#muse: channe

[thenexusofsouls]

Ramble about an OC muse of your choice!

{i am the caretaker of souls} I'm torn between rambling about an OC I think people might actually be interested in, or going with my first instinct and who came to my mind first, which is a character I've never been able to get much traction with at all on this site, since I first introduced her about nine years ago. I'm... gonna go with the latter. Sorry, everyone, heh. Trigger warnings ahead for some discussion of my own mental health and reasons for creating the character that stemmed from some of my real-life problems.

Alright, I'm gonna ramble about Channe, but... I don't really know what to say. I just feel like i should ramble about her, and that if I had to pick any random OC, not just on this blog but of all time that I've made in my life, it should be her. She was one of the first OCs I made that was really developed beyond just a character sheet for D&D. There was Silence before her (yes, Silence Leaflin, the character I take my pen name and online alias from), Saffron, Eyal, and Anora... all OCs that were created before their stories existed, because of D&D games. What I mean is, these OCs were all created from a random idea or five before I had a story for them written. Later on, my usual way of making OCs was to start writing a book and then just plucking a few of them out of their stories to do various things with them. But I started out making OCs for D&D that then ended up in short stories or books. Channe was the first one to take off in a big way.

I first made Channe around 2005, when the Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe first came out in theaters. I had read the series of books that inspired the Narnia movies a year or two before, and two years prior, in 2003, a movie called Darkness Falls came out. In 2005, I also started running my very first D&D game in person with some friends from my work. I had been playing with most of them since 1999, but I hadn't ever been the DM before. My boss encouraged me to try it, hoping it would help me break out of my shell because I was labeled as quiet, shy, and a wet blanket, heh. He had written fantasy books before and was a master storyteller and game designer, so I felt a lot of pressure to come up with something really cool. Channe was the first character I created, out of literally nothing in my head one day, influences by the two movies I mentioned above, a painting by one of my favorite digital artists, and... my own issues in real life? Heh. Skip the next three paragraphs if you don't want to read about some personal things I'm going to share about myself and my process of making her.

I wouldn't call Channe a self-insert, really, because I didn't feel like I was being myself, and I didn't want her to be me. More accurately, she was my create manifestation of what my "issues" might look like, personified. So I've never been formally diagnosed with autism or ADHD or anything like that, but from a very early age, I've always felt like I was different from other people. I didn't think the same way, didn't function the same way, had trouble being "normal," and had to work really hard at it so that I wouldn't embarrass myself in public.

Long before I ever knew things like autistic masking were a thing, or what it meant, or why it's done, I felt like I was doing it. Again, I've never been formally diagnosed as I can't afford the testing, but that's the closest thing so far to what I feel like I'm doing that I've been able to find. I always felt like I had to wear a social, emotional, and personality mask ever time I left the house, or people might figure out I'm not "normal." There's a lot that contributed to that which I won't get into, but that's how it felt to me. I also have a number of very odd and crippling phobias that seem to have no root or origin story to them, such as being terrified to be videotaped, even if it's just my voice. Some of my phobias are things that I was told must stem from abuse of various kinds, but I was never abused. I had wonderful parents and a wonderful childhood, so I have no idea where these phobias came from. But that led people to not respect them, and to say that I was only behaving a certain way for attention.

Because I didn't feel "normal," I had a chronic illness that often left me in pain and ostracized at school in embarrassing ways, and I had these phobias that seemingly had no root and therefore weren't "real" to most people, I was constantly under a lot of stress, feeling like I had to work a million times harder to fit in with "normal" people when everyone else was just going about life. This left me feeling tired, angry, sad, and frustrated almost every day of my life, but I was just quiet about it. Unfortunately, not much has changed 20 years later. But anyway, because of this, my first instinct was to create a character that was the embodiment of my osbtacles. Not... oh I'm making a freaking dementor-like character that's evil and twisted and- no, heh. What I mean is... if I could show people on the outside how my stresses and traumas felt on the inside, what would that character look like? What would they be like? What would they believe in? What would be their goals? I wanted to take everything that was invisible on the inside that no one respected as real obstacles to overcome in my life, and bring it forth, make it visible, like a dragon or a monster from a child's nightmare made flesh.

And Channe was born, heh.

So she wears a literal mask, because she's disfigured from an attack stemming from mistaken identity. Someone mistook her for someone else and disfigured her. The disfiguring makes it difficult for her to talk (she had to relearn how), it makes her insecure, and she lives with constant physical pain. It was allowed to heal on its own instead of being magically healed, so it can't be fully healed now because there's technically no injury anymore. But the scars remain, and so do the hindrances to her everyday life. But no one knows, because she keeps her disfigurement hidden beneath the mask, and shrouds herself in robes to even hide the rest of herself, because that's how she feels comfortable. So you can kindof see where my 25 year-old self was creating, not really a self-insert, but more like a self metaphor for how I felt moving about in "normal" society.

You might think this would be really personal or nerve-racking for me to create a character like this and then throw her at a bunch of people in a game, heh, but it wasn't. Because people don't know the half of what's going on with me, I hide a lot, I mask a lot, I'm good at faking it. Even for presentations in grad school I was terrified for, where my hands were shaking and I felt like I was going to pass out, I was always told that no one noticed anything but confidence. So to me, I was putting a fantasy character out there. No one had any idea what she represented to me, and I didn't share.

But even though Channe started out as this, she ended up taking on a life of her own and morphing into something I never could have expected. Where I stayed stagnant and even regressed in my social skills and confidence, she learned, adapted, and excelled. She became stronger, while I kindof stayed the same or got worse. And beyond that, a whole world began to form all around her that ended up being one of two worlds that were my largest, most detailed, most character-laden worlds I've ever created. She grew from a frightened teenager into a powerful queen, not always right or moral or reasonable, but her heart was in the right place. She knew she wasn't always steady or just, and so she surrounded herself with the right people who could council her. She had been discarded in life, seen as different, persecuted for what she was, and so she made her kingdom a sanctuary for misfits, orphans, refugees, and anyone else who needed refuge from a world that sought to define them too harshly.

I was amazed by this, heh, like what... are you doing? How are you doing this? How is this coming out of all the worst parts of myself and everything I hide from people? She took my weak and worst traits and somehow became something great, which is something I could never do in real life. I guess, with her, I took everything I wanted to become but couldn't do because I was too scared... and made it happen.

I don't want to get into her family, her subjects, her knights, her friends, her adopted children, her lovers, her enemies, etc. because I will be here for five years, haha. There's such a ridiculous amount of detail in this world it's not even funny. But I've rped so extensively in that world, through texting with friends, D&D games, and a wee bit on this site at times. I've written a 500+ page book I never finished, and about 300+ more pages of companion information, short stories, dictionaries, maps, and notes on culture, religion, history, and timelines for the world. And it all started with Channe. She was the first point I created for this world, and now it consists of several countries and kingdoms on a few continents, an original language, an original race, many original creatures, and hundreds of OCs.

I feel like a lot of her info is in her About post, so I won't go into detail here, but I guess I just wanted to rant about where she came from, how I created her, and what she means to me. I have... such a deep affection for her, it's not even funny. I have a mask ring that I used to wear every day that reminds me of her, and to this day, whenever I have something I have to go do, whether it's for work or a doc appt or anything where I know I'm going to feel out of my element and stressed, I wear that ring. After all these years, she's still very much a part of my writer's brain and my heart, and that's... honestly, I wish everyone could have that feeling of creating an OC that takes on its own life and becomes someone you love and who is important to you beyond just the written word. Like when you find yourself thinking of their quotes for extra assurance, or you think of their strength to help you find your own, etc. And I'm gushing and sounding like an idiot, but Channe and I go way back, haha, and she means a lot to me... and I guess I just wanted to share that with all of you. =)

She's from the same world as Jix and Aurelien, incidentally. Jix... is a bit of a pest to her, haha. He steals the raisins off her scones, lol. But otherwise she realizes he's harmless and she puts up with him, and he finds her eccentric but he still tries to be her friend, heh. Aurelien......... is a bit more complicated. He used to be soul-bonded to Channe's former lover, and things between them ended really messily and badly. So Channe wants nothing to do with Aurelien because he reminds her of her former lover Sri'hen... who, btw, was loosely inspired by Nuada. XD

I'm not sure why I still keep Channe on this blog, or why I still keep her blog even though I know I'll never return to it. I guess I do it out of respect for her, heh. Almost like... she's earned her place of status with me so she deserves to have these spots still, even if I haven't rped with her in years. And I really don't blame the lack of activity on this site or the people on it, like... she is a very strange character, very triggering for many, and she's not easy to get along with. That's why I just kindof let her sit here on this blog, I let her have her space, and don't force her on anyone. It just feels nice to have her here, even if I don't write her in anything, you know? =)

Alright, I feel like I've rambled on long enough, heh. If you've made it this far, thank you for taking the time to read this. I just want to add one little thing here: OCs matter. Mine matter, yours matter... the process of creating them is real and hard and valid. Make them for you, first and foremost, and don't let anyone bring you down about them. This site can ignore and make fun of and shun OCs like a champ, but it still can't take away that you've created something from nothing. You've done what a lot of people can't do. That's your brain baby and you should be proud of it. It's worth the time and effort, even if all you do is write it for yourself. It's an amazing process and if you're capable of it then please do it, no matter what anybody else says.

Thank you for sending this in! It gave me a chance to think about her and write a bit about her, which I haven't done in a really long time. It felt good. =)

[thenexusofsouls]

"No, you did not have to do anything," Channe said matter-of-factly. "You could just as easily have left me there to find my own way. Many would have. The fact that you did not was an admirable choice on your part." As Mantis explained that her brother went to report the accident, Channe waved dismissively. "Oh, the perpetrator is long gone, I assure you," she said. "Justice is ever the rarity, as usual. Nevertheless, I thank you, and I should be happy to thank your brother as well upon his return."

"Well met, Mantis. I am Channe." She smelled the chamomile before Mantis even said anything about it. "Gods, yes," she sighed in relief. "I adore chamomile. You are such a dear to offer it to me. Though, if you are at all squeamish, I would not venture to observe me as I drink it. I shall have to tip up my mask to do so and whatever may be revealed underneath might disturb you."

It was the fair warning she gave to anyone who might see any part of her horrifically disfigured face. She lacked skin on it, lacked eyelids and lips, her teeth were exposed, and her eyes permanently opened, giving her an unblinking stare. Long ago, she'd had to relearn speaking all over again. To drink the tea now, however, she only tipped it slightly, her head back, to pour the tea into her mouth.

@thenexusofsouls continued from here

Mantis returned to Channe's side in time to see the masked woman regain consciousness. The empath carefully placed two cups of tea atop the nightstand, and she sat on the chair at the spare bedroom of her apartment in Missouri. Lips curled politely, hands folding on her lap.

"You were injured. I had to do something." She made a gesture with her hand. "This is my apartment, the hit-and-run took place near the building. My brother was walking me home when we saw it happen... We brought you here and my brother left to report the... accident, while I tended to your wounds. I am Mantis." The night was cold, but the temperature was fairly comfortable inside the apartment. The cups were taken delicately into her hands as she handed one over to Channe. "Chamomile?"

[lgcmanager]

PERSONAL CHANNELS (Q2 2023)

SCHEDULE TYPE: N/A RESTRICTIONS: ACTORS AND MODELS ONLY

it’s becoming more and more common for public personalities to own personal youtube channels through which they can communicate with their fans. two idols within legacy entertainment ( BLAZing’s May and Haru’s YP ) own accounts themselves that focus on their respective passions and professional lives. through these channels, public personalities are able to display their personalities, interests and consolidate their images. with this in mind LGC Agency has decided to be the first LGC subsidiary to offer to all its artists the possibility of owning their personal youtube channel.

( note: if you want a general idea of how these personal channels go, here are some examples: example #1 / example #2 / example #3 )

ELIGIBILITY

ACTORS and MODELS who have been on their path for at least ONE TRIMESTER and have a minimum of +50 HOSTING or +50 VARIETY may own a personal youtube channel.

channels are personal and therefore have a single owner ( no grouping possible ). however, artists may invite OTHER LEGACY DEBUTED ARTIST/MODEL/ACTOR once per trimester.

before applying for a channel, please note that this is a long term commitment ( 3 months minimum ) and will require you to write a minimum of 2 solos during this period to keep the channel.

individuals who have lost their account for not meeting the minimum requirements or decided that they do not want to continue it will need to wait 3 trimesters before applying for a new Youtube channel.

IC wise, artists under 200 notoriety will have one video per week posted on their channel, while artists over 200 notoriety will have one video every two weeks posted on theirs. LGC Agency will be in charge of editing and publishing each video, although the editing style will be decided by the artists.

REQUIREMENTS ( NEW )

as mentioned above, channel owners must write a MINIMUM of 2 SOLOS of 300 words+ each trimester to keep their channel.

read below for further details depending of the muse’s notoriety;

0-199 NOTORIETY

may write up to 3 solos of 300+ words each per trimester

may write one thread of four replies minimum per trimester with a guest. guests receive no reward.

each requirements will reward +6 POINTS IN HOSTING, VARIETY, ACTING, OR PERFORMANCE and +4 NOTORIETY.

200+ NOTORIETY

may write up to 2 solos of 300+ words each per trimester

may write one thread of four replies minimum per trimester with a guest. guests receive no reward.

each requirements will reward +6 POINTS IN HOSTING, VARIETY, ACTING, OR PERFORMANCE and +4 NOTORIETY.

APPLICATION FORM

you have until APRIL 8, 2023 11:59PM EDT to apply for a personal youtube channel for this trimester. submit the following form to the lgcmanager blog to apply:

muse name:

channel’s name:

concept: (please describe in a minimum of 50 words the concept of the channel. will it be vlogs or videos sitting down in front of the camera? will it be more career oriented, hobby (example: makeup, fashion, food, environment), variety like (going for various challenges, trying out new activities)? in other words, tell us in detail what will make the channel unique and at the muse’s image)

AIRING DATES FOR Q1 PERSONAL CHANNELS

in case you missed it, the schedules for when all of the episodes for those shows have been posted over here on the lgcmedia sheet. if you want to write a netizen article pertaining to the episode/show, you can use that as reference in terms of the timeline.

ic wise, since the personal channel owners post more episodes than the number of solos/threads written, here is a schedule as to what days the episodes are posted:

jinseo’s communication center - wednesdays

muljjingi’s gym - tuesdays

sanghyun’s stories - friday

seonny side up - wednesdays

time turn - thursdays

tomitalks - mondays

xander: off the runway - thursdays

RENEWAL UPDATES

the muses listed below are the ones who are eligible to continue their personal channel for another trimester:

0-199 NOTORIETY

seonny side up - baek seona

tomitalks - sato minami

200+ NOTORIETY

xander: off the runway - han jisoo

jinseo’s communication center - kim jinseo

muljjingi’s gym - kim jinyoung

sanghyun’s stories - lim sanghyun

time turn - okada taiyou

if you do not want to continue your personal channel, you will have a 3 trimester cooldown period before you can reapply again.

RENEWAL FORM

if you want to continue your personal channel for another term, please fill out the form below. you have until APRIL 8, 2023 11:59PM EDT to submit it to the lgcmanager blog:

muse name: I would like to renew my personal channel for another term.

once we’ve received all of the forms, we’ll create another post detailing the channels that have been accepted and the point forms for this gig. afterwards, you can start writing solos and threads!

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◈ Hyleem <3

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Send ◈ to hear something my muse wishes they could tell their younger self.

[ladydorian05]

Hii! It’s b0n-chann 😊 can I ask for 14 in misc for Javi? I hope you’ve been doing well! 💕

Misc. 14. “Aren’t we supposed to be working?”

Hi, Bonbon! (can I call you that?) Of course you can ask! Now that we’re talking about it, ask for more if you want, your ask came just by the time I made the decision to write these prompts, even if no one asks for them, I just need the extra motivation that someone is waiting to read them. I’ve been well, thank you, a bit overwhelmed with how many fanfics I’ve saved to read later and I just can’t make a dent to their numbers.

Oof, dear! You know how on mobile a part of the ask shows up before even opening the ask? Well I saw 14 Misc. and checked the number; my mind instantly went “Now this would be a good one for Javi.” And lo and behold!!! It was for Javi!!!!

Sorry for the wait, I needed to be satisfied with the outcome since it’s my first time writing smut.

Edit: forgot to tag @oloreaa she practically became my beta reader for this one, thank you darling!

Enjoy!!

Often

Javier Peña x F!reader

Sumary: Fun times at the office.

Warnings:  18+. F! reader. Smut. Semi-public sex(?). Unprotected sex (for fics it’s fine, irl wrap it up people, that means no unplanned pregnancies and no STD’s) First time writing smut so it might not be that good. I think Ezra’s spirit slipped inside Javier at one point. One tired exasperated DEA agent, it might not be who you think it is.

Word count: 2K

The small space at the back of the evidence room was less than ideal for the activities currently taking place between you and Javier, but they’ll have to make it work.

He got you to sit on the edge of a low cabinet, legs parted to have him stand between them, with just the right height for your hips to align perfectly with his. He’s been kissing you senseless for the last couple of minutes and you could feel the bulge of his erection pressing into you.

“Aren’t we supposed to be working?” You asked panting as Javi’s lips caressed your neck. “Steve is waiting for us to return” you swallowed hard, “with the file on one of Escobar’s men…” He interrupted you, pulling a gasp from you as he latched onto the spot he knows drives you crazy. “Javi…don’t leave a mark… t-there.” Damn him and those delicious lips sending shivers all over your body.

“Then we better hurry, mi amor. (my love)” He grunted in your ear as he thrusted into your core.

“Javi…” You moaned. “I’m serious. We’re at the office.”

“Me too, cariño. (sweetheart) Besides, I didn’t start this whole thing, this time.”

“I know, you just had to wear this damn pink shirt today, you know how much I like the way it fits you.” You groaned while fisting the back of said shirt, tugging it out of his tight jeans.

“I do.” He flashed you one of his charming smiles.

“Someone could come in and catch us.”

“It’s late, only us and a handful of other unlucky bastards are around.” You still weren’t sure, it was risky, oh but it only made it more exciting and you wanted him. Bad.

“Hey,” he held your face in his hands “it’s your choice darling, either we do this fast and quietly or we can stop right now grab the file and go back to our desks with Murphy, your call.”

You chewed on your lower lip while looking at his eyes, damn it he was so hot looking at you like that with his dishevelled hair and his lips swollen from kissing yours. Fuck it.

You move your hand to his chest and putting some pressure there you make him take some steps away from you.

“We should hurry then.” You got off of the cabinet, your hands going for the button and zipper of your dress pants, you hear him unbuckling his belt.

“Turn around for me, hermosa. (beautiful)” You do as he says, looking at him over your shoulder you see him walk closer to you, once he’s behind you, you shiver as you feel one his hands caress the skin of your belly under your button-down shirt before he lowered your pants along with your underwear letting both garments pool at your legs.

“Open your shirt.” On his way up, he kisses a path from your calves to your thighs while you do as he says, undoing almost all of your buttons. His hands go back to touching you, this time one goes to your left breast under your bra while the other travels south to your weeping cunt. “Mmmmm, que rico, mi amor. (delicious, my love) You’re so wet for me.” He practically purrs in your ear.

“Javi.” You whimper his name as you hold onto the cabinet in front of you for balance; fuck you loved how his voice sounded deeper whenever he speaks Spanish.

“Shh, now we need to be careful, we don’t want anyone raining on our parade, do we?” A mewl is the only answer he gets from you as he slowly circles your clit with his finger. “Didn’t quite hear that, sweet girl.”

“N-no, we d-don’t want that.” You managed to get out bitting back a moan.

“That’s what I thought. As much as I love to listen to your sweet voice screaming my name, you’ll have to keep it down for now.” He easily pumps two fingers inside you. “I promise once we’re back home I’ll let you scream to your heart’s content. But for now, be a good girl for me.”

“Javi, please.” What was he doing!? This isn’t fast, this is torture. He’s definitely taking his sweet time, time you didn’t have.

“Please? Please what, sweet girl?” He pressed his bulge into your ass picking up the pace of his fingers going in and out of you.

Damn him!!!

“Please Javi. I need you inside.” You purposely clenched your walls around his fingers making him groan.

“Ask me nicely, in Spanish.” Was he serious!?

“Coño, Javier! Cógeme de una buena vez! (Fuck, Javier! Fuck me already!)” You snapped at him.

“That wasn’t nice, but I’ll let it slide this time.” He takes a step back from you making you mourn the loss of his fingers inside you. You hear the buckle of his belt hit the floor, along with his pants. You hoped he forgo his underwear today like he often did.  

“Have I told you how much I love your butt?” He muses grabbing your butt cheeks in his hands and giving them a squeeze.

“You never fail to remind me.”

“Well, the day I do, assume there’s something wrong with me.”

“Dully noted, now hurry!”

“Alright, I want you to rest your forearms on that cabinet, can’t have you losing your balance on me, and open those pretty legs a bit more. Yes, just like that.” He praises you once you do as he says, you moan as you feel how he slides his length between the space of your legs without entering your pussy. “Fuck, baby. You’re seriously dripping.” He groaned as he kept sliding his cock against your pussy, the tip barely bumping into your clit, he was driving you mad.

“Javi.” You pleaded.

“Sorry baby, wanted to be all good and ready for you” He aligns himself to your entrance, “Remember, love, keep it down.” He doesn’t wait for you to acknowledge his words; he buried his length into your pussy in one single thrust drawing out a cry from you. His hand immediately went to cover your mouth cutting it short. “What did I just say?” He panted in your ear.

“Can I trust you to keep it down or do you need my hand?” He let his hand fall from your lips.

“No, I mean yes. Fuck, Javi just keep going.” Any coherent thoughts were leaving you brain by the second, instead they were replaced with thoughts of him and how good he felt stretching your walls.

“As you wish.”

He began moving his hips against yours at a delicious slow rhythm taking almost all of his length out before thrusting back into you, the grip of his hands on your hips would probably leave some bruises. It was so difficult to keep yourself from moaning loudly as he filled you completely. “Maldición. (Damn it)” He gasped. “You feel so good. Ah, yess, you take me so well, sweet girl.”

You could feel his hot breath behind your ear as he continued to pound into you, changing the slow pace he set at the beginning for one that made your knees buckle from the force behind every roll of his hips. Ever the gentleman, he noticed this. Taking his left hand from your hip opting to putt it around your waist to keep you from falling.

“Javi,” you shakily moaned his name in the best hushed tone you could muster while being thoroughly fucked by the hottest man you’ve ever met. You felt your face heating up when you noticed how the wet noises of your bodies meeting each other surrounded you in the small space.

“Shit, you feel so good, sweet girrl.” His right hand moved from your hip to find your clit, you almost let out a loud moan before you bit hard on your lower lip to keep it from escaping. “If I could I’d stay like this the rest of my life, buried inside your delicious pussy. I hope you won’t be too tired after this, because I’m planning to give myself a feast upon this delectable cunt at home.”

Oh, he was close, he always got wordy when he was nearing his orgasm, all that grinding while making out really riled him up. Suddenly, he synchronised the movement of his hips with the hand stroking your clit and fuck did that feel good.

“Mmmhmmaah, Javi…ssshit.” Don’t scream, don’t scream.

“You close, sweet girl? Mmm, you gonna come all over my cock?” He stops for a second aligning himself differently before giving you a hard thrust hitting that one spot making your insides clench around him and causing your back to arch into his chest letting out a small moan. “I bet now you’d love to have my hand to bite into, to keep those beautiful sounds from letting everyone in the building know what we’re doing; how much we’re actually working.”

“Carajo…baby (Damn), I’m close…I can’t get enough of you, mi amor. (my love) Me vuelves loco. (You drive me crazy)” His lips returned to the side of you neck switching between biting and leaving small kisses on your skin. He made sure to keep hitting your G-spot over and over again, you could feel that familiar heat pooling in your belly, and his grunts, shit, you swear he could get you to cum with his voice alone if he really tried, you really were getting close. “Tell me baby, talk to me…”

“Me too…Javi, mmm close.” Taking your right hand from the surface of the cabinet you brought it to the back of his head, pulling on the hair there you got him to unlatch his lips from the skin of your neck leaving them puckered up for you to kiss.

His hips began to lose the rhythm he set, his thrust becoming more erratic as his climax approached, now that you were holding on to him he felt more confident to move his hand from around your waist, moving it underneath your bra he pinched your nipple making you gasp into his mouth.

“Fuck, baby!” His hips stuttered for a moment before he shoved his dick as deep as physically possible coming inside you, groaning your name. The combination of his hands stimulating your breast and your bud at the same time was too much for you. The feeling of his deep thrusts as he rode out his orgasm bringing forth your own.

“Javi.” You moan as you feel the delicious shivers running up and down your body, you end up leaning against him to keep yourself from falling.

“I got you darling,” He said breathless and returning his left hand to its previous place around you, his own shaky legs struggling to keep you both standing, all the while still circling your clit at a slower pace helping you to ride wave after wave of pleasure from your own orgasm, “back to the cabinet you go.”

Somehow, he got your front to lay on top of the piece of furniture, he rested some of his weight on your back as he went soft still inside you and you both tried to catch your breath.

“Shit, that was hot.” You huffed, slightly wiggling your hips making him groan.

“No kidding. Come on, weren’t you worried about getting the file to Murphy.” He gave your neck a kiss before pulling himself away from you.

“Shit, the file, I forgot.” Slowly, mindful of the garments around your ankles, and with still shaky legs you turned around leaning on the cabinet just in time to watch him pull his jeans back on, so he really didn’t put on his briefs today.

“Like what you see?” he asked, finally noticing how you were ogling him.

“I like it a lot actually.”

With a snort he puts his hand inside one of his pockets taking out a small plastic bag with a handkerchief inside. “Here, let me help you.” He kneeled in front of you, taking the soft piece of fabric from the bag into his hand and began to clean the combined mess of your fluids from your legs and pussy.

You inhaled sharply as he delved into your over sensitive folds to get rid of the cum that began to leak from your entrance. “Mmm, Javi.”

“Oh no, you’ll have to wait until we’re back home for round two. Come on, get dressed. The sooner we finish going over those documents, the sooner we can get home, and I want to go home, there’s a feast waiting for me, isn’t it?” He said, giving one of your thighs an affectionate slap before standing up and putting the cloth back inside the bag.

He began to carry one or two handkerchiefs  on his person at all times after the first time you did something like what just happened and there was nothing you could use to clean yourself thus leaving you feeling uncomfortable until you could find a restroom and clean up. He was an asshole most of the time, but a caring one at that. At least to you.

“You better eat it all.” You replied as you bend to pick up your pants and underwear.

“Gladly.”

You were about to finish buttoning up your shirt when you hear the door of the evidence room open.

“You found the file yet? It’s late, I’d like to go home before Connie falls asleep for once.” Steve crossed the front of the room reaching the entrance to the back one rather fast. Damn he was annoyed and you were positive he was about to become livid.

Steve’s eyes went from you to Javier and back, taking in both of your dishevelled appearances, the wrinkles in your clothes and the complete messy state of your hair.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me.”

“Steve…” you began to say.

“No, save it, I don’t want to hear it, from him I get it, I can even expect something like this, but from you?” He let out a sigh. “Listen, I’m happy for you two, God knows it’s been a long time coming, but in the office? Inside the evidence room?” he sounded incredulous. “Did you find the file? Did you even look for it!?”

“Over there.” Javier gestured with his head to another cabinet on the opposite wall of the one you just used.

“You know how long you’ve been here!?” He answered his own question before either of you could even open your mouths. “An hour and a half! An hour and a half for ONE file that was properly stored making it easy to find!”

“Sorry Steve, we’ll try not to do it, again.”

“Wait, again!? You mean this has happened before!? Shit, how often!?” He ran his hands upwards from his face to his hair. “You know what, I don’t care. What’s more, we’re done for tonight, go home you fucking pair of horny teenagers. Really, at the office!?” he left the room muttering something among the lines of fucking assholes under his breath.

“Well, it’s happened quite often.”

“Javi!”

“What? It’s true.”

“Shut up, let’s get out of here.”

[esauul]

Here's the first tag! (And a quick sketch to celebrate)

Tagged by cutie @ksenoir   ♡＼(￣▽￣)／♡

1.Nicknames: Esaul (This nickname is my surname. My surname is Esaulova, for short it is Esaul. By the way, in Russia there is a popular song called "Esaul". If you knew how often users Russian social networks send it to me...)

2. Zodiac Sign: Pisces

3. Height: 172 centimeters (5' 7")

4. Hogwarts: Hufflepuff

5. Last Thing I googled: Names of the faculties of Hogwarts in the English language

6. Favourite Musicians/singer/group: DDT (Russian band), Leningrad (Russian band), the King and the Clown (Russian band), Melanie Martinez, MUSE, Imagine Dragons, Indila, Dua Lipa

Wait, where is number 7?

8. Following Now: 25

9. Followers: 310

10. Do I Get Asks?: I have no questions in my ask-box.

11. Amount of 💤?: 8h

12. Lucky Number:  7

13. What I’m Wearing: warm cotton pajamas (it's night in my city and I'll go to bed soon)

14. Dream Job: writer, concept artist, illustrator, producer

15. Dream Trip: A drunken trip to St. Petersburg with my friends

16. Favourite Food: Baked duck

17. Instruments: no

18. Languages: Only Russian, but I try very hard to learn English

19. Favourite Song: Sub Urban — Cradles

20. Random Fact: I'm a moralist, a lot of people don't like it.

21. Aesthetic: Lavender field, lilac bushes, children's summer Playground (maybe it's weird) I tag @jonnyobrien-jo @evusito @lavendercharlie @anevans88 @saku-chann @artyukimora @masterworker-shargo @kewellyin @scribblechan

[yuyinator]

A lil’ present for the sweet @saku-chann!! Oof, I hope we get to know more about Willma ❤️

So basically, Willma is going to one of her classes, she crashes against Rayan and some of her stuff scatter all over the ground. He helps her pick her stuff AND this is how he finds out he’s her muse in some of her sketches.

[letstalksymphogear]

Symphogear, EP. 4 (Cont)

The gremlin challenges Tsubasa, a Symphogear, whose entire shtick is to sing to channel power, to sing.

It dawns on her, however, that Tsubasa is part Greninja. Tsubasa used Shadow-Weaving! It’s super effective.

“tell me, you jellyfish looking weirdo...”

“hey- hey, time out. are you gonna do what i think you’re gonna do. this is gonna like, kill you. you know that, right? that you will literally die? you do understand you can just retreat now or- or just take hibiki away, right? i even told you that was the whole point of this... uh... oh shit.”

“ARE YOU READY TO JAM”

“tsubasa please i will literally lend you my remaining brain cell to stop you from this really stupid mistake”

Dad has entered the server.

“oh my god. oh my god. oh my god. oh my god. o- ryoko. stop breathing on me. this isnt helping my anxiety over my adopted daughter figure literally preparing to kill herself over my commands.”

“sorry babe its just the asthma, forgot my inhaler”

“i cannot FUCKING believe of ALL the opponents i had to fight i had to fight the DUMBEST one on the goddamn block, you idiot, you absolute dunce, RETHINK THIS”

“OH GOD SHE’S DOING IT! SHE’S DOING IT! THE ABSOLUTE MADWOMAN- FUCK- FUCK! GET ME OUT OF HERE! FUCK! FUCK!”

“just used up my last brain cell for this attack, pal. you’re through.”

“NAH, EAT ASS YOU- YOU GODDAMN MANIAC”

“HAHA YEAH, GOT YOU NOW, SLOW WALKING, DRAMA INDUCIN’, PURPLE RAIN CHANN-”

“OH GOD! YOU TELEPORTED! YOU’VE GOT SV_CHEATS SET TO 1, DON’T YOU! NOCLIPPING LIKE NOBODY’S BUSINESS GET OUT OF MY FACE”

“WHOA WHOA WHOA WHAT THE FUCK WHOA I KNOW I CRACKED SOME JOKES BUT WE LITERALLY JUST MET AND I- I GOTTA KNOW PEOPLE FIRST BEFORE THIS SHIT AND- OH GOD PLEASE STOP”

“OH GOD! THIS... RAW, GAY, REPRESSED ENERGY... IT’S... TOO STRONG...”

The gremlin could not begin to comprehend Tsubasa’s intense love for incredibly well-built redheaded women.

Hibiki can, though.

“SO......... MUCH........... SAUCE...................”

“.................................................”

The gremlin retreats after getting her licks. This scene subtly implied something; the Nehushtan armor she wears regenerates over time, which means no matter how much damage it sustains, it will always return in one piece. The same can’t be said for the user, though.

Hibiki runs to Tsubasa, checking if she’s okay, totally oblivious to the gravity of what just happened.

“i came just as i could and ive brought happy meals for everyone”

Genjuro asks if Tsubasa is okay.

I dunno man, this is a pretty tough judgement call here. I mean, is she okay? Pain is a pretty subjective experience, after all.

“oh my god i get it. i get the joke she implied. she wanted to jam. she’s jammed! cause it- it looks like jam! no, wait, its more like sauce...”

It dawns on Hibiki that people actually do die during this job.

Tsubasa, as it turns out, survived her Swan Song. It makes sense that she would because she was naturally receptive to her relic, Ame-No-Habakiri. Still, the injury comes with great gravity. She’s benched for the next season, and it’s likely she’s gonna miss the playoffs.

Stuck on a respirator on the edge of life, Tsubasa will probably look back at this and go, “Gosh, I was such a wild child. Haha. Almost dying and all.”

Hibiki wraps her single braincell around the idea of death. Most main characters aren’t familiar with the concept of death, you see, because most don’t die. But this is Season One Symphogear. Flirting with death is common.

Ogawa comes in to comfort her.

“dumbass had her opponent bound and the gremlin still escaped anyway”

Ogawa then explains shit we already know. Thanks, Ogawa.

“in summation: i get where you’re coming from, but stop fucking saying ‘im gonna replace kanade’, please, im begging you”

Hibiki FINALLY gets it, and naturally upon realizing, feels really bad for it. A real right and true asshole.

“oh thank god i was worried not even that was going to get to you”

Meanwhile, in Tsubasa’s mind...

“ah fuck me. im trapped in metaphor limbo. see, im falling because i clipped my wing, cause i nearly died, you know, like icarus and shit”

“hold up my gay senses are tingling”

Her senses confirmed. Kanade is in her mind, in probably the most romantic metaphor possible. There is absolutely no way to interpret all of this platonically.

Tsubasa is literally submerged in a sea of her own emotions...

Involving Kanade, and how she strives to be like her and honor her memory.

SHE LITERALLY DROWNS IN THOSE EMOTIONS, SUBMERGING DEEPER INTO THE WATER.

Tsubasa, in her Symphogear Brand Medical Cocoon for the Dumb and Beaten Down, quietly slumbers in her semi-comatose state as she wrestles the water metaphors of her own sexual identity.

The poor thing just misses her girlfriend.

Meanwhile, Hibiki sits and thinks more than usual. In a flashback, Genjuro muses about how The Gremlin wanted to kidnap Hibiki.

“i dunno maybe The Gremlin’s super lonely or shit”

“i mean if thats the case ill just adopt her too”

Since Tsubasa is away, Hibiki has to pick up the quota for teenage angst in the 2nd Division. Unfortunately, she has very big shoes to fill, but Hibiki isn’t one for slacking in the misery department. She blames herself for everything.

“im really going to fire the therapist we have around here for being pretty damn useless”

“can i be the therapist?”

“ryoko i am absolutely begging you to filter your bad ideas given the several teenage crises we’re dealing with right now”

Hibiki then yells out, for what is possibly the third time, out of the blue:

“I HAVE PEOPLE I WANT TO PROTECT”

The flashback ends.

And speaking of girlfriends.

“there is no force on this planet stopping me from having some quality fucking time with my girlfriend damnit”

Miku points out Hibiki has been pretty lonely. Says she heard it from a friend who, heard it from a friend who, heard it from another she was messin’ ‘round.

Unfortunately, Miku is a goddamned chad.

Immediate handholding. Make no mistake. Behind those soft-spoken eyes lies an absolute master.

“o-oh, my hand, you’re holding it, so smoothly”

“hibiki, you’re my sunshine. i want to soak up your rays so hard that every piece of flesh of my body is horribly mutilated from skin cancer.”

“jesus christ miku at least use sunscreen in your metaphors”

“ill use them just for you, hibiki. just for you.”

Their relationship is interesting. When one of them is sad, the other sorta acts as an angst vacuum. You’ll see them flip flop with their points of misery with each other, but when together, those problems always melt away.

Of course, emphasis on being together. Season 1 is the worst with keep them away from each other.

“Just Be Yourself!” Miku Kohinata, Symphogear, 2012.

“fuck me, you’re right. im the protagonist. i cant just eat shit here the whole time. i gotta do protagonist things!”

“was that an invitation?”

“another time. but now... let’s just catch up.”

And so, they laugh together about how the recorded footage of the meteor shower was all black. Truly the greatest couple of all time.

It is this realization of being her own self, coupled with her renewed gay energy, and new perspective on what she must do, that causes everything to go uphill for her from here. Take note.

Here is where a God is truly born.

Tachibana Hibiki.

The end of this episode cuts to a specific dojo.

Genjuro’s dojo.

“i dont fuck around with training, even though i probably should have trained you sooner. you sure about this?”

“dadman either you do this or i will most definitely die next time”

Part of their training involves watching action movies, because Genjuro is so unreal that he should frankly be a fictional character in the very universe he exists in.

Fucking adorable.

“im so conflicted its so clear she’s part of /fit/ now but i cant help but imagine her washboard abs”

Hibiki balls even harder at karaoke now, due to her Symphogear training, and not because she’s secretly Aoi Yuki playing a recolored version of Madoka.

Her significant other is mildly terrified at the superhuman that is slowly unfolding her powers before her eyes.

In the end, things all reach their logical conclusion.

Hibiki becomes a Tekken character, just like Genjuro.

Of course... Miku pushes the fact very subtly that she would never hide anything from Hibiki...

Turmoil brews in the worst way... soon...

[thenexusofsouls]

❝  it’s safe here.  ❞

[ Channe, Mantis' apartment in Missouri ]

As Channe came to and remembered what had happened, she was immediately aware that she was not in the same place she was when the... accident... had occurred. Next, she was aware that the person speaking was not someone she knew. Silver, reflective eyes and a porcelain mask more than half a millennium old slowly turned in the direction of the sound. The mask canted. "Ah. How refreshing it is to see a non-human individual other than myself. It has been too a long time since last I laid eye upon one."

She sat up slowly, none of the pain of the injuries she was sure she'd sustained being felt as she did so. "I shall never, for as long as I draw breath, develop an affection for automobiles," she said, "or the inconsiderate perpetrators of hit-and-run crimes that operate them." She felt herself in various places over her robes. "I seem to be intact, however. Your doing, I assume? If so, then I thank you."

[pendantaudio]

PENDANT PRODUCTIONS PROUDLY PRESENTS:

DREAMNASIUM, episode 8 - "Antiope in Black," part 2

Flint learns the truth about her mission and Baba Yaga's machinations!

"Dreamnasium" is an anthology show adapting the short stories of Geoffrey Thorne, full of sci-fi, fantasy, mystery and intrigue!

Transcript available at pendantaudio.com.

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Featuring the voice talents of:

Barbra Dillon as Flint Jack Calk as Mattock Channe Nolen as Theta Pete Milan as Hewdon Jessie Moore as Brogrym Joe J. Thomas as Skiff Control Marte Brengle as Baba Yaga Philip Weber as Meldrick and Melissa Autumn Hearne as The Muse

Written by Jeffrey & Susan Bridges, based on the original short story "Antiope in Black" by Geoffrey Thorne

Dreamnasium theme by Vincent Morrison All other music by Josh Molen at TheTunePeddler.com

Directed by Paul Brueggemann

Produced by Pendant Productions Executive Producers Jeffrey & Susan Bridges This Production is copyright 2019 Geoffrey Thorne and Pendant Productions

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Thanks for listening!

[cybrrpunqq]

8. How did you choose the name for your muse? 

(Gonna go with Channe on this one)

While creating Channe, I was trying to decide if he was going to be my actual sona (in which he would be like me, name, pronouns, the whole 9 yards), but I had decided not to make him “me” in a way.

Then “Wolf” by Young Heretics came on and I was like; “I KNOW WHAT TO DO”

So I went to a website where there were multiple names of WOLF in different ways; and therefore, I went with “Channe”, so there you have it

[freewillacquired]

👔 Which muse of one of your blogs is the most intelligent?

Hmm....... I guess it depends on how you define intelligence. I’ll just pick a few that I can think of, heh.

Based purely on IQ alone, I would say Channe ( @fxcelessqueen ) has the highest innate intelligence, but as a character somewhat reclusive personality, she lack personal experience in most situations. If you give her a test to take, she’d ace it, but put her into real life situations and she won’t know what to do half the time, heh.

Thinking about street smarts, that would have to be Luther ( @armed-and-alxne ). He worked for the Russian mafia since the age of twelve and for almost thirty years, so he’s the most capable of navigating dangerous and sensitive social and common sense situations.

As far as thinking fast on one’s feet and problem solving skills, I’d go with Carlos ( @youmissedone ). Becoming a militant in his youth, then a mercenary, continuing as a special ops soldier, and then navigating a zombie apocalypse, Carlos is the best of all my muses at handling tactics, formulating quick and efficient solutions to problems, and delegating responsibility to others based on skill.

And as far as exceptional intelligence outside of what would normally be expected, Jix ( @xleafyheartx ) is considerably more intelligent than the average leafling. All leaflings can talk, but few can learn multiple languages. Jix knows three. He can be taught how to read, whereas not all leaflings can grasp that skill, and he also has an exceptional memory for a tiny tree fae.

Yeah... so much for picking just one muse, heh. XD

[dindjarindiaries]

1, 15, 18 for Din with a s/o on the more curvy side???

warning: some of this may get a ~little~ bit saucy but you all know me, nothing out of hand!

CUDDLING, TOUCHING, AND WHAT “TURNS THEM ON” WITH DIN

The moment Din lays eyes on your curves from the silhouette of your image in front of him, he’s a sucker—because one of his major turn-ons is exactly that: all those curves.

Din’s obviously and heavily touch-starved, so to see a body that’s so deserving of his touch? Maker, it’s perfection to him.

But even better than your body to him is your heart and your confidence. Both of these are additional turn-ons for him because Din loves nothing more than someone who owns who they are but has empathy and compassion for others at the same time. Maybe it’s his warrior culture, but he absolutely loves a person who doesn’t shy away from who they are.

Once you start to get more romantic, Din realizes that you love to cuddle, and this melts his heart. He’ll be awkward at first—just because you and your body are so precious to him, and he’s admired you for so long, he’s afraid now that the touch he gives you won’t do you enough justice.

But the warmth of your body against his is so addicting that Din finds himself seeking it out whenever he gives himself time to.

Din loves to rest his helmet on your chest and hold his arms around you, beginning his touch with light circles on your back.

Once he lets himself get more bold, Din will trace his fingers along every single curve of your body. Every bump, every dip, every line—Din draws his finger along it all as if it’s art that’s being admired.

This brings him to another turn-on: marks. They remind Din of strength, just like how he bears many scars himself, and if there’s one thing he really loves it’s that sense of strength. Many times, his fingers will linger over those as his modulated voice lowly muses on how unique each pattern of them is.

As his touching grows even more confident and evolves, Din loves to grab. It’ll be gentle unless you ask for it to be harder, but Din will love to take a hold of you and your body in his grasp—and so the more there is to grab, the better.

Like aforementioned, he loves to run his hands along the shape of your curves, but especially with both his hands at the same time as he hovers over you. His hands will roam down your sides and back up again, admiring everything he hits along the way. He tells you he can’t wait until the day he can lay a kiss upon every inch of it.

But absolutely nothing matches the feeling of him laying with you, your warmth matching his own, both of you making the other feel more safe and comfortable than you ever have before.

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[douglassmiith]

Shows to Binge During the Pandemic That Arent Breaking Bad or Fleabag

If you feel like you’ve already seen everything, here are some under-the-radar TV options to tide you over as we weather coronavirus together.

Opinions expressed by Entrepreneur contributors are their own.

Being informed about the spread of COVID-19 and its devastating effects on the global community is critical. But we can all acknowledge that staying attuned to the news every waking hour has only heightened our collective anxiety and sense of foreboding. One of the few salves for those fortunate enough to have reliable WiFi and access to cable and streaming services has been the chance to catch up with TV shows that had previously passed us by and might offer momentary respite from the coronavirus and its attendant confinement. 

But before one more website or well-meaning friend reads you the riot act for having never seen Breaking Bad or The Wire, or parrots the popular thinking that Fleabag is comedy manna (not that it isn’t), we thought we’d recommend a handful of superlative, binge-able series that have been relatively neglected by the culture at large. And while living through fictional characters’ everyday circumstances might seem like a counterintuitive way to cope with a very real period of isolation, the five shows below might actually offer some useful perspective. (Click through each show title for access to it via Netflix, Amazon or Hulu.)

This little-seen, under-marketed Sundance TV gem from creator/writer Ray McKinnon has earned its share of critical praise and some cult appreciation thanks to Netflix but remains inexplicably sidelined from most popular conversation about great modern dramas. The premise — small-town Georgia man Daniel Holden (Aden Young) gets exonerated after years on death row for the murder of his high school girlfriend and attempts to reassimilate into normal life — might sound moribund. But Rectify abounds with soulful insights on guilt, innocence, love and loss. The cast (also including Abigail Spencer, Clayne Crawford and J. Smith-Cameron, etc.) are terrific in service of characters charting a hyper-realistic course toward solace and redemption against extraordinary odds. 

Related: 18 Movies Every Entrepreneur Should Watch

Kudos to Starz for giving creator/writer Mike O’Malley’s groundbreaking dramedy four seasons to spread its wings. Survivor’s Remorse is nominally about pro-basketball star Cam Calloway (Jesse Usher) and his adaptation to life as an A-list celebrity, but it’s ultimately a dysfunctional-family sitcom with the outlaw spirit of Curb Your Enthusiasm and heart of Schitt’s Creek. That it never benefited from the latter’s groundswell of support is a shame, but it’s not too late to make good and — if nothing else — bear witness to Tichina Arnold’s (Martin, Everybody Hates Chris) career-best turn as the take-no-prisoners, wildly profane Calloway matriarch Cassie.

Nothing can prepare you for how weird this comedy/drama/mystery-thriller buddy series gets in a hurry. The broad strokes of Hap and Leonard are that it’s based on a series of novels by Joe R. Lansdale, set in the 1980s, features first-flight actors including Michael Kenneth Williams (speaking of The Wire), James Purefoy and Mad Men‘s Christina Hendricks. Purefoy is Hap, a conscientious Vietnam objector and smart aleck who literally pulls no punches. Leonard is his best friend, still scarred from having fought in the war and dealing with day-to-day life as an openly gay black man in East Texas. Over the course of three seasons, they find themselves in the crosshairs of lovestruck sadists, child killers and politically embedded Klansmen. They’re kind of like the Dukes of Hazzard, just far more tender with one another and up against much graver life-or-death odds. It’s not hard to see how this one was a hard sell, but trust us that it’s worth buying in.

You’d be forgiven for being out of the loop about creepypastas, which are basically internet-user-generated campfire stories that seeped into mainstream consciousness via forums like Reddit. (The infamous Slender Man tale is a frequently cited pillar.) But they also served as a bedrock for the SyFy network’s Channe Zero anthology series. Each of the four installments — from 2016’s initial Candle Cove to ’18’s concluding Dream Door — creates a Twilight Zone of its own somewhere between lucid dreams and waking strange, searching for closure to open wounds. It’s eerie, artful and the closest thing to what Nightmare on Elm Street auteur Wes Craven might have concocted for the 21st-century disaffected set.

Related: Netflix Finally Adds Top 10 Lists for Its Most Popular Content

We know there’s a lot on TV at any one time. Still, how exactly has this Dave Holstein-created weekly half-hour (currently airing on Showtime) that’s executive produced (and often directed) by Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind visionary Michel Gondry and stars his muse, Jim Carrey, not caught fire? Carrey plays Jeff, who also happens to play a Mr. Rogers-like character named Mr. Pickles on public television. He’s good and he’s decent, but he’s also burdened by a personal tragedy, pining for his ex-wife Jill (the terrific Judy Greer) and dealing with his tyrannical father/boss Seb (a never-better Frank Langella), the sum total of which culminates in what could be described as personal awakening by way of total breakdown. Kidding is, as the title teases, very funny, but without the cringy-ness and ironic distance typical of modern cable comedies. Carrey is excellent, but the show is an ensemble feat and has only grown more confident in its, and Mr. Pickles’s, mission of bringing joy and jarring candor to the masses. 

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Shows to Binge During the Pandemic That Aren’t ‘Breaking Bad’ or ‘Fleabag’

If you feel like you’ve already seen everything, here are some under-the-radar TV options to tide you over as we weather coronavirus together.

Opinions expressed by Entrepreneur contributors are their own.

Being informed about the spread of COVID-19 and its devastating effects on the global community is critical. But we can all acknowledge that staying attuned to the news every waking hour has only heightened our collective anxiety and sense of foreboding. One of the few salves for those fortunate enough to have reliable WiFi and access to cable and streaming services has been the chance to catch up with TV shows that had previously passed us by and might offer momentary respite from the coronavirus and its attendant confinement. 

But before one more website or well-meaning friend reads you the riot act for having never seen Breaking Bad or The Wire, or parrots the popular thinking that Fleabag is comedy manna (not that it isn’t), we thought we’d recommend a handful of superlative, binge-able series that have been relatively neglected by the culture at large. And while living through fictional characters’ everyday circumstances might seem like a counterintuitive way to cope with a very real period of isolation, the five shows below might actually offer some useful perspective. (Click through each show title for access to it via Netflix, Amazon or Hulu.)

This little-seen, under-marketed Sundance TV gem from creator/writer Ray McKinnon has earned its share of critical praise and some cult appreciation thanks to Netflix but remains inexplicably sidelined from most popular conversation about great modern dramas. The premise — small-town Georgia man Daniel Holden (Aden Young) gets exonerated after years on death row for the murder of his high school girlfriend and attempts to reassimilate into normal life — might sound moribund. But Rectify abounds with soulful insights on guilt, innocence, love and loss. The cast (also including Abigail Spencer, Clayne Crawford and J. Smith-Cameron, etc.) are terrific in service of characters charting a hyper-realistic course toward solace and redemption against extraordinary odds. 

Related: 18 Movies Every Entrepreneur Should Watch

Kudos to Starz for giving creator/writer Mike O’Malley’s groundbreaking dramedy four seasons to spread its wings. Survivor’s Remorse is nominally about pro-basketball star Cam Calloway (Jesse Usher) and his adaptation to life as an A-list celebrity, but it’s ultimately a dysfunctional-family sitcom with the outlaw spirit of Curb Your Enthusiasm and heart of Schitt’s Creek. That it never benefited from the latter’s groundswell of support is a shame, but it’s not too late to make good and — if nothing else — bear witness to Tichina Arnold’s (Martin, Everybody Hates Chris) career-best turn as the take-no-prisoners, wildly profane Calloway matriarch Cassie.

Nothing can prepare you for how weird this comedy/drama/mystery-thriller buddy series gets in a hurry. The broad strokes of Hap and Leonard are that it’s based on a series of novels by Joe R. Lansdale, set in the 1980s, features first-flight actors including Michael Kenneth Williams (speaking of The Wire), James Purefoy and Mad Men‘s Christina Hendricks. Purefoy is Hap, a conscientious Vietnam objector and smart aleck who literally pulls no punches. Leonard is his best friend, still scarred from having fought in the war and dealing with day-to-day life as an openly gay black man in East Texas. Over the course of three seasons, they find themselves in the crosshairs of lovestruck sadists, child killers and politically embedded Klansmen. They’re kind of like the Dukes of Hazzard, just far more tender with one another and up against much graver life-or-death odds. It’s not hard to see how this one was a hard sell, but trust us that it’s worth buying in.

You’d be forgiven for being out of the loop about creepypastas, which are basically internet-user-generated campfire stories that seeped into mainstream consciousness via forums like Reddit. (The infamous Slender Man tale is a frequently cited pillar.) But they also served as a bedrock for the SyFy network’s Channe Zero anthology series. Each of the four installments — from 2016’s initial Candle Cove to ’18’s concluding Dream Door — creates a Twilight Zone of its own somewhere between lucid dreams and waking strange, searching for closure to open wounds. It’s eerie, artful and the closest thing to what Nightmare on Elm Street auteur Wes Craven might have concocted for the 21st-century disaffected set.

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We know there’s a lot on TV at any one time. Still, how exactly has this Dave Holstein-created weekly half-hour (currently airing on Showtime) that’s executive produced (and often directed) by Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind visionary Michel Gondry and stars his muse, Jim Carrey, not caught fire? Carrey plays Jeff, who also happens to play a Mr. Rogers-like character named Mr. Pickles on public television. He’s good and he’s decent, but he’s also burdened by a personal tragedy, pining for his ex-wife Jill (the terrific Judy Greer) and dealing with his tyrannical father/boss Seb (a never-better Frank Langella), the sum total of which culminates in what could be described as personal awakening by way of total breakdown. Kidding is, as the title teases, very funny, but without the cringy-ness and ironic distance typical of modern cable comedies. Carrey is excellent, but the show is an ensemble feat and has only grown more confident in its, and Mr. Pickles’s, mission of bringing joy and jarring candor to the masses. 

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Shows to Binge During the Pandemic That Aren’t ‘Breaking Bad’ or ‘Fleabag’

If you feel like you’ve already seen everything, here are some under-the-radar TV options to tide you over as we weather coronavirus together.

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Being informed about the spread of COVID-19 and its devastating effects on the global community is critical. But we can all acknowledge that staying attuned to the news every waking hour has only heightened our collective anxiety and sense of foreboding. One of the few salves for those fortunate enough to have reliable WiFi and access to cable and streaming services has been the chance to catch up with TV shows that had previously passed us by and might offer momentary respite from the coronavirus and its attendant confinement. 

But before one more website or well-meaning friend reads you the riot act for having never seen Breaking Bad or The Wire, or parrots the popular thinking that Fleabag is comedy manna (not that it isn’t), we thought we’d recommend a handful of superlative, binge-able series that have been relatively neglected by the culture at large. And while living through fictional characters’ everyday circumstances might seem like a counterintuitive way to cope with a very real period of isolation, the five shows below might actually offer some useful perspective. (Click through each show title for access to it via Netflix, Amazon or Hulu.)

This little-seen, under-marketed Sundance TV gem from creator/writer Ray McKinnon has earned its share of critical praise and some cult appreciation thanks to Netflix but remains inexplicably sidelined from most popular conversation about great modern dramas. The premise — small-town Georgia man Daniel Holden (Aden Young) gets exonerated after years on death row for the murder of his high school girlfriend and attempts to reassimilate into normal life — might sound moribund. But Rectify abounds with soulful insights on guilt, innocence, love and loss. The cast (also including Abigail Spencer, Clayne Crawford and J. Smith-Cameron, etc.) are terrific in service of characters charting a hyper-realistic course toward solace and redemption against extraordinary odds. 

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Kudos to Starz for giving creator/writer Mike O’Malley’s groundbreaking dramedy four seasons to spread its wings. Survivor’s Remorse is nominally about pro-basketball star Cam Calloway (Jesse Usher) and his adaptation to life as an A-list celebrity, but it’s ultimately a dysfunctional-family sitcom with the outlaw spirit of Curb Your Enthusiasm and heart of Schitt’s Creek. That it never benefited from the latter’s groundswell of support is a shame, but it’s not too late to make good and — if nothing else — bear witness to Tichina Arnold’s (Martin, Everybody Hates Chris) career-best turn as the take-no-prisoners, wildly profane Calloway matriarch Cassie.

Nothing can prepare you for how weird this comedy/drama/mystery-thriller buddy series gets in a hurry. The broad strokes of Hap and Leonard are that it’s based on a series of novels by Joe R. Lansdale, set in the 1980s, features first-flight actors including Michael Kenneth Williams (speaking of The Wire), James Purefoy and Mad Men‘s Christina Hendricks. Purefoy is Hap, a conscientious Vietnam objector and smart aleck who literally pulls no punches. Leonard is his best friend, still scarred from having fought in the war and dealing with day-to-day life as an openly gay black man in East Texas. Over the course of three seasons, they find themselves in the crosshairs of lovestruck sadists, child killers and politically embedded Klansmen. They’re kind of like the Dukes of Hazzard, just far more tender with one another and up against much graver life-or-death odds. It’s not hard to see how this one was a hard sell, but trust us that it’s worth buying in.

You’d be forgiven for being out of the loop about creepypastas, which are basically internet-user-generated campfire stories that seeped into mainstream consciousness via forums like Reddit. (The infamous Slender Man tale is a frequently cited pillar.) But they also served as a bedrock for the SyFy network’s Channe Zero anthology series. Each of the four installments — from 2016’s initial Candle Cove to ’18’s concluding Dream Door — creates a Twilight Zone of its own somewhere between lucid dreams and waking strange, searching for closure to open wounds. It’s eerie, artful and the closest thing to what Nightmare on Elm Street auteur Wes Craven might have concocted for the 21st-century disaffected set.

Related: Netflix Finally Adds Top 10 Lists for Its Most Popular Content

We know there’s a lot on TV at any one time. Still, how exactly has this Dave Holstein-created weekly half-hour (currently airing on Showtime) that’s executive produced (and often directed) by Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind visionary Michel Gondry and stars his muse, Jim Carrey, not caught fire? Carrey plays Jeff, who also happens to play a Mr. Rogers-like character named Mr. Pickles on public television. He’s good and he’s decent, but he’s also burdened by a personal tragedy, pining for his ex-wife Jill (the terrific Judy Greer) and dealing with his tyrannical father/boss Seb (a never-better Frank Langella), the sum total of which culminates in what could be described as personal awakening by way of total breakdown. Kidding is, as the title teases, very funny, but without the cringy-ness and ironic distance typical of modern cable comedies. Carrey is excellent, but the show is an ensemble feat and has only grown more confident in its, and Mr. Pickles’s, mission of bringing joy and jarring candor to the masses. 

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