Moving your panties to the side, he leaned down, his warm breath against your pussy. “Such a sweet pussy…look at how wet she is for me mama..” Toji rasped as he took two fingers to spread your folds, watching your hole clench around nothing, yearning to be filled and pumped full. “Your pussy wants my cock, hm baby?..” His words cast a spell over you, making your head foggy and eager to please him. “Mm..yea, Daddy, it needs you…want you till fill me up.” The urge to give in to your wishes bubbled up in his chest, but he wanted to savor every moment, so he needed self-restraint. Blowing against your clit softly, “Well, that's just too bad..your going to have to be a good girl and be patient..” He rumbled, rolling his tongue out. He licked a long stripe against your core, making your hips jump. A relieved whine came from your throat, encouraging him to wrap his lips around your clit, sucking softly. While collecting your juices against his fingers, circling your entrance before inserting two fingers deeply inside you. Your walls clenched around him as he curled his long, thick fingers find that sweet spot inside you. Hitting it repeatedly as he dragged your clit across his wide tongue before sucking on it eagerly again.

He thrust his fingers in a scissoring motion into you deeply, making sure to hit your g-spot every time, dragging his fingers against it. Toji rutted his aching cock into the mattress listening to the sweet sound you made. Your legs were already trembling fromToji’s rough pace. “C’mon, mama cum on my face…and ill give you my cock…c’mon be a good girl for me~” He rasped as you bucked your hips into his face fucking yourself against his fingers. “Fuck!- I wanna be g-good! ….so close, please!..” You keened softly. The wet squelching sounds of his moist tongue against your pussy was lewd and dirty sounding. Toji flicked his tongue against your sensitive bud, adding a third finger, making sure to stretch you properly for his cock. 

Melting into his touch, your back arched as you humped his face with need “T-toji!-”   Was all you could manage to cry out before your orgasm was washing over you in waves. “Shiiit..good fucking girl….fucking sweetest pussy..” Your juices coated his mouth and chin as he drank your nectar greedily, his fingers pumping inside you through your orgasm, slowly pulling his finger out as you came down from your high. You panted softly, fluttering your eyes closed, enjoying the afterglow of your orgasm. Feeling the mattress dip slightly made you peek your eyes open only to see Toji pumping his cock slowly, his cock so heavy it couldn't even stand up when stiff. All in its ten ich glory, his thumb ran across the large veins decorating his cock, causing pre to drip onto your inner thigh. Mouth-watering in desire, making you lick your lips, loving the feeling of his girth plunging down your throat. Toji seemed to notice your desire and laughed lowly. “Next time, mama, just let me take of you right now…now get on yer knees for me~” He husked, holding your hips and helping you turn over on your knees, pointing to him. Head resting softly against your silky pillow, knees dipping into the mattress, plump ass in the air. Toji bit back a moan at the sight of your ass, your sweet pussy peeking between your eyes, taunting him, begging him to slip inside and fill it up.

Smirking as he slapped your pussy softly before running his hands, gripping handfuls of your ass. “Finally going to give you what you deserve baby-fuck- just gotta lay here and take my cock like you always do..” Stroking his cock before he aligned it with your soft puckering hole. Pushing the tip inside, then pulling it out, then again teasing you, groaning in frustration, arching your face to the side to glare at him. Impatiently you moved your hips back, backing up against his cock and pushing it deeper inside you. Gripping your pillow, you've taken his cock so many times, and even with the prep, his cock stretched your hole to its limits. The familiar burn makes you quiver. “You to b-big! W-wont fit!~” Rolling his eyes, Toji grabbed your hips, helping you back up against hit “C’mon mama..doing so good for me-shit….you got it baby…done it before,” Toji husked, his cock throbbing impatiently. He looked down, grinning as he was only halfway in. Usually, he would take his time with you, but Toji was rarely a patient man. Gripping your hips before pulling you back against his base. 

Sinking into your warmness, your pussy welcoming him, tightening around him. The sudden force made you lurch forward slightly, though his bag hands against you kept you in place. “Mmph! Fuck!~ ….so deep daddy can feel you in my belly,,,” Leaning over you and kissing down your spine, his hands glided across your body, squeezing your soft breast. Toji couldn't wait when they were full and leaking out with milk. 

“That's right, mama, gotta fuck a baby right into you, making that belly so big and round..” He grunted as he slowly lost all self-control, rocking his hips into you before guiding you back to meet his thrust as he quickened his pace. Toji could swear this was heaven. Sinking into your soft cunt, he could die happy one hand held your hips, and he leaned over you more, raking his finger through your soft lock before he forced your face down against the mattress, starting to fuck into you at an animalistic face. 

“Ahh! S-so good! Daddy, please! Want your cum so bad! Ngh-” You mewled out desperately. He stared down at you and saw how quickly you were becoming a mess. Breathing became short and ragged; he could see the pillow stained with tears as you cried with pleasure. How your pussy clenched around him anytime he tugged your hair against your scalp as you could barely produce a thought as you babbled and moaned brainlessly.

“Such a dumb little girl-shit… going dumb on my cock already mama?” You barely registered what he was saying, only able to weakly nod as his rough thrusts rocked your whole body, the veins on his cock dragging against your silky walls. That answer didn't seem to satisfy Toji, grunting as he roughly yanked your hair back, making you gasp, looking up quickly as your head ached. Though the pain only sent shivers down your spine, the dull pain was delicious. 

“I expect a fucking answer when I’m talkin’ ta ya!” Tears rolled down your cheeks as you panted his cock fucking into your cervix, making you dizzy. “Y-yes Daddy!....... Ngh~ s-so deep-Ngh c-cant think!~....” Your words slurred together, making the older male smirk low, with a deep rumble leaving his chest. Toji laughed at your undone state. His heavy balls slapped against your clit as he thrust into you. You could feel your abdomen tighten, closing your eyes tightly. The sound of hard, rhythmic skin slapping against each other almost drowned out your moan, which was Music to Toji’s ears. 

Toji grunted. He could feel your pussy spasm around him “Close ma? Gonna cum for me?Ngh-” He grunted as you held onto your pillow as if it was a lifeline smacking your ass harshly, watching it jiggle “F-fuuck!~ yes Daddy G-going to cum!...” Toji shook his and smirked and manhandled you, forcing you flat down against your tummy. “J-just hold it, baby, hold that shit in till I say so..” Toji braced his arm against each side of you as you shook your head, his stomach pressing against your back, sinking him in deeper into your sweet cunt.

“I c-cant!~ please! Need to cum puh-leaseeee!~” You exclaimed desperately, leaning down, his lips brushing against your ear softly before nibbling against it. “Ya fucking better if you know what's good for ya-” He whispered softly into your ear, rutting into you brutally, feeling his cock twitch and swell, eager to let his load dump inside you. Finally, give you a baby. Make you his forever. The thought had him desperate for release, hips slapping against you, making the mattress creek and bedpost hit the wall in loud, repeated bumps.

“Cum with me Mama-shit... Cum on my cuck so I can fill this sweet cunt up…” He growled out as his thrust started to become sloppy. All you could manage to do was babble gratefully. Toji could make out small whimpers of thank yous and pleas of desperation. With one last roll of his hips, you were seeing stars. Your orgasm flowed through your core with such power you were squirting, your juices making a wet puddle under the two of you. “Fuuuuck, that's it, baby…Your cunny is all ready to take my cum~ ready to make you a fucking mama” Thrusting harshly, your body bounced off the mattress slightly and back into him. Grunting as he held your body down possessively, “FUCK-take it!” Feeling his warm load spurt into your womb it made you feel full and achy at the sheer amount. Your vision was fading into black as he fucked his cum deep into you. After a few moments, Toji laid on top of you, his cock drained as your pussy took his cum greedily. 

Slowly pulling out, he had a shit-eating grin as he massaged down your back and kissed your shoulders. “Gonna be such a sweet mommy to our lil brat,” Toji grumbled into your ear, the last thing you heard before your vision faded to black. He sighed, wiping the sweat from his forehead before spreading your legs, admiring his work. Watching as thick globs of cum leaked out your spent pussy. Shaking his head, he licked his lips.

“Guess we'll have to go another round to make sure it sticks, huh, mama?~”

[la2yn0va]

Hello there! I hope that you are having a wonderful day! Can i request some Yandere Jingliu X male reader X yandere Acheron (Self aware au) that these two compete for the reader's affection and attention?

Kay

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Jingliu’s life was perfect. Being in the main team with Blade, Ruan Mei, and Luocha. And best of all, SHE was your favorite. All the powerful relics went to her, every simulated universe, every cyrax, every side quest. She was always on the team no matter the modifications.

Others could only glare in jealously at her, all while she silently strokes her own ego and drowning in the pure euphoria that comes with your eyes and presence all onto her.

That’s how it should’ve been. That’s how it Could’ve been. But that… DAMN EMULATOR had to be introduced into your life.

Ever since acheron first appeared on your screen, it seemed like your favoritism for her had decreased. It… INFURIATED and SCARED her. She wasn’t going to be replaced though.. right? SHES your DPS. SHES your favorite. SHES your strongest character!

So when she was thrown into what characters call the ‘character storage’ with the others, she had a meltdown. She was actually being replaced!? HER!!? with a… A NIHILITY CHARACTER!!?

Jingliu didn’t bother to hide her hatred towards Acheron, others seemed pleased that jingliu’s ego was damaged by this, while more kinder individuals tried to soothe the angered swords champion.

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Meanwhile, acheron was drowning in the same euphoria jingliu once swam in. Getting her graces attention, getting ALL her Eidolons and Superimposing her OP lightcone to the max.

All her trauma and loneliness seemed to disappear in this moment, all she could feel was euphoric happiness.

Her kit made her a main stay in the team, as if her joy couldn’t get any higher. At first, Acheron despised you, all her trauma and her fucked up life happened due to YOUR need for entertainment.

But overtime her hatred dimmed down, and all the attention and sympathy she got from you.. fixed her in a way. Yet it also confused her, why’re you surprised? YOU did this to her…right? But then… why couldn’t she sense any deception from you?

But that’s neither her nor there. As of now, she absolutely loves you, just like everyone eventually will. But then, you replaced a teammate of hers with your past champion… Jingliu.

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Chaos quickly followed after such a change. Two of your strongest champions fighting each other for your attention.

Jingliu would take much more health from acheron then the other two when using her ultimate. And acheron would secretly and quickly place a shock debuff onto Jingliu when an enemy attacks.

During battle both quickly try to end the others health as to gain your attention much more quickly. Outside of battle, they say Voicelines not originally in the game which is a secret jab towards the other.

And when your turn off the game, they fully battle each other OR they quickly run to find you some stellar jades. Jingliu being in your team for the longest time knows how to do such a forbidden act, while acheron always has trouble with this.

Jingliu finds enough for 5 ten pulls, acheron only manages to get you enough for 2 ten pulls. Although you never notice, which angered the both of them, blaming the others ‘fake jades’ for reducing their graces attention.

No matter what you/others do to help the two gain an understanding of each other, they will NEVER like or tolerate each other’s existence.

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Okay I’m tired.

[1800naveen]

The white people of the ACOTAR fandom are odd. Like no offense to the ones that are chill but others need to chill. Those who think Feyre is in the right to fuck up the Spring Court are just ew. Imagine if someone destroyed your country with the idea of revenge in mind, multiple homes get destroyed in the process because war is on the horizon. You have to flee into other Courts so you can be safe and leave your original home behind, not knowing if you will ever come back because of what that person did. Sounds familiar?

What makes this even worse is that SJM is a zionist and what Israel is doing to Palestine is what Feyre did to the Spring Court. She can write her ideologies into her books and people can act like it's fine when it's not!

I'm a person of color, a black woman. Imagine how some black readers found out how A Court of Silver Flames was promoted. If you aren't aware, Sarah took the death of Breonna Taylor, a 26 year old African American woman who was fatally shot by a cop. It's STILL on her Instagram page, just keep scrolling until you find it.

BITCH YOU COULD'VE MAKE ANOTHER POST, ADDRESSING IT BUT NO. I LOVE NESTA BUT BROTHER UGH. The vibe of it is nice but...

The black community is always targeted when it comes to police brutality. This is one of the traumas in our community that we have to deal with, even in modern times where everyone is supposed to be "free". Have we not struggled enough?

It disgusts me that some authors (mainly white authors) will take the pain of a community and use it for their book(s). Or authors that can write a book with a character that will rise up to fight back against the oppressors and still support Israel.

Illyrians in ACOTAR are portrayed as violent, savages, and warmongers. They're apparently supposed to be POC codded, are you fucking kidding me? Is this supposed to be a diss towards brown and black people? Maybe even the indigenous? Feyre wears Illyrian wings like bitch, wear another type of wings. Her or Rhysand haven't done shit for Illyria and while the woman gets their wings clipped, Feyre can fly all she wants.

Imagine how Emerie will feel when she finds out.

Don't get me started on Feyre's hand tattoos. It might just be me but why is this white girl wearing that? Take that off bro. In this world, it's called Mehndi, the traditional art of painting your hands, feet, or the body with paste. In Arabic, what we call it is Henna. It's used in the Middle East, South Asia, and Africa. Like the designs are pretty but I don't want to see the human born, turned fae wearing it. TAKE IT OFF, WHITE GIRL. And another thing, why was Feyre acting like that towards the humans in ACOFAS? You forget where you came from, girlie pop but anyways.

Kendrick Lamar's song Euphoria is me towards the ACOTAR series and SJM. Sarah looks like a nice lady but she's fake as hell.

If you want to read SJM's books, try buying it from a used bookstore or somewhere online that doesn't connect to her. You can download PDFs or read them online.

It's crazy when I see a black person reading her books. On Tik Tok, I saw Jordan Fisher talking about how he's a fan like babes. I love him but...

Me when SJM fans (especially the black fans:

[kryannoy]

see me in a bodysuit

DAY 10 | OCTOBER 29 | BODYSUIT

genre: nsfw, smut characters: sub!lyney x dom!reader summary: he rides up the leg thingy in a teasing manner to show off more skin while smirking, ended up being fucked warning: dry humping, nipple sucking, cumming in pants

Lyney wants to surprise you. Now, he always does surprises because after all, he is a magician. But this and that aren't the same. Those are for his audience including you, but this is something he wants to do for you and only you.

He has practiced on this trick of changing clothes in the blink of an eye. It is a tricky move for the Great Magician Lyney, it was a walk in the park.

He has prepared the perfect outfit to show off to his audience, which is you, who is already seated on the couch of your lovely home, waiting for him to start his performance.

He begins with a few card tricks as a warm up. One, two and on the third card trick he flipped the card around and voila! He is now in his little skimpy black bodysuit. He gives you a wink and a bow to end his performance. You couldn't help but to whistle out at him teasingly. You're already eyeing him from top to bottom. His thigh high socks and garter are still on, he only replaced the suit.

You usher him to come closer and he obeys. "Impressive," you compliment. His grin is still on his face.

Your left hand grabbed onto his plush thigh and gave it a squeeze before hooking a finger into it, pulling and letting it snap back in place, ensuring you make eye contact the whole time.

He turns his hips a little bit more towards you and pulls the bottom of his bodysuit upwards to show off more of his skin. Not going to lie, you got turned on by that; him acting like horny slut. You spank him one time before pulling both leg holes upwards until his ass is exposed. Lyney lets out a moan, grabbing onto your shoulders for support. He's already hard and it's visible through his bodysuit.

He moans more when squeeze his ass again. The pout on his face is adorable. He wants you to touch his aching cock but you keep squeezing his ass and thigh. Lyney had enough, he sits on your lap so he can grind on you himself.

"Please! Touch me down there," he whines into your ear, hips bucking into you.

You decided to indulge him without any further teasing since he has prepared a magic show all for you. Your hand reaches down to his cock and he begins to rut even more. Your other hand goes behind him and moves the panty aside to touch his hole.

Lyney whimpers as he buries his face into your neck. You put more pressure onto his hole and purposely not putting it inside. You can tell he was trying to maneuver his hips so your finger will slip inside but of course you're not going to let that happen. So, you scrunched the panty and held it up like a wedgie, using that to handle him better. It creates a delicious tightness around his cock yet allows him to friction on his hole. You guided him to continue grinding down on you.

He was whining like a little bitch in heat and moaning so loud as if he purposely wants to let everyone know he's being fucked so good.

His movements became faster and sloppier, chasing his own euphoria, back arching so deliciously that his nipples were poking. You bend down and sucked on his nipple through the bodysuit while pumping his swollen cock. He lets out a high pitched moan that surely will be heard by your neighbors.

"I'm close, so close!" Lyney warns but only seconds then, white cum spurts out through the fabric, staining the bodysuit and a bit on your hand. He came so much it drizzled down to your pants. You give him some time to catch his breath before laying him down on the couch.

"Oh, we're not done yet."

[babygirl-riley]

Hands

“We’re too deep in love…Can you hold me? I can’t hear my cries.”

A/N: It’s short sorry not for it being short but y’all see 🫡

Warnings: angst, character death, no happy endings, blood, mentions of sexual acts, mentions of trouble having children, swearing

simon x reader guide

simon x reader fluff/angst list

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When he first held her hand wasn’t his intention to hold as long as he did. They just shook hands, quick, assertive, business. As soldiers that is how it should have been, especially with a Lieutenant with his Sargent. He could see how soft her hands were, how tiny they were compared to his large ones, how warm. She stared at him with a smirk making a comment about how long he was holding.

“Simon.”

The first time she grabbed his hand, was her doing. Bloody hell when her hand grabbed his to bring him back down from the mission that went to hell, he felt dizzy. Not from the adrenaline (which he wished it was) it was from her hand grabbing his. The way she looked at him with concern and love. He didn’t deserve it, not from her. He almost killed everyone. Once her hand led up to his shoulder he knew he was a fucking goner.

He turned facing you looking you up and down. The plane having its engines going to take off from the evac. His eyes landing on that one spot.

The favorite one was when they fucked for the billionth time. Agreeing that they would use each other for a relief after missions, especially tough ones. He was pinning her down per usual but that night was softer, the walls of Ghost came down. She told him she was in love with him, he was pissed angry. How could she love a man that was so damaged? So scarred? But after the few moments, he realized he loved her too. So he showed her, making the small act of intertwining their fingers as they released their euphoria together.

Ghost ripped your vest off as Soap gathered the med kit. Blood was everywhere, his hands trying to figure which one to hold.

The first time in public was at Soap’s wedding, he grabbed her hand leading her to a table. She was shocked, he knew by how she down played it but he knew. He would place his hands on her thigh, drawing small circles. Something he would never do, he never has done. PDA wasn’t his thing, he didn’t know what possessed him. He thought weddings were the demon that was possessing him. She would place her hand on his and look at him. Hypnotizing him. Like a siren.

You cried out once he put pressure on the wound. Blood was seeping everywhere. On the floor. On your clothes. Gear. His gloves. Your precious hands. He ripped his gloves off. “Shh lovie I know, I know, I know, I know. Soap! Get me the fucking kit!”

Soap tried to hand as much gauzes but nothing seemed to stop it. It just kept coming. Three he counted three bullet wounds. One in the thigh, shoulder, and chest. When did you get hit? How? Weren’t you covered? “Lt.” Soap whispered.

“Marry me.” He asked her. She was confused while they stood in their kitchen. She laughed as her hand helped the spoon stir the pot on the stove. She questioned him laughing again, she knew that Simon told her that he would never marry it was for wankers. When he walked around the counter to carefully take her hand and squeezed it repeating it once more. She knew he was serious. Not when he said it, when he placed that silver band.

“It—it doesn’t—.” You gasped trying to grab his hand, tears spilling down your face, blood appearing from your mouth.

He pushed it away and growled. “Stop stop I—.” Almost have it? “You’re gonna be fine yeah?” He said looking toward her face. She smiled weakly at him reaching for his face.

The small hand that she played with when they visit her sister’s home. Hearing the child giggle and scream when being chased from the small tag game he created. Her sister asking if there were kids being thought of. She glanced at him and shook her head. “We are not ready.” Her hand wrapping around his bicep, comforting him. She knew the reason why he didn’t want kids. But hell it could be an option.

Your hand reached up to his mask, blood staining it. Trauma staining it. “I-I love-.”

He grabbed your hand, looking at the stained silver band. “You’re fine sweetheart just let me work.”

Her hand brushed across the stick. Tears in her eyes. There were 6 of them, 6. She looked over at him and frowned shaking her head. Crying. Blaming herself. He held her rubbing her hair soothing her as best as he could. He never thought he would be a good dad anyway. But he knew she would have been a great mom. Her hand holding his making circles in his palm. “One day sweetheart.” He would whisper as he kissed her palms.

Her eyes started to gloss as her hand loosened. “Y/N?” He asked as he let your hand drop. “Y/N!”

You didn’t respond as your hand dropped to your side. He examined the wounds, the gauzes painted in red. He shook his head looking back at you, shaking your shoulder. “Ey you’re fine,” He placed his fingers on your neck. “You’re fine. You’re fine.”

“You come back alive yeah?” He told her as the boarded the plane. She smiled at him as she adjusted her vest. “Always.” She would reply, she walked up to him placing her hand on the back of his neck to force him down to her level to give a forehead kiss. “You come back alive.” He chuckled as he leaned down more. “Always.”

Simon was able to say goodbye before they took you into the airplane that would send you back home. He didn’t want to go, Price made him, give him some time to mourn. To be with her family. He looked down into the casket, they made you look beautiful. You looked unharmed. Something he didn’t do. He looked down at your hands.

Your hands once were warm and soft laid in the soft bedding. When he placed his hand on yours it wasn’t like the first time. This time it was cold, not as soft. He looked down to see silver band now shining and looking like the first day he got it. He traced the small scar on your hand. He pushed down the feeling that came of all the times your hands were touching him. The hands that he will never be able to feel again.

[transformersarelikemagicalgirlz]

Please tell me more about Zombie Optimus! :D

How long does it take the Team (Ratchet) to figure out what exactly is going?

How much does Miko freak out once she realises that Optimus is a Zombie now? I think her reaction would be similar to her reaction to Optiratch fighting Megatron‘s undead Cybertronians in one of the first episodes but even more intense.

How does the rest of the Team react? Is there someone who struggles to accept Optimus‘ new zombieness more than the others?

I personally think that Ultra Magnus would probably have a hard time with it. Although he only comes in later. Maybe June and/or Fowler?

Ratchet and Bee on the other hand, would probably accept it the fastest (after Miko) because they are already very devoted to Optimus.

When do Optiratch officially become an item? Does the rest of the team have to set them up or do they get there themselves?

Does it majorly affect any of the later events - i.e. Optimus sacrificing himself at the end of season 2: is that or more less dangerous for Zombie Optimus?

And literally anything else that comes to your mind. I find this idea super fascinating!

Sry, I hope this is not too much. ^^“

Hi!! And no this isn’t too much I LOVE yapping!

1st Q: as soon as Optimus sits up off the operation table and seems to have miraculously recovered, even as all his monitors flatlined, it was immediately obvious that something was wrong. Ratchet shunned everyone and did a full examination, discovering quite a lot. Not knowing how to how to handle this, he insists Optimus stay in quarantine, but part of the virus is increased energy and sense of ‘euphoria’ so he doesn’t stay put for long. All of them are quick to catch on that there’s something wrong. Though exactly WHAT takes until their next battle to figure out, as everything clicks when he cannibalizes a con-soldier.

2. Miko thinks it’s the COOLEST SHIT EVER. She’s disappointed she can’t witness some of the carnage herself though, Bulkhead is determined not to let her see something horrific.

3. Most of them are deeply unsettled and think that because his spark went out, he’s somehow not the same person any more. (Bee never doubted him for a second, it was more the others) It takes a full two episodes to completely reassure everybody that none of this means he’s gone, he’s still himself despite drastic personality/physical changes.

4. Ultra Magnus and Smokescreen have it harder. Ultra Magnus knew Optimus from before the war, so Prime feels pressured to try and feel recognizable to him. It fails miserably as he feels like he’s acting out a horrible parody of the person he once was. Smokescreen on the other hand is unfortunate to almost immediately witness his hero and idol tearing into the troops that came to retrieve his escape pod. He’s not even remotely as much a ‘compassionate wise and noble’ leader as he was told.

5. Ratchet is having problems with Prime’s condition for a multitude of reasons. He’s quicker to make decisions and resort to violence, he’s expressive, he’s more open about how he’s feeling and that unfortunately was something he was’nt ready for. They have a steady thing that never needed too many words, especially since it wasn’t important and even got in the way of war. Now he’s seemingly thrown caution to the wind and there’s emotional turmoil. Bulkhead is sort of pushing ratchet to try and do a little more reflection on his own feelings.

6. Yes this majorly effects the plot. One of the biggest characters effected is actually vehicons, now feeling more disposable than ever. Dying in battle is one thing, being eaten alive is another.

Dark energon can create its own class of zombies, but that’s all yesterday news to Megatron now, bearing witness to a FULLY SENTIENT zombie. Can you imagine what he’d do to get his hands on that kind of power?

Of cons to be infected, a single clone may have been the first but he’s not a big problem. When Soundwave is bitten in the fray of battle, he’s desperate to keep the problem to himself as not to affect their already panicked forces. However it is proving to be a problematic virus to keep a secret.

There’s quite a few side plots, it later derails some of the storylines. SoundWave undergoes devastating angst, the autobots have a way less depressing time, and have way more familial bonding WITHOUT a good portion of the souls crushing trauma.

[perfectlyfinespacebacon]

everything now netflix

some spoilers!! and apologies for the long post.

i honestly really enjoyed it! it was almost like a skins/euphoria but imbued with like a heartstopper/sex education vibe in the sense that it dealt with serious teenage issues/mental health but light enough that it doesn't weigh down on you. my character thoughts:

mia was so infuriating almost at all times. obviously under the circumstances, it makes sense but there's this level of likeability that was missing for me. maybe it was the writing or the acting who knows but in my mind it's like this: im making an albeit an unfair comparison to effy from skins or even rue from euphoria, but they were battling their demons and making all the wrong choices but there was still this level of “i want to root for them” that's missing with mia personally.

in a similar vein with alison, she is meant to be this popular rich mean girl archetype who surprises you but obviously in the first half of the season she's supposed to be kind of unlikeable but i found her very endearing. as for the relationship, alison and mia DO NOT belong together. like at all. i am not rooting for them. alison in a way forced a relationship with mia and then also mia was like too scared to say anything about it. its clear that alison liked mia waaaaay more than mia liked alison. like carli says in the last ep as well, “to learn to not be a fantasy to each other”, alison needs to take mia off this pedastal she has for her. i'm very interested to learn more about her character outside of mia though if they hopefully continue the show. i have a feeling that we are supposed to think that she and cameron hooked up at the end or something but i'm rlly hoping its a red herring.

carli is also a character i would love to learn more about. she definitely has more chemistry with mia and i love her for standing her ground against mia, as she needs to help herself before she can be in a healthy relationship. but i will say it was pretty shitty stringing cameron along.

speaking of cameron, i didn't quite expect to like his character as much as i did. in a way his arc in the season is battling toxic masculinity as he kinda seems to come off as this laid back, bro kinda guy but he cares and loves so deeply. it wasn't right calling bec a "sket". i'm not british but obviously its like equivalent to slut, and im very glad he owned up to it. i'm also really interested to know more about his family and stuff.

i love bec as well. she deserves all the happiness in the world. im glad she was able to air out her things with mia, albeit in a very treacherous way and i also love how her mom was supportive of the abortion. i'm honestly kinda tired seeing the mom kicking out the daughter for getting pregnant trope so it was nice to see a mom just being supportive. bec is just such a wonderful friend and mia honestly has a lot to make up for. re not telling mia about her and cam, it was honestly frustrating seeing mia be so petty. i understand that its a big secret and she felt like everyone was hiding things from her but its also right to have secrets amongst friends, idk that really stuck out to me.

will for me had the weakest arc as in it wasn't the most interesting to me. don't get me wrong, i love the character but it just wasnt giving a whole lot to me. i recognize him as more than the comic relief but also at the same time he was stirring the pot in a lot of the arguments / blowups the group had, consciously and unconsciously. though i will say will x theo <3 but comedic duo of the century is will x alison. the little song they did for mia's birthday is stuck in my head.

tldr; great characters and great show. it's really hard to find a show about teens as a 25yo living in a 16yo body that i enjoy and don't find annoying. i just love how each character was able to be so nuanced despite being an ensemble cast.

but knowing netflix's track record it's gonna get cancelled because a) it's good b) has wlw content... but i really hope not.

[quinloki]

Kinktober 2023 - Day 7

Nothing says love like being... Caught.

Character: Penguin Reader: cisfem Warnings: manual masturbation, caught in the act, pet names, praise, 18+

Summary: You've kept your desire for Penguin a secret since joining the Heart Pirates. There's just more important things to worry about, but your body keeps driving you to distraction, so you find hidden places on the submarine to handle business privately.

So you intended, at least. -:- 1160 words

Click

You couldn’t get your crew-mate out of your head. Nothing was doing the trick, and you didn’t even know how to bring up your dilemma to anyone.

You couldn’t ask the Captain for help, he’d been friends with Penguin for years. Before the Heart Pirates were even officially the Heart Pirates. It would simply be too weird. You considered going to Ikkaku, but if she knew you had the hots for a fellow crew-mate she wouldn’t let it go.

You were certain that it was okay for you to have your crush, and that if it became more then that would be okay as well. What held you back mostly was that it felt like something small and silly compared to everything else.

The captain had big plans, and everyone’s primary concern was making sure those plans came to fruition.

A little thing like a crush was just… not important.

Important or not though, it was distracting, and you needed to do what you could to mitigate that distraction. So here you were, tucked away in a corner behind one of the bigger, but cooler, broilers in the engine room, taking advantage of the only moment you had alone on the ship.

Hands pulled inside your uniform, you were leaning against the wall, fingers teasing your clit. Back here no one would question you coming back out covered in sweat, so it was good cover.

Your mind wandered a little. You imagined that Penguin was behind you and not the wall. He was built solid, just like the rest of the crew, uniform pulled down in the heat of the room, reaching between your legs, and praising you softly. You were his best girl in your fantasy, moaning quietly, and whimpering his name as he teased you, bringing his “good girl” to a satisfying climax for all her hard work.

Pleasure was building up in you, your eyes rolling back a little as you relished the idea of having him bring you over the edge one day. You wanted to cry for him, whine for him – tell him how wet he made you. Anything, everything. He was so sweet, but you hoped he could be every bit as stern and forceful as the captain.

“P-penguin, puh-please…” You gasp the words softly, chasing your pleasure carefully. It wouldn’t do to scream in euphoria and alert the whole bloody ship.

You brace your legs, his name tumbling from your lips again. You’re so close. You want more, you want him to just hold you down and rail you until you can’t think anymore.

“Oh.”

Your eyes snap open and you see Penguin standing at the edge of the boiler, eyes wide, face quickly turning red. Your boiler suit is still zipped up, but there’s no mistaking what you were doing. You were caught, and by the absolute last person you wanted to be caught by.

You look away, embarrassment making your entire body ache.

“… I… heard my name.” He says, looking back over his shoulder before turning back toward you. He steps over the lip, coming into your little space.

“Sorry.” Your voice is small, and you take a step back. “I… um. I’m sorry.”

“What for?” He questions and you turn to look at him finally. He’s pulled his hat off, kind eyes smiling at you. His face is pink to his ears, dark cropped hair framing his face. “I’m not upset.”

“It… seemed rude. I did-didn’t want you to know.” You explain, starting to shift away from him again.

He moves quickly, hand on the wall by your head, stopping you from moving away. His hat drops to the floor as he covers his face for a moment, letting out a soft sigh.

“I won’t force you,” he says, looking away for a moment. “But, I’d… like to help.” He looks at you. “If that’s okay.”

“H-help?” You’re almost certain you know what he’s referring to, but it almost seems impossible.

His gaze shifts down to your thighs and then back up to your eyes. You can feel the blood rush through your body. He was nice, always nice, but he was also a pirate. A hunter. A predator. A fighter. Right now you were a little less a crewmate and perhaps a little more of a target, in all honesty.

“You were so close you didn’t even hear me.” He says it evenly, leaning a little closer, eyes shifting from yours to your neck. “I like you too much to leave you hanging like that.”

Language failed you. You made a few confused sounds and could feel Penguin trying not to laugh. He gave you a moment before nuzzling against your cheek a little.

“Let me kiss you,” he says softly, brushing his hand through your hair. “Please.”

You nod, but before you can move your arms Penguin holds them in place. “It’s okay.” He assures you, pressing in closer. “Keep doing what you were doing before.”

“I-I-um, that’s -.” You stammer almost uncontrollably. This was a little like launching yourself into the deep end of the pool, and you weren’t against it, but maybe not quite ready for it.

“Your uniform’s closed, it’s okay.” His lips are a breath away from yours. “I can’t see anything, don’t be embarrassed.”

“That’s not how that works,” you nearly whimper the words, fingers already moving against your clit again. You know he knows what you're doing, since your arms are flexing under his hold on them.

“Good girl,” he purrs and you nearly cum on the spot. The desperate cry that escapes you is devoured by Penguin’s lips quickly. The heavy kiss pushes into you as he presses himself against you a little. You’re trapped between him and the wall, with enough room to continue pleasuring yourself, and little else.

His breath is hot and heavy against your skin as he pulls the top of your boiler suit open just enough to kiss along your neck and shoulders after your initial moans settle down. A gloved hand goes over your mouth as he leaves bruising kisses against your skin. Pleasure echoes against your ribs as your body starts to tremble.

Penguin braces himself against you, holding you up against the wall as your orgasm crashes into your body. His name slips from your mouth, breaking against his glove and replaced by a loud moan as he leaves a harsh hickey on your neck.

He licks your skin as you come down from your high, almost breathing as heavy as you are.

“I could listen to those sounds for hours.” He says, voice quiet and breathy. He tugs on the zipper of your boiler suit, clicking it down slowly, almost tooth by tooth.

“Everyone’s gone ashore.” Click, click, click.

“I was coming down to tell you,” click. “That I drew the short straw,” click, click. “And you could leave, but…” Click.

Click. “No one else is here to hear you.”

Click.

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Me Rating the Super Mario Bros movie characters performances (now that the Euphoria of the movie has calmed down)

Spoilers below

Mario:

Everyone wants to bag on Chris for being Mario. But I will say, He pulled it off well. There was an accent and if you weren’t listening for it, you probably wouldn’t know it was Chris Pratt voicing him. Say what you will, but Chris knows how to voice act the Everyman hero type. That’s Mario. His love for his brother and Captain America levels of determination make him admirable and not stale. The decision to go more for a Brooklyn accent was a nod to the 1980’s show and I appreciate it. It’s nothing spectacular but it’s what was needed for Mario. 7.5/10

Luigi:

Charlie day was near perfect casting for Luigi. I will be honest, I thought this would just be Charlie day voicing luigi and while funny he usually would teeter on annoying. But for his performance, Luigi had great comedic timing, relatable, supportive and cowardly. It’s honestly captures luigi perfectly. He does get some great lines, I will say the only flaw is how he was sidelined. It felt less like a Mario bros. Movie and more like a Mario and Donkey Kong movie. But in the third act he does bring in some good chops. I do like how they maximized his performance. 8.5/10

Peach:

Anya Taylor-joy as Peach. So I’m conflicted here. It’s not a bad performance, but I wouldn’t say the voice felt like peach. When Peach has the softer moments and is acting like a ruler, I think she is great. But the first half of the movie, she felt surprisingly cold to Mario. And I get that he is a stranger, but peach’s whole bit is her compassion and care. Peach can kick ass, that’s not the issue (plenty of source material shows she can hold her own) my problem is that she felt like she was missing her sweetness. Near the end we see her soften and it could be argued that Peach wasn’t really feeling sweet because of the situation… but anyone whose played a Mario game knows that’s not an issue. She didn’t need to be a damsel in distress, I just like when my peaches are sweeter. Also I wanted some Mareach. But I’m not gonna reflect that in the rating 5/10.

Donkey Kong

It’s just Seth Rogen’s voice. Now it’s not an awful performance. But everytime he spoke, I heard Seth. That being said, the character was fine. I liked Mario and DK’s Frenemy dynamic. They clearly butt heads and compete. It’s amusing. That being said, I wish Luigi got more scenes, instead of Seth Kong. He is never irritating, I do enjoy the cockiness and overall flare, but I wish they did something more with it 5/10

Toad:

Keegan Micheal-key’s Take on Toad is inspired. I found myself enjoying whenever Toad is on screen. I had no worries regarding his performance. But similar to Luigi, he isn’t given much to do. His main thing is a couple of gags and moving the plot along. I love him and wish he had more time given. 8/10

Kamek:

Kevin Micheal Richardson didn’t just do good in this roll, HE ABSOLUTELY SLAYED as Kamek. The loyal servant/father figure/ hype man of Bowser nails that slimy ness and fear he has for bowser. His dialogue is great, he is also just so much fun on screen. He did not need to go this hard for Kamek, but he did. 9/10

Cranky kong:

Fred Armisen phoned it in. This didn’t feel at all like Cranky to me. He didn’t even sound old. I’m glad he isn’t in the movie long but it bothered me. It’s just the kind of performance where you aren’t mad, just disappointed

2/10

King Penguin

Khary Payton, For a character basically made for the movie, he was perfect. My bias on both the Voice actor and Penguins. He had great lines, coming off as epic and comedic. His reaction to the Luma was also glorious. He wasn’t there for too long but he was there the right amount. 8/10

Bowser

Let’s talk about Jack Black as bowser. It’s perfect casting. Jack black PERFECTLY blended all of the bowser’s together to create in my opinion, the best version of bowser. In a vain similar to how Heath Ledger combined different Joker’s to make his performance. This bowser is intimidating, arrogant, funny, a simp, cruel, and overall everything you want in a kids movie villain. I could write a whole analysis on how this bowser is basically a perfect kids movie villain. But that is for another day. The power ballad alone makes him worthy of 10/10. Easiest 10/10 ranking I’ve made

[vivalarevolution]

𝓑𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓑𝓵𝓾𝓮 𝓢𝓮𝓪

Aemond Targaryen x Bastard-Targaryen Oc    

A/N: This is the second part of Family Ties. Hope you all gonna like it as much as you liked the first part.

English is not my native language, so I am sorry for any mistakes.

Part 1

They returned from a ride together not long after the first layer of euphoria had subsided, which carried through their bodies by the intensity of an act that had taken place so recently. They said goodbye only in the white-haired girl chamber, unable to stop tasting each other's lips.

-You have to go -she said between kisses.

-I don't have to go anywhere, my little flower - he said, taking her face in his big hands.

-The feast is about to begin, Aemond - Daenaera remarked -Besides, we can't be caught in such a position, don't you think? Our mothers will tear us apart at the sight of us like this.

The prince stared intently into her blue eyes, before kissing her affectionately on the forehead, which made her close her eyes, sighing.

-Soon ... we won't have to hide- he replied, a shadow of a promise hiding in his voice, a dark promise.

But Rhaenyra's daughter did not notice it right away, as her uncle left her as he get out of the room so she had time to prepare for the upcoming dinner.

She spent long hours in the chamber. Her neck was marked with numerous lovebites , which she desperately tried to hide behind a thick layer of powder and the fabric of her dress, not even noticing how quickly the time passed around her.

-Where is Daenaera? -The king's tired voice echoed.

Daemon and Rhaenyra looked at each other. Their daughter disappeared from their eyes after the morning events in the throne room and has not been seen since.

-I believe that she is resting- replied the princess- Today's situation finished her mentally ... she is a sensitive child- she added trying in the best way to justify the absence of the girl.

-We were supposed to feast as a family - said Alicent, irritated -Your daughter could respect the king's own wish.

The words pressed on the tongue of Viserys's brother, but before they could've seen the light of day, the blonde's voice spread in the gathered people ears.

-Forgive me for my delay - she confessed, running into the room - I lost track of time - she added, circling the table to have access to her grandfather, whom she kissed on the cheek, not noticing the terror that broke on Alicent's face - I'm sorry - she whispered to her parents.

Daenaera sat down next to Daemon.

Trying to calm her breathing, she scanned the crowd, pausing at Aemond, who had been watching her from the moment she stepped through the wooden doors. They both seem to drown in each other eyes, not paying attention to the world outside of them. During their silent conversation, many words were spoken that passed unnoticed by them.

Only the hand extended towards the girl interrupted their act. The princess looked at Jacaerys, who waited patiently for her hand to rest on his, which soon happened.

Her brother took her before the great table where the rest of her family sat. Aemond watched them all the time, which did not escape his mother's attention, who, knowing her son's character, feared the worst.

The young people started to dance, twirling around each other, moving to the rhythm of the soft music playing behind them, not taking their eyes off each other. Daenaera was surprised how easily it was when the man she loved sat so close to her. But at the memory of him, her blue irises wandered towards him yet again.

Her uncle stared at her with hungry eyes, which did not escape her brother's notice.

-You look beautiful - he said, and her attention was back with him.

-Your fiancée will be jealous - the white-haired girl said, approaching the brunet - Complimenting other women is not good for the relationship.

-It's not a compliment, but honesty - he announced, smiling - Everyone in this room can see what I see.

They both continued dancing for a while. Their mother and the king were staring at them, their image was all too familiar to them, and unknowingly view of young people spread warmth in both hearts.

Everything seemed perfect, as it should always be. But this illusion was quickly broken. Viserys's health situation did not allow him to enjoy the picture, and he quickly disappeared from the banquet hall, having to rest.

Blue-eyed Targaryen followed him with a sad gaze, stopping her dancing with Jace. Her gaze, however, involuntarily shifted to the roast pig, which was placed right under Aemond's nose.

The young woman looked at him pleadingly, shaking her head slightly, but when Lucerys laughed softly, not even hiding it, the white-haired man's fist landed on the table.

-Last tribute - he said, standing up. -For the health of my nephews. Jace, Luke and Joffrey. All handsome, smart ... strong.

-Aemond - his mother rebuked him.

-Come on, let's raise the goblets. For those three strong boys- he said, smiling maliciously.

-Repeat it - the brunet growled, and Daenaera stopped him, placing her hand on his chest.

-Why? This is a compliment - he said surely - I only praise my dear nephews who have protected my dear niece, which will soon become my wife - he added, and the white-haired girl widened her eyes in surprise, not expecting such a turn of events.

-The matter is still not fully settled - the queen said, trying to smooth things over.

-But it is -he said, looking defiantly into the eyes of the girl's angry brother -Daenaera will be destined for me, together we will strengthen our family, creating children as strong as their uncles. Don't you consider yourself strong?

Before Rhaenyra's daughter could react, Jacaerys leapt forward, striking Aemond who did not even flinch, laughing before pushing the dark-haired man straight to the ground.

The white-haired girl ran into the middle, stopping the violet-eyed man with her body.

-You did enough- she said, looking at him offended.

The young man just took a strand of her soft hair, not worrying about what he had unleashed. The sight of his angry nephews, and the shock that accompanied Jace at the moment that a woman he also had affection for was handed over to the man he so despised was worth everything he did.

-Are you sure you want to stay? - Rhaenyra asked her.

-I am - said blue-eyed gril - I have to explain the issues raised at today's dinner. I won't leave it like this.

-I won't lie to you. I do not like that you are left alone in the Red Keep - said the white-haired woman - This place has become a breeding ground for snakes, and you will be here alone.

-Princess Rhaenys also remains in the castle. I will be safe with her - the girl assured, grabbing her mother's hands - I am no longer a child, I have to make my own decisions and, when necessary, defend myself.

The king's daughter merely gave her a worried look before kissing the top of her head as a farewell.

Daenaera stared at her mother until she disappeared through her bedroom door, leaving her.

Being alone, her emotions quickly dropped and her eyes closed in an imperceptibly fast pace, taking her to the land of dreams. But she hadn't been in them for a long time, when the sound of the door closing in the chamber was heard, which was not the quietest , her eyes opened and her body rose to its feet.

Frowning, she tugged on the door handle, but it didn't budge. She tried again and again, but with the same result, the entrance never moved.

Upset, she punched them with her fist and walked away from them.

Hours passed before the girl was released from the chambers. Walking through the deserted corridors, she searched for familiar faces that could explain what had happened.

-Princess Rhaenys - she called when she saw the older woman.

-Daenaera, my child - said the white-haired princess, catching her in her arms.

-What is happening? - she asked confused- I was locked in my room, and there is no living soul in the castle.

The king's cousin grabbed her arm, pulling her in the direction from which the blue-eyed came.

-The walls here have ears- she told her.

-I don't care. I want to know what's going on. Why isn't anyone telling me anything? -she asked irritated.

-The king ... is dead -the purple-eyed woman gentle voice announced, and tears gathered in the eyes of the young Targaryen -They want Aegon to be king, so there's no one here. They're hiding your grandfather's death.

-But, they all swore to my mother. She is the rightful heir - she said - They have no right - she growled, closing her eyes from which the first tears had escaped - Is that why they locked me up? Because they know I'll tell my mother the truth?

-I wish it was just this- replied the fair-haired- But we have become hostages, Daenaera, and until we agree to the queen's arrangement, we will remain in this position.

Despite the pain and bitterness that seized her heart, the young woman nodded her understandingly. There was nothing left for her to do but to look forward to the occasion, because now she was left to herself and to the grace of the grandmother of her adoptive sisters.

She felt a heavy gaze on her as she returned to her bedroom, but from the news she had assimilated, she was aware that her every step was being followed.

Standing in the window, she stared at the landscape with empty eyes, reddened that long ago shedded salty tears.

Her hair was loose and disheveled, the white-haired girl did not have the strength to comb it, she did not have the strength to change clothes, standing in the same dress that she had been wearing the previous evening, not even a little strength to look back when someone entered inside.

-Daenaera -Aemond's warm voice called as he stood behind her, placing one of his hands on the woman's hip.

-Tell me -Daemon's daughter began, and her cold tone of voice hit the man behind her- Was anything that fell out of your mouth the truth? Was I just a pawn that you used in every possible way?

-Don't say that- Targaryen said firmly. -You are the sun, moon and stars of my life. And I'd kill anyone who dared take you away from me. I love you Daenaera.

-As I you. Just as much- the blue-eyed confessed, leaning her head on the prince's torso - This explains why my heart hurts so much. Because your love took root in me deeply, but the knife of betrayal stabbed me much deeper and much harder Aemond.

-I didn't betray you - the young man defended himself -I never did.

-You betrayed my mother- she said turning in his direction- It's like you betrayed me - she added furiously- You changed, but I know that you are still a man who makes the right decisions. So I am begging you.

-I made right decision - he replied.

-No, your mother influenced you - she said -You hated Aegon, you still do. But you choose him as ruler because it's the queen's wish, because she wants it, not you. Aemond we both know your brother never wanted to be king, if he is coronated a civil war will occur ... and we will be standing on opposite sides of the barricades.

-We won't - he growled suddenly angry, grabbing her by the neck to pull her face closer to him -You will become my wife and you will stand with me.

-If you thought our marriage would be about obedience then you miscalculated - she replied, looking into his eye.

-I won't make your life a nightmare- her uncle said seriously- I'm simply asking you...

-You are right- interjected the girl- I am of the blood of the dragon. I create nightmares. And I'm creating one for you at this point. If you love me as you assured me a moment ago, you will join me. You'll do what's right, but if your decision is different, we'll meet in the air ... for the last time in our lives.

Aemond felt torn, although the truth was he wasn't. He knew exactly who would be a better king, he knew that his family didn't care about him, he knew the only person who ever loved him for him was a young woman standing infront of him , his lover , his light. But despite this, he still left his niece's chamber without a word.

During the night, Daenaera was visited by another guest.

Princess Rhaenys crept into her chamber, hidden behind a dark cloak, along with one of the knights of the Royal Guard.

-We have to go, we don't have time. When they find out that you've escaped, they'll get everyone back on their feet - Ser Erryk informed them.

The white-haired girl put on the cloak prepared for her, leaving only a letter to the one-eyed Targaryen, holding on to the last hope that he would listen to her.

She looked from side to side as she walked through the dark corridors of the castle, but quickly regretted it when she noticed the hanged Lord who had so recently welcomed her family to the capital.

The man led her out through the secret passage she used to use as a child.

-I will not leave Meleys- the old woman protested- If I go into the dragonpit ...

-No. They are waiting there, princess. You will not get behind the gate- announced the knight.

-What about Meraxes? - asked the girl, listening to the conversation of adults- If they caught her ...

- There is nothing here for us - the man interjected -You have to go to the river and find a ship before they discover your escape.

However, their plans collapsed as they moved to the next alley. The townspeople pressed on from all sides, all driven by their golden cloaks. Some fled, some followed obediently, but due to the chaos around them, both women quickly lost sight of Ser Erryk , being left to their fate.

Rhaenys grabbed the blue-eyed girl arm, and she obediently followed her, straight to the Dragonpit, which contained their dragons and the coronation of the new king. The mass of people made them blend in with the crowd and sneak up to the place where their reptiles waited.

They both mounted their dragons, after a while they level their eyes.

-Are you ready? - asked the white-haired princess - What will happen will have an irreversible effect in the future ,Daenaera.

-They should know whom to blame when the sky falls down upon them - young woman announced before her eyes moved to the ceiling above them-Meraxes pryagon! (Meraxes destroy)

The animal let out a loud roar before hitting the ceiling. Opening their entrance. Viserys's cousin was behind her as she stepped outside.

The panic spread quickly. The screams of humans and the roars of dragons made the stone walls of the building tremble, but the blue-eyed Targaryen ignored it as she lunged forward on the back of the dragon.

Meraxes growled, occasionally roaring to emphasize her advantage. Along with Meleys, they pushed forward across the seaof people. The royal family followed their every move, trying to spot the people sitting on the beasts, but the dust prevented them from doing this until the reptile heads were almost at their fingertips when their eyes saw the riders.

Rhaenyra's daughter stood in the front as her mother's sword, foreshadowing the inevitable. Her eyes, cold as ice, were fixed on the queen who was terrified.

-Open the door!- Otto Hightower shouted.

-Meraxes! - girl said loudly, despite the calls of the man, who fell silent as soon as he heard the dragon's name.

Daenaera looked down at them, seeing that they are staring death in the face.

Alicent moved to the front, covering her son with her own body. The fair-haired Targareyn didn't do anything about the warning gaze of the older woman next to her, getting closer and closer, until the reptile's head was in front of the brown-haired woman's face, who closed her teary eyes, preparing for the end.

Meraxes opened her mouth wide, and a loud and powerful roar emerged from the depths of her throat, causing everything infront of her to dispel under it's influence.

When the dragon fell silent, she last time looked at the queen, sending her silent information - a declaration of the coming war, which she herself owed.

Only then did she turn, and with Rhaenys she flew away, confident that her message was serious and clear. 

The Dragon Dance has just begun.

The sun was setting below the horizon as Daenaera returned to Dragonstone, to her home. Her mother greeted her first, embracing her with the joy that ended with the news from the capital.

They all felt the heavy effect of the information given to them. The blue-eyed girl thought she could have done better, but Rhaenys quickly corrected her from this mistake, assuring her that she had acted like a queen, not a butcher, and should've been proud of it.

This words tumbled over and over in her head like an endless loop. Only the mighty roar of the animal caused the circle to be broken.

It was only a mighty roar that the loop was broken. Darkness covered the island and the moon was the only source of light, but nevertheless a young woman ran out of the castle with hope filling her.

Her family quickly joined her, trying to stop her from pushing into the mouth of an unknown dragon, but she knew exactly who the dragon belonged to.

Escaping Daemon's hand, she ran outside, being greeted by the sight of Vhagar sluggishly descending to land.

Her uncle was sitting on her back, looking down at her, as she had so recently. The white-haired woman stood in front of the mighty beast, waiting.

-You read the letter - she noticed as he came down from the dragon.

- I've read it - he replied, walking steadily toward her.

-So I want to know - she began, as he stood in front of her -I want to know if you will follow me.

The prince took her cheek then kissed her soft lips with longing, deepening it minute by minute. After a long time he stopped, reluctantly tearing away from her soft and warm lips.

-We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy. - he said, looking intensely into her blue eyes that reminded him of the ocean - So if I die for a woman who is the object of all my desires and dreams, so be it.

[wraithdance]

A note on stray dogs

It may seem silly to write a detailed authors warning for a fan-fiction but I feel compelled to write one considering the very polarizing reactions to imperfect characters in fics and the authors who pen them. (TLDR at the end)

Stray dogs is meant for me to explore the CPTSD/BPD/Avoidant attachment trait within a character and try to give said character some grace, dignity and loving relationships despite their mental illness.

I have seen the big reactions people have towards those with significant personality disorders or mental health struggles, (I’ve personally been on the receiving end of said reactions) so I know first hand the amount of vitriol and violence that comes with not fitting a status quo due to mental illness.

The reason I’m willingly divulging that info on the internet is so that anyone who struggles with the same will know that I do not plan on Stray Dogs becoming trauma porn where everyone just sucks and you (the reader) get to boo and dunk on the characters. I’ve seen many published authors do that (and even encourage it) so this is me saying that’s not my thing in the least.

I have been in this world long enough to know that ableism and romanticism of mental health issues in media can often be dangerous for real people (ie 13 Reasons why, Euphoria, etc.) I don’t knock anyone who does take that approach in their work, because as a writer it’s not your responsibility to control how people go out in the world and act due to the worlds you create, I just feel very strongly about not partaking.

Stray Dogs will contain themes that can be considered toxic and will go into depth into not only Ghost’s past traumas, but Johnny’s and ‘Readers’ as well. I’ll always put a warning on potentially triggering scenes and I’ll do my best to make it so you can skip certain parts without getting lost. Otherwise, I’m a message away if I need to tag something I’ve missed.

I’m saying now that despite what ringer I put everyone through, Stray Dogs WILL have a happy ending because I’m a sucker for that kind of thing. I don’t really want to promote this story very much because it’s meant to be personally soothing while also helping me explore my writing voice. If I ever receive any extremely negative feedback that is unproductive I will delete them for two reasons 1) as not to trigger anyone who may personally identify with the characters and 2) Because lol babes I don’t give a fuck we’re all reading fanfics it’s not that deep.

If you have any trouble in engaging with the story you won’t offend me if you stop reading! That’s why I have something more lighthearted like the Five Year Plan in the works while I work on this!!

But yeah anyways it’s 4 am and I’m kinda losing the plot but in the future if there’s any question about my intentions with some of the content in SD I will link to this note and I’m happy to have a conversation in more depth if asked about it.

Anywho if you made it to the end thanks lmfao I hope you enjoy the story (or not no skin off my back)! - Calvary

TLDR: Stray Dogs will not be trauma porn where I make reader and established characters miserable for little to no reason. I will heavily tag trigger warnings and am open to conversations about why I’m setting up the story the way I am. Message me if I’ve neglected to tag something for filtering.

[destinyc1020]

I think the point is that many Tom fans are tired. For example, Z has Dune, Euphoria and now The Drama lined up, while Tom only has Spider-Man. It's as if we're living in a loop. We have no confirmation of any other projects that look promising, absolutely nothing, not even a glimpse of a new character or an interesting movie. And I know he's just done a play, but it's not the same, not everyone was able to see the play.

For those of us who are fans and don't live in London, it's as if we've been waiting forever to see only Spider-Man again, and that's the frustrating part. 😩

And I hate the way most people on Twitter treat Tom and now we're back in the same place, with people comparing his career to all the other white boys in the industry today, but this time there's no defending it, because in a way they're not entirely wrong. 😭😭

I understand your frustration Anon, but try to keep things in perspective here:

True, we haven't seen Tom filming a big screen movie since SM NWH, but most of us saw NWH in Dec 2021.... AND in Jan 2022 (let's be honest, we didn't just see the movie once lol 😏), then, right after that, we had "Uncharted" come out in Feb 2022.

We also JUST had Tom's series TCR come out last summer, where we saw not just 2 hours of footage of Tom (like a regular movie), but 10 episodes of the series, which is essentially like 10 HOURS of Tom footage... which basically equals out to him being in five 2-hour length films.

He also decided to take a much-needed and much-deserved break last year, which was ironically also the same year that a LOT of actors weren't allowed to film anything or even promote any of their films due to all of the strikes going on. 🤷🏾‍♀️

He just did a play run in London, and while most of us didn't see it, he was still keeping busy, and he also has SM4 coming up. I'm not sure what's going on with the FA biopic and whether or not it's still going to be smthg he's attached to, but I'm excited to see him take on that role as well in the future if it comes to fruition! 😃

Sometimes, some of these filming projects take TIME. There are also a lot of factors going on bts beyond the actor's (and even director's) control, so if there's a delay, then an actor just pivots, just like Tom did, and goes on to do smthg else in the meantime! 🤷🏾‍♀️

We also don't know what Tom might have going on in his personal life. He might be deliberately slowing down on some projects because he has some things he wants to do on his own. I just learned about Tom and Harry supposedly starting up their own production company last week lol 😆 We really don't know all the facts.

Some actors go 2, 3, even 4 years in btwn a filming project. Leo is notorious for this. I don't see his fans complaining. 😕 They just know that he takes his time, and they will be there in theaters to support him when another one of his films come out. Maybe when Leo was younger he was doing more back-to-back roles, but he's now pushing 50 REAL hard, and maybe he's just slowing down a little, or wants to work with specific directors on very specific projects. He can afford to do that.

Same with Tom! 🤷🏾‍♀️ If he can afford to take long breaks in btwn roles, then that's fine! Spiderman is a very physical role. It can take a lot out of your body. Plus, he's doing a lot of his own stunts. He might need breaks in btwn from those types of roles.

Another thing.... STOP ✋🏾 🛑 comparing Tom to Zendaya. They are two different people. They are two different actors. Just because they are in a relationship with each other, it doesn't mean that they have to have the same exact career journey.

Zendaya's acting journey is her own. Tom's acting journey is his own. Fans don't need to compare them both. I've never seen people compare both actors in a romantic relationship with each other in my life.

If you're a fan of both Tom and Z, then when one has some down time, you can enjoy whatever the other has going on work-wise on their end. 🤷🏾‍♀️

[seasonofscreams]

Until Dawn Fan Cast

Wanted to throw my hat into the ring of fan casting the new Until Dawn movie.

SPOILERS FOR UNTIL DAWN BELOW

(also just assume there might be bl**d & g*re depicted below)

I wouldn't be surprised if Kathryn Newton becomes the new scream queen so it makes sense for her to follow in Hayden Panettiere's steps. She was brilliantly versatile as her two characters in Freaky & has a natural charisma that would be great for Sam whose all-rounder character could fall flat in another actor's hands. Pretty much everyone agrees on Sam being one of the few left alive if not the Final Girl & I think Newton would excel in the role.

Mike is pretty conventional as a Final Guy - objectively attractive, resourceful alongside headstrong with a funny side. Tom Blyth displays these traits himself in his portrayal of the younger Coriolanus Snow in The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes as well as a charisma that had many a watcher rooting for him despite portraying one of the most evil characters in The Hunger Games franchise. It would be interesting to see him tackle the complexities of Mike and even more fun to see him engage in the action scenes sure to be in the movie.

I never got into Stranger Things but from the limited amount I've seen Caleb McLaughlin is one of the best actors in the show. Matt is a contradiction to his own trope. He's a jock who is insecure in his relationship with Emily compared to how she feels about her ex, Mike, but also potentially wants to be seen as the hero. There's very much parallels that can be drawn between Lucas and Matt as well as enough differences and it would be really interesting to see how he would tackle the role.

Olivia Rodrigo is most famous for her music but her acting turns (admittedly in Disney & mv's, yes) have always been received pretty well. Emily is a hard character to cast especially when comparing to original actor Nichole Sakura since Emily is smart and resourceful whilst being blunt and - for a lack of a better word - wonderfully bitchy. There's a certain aura within the SNL performance for all-american bitch and music video of bad idea right? that gave me this feeling i can't shake that i want to see Rodrigo as the likely other Final Girl (I hope Emily survives to the end alongside Sam).

When Sweeney (as Cassie) was hiding in the bathroom in Euphoria, many people were desperate to see how she would fare in a traditional horror film - she plays terror great! maybe it's cheating to fancast her as Jess since she's played a promiscuously perceived blonde 'home-coming queen' type before but... if it ain't broke. I can't see a more perfect Jess to be honest.

according to luckyleftie on tiktok, Ashley's original horror trope was that of the stoner, rather than the academic - which clarifies the origins of the anxiety her character exhibits throughout. Personally, I'd love if they explored this in the film more (it's gonna be rated R after all). Sophia Lillis proved herself in the horror genre as Young Beverly in IT (2017) and would be really fun in the inquisitive/conclusion jumping Ashley. (Also I think she does resemble Ashley/Galadriel Stineman but that may just be me).

(Chris is deffo dying when Ashley doesn't let him into the house it's too potentially big of a scene to not do so) Tony Revolori is a funny actor and as self-proclaimed comedian of the group, I'd love to see his interpretation of Chris who pines after Ashley as well as how he could potentially approach the investigative chapter during Josh's 'prank.' Plus I loved him in Scream and wish we'd seen more screen time of him playing in the horror film.

Have you seen Hereditary? Point made.

in all seriousness, Alex Wolff is talented and plays awkward, yet charming alongside disturbed characters amazingly. Josh is quite an awkward guy ('party like p*rnstars' anyone?) and dealing with rapidly declining mental health as well as grief from his sisters' disappearance. Josh is a very complicated character whose actions cannot be justified but mental health cannot be ignored. Wolff could be a fantastic choice - especially if the mental health representation through Josh was updated with more advice and guidance from professionals.

If you made it this far, thank you for reading!! I'd love to hear if you agree (but pls don't be rude about it i put a lot of time into these edits/fancasting choices/individually crediting where i got the photos so if you hate it pls just move on) :)

[ohmotherwhereartthou-if]

omg… recently refound this IF… honestly… i want to thank you because i spent my night re-reading all the character asks and i need to praise u. i need u to know. it’s literally so fun reading asks with both of my characters in mind. ( i have two playthroughs i plan to do with a female/male mc with vastly different personalities and lives ! )

BUT…. this… this is the IF where I can finally get my female girlprince representation . that’s why this IF is so needed in this world. my tomboy ikeman mc . i can play that anywhere. but this is where it’s the most real. if that makes sense. since it will be acknowledged as canon and characters will be reacting to it so and that makes me giddy… nothing gives me more euphoria than knowing the gay panic ( and straight panic of aurelio specifically)… cassandra my love wait for me

and also the other side of the spectrum where i plan on playing a shitty, smug, manipulative, malewife pretty boy MC specifically meant to romance tomas.

both love their mothers of course and were dramatically altered by her existence.. i will continue to lurk and keep up I just wanted to tell you I’m really excited abt the dynamics and story and everything rlly!!! so. good luck on the IF! 💝 sorry for the rambling

Ahh, you flatter me! Got me over here blushing and twirling my hair. 😊🤭

I am so very happy you like my IF and that you feel like it allows you to express yourself/MC's the way you wish to! Your MC's also sound very fun!

I absolutely love hearing how people wish to make their MC's, it makes me so happy and let's me know if I am on the right track or if I need to add some more freedom of expression in particular sections.

Thank you so much for your kind words! They mean so much to me, especially right now where I bearly have anytime to write right now. I still have been writing when I can and I am really happy to start getting into the MC building part of the IF, finally.

To everyone who has figured out how to get to the sneak peak of Chapter 1, Act 2; I hope you can sorta see how things should be unfolding at this point in the story. I like the way I am planning on getting the huge shift in MC's behavior that happens in that part of the story to be seen and explained towards the end of Act 1.

Anywho! I hope you stay tuned to this story and I'd love to hear how your MC's turn out! 💙