#me looking at all the male cast members to see who can be the voice for Leon and Hop

[felassan]

David Gaider on Zevran, under a cut for length:

"I was going to skip over Zevran, honestly, as I felt like I didn't have a lot to tell in the way of stories about him... but I know he still has some (ardent) fans. Plus, on reflection, I thought maybe I DO have a few things to say. 😅 Sooo we'll see how this goes. Zevran came along much later in the DAO process, as we were trying to round out the cast of party members. Alistair and Morrigan were well underway (as "main" characters, they were concepted very early) and I'd just started to consider who our Rogue followers might be when... things changed, a bit. See, BioWare had released a game not long beforehand called Jade Empire. It had included some same-sex options in its romances - not obscured like the way Juhani's "romance" had been hinted at in KotOR, but explicit. To this day, I have no idea who on the Jade Empire team was behind it, or why. More to the point, the same-sex options had received a lot of attention and praise - almost universal praise, in fact. In 2005, everyone was just pleasantly surprised. And I don't recall if I went to James and asked about it or if he came to me to suggest DAO should include it. The latter, I think."

"You might ask "Aren't you gay, Dave? Weren't you already pushing for this?" And the answer to that is, emphatically, "no, not at all". It might seem odd looking through the lens of 2024, but there was no talk of 'representation' or 'diversity'. Not at any level where we were aware of it, anyhow. Today, fans argue about how MUCH representation to include and whether it's done well enough... the idea that, less than twenty years ago, it being included *at all* was very much in doubt feels so far away. But, back then, I'd always assumed my private life and my work in games would never meet. So I think it was James who brought it up, because I remember being startled. Pleasantly so, of course. Now I had to look at our two rogues and figure out how this would apply. I sketched out the female of the two (who was taken on by Sheryl Chee) and then looked at the male - he who became Zevran. I'd been reading about the CIA and one thing that stuck with me was how they'd (allegedly) recruit gay men as assassins because they rarely had familial ties. Zevran wasn't going to be gay (bisexuality wasn't a question of representation, but a cost-benefit compromise) but that was the inspiration."

"Then there was the question of how "flamboyantly" I was writing this character, whether that might be too stereotypical? I don't remember how it arose, but I had too many "flamboyant" friends to do anything other than double down. This character was gonna be Zorro the goddamn Gay Blade, that's what. So that's how Zevran happened. Fun, a bit nihilistic, maybe a bit too overtly flirty for today's audience but very confidently *sexual*. Everything I'm not, so I'll admit it was an interesting exploration to dig down and find that voice somewhere inside. He was the anti-Alistair, and I needed that. Casting him was difficult. Caroline always tried to go for authentic accents, when we could, but for some reason this was getting us nowhere. I think back, and I suspect it's because I hadn't yet learned the lesson to not use terms in casting descriptions I thought were universal... but were not. What do I mean by that? Well, there was one write-up that said "drow elf". Now, I know what a drow elf is. It wasn't even important to the description, but the director saw the word "elf", and you know what we got back? A Keebler elf. Like a leprachaun, high and sweet and cutsie. Can you imagine?"

"In this case, I think it was the use of the word "assassin". Combine that with the sorts of roles many Hispanic actors in LA probably are asked to play, and all the auditions we were getting were 150% dark, mean, and gritty. 🫠 So we widened the casting call a bit, and this led us to Jon Curry. I knew Jon wasn't Hispanic, but what I wasn't prepared for when I flew down to meet the DAO actors was that he's this extremely tall, extremely Nordic looking dude who just happened to do the most amazing Antonio Banderas impression. Watching THAT man channel Zevran was... more than a bit surreal. 😅 And he had fun with it. As soon as we gave him the go ahead to play the fun and flirtiness to the hilt, that's exactly what he did. Over the few days where we found Zevran's voice, it totally supplied me with something I could hold in my head when I went back to Edmonton and finished writing him. Zevran was funny enough that the fans liked him. The only part of the reception I thought odd was the occasional comment by a male player who felt "tricked" into having sex with Zevran. "You mean... that part where he invites you to his tent for a sensual massage?" "Yes! I was expecting a massage!" "He literally says the massage is sensual." "Well he wasn't clear enough!" This is where I first came to the conclusion that a certain number of our players just don't know how to people. And that maybe an adjustment to the way we approached the messaging (or massaging lol) of romance was in order. If I could go back, would I change anything? Maybe I'd remind the systems team Zevran should really be able to pick a lock. And maybe not allow him to die. We had no idea we'd need to import these choices into the future - we kinda thought DAO was "one and done". Not so much, as it turned out. 😁"

[source thread]

David Gaider: "there's something to be said about how Zevran flirted and even had sex with you because he thought that's all he had to offer... not just you, but anyone. And when he realized you wanted something deeper, suddenly he was on unsteady ground and it truly unsettled him. It was fun to explore." [source]

User: "So David - besides loving the fact that the third image you picked is a gay sex scene - what happened in DA2(DAE - come on) with Zevrans design?" David Gaider: "Check the ALT text. It wasn’t a custom sculpt, so that’s as close as they could get it. Which… was not close." [source]

User: "Just to make sure I fully understand: the director (was it the voice director?) saw the word "elf" and thought you were looking for someone high, sweet, and cutesie?" David Gaider: "Yeah, this was from back before we managed VO in-house. The voice director in this case just didn’t have an association with “elf” like some familiar with fantasy would." [source]

[dumbkiri]

𝕯𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝖄𝖔𝖚 3

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Please follow part 3 of Helaena!! AI love the character so much and I find almost nothing of her, the reader and Balerion have me ecstatic too!! You make art! Thank you for your attention :(

Yes! Please have Rhaenys and [Name] kill Aemond in the next part! On my hands and knees begging! Save The Queen Who Never Was!!

I apologize for the dragon fighting. I watched S2EP4 like 5 million times to describe dragon fighting, but my brain no work with that. As stated before, I am NOT familiar with GOT or HOTD (watched in once years ago), this is all made on the fly for a dear reader. So I apologize if it's "stupid" or terrible writing. But I will continue to write this for others that enjoy this series. Thank you for following along on this new journey.

There's also a sneak peek to a Targaryen x Stark story in the future....Sansa deserves love too.

The crackling of fire and the ocean waves crashing at the bottom of the cliff filled his ears along with the breeze combing through his hair. And the voice from the fire, which he normally heard on occasion, had been quiet for a long time. Tonight had to be different because of the strong need to light a fire in the night. 

Before Rhaegar died, the Lord of Light spoke to [Name] many times. Made the father devoted to his children because one of them was going to have a son powerful enough to defend the North from the long night. [Name] thought Rhaegar would have been the one to have that son. 

Obviously, he misinterpreted the Lord of Light. The son could come from Viserys’ line or maybe [Name] would have to have more children with Helaena to secure the prophecy from the god. Still, the voices stopped after Rhaegar. He thought he must have failed the god, disappointed the deity because he did not protect Rhaegar. Or get revenge for his fallen son. 

“I heard that you speak to the fire, uncle.”

[Name] lifted his head from the burning fire and saw Jacaerys making his way over to the edge of the cliff where he sat by his lonesome. 

A chuckle slipped past [Name]’s lips and he swept his legs over the edge of the cliff. “I speak to the Lord of Light, nephew,” His response was quick and to the point. Some people like his brothers described [Name] and Helaena to be odd; one spoke to the fire and the other spoke in cryptic messages. Aegon would tease and say that they were a special couple. The word special did not come from the heart, but Aegon’s way of saying simple. 

“I’m not sure I heard of that god before, it’s not any of the Old gods or even the Seven,” Jace pointed out expertly while taking his seat, the same way his uncle did, the small fire between them. 

“You’re right,” [Name] looked out towards the sea, the moonlight casting a blue hue onto the calm water, “I only experienced his existence in Essos when a Red Priest spoke to me with her alluring tongue.”

Jace snapped his head at [Name] and asked daringly, “Alluring? Did she get you in bed with her too?” 

“What?” [Name] leaned back in offense then looked over at his family member, “I’m hopelessly obsessed with Helaena, Jace. I’m devoted to her and her body, no one else can satisfy me, not that I would want them too.” The man turned to the fire when a stick broke in half. Lead Jace into the fire, let him see. [Name] felt a strong pull at his chest and his eyes drew over to his nephew when he spoke up. 

“So a red woman showed you her god and now you serve him?” 

“That’s not how I started serving him,” [Name] admitted quietly, thinking back to the night of his commitment. The vision he saw in the fire, the voices he heard all convinced him to serve the red god. “She found me tending to Balerion’s teeth after a battle with some assassins. I don’t like the smell of burning bodies, especially ones that linger between his molars.”

As [Name] told his story, the fire subtly grew hotter between the males. 

…

“Open wide, Balerion,” [Name] walked in front of his grumpy dragon with a bucket of sea water and a shirt from one of the dead men on the beach. Balerion huffed into [Name]’s face and turned away from the human with a disinterested groan. 

Reeling back in disgust from the smell, [Name] covered his nose with his forearm and pointed at his dragon with his free hand. Voice muffled, but loud, [Name] shouted, “Where are your manners? I’m doing a nice thing for Dreamfyre and myself! No living thing wants to smell your tarnished breath!” 

[Name] set the pale down and approached his dragon with a tired look on his face. He was warned about traveling to Essos for pleasure, but he wanted to get out of the castle. He wanted to stop hearing schemes and breathe for once. The air he caught flying was enough to fill his lungs and cleanse them. 

Yet one last stop on the beach almost got him killed. 

“Your dragon is very beautiful.” A woman’s voice startled the dragon and the rider, both snapping their heads to see the new person on the beach. She wore a red dress with her long dark hair cascading down the front of her chest. She held no weapon to his knowledge and her hands were placed in front of her. 

Balerion’s throat clicked in unease and he lifted his head off the sand, some grains falling onto [Name]’s defensive stance. 

“Give me one good reason why I should command my dragon not to burn you like I did the rest?” [Name] asked, his bloody hand gripping onto the handle of his sword. Skeptical of the woman, he didn’t let his guard down. If she was the one that sent the assassins, he would drag her by the hair and drown her in the sea. 

The woman in red smirked and answered, “I am not your enemy, Prince [Name]. I came here to help you realize your potential in the upcoming war between your families. You are to be a formidable ally, one that can bring balance.”

[Name] scrutinized her and gently commanded Balerion to stand down. His beast chuffed and set his head down back onto the sand. Then [Name] looked at the bucket of water, dunking the shirt into it. 

In his crouched position, [Name] began his interrogation, “Upcoming war between my families? There is no war, my lady. What are you insinuating?”

He noticed she was staring at his sad campfire and she asked quietly, “Your fire has dwindled, might I rekindle it?” 

“I asked you a question,” [Name] stood up and wringed the shirt of excess water, “answer it.”

The red woman nodded her head and approached his campfire, she messed with the stick and dry grass, explaining, “I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this, my prince, but your father has passed away. With his dying breath, he told your mother that he wanted Aegon to inherit the throne. She-”

“Aegon?” [Name] scoffed and his face scrunched up in confusion, “That’s not right at all. My father has always wanted my sister to have the throne, for many years he’s always been adamant that Rhaenyra succeed him. Even if he suddenly changed his mind, why would it be Aegon and not me, the oldest, to inherit it?” 

The campfire burst into flames and [Name] looked at the woman who conjured up fire with only her hands. She looked into the fire and said, “Your mother believes otherwise, insisting that your father spoke Aegon’s name. The Hightowers have usurped the throne and war will follow in the days to come.”

[Name] rested his hand on the upper lip of Balerion and paused for a second. Aemond was going to be crowned King, taking the throne away from their father’s true successor Rhaenyra. His mother, Alicent, couldn’t be this dull to really believe he said that on his deathbed. Even when he and his brother were born, Viserys never named either of them heir. 

“My prince, please join me by the fire, I have something to show you,” The red woman’s voice spoke smoothly and [Name] blinked his eyes to focus back onto the beach. As if he was entranced by the color of the fire and the warmth from Balerion, [Name] removed his hand from the dragon. 

He walked over to the woman and Balerion groaned in protest, watching his rider carefully. The beast didn’t trust the red woman yet and it showed when he bared his teeth as the woman reached for his rider. She moved her hands back and smiled at the dragon letting the beast know she won’t lay a finger on his rider. 

“Look into the fire and tell me what you see.” 

[Name] kneeled down on one knee and did as he was told. He felt completely different from the fire. He saw images of a long winter, a sword of fire, a white dragon that breathed blue fire and a boy from his line in the future. Then he saw people made of ice with blue eyes, a marriage with a Stark girl,  and the long night that engulfed the north. 

“Do you see now, my prince,” The red woman whispered in his ear, “you must return home and protect your family at all costs. Protect them so that the Dragon in the North can be born. Without him, the Prince That Was Promised will fall.”

…..

“A Prince That Was Promised, huh,” Jace huffed in question and playfully joked, “If a woman like her whispered in my ears like that, I would follow her god too.” 

[Name] laughed and patted his sword next to the campfire and finished off with, “Then she blessed my sword with his power too. But I believe he wants you to see something as well. Look into the fire, nephew.” 

Jace awkwardly laughed and shifted on the balls of his palms, “I think I’m alright, uncle.” 

“Are you afraid?” [Name] furrowed an eyebrow and smirked, “Don’t tell me the heir to the throne is afraid of a vision in the fire. I suspected my nephew to be braver than that.” 

“Fine,” Jace grumbled and looked into the fire, seeing small embers fly into the dark sky. The seventeen year old only wanted to amuse his half-uncle by doing what he wanted him to do. He had no real incentive to do it, but he was curious to see if the red god was real or if his uncle really was crazy. 

The fire reflected in Jace’s eyes and [Name] saw the twists and snaps in the reflection. Jace’s lips parted open to speak what he saw in the fire, shocked to see the vision come to life in the flames. 

“I see the North, there is an alliance to be made and an oath to keep.”

[Name] hummed in thought while Jace blinked his eyes trying to peer more into the flames. 

“And I see-”

A huge gust of wind blew the fire out as Balerion roared past the men, Dreamfyre tailing her mate close by with a replying call. Jace ducked down immediately while [Name] laughed at the cowering position of his nephew. He fixed his clothing and his hair from the flyby, still laughing at the glare he received from Jace. 

“Apologies,” [Name] cleared his throat and picked himself up from the floor, reaching a hand out to the teenager. “Balerion likes to announce his arrival, I’m sure he didn’t mean to scare you.” 

“You saw him, didn’t you?” Jace asked, taking the offered hand and stood up with the help of it. 

“From miles away,” [Name] answered, a grin on his face. 

Jace wiped his clothes off and sighed, “A warning won’t hurt next time.” 

“Where’s the fun in that?” [Name] chuckled and followed after his fuming nephew with lighthearted apologies. 

Jace was soft of grateful to have his half-uncle at Dragonstone for many reasons. He looked up to [Name] when they were younger and admired Balerion from afar, too scared to ever approach the dragon. But [Name] tried to help Jace get over his fear of the Dread. 

[Name] never questioned his or Luke’s legitimacy either, claiming that his twin and younger brother were green monsters. That Aemond envied their claim to the throne. 

[Name] was a role model, perfect son of Viserys the Peaceful. The calm and deadly rider of Balerion. Nothing was truly bad about him. 

“He’s a cunt.”

“You shouldn’t speak that way about him, our greatest ally,” Rhaenyra scolded Daemon, the council members having a small meeting about their newest arrival to Dragonstone. While the Hightower-Targaryens found sleep, the meeting concluded with the Targaryen family. 

“He didn’t even demand my head or retribution for the death of his son,” Daemon growled out. 

Rhaenys shook her head and made eye contact with the ill-tempered man, “No, he barely acknowledged your name. He thinks differently of the whole situation.” 

“How so?” Corlys was also dumbfounded by [Name]’s sudden alliance with Rhaenyra. He also found it odd that [Name] didn’t want Daemon to suffer any consequences. 

“[Name] puts the blame on his mother and her sworn protector Cole for the death of Rhaegar. He sees Daemon’s order as revenge for Aemond killing Lucerys and-” Rhaneys faltered trying to find the right words to describe [Name]’s motive for all of this, “he believes Rhaegar’s death to be collateral. You weren’t after [Name]’s son, were you?” 

Daemon looked around the table and shook his head, “No. Not Rhaegar.”

“So you just proved him right,” Rhaenys continued on, “killing you or demanding any punishment from you will not bring him his son back. He’s learned that from you trying to avenge Lucerys. And he knows deep down that Rhaenyra is the rightful queen. He of all people should know that because he supported Rhaenyra’s claim along with Viserys.”

Jace nodded his head and vouched for his half-uncle, “[Name] has no desire for the crown even grandfather knew that. He never snickered behind my back or saw himself above me, never dished out the word ‘bastard’ like his brothers did.”

“He should hate me,” Daemon spat, “I killed his son!” 

Everyone looked at Daemon with wide eyes from his outburst and Rhaenyra breathed out of her nose. She knew what ate away at her husband. 

“Daemon, we know you feel guilty over the death of Rhaegar. Maybe this is [Name]’s punishment for you, to receive no punishment or consequences. To let you live on with innocent blood on your hands, to let you think of what you’ve done.” 

Daemon looked up at his wife and glowered at her, “If I had Balerion, I would have melted this castle down to its bones, burning every person alive in here.” 

Rhaneys straightened out her back and calmly replied, “Luckily [Name] knows how to use his authority on his dragon.”

Jace watched the back of [Name]’s head as he slowed down his pace to the castle. He didn’t know why, but Jace wanted to. 

“[Name], I’m sorry about your loss. I-I know how it feels to lose someone, not a child, but a brother.” 

Jace saw [Name] stop in his path and the young man turned around with a blank expression on his face. Perhaps Jace should have not said anything regarding Rhaegar, but [Name] spoke up with a soft voice. 

“Aegon wanted me to burn you all and Otto wanted to put the blame on Rhaenyra having the people dub her as ‘The Cruel’. But I know my sister, your mother, she’s just like our father with a bit more spirit in her soul. I could never burn the true successor to the throne and if I have to make my family bend the knee with the power of Balerion, I will.” 

[Name] looked up at the dark blue sky and said, “Rhaegar’s death opened my eyes and I’ve ignored the warnings from the red god. This time I will do anything for my family. Now come on, we can grieve together in the solitude of the castle walls.”

……

The next day, [Name] saw Rhaenyra’s dragon from afar, returning from her sudden trip to who knows where. Balerion noticed the golden dragon in the bright sun and called out in greeting to which Syrax replied with a screech of her own. Smiling softly at the interaction, [Name] commanded Balerion to do one last circle around his area. 

Rhaenyra watched in awe as she rode her dragon, seeing the Dread patrolling the skies in all his dark imagery. Larger than any dragon she has ever seen, she was hopeful that Balerion and [Name] were on her side. Especially after the conversation with his mother. 

She wanted [Name] to join in on the council meeting to discuss what was spoken too. To see if he had any advice of what his family could plan against her. So she urged Syrax to call for Balerion knowing that [Name] would catch on to the call. 

The golden dragon moved her head side to side and let out a high pitched bellow to signal the black dragon to come back. 

When [Name] heard Syrax’s call, he sighed and commanded Balerion to land on the beach where the black dragon made his nest.  Swiftly, he took his black helmet off and began climbing down the ropes tied to his mount. Balerion grumbled then rested his head on the sand with a huff. 

“Get some rest, Balerion,” [Name] took his gloves off next and placed his helmet next to his dragon, “we have tomorrow’s patrol as well.” 

As if responding to his rider, Balerion's chest rumbled in agreement, the dragon closing his eyes for that much needed rest. Although, the black dragon did want to go on a hunt with his rider. 

[Name] watched Syrax fly into the cave and he started making his long trek up to the castle. One of the cons of having a large dragon, you have to walk everywhere because it cannot sleep in a cave with other dragons. When [Name] was halfway to the castle, he saw a familiar red dragon fly out of the cave. 

“Princess Rhaenys?” [Name] mumbled then hurried up the steps to see what was wrong. 

When he made his way up to the council meeting, he spotted Rhaenyra looking pale and solemn. Helaena was by her side nodding to the words Rhaenyra spoke to her. Fearing that Rhaenyra was asking Helaena to fly out on Dreamfyre he interrupted the queen. 

“Your Grace,” [Name] huffed and briskly made his way over to his wife. He set a hand on Helaena’s shoulder and said, “Send me, you promised me that Helaena wouldn’t have to fly Dreamfyre.” 

Rhaenyra moved her eyes to [Name] and shook her head, “I was only giving Helaena some comfort, brother. Rhaenys is flying out to Rook’s Rest to provide backup to Lord Stuanton. There’s a possibility of her encountering Vhagar which is why you need to fly out with her. Now.” No time for goodbyes when Rhaneys was already flying out there. 

[Name] looked down at Helaena and her eyes glistened with a teary goodbye. 

“At once, Your Grace,” [Name] bowed his head at Rhaenyra and planted a quick kiss at the crown of Helaena’s head. Then he turned around demanding someone to give him a horse so he could ride out to Balerion. 

Helaena watched her husband disappear out of sight and she looked up at Rhaenyra, “I know he’ll come back, but…the cost of Rook’s Rest would be far too great. It’s never a good thing to fight amongst blood.” 

Rhaenyra looked away from the entrance and sighed. Helaena was right, odd as she may be. 

……

[Name] had Balerion glide right above the sea water, knowing that if he had his dragon fly any higher than that, they would be spotted quickly. His heart raced in his chest and [Name] prepared his mind to fight his brother, Aemond. His biggest foe and greatest enemy now. 

Aegon would never be on the battlefield just like Rhaenyra cause both parties were too important to be sent to battle. So he willed Balerion to fly faster to help Rhaenys against the green monstrosity that would soon come to Rook Rest. 

Upon seeing the cliff Rook’s Rest was planted on, [Name] saw Meleys fighting a very family light pink and golden dragon. Eyes wide in surprise [Name] urged Balerion to fly faster seeing the blood of Sunfyre rain down on the earth. 

“Aderī, Balerion,” [Name] shouted and the dragon grumbled in response. Then when they approached the cliff [Name] commanded Balerion to fly upwards parallel to the mountainside. The Lord of Rook’s Rest and his men felt a huge gust of wind blow them forward and turned around to see a giant dark beast rise into the sky with a thunderous roar. (qᵘⁱᶜᵏˡʸ)

High in the sky, [Name] spotted Vhagar flying her way towards the engaged Meleys and Sunfyre. “Naejot, Balerion,” The dragon rider growled in frustration seeing the highly focused gaze on Aemond’s face. (ᶠᵒʳʷᵃʳᵈ)

Meanwhile, Aegon held onto his mount hearing the painful cries leave Sunfyre’s throat. His ears shattered upon the noise that brought him sorrow. His mind racing a mile and his heart about to burst from his chest. That was until he heard the greatest roar in history rumble in the sky. His head snapped to the left and he saw Vhagar flying over to him with a determined Aemond on her back. 

“Thank the gods!” Aemond cried in relief, but that relief was washed away. The look on Aemond’s face, it wasn’t a look of help, but a demand for blood and death. 

“Dracarys!” Aemond shouted, the command Vhagar didn’t hesitate to defy. 

Rhaenys and Aegon looked at the impending doom, both bracing themselves for the fire building up in the back of Vhagar’s throat as their dragons fought amongst each other. 

Yet a desperate and willful demand shouted above Vhagar’s gurgling throat, “angōs, Balerion!” The black dread opened his mouth wide, snapping hard onto Vhagar’s flappy throat disrupting the line of fire. Vhagar roared out in pain while Aemond held tighter onto his mount, glaring at his brother who commanded Balerion to fly higher into the sky with Vhagar in his clutches. 

But they were already too close to the earth for the command to have any merit, so he watched. 

[Name] held onto his mount and watched Balerion hold onto Vhagar’s throat, squeezing tighter and tighter. Both large dragons took the show away from the smaller ones and [Name] couldn’t afford to look at Rhaenys when their biggest threat was in his grasp. 

Before Balerion could sustain any injuries from Vhagar’s talons, [Name] ordered his dragon to back away. Not wanting to spoil his attack, Balerion swished his head tearing into Vhagar’s throat a bit more then kicked the green dragon to the earth. Balerion spread his wings wide parallel to the ground and glided over the burning men and fallen dragon with a victory cry, his tail smacking into some men running away.

The Black Dread took to the skies and [Name] turned around to see Sunfyre succumb to his injuries from Meleys. The golden dragon cried out with a high pitched screech before hitting the forest ground in silence and a puff of fire. [Name] cringed and turned away from the tragic scene. This was all happening too fast, Balerion had years of battle experience, but he didn’t. Neither did Aegon or Sunfyre.

Aegon couldn’t have survived that fall, he thought. It wasn’t possible. While distracted, an attack from Vhagar happened upon Balerion who roared out waking up [Name] from his stupor. He looked to his left and saw a small chunk of Balerion’s right shoulder blade in Vhagar’s mouth. 

Quickly he held onto his reins with one hand and the other pulled Hellfire from its sheath. [Name] with strong legs, stood on his mount and began slicing at Vhagar’s saggy skin. The flames ate away at her flesh wounds. 

“Damn traitor!” 

[Name] ignored Aemond’s angered yell at him, for he was too focused trying to get Balerion help. 

“I’ll kill you right here! And force Helaena back home, to fight with her true family!” 

Hellfire burned brighter and [Name] stabbed Vhagar in her puffy cheek. Then he dragged his sword downwards to his mount forcing Vhagar to release Balerion because this fiery pain in her mouth was too much to bear. 

Vhagar bellowed into the ash covered sky and [Name] demanded that Balerion dive down to escape from Vhagar’s talons. With a tactical retreat, Balerion flew away just in time for Rhaenys to strike a critical blow onto Vhagar. 

Meleys attacked from behind and tore at Vhagar’s left wing causing the green dragon to breathe out fire into the sky. The Queen Who Never Was ended Aegon and Sunfyre, and now [Name] needed to pull his weight and end Vhagar. 

 [Name]’s heartbeat echoed in his head and he pulled Balerion back into the fight. If Aemond didn’t bring up Helaena in the fight, he would have left Rhaenys to claim the victory of killing Vhagar. 

But Aemond was his now. Brother or not, you do not threaten his wife. Rhaenys saw the Black Dread making his way over with strong beats of his large wings. That look on [Name]’s face said everything she needed to know and she had Meleys release Vhagar, flying high into the sky to see the end of the Green’s Dragons at Rook’s Rest. 

“Dracarys!” 

His commanding voice sent shivers down Rhaenys’ spine and for the first time, she actually witnessed black fire shooting out of Balerion’s throat. Even at the safe distance she was at, the heat from it was too much. 

Vhagar gave out a defeated bellow falling into the sea like a black fireball. A huge splash resounded in their ears and Rhaneys landed Meleys on top of Rook’s Rest looking down at the burning battlefield. Lord Staunton looked up at the princess and carefully asked, “Is it over?” 

Rhaenys breathed in and out watching the aftermath of four dragons fighting. She and [Name] just ended the war in one battle. Balerion and Meleys, injured yet fearlessly fighting with their riders, ended the lives of two dragons. Suddenly Balerion landed on the burning field and roared at the usurper’s men. 

One by one, men started surrendering with their weapons falling from their hands. Green banners left to be stomped on and she could hear some men whimper at the sight of the victorious dragons. 

“Yes, Lord Staunton,” Rhaneys breathed out, “It is over.” Her eyes dragged over and saw a paranoid [Name] on his mount. She unhooked herself from her mount and Meleys moved a wing down to Balerion's back.

Meanwhile [Name] tried to catch his breath, but his chest felt like it could explode. His grip on Hellfire loosened and he pounded at his heart with an ache. His throat closed up and his vision got blurry. 

“[Name], relax!” 

The adult male blinked the tears away and saw a clear vision of Rhaenys holding onto his shoulders. She must have jumped onto Balerion from Meleys with great expertise. 

“You need to calm down, breathe.”

She softly demanded, her face covered in ash morphed into worry as he said, “My own brothers, I killed them. My own blood.” 

Rhaenys’ eyes softened at his turmoil. “Aemond, you saw him,” She tried to reason with him, “he would have burned Aegon were it not for you. You stopped Aemond and his tyranny, no one would blame you for doing that. And I killed Aegon, not you. You’d be wise to remember that you fight for Rhaenyra’s claim, you support the rightful heir. No one is going to call you a kinslayer.” 

[Name] sucked in a deep breath and his shoulder slug forward in defeat despite winning a great battle for Rhaenyra. This happened all too fast and ended so quickly. Nothing was going to make him feel better right now. 

“Princess Rhaenys and Prince [Name]!” 

A voice shouted from the castle, it was Lord Staunton. 

“The Hightowers have fled with their remaining men and there is no sight of Aegon, but his dragon has succumbed to its wounds. Shouldn’t we chase them down on dragonback and horses?” 

Rhaenys looked back at the male adult in her arms and shouted back, “No! For now, we take this win and wait for Queen Rhaenyra’s orders on what to do next. Prepare Prince [Name] a hot bath and a meal. He fought well against his usurper brothers, it’s what you must do for him. And send a raven to Queen Rhaenyra. We have news to tell her.” 

News, [Name] thought. She didn't describe it as good news for the Queen. His brothers deaths were definitely good news for the blacks. Although for him, it was just news.

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MUSIC THAT INSPIRED THIS CHAPTER

There Will Be No Mercy - Ramin Djawadi

Rook's Rest, Pt 2 - Ramin Djawadi

The Red Woman - Ramin Djawadi

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Hey, love your writing! Request for Jenna x male reader where the reader is an actor on Wednesday and Jenna gets him to her trailer to fuck. Inspired by this gif.

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Pairings ; Jenna Ortega x Male!Reader

Warning/s ; smut, jenna dom?

The sun was setting, casting a golden glow over the Wednesday set. The crew was wrapping up for the day, and the familiar sounds of laughter and chatter filled the air. Among the bustling activity, two famous faces caught each other's eye—Y/N, the handsome actor who had everyone's attention, and Jenna, the stunning actress with an alluring charm.

Jenna had been eyeing Y/N since their first day on set, and it was clear that the feeling was mutual. With the day's work finally coming to an end, Jenna knew it was time to make her move. She grabbed her purse and made her way toward Y/N, her eyes locked on his as she approached.

"Y/N," Jenna purred with a playful grin. "It seems we've been dancing around each other all day. I think it's time we took a break and got to know each other better."

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, but he couldn't help but smile in return. "I'd love to," he said, his voice deep and inviting. "But we should probably wait until we're not surrounded by people."

Jenna's eyes twinkled with mischief. "Oh, I don't know about that. I think we can find a way to make it interesting." She took his hand and led him toward her trailer, her fingers intertwined with his. "Come on, let's see if we can't make this a little more exciting than just another boring conversation."

Y/N couldn't help but feel the heat rising in his body as he followed Jenna to her trailer. He wasn't sure what to expect, but he was more than eager to find out. As they entered the small space, Jenna closed the door behind them and turned to face Y/N, her eyes locked on his.

"Now, let's start with the basics. Tell me, Y/N, what do you like in a woman?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to answer. "Well, I love a woman who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to go after it."

Jenna's lips curled into a smirk. "Oh, I think I can relate to that," she said, her voice low and sultry. "So, tell me, Y/N, do you think I know what I want?"

Y/N's heart raced as he looked into Jenna's eyes. "I think you're pretty clear about what you want," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jenna stepped closer to Y/N, her body mere inches from his. "And what do you think I want right now, Y/N?"

Y/N swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. "I think you want me," he said, his voice barely audible.

Jenna's eyes flashed with desire as she reached up and ran her fingers through Y/N's hair. "That's right, Y/N," she purred, her lips brushing against his ear. "I want you, and I'm going to have you."

With that, Jenna pressed her body against Y/N's, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Y/N's hands roamed Jenna's body, exploring every curve and softness. As their tongues danced together, Jenna could feel Y/N's growing arousal, and she knew it was time to take things to the next level.

Jenna broke the kiss and began to unbutton Y/N's shirt, her fingers deftly undoing each button. As she revealed his muscular chest, Jenna leaned in and planted soft kisses along his collarbone, her lips leaving a trail of desire in their wake.

Y/N groaned softly as Jenna continued to tease him, her hands now moving to his pants. She unfastened his belt and slid his pants down, her fingers lingering on the growing bulge in his boxers. Y/N could feel the heat rising in his body, and he knew he was powerless to resist Jenna's advances.

As Jenna pulled Y/N's boxers down, his cock sprang free, standing at attention. Jenna's eyes widened in appreciation as she took in the sight of Y/N's impressive member. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft, her grip firm and sure.

"I can see you're more than ready for me," Jenna whispered, her eyes never leaving Y/N's. "But I think it's time we took things to the next level."

Y/N's breath caught in his throat as Jenna slowly sank to her knees in front of him. She looked up at him, her eyes full of desire, and then took him into her mouth. Y/N groaned loudly as Jenna began to suck him, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony as she pleasured him.

Jenna's head bobbed up and down, her hands gripping Y/N's hips for support. Y/N could feel the pressure building, his body tensing as Jenna worked her magic. He knew he was close, but he wanted to hold off as long as possible, wanting to savor every moment of this incredible experience.

As Jenna continued to suck him, Y/N reached down and ran his fingers through her hair, gently guiding her as he thrust his hips forward. Jenna moaned softly, her own arousal growing as she pleasured Y/N.

"God, Jenna, you're incredible," Y/N groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I'm not sure how much more of this I can take."

Jenna pulled back for a moment, her lips glistening with Y/N's pre-cum. "Don't worry, Y/N," she said with a devilish grin. "I'm just getting started."

With that, Jenna stood up and began to strip off her own clothes, revealing her flawless body inch by inch. Y/N's eyes widened in appreciation as he took in the sight of Jenna's naked form, his cock growing even harder at the sight.

Jenna pushed Y/N back onto the small bed in her trailer, her eyes locked on his as she climbed on top of him. Y/N reached up and cupped Jenna's breasts, his fingers pinching and rolling her nipples as she positioned herself above him.

As Jenna lowered herself onto Y/N's cock, both of them groaned in pleasure. Jenna began to ride him, her hips moving in slow, sensual circles. Y/N's hands explored Jenna's body, his fingers tracing the curves of her hips and ass as she rode him.

Jenna leaned forward, her breasts brushing against Y/N's chest as she moved. Y/N took the opportunity to kiss her deeply, their tongues entwining as they lost themselves in the moment. As their passion grew, Jenna began to ride Y/N harder, her moans becoming more and more intense.

"Yes, Y/N, just like that," Jenna panted, her body trembling with desire. "Fuck me harder, I need to feel you deep inside me."

Y/N groaned in response, his hips thrusting upward as he slammed into Jenna. Jenna's moans grew louder, her body shaking with pleasure as Y/N pounded into her.

As their passion reached its peak, Y/N could feel the pressure building, his body tensing as he neared the edge. Jenna sensed it too, her own orgasm building as she rode Y/N with wild abandon.

"I'm close, Jenna," Y/N gasped, his voice barely audible. "I'm going to cum soon."

Jenna's eyes flashed with desire as she looked down at Y/N. "Cum for me, Y/N," she moaned, her voice thick with need. "I want to feel you cum inside me."

With that, Y/N's body tensed as he reached the point of no return. He thrust his hips upward one last time, burying himself deep inside Jenna as he cried out in pleasure. Jenna's own orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body trembling with pleasure as she came hard around Y/N's cock.

As their bodies slowly came down from the high of their passionate encounter, Y/N and Jenna lay together, their hearts pounding in unison.

[shuenkio]

Pov: Tsundere 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ Enhypen ᯓᡣ𐭩

Genre: Fluffy

Pov: Tsundere enhypen

Paring: Enha X male!reader

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Heeseung: In the third pov, he's the type of secret admirer, who's possessive, very jealous, and wants you to look at him only. whenever a guy or girl is near you, he's always at the crime scene, standing towering behind you, giving your friends a free dead stare, watching you closely while you are talking to your bff, And you don't even know about his presence in your shadow. He likes to walk you home even when you don't need him to and often gives you a strange signal every time. When you ask him, did he has a feeling toward you he just replies with a simple "Nope" However his actions speak in a different language as away the next day after you ask him. "No one can have you when I'm still breathing yeobo :) "

Jay: The principal's son is a walking fire in the school. He's cocky, flirty, hot temper and loves bully to those who are bad talk about him, only an appropriate is a pass. As soon as you transfer to this school, you draw his attention very quickly, because as the bully he is, he already got bored with the same victims and decided to give you some warm love instead. On the other hand, he's walking to his trap, he realizes that the moment you greet him with a short "hello" his heart almost gets shattered by your soothing voice. Your energy just brings him inside out, even though you're a guy but just by your existence alone, cast an unknown spell on him. Which makes him look awkward-cack-handed handed everytime he sees your face. "S-shut up! You failed the experiment who said I like some poor thing like you...or did i? "

Jake: The nerd guy who likes sports might be talkative to his friends but for you, it's different. Sometimes he likes to give you a hard time while sometimes he gives you a butterfly in your stomach. So confused yet so adorable. Over time, when it's a sports exam day, your p.e teacher assigns you to his team since you're bad at sports. Luckily you know how to play basketball too but not very good at it that much. It's the last match of the basketball game, sweaty, hot, and exhausted but you still keep your head on. This is the only chance to prove to Jake that you're useful too. The ball then passes to you, and you quickly run to the other team's goal, aiming for the net, with a piece of blessed luck you make it but during that time you're knocked by the other team member accidentally. You fall to the ground, slightly nosebleed, before blacking out on the spot. Jake saw you're blackout on the floor, immediately ran to you before lifting you in a bridal style, and sprinted to the nurse's office. later on, when you're awake with a band-aid on your face, you see Jake sitting beside you, watching you sleep. You're about to ask him what happened but he cuts you with "Do not try to impress me again like that, you're weak and y'know it. Just show your face every day is e-enough >:( "

Sunghoon: Laterally he enemies with you, all you do is breathe, still he got those headaches whenever you stand in his shadow. Try to act all cool and mysterious every day so you'd think he doesn't want to talk to you and avoid it at all costs. However deep down, he's watching your every move, secretly taking care of you, giving you the answers during the exam on purpose, nevertheless, you never knew he was doing it on purpose, he's more than happy that you never found out about his suspicious behavior. One day when walking back home, you got bullied by some bunch of bullies, boy didn't spare more time before jumping on them one by one, leaving them on the ground, blacked out. You were scared, bleeding and scratching your face. He then leans closer on his knee to check on you. You asked, your voice is shaking. "Wh-what are you doing here?" - "Shhh everything is okay now, let me take you home!" He ruffles your hair gently before giving you a piggyback to take you home.

Sunoo: This boy is so bad at acting all tough and mean, you know he's just doing it because you thought he wanted to look cool. However, he's still didn't treat you the same as his friend. He hates it when you're in a group project with him, talking to his friends, Don't fear him, and treat him as one of your friends when he does it opposite which somehow makes him feel slightly guilty. This action of his got the best of him when you're not in the class he'd put a snack under your desk almost every single day because he was scared to talk to you, too scared to say sorry and wanna be your friend or even more than a friend? During one fine evening, he asked you to meet him at the school's garden for some serious discussion about a project you both needed to do, it's sound not like a joke to you so you went right away. Once you arrived, you asked him what was wrong. He turns to face you with his tears streaming down his cheeks. He got on his knee and asked for your forgiveness out of a sudden. "Please M/n, I can't take it anymore, let's be friends again no-- I want MORE THAN A FRIEND THIS TIME, I LIKE YOU ALL ALONG-- why don't you know about it?"

Jungwon: A really hot temper one, can't say if both of you are friends or not because sometimes he's sweet and sometimes he's harsh as hell. Randomly staring at you in class non-stop which makes you very uncomfortable. One time during lunch break, when you were going to buy the strawberry milk, it was out of stock the moment you were about to buy it. you've been craving for those the whole day but now it's out? Ruin your lunch mood for real. He saw you wanted that strawberry milk so bad, he decided to walk to you and give you by himself and leave the canteen unspoken any words. Give you a dumbfounded moment. Your friends started to tease you after this scene happened from this day. As the day went on, he started to act more nice and lovely to you, as if he never shouted at you back then. You were stressing out that it could burn your brain until you chose to ask him the moment you saw him somewhere. "Why did I act all nice to you? Are you dumb or an idiot? Do you think I put zero effort before I make you mine?"

Ni-ki: Can't describe this boy how much he hated you the moment you walked into the classroom and introduced yourself. What's worse is the teacher assigned you to sit next to him, he just wants to murder someone on the spot but he can't do anything about it. Time is walking, he hated you but now, after spending some time observing you, he realizes you're just a shy person, everything you do is so soft and gentle, making him wanna swallow you and hide you inside his pocket. It's a pepero day, the day everyone exchanges the chocolate-coated cookie sticks with their friends or loved ones. The whole school is full of students who exchange chocolate together, even the teachers do this. Ni-ki get this opportunity to tell you his true feelings today after he developed a crush on you for a long time, so he decided to give you one while you talking to your friend. "Aww the bad boy give me a pepero, what's makes you want to do this?" You asked while giggling in a good way ofc. He stays silent for a second before finally speaking his mind. "Be my boyfriend dumbass, I can't stand seeing everyone having a crush on you from now on"

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The Fourth Archeron Sister - Part 5

summary: the baby of the family, Deirdre Archeron, is growing up and finding herself. on place she has already found is in a unknowingly requited crush with a certain shadow singer. will they be able to find each other? or will expectations, honor, and other forces get in the way?

a/n: oh wow look at me - I can still write and post. crazy. I promise that I will be wrapping up this series and the fractured bonds series in the next few weeks/month or so. I have been dealing with some mental health issues so I thank you for your patience as I ease back into writing. nonetheless, enjoy!

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part 4

warnings: barely proofread, males being jerks 

wc: 1,450

DIERDRE

Deirdre had paled when she saw the gathered court.

“I didn’t want everyone to know at once.” Her voice sounded so timid in the family room with the entire court looking at her for any explanation. Rhys had called a family meeting to discuss what Cassian had heard from Azriel about your failed date. 

Feyre’s face clouded with anger and disappointment. Deirdre turned to Azriel to find his gaze elsewhere. His eyes found every other assembled member of the court - acting like an insult from Alex was a matter of court security. 

"It's good he told us, Deirdre. You could have been seriously hurt," Rhys chided. "Besides, insulting members of my family is not acceptable." 

She looked to Nesta. Her insistence that Cassian exercise restraint was the only reason he stood at her side, tension roiling in his body. 

Deirdre cast pleading eyes to her eldest sister. 

"Deirdre is right," Nesta agreed. "She told Az something private in confidence. She could have come to me when she was ready. A meeting about this is ridiculous." 

Nesta stood, slowly moving around her swollen belly. 

The words of contradiction rose in Feyre's throat but paused as Deirdre confirmed. 

"I was planning on asking to catch a flight to the House of Wind to do just that," Deirdre said. "I needed some time and then I was going to head up for lunch to tell Nesta privately." 

Deirdre put an aggressive emphasis on the last word. 

"I didn't think this a matter of court business. The words were spoken about Nesta and me. Beyond that, it should be up to us who knows about the situation." 

Deirdre didn't miss the look of hurt in Feyre's eyes. She had told Azriel first and planned on telling Nesta second. 

Rhys sighed. "Deirdre, Nesta - do you think there is anything to be done?" 

The sisters shared a glance, unspoken words passing between them. 

"It's my past that came back into Deirdre’s face," Nesta said in a hushed tone. "It's not fair, what he said. He was out of line. But I see no reason to jail him or beat him senseless." 

Anyone could see the objection rising in Cassian.

"Then we're in agreement," Feyre said in her High Lady voice. "The matter is settled." 

No one objected. 

~~~

Deirdre darted out of the family room. Embarrassment flooded her chest, and she didn't want anyone else chastising her or telling her what she should have done. 

A soft hand caught her by the arm before she could make her escape. 

It was Feyre. 

"I'm sorry about all of this," she started. "You should have been allowed to tell us this when you were ready and when you felt the time was right. Azriel was worked up and with the situation involving Nesta, he felt Cassian had a right to -" 

" He felt Cassian had the right?" Deirdre interjected boldly. "It was Nesta and her past that were mentioned. Not him. There was no insult to his character." 

"Yes, but," 

"But what?" 

"If you were mated you would understand. An insult to one is an insult to the other." 

Deirdre scoffed. "I don't have to be mated to understand that Nesta has a right to know about the situation from my mouth before Cassian heard it second hand." 

The males in question looked out from the study into the hall where the sisters argued. Rhys looked shocked. A fight between the two youngest sisters had never been heard of. The rage in Cassia's face and body was relaxing into contempt and concern.  

Azriel just looked ashamed. 

Good, Deirdre thought. He should be. 

~ ~ ~

         Deirdre stomped her way back to her apartment. She earned some confused looks from passing pedestrians – the mild insanity at the muttered curses she spoke to no one in particular. She intended each syllable to one male in particular. 

            She almost couldn’t believe the last hour. Being summoned to the River House with no warning about the reason beforehand. Only to arrive to face the reality that her desire to keep this situation private unless her sister deemed it important to share was completely ignored. She didn’t tell Azriel her plans to speak to her sister, but she shouldn’t have had to. 

            Deirdre wanted to get Nesta’s opinion before telling anyone – even Feyre. She wasn’t sure of her feelings, and she need time to sort herself out. But she knew that speaking to Nesta held an importance. She didn’t need to run to Feyre and Rhys or Azriel to tell her how to feel or react. She could do that on her own.

            She looked around her apartment. Deirdre’s hand twitched with the urge to throw something. She spun, looking for an innocent object to destroy. After she couldn’t find an item worth taking her anger out on, she stilled with her hands on her hips. 

            Hot, angry tears began to flow. She wasn’t sad for herself or Nesta. She was pissed. Pissed that a male who she trusted went behind her back, deciding for her that he knew better.  Deirdre spent the last five years treating Azriel as if he always acted the perfect male. 

            And yet for the second time in a week he proved that he didn’t think of her as an adult but a child whose instincts could not be trusted. 

“He’s here he’s here,” the shadows whispered. 

“Go away!” 

Azriel knocked at the door. 

Without thinking, she moved for the sound, nearly ripping the door off the hinges. 

“Am I a joke to you?” she started. “Am I a child in your view?” 

“Deirdre, may I speak with you?” 

She didn’t slam the door in his face. She spun for the center of her living space, leaving the path open for him. The click of the door closing into place seemed to echo in the room. 

He had entered her space. Despite not turning to look at him, some instinct in her marked his presence. 

“Yes, Deirdre, I’m sorry that this escalated. I didn’t mean for this to get so out of hand.” 

“I told you not to tell Cassian!” She spun on him. He didn’t sound very sorry.

“You’re sorry that it escalated but not for the violation of my trust,” she pointed to her chest. “I had a plan, Azriel. I was going to tell Nesta. I was going to be with her when we told Cassian and Rhys and Feyre if she wanted to.”

“I didn’t know that when you told me I could leave, Deirdre. I thought I was helping.” 

“I didn’t ask for your help!” she forced out, exasperated at his presumption. “I didn’t know what I was feeling, I didn’t know what to do right away. My first instinct was to wait and tell my sister.” 

“You told me first.” 

“You practically forced it out of me!” 

“I did not force you, Deirdre. Do not accuse me of that.” She saw the anger rising in him. The use of force meant something different when it came to Az. 

“I was compelled,” she spat. 

“If you would have told me to leave, I would have.” 

“I wanted support, Azriel! I thought I could come to you, and you would help, if I asked, and that you would treat me like an adult.” 

“I have never treated you like a child, not in recent years anyways.” 

“What do you call this, then?” she insisted. “Going behind my back to tell my sister’s mate about what happened to me before I get the chance to explain anything to her myself? You call that treating me like an adult who can manage her own relationships, on her own time?” 

“Clearly you can manage relationships.” 

            Her heart fell. After his long speech about supporting her and saying that she had the capability to handle herself. Obviously, he just wanted her to stop yelling at him.  

            “Get out.” 

            “Deirdre, wait. I didn’t mean it like that.” 

            She moved away from him as he reached for her. Before he could register what her movements, she dipped down, snatched a book from the table, and threw it as hard as she could.  

            Azriel brought his arm up to block the tome from hitting him in the face. When he peered down at her from behind his raised arm, shock marred his fine features. 

            “I’ll go,” he resigned. “For what it’s worth, I am sorry, Deirdre.” 

            She turned her back to him, swiping the tears that began to fall so that he wouldn’t see. With the closing of the doors, she crumpled to the sofa. Her head fell to her hands and she began to sob. 

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Unseen Hearts

Fandom: Stray Kids

Pairing: Felix x Male Reader

Word Count: 4652

Summary: Y/N is a young actor and singer on the rise who has great admiration for Stray Kids, especially a certain member with a huskier voice.

p.s. this is the first time I write about kpop on this blog, I hope you like it! In fact, I was extremely inspired because I've never written so much! and another thing: I mention a Korean ideogram in the story, I tried to do my research but my Korean is terrible, forgive any mistakes. and always remembering REQUESTS ARE OPEN, in the pinned there are the fandons for which I write

You never thought you would be in a serious relationship with a K-pop artist. Of course, you've been a fan of Korean culture since you were 13 and a friend introduced you to the concept of K-pop, dramas and all the rest.

You were lucky enough to have well-off parents who let you study Korean from the age of 13 because you had become completely obsessed with everything about Korea.

But obviously your life didn't revolve around just that, of course you went to shows whenever you could, once you even got a trip to South Korea as a gift to go to a fan meeting.

But one thing that the idol life showed you was that you also wanted to be an artist, you were in doubt between acting and music. After all, you were good at both. In school plays you always got the lead.

Your mother played the piano and from a very early age taught you everything she knew about music, so one of your hobbies, and also a form of therapy, was writing songs.

When you were 18, a family friend who worked for Netflix knew he had a casting call that was a perfect fit for you. You took the test, with zero faith that you would pass.

But it ended up happening, the series was about a fantasy world, four wizard friends fighting an evil entity, you had a lot of fun recording the first season, you made incredible friends, but you never thought the series would be successful.

Until it exploded. And it became the number 1 series on Netflix, with everyone talking about it. And obviously you and your co-stars started doing press tours.

Jimmy Fallon Show

- Hey guys! Welcome back to the Tonight Show! Today we have a very special guest, a talented young man who is having great success with the new Netflix series: Witchbound Chronicles. Let's welcome the amazing Y/N! How are you, Y/N?

- Hi Jimmy! I'm great, thanks for having me here.

- It's a pleasure to have you. Firstly, congratulations on the success of your series! What has the experience been like seeing your face everywhere?

- It's surreal, Jimmy. I never imagined things would happen so quickly. I'm just enjoying every moment.

- This is amazing! Tell us a little about the series. What can fans expect?

- Well, the series is called "Witchbound Chronicles" and it takes place in a completely new world full of magic, fantastic creatures and lots of exciting twists. I play one of the main characters, a young man named Ethan, who discovers he has incredible magical abilities.

- This looks amazing! And what was the audition process like to get the role?

- It was a little crazy, actually. I auditioned without much expectation, and when I got the call that I had gotten the role, I couldn't believe it. It was a dream come true.

- And what was it like working with the cast and crew?

- Everyone was incredible. The cast is very talented, and the team behind the cameras did an incredible job bringing this magical world to life. I learned a lot from all of them.

- I'm sure fans would love to know if there are any funny or interesting behind-the-scenes stories you can share.

- Oh, definitely! One day, we were filming a scene with intense special effects, and one of the animatronics that plays the magical creatures ended up going out of control. It was hilarious to see everyone running for cover, but in the end, everything worked out, and the scene was incredible.

- And what can we expect from the future, Y/N? More projects on the small screen or maybe even the big screen?

- Absolutely, Jimmy! I love acting, and I hope to continue exploring different roles and challenges. Who knows what the future holds, right?

- Hey Y/N, our research team made some interesting discoveries on your social media. It seems like you're a big K-pop fan, is that right?

- Oh yes, Jimmy! I'm completely obsessed with K-pop, it's one of my passions.

- This is amazing! Any specific groups or artists that you really admire?

- For sure! I'm a big fan of Stray Kids.

- Oh, and our team also noticed that you have a certain “bias” as they say in K-pop at Felix! You've been expressing your crush on Felix a lot on social media. Any funny stories or embarrassing moments related to this?

- Well, now that you mention that this is public I would say that all my posts about Felix are kind of funny and embarrassing, actually. I try to keep it light and humorous, but of course, my friends always tease me a little about it.

- That is great! And if Felix or any of the Stray Kids were watching right now, what would you say to them?

- Wow, that's a tough question. I guess I would say how much they mean to me as an artist and as a person. Their work really inspires me, and I really admire their talent.

- I hope Felix sees this and who knows, maybe you can meet one day!

Some time later, on a live that Felix was doing, a fan asked if he had seen this interview.

Chat: Felix, did you see Jimmy Fallon's interview with Y/N, the actor from the series "Witchbound Chronicles"?

- Oh yeah! I saw! It was amazing. I couldn't stop smiling throughout the entire interview.

Chat: Y/N mentioned that he's a big fan of Stray Kids and that he has a crush on you. What was your reaction when you watched this?

- Oh, really? This is so cool! I was very flattered to learn that he is a Stray Kids fan. I think it's an honor when talented people like our work.

Chat: Would you have a message to send to Y/N?

For sure! Y/N, if you're watching, thank you so much for your support! It's amazing to know that you enjoy our work, and who knows, maybe one day we can meet. Keep being amazing!

Chat: It would be great to see a collaboration between Stray Kids and the series' soundtrack, wouldn't it?

- Absolutely! We would love it! Who knows what the future holds for us, right? Let's hope something like this happens.

Meanwhile at your house

- Y/N did you watch Felix's last live? - Your sister came running to ask you.

- No, I saw the notification but I was busy so I couldn't watch it.

- You NEED to see this excerpt!

Your sister takes the phone to you with a cut from the live stream where Felix Yongbok Lee is simply talking about you, and of course you completely freak out!

- MY GOD! FELIX KNOWS I EXIST!

- Imagine if you could meet him in person?

You stop and reflect for a second

- What is it? - Your sister asks.

- My Twitter account simply has 1001 posts about how handsome and hot I think he is! I need to deprive that now!

- Wow, but it's great that he knows you have a crush on him!

- He already knows because of that stupid interview, I don't need to be embarrassed anymore! - You run out to get your cell phone.

A while later on a gossip page

“Recently Y/N S/N deprived his Twitter account and opened a new one saying that it would be his professional account. Does the young actor have something to hide?”

/-/

Months later, with the end of recording the first season of the series, and the end of the press conferences, you feel that it is time to return to music. You had loved that whole period of recording and promoting the series but you felt the urge to write about it all, to put it all in the form of music, and deep in your heart, you wanted to write about something, something that you thought was really silly. actually, but your mother always told you that music was made to express all your feelings.

Unseen Hearts

🎶 Unseen hearts, a world apart,

In the shadows, you're the spark.

A crush so sweet, yet out of reach,

Dreams we chase, lessons we teach. 🎶

- This song is AMAZING! - A music producer friend of your mother said when he heard it.

- Did you really think so? I think it's no big deal.

- Is beautiful! What was the inspiration?

- Ah, silly thing, you know... stupid youthful passion - You said with a bit of shame.

- Y/N, I know you've been wanting to combine acting and music for so long, Bobby can give you that opportunity. – Your mother said

- You have so much potential Y/N. - Said Bobby, the producer and owner of the record company you were now part of.

- Now, ideas for a music video?

The Unseen Hearts video was a success, number 1 in views on YouTube. The clip takes place in a magical setting, reminiscent of the world of the series that you are part of. Include enchanted forests, ancient ruins and mystical locations, having a sense of magic and mystery. The story of the music video centers on you, showing your magical journey in search of your unreachable crush. Throughout the clip you searche for a masked figure who wears a necklace with the Korean character:  리

Comments on Twitter

🌟 Just watched the "Unseen Hearts" music video by @Y/NActorOfficial and I'm absolutely enchanted! The magical symbolism and emotional depth in every scene got me hooked. Matt's talent is truly spellbinding! 🔮💖 #UnseenHearts #Y/NMagic

✨ The "Unseen Hearts" music video is a masterpiece! 🎬✨ Y/N's portrayal of an unattainable crush, wrapped in magical elements, is pure art. The visuals, the symbolism – everything is on point! 🌌🎶 #WitchboundChronicles #MagicalMusic

🌌 Theory time! What if the "Unseen Hearts" video is a metaphor for the struggles we face in expressing our feelings? The crush, shrouded in magic, symbolizes the elusive nature of emotions. Y/N's journey represents the pursuit of self-discovery. 🧐💭 #UnseenHeartsTheory

📜 Lyric interpretation theory: What if the lyrics in "Unseen Hearts" reflect Y/N's emotions towards Felix? The masked figure embodies the lyrical expression of an unspoken crush, with the ideogram pendant serving as a musical symbol of admiration. 🎤💔 #LyricConnection #UnseenHeartsEmotion

🎵 Melodic connection theory: The musical journey in "Unseen Hearts" might represent Y/N's emotional connection to Felix. The masked figure, with Felix's ideogram, is the elusive muse driving the rhythm of Y/N's heart. 🎭💖 #MusicalMuse #UnseenHeartsMelody

//

The Kelly Clarkson Show

- Hey guys! We're here with the talented Y/N, who recently released the amazing music video "Unseen Hearts." Y/N, first, I want to say that the music video is amazing, but everyone is wondering: what is the meaning behind it?

- Hi Kelly! First of all, thank you for the compliment. You know, "Unseen Hearts" is a magical journey, an exploration of emotions and personal challenges. I wanted to convey the idea of pursuing something that seems unattainable, but at the same time, it is an experience of self-discovery.

- Oh, this is fascinating! And many fans are curious about the character that appears in the clip. Can you tell us more about this?

- Of course, Kelly. The ideogram is an artistic representation, a kind of personal symbol. It's a way to add a layer of mystery to the story, allowing each person to find their own meaning in the song and video.

- I get it, I love this enigmatic approach! And what would you say to fans speculating about the music video?

- Well, it's amazing to see the enthusiasm of the fans and the different interpretations they are creating. The beauty of art is in its subjectivity, right? I love seeing the theories and stories that people are coming up with. It's a gift to see how music resonates in unique ways for everyone.

//

Live from Felix a few days later

Chat: Hi, Felix! Did you see Y/N's new video, "Unseen Hearts"? What did you think?

- Oh, sure! I watched it, and I have to say Y/N did an amazing job. The magical atmosphere, the emotional narrative, everything was very well done. I really liked.

Chat: And the music? Do you think it has some connection with you? After all, the character with your name appears in the clip!

- Well, it's interesting, right? I think art is interpretive, and each person can have their own vision. If music is an artistic expression, it's hard to say exactly what it means to Y/N. But I loved seeing how fans are creating their own theories and stories around it.

Chat: We are really curious! Do you think Y/N might have been inspired by you for the song?

- You know, Y/N is an incredible artist, and I'm just one of the many artists who can inspire him. I think the beauty of music is its ability to connect with different experiences and emotions. If Y/N found inspiration in something we experienced, it's an honor.

Chat: Hey Felix, we know Y/N mentioned he's a Stray Kids fan. Do you think he could have a crush on you?

- Oh, really? That's kind of funny to think about. I think it's always flattering to know that people admire our work, whether as artists or as people. And well, I don't really know about that. I'm grateful for the fans' support and affection, but personal relationships are something private, right? Let's focus on the music and Y/N's work, which is incredible.

Chat: We're just kidding, Felix! But seriously, what was it like for you to see your character in his video?

It was a pleasant surprise, for sure! Y/N is a talented artist, and it was cool to see that special touch in the video. I think he did a wonderful job of creating something unique and meaningful.

//

A few weeks later you are invited to perform at the Billboard Music Awards, it would be your first time performing Unseen Hearts in front of such a large audience, you were nervous obviously, but something made you even more nervous.

- Y/N you have no idea what I discovered! - Bobby, who was now your manager, called you excitedly.

- What was it?

- So I was organizing your participation in this year's BMAs, and you know who will be there, STRAY KIDS! They will also participate

You froze, you had followed the news, given interviews, seen Felix's live and knew that everyone already knew the obvious, you had burst out writing a song about the crush you had on a boy you saw once at a fan meeting.

- Y/N… are you there? - Bobby asked from the other side.

- I'm sorry, I just got a little distracted.

- I thought you would be more excited.

- Yes, I'm excited, of course, it's going to be really cool - You said a little disconcerted.

- Now are you ready for the big news?

- My God, is there more?

- It has! So the organization was talking to me, and they asked me if you would be willing to sit at the same table as them, you know, you speak Korean, so you can help the members who don't speak it to fit in.

- BOBBY WHAT DID YOU ANSWER?

- I confirmed your place with them of course, I thought you would love it!

- ARE YOU TELLING ME I'M GOING TO COME FACE TO FACE WITH THE GUY I WROTE A SONG ABOUT?????

- Wait, was the song really about Felix?

- My God Bobby, I thought you were my manager and paid attention to the nuances.

You wanted to pass out obviously.

//

Billboard Music Awards Day - Red carpet.

- Hi Matt! We are excited to see your performance today. What can we expect from this presentation?

- Hello! I'm looking forward to the night, it's going to be amazing. The performance will be full of energy, with a touch of magic and emotion. I hope everyone enjoys it!

- Good luck! Now, we've heard rumors that you and Stray Kids have a special connection. Any future collaborations on the horizon?

- Well, I'm a big fan of Stray Kids, they're so talented. Who knows what the future holds? I'm always open to surprising collaborations. - You say with a bright smile

- Hmm, intriguing! And regarding the "Unseen Hearts" video, many fans speculate about the inspiration behind it. Any subliminal messages?

- Ah, "Unseen Hearts" is an emotional journey, an exploration of personal feelings and challenges. Fan interpretations are fascinating, and I like to leave the song open to different meanings.

- What about the ideograms? We saw Felix from Stray Kids in the video. Any special meaning? - The interviewer asks with an insinuating smile

- Ideograms are like artistic elements, each one can find its own meaning. Sometimes it's just a way to add a special touch to the visual narrative. - You say, wanting to curse yourself for when you had the brilliant idea of putting one of the ideograms of Felix's name in the music video

Interview with Stray Kids

- And we're here with Stray Kids! You guys are killing it as always. We're curious to know, are there any secret collaborations you have in mind? Maybe something with our dear Y/N, who is also here today?

- Well, you know, we are always open to new musical experiences. Y/N is an amazing artist, so who knows what could happen in the future? - Felix responds.

- Interesting! And speaking of collaborations, we saw Felix's character in Y/N's "Unseen Hearts" video. Any idea what this could mean?

- It seems like Y/N wanted to add a special touch to the video. I don't know if there's a deeper meaning, but it's an honor to be included in his art in some way. - Felix says smiling

- What if we talk about the music itself? Any thoughts on "Unseen Hearts"? - The interviewer says wanting to provoke.

- Of course, we all watched the clip and were impressed. The song has a unique vibe, and Y/N's performance is engaging. It's great to see artists exploring different styles. - Bang Chan responds

- It seems like there are a lot of secrets being kept! Speaking of secrets, do you have any future projects that you haven't revealed yet?

- Well, we never reveal all our secrets, do we? You can expect more surprises in the future. - Hyunjin responds, ending the interview.

//

Later, after the red carpet, you have to face reality and go to your seat next to the members of Stray Kids. You're dying of embarrassment, not only because you meet artists you admire so much, but because you know what the topic of the moment is.

You greet everyone in Korean, trying to be as polite as possible, they are all incredibly kind to you.

When it's time to sit down, it's as if fate hates you, and of course your seat was next to Felix.

- I really enjoyed your series on Netflix. - Felix said trying to start a conversation.

- Serious? Didn't you find it a little too fanciful?

- It's too fanciful, but I like things like that, it's really cool.

- Thank you very much - You said blushing.

He looked incredibly handsome that night, you were trying very hard not to stare.

- I really liked Unseen Hearts too, it's a beautiful song.

- Oh thank you, but it doesn't even compare to your work, I'm still quite an amateur. - You always had this habit of diminishing yourself.

- Hey don't say that, your work is incredible. - He takes a strand of your hair and puts it back. - Your eyes are very E/C

He immediately takes his hand out of your hair and apologizes. There was a slight awkward atmosphere but the touch of his fingers in your hair were still there. “You’re not living a fanfic, focus on reality”, you forced yourself to think.

You didn't want to do it but you had to, you didn't want them to keep bothering the boy because of the damn ideogram in the clip.

- Look at the clip, and the ideogram, I'm sorry they keep disturbing you with this, I saw some of your lives and how embarrassed you were.

- Hey no, I thought it was really cool! Was it really a reference for me?

You look down, well, there was no point in lying anymore, right? At least you would leave with the knowledge that your idol would never see you as anything more

- Yes, it was, but you know we all have crushes on famous people, don't worry, it doesn't mean anything big.

- What a shame - He said looking down

What? - You were shocked.

- I wouldn't mind, you know, if it was a genuine crush.

You didn't have time to respond because Bobby came to call you to say that you needed to get ready for your presentation. You ran away with your heart racing, what did that mean, what did Felix mean?

//

- Ladies and gentlemen, singing Unseen Hearts Y/N S/N

On the Billboard Music Awards stage, the "Unseen Hearts" moment begins with you positioned center stage, radiating a magnetic presence. The mesmerizing melody fills the room, creating a magical atmosphere that captures everyone's attention.

The scenery is full of fantastic elements, as you immerse yourself in the performance, conveying the emotion of the music through each note. The audience, enveloped by the magic of the presentation, watches attentively.

During the performance, the camera occasionally cuts to the audience, where Felix from Stray Kids is sitting. His eyes meet at various moments, creating a visual connection that transcends the stage. You, while singing, exchange intense glances with Felix in the audience, conveying deep emotions and a unique harmony.

The exchange of glances is loaded with meaning, as if you were sharing your story not only with the audience, but also with Felix. Every facial expression reflects the intensity of the song, as your eyes meet Felix's, conveying a silent, emotional narrative.

At the end of the performance, the audience bursts into applause, recognizing the beauty and emotion of the performance. You, as you come down from the stage, exchange a final look with Felix, a moment that remains suspended in the air before being lost in the effervescence of the applause.

On twitter

🌟 The exchange of looks between Y/N and Felix during "Unseen Hearts" at the #BBMAs was simply magical! This emotional connection transcended the stage. ✨🎶 #UnseenHeartsMagic

😍 I can't get over the intensity of the looks between Y/N and Felix during the performance! Their chemistry is palpable, and "Unseen Hearts" became even more special. ��💖 #BBMAs # Y/N xFelixMoment

🧙‍♂️ I'm absolutely delighted with the performance of "Unseen Hearts" at the #BBMAs. The looks between Y/N and Felix added an extra layer of magic to the performance! 🌈🔮 #EnchantedConnection

🎭 "Unseen Hearts" at the #BBMAs was an emotional journey! The looks between Y/N and Felix brought a unique depth to the presentation. A masterpiece of connection and magic. 🌌🎶 #MysticalPerformance

🤩 The performance of "Unseen Hearts" at the #BBMAs was a visual and emotional spectacle! Y/N and Felix exchanging looks made everything even more captivating. 😊💫 #KPopMagicMoment

😭 I cried at the beauty of the performance of "Unseen Hearts". The intensity of the looks between Y/N and Felix is heartbreaking. A unique emotional experience. 💔🌟 #BBMAs #EmotionalJourney

🎶 The chemistry between Y/N and Felix during "Unseen Hearts" at the #BBMAs is something that cannot be described in words. A perfect fusion of music, emotion and connection. Angry! 👏🌈 #MusicalAlchemy

🌀 "Unseen Hearts" at #BBMAs left my soul vibrating. The looks between Y/N and Felix transcended the stage, creating a unique and magical experience. 🔮✨ #MysticVibes #UnseenHeartsVibes

//

You couldn't believe what had just happened, you had performed Unseen Hearts in front of hundreds of people but it was as if you could only see Felix, you were completely embarrassed by it. How could you be so unprofessional to stare at the boy like that? What would they say about you? What would they say about him?

A knock on the dressing room door makes you stand up. It was the boys from Stray Kids and you quickly rushed to open it.

- Y/N, man, you just killed it on stage! It was amazing! - Bang Chan says hugging you.

You're grateful for the compliment, but a wave of self-consciousness hits you. Did they notice your distraction? Did they notice the prolonged glances in Felix's direction?

- Oh, thanks, Chan! I'm glad you liked it. - You say smiling, trying to hide it.

- Did you see the audience? Everyone was mesmerized. It looks like you worked some real magic up there! - Jeongin says.

Everyone laughs, and you join in the laughter, trying to keep your self-critical thoughts away.

- Y/N, that performance was incredible. You brought such a unique energy to the song. - Felix says with a shy smile.

- And I think our friend here needs to speak to you in private. - Changbin says leading the others to leave the room.

Okay, you thought: now he's going to say that what I did was horrible, that it could cause gossip and horrible repercussions for his career. And so you will have ruined the mere chance of having a friendship with someone you admire.

But his response was very different from what you imagined.

- Yeah… I wanted to ask… if you want to go out with me, do you know after the awards?

The initial perplexity is replaced by a mixture of relief and surprise. You expected the worst, but here Felix is, not mentioning anything about the intense stares, but rather extending an invitation to hang out.

- Wow, of course, I would love to! It would be amazing. - You smile trying to hide your surprise.

Felix seems to relax a little, like he's relieved by his answer.

- Great so! Will be cool. The awards are going to be incredible, but I think after that we can relax a little, what do you think?

- I will love it!

- Excellent! See you after the awards, then. - He says with a dazzling smile

He turns to leave the dressing room, and you stay there, processing the unexpected turn of events. What seemed like a potential uncomfortable situation turned into an invitation to hang out. Perhaps the intense looks were perceived differently by Felix.

Later that night…

"Y/N from 'Unseen Hearts' and Felix from Stray Kids spotted holding hands after the Billboard Music Awards!"

"The beginning of a new ship? Y/N and Felix, moments of romance after the awards."

"Fans are ecstatic over photos of Y/N and Felix together. Could this be the start of a new friendship or something more?"

And on Twitter…

😱 Holding hands? This is real? Y/N and Felix together? I'm freaking out! 😍🥰 # #Y/NxFelix  #UnseenHeartsLove

🚢 Is a new ship being born? The internet needs to know! 😏🚀 # Y/Nlix #ShipSpeculation

🌟 The friendship between Y/N and Felix is so beautiful! We loved seeing the two together. 🤝💖 #FriendshipGoals # Y/NAndFelix

🧐 Holding hands? Are we all witnessing the beginning of something special? 🤔🌈 # Y/NAndFelix #SpeculationsRising

📸 Exclusive photos of Matt and Felix leaving the event. Are we seeing the birth of a new partnership? 🤝💫 #CelebrityNews # Y/NFelixMoments

📚 What do you think of a fanfic based on these photos? 😏💕 # Y/NlixFanfic #ShippingDreams

And so maybe Unseen Hearts weren't so unseen...

[thenardierfamilytherapy]

LES MUPPETS MISÉRABLES

CAST

JEAN VALFROG - Kermit the Frog

MYRIEL, BISHOP OF DIGNE- Rowlf the Dog

FANTINE - Fozzie Bear

BAMATABOIS - Clifford

JAVERT - Miss Piggy in drag

CHAMPMATHIEU - ‘original Kermit’ (see below)

MUPPETTE (child) - Baby Miss Piggy

ÉPONINE (child) - Baby Janice

MME. THÉNARDIER - Waldorf

M THÉNARDIER - Statler

MONTFERMEIL INN GUESTS - Dr. Teeth and the Electric Mayhem band, dressed as a funk band

GAVROCHE - Animal

ENJOLRAS - Gonzo

GRANTAIRE - Rizzo the Rat

LES AMIS DE L’ABC - Beaker (de Courfeyrac), Dr. Bunson Honeydew (Combeferre), Pepe the King Prawn (Joly), Bean Bunny (Jehan Prouvaire), Beauregard (Feuilly), and Scooter (Bahorel)

MARIUS - Robin the Frog

MUPPETTE (adult) - Miss Piggy

ÉPONINE (adult) - Janice

PATRON-MINETTE - Electric Mayhem band again, now dressed as a punk band: Floyd Pepper (Claquesous), Zoot (Babet), Lips (Geuelemer), and Dr. Teeth (Montparnasse)

BARRICADE GIRLS - Camilla and the Chickens

FARMER - Farmer

FAUCHELEVANT - Dr. Julius Strangepork

FRENCH NATIONAL GUARD - Sam Eagle, Link Hogthrob, the Swedish Chef, Bobo the Bear

ENSEMBLE - Dancers

NOTES

- Fantine’s co-workers in the factory are French poodles; the Lovely Ladies are shaved poodles. Fantine’s ‘hair cutting’ is more a ‘fur shearing’ which leaves him bald. Please imagine for a moment a bald Fozzie Bear in drag, sitting down to a piano with a somber, solo spotlight to sing ‘I Dreamed a Dream.’

- Now please imagine Kermit the frog consoling a shaved dying drag Fozzine Bear that he will look after her darling child, Muppette.

- Honestly Kermit as JVJ is a no brainer to me, apart from simply being the male protagonist, but just imagine Valjean’s solos sung with as much gusto as permitted by Kermit’s little voice. ‘Who am I? Jean ValFrog!!!’

- Some of the Muppets playing Les Amis canonically cannot speak but instead make noises that others understand as speech (i.e. Beaker as Courfeyrac); this is reflected in their versions of ‘Red and Black’, ‘Drink with me’, and ‘Do you hear the people sing?’

- Likewise with the Swedish chef’s portrayal of a French national guardsman, and Animal as Gavroche, both of whom are just barely comprehensible. Animal’s Gavroche is a feral child.

- The Robbery scene transition where Kermit and Piggy as Jean Valfrog and Muppette run offstage now occurs not only to follow the plot, as scripted, but also for the practical reason that Miss Piggy must appear dressed as Javert almost immediately as soon as she disappeared dressed as Muppette.

- Miss Piggy’s double casting is due to a backstage conflict: Piggy has insisted upon playing Muppette despite already having been cast as Javert, with all of the others agreeing that none of them but Piggy have the imposing presence necessary to play him. This is true: she takes both rôles.

Picture: Miss Piggy on stage with mutton chops and a black overcoat and hat, acting as a sort of obsessed parole officer to Kermit. Now picture (Baby) Miss Piggy as the iconic Cosette illustration from the 80s posters, wistfully sad and baby faced with that giant brush. I could be convinced of a different casting for Javert (Sam Eagle comes to mind as an obvious choice), but imo Piggy has to be Muppette. Muppette is a particular kind of Cosette: one played by a prima donna who has strong-armed the production behind the scenes, an angelic soprano with a barely suppressed, explosive rage. Also,

- Casting the Baby Muppets as young ‘Muppette’ and young Éponine works particularly well, coincidentally, due to the canon of Baby Muppets, in which baby Janice happens to be the only one who can read. Janice’s Éponine accompanies herself on electric guitar (as she did as a member of Electric Mayhem) during ‘On My Own.’

- Behold, Champmathieu, the man mistaken for Valjean, who is portrayed by the original ‘abstract lizard’ design of Kermit the Frog (i.e. before he got his feet, collar, and explanatory epithet):

‘Jean Valfrog’ with ‘Champmathieu’:

Fin.

(Credit to @gutsofgold for casting statler and waldorf as the thénardiers; possibly others have done this already, I’d love to compare notes!)

[enm-enthusiast]

The Exhibitionists Club Ch. 1 - Jeremy Part 1

Before we get started, some things I’d like to say. First off, thank you everyone for all your support, it means a lot you’ve stuck with me this far!

Also, a shout out to my fellow ENM writers Suitedwestend and Gaystoryfull, check out their pages for more awesome content!

Now, this series will be revolving around a diverse cast of characters, all of whom I’ve already introduced but again we’ll be starting off in Jeremy’s POV and next chapter we’ll introduce Stephen. While this may disappoint some, I don’t intend for this first chapter to be as full and action-packed like most of my works. I want to slowly build up this series, and have the payoff to cause you all to have the effect of you all dropping your pants ;) Now, without further ado, let’s get into the first chapter of my new series, Blue River’s University: The Exhibitionists Club.

Character Description: Jeremy is a 6’2 ginger man, a little on the chubby side, with green eyes and facial hair on the sides of his face which is square-jawed. An english major at the university, Jeremy works as a part time gym cleaner on campus, where he gets to spot the half-naked, sweaty bodies of other adult males on campus. Jeremy is bisexual but has yet to be intimate with another man, and fantasizes constantly of finding himself a young stud he can turn into his submissive bitch…

Jeremy

I hated going to the gym, but not for reasons people might have expected. I didn’t stare at the regular gym goers' bodies with envy, nor did I hate the idea of exercise, no, my reasons were far more…lustful.

I hated getting to see their glistening, sweaty-bodies as they worked out, their sexy torsos exposed for all to see. It drove me mad to know that I could never get my hands on any of them, I knew they’d reject me in a heartbeat.

What a shame it was too, because almost every time that I had to visit the gym I spotted a cute guy or two I thought needed a good spanking. In fact,I had my eye on one in particular, starting one day when I spotted a young blonde who I just knew was a perv underneath his shy exterior. He had obviously been new, asking the people who worked at the gym all sorts of questions, but no matter what he refused to show any skin or take off his shirt.

Every time I went to the gym these days since then, I saw him there, working out. The last time he had managed to build himself up a little, but still, he refused to show off anything! My cock ached in my pants just imagining his tight little ass cheeks clenching as I slapped them till they were red and raw. I never got to stay long enough to see if he used the showers here, and it was never my job to clean them so our paths never crossed if he did…

Sure enough, even now as I walked into the doors of the gym building I could see him lifting weights off in the corner. My eyes were drawn to how his ass clung to his short blue shorts as he bent over with the weights. I was positively drooling at the sight, his butt was round and perfectly curved, making it look like two small, but thick bubbles were stuck to him at all times. 

“Uhhh, Jeremy? You alright?” I heard a voice say which snapped me out of my trance, tried to ignore the blood rushing to my cock, and turned back towards the head of the gym. Technically my boss, George was an older man in his early 40’s, but was in really good shape, in fact I wouldn’t mind if he didn’t want to get down and-

Stop it, you're working, I had to say to myself to keep my cock from getting even harder in my pants. “Yeah George, I just got distracted by some new equipment I hadn’t noticed before, seems it’s being put to good use” I said, hoping that would satisfy him.

“Ah, you noticed? We just got those new weights last week, some members have taken a liking to them” he said, pointing to the blonde stud with his chin. 

“Yeah, he sure seems enthusiastic…” I said, trying to keep my gaze away from his ass. 

“Stephen’s pretty shy, but he’s put in some commendable work here, and has come out of his shell a lot, but I keep having to stay open late because he insists on using the showers only until everyone else leaves” George said.

Fuck…he does use the showers here?! I thought to myself, my heart racing at the implications. I found out his name too…Stephen…such a cute name for a cute twink that I knew for almost certain was hiding something pervy underneath his shy exterior. I got so caught up in my own thoughts again I almost missed George’s next words which would change my life forever…

“In fact…that reminds me, I have a special job for you tonight, my usual cleaner for the showers called off tonight so I need you to stay a little later and finish cleaning up after Stephen’s done showering, that okay?” he said.

My cock throbbed in my pants as he finished speaking, and I had little time to gather my thoughts as I grinned widely and said “Oh don’t worry sir…I think that’ll suit me just fine” I said.

“Great! Just don’t spook poor Stephen while you're in there, he scares easily, gets so caught up he doesn’t notice anything going on around him” he said, smiling while shaking his head before walking away.

I turned back towards where Stephen had now put down the weights, sweat drenching his white tank top and briefly glanced in his direction, I gave him a knowing smile and a wink. I didn’t catch his full reaction but before he turned away I saw red in his cheeks. 

Damn, he’s cute!….I’d bend you over here and now if I could, but soon enough I’ll get to see everything you're hiding, I thought to myself as I walked away and started forming a plan inside my head.

(Four Hours Later)

“If this works…I might lose my job, but…I never really liked this job anyways” I said to myself out loud, my voice barely a whisper.

The gym was officially “closed” now, but the cleaning staff stayed behind and I was the last of them now, with everyone else finished. All that was left was for me to clean up the showers…

Less than an hour ago, I saw Stephen gathering up his things in his gym bag and once everyone else but me had left, I spotted him heading for the showers. I made sure he didn’t see me as I gathered up my cleaning supplies in a handheld basket and made my way towards the gym showers.

The lights had been mostly turned off, with only dim light in the hallways obscuring my vision slightly as I reached the door to the showers which was situated at the far east side of the gym. I held my ear to the door and sure enough I heard running water, grinning to myself and freely grabbing my cock through the fabric of my pants.

Luckily for me, not only was Stephen rather short-sighted but the gym shower door had a soft lock on it which meant that whenever it opened the lock always clicked softly, barely making any noise. I heard that the gym had it designed that way to ensure people could move in and out without making any loud noises that would disrupt people from showering.

Whatever the case, it was certainly helping me put the first steps of my plan into place as I opened the door with a soft click and slowly pushed it open and as quietly as I could, closed it behind me. I made sure the door was firmly closed before turning back around to see where Stephen was and what I saw made my jaw drop.

He was naked. Fully naked, out in the open with water running down his smooth, tan but completely hairless skin. Believing himself alone, he had taken the middle shower, which was closest to the door and lockers, yes, but it also meant anyone walking in would get an eyeful of your bare ass. I spotted more than a few bare asses that way when cleaning the showers during the day shift, some were quite nice, and all I wanted was to get my hands on them.

If I play things right, I’ll get my hands on those, I thought to myself, gazing right as Stephen’s bare ass cheeks. They seemed to shine under the water, and they jiggled in such a way as he moved around washing his body, that my cock was fully hard in my pants.

“Not yet” I said to myself. I gripped my basket tightly and managed to tear my gaze away from the amazing sight of Stephen’s naked body. As I walked further in, I noticed his gym bag on the benches right across from the open showers. Out of curiosity, I moved closer and looked briefly inside.

Holy fuck! I thought to myself as I spotted not just gym clothes…I saw very explicit gay porn magazines, and not just any porn…BDSM, leather porn. My cock throbbed as if in approval of Stephen’s rather kinky, and as I suspected, perverted tastes. 

I even saw what looked like a vibrator inside, which made me wonder to myself: why the fuck would he bring that in his gym bag…unless…he has it inside him while he works out?!

Regardless, it proved I was right in my assessment of Stephen, that beneath his shy boy exterior was a submissive kink-boy that was about to expand his horizons just a bit.

Just one look improved my chances for success dramatically, but first…I looked away from his gym bag and walked further in, five feet away from Stephen. I cleared my throat, loudly enough for him to pause and turn around slowly. Upon seeing me, he blushed a deep red, covering himself with his hands and yelled “What the fuck?! What are you doing here?” he said.

His blond hair was cut short, but it was wavy, and his dramatic motions just now made it flow across his head as if fluid despite that it was wet. The sight of it, along with his crimson-red blush, made my cock throb even harder though thankfully he didn’t notice…yet.

“Uhhh, my job? The usual cleaner is off tonight so I got asked to do it instead, I didn’t think anybody else was left” I said, nonchalantly. I hated having to lie like this, but I knew it was the only option I had to calm him down.

In fact, he seemed to calm down quite a lot once I finished speaking, and, while still covering himself he even seemed apologetic. “Oh…I see, well I’m sorry I yelled at you, I thought George had told everyone but..I guess I should have asked, is it alright if you can wait to clean? I’m almost done here” he said, his voice nervous and clearly very embarrassed.

“It’s all right, no need to worry about it, but…it’s late and I need to get going as soon as possible…so how about this, I’m going to go clean the rest of the showers so that once you finish up I can clean up your area and we can both leave, how’s that sound?” I said.

He seemed to consider it, he darted his eyes away from me and after a moment he looked back up and said “A-alright, that seems fair, just please…don’t look” he said and his blush turned even redder. This boy doesn’t know how cute he is, it almost made me lose control and pin him to the ground while I sucked on his neck.

I didn’t let it show, thankfully as I gave him a smile and said “no problem” before turning around and walking to the far side of the showers. He seemed to still be wary, however, and waited a long while before he finally got back to showering, keeping an eye on me the whole time. 

I was true to my word, I didn’t look at him once and even finished up cleaning the showers which thankfully wasn’t too dirty today. It was nearly time to put the rest of my plan into action, but it hinged on Stephen at last diverting his gaze away from me.

I seemed to have calmed him down enough, because he at last had to look away as he lathered his hair up with soap. Now’s my chance I thought to myself as I stuck close to the lockers, stepping carefully towards his gym bag. Stephen didn’t hear as I made it to where his gym bag was, and carefully gathered up his clothes. 

I removed his wallet and his phone, and placed them back inside the bag, then I inspected his clothes. It seems Stephen had chosen to wear a jockstrap to the gym today, a purple and green one too! and had regular black boxer briefs to change into.

I gathered all of his clothes, including his shower towel, in a bundle, and hurried my way to the door, opening it with another soft click and had it open halfway before I stopped…

I turned back towards him, gazing as he rinsed the soap out of his hair which ran down his back and then his cheeks…I bit my lip as my cock started to harden once more. My original plan was to take off with all his clothes and make him run out of here naked but…those magazines changed things. 

Instead, I tossed his clothes out in the hallway which landed in a corner that I made sure to remember in my head as I closed the door behind me.

Keeping my eyes trained on him, I slowly walked back towards his gym bag. Stephen had finished rinsing off and was now making sure all of the soap was off of his body, which meant his shower was nearly over. That was when I made my move by grabbing one of his magazines, a picture of a nude, bound twink on the cover, a collar on his neck with a leash held by a muscle dom in leather.

Well…I may not be covered in leather, but I think I’ll do just fine, I thought to myself. I started flipping through the pages. Loudly. My attention was now solely on the magazine and I had to admit, some of the content was turning me on. My cock was almost fully hard again, and I purposefully used my free hand to rub my erection through my pants. 

I unbuttoned the top of my pants, and slightly unzipped them to allow my hand to slide its way inside and grab ahold of my aching boner. I moaned out loud now, and the sound of that, combined with me flipping the pages of the magazine, had finally caught his attention.

I withdrew my hand from my pants and made sure both hands were now holding the magazine and twisted my face to be one of surprise and shock as he turned around once more.

Stephen’s eyes widened in shock themselves, so much so he forgot to cover up and I got a look at what he was packing at long last. His cock was thin, but long even while soft it looked like he was four and a half inches. Once he noticed where my gaze was he blushed and quickly moved to cover himself, but before he did so I saw a hint of his cock enlarging. 

His blush stretched all across his face, including his ears when he recognized the magazine in my hands. “Dude, what the fuck are you looking in my gym bag for?!” he said, trying to sound angry and confident. The truth was that he was embarrassed that someone had not only seen, but was actively looking at his perverted jerk off materials.

“You left it out where practically anyone could see it, I was walking back and sure enough I saw-this” I said, pointing to the cover, and he turned his head away in shame.

“I gotta say though…you have nice taste” I said, pointing this time to the leather-bound muscle hunk that held the leash to the twink on the cover. Stephen froze, and he looked back up to see where I was pointing and his eyes both widened and something else too.

I saw a spark pass between them, and when I did I knew I had his attention. “Although leather has never really been my thing…I could make an exception…under the right circumstances” I said, giving him a knowing wink and a smile. 

I closed and set the magazine down on the bench and looked right at Stephen, and him at me, his mouth slightly open. Looking at his wet, naked body and his embarrassed state just turned me on so much, that when Stephen bit his lip my cock throbbed in my pants. This time, he noticed.

He looked back up at me, and he licked his lips, and I smiled in triumph as I knew I had him now. I made my move by slowly walking towards him, and he instinctively backed away, towards the wall. Never breaking eye contact, I continued my slow but steady pace towards him and he kept backing up until he hit the wall.

He looked at me nervously, and I reached up and turned the shower head away from us as I halted right in front of him, our bodies pressed close together. I put my hands on the wall on both sides of his head, and leaned in close to his ear.

“Has Stephen been a bad little boy?” I whispered. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him bite his lip and I felt something press against my crotch. I smiled as I knew exactly what it was.

I slowly lowered my hands, inching my way until they met his bare shoulders. He didn’t stop me, and he didn’t protest at the contact, in fact he seemed to encourage it. I rubbed his shoulders for a few moments as I repeated my question, but again I got no response.

I lost my patience as I growled in my throat and grabbed his arms, pinning them above his head. He gasped in surprise, but didn’t shout for me to stop as I at last looked down to see his fully hard cock dangling between his legs.

Fuck…I thought to myself as I stared at his six-inch cock, I wanted to desperately grab ahold of it, then milk him until he shot his load all over himself, but I had other plans first.

I looked back up to see Stephen’s cute, blushing face gazing back at me. I leaned into his ear once again and whispered “Stephen…you’ve been a naughty little boy, haven’t you?” I said.

“y-y ... .yes” he said.

I took that as my cue as I leaned down to his neck and started kissing it, slowly, before I started sucking on his bare, wet skin. “Mmmph!” he said out loud. As I did so, I started to grind my crotch against his, pressing his cock against my pants which only made him moan louder.

In between me sucking and kissing his neck, I said “I want to hear you say it, boy”.

He didn’t ask what I meant, he knew exactly the words I wanted to hear.

“I-I’ve been…a naughty little boy” he said.

With another primal growl in my throat, I suddenly let his arms go and this time I hooked my own underneath his thighs and pulled him up and pressed him against the wall. I positioned myself so that my crotch was pressed directly against his ass which I took the opportunity to squeeze and slap a few times.

“Mmmm, fuck yeah boy, this sweet ass of yours has been the highlight of my work day each time I walk in here, each day I imagined what I’d do to it if I ever got my hands on you” I said, the words spilling out of me as I grinded my crotch against his ass.

His face was contorted between complete and utter embarrassment and the pleasure of me dominating his little twink body with ease, and in response he said “I….I’ve noticed you around here too…and I’ve…thought of you doing exactly this” he said, his face turning crimson at the confession.

I smiled, and thrust my crotch against his ass which only made him whimper as his body language clearly communicated how much he was enjoying this. I noticed his cock was still hard, and with my right hand I reached out and firmly grasped it.

“Oh, fuck!” he said out loud. 

“Yes…that’s right little Stephen, moan for me” I said as I slowly jerked off his cock. With my left hand, I reached out and started playing with his balls which were low-hanging and, like most of his body, hairless.

His moans certainly became louder, as I slowly increased my pace of me jerking off his cock and balls, all the while my own boner throbbed in my pants, begging to be released and thrust inside his waiting asshole.

But that was going to have to wait for another day.

Instead, I continued my pace, and surely enough the stimulation was beginning to bring Stephen near the breaking point. I leaned in near his ear once more and said “Mmm, looks like you're having fun there little Stephen, you want me to make you cum?” I said.

“Fuck!....yes, please sir make me cum!” he said, his voice pleading and pathetic.

“Good boy” I said and started to jerk him off faster, determined to milk him of his cum. I moved my face towards his, and looked directly into his eyes, waiting to see if he would-

He kissed me. Before I knew it, he had his lips pressed against mine, and it awakened something in both of us, as his mouth opened, hungry for more as his arms tried to reach towards my shirt.

I momentarily stopped jerking his cock to slap his arms away before resuming. He looked at me confusingly, and I smiled back reassuringly but shook my head, and the look in my eyes said ‘not today’.

He looked disappointed, but didn’t complain as I knew he was nearing orgasm. I thrust my crotch faster and deeper, grinding my imprisoned cock against him as Stephen’s moans reached a crescendo and his body tightened.

“I-I’m gonna…” He didn’t finish but I broke away from his face as I pointed his cock upwards, toward him. His cock burst as he shot his load all over himself, I could practically feel his balls draining within my hand. His body relaxed as he came down from the high of finally shooting his load and I gently let him down back to the ground.

“Fuck…that was so intense…who are you anyways?” Stephen asked me when he could finally stand up without his knees wobbling.

“The name’s Jeremy, and I have a feeling this won’t be the last we see of each other” I said, winking at him while my cock, still hard in my pants, pressed against the fabric as if in response. I zipped and buttoned up my pants before turning around to walk away. 

As I reached the door of the showers, I turned back to see Stephen staring at me dumbfounded, like I was crazy to leave without getting off myself. As if in explanation, I smiled at him deviously and said “Trust me, I wanted to pound your ass like there was no tomorrow, but I thought we’d both enjoy you making your first nude walk home” I said, giving him one last wink and a smile before quickly exiting.

I saw his eyes widen and a blush reappear on his face, but I didn’t waste time as I quickly closed the door behind me, gathered up his bundled clothes in the corner and dashed away. I made my way to a hidden corner, where you wouldn’t be able to see me unless you passed right by but it was right by the janitor’s closet. So, I pulled out my phone while hearing a loud but muffled “FUCK!” coming from the showers.

I smiled to myself as I set my phone to record, then I simply waited to watch the magic happen.

End of Chapter 1.

Author’s Note: I hope you all enjoyed this first introductory chapter of my new series! Next up: Will Stephen manage to find some clothes as he escapes from the gym? Or will he really have to make a fully nude journey back to his dorm room? 

Find out next chapter, but until then, hope you enjoyed ;)

[goth1clee]

Polnareff x male reader

Summary: you are the newest member of the SDC, who joined shortly after iggy did. Similar to kakyoin and polnareff, you were an enemy stand user turned ally, who also wanted to defeat Dio. (This fix does contain tickles so if you don’t like it then scroll).

Tw: not many, mention of people changing and being shirtless

Word count: 1885 words

“Good morning y/n. I hope you slept well.”

You awoke to the sound of Advol and Joseph cooking breakfast. You yawned and smiled in Advol’s direction. Even though you had only been a part of the Stardust crusaders for a short time, they were all quick to make you feel welcomed. However, one member stood out to you. Jean Pierre Polnareff was the third person to meet you, and was the first to warm up to you. Your first impression of him was quite unforgettable.

You were sat with both Advol and Joseph in a small cafe, waiting for the rest of the crusaders to join you. Suddenly, the door to the cafe burst open.

“God, it took me forever to find this place. I’ve been walking for almost an hour-“

The man in the door way suddenly paused his short-lived rant and stared in your direction. He was like nothing you’d ever seen before; he had a thick French accent and was built similar to that of an ancient Greek statue. He smirked and sauntered over, pulling up a chair.

“Ah, you must be the new stand user, non?”

You replied quietly, which caused his heart to melt ever so slightly.

“My name’s Jean Pierre Polnareff, and not so long ago I was in a similar situation to you mon ami. Dio had one of those horrific flesh buds implanted into my brain.”

You listened carefully as he explained his whole story: about his sisters death, his mission to avenge her, and how he met Dio and obtained his stand.

He stopped talking and began discussing plans with Advol and Joseph. Very few minutes he would turn his head to catch your gaze. A sappy grin would plaster his face every time you made eye contact, and looked away in panic. Everything was so new to you, especially him.

As you slowly arose from your sleeping bag, your eyes began to adjust, and you started to function. As you began to eat, a shadow cast over you.

“Well good morning y/n, I see you slept well.”

Polnareff towered over you, smiling as he always did. You nodded in response and the Frenchman sat next to you and began eating his breakfast.

“Mm Joseph, I’m amazed at how you can achieve such incredible food in the middle of a desert.” Polnareff spoke between bites, which made Joseph smile.

“Good food comes from experience Polnareff” Joseph replied, much like a father lecturing his son. You sat and spectated all of the crusader’s conversation, as you didn’t talk as much as the rest of them.

“So y/n,” Polnareff turned to look at you, breaking through your internal silence, “you’ve been with us for almost a week now. How are you finding it? Entertaining non?”

You paused eating and thought for a moment. Your journey so far had been incredible so far. Yes, it involved fighting enemy stand users most days, however you had visited so many amazing places, it was worth it.

“Yeah, it’s been nice so far thanks.”

“Oh, je suis content!” The Frenchman beamed at you. He seemed to do this often, despite only knowing you for a short time. Even the others could tell, he acted different towards you. You were no different from the rest of the crusaders, however Polnareff seemed to be drawn to you in more ways than one.

After everything had been cleared from breakfast and the campsite had been packed away, you and the rest of the crusaders began to make your way towards the nearest town; your destination was a hotel not far from the city centre.

Journeying with the boys was nice. The conversation was always interesting, and Polnareff always made an effort to try and get you to come out of your shell.

“Ugh, we’ve been walking for ages Jiji, how much longer until we get to the city.”

Although Jotaro was the only one to voice it, everyone was sick of walking.

“Only a few minutes now Jotaro.” Joseph replied.

Soon enough, you had reached the hotel. Joseph had insisted on booking all the rooms, due to his wealth.

“Ok, so I managed to book three rooms. Two have two single beds.” Immediately Jotaro interjected.

“Me and kakyoin will take one of the single bed rooms.”

“Right,” Advol spoke up, “ and me and Mr. Joestar will take the room closest to the ground floor, in case of an emergency.”

“Ok,” Joseph spoke, “that room is also one of the single bed rooms. So that leaves…y/n and polnareff. You both don’t mind sharing do you?”

Before you could say anything, Polnareff spoke up,

“I don’t mind at all Mr. Joestar, although I do snore, so I warn you Y/n.” He spoke playfully, and didn’t notice how red you were.

“We’re both adult men, we’ll survive two nights.”

You grabbed your bags and took the lift up to your room. When you got there, you unpacked your bags and sat idly on the bed.

“Already chose your side of the bed y/n?”

You turned around to face Polnareff. To say you were nervous was an understatement. He made you nervous; not in an uncomfortable way, but he had a strange effect on you.

“I-I don’t mind which side, I was just sittin-“

“Woah woah mon ami, I was just pulling your leg. I don’t care about sides.”

He gave you a reassuring look, before placing his bags down.

“I’m just going to freshen up. You don’t mind do you?”

“No not at all, go ahead”

After a few minutes, Polnareff walked out of the bathroom, with only a towel draped over his waist. His hair dripped over his shoulders. You’d never seen his hair down.

“Je m’excuse y/n, I forgot to grab my clothes.”

You quickly turned around as he picked up his clothes. The Frenchman chuckled at your reaction.

“Aw, quel est le problème y/n, I’m not offended.”

He retreated to the bathroom and shortly came out wearing a baggy t-shirt and pyjama bottoms. He slumped down on the bed next to you. You quickly arose, and got changed in the bathroom also. You came out wearing a similar outfit.

“You ok y/n, you seem…jumpy?”

You froze. He was perceptive to say the least. The very thought of sharing a bed with Polnareff made you weak, and he secretly knew it.

“I’m fine thank you Polnareff.”

You sat on the bed next to him, rigid as a wooden board.

“You need to relax mon ami.”

Polnareff rested his hands on your shoulders.

“Hey, I give a killer massage. How does that sound huh?”

You moved out of his grasp, your stomach in knots.

“No thanks Polnareff, I’m not overly fond of massages.”

“Aw why not?”

You stopped a moment to try and think of a lie. The truth was you were incredibly sensitive. It would only take a small squeeze on your back, ribs, or pretty much anywhere else, and you’d burst into uncontrollable giggles. It was humiliating to say the least.

“Uh, it’s just not my thing.”

“Oh don’t be silly, here-“

Before you could interject, Polnareff’s hands dug into your shoulders lightly. You jumped and let out a small yelp.

“Whahat was that mon ami?”

Your reaction amused Polnareff, but it also confused him.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to-“

“Don’t apologise y/n, I should’ve listened. But why did you react?”

“I-I don’t know”

“Oh come on y/n, we both know you know, so spill.”

You were speechless, much to the Frenchman’s dismay.

“Is it pain.? Non? Were you startled, uncomfortable, heck, ticklish!”

The last word made you react visibly. You were incredibly embarrassed. However, this delighted your French counterpart.

“Well I would never have guessed.“ he jested.

“I can explain-“

“No need mon Cher. I’m just surprised is all. I mean, you’ve taken down stand users with immense power, yet you buckled under my touch.” It’s quite sweet really.”

You felt more at ease knowing he wouldn’t judge; this was short lived. A shit-eating grin spread across Polnareff’s face, and he suddenly had you pinned to the bed.

“W-what are you doing?” Panic filled your voice, which only made Polnareff chuckle. He gripped both your wrists with one hand and had the other hand placed over your stomach.

“What, you thought I wouldn’t use this new information mon ami? I’ve finally found a way to loosen you up. About time.”

“Please. It’s embarrassing”

Polnareff scoffed “Absurdité! You need a laugh y/n, and I’d be more than happy to give it to you.”

Within second, the Frenchman’s fingers spidered across your abdomen, making you artist with bubbly giggles. Your protests only made Polnareff’s smirk wider.

“tes rires sont comme de la musique,” polnareff often switched to French halfway through his speech, more so with you than other people; he enjoyed your reaction every single time.

“Un garçon tellement chatouilleux~”

“Stop teasing!” You begged through giggles.

“Oh I’m afraid I can’t do that gentil garçon, this is too much fun”

He dragged his index finger along your bare ribs, which drove you mad. He decided to switch positions, and straddled your waist, pinning your wrist with silver chariot. He placed both hands on your hips and drilled his fingers into your skin. Your laughter picked up.

“NO NO NOT THERE PLEHEAEE I BEG.”

“Oh you beg do you,” Polnareff teased, “has the chatouiller le monstre found a bad spot.”

You replied with louder giggles, snorting occasionally. Polnareff began to slow down, making sure you could catch your breath.

“Aw, tu es tout rouge~”

“Ok ok, that’s enough., plehease stop.”

Your giggles began to gradually stop. As you regained your senses, you noticed Polnareff’s gaze. There was no judgement or malice behind those eyes; only love and adoration.

“Oh, but one more thing y/n..”

Polnareff swiftly lifted up your t shirt, exposing your bare stomach. His head rested on your torso as he blew raspberries on you stomach. You squealed in surprise. You felt your wrists loosen and you immediately rolled onto your sides, clutching your ribs.

“Pl-plehease, no more.”

“Alright, J’ai fini~”

Polnareff pulled you close to him and hugged you. His face beamed with joy; he hadn’t had this much fun in a while, and to tell the truth, neither had you.

“Well I quite enjoyed that,” Polnareff began, “it’s refreshing to hear you laugh finally y/n. You’re always so quiet, but now I know what get you giggling huh?”

“It’s been so long since anyone has done that to me.”

Polnareff looked surprised.

“What, no way. But you’re so ticklish, how has no one ever seen this side of you?”

“I’m not quite sure, I’m not massively close to many people.”

“That’s tragic y/n. Well, you’ll be glad to know I’m not easy to rid of. And I’d you think I’m not going to use this tactic when never you’re being too quiet, then you’re mistaken.”

You smiled coyly in response. You yawned; it had gotten late now, and the Frenchman had tired you out.

“I suppose we’d better get some rest,” you began, “ I’m shattered now.”

You both layer down on opposite sides, however Polnareff was not one for being awkward and distant. He moved closer to you and wrapped his arms around your torso. You tensed up, but soon relaxed once you got used to his embrace.

“Mm, bonne nuit y/n, dors bien~”

“Good night Pol.~”

[adultswim2021]

Check It Out! With Dr. Steve Brule #6: “Friendship” | June 21, 2010 - 12:30AM | S01E06

Check It Out! Ends it’s first season with a real one-two-punch (meaning this episode and the last episode). In this installment, Brule asks a simple question: “Why don’t I have any friends”. We see him try to go where boys hang out, first by joining a troupe of male strippers. This segment is maybe most notable for me by the way that one dancer is homophobically dismissive of Brule’s intended-to-be-childish suggestion that they are a “no girls allowed” style of organization. He is crestfallen when they schmooze with the female audience members at the end of their performance, or as Brule calls them “ladies that look like my aunt”. 

A second segment shows Brule joining a motorcycle club, but it’s evident that it’s a bar for gay motorcyclists. It’s a mildly homophobic premise, but Brule never experiences gay panic, so it’s not too mean-spirited. He spends the night barfing and shitting and eventually falling asleep in the bathroom, which is very gross, especially when he wakes up licking his lips. Yuck!

Brule learns he’s depressed from a psychologist and goes on a moody walk. He isn’t cheered up by three ice creams, but instead a trumpet man who looks very familiar, INDEED! 

This one is also notable for housing my single favorite bit on the entire show: A movie review for Dumpster’s Children. This is one of those perfect comedy pieces that is short and incredibly sweet, made up of a weird old man delivering lines to the camera that seem like they were scientifically designed to make me laugh. Point of fact: the first time I watched this I laughed so hard at this scene that I had to pause the show to recover from laughing. It incapacitated me. And it’s all because they cast a man with briney spittle in the corners of his mouth. Holy fuck. This single sketch might be Abso Llutely’s finest work.

It might be my favorite segment from a comedy program ever. Like, if somebody challenged me to come up my favorite under-60-second comedy bits this would be a contender. It's so strong it merited a rare mid-roll video on this entry.

EPHEMERA CORNER:

MAIL BAG:

One thing I like about Bruel they will bend him but never break him. Other less responsible Adult Swim creators would torture the guy for being two pears short of a bushel and leave his horrifically maimed and scarred every episode but Tim and Eric hold enough reverence not to do that. It's a good thing about. I wish they would just relax with the self inserts to remind people "hey I made this". Very Ricky Gervais of you Tim. Why don't you make more Trump jokes so he can get a third term. Jerk.

Yes, this is very true. I keep writing and deleting a paragraph about how prevalent it was in the Bush W era to center comedy around retarded people and how amateurish productions were usually especially unfunny, having them play off a straight-man who just gets mad and is mean to the retarded character. I keep writing and deleting it because it keeps turning into the first paragraph of a lengthy digression I'm simply ill-equipped to handle right now. Also it implicates the high-school version of myself, and it's just not worth it. That guy's been dead for literally decades.

Would you rather eat a bagel with cream cheese or give John C. Reilly a slop kiss. You have to eat the whole bagel. You can pick the style of bagel as long as it's not dumb kid logic like "invisible bagel". You have no choice with the kiss. It's a full on french, and he's gonna be a little weird about it because he knows you are doing it on a dare.

I don't want to bother John C. Reilly, he does not seem comfortable with fans going up to him, and I don't think he'd be comfortable with a full-on-french. Also I like bagel with cream cheese, lol. Idiot!

When was the last time you "checked it out"... a book from your local library that is!

Jun 15, 2024

Please heed the SPOILER warning in this next post! I read it because (Brule voice) I don't care.

MAJOR spoilers for Check it Out (disregard this post if you don't want to be spoiled), but Dr. Brule's life is shockingly similar to Chris Chan's life, like prophetically so. I'm serious, it's spot on. 1. Both had extremely fucked up home lives 2. Both single children 3. Both have distant relatives that don’t want anything to do with them 4. both ruined relationships by doing something sexual with a friend 5. Both got intimate with a relative, chris moreso (continued in part 2)

(Part 2 - SPOILERS) 6. Both have strong, irrational fears of specific inanimate objects (puppets, pickles) 7. Both had sex with a woman while her husband was deceased (Wayne died mid-coitus) 8. Both were pushed into the spotlight in front of a large audience despite not really being fit or capable of handling it 9. Both fumble everyday conversations, often by injecting odd, out of place slang words into things, & 10. Both end up going to prison in the end. Dare I say CiO is Chris Chan fanfiction

LOL, I think I legit got spoiled here because I never saw the last season of Check It Out, but as a policy I've decided not to care about spoilers, because more often than not I find products the motion picture sciences to be more about the journey and not the destination.

This is some good on-the-ground reporting though. I was never a Chris Chan devotee until that guy started making those way-too-in-depth documentaries about her. When people in similar boats (knowing only vague details about Chris Chan and not well-versed on the various sagas) I usually suggest to them that they are better off not knowing, unless they fetishize human misery. I don't, usually, but I have enough morbid curiosity to keep clicking vids about her.

[wuhuha]

Morgan LeFay - The reliable senior

An entry in my WOA art series aka Wu's Oc Academy. Were I take all my OCs and try fitting/reimagine them all existing in the same made up fantasy setting.

Who was this Oc originally?

Keeping it short: In the game Fire emblem Fates you can pair up units/characters and that results into children, who can join the war. Yay! Anyhow there is a in the previous entry into the franchise, Fire emblem Awakening, the children would be mainly based upon the mother, and than just take the hair colour of the father. But in Fates, it's the opposite. The child units takes most design-wise from their father. And I really wished the character Camilla had a child based upon her, so yeah that's the origin point of Morgan.

Over time Morgan 'became' non-binary. Won't dwell on why, but to me they born male that dresses non-conformally, preferring feminine clothing. Also as some might see the latest rendition of this Oc raided Margarett Macaron's make-up and wear it quite nicely. Although they always been named Morgan, the last name LeFay*, yes written like that, is of course inspired from the legend of Arthur and since Morgan is a spellcaster in this universe it just made sense.

(*Once upon a time there was once a character creator who's naming restriction didn't allow for Le Fay. So I've just always written it like LeFay and just kept it cus why not`?)

Wu's Oc Academy ver.

Introduction:

Morgan LeFay, a captivating member of the student council, reliable and a proud beacon of individuality and resilience. Morgan is a virtuoso who manipulates vibrations and melodies to create spells that can soothe, protect, or shatter. Their control over sound is as much an art as it is a skill, earning them a seat within the academy's vibrant student body.

Yet beyond their disciplined adherence to magical studies lies a softer, unrestrained passion: singing and performing. The stage is where Morgan truly comes alive, however, the light of Morgan's achievements casts a shadow at home. Their father, an influential and traditional mage, disapproves of Morgan’s identity, despite this, they remain steadfast, believing everyone has the right to express what lies within themselves to the world.

[They usually wear wigs and make-up, but without them they look like on the right]

Fun facts:

Prefers presenting feminine, but dresses both masculine and femininely.

Was voted the most approachable member of the student council.

Their favorite spell is Echo Mirage, which creates duplicates of their voice that resonate around the area, making it seem like a choir is performing alongside them. Both a performance tool and a handy distraction in duels.

Okay so I lied, this is the last member of the "core group". Although I imagine Morgan being more on the side, like the reliable senior who wishes Mara, Hector, Emily and Quill the best, but can't always support their shenanigans and havoc, due to their position on the student council.

[bdzonthareel]

Inside Out 2

Disney has made a lot of questionable decisions in recent years, some which have implicated Pixar in their misadventures, and with some of the recent releases it would seem like that they have caught a case of whatever has afflicted they’re parent company has.

Moving on, with the series of subpar sequels that have been churning out of the house of mouse, I was curious how the sequel to my favorite Pixar film would fair.

Allow me to share my thoughts on Inside Out 2.

We are reintroduced to Riley, she’s in her last year of Middle School and is looking to join her favorite High School’s Hockey team. As this is taking place, inside her mind the original emotional crew is encounter hitting puberty, and with that new emotions arrive to shake things (literally and figuratively,) We are introduced to, Envy, Embarrassment, Ennui, and Anxiety.

That was fun, I definitely enjoyed the experience overall, and was going to make some sort of emotional spectrum, but this movie has more than enough of them.

So much comedic cringe in one piece of cinema, the one that made me groan the most was the “Sar-chasm”, like someone was paid to write that. They are not a good person.

But the voice cast brought the funny, though there were a few changes under the hood, such as Bill Hader and Mindy Kaling not returning because of pay disputes (only sad about the former.)

But their replacements are pretty good, Tony Hale of Arrested Development fame steps in for Hader as Fear. Hale is an experienced voice actor who shows up most of the male cast easily, and

Liz Lapira sounded so much like Kaling, that I could almost not tell the difference.

Louis Black plays Louis Black, I mean Anger, Phyllis Smith was a little cinnamon bun returning as sadness, I love her and will protect her.

Amy Pohler is lovely in everything performs in, in fact I think she was typecast because of how upbeat she is.

Newcomers Ade’le Exarchopoluos (not writing that last name again) was impressive as the eternally bored Ennui (who I swear sounded like a man!), Ado Edebiri as Envy had me in stitches with everything she did, she reminded me of Nitzy from Hazbin Hotel, only less… demonic. Paul Walter Hauser was okay as Embarrassment, I believe this is his most subdued, and nuanced performance of his career.

And who knew Maya Hawke, great Caesar’s ghost she’s one heck of a voice actor, but I guess she was really leaning into the role of Anxiety.

I love how everyone was so well written, the original emotion crew felt like they were a true-blue team, influenced by one another but still remain true to themselves. And you see the newer less experienced emotions being very individualistic, and it all culminates into them films lesson of being and understanding yourself, all of it.

This is Pixar, do I really need to gush over the music, sound, and visuals?

In many ways this movie was a Hail Mary, taking a beloved ip and garnish it with member berries!

But I loved it! Is it perfect? Nope, but what is? It’s not a bad movie, but parts of it felt like points being retreaded, and that can be a pitfall with sequels.

But I still believe that this worth watching, because these points are always worth discussing.

I give Inside Out 2, a 3.5 out of 5.

If you want to see my first impressions follow me on TikTok

[nikkiiiscute]

The Man that started it all. Chpt. I - Pt. I (WH HC writing)

Since it's NaNoWriMo, I ain't participating in the competition but I wanna write something anyways lmao

Hi, My name is Nicole "Nikki" Dorelaine (This is NOT my real name), I visited The Playfellow Exhibition to see how my late Grandpa made it so for but I never knew how much of a Terrible person he was and was never the kind man he was remembered to be.

"Aye Nickel, Ya done drawing Poppy?" said my Priya "Yeah, I feel like she's similar to you Priya, I mean Didn't ur grandaunt puppeteered Poppy?" I replied "Like, My grandaunt did share names, hair / feather color and personality. It's kinda like she IS Poppy" said Priya. For me, Poppy seems like an underrated character alongside that Caterpillar dunno his name guy, The tour guide led us to to "The Cast and Crew of Welcome Home!", Priya raised her hand up while jumping and whispering "Mememememe! Pls me!", So the tour guide asked her "Yes, You with the auburn hair?" She shouted out from the back of the small crowd gathering outside the Exhibit Doors "Yeah! I'm actually the Grandniece of Poppy Perdiz, The namesake and puppeteer of Poppy Partridge!" "Oh how wonderful! We have a person that knows a Cast member oooof The Show!" and there she goes strutting to the Exhibit Doors looking like she regretted her decision to do that. What became an Intro to Looking on who were the cast and crew, Became an Interview with my girlfriend, Wooo. After that outta the way, We got in and There was portraits of literally everybody who worked with Playfellow Workshop with Name, Role and If they're dead or alive after the awful Playfellow M4ss4cr3. I was bored by the time we got there and I just wanna go to The gift Shop already, I know full well that in one of those shelves has a Julie plush. "Hey Priya, I'mma stay here for a while, I wanna know more about these people and ur Grandaunt. I feel like she's the nicest woman in the world" I gave a smile as she got dragged away by the crowd and a sea of questions. I went through all the portraits and saw the VA and puppeteer of my fav rainbow monster, Julie. Apparently Grandpa during the humble beginnings of the show, based the characters off of his original crew which is now the cast members. While I'm looking through these wonderful people, I heard...whispers? It sounds just like the voice lines of the characters and I heard "Ah, this is the scumbag that murdered us for 'rEsEaRcH'" from what I think, Sally replied? A soft spoken male voice replied as I turned around to see the cast gathering around a portrait of my Legendary Grandpa while whispering and murmurs can be heard "Yes, I know him. He is Ronald Dorelaine" Before I even blinked, They swiftly turned around and stared at me, it gave me chills as their black eyes go to me. They're actually the cast but, Something... Feels off. It's like the aspects of the puppets were applied on these people There's 4 people that has colorful horn and tail, Theres one with four arms and legs, One mailman lookin guy hiding behind a person with a line around their neck and the most familiar to me was... Ms. Perdiz? "Wait! Aren't you guys the characters there?" I screamed out "I know you're Dorelaine's grandchild and I'm prayin' that you're not like him" said the mailman "What? Nonononono! I am absolutely NOT like him and why are you saying that he killed you? He would never" I spoke out in defense "That's an overused cliche that you would defend your secretly evil grandpa" replied the sunny girl and she speaks again "Take one look at us and what do you see? You see injuries that DID kill us and who else would do that for so called research? Yes, your obsessive grandfather" I didn't know this side of my grandpa, but this woman said it to my face, Then the woman that represented julie said to me "It's okay, That's how I- No, We felt this way when Dorelaine... You know what happened" as everyone there had disbelief as their reactions. I heard the door opened, It was Priya "Niiiiik! you've been there for so long! Thank me for buying that Julie plu-" It felt like her blood froze her in place as she drops the bags

To be Continued lmao

[marshmallowdonutsprinkles]

The Japanese cast for Pokémon: Twilight Wings

Aoi Yuki (Madoka in Puella Magi Madoka Magica)

Kei Shindo (Kyoka Jiro in My Hero Academia)

Takahiro Sakurai (Satoshi Isshiki in Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma)

Kazuhiro Yamaji (Hit in Dragon Ball Super)

Ayumi Nagao (Female Mii in Mario Kart games)

Eri Kitamura (Mina Ashido in My Hero Academia)

Sora Amamiya (Aqua in KONOSUBA -God's blessing on this wonderful world!)

Yuko Sanpei (Chizuru Yoshida in Kimi ni Todoke - From Me To You)

Ryo Hirohashi (Luna in Sailor Moon Crystal)

Lynn (Princess Hibana in Fire Force)

Seirou Ogino (Tatsuya Himekawa in Beelzebub)

It’s not been announced who they are voicing in the web series, or even if they’re all in one or multiple episodes. The first episode of Pokémon: Twilight Wings releases on January 15 on the official Pokémon YouTube channel and will release every episode monthly.

[soubi122]

Sweet Dreams - PT 2

New mini series featuring our OG Tenjiku men. All characters are aged up. Our Tenjiku men are...INCUBI!

NO MINORS - MDNI!

Warnings: noncon, dubcon, mentions of blood, suggestive, fingering, f!oral, somnophilia and just good ol’ fantasy.

Part 2 - Fever Dreams

Nimble fingers roamed your body, warm wet muscles dragged across your skin - it felt like you were drifting yet there were light burning sensations running from your thighs, arms and chest. “...the hell is she? …tastes so fucking good.” A male voice could be heard next to your ear. His tone was coy and low - almost sensual or seductive. “...don’t know, but whatever is in her blood…” The voices were drifting in and out. Whose blood? My blood? You think to yourself as your body is laid on top of a table, unable to move and you can’t even see. You can only hear and feel. 

Warmth started to pool between your legs as light circles massaged your bundle of nerves, sending shock waves of bliss into your core - your thighs slightly twitched. Multiple sensations were making a mess out of you, it felt like your body was being taken over by the building orgasm in your core. “She’s close…” You could hear yourself panting and moaning, it felt so surreal - almost like an out of body experience. “That’s enough…” Izana’s voice was soft yet demanding. Everyone backed off and a whimper could be heard - your body was reacting to the loss of contact. “Leave before she wakes up - Kakucho, I need you here, just in case.” The man with the scar across his face and different colored eyes only nodded. 

As everyone huffed and pouted, they proceeded to walk out the door - leaving you three alone. “I need you to stop me before she…” His voice fades in and out. Stop who? What the hell is going on? Izana begins to roam your body with his hands, lightly caressing your skin and placing delicate kisses on your lips - trailing down to your neck. Why does this…feel so…good? Your parted lips give Izana the green light to proceed. He slowly runs his fingers through your folds, his breath hitching at the warmth and slick. It felt as if your body was being set on fire again. Wherever he touched with his lips - it burned but in such a pleasurable way. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” Izana says to Kakucho as he slides down your ruined panties and spreads your legs apart. Basking at how the lights cast almost an ethereal glow on your sheen juices, he dove face first - licking a long stripe from your core to your clit. “Mhh…” Your body reacted and a moan escaped your throat. A smirk spread across Izana’s lips as your cunt clenched around nothing. Kakucho could only watch, his member twitched at every small moan that escaped your throat. 

“She's…” his voice faded out as a familiar feeling began to bubble inside you. Your moans became more intense, making Izana slide two digits in your core and pump them in and out. His tongue flicked your clit with such accuracy and pressure that your walls were clenching tightly around his fingers. He ripped the orgasm from your core, making you gasp. Izana began to unzip his pants and glid his tip through your slick, making him bask at the warmth. It felt like your lungs were struggling to fill back up with air when his tip began to prod you. “F-Fuck…I need her, now-” Izana's words were cut off by Kakucho pulling him away from your body. “You'll kill her if you keep going.”  He was right, you were struggling to breathe. “Shit. Clean her up before she wakes up…” Everything went black again.

***a few hours later***

You woke up gasping and looked around the unfamiliar room as you sat up. The couch you were on wasn’t yours, this place wasn’t yours either - where the hell were you? A male voice calls out to you, making you turn around in a panic. “(Y/N), welcome back - are you ok?” Izana’s soft voice made you exhale in relief. “What happened? Where am I?” You ask while trying to stand, but your knees feel weak and they buckled, making you collapse back on to the couch. “Easy there, you passed out when you saw blood.” You looked down and noticed that you were wearing a t-shirt, his shirt. The blush that dusted your face was noticeable to Izana, even from a distance. “Don’t worry, we cleaned up your wound and bandaged it.” Another male voice says. It was the man with the scar across his face, he was sitting down by the kitchen island and avoiding your eyes. A light pink blush dusted his cheeks. He was lying to you but he couldn't look you in the eye or else you'd end up on his lap - he was still hungry. Only Izana got to feed off of you completely. Everyone else had a taste, but not enough to satisfy them and Kakucho could only replay your sweet moans in his head. “Oh, thank you. I’m so sorry I caused you so much trouble, those guys on the train, did they-” Izana cut you off with a smile on his face. “They’ve been taken care of. They won’t bother you again.” His tone was sweet yet menacing.

Soon you started thinking about the voices from earlier. “I um, I wasn’t freaking out while unconscious, was I? I swear I could hear myself and other people talk…” You mumbled and Kakucho felt his stomach drop. “N-No, you were out like a light.” He was quick to respond before Izana did. They didn’t know you were still slightly conscious, if you would have caught them - they would have no choice but to end it all now. “You get queasy around blood, huh?” Izana asked with a smirk on his face, Kakucho recognized that look anywhere. You were going to see blood a lot more often now, to get you blacked out again if he was hungry during the day. “I do, I’m so sorry.” You kept apologizing and bowing. Your obliviousness made them both chuckle. You had no idea how close you were to death, nor the amount of men that saw your beautiful body on display for them. 

Izana walked you out and back to your place - though it was just next door, he wanted to get just a little more time alone with you. “I owe you one, thank you.” You said bowing again and making him laugh, you were too pure. His laugh and smile had you blushing and biting your lower lip. Something about him was putting you under a spell. “How ‘bout this? Cook dinner for me. That’ll be my price.” You nodded and thanked him again. “Just tell me when and what you’d like to eat and I’ll do my best-” He cut you off by closing the distance between you, “Surprise me…I’m sure you’ll taste delicious.” Your heart began to beat out of its chest, this gorgeous man was flirting with you and here you are looking like a complete train wreck. Izana began walking away when it finally hit you. Wait…did he say I’ll taste delicious? Your knees felt weak for a split second and you began to feel butterflies in your stomach. 

What followed were small instances of Izana getting closer to you, little by little the others became close friends with you as well. However, the flirtatious Haitani brothers always had you on edge - shortness of breath followed when they would tease you, it always ended up with Izana and Kakucho pulling you away from them. Mucho, Mochizuki and Shion kept their distance and only got close a few times - they understood their boundaries but sometimes would end up taking your breath away with some of their actions. 

**Weeks later**

It was 2:40 a.m. and you were having a hard time sleeping, you were running a slight fever and left the windows open, you were too lazy to turn on the a/c. Someone in your office had caught a cold and ended up getting you sick. You were in only a pair of panties and a t-shirt, sprawled across the mattress without a care in the world. After taking some medicine and finally falling asleep - you began your journey into dreamland. Soon your innocent dream got disrupted - you were caged between two men on the mattress, you couldn’t see their faces but they’re voices sounded familiar. Their hands were roaming your skin, Fuck, why do you taste so good? One of them said from behind you as he trailed his lips on your shoulder, making you gasp and pant. We’re going to make sure you feed us properly this time. The one in front of you said and he connected his lips with yours, the warm muscle overwhelmed yours as he tasted every crevice of your mouth. You felt your eyes roll back to your skull when two fingers plunged themselves inside your core. Mmnh…I-  You were trying to speak between breaths and kisses but he wouldn’t let you get much of a sentence out. 

Their hardened members could be felt on your lower back and on your tummy - they felt massive and you were dying to touch them. Your dainty hands reached for them both, earning a low groan - almost a growl from them both. Their members twitched as you began to stroke them, you began to lift your leg - making the fingers that were filling your hole pull out. As much as we want to gorgeous, we can’t… The one from behind you said in a teasing tone. It made you whimper in frustration. Just a little teasing won’t kill her… The one in front of you said as his hand hooked itself under your knee and lifted your leg a little higher and let you rub both their tips through your folds. Your sweet moans filled the room as you rubbed them harder against you, it was a high that you’ve never felt before. Each stroke and rub had them moaning and panting against your skin. Whatever you were doing to them was making them get closer to their own release. However, the moment you tried to line one of the tips to your entrance, barely prodding your core - you felt a hand grip your wrist tightly, stopping your motions as they heard your breath hitch and struggle. We can’t…we’ll end up hurting you. You were getting more and more frustrated. P-Please…I need to feel something, anything! You were begging pathetically, and they pulled their members away from you - making you lay flat on the mattress. The tears that welled in your eyes almost made them break, but if Izana finds out - he’d kill them. 

They laid next to you, the one who was in front of you trailed kisses on your chest and latched his mouth onto your nipple. He began to suck and nibble, making your back arch and moan - your moans became muffled when the one who was behind you gripped your chin and made you face him, crashing his lips with yours. His kiss was much more aggressive and hungry than the other man’s kiss. Both their hands traveled south and one of them plunged two fingers in your core while the other one traced circles on your clit. You could feel your coil tighten as each of their motions sent waves of pleasure to your body. All the teasing and built up tension made it easier for you to reach your climax. Your legs began to quiver as the familiar sensation came crashing into you - making you break the kiss and moaning. Ngh…Ran, R-Rin….I’m cumming! Your juices coated their hands and fingers as you gushed. Their bodies tensed upon hearing their names…there was no way you could have known it was them - they made sure to distort your vision before coming into your dreams tonight. We’re in so much trouble if she remembers this little visit. Rindou says as he sits up almost in a panic. She won’t remember anything - there’s no way she can. Ran says as he brushes your cheek - you passed out from the intense orgasm. 

The next morning you woke up completely disheveled and sore. Your body was on fire. “What the…” You say out loud as you feel a wet sensation between your legs. You pulled the covers away and saw the wet spot on the sheets and your face immediately went bright red. The sheets were ruined with your juices, recalling the dream you had - you felt your thighs burn. “Oh my god, did I dream of the Haitiani brothers???” Clasping your hands on your face, your mind went hazy and you fell back into the pillow, this wasn’t normal. Dreams like this were becoming more and more frequent, each with a friend from next door. The sound of the doorbell ringing made you sit up immediately and you quickly changed your underwear and put some pants on while heading out of your room. “I’m coming, just a second!” You yell as you get closer to the door. Upon opening it you were met with a pair of violet eyes and his eyebrows were furrowed. “I-Izana, hey - -w-what’s up?” You stutter and notice that he’s not smiling. Worry began to gnaw at you, he usually smiles when you see him first thing in the morning. “(Y/N), are you ok? I’ve been calling your phone for over half an hour.” Wait - what? His tone was laced with concern, and rightfully so - the scent you were giving off almost made him burst through your door. Not to mention you had marks on your neck and chest, you were in too much of a hurry to answer the door that you didn’t notice.

“You called me? I’m so sorry, I didn’t hear my phone. I think I left it on vibrate by accident.” You say and bow. Izana is quick to cup your chin and tilt it upwards - making you face him. “You apologize too much. Now, are you sure you’re ok?” Your warm smile and doe eyes reassured him. Though he was going to a few choice words with his friends about the marks on your body. “Now, about that dinner you owe me. How does tonight sound?” 

Part 2 End.

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[buffyfan145]

Saw about the possible “Rings of Power” spoiler on Twitter involving Sauron and Charlie and if it turns out to be true it’s actually something that’s to be expected and I don’t think it’s as worrying as some fans especially some Haladriel shippers think. Also the user replied to a fan saying this is actually older information they heard so it might have changed so we’ll have to wait and see if it happens, but they actually were right about stuff that happened in season 1. Putting behind a cut.

ETA: Realized the best comparison of this situation is actually Tom Hiddleston’s Loki in the MCU and how he’s the main one even though he too shapeshifts and we also now have the multiverse variants it’s going to be the same with Charlie.

So the possible spoiler is one of the new cast members announced yesterday is also going to be playing Sauron and possibly the elf form Annatar.  For starters this is likely only for flashbacks and/or a few scenes with the elves. It depends on if Sauron can actually shapeshift still as in the books he’s weakened to where he can’t and even after he formed the One Ring he only becomes the beastly form we know with all the armor and saw in the movies as he cast off his “fair form” for good. Till that point and after he was Annatar he stayed in that form till the Ring. That makes me think Charlie is the main form of Sauron for the show and it matches the comments from him and the writers on how hard it was to cast him.  Plus all those chemistry reads he had with Morfydd as I don’t see her really interacting with Sauron in any other form besides the Halbrand form. So he likely signed a deal for all 5 seasons just like Morfydd and most of the s1 cast.  Plus these new actors are only recurring not a regular like Charlie is.

Then we also know Charlie filmed flashbacks already. This likely is to show how he became Halbrand but I think it’s likely his original Maia form as Mairon also looks like Charlie but maybe more of how the show will depict how the Maia look.  Then Adar also knew Sauron in another form so this new actor could mostly be for the flashbacks with Adar. Amazon confirmed yesterday Joseph was the only s1 cast member who left as the rest are coming back and we’ve seen pics of Charlie with the cast in the UK so he’s still there and likely will now be the male lead of the series. There’s also a chance he could spy on the elves in this other form too but would be fun too if Galadriel could still tell it’s him and see him as Halbrand when the others don’t. :)

No matter what Charlie is the main Sauron but makes sense to show his other forms. I wouldn’t mind seeing the werewolf or vampire/bat forms either in flashbacks too. LOL But I also think Charlie will still be Sauron’s voice too if they use CGI for these and his armored beastly form too, similar to how the movies had Benedict Cumberbatch voice him in all forms in “The Hobbit” movies.