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yes-ihavealwaysbeengreen · 4 years ago

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Okay soooo I know that Oberyn is your fave, so I'm going to request our sex god of a Prince. "You'll have to make me." "Oh, is that so?" *evil laugh here* Can't wait to see what my bestie boo comes up with

A/N: I’m in love with Oberyn Martell so thank you for indulging me. :D ILY

Thank you for every reblog, comment, and like.

Pairing: Oberyn Martell x F! Reader (Little Sparrow) x Ellaria Sand

Warnings: 18 + Only (Language, domesticity, oral F! receiving, mentions of sexy times)

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Lemon Tarts

You stood across from the three little girls, their hands on their hips, just like their father. “Obella, Dorea, Loreza,” you stern your expression, “which of you did it?”

“What do you mean, Mama?” Dorea asks with a grin; oh, the sly viper had taught his daughters well. Ellaria giggles behind, and you turn to stick your tongue out at her. “Mommy, is she well?”

“Your Mama is quite well, my love, but she wants to know which of you naughty girls took the lemon tarts from the kitchen?” They look conspiratorially between each other, and you bite your lip to stop the smile that threatens to show. “Come now,” she demands, “Which one of you did it?”

“It’s a secret,” Loreza whispers giggling, and you drop to your knees, seeing the weak link in the chain with the youngest.

“What’s the secret, my sweet Dove?” You twirl her dark curls behind her ear, and she leans into your hold, reaching out to hug you.

“Papa, said we couldn’t tell,” she whispers in your ear, and the smile breaks out across your face. “We caught him in the kitchen eating the tarts, and he shared one with us. He made us promise not to tell.” You giggle and hold her tighter to your chest, standing with her in your arms, her legs wrapping around you like a monkey.

“Loreza! Papa told us not to tell!” Obella scolds, and you look over at Ellaria with a grin.

“It seems like Papa has been getting into my sweets; what shall we do to him? I think he will need to be punished for getting into things he shouldn’t be.” You let Loreza down with a kiss on her head, and Ellaria giggles and winks at you.

“Yes, I think a punishment is in order; why don’t you go find him? He is in the training yards with the girls.” You nod and go over to grab your shawl and wrap it around your shoulders, the rain outside sending a slight chill through the palace. Obella holds your dress and pulls you down to her level, “what’s wrong, my darling?”

“Please, don’t tell Papa we said anything. We don’t want him to be angry with us,” her tiny voice shakes and she looks close to tears.

You wrap her in a big hug, “Don’t worry, my darling, your secret is safe with me.” She nods, hugging your neck tighter, which you eagerly return. Each day the girls get older, and one day, they won’t want hugs and cuddles; you must take advantage of it as long as you can. You let go and rise, leaning down to kiss Ellaria gently, smiling when she takes your bottom lip between her teeth and pulls.

“Make him pay Little Sparrow, he must know how angry you are with him. Don’t let him persuade you away with his flowery words and gentle touch.” You give her another quick kiss and a smile walking over to the training fields.

You follow the sounds of grunts and groans, watching from the upper deck at the fighters below. Nym and Obara spar in the center a deadly and delicate dance of quick footwork and fists. “Dive Nym!” Oberyn shouts from the corner, “you must be ready to anticipate her every move. Don’t let the fact that she is your sister distract you from your goal.”

Nym watches Obara closely as she circles her like a predator viewing its prey. “Now,” Oberyn coaches, “strike!” You hold your breath as Nym gets a grip on her sister and swings her to the ground, her hands coming out to brace on either side of her head, wrists pinned down. “GOOD! Well done!” he claps his hands together and walks over to the table to drink a sip of wine and pops a few berries into his mouth.

You clap your hands together, and all three pairs of eyes slowly look up to watch you leaning over the railing. “Well done, girls! You have become such fearsome warriors; you bring such glory to your family, my loves.” They smile at you and mumble, “Thank you, mama”, under their breath, both shy with the praise.

“What about me, Little Sparrow?” Oberyn shouts up at you with a smile, “no compliments for the one who trains them? You glare down at him, and his smile drops, a worried expression growing on his face.

“You are in trouble, Oberyn Martell,” he freezes, his eyes widening; you only used his name when you were cross with him. “I know your secret, and I am here to make you pay.”

“And what pray tell, is this indiscretion I’ve committed, my love?” The girls look between the two of you and quickly realize this is something they don’t want to miss. It takes everything you have not to giggle when they walk over to the table and grab a glass of wine and watch between the two of you like a drama at the theater.

“It would seem that the lemon tarts I’ve spent hours baking are all gone. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?” To his credit, he does look concerned for a moment before he slips on that charming smile, the one you can’t possibly resist.

He gives a nervous chuckle and rubs the back of his head, “I wouldn’t know anything about that Little Sparrow; maybe some snakes got into the kitchen and took off with your treats. Come down here, and we can talk about it further.” He flicks his wrist down to the spot in front of him, and you scoff.

“You’ll have to make me.”

“Oh, is that so?” You nod, and he sighs, removing his outer coat and leaving him shirtless; the golden chain around his neck glistens, his sun-kissed skin making you weak. The girls quickly stand, taking their cups and leave out the side door. “If you won’t come to me, then I guess I will need to come to you.” He walks over to the large column and begins to scale the wall, hands intertwined in the wild ivy growing around the stone.

“Are you out of your mind?!” you step closer to the column, reaching a hand out for him.

He stops before your outstretched hand and puts a hand to his chest with a dramatic sigh, “my Little Sparrow, love of my life, please forgive me for eating your delicious lemon tarts. They were positively perfect; I couldn’t resist.”

You put your hands on your hips knowing precisely what he’s doing. “Are you doing something rather dangerous so that I won’t be cross with you anymore?” He grins, and you scoff, “you’re insane; I should have married the baker’s son. Then I could have had lemon tarts, and a sane man warm my bed every night!” You yelp as he swings a leg over the banister and turn, running down the hall, Oberyn hot on your heels.

You turn the corner and barrel past servents who giggle as you make your way back in the direction of Ellaria and the girls. The youngest giggle when you scream around the corner, coming to stand behind Ellaria. Oberyn grasps the table and fakes left and right, trying to anticipate your every move. “Papa!” Loreza shouts, watching, “what are you doing?”

He laughs, reaching for you as you move out from behind Ellaria and try to sneak past him. “It doesn’t seem like your quest has been successful, Sparrow,” Ellaria teases, looking up at you from her book. “It seems like our Prince has the upper hand right now.” You try to run past him, but he grabs you with a shriek and tosses you over his shoulder.

“I’m sorry little ones, but Mama thought it was a good idea to tease Papa.” You hit his back, and he slaps your ass.

“What did Mama tease you about?” Ellaria smiles behind the hand covering her mouth, and you try to look around him to flip her the bird.

“She said she wished she’d married someone else besides Papa. Can you believe that, my little Princesses?” You can’t see the girls, but their shrieks of laughter make you smile.

“That’s silly!” Dorea jumps up and down, “Papa is the best man there is!”

You can hear the smile in his voice, “thank you, Princess Dorea, now Papa has to go and remind Mama why she married him, and not,” his voice drops an octave, “some baker’s son.” He turns and you lift your head, reaching a hand out to Ellaria, who shakes her head with a laugh.

“See you later, my love,” she shouts with a wave, the little girls waving goodbye as they jump around and giggle.

There is not much dignity when you’re carried over your lover’s shoulder to be punished, and you try to avoid eye contact with everyone you pass—sighing in relief when the doors to your chamber close behind him, yelping as he tosses you on the bed. Oberyn stands above you, still shirtless, still handsome, but with a darkened glint in his eyes.

He reaches out for you and quickly undresses you, peering down at you with a hunger that no lemon tart would satisfy. He spreads your legs, his big hands sliding up your thighs. “What was it you said, Little Sparrow?” your breath catches as he settles himself before your juicy cunt, “you should have married the baker’s son, so you could have all the lemon tarts you wanted an a-” he draws one thick finger through your folds. “-a sane man warm your bed? Let me remind you what that baker’s son could not do for you, my love.”

He spends the next several hours reminding you why you chose to be with him over all others. His devotion to your body is unmatched as he makes you cum with his tongue, fingers, cock, and all over your chambers. There’s a pleasant ache between your legs, and the perspiration glows on your skin. The moonlight streams through the open window. Oberyn’s weight is comfortable as his arm is slung across your waist, lips kissing a trail down your shoulder and back up to your ear. “I think we broke our record,” he teases, sucking your ear lobe into his warm mouth.

You turn and smile, giving him a languid kiss, “yes, you seemed to be quite motivated.”

“Can you blame me?” he kisses the end of your nose, “you told me you wished to marry another. You’re mine; I needed to prove it.” You giggle and kiss him again, both of you turning when the door swings open. Ellaria walks inside, and you are struck with how gorgeous she is, her breasts spilling over the edges of her dress like a delicious wrapped present.

“I have a gift for you,” she smiles, presenting a plate from behind her back, a single lemon tart in the center. “The girls and I have been working for hours, trying to get it just right.”

You clap your hands, not caring that the sheet slips down your body as you coo in delight. “I can’t wait to taste it!” She grins and hands you the dish, your mouth watering as she strips out of her clothes and pulls the sheet away. Her necklace and bracelets click as she spreads your legs and settles between them, Oberyn reaching a hand out to palm your breast. You take a bite of the tart and moan at the perfect combination of tart and sweet, but the moans quickly turn to something else as Ellaria licks your pussy.

“Wh-what are you d-doing?” you stutter the crumbs from the tart sprinkling down your chest, Oberyn eagerly surging forward to lick and suck them from your skin.

“Our Prince got to remind you why you chose him, but I wanted to make sure you truly know what you would be missing if you married that Baker’s son. See, I even made you lemon tarts,” she smiles before resuming her kitten licks on your clit, her nails trailing over your hips.

And fuck, do you never forget.

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khaleesiofalicante · 2 years ago

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Hola Dani... ¿cómo estás? Espero que bien 🙌🏼 what have you been up to?? I started watching Interview with the Vampire, thanks for the rec 😌💚

I'm feeling better but I'm taking antibiotics and my stomach hates that!!

Hopefully this chapter will make me forgive you for all the pain last chapter cause me 🤞🏻

The One with the Circle

He wanted to torch something on fire.

I nominate the Devlins

Luca smiled. “I didn’t read your mind. You have written his name on the sand.”

Lucaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!! The way I am loving having all my OCs back is *chef kiss*

Max just wanted to set something on fire.

Not to sound Arsony but DO IT!!! Set Marcus on fire 🔥

Have I been channeling Maxwell since I started this LBAF installment 🤔

“Can I ask you a question?” Selena asked after some hesitation. “You’re a psychologist, right? Why is Mallory doing all of this?

My sweet Celery, I'm not a psychologist but I can answer that question 😌 is because she is an evil bitch I will see her drowning is a sea of her own boiling tears 🙌🏼

“That’s Mars, Sirenita. The planet,” they said as they traced the red circle, and then tapped on the smaller black ones. “It has two moons.”

“Ma chérie,” Logan whispered, lowering his voice. “He is dying.”

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! 😫😫😫😫

“Selena was plenty fun. She is a crier like you. I don’t like your other sister though. Very mouthy,” Mallory noted. “How about your mom? I don’t like moms. Maybe I should punish her for what you just did?”

Please kill her... just kill her!!! I haven't wish for a character to die this hard since Game of Thrones 😫😫😫

“LET ME KEEP THIS ONE! PLEASE!”

😭😭😭😭😭😭

Daniela I am crying, are you happy now???

“I’ve never wanted to kill anyone more in my entire life.”

Same!! Me too!!

“Max you will be going to Paris,” Anjali said, in a tone that meant Max had forced her to send him there. “You will be escorted by Alec Lightwood and Jace Herondale.”

Of course!!! Of course is them going to Paris!!! Is this chapter "The One with Alex in the verge of Anxiety" or what???

The warlock smiled. “I wish to go to Paris.”

¡¡¡Ay no!!! Pero tampoco quiero que mi hijo vaya a París 😫😫

Wait... is that why he said "goodbye David?" Is he going to die??? NOOOOOOOO!!!! Dany please!!! Please!!! He is my child!!! 😭😭😭

Oh look is Liv!!! My twin really needs to get her shit together about this moving thing!!!

The little boy chuckled. “Inquisitor. It’s been a pleasure.”

Nicolas don't say shit like that!! That sounds like a permanent goodbye!!!

Ay nooooo!!! This entire scene feels like my son is going to die!!! 😭😭😭

“Holy shit,” Lexi said. “I wanna kill one.”

“What did he just say?” Gigi hissed.

“But I can!” Lexi argued. “This will be my legacy.

Ok but... this conversation both lifted my spirits and convinced me that my poor son, my first born child, mi dulce ternurita is about to meet the end of his inmortal life 😭😭😭

She stepped through the wards. “I can and I will beat you to death will my bare hands.”

YES!!! Kill her!!!!! Murder is sexy when is done by my twins!!!!!

“When shadowhunters get married, they have a suggenes. A best man or maid of honor. Lexi is Max’s suggenes. By birth. If you kill her, you can’t marry Max in a shadowhunter ceremony.”

“He will come for you,” Nicolas said. “He will come for both of you.”

He?? Who he?? He who?? Oooh is it the dark prince???

Nicolas didn’t scream. He didn’t even fight back.

But she heard his whimpers.

The soft whimpers of a child.

Mi hijooooooooo!!!!! 😭😭😭😭

The smile of a little boy with big dreams.

“Good,” Nicolas smiled. “I can finally grow up.”

Why Dani? Why? What was the reason?? I am in excruciating pain!!! I actually screamed "Mi hijo" and my mom came to my room to ask me if La Llorana had possessed me, she was not happy not happy at all... is 4 a.m here Daniela!!! 😭

Anyways... thank you so much for this!! This chapter was fantastic, I am in awe of your talent... please know that the yelling is an expression of love!! 😌💚😌💚

Now please unkill my son, thank you!

I am love you always 💚💚💚💚

THAT LAST GIF IS SENDING ME OMG. IT'S SO ACCURATE AND SPOT ON. WELL DONE.

Also yes i am a child murderer now. this is what being obsessed with game of thrones has done to me :(

and hope you are liking interview with the vampire! 💚

#lbaf

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charliejrogers · 4 years ago

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Wonder Woman 1984 (2020) - Review & Analysis

Here’s a non-controversial statement: 2017’s Wonder Woman is a legitimately great film (if you discount the last act’s boring battle). A fun, yet emotional anti-war tale with a great period aesthetic. What elevated it from greatness was its starkly bleak reveal that Ares does not start man’s wars, but he merely gives humans ideas for how to instigate them. Ultimately, it is Man who holds responsibility for our own destruction, and despite this Wonder Woman still chooses to help us poor creatures. Cool themes, cool hero, cool movie.

Wonder Woman 1984 shares the main character from its 2017 forerunner, as well as its dedication to recreating a particular period aesthetic (here the 1980s), but the brilliant writing from the first film is gone. The main themes are essentially… “be careful what you wish for” and “winners never cheat; cheaters never win.” Not the most grand and interesting follow-up to the prior film’s genuine insight into human nature.

But that’s OK. I’m really not sure why this movie is getting so much flak online. If DC’s recent prior history with filmmaking should have taught us anything, it’s that 2017’s Wonder Woman was a fluke. Remember that this is the same studio that brought us the outstanding climax to Batman vs. Superman where one grown man learns that another grown man’s mother is also named Martha. Oh, and did we all just forget that Justice League is one of the worst movies we have all collectively ever seen?

So let’s not be too hard on WW84 for not meeting the quality of 2017’s Wonder Woman. Few comic book movies can. In the more fair comparison to other movies in the DCEU, it sits below Shazam! and Aquaman, and just a smidge below Birds of Prey, but certainly above Suicide Squad, and then literally leaps and bounds over every other movie they’ve made.

Let’s start with the good. Honestly, despite my gripes about the themes of the movie not being very profound, I found the story to be interesting. The movie centers around Diana Prince (Gal Gadot in her role as an archaeologist for the Smithsonian and not as Wonder Woman) stumbling upon an ancient stone whose inscription invites people who hold the stone to make a wish. No one takes it really seriously at first, so two people make wishes without thinking they could come true. The first person is Diana herself who wishes to bring her boyfriend (whom she only knew for about a week, mind you) from the dead. As a reminder from the first film, her boyfriend Steve Trevor (Chris Pine) had died nearly 70 years prior to the start of this film in a dramatic, sacrificial, world-saving act. Apparently, Diana hasn’t moved on at all from the 1910s and still considers her short-time lover to be her forever lover. She’s not really a human and did not grow up a human, so I think we can forgive her for not moving on… but it is weird to imagine that Diana somehow works at the Smithsonian (without going to college? Or did she?) without developing any friends or interest in life. Wouldn’t she have moved on... like a little bit?

Anyways, she wants her boyfriend back, and that’s wish #1. Wish #2 comes from new character Barbara Minerva (Kristen Wiig… who I am shocked to find is 47 years old! She looks fantastic and far younger in this film). Were Barbara a man, the way she is treated by her colleagues would put them in the stereotypical role of a future school shooter. Barbara is a brilliant gemologist for the Smithsonian, but goes completely unrecognized for her brilliance. She is shy and unconfident, and subsequently people frequently forget that they have even met her. Add on to that the fact that she has to work in the same office as Wonder Woman, and her loneliness and subjective feelings of unattractiveness increase as male employees drool over Diana while they ignore and mock Barbara. Therefore, we would forgive her for having a chip on her shoulder. Yet, for all this, Wiig avoids playing her as an angry, emo goth. Barbara kinda has this air about her of “Well, this is just how life is, and there’s nothing I can do to change that.” Given the character’s lack of self-confidence and lack of social grace, it at times seemed like Wiig was just reprising her old SNL character, Penelope, the socially awkward one-upper. But that’s not fair to her character. Wiig portrays Barbara with an earnest goodness to her. She’s one of those people who when allowed to talk one-on-one proves to be more eloquent and interesting than you could have imagine. Far from being angrily envious of Diana’s confidence and beauty, she’s more sadly jealous. Naturally, then, she wishes on the stone to be more like Diana… unaware that this wish might have some unintended benefits.

But then, there’s a third key character to the film (and a third wishmaker), the main villain Maxwell Lord (Pedro Pascal). I cannot tell you if this was a good character or not… and I cannot tell you whether the imperfections of the character are more due to the film’s writing or Pascal’s performance. Lord is another loser, and like Barbara, his “loser” status is the result of being a victim of America’s prejudicial attitudes. But whereas Barbara fell victim to sexism, Lord falls victim to racism. Hispanic in origin, Lord grew up in America with an abusive father at home and racist classmates at school. Beaten down from an early age, all he wants in life is to make a name for himself, to prove he’s not a loser. In a clever twist, Lord (the person who originally ordered the wish stone to come to America before it was confiscated by the FBI and sent to the Smithsonian for analysis) does not simply use the stone to wish for riches and power… he wishes to BECOME the stone. That way, he can get nearly infinite wishes so long as he can con the people around him to wish things for him.

The scenes of Max Lord as a flawed human who just wants to not be a loser show Pascal giving a great performance as a human being at the ends of desperation. The scenes of Max Lord the supervillain are… not good. In a long string of over-the-top, eccentric, hyperconfident supervillains in countless superhero movies, Pascal’s Lord is just not interesting. In fact, he is literally a weak character. He cannot fight for himself as his body is crumbling (a side effect of wishing to become a stone). Furthermore, his initially grounded motivations to finally be respected and successful seem to be just utterly lost by the end of the film when he just wishes for world chaos… only then to turn around and declare undying love for his son. It doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.

Failure to understand a character’s motivations casts a shadow over Barbara’s character arc as well. It is explained that the wish stone takes something in return for granting someone their wish. So as payment for bringing Steve Trevor back to life, Diana loses some of her strength. Still… this strains to fully explain why Barbara, after gaining Wonder Woman-like strength, turns into a walking humanoid cheetah (complete with bad CGI like she walked straight out of the cast of 2019’s Cats.) Like I get that she lost some of her humanity and morality in exchange for strength… but Cheetah girl seems like a little much. And though initially it is fun to see Wiig get to play Barbara as a confident and sexy woman who fights back against the patriarchy, the movie (I think) unfairly pushes her into the villain role. In my opinion, she should be treated as a tragic character, something akin to a Harvey Dent in The Dark Knight, as her villainous tendencies are not really her fault. She literally had the part of her that cares about other humans taken away from her when she naively and innocently wished to be like Diana. Instead, the movie has Diana lecture her that she shouldn’t be so evil. She literally can’t, lady! Stop being so hard on her! In any case, it seems like a failed opportunity to generate sympathy for a genuinely likable character who tragically becomes a villain not through her own accord.

That failure to create genuine emotions extends to Diana’s story as well. As soon as Steve is resurrected, you know by the movie’s end he will be dead again. There’s no other way this movie ends. Yet, the fact that Diana is so stubborn in refusing to give up Steve makes it hard to sympathize with her. She is simply being selfish, making her eventual decision to say goodbye to Steve feel more like her finally doing the right (and obvious) thing, and not some heartbreaking decision. Also the fact that seemingly Diana hasn’t even tried to move on in the last seventy years doesn’t help matters for me: it more just feels like a lazy way to write in Chris Pine’s popular character into the second movie. The move certainly weakens the idea of Diana as a strong, independent woman by making her emotionally stunted and crippled for the last 70 years. It would have been a much more satisfying (and daring) choice if Diana had moved on from Steve emotionally and had to deal with the guilt of having brought him back by accident, particularly if he didn’t want to go back to being dead. Instead... Steve knows he has to go back and Diana feels no guilt keeping him around. It’s weak character writing.

These poor choices I contrast with two of my favorite TV shows that demonstrate perfectly how former lovers who miraculously reunite eventually have to say goodbye for good: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Jane the Virgin. For risk of spoilers to those still watching Jane, I’ll stick to the Buffy example. There’s an episode of Buffy (though technically an episode of the spin-off show Angel) where Buffy and her vampire lover Angel are fresh off their recent and tumultuous break-up, but through some dark magic that neither seeks out, they are given the opportunity to live a life where Angel isn’t actually a vampire and their love can be fully expressed. Yet, in the end, Angel opts to give up his life as a human and return to being a vampire. The choice is so moving precisely because (due to circumstances I cannot begin to explain) in choosing to give up his life with Buffy, he saves her life as well. Whereas in this movie, Diana choosing to let Steve go is really just her choosing to undo her choice to essentially cheat death. Angel, however, is actively choosing to give up a life of happiness he never wished for but was just given on a silver platter, and will now live in a world where his lover will never know his selfless act and will go on hating him. It’s heartbreaking in a way Wonder Woman dreams it could be.

And not to get too Buffy-heavy… but that show also deals with the emotional consequences of being ripped out of the afterlife much better than this movie. Steve just kinda unrealistically adapts to being alive again in all of five minutes. If, perhaps, from the start he questioned why he was there and hinted to Diana that something was wrong, the emotional aspect of this story, the doomed nature, the feeling of “this is the last chance we’ll have together” could have made this a stronger movie. I wanted to find myself crying when Diana finally says bye to Steve, and I was no where close to that. Gal Gadot shares at least part of the blame. She’s a pretty wooden actress. It’s something I noticed in 2017’s Wonder Woman, but in that movie she was supposed to be a fish out of water so her stilted presence seemed appropriate. Here, where she’s supposedly become an assimilated American for 70 years… it is just bad acting.

Anyways, another aspect of this film that was lacking were the visuals. The bad CGI of Barbara as Cheetah is just scratching the surface here. The opening flashback to Diana as a girl performing in the Amazonian Olympics just… looks fake. I don’t know. The reliance on CGI over practical effects is clear and distracting. It’s only worse in the subsequent scene where Wonder Woman stops a theft from occurring in a mall. The effects are just bad. Like passable for a film in the 1990s or early 2000s. But for a 2020 blockbuster, it’s noticeably bad. And already the scene where Wonder Woman is running towards the camera with a weird green screen behind her seems to have become a meme given just how weird it looks.

And yet, for all the negatives I’ve listed, this is a decent action flick. There’s even some nice set pieces like the one in the White House. As little as I liked Max Lord as a supervillain, I found figuring out the other half of each of his various Monkey Paw wishes (i.e. the downside of each wish) to be clever. unfortunately, each of the main three characters fails to have a story line that takes full advantage of their emotional potential, or they are just poorly acted. With few exceptions, the film eschews “fun” in favor of “seriousness.” Really the only exception is, as in the first film, the chemistry between Pine and Gadot. Their chemistry makes for some of the movie’s best moments, like when Wonder Woman makes the plane they’re flying in invisible and the pair flies over fireworks on the fourth of July. But that sense of whimsy in their scenes is largely absent from the rest of the film. This is particularly true of the action sequences, especially those at the climax. The seriousness makes them rather boring. Really, I’m comparing these action scenes with the last half hour or so of Birds of Prey which really set the bar for superhero movie fight choreography. So in the end, it’s overall an OK movie. It certainly isn’t as bad as others make it out to be, but I cannot believe I’m saying this… in 2020 if you’re in the mood for a fun superhero movie, you’re better off with the Suicide Squad sequel than the Wonder Woman sequel.

**/ (Two and a half stars out of 4)

#wonder woman #ww84 #wonder woman 1984 #gal gadot #patty jenkins #chris pine #kristen wiig #pedro pascal

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namjuicyy · 6 years ago

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Sweet Thing

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Genre: Smut.

Summary: Your boyfriend was more like a prince than an idol, he even had the hair to match. But when that hair went back, you knew Master was going to give you a rough ride.

Warnings: jealousy, possessiveness, master kink, lingerie kink, spanking, oral sex (f receiving), fingering, orgasm denial, begging, dirty talk, degradation, dry humping, praise kink, protected sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, aftercare.

You had never met anyone as beautiful as Park Jimin. Inside and out he was absolutely stunning. He had a warm heart that glowed whenever he was happy, he just shone. He glowed like the Angel Gabriel in the Christmas play. He was an angel. He'd hold your hand whenever you were out in public, unashamedly showing you off to the rest of the world. He'd cheer you on in anything you did, regardless of whether or not you'd fail because he supported you 100%. He made you laugh when you were down, stroked your cheek as he listened to you speak. He was such a gentle gentleman, you sometimes questioned if he was real. And that was just his personality.

He had such strong features, and a jawline that would slice a watermelon in two; a feature of his you loved to kiss as much as you possibly could. His eyes were always intense, regardless of his emotion. His hands, small but powerful, as on more than one occasion he had you screaming because of them. His lips were so plump and soft, you couldn't stop kissing him, despite the years you'd been together. His body was slender and muscular. And more recently, a rough tattoo was added, an English word running across his ribcage adding just that extra layer of hotness. You remember when he first got it and came home to show you, despite the fact that it was red and swollen, you jumped him there and then and rode him on the sofa, using his abs as leverage as you allowed yourself to bounce on his cock. His well-structured, fat cock that always stretched you out so good. But his hair was perhaps your biggest weakness. His hair made him look like a real Prince Charming. It was layered and volumized, and he liked to play with it a lot. He'd run his hands down the middle to get it out his face, and despite the fact that he looked like the douchebag romantic interest of a teenage comedy, he was mesmerizingly gorgeous.

But Jimin was somewhat possessive. He had a bit of a jealous side to him that you didn't see very often down to his bright and bubbly personality, but when you did, oh boy. Jimin was a whole other kind of sexy when he was pissed off or jealous. When he was being serious, you knew he could do you some serious damage. And there were times when you wanted him to.

Jimin was a dom through and through. He was a sadist, a rigger, your Master. And you loved to push his buttons. Just like you were doing tonight.

Bangtan never really threw parties, they were too busy to really enjoy them. But this new come back was different. They'd worked so hard and deserved to celebrate the release of their latest album. And, being so close to the band, you were obviously one of the first names on the guest list. And you dressed to impress, you always did. You made sure to wear your best colour, and the style your man loved so you could look good for him. You never felt the need to look good for him. You never felt the pressure to. In fact, he loved you whatever you wore, or in some cases, didn't wear. But tonight you wanted to be as attractive as possible for him. It just made you feel good knowing you'd made him happy.

Except, tonight you weren't making him happy. You were making him livid. Your tight skirt clung to your ass making it stand out more so than usual. Your body language suggested that you were flirting with one of the crew members, when in actual fact he was too busy talking about his children to notice your cleavage, and too in love with his wife to even attempt to shag you in the company toilets. But that wasn't what Jimin was thinking about. While talking to his manager, he caught a glimpse of you and began to imagine the crew member's hands running all over your backside. Your nails digging into his back. No. He shuddered at the thought. He knew you'd never do anything to hurt him. But his staff member, well, he didn't know him that well at all. And he hated this. He hated watching him all over you and vice versa.

You felt his hand on your hip a moment later, squeezing into your flesh hard. His lips moved to your ear, and with a complete disregard for the conversation you were just having, he spoke. "Get in the car." He ordered.

"I'm having a conversation, Jimin. No."

He squeezed your hip harder. "Did you just defy me, Sweet Thing?" His teeth scraped against your ear, a little harder than he intended but it got his point across loud and clear.

"I didn't, Master." You muttered, so only Jimin would hear.

"I didn't think so. Car. Now."

That was the last time he had to tell you, before you bid goodbye to the incredibly confused crew member and made your way out of the building, getting into the company car waiting for you outside. Jimin joined you with the chauffer not too long after, and joined you in the back seat. He was in his dom-space, which meant you had to be incredibly careful. One wrong move and he'd have you begging to cum for days. Weeks even.

The last time you really pissed him off, he took all the batteries out of your toys, hid all the chargers and let each and every single one die. He didn't tell you he'd done that. So when he wound you up and, even fucked you, and refused to let you cum, you couldn't even turn to the toys for release because he pre-empted your step. And when he fucked you, he didn't half ass it. He pleased you with his tongue, he rubbed your clit as he pounded into you, as you couldn't do it given that your hands were tied to the bed. But every single time he got you close, he refused to let you cum. You almost came 60 times that week. He made you count each and every one. You were in tears come the Wednesday marking 7 days, and that was when he'd broken you. Had you begging for your release. He obliged, oh boy did he oblige. Had you cumming 15 times for him in different ways, almost making you beg him to stop. Jimin was a sadist. Borderline evil. He loved punishing you, so he loved it when you were being a brat.

Your rules for when he was in dom-space were as follows; don't look at him without permission, don't touch him or yourself without permission, do nothing unless instructed to do so, don't answer back or question his authority. You were, when instructed to do so, to go into the bedroom and in 10 minutes find and put on a lingerie set of the colour he told you to wear. You had to find a matching hair tie and hand it on the doorknob outside the bedroom. When he told you to do that the first time, you were so, incredibly confused. But he soon made his intentions clear.

The front door closed and you both kicked your shoes off. He looked at his watch and murmured, "pink." He didn't look at you, but you knew the timer was going. You only had a limited amount of time, and you had to choose well.

One time, you decided to see what would happen if you picked a lingerie set that wasn't the colour that he wanted from you. You couldn't sit down for a week. People at your office were incredibly confused.

You obeyed his instructions, heading to the bedroom and stripping immediately. You had to fold your clothes neatly in the corner of the room. He hated mess. The only time he allowed your clothes to be everywhere was if you were stripping each other on the way up to the bedroom because you just couldn't keep your hands off one another. Every other time he had to either not see it, or see it neatly in the corner. Your first pair of pink lingerie was on, a matching hair tie had been hung on the door and you were sat on your knees. Two minutes later, Jimin appeared.

His button up was undone, revealing his torso. His dress trousers were unbuckled and loose around his slim hips. The hair tie was around his thin wrist, and though you wasn't looking at his face, you knew he was biting his lip at the sight of you. His finger was twanging the hair tie. And, with every step he took, it was accented by the sound of the hair tie banging against his wrist.

His voice was soft, but firm. His aura exuded intimidation. He was fully dominating you, and you could feel yourself shrinking in front of him. "You've not been so sweet today, have you, Sweet Thing? Whoring yourself out to the staff." He tutted and crouched down to lower himself to your level. "Don't deny it. I saw you. You were wearing that little, tight skirt that drives me crazy. You know it drives me crazy, Sweet Thing, but you chose to wear it anyway. Why was that?"

"I wanted to look good for you, Master."

He chuckled. It was dark and unlike his usual persona. "For my benefit, Sweet Thing?" He leant forward. "But I wasn't the only one staring at this pretty," his hand landed hard on your ass, "little," he spanked you again, "ass, was I? The staff wanted a piece of you, too. And you didn't tell them who you belong to." His hand then moved up to your neck and squeezed. "You weren't wearing your collar, were you? Look at me." You obeyed.

"No, Master."

"No, Master." He mimicked, almost mocking you. His grip on your neck tightened, shocking you. "You let him want you. You allowed him to look at what's mine. And you did it to get to me."

"No, Master, I didn't, I swear."

His mouth was inches from yours. "Don't lie to me." His tongue darted out and ghosted against your top lip. "Now." He stood up and stepped back. "What am I going to do with you, hm?" You watched him run his hand through his hair and tie the top layer into a tiny ponytail at the back. "How am I going to punish you, so you get it into your beautiful head that you are mine?" There was a short silence. "Get on the bed." He ordered. "Sit on the edge. Spread your legs for me."

He knelt down in between your thighs, his fingers moving to the crotch of your one piece. He moved them out the way, and immediately dove into your cunt, not giving you any time to process or prepare for him. His tongue lapped at your clit, and sucked so hard your eyes widened and a moan caught in your throat. He had never been his rough with oral before, but fucking hell it felt so good. You bucked into his mouth accidentally, which caused him to growl and pinch your thigh. "Are you going to keep still," he snapped, "or am I going to have to make you?"

"I'll keep still, Master. I'm sorry."

He dove back in, this time using the addition of two of his fingers being shoved inside your cunt. He tapped up, just how he knew you liked, making you practically scream. "Master, fuck!" You couldn't help the words, there was no way you could stop them from coming out of your mouth. He felt too good, he was making you feel amazing actually.

He began to move your fingers harder. "Is my Sweet Thing feeling good?" You nodded. "Yeah?" He was being condescending in the way he was speaking. You knew he was belittling you. But fuck, it sounded so hot when he did. He could feel you getting tighter around him, you were so close. He knew you were about to hit your limit. You half expected him to pull out of you and deny you an orgasm. But he didn't. He allowed you to cum all over his fingers, to make a mess over the bed and lie back in a heated, sweaty pile. "Count."

Fuck.

"One."

"Good girl." He took advantage of you lying down, diving back into your sensitive clit. Your feet automatically moved to rest on his shoulders, something he always told you to do because he knew it felt better for you to not be so spread for him. Plus, he enjoyed the feeling of you full thighs covering his head as he pleasured you.

"T-two." You stuttered as you came down from your high.

Your third orgasm came as he pulled out your wand and pressed it on low for the entirety of the time it was attached to your clit. Your fourth came from him turning it up higher just as you were about to cum.

"Five."

"Six."

"S-seven, Master, please."

"What are you begging for, Sweet Thing?"

"It hurts."

He put his hands in the straps of your lingerie and began to pull it down your body, slowly, tantalisingly. He had gone back to teasing you, chuckling to himself as you whined underneath him. Especially as the wet crotch of the fabric was pulled away from your sensitivity. The cold air, despite already feeling it before, surrounded you and made you feel even more sensitive. Your nipples stood to attention, and this didn't escape your master's notice.

"Give me your colour, Sweet Thing."

He established a colour system instead of a safe word so he could gauge your enthusiasm on a certain thing. Traffic light system.

"Yellow."

You moaned as his tongue swirled around your nipple, feeling his trousers, still hiding his cock, rubbed against your cunt. Jimin gasped and looked up at you. He rubbed his cock against you once more. "Does my little Sweet Thing like that?" You didn't get chance to answer as he did it again, over and over, dry humping you and rubbing against your sensitive clit with his clothed erection. His teasing was driving you mad.

"Master, Jimin, please."

"What?"

"Fuck me, please."

You were whimpering and whining, begging hard for him. It came as second nature to you now. At first you felt ashamed, but now you couldn't stop.

"Why do you deserve this cock, Sweet Thing? After everything you've done today."

"I wasn't flirting, Master, I swear. You're the only one who can make me feel this good." Praise kink. Jimin's ultimate weakness. "You own this little cunt, Master. I'm a good girl, I swear."

He got off you, and began to undo his trousers. "Turn around. Ass up, face down."

You were fully exposed to him now, and flinched in excitement as you felt the bed dip behind you. You heard a rip and saw the condom wrapper fall in front of your face, before you felt him push his length into you. He wasn't particularly long, but he was thick enough to have you screaming. He bottomed out quickly, and grabbed hold of your hips, thrusting into you sharply, slamming into you at a merciless pace.

There was a sharp pain delivered to your ass, much harder than any of his spanks usually. That was when you realised his belt was in his hand. "That was for trying to manipulate me into fucking you." He smacked your other cheek with the belt. "And that," he thrust into you harshly, "was just because I wanted to do it again."

You could hear him grunting and moaning behind you, the more he fucked you. He leaned over to grab the wand, and told you to keep it attached to your clit. "I'm getting another one out of you, Sweet Thing." He told you.

"Master, please, I can't."

"Yes you can. Come on. Cum with me. I'm close."

You had only heard of people blacking out when he came when you read fiction. At no point did you think it was a real thing or that you would even do it. It scared the hell out of Jimin. He'd just cum inside the condom and pulled out of you when you fell down limp next to him, spent and so exhausted your body had shut down. When you came to, he was rocking you gently in his arms, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. "Thank God you're okay." He reached over to the bedside table and handed you a glass of water. "Small sips, Sweet Thing. That's a good girl. You did so well for me, Baby. So well."

You handed him back the glass of water and snuggled into his firm chest, but he stopped you. "No, Precious. Come on, let's get you into a warm bath and then we can cuddle until bedtime."

He washed your body and your hair for you, making sure to tell you just how special you were to him. He rubbed moisturiser on your bum, too, in order to soothe the bruises that were beginning to form. He told you he loved you so many times, and in fact, that was the last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep in his arms.

Jimin was, perhaps, the best man in the world. Because he was truly love personified, even when he was being rough with you.

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justanoutlawfic · 7 years ago

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Saving His Heart: 1/1

Plot: Queens don't plead...but they do reason. Regina goes to the sheriff station to try to do just that for David.

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Regina pushed her way into the sheriff’s station. It was late, Robin would probably kill her if he knew where she was but she didn’t really care in that moment. She had heard of James’ plan and knew she had to put a stop to it. They were there to save someone, not leave anyone behind.

It was ironic, the more she thought about it. So many year spent trying to kill Snow White and her prince charming, now she’d do anything she could to save them. Family was funny that way.

She found him sitting behind the desk, a mirror image of David. A less intelligent person wouldn’t be able to tell them apart, but there was clearly a difference here. When she ran into Cruella, she told her that James carried himself a lot differently than David and that much was clear. A part of her could relate with James. He had an abusive father that sent him down the wrong path, she had an abusive mother that had done the same. Both used their anger to do terrible things and it allowed her to spiral out of control.

Regina didn’t want that for James. Especially if meant hurting David.

“Hello, James,” she said.

He looked up from his paperwork and smirked. “The Evil Queen. I heard you were down here.”

“It’s Regina.” She walked closer to him. “I’m friends with your brother.”

“I suppose you’re here to plead for his life.”

“I may not be evil anymore, but queens don’t plead.”

James rolled his eyes. “Then why are you here?”

“To help you.”

“I don’t need your help. In case you haven’t noticed, I have everything I could ever want, right here.” James gestured around the station. “I’m the sheriff, I have a sexy girlfriend and now I can finally get the revenge I always wanted.”

“On David? The other innocent party in all of this.”

“Mother chose him.” James rose to his feet. “She sent me away, to live with…him.” A scowl was written across his face but she saw the way he flinched at the mention of George.

“I was a lot like you once, James,” she said. “I grew up with a mother who wanted me to be as dark as she was, she tormented me and quite literally ruined my life. Yet for so long, I took out my anger on everyone but her. I held a grudge against a little girl who didn’t know better. I allowed the pain and vengeance consume my heart and it didn’t help things feel better.”

“You can’t tell me that seeing Snow White suffer didn’t feel good?”

She paused. “It did. At first. But after a while, it wasn’t much fun anymore. I realized that by hating, all I was doing was hurting myself. I’m not saying you have to reconnect with your brother, but this isn’t his fault. He didn’t decide what happened the night you two were separated. He also went with George and it nearly ruined his life as well.”

“Father isn’t down here, it’s not like I can really hurt him.”

“I know that. But is hurting David really going to help you?”

James narrowed his eyes. “Just because you grew soft doesn’t mean that everyone else has to.”

Regina looked into James’ eyes and wondered if this is what her father saw every time he pleaded with her. The anger, the vengeance, the stubbornness. There was nothing that could be said or done to change her mind, why did she think it would work with James?

“Fine,” she said, calmly. “I won’t just let you kill him, I’ll do all I can to protect him and this family.”

“Go right ahead. My mother had her protectors too, it didn’t help her much.”

Regina tilted her head. “Ruth was here?”

“She came down not long after I did, tried to plead for forgiveness.” He bit his lip. “I didn’t kill her, I just made a deal with Hades to make sure that she passed on.”

“If you spared her, why can’t you spare David?”

“Look at it this way, I’m doing David a favor. Soon, he’ll be reunited with our mother. Goodbye, Regina.”

She stared at him for another moment before walking out the door.

#regina x james #james x regina #prince james #regina mills #the underworld #canon compliant

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keepyourpantsongohan · 8 years ago

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Ayesha Liveblogs Fairy Tail S7 Part 1

Seems like they’re really amping up the romantic tension this season

And also the drama?? Cat murder seems unnecessary

“Why did the Gawkers tag along?” I love the Gawkers they are my babies

“I took the liberty of eavesdropping” Arcadios is not really very good at introductions

Admitting to kidnapping and stealing will not endear you to people

They can’t really be surprised that there’s no actual justice system in a monarchy

Time travel seems like a terrible idea for more reasons than I can list

I love Gray’s finals outfit of course he has to wear a sleeveless shirt and arm sleeves

“U mad bro?” They’re using memes as dialogue lmao

Guild master wisdom:

Makarov: What’s Gray’s strategy

Mavis: All balls no brains

“You shouldn’t be able to move right now” “Don’t tell me what to do” I love Gray Fullbuster in immeasurable amounts

Fucking hell he stole Rufus’s feathered hat what a man

“Trying to be sexy for that long really takes it out of you” if this show has proved anything it’s that the best way to be sexy is by accident

“Can’t say I’m a fan of this sitting on the sidelines garbage” Lucy <3

“You’re the least beautiful thing here” I think Pinocchio the Garbage Knight wins that title

I love that when Natsu and Gray are attacked by each other’s elements they’re like ‘bitch pls my boi has been on this magic since day 1′

Lucy, without any weapons or ability to use her magic: Let’s punch him

“I’m so grown up I’m actually an apparition” same Mavis same

“Why do you run from me?” he asked, while swinging two scythes violently in succession

Shout-out to when Gray and Loke defeated Wendy using sour fruit although it was much cuter between guildmates

I aspire to be as committed to my terrible decisions as Arcadios imagine literally wading through hot lava to make a mistake

LION BOYFRIEND TO THE RESCUE

“Reflect upon your sins and despair” Calm down Sir Guyliner

Yukino must think Lucy has a polyamorous relationship with all her spirits considering how often they hit on her

“Y’all must think I was born on the boat yesterday” The mixed idioms are kind of great

Stop touching Wendy’s mouth you creep

Fairy Tail guild members all talk about their super secret treasonous rescue mission in the middle of a public corridor

“She underwent unimaginable pain at the hands of Jellal, so why does she protect him?” [Happy voice] Because they’re in loooove

I’m not sure what I hate more Minerva’s tactics or her eyebrows

I called that it would be Lucy since Jellal’s confrontation with her but I’m curious as to where Jellal has gone

“Not to brag, but we even got ourselves a spare” Natsu pls

“I’m a lightning god slayer” “That’s gonna make it embarrassing when you lose to a fairy” Adsdtjkhfgfkhg when Laxus reps Fairy Tail I weep

You’d think if Jellal of all people can manage to forgive Ultear she’d be a little more at peace but I guess they’re just the Guilt Squad

I hope Erza kills Minerva in the most painful way possible she is literally the Worst

“You really need to get it together, Future Me” same Lucy same

I guess if you’re already committing treason you might as well go for broke

“Gray and Lyon are both quite handsome fellows, I suppose,” Amazing even Yajima thinks he’s pretty

Laxus’s dialogue this entire arc has been amazing

Unbelievable Fairy Tail won the games through a staring contest

This is incredibly traumatizing for Lucy she literally watched herself die in her own arms

Why would you trust the word of a man whose character design is so clearly evil

In a plot twist that everyone saw coming, opening the portal to the past where dragons ruled was a bad idea

Seven Dragons, seven dragon slayers, I get it

“He did make an extremely convincing argument,” he said, having had no screen-time during said convincing argument at all

Gray is finally gonna sit Juvia’s ass down and tell her he doesn’t want to date

“The world is as good as dead” Hisue is me every time I am faced with any challenge

JENNY TRIED TO SEDUCE A DRAGON

“A bit of advice: avoid the mouth end” I can’t believe Lahar and Doranbolt are flirting ghsdkjghkjghfhfh

“You won’t like the princess, because she’s really a man” ARCADIOS PLS

How can Natsu call Lucy “Fairy Tail’s resident flasher” when Gray exists

ERZA’S GARBAGE BOYFRIEND TO RESCUE YES BABY

“People and People, Dragons and Dragons, People and Dragons” is this an episode title or a Panic at the Disco album

Lmao @ Natsu’s dragon uncle this is not what I was expecting

How Not to Redemption Arc 101:

Ultear: I will never atone for all that I’ve done

Also Ultear: We must murder the teen before he commits a crime

“Nope, figured I’d just bring him with me” Sting pls

Well well well it’s Raven Tail oh how the turntables

“You’re feeling overwhelmed? Well this is a first” Dgjfkdghkfjhgkfjhgkl Jellal is flirting mid-battle this is everything I love

NO NO NO NOT GRAY LITERALLY ANYONE BUT GRAY HE IS THE ONLY PERSON I CARE ABOUT FUCK

Retrieve my lost happiness Ultear bring Gray back

MY BABY HE IS ALIVE AND I AM ALIVE AND I LOVE HIM

Hisue ought to realize that since she can’t fight she’s kind of only forcing the people around her to protect her

“Was that us?” A reasonable conclusion when your enemy evaporates in golden light

Erza and Jellal just making eyes at each other like ‘death battle and chill’

I’m happy Future Lucy is at peace although it’s sad that in her world that’s only because she and all her friends are dead

Amazing Gray is already in his boxers my stripper son always saving me

I can’t believe that Freed is canonically in love with Laxus

Erza just got sister-zoned by Kagura amazing

SHE WAS KEEPING THREE CATS IN HER TITTIES ERZA PLS

This battle for Yukino to join all the guilds is adorable I love it

Honestly I demand a post-battle makeout between Erza and Jellal

Oh no Meredy doesn’t know what happened to Ultear

Lmao @ Doranbolt yelling at the monarchy

“Be safe,” said Doranbalt, to a fugitive who hunts dark wizards for a living

Ultear is the old lady!!! Also poor Jellal and Meredy they’re having a rough time

Gray carries the burden of everyone who has sacrificed their lives for him

Why did the ghost of the first master cross the road? To get to The Other Side

Rogue @ everyone: Fight me

I’m laughing at the Adventures of ADD Exceed

Gray and Juvia are so nice offering to help lost kittens find their way home

“So you strip in public professionally now?” Sfjgkhdkfjhgkdfgh

“I’d love to buy some sweets but first there’s someone I need to stalk” ERZA

Every girl in this show is a little gay for Erza

“I know we just met, but I’m thinking we should fight” I LOVE HIM

I bet Loke’s dream is going to be something dirty

“One flick of your finger is all I need” 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

I love that Gray is both constantly naked and criticizing people’s fashion choices

If the spiritual alter egos are turning their quirks into violence does that mean Loke is going to seduce people to death

Apparently he’s a misogynist knight [Leo voice] m’Lucy

I want Levy, Yukino and Lucy to form Charlie’s Wizards

Natsu, slightly betrayed: I thought you were just being a bro

Is Gajeel gonna babysit because I can dig that

“This seems like an excellent spot for some man-on-man action” Elfman do you hear yourself

I can’t believe that Cana is playing Yu-Gi-Oh

They’re really playing up the partner dynamic between Juvia and Gray which is ironic because he literally died trying to dump her last arc

I am unexpectedly enjoying the duel segment a lot I guess it’s because I enjoyed YGO?

I CNA’T BREATHE GRAY STOP DANCING

He’s figure skating I’m losing it “100 Gray spins” this is the most terrible and best thing I’ve ever seen

“Goodbye, my sweet prince” Take a shot every time someone talks about how they’re in love with Gray and then die of alcohol poisoning he is cursed with a hotness he can never escape

I can’t believe that Gajeel is a squirrel

Panther Lily is embarrassed about being treated as a pet but he is Gajeel’s cat

Tbh the Spirit Beast is just a less intense version of the Ten Tails

I have lost my patience for filler on to plot we go

#ayesha liveblogs ft #ayesha talks anime #liveblogging

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