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ickymichi · 4 years ago

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𝐨𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫!

𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

<3 summary: you didn’t know you were failing that badly for him to make you stay back. but you weren’t complaining when he brought you to his office and locked the door.

<3 word count: 3.5k

<3 warnings: nsfw, swearing, soft levi and fluff at then end cause we love soft levi in this house.

<3 nsfw warnings: age gap(reader is of age), degradation, spanking, hair pulling, male oral reciving.

<3 note: this was requested by @jahanaraaaa and i just had to write it straight away cause it sent me into my monthly levi brianrot. tysm for the request & wait my dear i loved it so so much.<//3 but if you enjoyed please like n’ reblog, it’s greatly appreciated!

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The noise of his expensive dress shoes clicking as he moved across and black the laminate floor and his deep monotone voice was slowly putting you and others to sleep. But you had to fight it because you didn’t fancy getting an earful from your professor Mr. Ackerman. Well maybe you would, it’s no lie he’s extremely attractive and you’ve always had an attraction to men older than you. His bare ring finger gave you evidence that he probably wasn’t seeing anyone so it didn’t make you feel guilty about your not so little crush on the man.

“that’s it for today then, and don’t forget the assignment this time. Looking at you yeager.” His deep voice shook you from your daydream and the class was already over. ‘perfect this was the last one! Get me to be-’ “(y/n) stay back, I need a word”. Huh? Did he notice you falling in and out of sleep? we’re you failing his class? Well probably he always gave such difficult class test every week. But was it bad enough for him to make you stay behind?

Packing up your things you made your way down the small steps to where he leant against his wood desk. “you wanted to talk to me sir?”. You spoke with you arms folded, quite frankly annoyed he ruined your plans to sleep for the rest of the day- but also intrigued in what he wanted. you lifted your gaze from checking the time on your phone to his face when you didn’t get an answer. The action was a mistake because you were met with his steel silver eyes looking back at you and the sleeves of his dress shirt straining against his biceps and across his chest made him look irresistible. Shit he definitely saw you staring earlier, shit shit sh- “come with me.” He suddenly spoke up and pushed himself off his desk to walk in-front of you and towards the door at the side of the room. Quickly you followed his long strides, Not knowing where you were going but in the moment you didn’t really care.

Finally he stopped in-front of a door and unlocked it before stepping aside to let you in. walking to one of the two seats sitting before the large wooden desk you sat one one of them and waiting for him to take his place behind the desk. Hearing the click of the lock made you jump slightly and turn around to see him making his way to you with one hand in his pocket. “don’t look so excited, just having a little chat is all.” Fuck is it that noticeable? Well with the way you’re rubbing your thighs together, how your skirt riding up slightly and you don’t move to fix it, it definitely is. “so then, any idea why I went to the trouble of taking my free time to bring you here?”. Why is he acting like you asked for this? “I dunno Mr. Ackerman, maybe is it that you just love chatting to me?.” You could physically see his eyebrow twitch, moving to place his elbow on the arm of the chair and rest his face against his palm he sighed quiet loudly. “maybe I should’ve payed more attention to that attitude of yours”. You bring a hand to your chest and put on your best fake ‘what? Me?’ face. “me? Have an attitude? you’ve got the wrong student i’m afraid, i’ve always been the teachers pet i’ll have you know”.

You swore he was trying to stare right through you with how intense his gaze was. Sighing again he used his foot to slightly sway is leather chair. “listen (y/n) only reason i’m on your ass with the grades is cause Principal Smith is one mine about them.” Scoffing slightly you look off to the side for a moment before looking back at him. “why does he of all people care about my grades out of everyone in this place.” Not wating a second after you finished your sentence he butted in: “cause you used to be a top student only a month ago, now all of a sudden they’re coming out your ass. Care to let me know why?” “Dunno, a girl has priorities and frankly my grades aren’t one of them.” You huffed and crossed your arms back over your chest and pushing up your tits slightly. It was quick, but you seen his eyes flick down to your chest and back up.

“listen (y/n) i wanna go home just as much as you do and i’m not in the mood, so how ‘bout you just try harder when the next test comes around and i’ll try my best to give you the highest I can ‘kay?”. He truly did all seem concerned and all the times you’d fall asleep in his class, cheat on his tests or just not turn in assignments started coming to you along with the guilt of it all. But that doesn’t mean you’re gonna stop your little cat and mouse game. “i’m gonna need a bit more convincing than that sir, it’s easier said than done y’know.” Raising an eyebrow at your comment his adam’s apple bobs in his throat and he fixes his suddenly tight collar. “what do you mean convincing?, what do you have in mind?.” He questions, moving the chair to face it in your direction. Spreading his legs, leaning back and bringing one hand to run it through his black hair.

“oh professor! That sounds so, so scandalous! Didn’t think you were the type.” You seen slight snarl on his face before he turned to look at the bookshelf to his left. “tch, shut it brat, you hinted at it. And don’t think i don’t see the way you stare all class long.” He smirks at the end of his sentence, watching your eyes widened before you send him back your own quirk up of your lips. “oooh? You finally noticed huh? Gahhh it took you long enough.” Waving a hand around and turning your face to the side. “Get over here now.” “Hmm? What was tha-” “I said, get the fuck over now.”

The way his voice went down on octave and his stern gaze had you getting up and walking over to him like an obedient dog to its owner. Now standing between his spread legs your hands went to run across his shoulders and chest without you even thinking. They got lower and lower until they tugged at his belt. He took your two wrists into one and pulled you into his frame. “get down.” The short, but demanding command brought a quiet whimper from your mouth and had him chuckling in your face. Lowering down to sit on your knees , resting your hands on his strong thighs. You looked up to see him looking straight back, he always looked intimidating-but from this angle, it felt like he was burning holes through you. “hurry it up ‘teacher’s pet’” his deep voice, with a mocking sultry tone at the end, went straight to in between your legs, making you turn to hide your face. He bucked his knee up slightly to get your attention and silently tell you to actually hurry.

Rubbing up and down his thighs a few times, feeling the muscles twitch under your touch. The sight of his strained bulge in his slacks had you reaching for his belt, pulling it out through the loops and down onto the ground by your sore knees. His zipper and button came undone with ease along with you pulling down his trousers to his mid thigh, just enough to pull his cock from its tight confinement. He hissed slightly at the brisk air and your soft hand wrapped around him so suddenly. Humming at his reaction you didn’t waste another second and let a drop of spit fall onto the tip, waiting for it to meet your fist before setting his cock with the salvia. You saw his grip on the arm of the chair get tighter, so putting him out of his misery, you took him into your mouth and pushed your head down as far as you could before your gag reflex stopped you. “jesus (y/n), fuck do it again.” His scary n’ intimidating resolve crumbling right in front of you just made you want to see the other side of your professor even more. doing as he told you, you pulled back for a short second before bringing his cock back in and down your throat, holding it for as long as you could. The groan he let out sounded like an angel was above you, making your eyes roll back, throat tightening around him. Anyone would notice how hard he’s holding back from nestling his hands in your hair and fucking up into your mouth, and you did.Wanting to feel him grip your hair, you took his hands from the arms of the chair and placed them on the back of your head. He didn’t wait for you to get used to the feeling of them in your hair before he planted his feet down and used your throat as his own personal fleshlight. “that’s it bitch, suck my fucking cock, choke on it, there you go.” he took one hand from the back of your head and pinched your nose, cutting of your breathing and stilling his cock in the back of your throat, not listening to the hits you were giving his thighs.

All that could be heard in the spacious room was the wet gagging of your throat and his strangled grunts. Waiting and waiting for him to warn you he was about to cum- but it never came, all that did was your head roughly getting ripped from his cock. Once you could breathe probably you started coughing from the lack of air going into your lungs. “a-are you. You okay?” he asked with a bit of concern in his voice that made your chest swell. Giving him a small nod he hummed and lifted you to straddle him. “go ahead and strip for me” growing more impatient for the need for him inside you, you got straight to ridding your body of it’s clothes. Just being left in your panties, Levi looked down to see the soft pink lace with a small bow on the front grinding over his aching hard on. “please sir, can you fuck me now.” That name, that name is what did it for him. He brought his larger hands to the flesh of your ass and ripped the panties from the back and threw them to the floor.

The man didn’t even give you time to react before he lifted you slightly and pushed himself inside your tight heat. You weren’t going to lie- he was definitely bigger than you thought, especially for a man of his height. His bruising grip on your waist and the feel of sinking down on his cock had you whimpering and reaching for his broad shoulders. “s-sir more need more.” His strong chest shook with the deep chuckle he responded with. “a bit greedy don’t we think?” “don’t care, want you sir plea-ah!” he cut off your begging with a harsh slap to your ass and thrusted his hips up to meet yours. It all came at once and you feel into his chest panting. “c’mon brat, do the rest yourself since you want it so badly.” His demanding and teasing tone returned as he leaned back to watch you.

Lifting your knees up as much as you could till just the tip remained in you, and then you slammed back down onto his thighs. The action ripped moans from both of you in sync and had you repeating the cycle for another while. Levi thinks to himself for a short second, ‘what is he doing, why is he doing this?’ but you loud moan shook him from the thoughts and threw them out the window. The mix of the leather rubbing against your knees and the sweat on your skin started to make it harder for you to bounce desperately on his cock.

As if he could sense what your thinking, he reached around and under to rest his hands on the underside of your ass and stood up, holding you in his strong arms. He made it look effortless, how he could hold you up and walk to the wall behind his desk. “S-sir fuck wait”. He didn’t want to wait, he wanted to feel more of you, feel you cum around him and feel you squirm when he fills you up. “you didn’t wanna wait earlier did you? Didn’t wait a second when you had the- fuuck- chance did you? Just a fucking whore for me that’s all you are. A hole for me to use” His words were laced with venom, spat right into your ear by his mouth along with the stinging slap to your ass. Desperate to feel more of him, you dig your fingers into his shoulders, the skin hidden my his baby blue dress shirt as he lifted you up and back down with the brute strength of his arms.

Levi couldn’t hold it back much longer he needed to see you a shaking dumb little mess for him. He hoisted you so he could turn around and place you on the edge of the desk. You wanted to finally get a good look at the man that was giving you the pleasure you waited so long for, leant back on your forearms you could finally see Levi Ackerman in all his glory. The light from the two windows behind him shone in rays through the blinds and bouched off the exposed skin of his chest where he unbuttoned his shirt, the light flush to his cheeks and the jet black hair sticking to his forehead. It all made him look angelic before you, and you just couldn’t peel your eyes off him. He noticed the slight trance you were in and gave a particularly hard thrust that kissed at your cervix. It straight away snapped you out of the gaze and threw your head back with a loud moan. “fuck sir please don’t sto- hah! Wanna cum on y’ cock please please” moans spilled from you in tangent with his hips meeting your own. “such dirty fuckin’ words for a teachers pet hm? Should teach you some manners next time. But go ahead you wanna, hnngh, cum that badly do it for me darlin’”. There was too much for your fucked out brain to dissolve in the one sentence. Next time? Did he want to do this again? Did he mean to call you that name?. you didn’t care- you didn’t in the moment, all that matters was making him get you to the edge then watch him crumble himself. “yes sir m’gonna cum for you h-hard fuck fuck ahh m’ cummin oh my go- Levi!”

You didn’t mean to call him that, you really didn’t, it just slipped out in the midst of your orgasm ripping through you in waves. But he definitely didn’t miss it, his rhythm faltered for a short second but he seen you were still riding your high so he brushed it aside to keep you seeing stars, and trying to get there himself. “shit (y/n) that’s it, fuck you look- feel so good think i’m close” he grunted, watching you fall apart under him. He needed to feel deeper inside you. Grabbing your ankles from his waist, he brought them to his shoulders and kept up his erratic pace.

You had only come down and he still hadn’t let up. It was starting to tether on the edge of pain and pleasure and you didn’t know how long you could keep going. “No, no Le-sir please I cant can’t anymore fuck!” the moan he let slip out had him turning to hide his face in your calf. “shhh just- jesus christ, a bit longer ‘kay m’ nearly there baby you gonna take it all when I fill you up like the cumdump you are.” He struggled to get the sentence out, biting back more moans. You whimpered at the way the pet name fell from his lips like velvet.

“Sir I think i’m go-”, “‘s not my name princess” you peeked your head from his previous place behind your arm to see his stern stare had returned. “L-Levi..” you said quietly in case you were wrong. “fuck, there we go, now say it again”. His voice had gone deeper and the crease of his eyebrow told you that he was about to follow in your footsteps and reach his high. “Levi I think im, think i’m gonna cum again, please don’t stop it’s so good!” he hoped you were right there behind him cause he was himself. “fuck fuck (y/n) cum with me now, fucking cum you greedy little slut.” Flipping you over, he brought a hand to your hair and pulled you up to level with his face, making your back arch in a painful way. “I mean it bitch, be a good girl n’ cum nice n’ hard for your professor while he fills you with his cum.” He pushed your head back down onto the desk with force and brought his free hand to clap on your ass one, two and three times before gripping the tender flesh in his hand, using it as leverage to pound into your clenching cunt. Too much, it was all too much and for the second time you came, gushing around his cock. But this time it came gushing out of you and splashed onto his exposed stomach.”holy shit that’s it you fuckin slut!”. He brought three of his fingers down to dance across your clit and help you ride it out as his hips jerked against yours, his balls tightening and emptying the white spurts to paint your walls.

When you both were well spent he slowly pulled out of you, watching as his cum dripped out of your twitching pussy. He softly laughed when he used two fingers to push it back in you, seeing you wince as he did. Your whole body was sore and, frankly you don’t think you could move any part of it. Voicing your distress to him, it was like he snapped out of the mean, demanding character and flipped a switch to a caring side you’ve never seen. “here ill help” he brought his arm to under your knees and behind your back to lift and sit you on his chair behind him. “I have some tissue and wipes here for you if you need them, do you.. do you want me to help you get cleaned up?” not having the energy to answer him, you just nodded your head and let him crouch down and wipe away the mixed fluids from your body as gently as he could.

“listen (y/n), do-” “i’m not gonna tell anyone don’t worry, besides why would i? wouldn’t benefit me if did anyway.why? you ashamed we did this?” he looked up at you with wide eyes and took your hand in his. “no, no of course not. I just, just don’t want it getting around. could lose my job y’ know.” He whispered the last part quietly. “yeah I know, but i’m not ashamed or anything either, just so you know.” For the first time, in what you think is probably forever, he smiles softly and looks down at you playing with his fingers. “that’s good to know, and when i said next time, it wasn’t just in the moment, just so you know.” You both laughed at him mocking your words. “your not as scary as you seem Mr. Ackerman” looking and laughing up once again he hid his wide smile behind his hand. “is that so? Well thank you Ms. (L/n).”

you were going to laugh back a retort but just watching his soft, plump lips dance as he spoke and still in a smirk had you moving before you could think and slotted your lips onto his. Shocked, he didn’t react at you falling onto the floor beside him, but after a second he registered what was going on and moved one hand to the back of your head, the other to your bare waist and moved his lips against yours. Pulling away for a breath of air, he looked into the irises of your eyes and spoke up: “you don’t have to say yes of course, but if you’d like, i’d love to bring you to dinner sometime. not just as a professor and student shit, just as two people wanting to get to know each other”. Now it was your turn to freeze up and not know how to react. Going through the current scenario in your head, weighing between the options, you wondered what to say to the awaiting man before you. “I u-um.. i’d love to si- Levi” the way his name slipped from your tongue like honey made him flush and sheepishly look away for a short while. “well then I guess I could find some free time for you.” “yes, i’ll have to find time in my oh so busy schedule aswell Sir”. Both of you fell into a comfortable fit of laughter again in each other’s embrace.

The scene looked rather comical really. You-bare naked- and your-half bare- college professor laughing on the floor of his office, while talking about planning dates. Who would’ve thought failing grades would get you here?.

-End <3 part two? 😳

#🧺.fics #🤍.levi #🌹.naughty naughty #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman #levi smut #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman smut #levi x reader #levi attack on titan

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tumblingxelian · 2 years ago

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RWBY Ice Queendom Live Reaction:

I signed up to a free trial at Crunchyroll to see this early.

The opening looks fucking great, subtly ominous as always with a ton of style.

Oh my gosh Ruby is speaking to Summer at her grave and also praising Yang’s grades and noting her own aren’t so good outside of weapons. Respect for Yang’s intelligence in the first five minutes?

I am in love.

(Sobs) Yang’s here, and she called Summer mom and she and Ruby are so sweet and Yang smiled and winked at the grave, my heart!

We get Weiss now, this is before her test, Willow is drinking, we see hints of Whitley's depth right away but its also kept subtle!

Oh wow, Jac looks much more grizzled here and Winter being cool as always. Holy shit, the action is really good, more flowy and flourishy but still having a good sense of pace with nice animation touches.

Oh gods, its Adam time, ugh.

I love how much more interesting and dynamic Blake’s fighting style is compared to Adam’s. Also they deliver information very efficiently.

“The powerless return to Dust, that is the law of this world” Damn Winter that’s heavy. Dynamic finish! Also nice lil moment wit Klein, Winter subtly pressing Jac and Whitley smiling, good dynamics!

Oh hey 3D models, hmm, not super well integrated but they are compensating by focussing on the weapon. I like that they establish this is a theft and that Adam is choosing to murder people for shits and giggles. Interesting no spider mech fight, and Adam convinced Blake will “realize they’re in the right” I am wary but intrigued.

Vale looks a bit empty but very pretty, love the integrated hard light stuff and Ruby’s reasons for being there, cute little clips of her getting distracted and Black Rock Shooters!

More showing that Yang is deeply involved in Ruby’s life to the point where Tai is like “She needs to be independent of you” which like, dude, you left your kids so “Independent” they almost died at five and three, shut up.

Cute world building on weapons, Roman’s section is animated very fast its a little odd but I like that they kept the same vibe to the guy who threatened Ruby. Hah, kick ass Ruby!

God, fuck that animation is gorgeous, from the weapon transformation to the battle. Oooh Roman showing off his hook cane aspect early, clever! I love that Yang sees a pile of guys that got their asses kicked and is like “Ruby what did you do?” Also interesting, no Cinder fight?

OK I don’t trust cops but the Vale PD dress well. Also more Aura world building being woven in early. Cute scene with Yang & Ruby! Tai seems mroe chill with Ozpin’s stuff in this version, hmmmm

Oh damn, Blake was roughing it! Also those Grim are both fierce and fucking cute, so fluffy! Oh god Blake’s crying, (hugs her) Nicholas namedrop and feels with Klein at elven.

Oooh a flight platform station thingy! Pfft, everyone was running late, where’s your anime toast ladies!? XD I do think the standard smiles are a bit to crescent, a touch uncanny but that’s minor.

Damn, nice lead out (OO)

Pfft, early JNPR, and also Weiss zeroing in on Pyrrha! I see so it was Tai’s advice! Huh so is it canonical that Beacon has mature age students cos those three don’t look 17.

Blake finding Yang & Ruby’s scuffling cute is a nice detail. Ruby & Yang now what’s up with the SDC. Wow they squeezed all the awkward first meet ups into one scene, poor Rubble XD

Ruby has no retention, Yang has all of it, I love this dynamic XD Oooh this is a clever time saving strategy jumping right into the test. Oh nice work Weiss, alienate Pyrrha immediately, and showing Pyrrha’s fame with the peanut gallery.

Weiss’s aggrieved face at Jaune is hilarious, also he doesn’t like the cereal!?!!? By Talos you wear its hoody! Huh, OK Jaune is much less obnoxious in this version, though Weiss is more so.

Hah, that launch was still hilarious and ooh anime original Shion Zaiden is hunting that dream Grimm from the trailer and looks kinda magical/Salemy. Pfft, that exchange is still funny if a bit stilted.

Damn this is getting ominous fast, good sound design. Cute exchange there, Ruby is eloquent, but also messy with her words when excited, fun. Also Weiss you are the same fucking height as Ruby you are 100% not able to call her a child XD

Dang, I was hoping the anime would do that outlined meeting with Yang & Blake, but this is good too. I saw wiggly spiked vines and also wow this exchange is heated!

Yang sees a giant monster chasing her sister & is just “Ruby :)” Also I think there was a miscommunication with the animation team as Nora didn’t really ride the Ursa. Her & Ren are super cute though.

Grand vistas and everyone at cross purposes, just like canon but with more money behind it! Wait did we miss the scene with Pyrrha awakening Jaune’s Aura?

They made Jaune’s strategy more his own this time over contrivance which works well, this is weird to me, he’s not really annoyed me yet, which V1 Jaune always does XD

The impact wasn’t super swift but the lead up was spectacular. Holy fuck the lead out was fast though (OO) Also nice environmental destruction, really shows their power!

Such pretty hair. Also the hiding place lady, what does that mean, is the Grimm inside them, what is up, what’s crackalacking, is that Ozpin? (OO) Oh shit, they are infected with a Grimm!

So I guess this isn’t an AU to another world thing, I assume, so the anime original plot is likely doing something wholly different after that arc. Gods I hope they keep Bumbleby.

I love the purple highlights in Blake’s hair, the speedy room redecoration and Weiss’s bunk beds line... Also no Weiss, these are not bunk beds, they are a Health & Safety hazard.

I can see why Weiss is annoyed with Ruby here and after a brief moment of fondness too. Also good question Yang. Damn that boartusk is intense! Oooh death stare!

Oh she hallucinating now! Yang’s so protective its sweet, and Blake already gradating to hand holding, I love it. Ruby is much baby in this, give her some milk and a hug.

Huh, interesting shift up in the conversation, I think I prefer the original. And Jaune’s infected too! Wait Jaune had no Aura before now, ze fuck!?!!?That scene was cute but I am unsure on Weiss’s motives.

Poor Blake, being kept up all night by these kids XD Ominous evil Grimm Jaune thing!!!!! Not much has been done to really establish RWBY & JNPR as close here so RWBY’s inclusion feels awkward.

Shion Zaiden radiates magical vibes, loving the music and imagery, also unique Grimm and hmm, JNOR struggles to have reason to be so close barring Pyrrha but otherwise it works.

The Arc family is sexist, news at eleven. Also this dream is fucking weird, but I like it, the bunnies and Jaune is a bunny now and the rabbit statues and he wants his sister!

She has a fucking telephone into the dream!?!? She is %100 magic I swear! Oooh fancy capture animation, I like!! Pfft, Yang & the teachers just dragging Jaune in the background XD

Meh, Sun, the added Faunus bigotry is good though. Weiss is definitely more of a dick in this version. Also Penny remains fucking adorable. Oooh condensing the fight that works. I do wish they’d given Blake better come backs.

I like Yang reading Weiss the riot act, also ominous shadow Weiss, and dragging out (In a sense) Weiss’s tensions with the whole team does work well, especially with the Nightmare. Wish we’d gotten more WF background too, that context was integral.

Penny is so cute and they cut the “Is she a man joke” so very glad to see that, and ooh that explains how Ruby & Penny got there, nice! Damn Yang is PISSED! and she heard the bunk beds exchange and is kind of on the money.

Hahaha, oh my gosh, I thought Weiss’s “I don’t know what to do!” Would be for something dramatic, but she’s just being a baby XD Huh, its kinda fun seeing the Bulkheads, they look so similar to the regular series here too.

Skipping over the Penny fight makes sense, less so to skip over Blake’s encounter with Roman & the WF, though giving Penny the trait of announcing little sound effects for herself is cute!

I like Weiss re-using Yang’s lines about the person over the organization. Oh shit, that was an intense way to drag Weiss into the dream scape, creepy as fuck!

Monty Oum’s name still in the credits and right at the top, one loves to see the respect to his name.

#RWBY #RWBY: Ice Queendom #Ice Queendom Spoilers

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mind-reader1 · 4 years ago

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I’m the Bad Guy (duh)

Summary: Emma has an accident the morning after her engagement to Drake in the safehouse that turns everyone’s world upside down. Nothing will be the same, no matter how hard Drake tries.

Catch up here!

Word count: 2156 words

Warnings: This chapter is NSFW. Graphic descriptions of sex ahead.

Chapter 7, part 2: Versace on the floor

She walks to Liam’s room, knocking on the door.

Liam opens the door only a few seconds later, eyes widening as he takes her in. “Emma! I wasn’t expecting you.”

“Can I come in?” She asks, twisting a piece of her hair around her finger.

“I was just about to go to bed..”

“Come on, Liam, please. I won’t be long.”

“Very well,” he says, finally letting her into his room.

“Truth be told, I was hoping to have an important conversation with you,” he continues as she takes a seat on his bed.

“Can I go first?”

[[MORE]]

He nods his head. Emma pats the space next to her on the bed, and he looks torn for a minute but eventually sits next to her.

“You’ll never believe what I found today,” she says.

“What did you find?” His voice gives away his intrigue.

She shows him the earring and he takes it from her hand.

“An earring? I don’t understand.”

“I was wearing it on the day of your Coronation. It fell down in the maze when we were, you know..”

His cheeks turn pink and he averts his eyes.

Figuring she has to do all the work, she soldiers on. “Liam, if that isn’t a sign, I don’t know what is. We should get married.”

“Emma -“ He stands up, pacing across his room.

“No, let me finish. We should get married, Liam. You can’t give me one valid reason why not. Admit it, you cannot find a better queen for Cordonia than me.”

“Emma -“

“You still love me, don’t you? And I know you’re worried about Drake, but he’ll understand. After all, he fell in love with me knowing you were going to propose.”

“Emma!” Liam screams, which finally stops her monologue.

“What?” She says, just as loudly, now standing up as well.

“I’m not going to marry you.”

Feeling rage boil in her chest, she increases her volume even more as she asks, “Why not?”

Liam looks like he is in physical pain. His face is scrunched up tight and his eyes are watery.

He takes a deep breath. “You’re right that I have been avoiding you because I didn’t want to come between you and Drake. He’s my best friend, despite everything, and I would never willingly hurt his feelings. But it’s also more than that. I have spent a lot of time thinking these past few days. What I have realized is that I cannot marry you.”

“What do you mean, you can’t marry me?”

Unaffected by her shouting, Liam says calmly, “When we first met, you told me that I didn’t have to marry someone just for Cordonia. You spent months teaching me the most important lesson of my life: I don’t have to give up on love to give Cordonia the queen she deserves. I never thought that would mean that I can’t marry you, but..The truth is, you no longer love me. You simply want to be queen. You don’t want to marry me, you want to marry the king of Cordonia, and I deserve better than that. You taught me that.”

For a moment, she is stunned into silence. The weight of Liam’s words weighs heavily on her shoulders, on her chest. She copies Liam and takes a deep breath.

One sentence plays on repeat inside her mind. I have come too far to take no as an answer now.

With newfound determination, she walks till she’s a hair’s breadth away from Liam. “Are you saying you don’t want me anymore?”

She sees his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows heavily.

She took his silence as a ‘no’ and continued. “The night of your coronation, you were going to propose because you love me. I know that you still want me,” her breath was hot on his lips but still not quite touching, “are you really going to pretend you don’t love me?”

Liam swallowed hard and took a step back, trying to keep his poker face, his eyes betraying him by roaming down her body.

“It’s true. I don’t love you anymore. You’re not the same Emma.”

Despite the words that left his lips, his voice held no conviction, causing a knowing smile to curl on Emma’s lips. She knew he’d been caught in a checkmate.

“I know about your fight with Drake at the hospital, how you hurt your hand,” she reveals to drive the final nail into the coffin.

Liam looked stunned. “We were alone in that corridor, there’s no way Drake would’ve told you what was said.”

“You’re right, Drake didn’t tell me. A nosy reporter heard you. Recorded it all. They sent me a copy asking for comment after the accident, I bought it from them so it never leaked.”

Liam silently cursed under his breath.

“I love you Liam, please.” She says, the words feeling like a lie even as she says them.

They were just a breath apart now, Emma’s hands ghosted over his chest, sending sparks of electricity through his body. Her fingertips gently traced the scars on his hand from where he had broken glass that night. Her lips followed, tenderly brushing the thin white lines as if they were a roadmap. She looked up at him and he was stunned, she was looking at him the way she had the night of the coronation. Maybe she really did love him again?

One hand laced her fingers with his own, the other gliding up his skin to tangle in his hair, finally bringing their lips together in a searing kiss. Liam’s body responded instinctively to hers, ripping his hand free of hers, it snaked around her waist to press her body against his, the other hand cradling her head as their tongues explored each other’s mouth with a hunger he’d never experienced before. He pressed his hips harder against her, satisfied when she moaned in pleasure before smiling against his lips, feeling his hard length.

He took the opportunity to pull away and gaze into her eyes one last time before committing himself to this. He wanted to see that look again, the old Emma that has resurfaced just moments ago. Part of him wanted to slow down and romance her, show her all the things she deserved, just how much he truly loved her, but another part of him wanted to tear her clothes off and ravage her through the night, right then and there. Ultimately the passion and urgency won out as he dove back in for another kiss, clawing at her blouse. She matched his pace, ripping his shirt off in haste, buttons flying from the force, neither cared. He was King, there was always another shirt.

They stumbled back as he fumbled unsuccessfully with her pants. Cursing under his breath he threw her down onto the bed and ripped them off with force.

“I want you so bad it hurts.” Liam’s eyes darkened with lust as he hovered over her small frame. They stared at each other, breathing heavily, neither moving.

She broke first, going for his pants, but he couldn’t wait that long, tearing them off, he freed himself and climbed on top of her. With surprising force, he pushed her further back onto the bed, her long curls fanned out on the pillow.

“What now, my king?” Emma purred, arching up to kiss him, but he turned away, pushing her back down.

He practically growled, he was so turned on by Emma calling him “my king.” After she said no to his proposal, he thought the only time he would ever hear those words was in his fantasies.

“Take off your bra.”

She unhooked it with ease and threw it across the room, gasping as Liam forced her up so he could suck and tease her nipples. Liam expertly swirled his tongue, feeling the peaks rise beneath his touch and her breaths became shallow. He let her fall back against the pillows and leaned back on his knees, unceremoniously yanking off the lacy black thong she had worn for him undoubtedly. He couldn’t wait any longer, he needed to feel himself inside of her, to hear her moan in his ear with each thrust, and finally to hear her scream his name as he made her come undone. He threw her legs apart and pushed himself inside without warning.

Emma gasped in surprise as he began thrusting violently, allowing no time for her to adjust. He made sure she could feel him deep inside her every time, the pleasure so intense it bordered on the edge of being painful.

“I want to hear you.” He leaned over her, growling in her ear. She let out a deep, long moan as she raked her nails down his back. It only encouraged him to go harder, forcing her legs back apart when she tried to wrap them around his waist.

“Fuck.” She seemed on the edge.

“Oooh. Li..I..Liam!” She came undone around him but he didn’t stop, he only adjusted so they were both sitting upright. He held her against his chest, both slick with perspiration.

“Come for me again.”

“I - fuck - I.” Everywhere his skin touched hers was so intense.

“Scream my name as I come inside you.” He commanded. Emma moaned and with one final thrust he came inside of her, her own coil snapping just a second later.

“Emma!”

“Liam!” They both fell back onto the bed, sweaty, exhausted and breathing heavily.

In the moment all Liam could think about was her, how badly he wanted her, how good it would feel to be inside of her again. Now that it was over and the fog had cleared from his mind, he hated himself. He’d betrayed himself and his best friend. He could see clearly now that the old Emma was never back, she was simply manipulating him. He allowed himself to be seduced by a woman who was only out for herself. Surely this was part of her plan, probably to hurt him, to make him feel the pain of losing her again.

He wanted to tell her to leave, but his eyelids were so heavy and he didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of knowing she’d accomplished her goal. Instead, he let her stay and drifted into a dreamless sleep.

When her senses finally returned to her, Emma rolled on her side to face Liam and she recognized the look on his face before he fell asleep: regret. He was going to make a grand speech in the morning about how this had been a mistake, a lapse of judgement on his part, a moment of weakness.

Damn it. She hoped that the “I love you” and the sex would make him get over his reservations but clearly, he saw through her plan. There’s no way she was going to be queen now. That is clear to her now and that means there’s nothing Cordonia has to offer her anymore. In that moment, she decides that she’s leaving this place behind for good and getting on the first flight to New York City tomorrow morning.

She knew before she decided to do this that Liam changing his mind would be a long shot, but she had to try everything she possibly could. And, she had figured, even if her plan doesn’t work, at least she’d have some sex that would hurt Drake and make it more painful for Liam when she leaves after enduring the torture that was everyone around her trying to change her.

She resolved to leave before Liam woke, she didn’t need nor want to hear his pitiful excuses and see that sad, pathetic puppy dog look as he told her it was only a one night stand.

She was going to miss the dominating side of Liam she’d seen come out that was unhindered by manners and poise, she loved that side of him. God, she was going to miss it.

She should’ve fought harder and smarter, she thought as she drifted off to sleep.

Drake hadn’t been able to sleep after his picnic with Emma. For the first time in weeks, since she woke up really, he felt like he had a chance of winning her back.

He decided to go for a walk to burn off some energy. As he was strolling by Liam’s room, he stopped because he thought he heard something. A loud moan drifted into the hallway.

Drake smirked and kept walking, it sounded like even Liam had finally moved on as well. Everything was returning to normal.

After a long walk, he returned to his room tired and fell into the first peaceful sleep he’d had since the night they’d gotten engaged, when he fell asleep with Emma in his arms.

He dreamed of their life together, not realizing it would never come to pass, that his life would implode in just a matter of hours.

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cinenthusiast · 6 years ago

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WARNING: The following contains heavy semantics. This is the equivalent of letterboxd users breaking down their dumb rating systems. OK, not as bad, but still! You have been warned!

I’m starting a new (and final) iteration of something I’ve done my whole life. A single list of my 50 Favorite Actors, covering the full scope of era and gender. I’ll make a new one from scratch each year as a kind of record. 50 doesn’t leave too much room for sudden or drastic evolution, but the long game is what I’m playing at.

All of my old lists (of any kind) used to be ranked. Frankly, fuck that. I’m all for ranking within narrow frameworks (Top Ten By Year, etc) but general lists like favorite actors and movies? Why do it? Numbers make the whole thing an arbitrary assessment, isolating the actors and films into a misguided hierarchy that doesn’t add any insight or clarity. Lists and rankings are such an oversaturated aspect of culture content as it is, and I’d like to avoid this feeling like just another ranking. The collective group is the thing, the totality of taste, interest, and meaning. Keeping this a singular entity (with one or two caveats) preserves this as a personal journal entry of sorts, a snapshot and not the end-all be-all. It’s a way of capturing my taste in film and the people in it. I’ve put a star next to my ten favorites, and I’ve got a separate long list of people I considered but ultimately didn’t add, and that’s the extent of it.

Growing up, I made favorite actor lists obsessively. When I was around six or seven I would play ‘School’. I was the teacher. My students? The likes of Tony Danza, Christopher Lloyd, Danny DeVito, and John Travolta. I had pages and pages of any actor whose name I knew (the entire casts of Angels in the Outfield and Addams Family Values were represented). I took very careful attendance to make sure everyone was present, calling out each name and imagining that yes, they were there. Each actor received a little check in their row of squares (I made sure I had the checkered graph paper to keep everything orderly and precise).

age 11

all of these were made at age 11

Then there were the dark days, the days when tween Katie made lists like Top Ten ‘Cutie-Patootie’ Actors (a reference to the Rosie O’Donnell Show, yes, the Rosie O’Donnell Show, seen above). As you can see, the kid from Dennis the Menace topped that one. I also had my constantly revised Top Ten Favorite Actors & Actresses. Five actors from the lists pictured above are also on this current one: Nicole Kidman, Jim Carrey, Winona Ryder, John Travolta, and Michelle Pfeiffer. They were major icons for me then, and they remain so now, 20 years after the fact. They are forever favorites.

the four quadrants, from 2006 (age 18)

What followed were continuously updated versions of this, covering half my lifetime: Top Blank (at varying points it was 20, 30, and 50) Modern Actors, Modern Actresses, Classic Actors, and Classic Actresses (‘Classic’ accounted for the Hollywood studio era). They were always divided into those four quadrants. I can timestamp the years by who was on them. Simon Pegg at the top? Must be 2008. Katee Sackhoff near the top? I must have been watching “Battlestar Galactica” then. You can find the 2012 versions on this site: here and here.

These categories created considerable grey area, swaths of actors that never really fit comfortably in their group. Those who either featured in films from both eras (Jack Lemmon) or were technically of the ‘Modern’ era but with careers that didn’t really transition into the current (Faye Dunaway). And those ‘Modern’ lists were always much more about the now. I never made room for these actors who qualified as ‘Modern’ but who could be pinpointed to the past. I wanted to feature the up-and-coming, people whose careers I was excited about now! Filmographies I could follow along with as they progressed.

This factor, which meant so much to me then, means nothing re: this new list. For one, I don’t follow current stuff to the degree I used to. 21st century film is less interesting to me (current TV far less so). But I’m really fond of a lot of actors working today, from relative newcomers to tried-and-true character actors to cemented A-listers. The group there was no room for, not by a long shot, were the relative newcomers. I’m an easy lay when it comes to loving actors. But with over a century of performers to choose from, it doesn’t leave much room for the young “oooh I love him/her/them, I can’t wait to see what they do next” ones.

But for the record, the fresher (2010 to present) faces that I’m most invested in are Adam Driver, Elizabeth Debicki, Tom Hardy, Lakeith Stanfield, Kristen Stewart, Jesse Plemons, Nicholas Hoult, and Jonah Hill (whose career trajectory I’m endlessly intrigued by, a man funnier than most of his peers, with the unstable depths of a Chris Penn, whose hyper-sensitivity about being taken seriously and joining the ranks of the prestigious show up on the screen).

The old lists, especially the 50-each ones that totaled to 200 actors, were actually more challenging than this list. Because with so much room, you’re fooled into thinking everyone can be represented. But they can’t; even those lists fill up quick. And now, with just 50 total, it gets down to essentials. There are the favorites, and then the ones who matter most. Oh, I love them? Cool, next! Oh, I love them a lot? Cool, next! Omgtheyaresoamazing? Cool. Next!

There are so many actors whose performances I consistently love or enjoy, that I always look forward to seeing and am often moved by. But there’s a difference between actors who frequently deliver great work, and actors who make something inherently more just by being there, that make me sit up in my seat because what they give either draws out extra engagement from me or they are so distinctive a presence that the fabric of the film/show is thereby altered. But none of this exists without the secret ingredient: that chemical thing that just draws you to one person’s talent and onscreen life more than another.

The factors are endless. Above is my next tier of favorites, the ones that I didn’t go with but thought about and in some cases agonized (yes, agonized) over whether to include or not.

What do you do when a specific stretch of someone’s work means more to you than most people’s entire careers? Most don’t make it (Patty Duke, Diane Lane, Juliette Lewis, Marlon Brando, etc) But a few do: pre-Dick Tracy Warren Beatty, Eric Roberts in the 1980’s, and Sandy Dennis in the late 1960’s and early 1970’s.

What do you do with the actors who are still alive but not working regularly, at all, or at the same caliber they used to? Most don’t make it (Nancy Allen, Tim Curry, Kathleen Turner, Fairuza Balk, Sheryl Lee, etc). But a few do: Jim Carrey, Shelley Duvall, Theresa Russell (a spot that could have been occupied by many that mean just as much to me, but I went with Theresa this time because it felt right), Eric Roberts, and John Travolta.

What do you do with the actors who mean a lot to you but whose careers were so brief that it’s hard to justify adding them over others? Unfortunately, almost all of those actors didn’t make it (Linda Manz, Paula Sheppard, Laird Cregar, Zoe Lund, James Dean, Pamela Franklin, etc). One does: Louise Brooks.

What do you do about the actors you love watching more than most but whose work you aren’t familiar enough with yet? None of them make it (Natasha Lyonne, Yaphet Kotto, Silvana Mangano, Helmut Berger, Dagmar Lassander, Tuesday Weld, etc). There are plenty of films from the 50 I’ve yet to see, but I’ve at least seen enough.

Then there are all the others, the really tough ones. I think about James Gandolfini more and more as the years go by. Harvey Keitel’s performances resonate a lot more as I get older (those defiant eyes, I can often feel him). I can’t believe I didn’t make room for Christina Ricci. Julia Louis-Dreyfus is the defining comedienne of my lifetime. There is only one Carol Kane, Donald Sutherland, Nicolas Cage, Joan Cusack, Parker Posey, Lily Tomlin, Crispin Glover. I get distinct pleasures from watching each of them. Some of my favorite immortals are Marlene Dietrich, Alain Delon, Judy Garland, Bette Davis, Buster Keaton, Cate Blanchett. I’m pretty sure I talk about Jude Law all the time. I will, and have, watched Jean-Claude Van Damme in anything I can find. In recent months I’ve rewatched a lot of key Samuel L. Jackson performances (Jackie Brown, Pulp Fiction, Black Snake Moan, Django Unchained), and was newly reminded that he is one of our most compelling living actors. His pervasive and phoned-in presence in every imaginable franchise had led me to forget that. I’ve been hooked on Gene Wilder, Charles Laughton, Eva Green, Cillian Murphy, and still am. It goes on and on and on.

But this is the challenge of it, and the fun of it. My 50 favorites capture my fascination with stardom and long-range careers with eras & reinventions (ex. Crawford, Cruise, Fonda, Monroe, DiCaprio, Farrell, Taylor), physicality (ex. Chan, Ball, Phoenix, Reeves, Olyphant) & commanding physical presence (ex. Reed, Kidman, De Niro, Mitchum), blue moon charisma (ex. Pfeiffer, Russell, Walbrook, Cagney, Reed, Nicholson), the ones I feel a deep connection to (all of them but especially Carrey, Brooks, & Hoffman) & offbeat god-tier character actors (Dennis, Dourif, Roberts, Black, Duvall) I would take a bullet for.

I start to realize some of the people that aren’t even on this second list: Tilda Swinton, Kate Winslet, Robin Williams, Ingrid Bergman, Cary Grant, Humphrey Bogart, Gloria Grahame, Katharine Hepburn, Michael Shannon, Al Pacino, Meryl Streep, Jeanne Moreau, Saorsie Ronan, Brad Pitt, Gena Rowlands, Dirk Bogarde, James Mason, Jeff Bridges, Ethan Hawke, Jeff Goldblum, Steve Buscemi, Julianne Moore, Catherine O’Hara, Catherine Deneuve, Juliette Binoche, Charlize Theron, Robert Redford, Julie Christie, Michael C. Hall, Michael Caine, Malcolm McDowell, John Hurt, Paul Newman, Anjelica Huston, Sigourney Weaver (every time I watch her in something I think about how much I love her. Her work in Alien 3 means a lot to me), Elliot Gould, etc etc etc. Hell, Peter Mullan is the only person on either list who appears in any Harry Potter film, and that franchise employed basically every British actor you can think of. Most of these actors have been on other lists in the past. Some you’d always be guaranteed to find there (Binoche, Deneuve, etc). As I type this I am realize I forgot Michael Stuhlbarg and John Hawkes in that second group. At the end of the day it just becomes about knowing who there was never any question about, and going with your gut on the rest.

But these 50 (ok, 52, I cheated, the truth is out!), the ones I ultimately chose, are the actors whose work collectively means more than the rest, my ultimate favorites: the ones I can lose myself in, and then find myself in. Who are yours?

1st Annual 50 Favorite Actors list WARNING: The following contains heavy semantics. This is the equivalent of letterboxd users breaking down their dumb rating systems.

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mewmewchann · 6 years ago

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RWBY Volume 6 Finale liveblog thing

Oh wow, Volume 6 is over already, huh? *grabs snacks and puts headphones on* Let’s do this.

Even if this is the last episode I’ll be hearing this, Rising will never stop being a fucking awesome song.

Oh hey, is that one of the Mistral ships we saw back in Volume 4?

Ooohhhh Neo has a new outfit! I REALLY like it!

...Wait...If Neo has a new outfit, then that can only mean- Cinder: *gets YET ANOTHER new outfit* Me, alongside team SSSN, team CFVY, Emerald, Mercury and everyone who STILL doesn’t have a new outfit yet: OH FOR FUCK’S SAKE!!!!!

Ahaha Neo’s little eye roll. She’s just as done with Cinder’s bullshit as I am.

Wait, did Neo just disguise the whole ship!? Oooohhhhh I love Neo’s semblance!!!

Neo: *sassy finger snap* Me: YOU’VE BARELY HAD ANY SCREENTIME FOR THE ENTIRE VOLUME. BUT I STILL LOVE YOU.

Cinder: You know, Neo...Someone once asked me if I believe in destiny. And I’m happy to say...I still do. Pyrrha, from beyond the grave: Ex-fucking-SCUSE me!?

Oh yeah, the Gojira’s coming. ............... OH SHIT, THE GOJIRA’S COMING!

Yeah, kinda see Ouma Cordovin’s point here, this is their fault.

Yaaay Yang and Blake are back!

Once again, Weiss is right here, they destroyed Argus’ main line of defence. But then again, they wouldn’tve needed to destroy it if the ship was hidden from the radar. And the ship would’ve been hidden from the radar if Blake had disabled the tower. And Blake would’ve disabled the tower if Adam hadn’t gotten in the way. So by process of elimination... Once again, everything is Adam’s fault. ...I’m so glad he’s dead.

...Wait, Weiss, did you forget that you could summon the Atlesian Knight Armour to your side? You could use that to defeat the Gojira. ...Yeah, I know it’s called a Leviathan, BUT IT LOOKS MORE LIKE A KAIJU, SO I’M STILL CALLING IT A GOJIRA AND YOU CAN’T STOP ME! XD

Blake:...I’m so sorry... Yang: Don’t be. This isn’t on you. Me: Yeah, I explained it earlier, everything is Adam’s fault.

Awwww Blake and Ruby’s little hug. So cute.

...Wait, is Ruby’s strategy for Ren and Jaune a callback to the first chapter of Volume 6 or am I looking into this too much!?

Oh yeah, Terra and Saphron still exist. You’re both adorable, by the way!

...Really? They think shields as high as a fucking GARDEN FENCE will be able to keep the Gojira out!? REALLY!?!? *the Gojira breaks the shields* I FUCKING TOLD YOU!!!

Well yeah Jaune, of course they can weaken it. Ruby has silver eyes and now that Maria’s here she can actually kinda use them, and as I said before, Weiss has her Knight Armour. I don’t think it’ll be too much of a problem.

Now hopefully this plan goes well.

*the Gojira uses it’s fire/laser breath to destroy one of the buildings* DO YOU SEE WHY I’M CALLING IT A GOJIRA NOW!? XD

Nora: EYES ON US, UGLY!!! Me: NORA PLEASE NEVER CHANGE!

*sees Weiss is actually summoning something* Is she actually summoning the Knight!? It’s the best thing to defeat the Gojira wi- *it’s a Queen Lancer* OH COME ON!!!!!

OH CALLBACKS IN AN AWESOME ARTSTYLE!

Oh it didn’t work. ..................... OH SHIT IT DIDN’T WORK!!!

WHY IS RUBY STILL HOLDING THE FUCKING RELIC!?!?!?!?

Aaaand she’s used the last question. ...Oh wait, no she hasn’t. That’s actually pretty smart.

Will it work this time!? PLEASE WORK THIS TIME!

Oh hey it’s Summer- HOLY FUCK IT’S SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAHHHH SHE’S SO PRETTY!!!!!!!!!

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS RUBY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT IS HOW YOU BE THE PROTAGONIST!!!!!!!!!! WOOOHOOOOOOOO!!!

WAIT, HOW IS IT STILL ALIVE!?

Cordovin ex machina. *Cinemasins ding* Sorry I had to XD

Cordovin: Just who the hell do you think I am!? This is the drill that will pierce the heavens!!! Once again, I had to. XD

Oh hey, Cordovin’s actually letting them through. See, if she did this at the beginning, this would’ve been so much easier. XD

Aaaaaawwwww Ruby’s little hug with Qrow is so cute!!!!!!

And Maria and Qrow’s interactions, need I say more?

*Yang takes Blake’s hand* Aaaaand one more Bumblebee for the road. XD

And we’re back to the Volume 2 style interactions between the mains. I’ve missed this so much.

...I’m sorry, what. WAIT OZMA/PIN TOOK CONTROL!? OH HE DIDN’T, THANK GOD!

Oh hey, we’re gonna see Atlas. ............... OH SHIT WE’RE GONNA SEE ATLAS!!!

HOLY FUCK IT’S A FLOATING CITY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT IS SO COOL!!!!!!!!!!!!

And they end the volume on a sorta cliffhanger. I was gonna be mad, but Atlas looks so cool that I might as well forgive it.

Oh yeah, there’s a new song! HOLY SHIT IT’S AMAZING!!!!!!

Oh well, looks like Volume 6 is done- Oh wait, almost forgot, end credits scene!

Hiii Mercury! Oh shit, he’s scared, shit’s about to go down.

A monkey Grimm given wings by an evil witch, huh? Oh gee, I wonder what that’s a reference to. XD

Oh shit, she has loads of them.

Oooh, she’s actually tackling the good guys herself! I am intrigued!!!

And with that, the latest chapter of RWBY comes to a close. There were laughs, tears, and plenty of cheers. Especially when a cat and a blonde chick killed an angry goat. All in all, I liked this volume! And I’m excited to see what RT has in store for us next. ...And now I have an opportunity to get some chapters down for Y.v.S without canon getting in the way. Yaaaaaaay XD

#rwby volume 6 #rwby spoilers #rwby

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amusingdisplacement · 6 years ago

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hello lovely human! did you want to be asked the inquisitor asks or were you just posting them. if you did want to be asked about your inquisitor than might I prompt: 13, 36, 15, or 42? i love hearing about different inquizzie headcanons. if you were just reblogging that post for yourself, sorry to bother! have a lovely day either way!

I had just reblogged it for myself, but honestly I love getting asks about fandom and characters, and it happens so rarely. However, I have...like...15 DAI playthroughs in various stages of completion so this is probably gonna be a weird mishmash. I’m mostly gonna talk about Inquisitors who I at least got through most of the major narrative beats with. (and i answered all of them, because I love talking...)

13. What did they think of Solas?

My first Inquisitor, Malika Cadash, actually quite like Solas. She was generally very open and excited to talk to all of the new friends she was making, and was really intrigued by Solas’ adventures in the Fade. Of all of my Inquisitor’s, Malika would have taken Solas’ betrayal the most personally, but is also the one most likely to try to “save” him.

Trevan Lavellan felt...uncomfortable around Solas. I think Trevan expected Solas to be a good source of history and knowledge, but was instead met with a great degree of condescension. So, they were generally friendly with each other, in the way you are genial and polite to people you work with. But after a while Trevan gave up on forming any sort of actual friendship with him.

My Adaar (whose first name is currently escaping me) and Solas absolutely HATED each other. Whereas Solas’ general condescension mostly rubbed Trevan the wrong way, it absolutely grated on Adaar’s nerves and she, quite frankly, found him racist. Adaar also made almost every possible narrative choice you can make to piss of Solas (she sided with the Templars--though she conscripted them, she invited the Wardens to join the Inquisition, and she agreed with Varric on the human v. spirit matter regarding Cole.) I think this was actually the most I enjoyed Solas while playing. Most of my other Inquisitiors feel lukewarm about Solas because after playthrough three or four I myself was so sick of him, but angry!Solas was almost compelling.

15. Out of the followers/companions, who are they most comfortable around?

For the most part the companions my Inquisitors felt most comfortable with often end up being the ones they romanced. The main departure from this is Nara Trevelyan who probably felt most comfortable with Vivienne and Cassandra, but romanced Cullen.

Malika felt most comfortable with Sera by far, but also was quite close to The Iron Bull and Dorian.

Trevan felt most comfortable with The Iron Bull.

My Adaar was very close to Cole. She found the experience with the fear demon to be extremely traumatizing, and was happy to have Cole as a comfort while in the Nightmare Realm. Of all my Inquisitors she was closest to Cole, and most adamant about him being a part of the Inquisition.

36. What was the most difficult choice that they had to make?

Malika and Nara had the hardest time making the choice between saving the Chargers v. The Dreadnought. On an emotional level Malika, of course, would always favor saving the people she knows and cares about over trying to maintain a political alliance for the Greater Good, and she really loved Bull. But Malika would never want to make such an important choice for someone. She was extremely anxious about making a choice that would irrevocably change Bull’s life. But ultimately saved the Chargers.

Nara, on the other hand, was quite pragmatic, and while she liked and cared about both Bull and the Chargers, she couldn’t find it in her to sacrifice such an important alliance. That being said, it was an incredibly difficult decision to make, and she’s still not sure if it was the right call.

42. How do they view Tevinter?

Oooh! This one’s difficult. I think all of my Inquisitor’s had wildly different interpretations and knowledge of Tevinter, but many of them just...didn’t really care about it specifically?

Malika was appalled that the mages would ally with Tevinter--especially an elven mage (some of this was carry over from my own reaction…)--but she was slow to trust Dorian for all of fifteen minutes (fighting your way through Venatori in The Darkest Timeline is a good bonding experience). I don’t think Tevinter really occupied much of her brain space most of the time though, outside of the Venatori.

Trevan is definitely more apprehensive about Tevinter. But Trevan is apprehensive about humans in general and generally thinks the rest of Thedas is pretty fucking hypocritical on the subject.

Nara was far more actively opposed to Tevinter, but she never let that color her relationship with Dorian, who she generally liked.

Oh boy this is long! But if other people want to ask questions off of the list, please do!

#dai #dragon age inquisition #inquisitor #a musing asks.#lets-be-us

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kennexara · 4 years ago

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thinking about how if they ever do a continuation miniseries

it should start with all the wtf clips of the last two episodes. ‘mikey’s a cuck’, dean dying, sam’s party city wig and blurry wife, dean dying, jack is god and gone now, dean dying.

then it zooms out to reveal it’s playing on a screen and cas is watching it like...no, no that can’t be what happens. and the empty’s like, ‘oh but it is! you died for that.’ and then a glowing portal appears or a door gets kicked down and it’s dean and he sees his death playing out and whatever cable network/streaming service this continuation is on lets them say fuck at least once so dean is like ‘what the FUCK is that bullshit? congrats you’re a worse writer than chuck, i did not think that was possible.’ and then he shoots the empty or does a banishing spell or some shit. oooh it’d be a real fuck-you if he stabbed the empty with a piece of rebar.

and then it’d be really great if it was a mirroring of when cas told dean ‘we’re real’ and also the confession. just, dean convincing cas it’s really him. maybe list of their best/worst moments together. maybe...maybe we get dean tiptoeing around how he feels the same way. ‘you said you wanted what you can’t have. but i’m here, right now, and if you come with me we can have all that’

but that’s probably too touchy-feely for supernatural instead we’ll get dean shooting off some movie quote all like ‘come with me if you want to live’ or maybe ‘my name is luke skywalker and i’m here to rescue you’ and cas is like ‘you’re dean winchester’ and dean’s like ‘jesus christ you’re lucky i like you, now let’s go.’

and then they can do whatever the fuck they want, i’m torn between wanting chuck taken care of (but better) and actually seeing it play out. but even if he’s already taken care of dean should explain how it really went down and we get to find out it in fact did go better.

like - chuck missed that dog. and also michael. i think - it shouldn’t have been just michael. either chuck should’ve forgotten about michael AND adam, or he simply forgot about any angels on earth so we get michael AND Sister Jo/Anael. ideally both options!!!! also i think amara should’ve played a role in chuck’s downfall - again i’m kinda intrigued by michael!dean - like i think michael should have a low-key redemption arc solely due to adam’s influence. and true vessel dean is more powerful! but he’s still getting his ass kicked by chuck and amara manages to get control at some point and stop chuck from killing him. also dean is also in control so he’s yelling at chuck about what was real and wasn’t. like one part of original ep i liked was when chuck said ‘dean winchester, the ultimate killer’ and dean said ‘that’s not who i am’ except i wish chuck followed it with ‘who told you that’ so we could use that john mulaney meme but edited to ‘MY BOYFRIEND SO SHUT THE FUCK UP!’

again not sure if i want the miniseries to be about dealing with chuck - like yes we already had a season of them trying to - but what - what else is there? you are not allowed to introduce some new never-before-seen big bad who’s more powerful than god or some shit NO. buuuut - supernatural does this thing where they introduce a cool idea that you think they’ll use for awhile and then wrap it up in one episode. like chuck opening that hellmouth or whatever at the end of last season/start of this one? or how he apparently brought lilith and lucifer back from the empty? or that time dean and cas went to purgatory? i could live with chuck not being the big bad IF he released everything from hell or the empty or purgatory (or maybe all three!) and then the miniseries is about them facing their past enemies and it’s this really fascinating look at how they’ve changed. like they apologize to those they wrongly killed/didn’t do right by. and they laugh at how they used to be scared of some of these people ‘we beat god’s ass you think YOU scare us anymore?’

idk i just think it’d be really sexy of them to acknowledge fifteen years worth of character growth and also the various recurring characters but that’s just me!

#ignore me #anyways that's one way it could go

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