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pookalukaa · 4 years ago

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Paint Me

A Spencer Reid Fanfic

your friendly AroAce brings you a fanfic that is so self indulgent

Pairing: Spencer Reid x GenderNeutral Artist!Reader

Warnings: sexual innuendos but no actions further than kissing, and Spence is shirtless

Word Count: 1.9k

Your short nails grazed his goose-bumped covered back.

You envisioned what you would do to it as if it were the canvas that you usually painted, which were now forgotten, leaned against the wall of your living room.

You now sat on the floor with your boyfriend between your legs, with his back facing you.

You can feel his muscles tensing as you drag your hand along his back, no doubt was he thinking about something inappropriate.

But you were simply there to paint.

And Spencer had offered to be the canvas.

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“paint on me?” he asked with puppy-like eyes

You were startled by his question. Did I mishear him?

You looked up from your sketchbook, coming up with ideas and thumbnails for your next exhibition, your large canvases were prepped and ready for paint

“you mean paint you?” you asked with a tilt of your head

You knew he probably said what he meant; the genius would not mess up his grammar that bad; but you needed to be sure.

In reality, you have always been interested in body painting, watching Skin Wars for hours, but never had a partner who brought it up; and you would never mention the interest

“I’ve painted you plenty, you’re my favorite model” you add with a wink

“If my favorite handsome model wants to pose like a French girl again, I have no problems with tha-” you continue, flirting before your rambling is cut off by your boyfriend cupping your face in his large, veiny hands, bringing his bottom lip to a pout

“you know that’s not what I meant silly” he answered with his pout becoming a playful smile, unconsciously licking his lips

You know he always did it without thinking but god, his habit of licking his lips when you got close was hot and you hated getting distracted by it

You tore your eyes away from his lips, wanting to tease him more

“Do I?” you ask with a faux confused face, tilting your head once more

“Maybe the doctor has to explain it and-” you stop, as Spencer licks his lips again, at the mention of you playfully calling him doctor

“-and the doctor should quit licking his lips before I act up” you say in a voice just above a whisper while looking at his lips

You look up immediately, regretting the words that you just said, cheeks no doubt turning to a deep red

Spencer looked surprised at first but quickly regained composure enough to lean closer to you, slowly licking his lips, when he knew you were looking at him

“what should I stop doing sweetheart?” he asked, narrowing his bright hazel eyes, never breaking eye contact

“sorry I did not mean to say that. I really don’t mind it at all. I know you do it unconsciously. It can just be really distracting at times. And its really hot sometimes so I just- I mean- it’s just-” you pause, stumbling on yours words, speaking too fast for your brain to even catch up on, similar to how the man in front of you rambles

Spencer just continues to look at you with all the adoration of the world, tilts his head, as you did before

“Do I?” he teases, echoing what you said before

Obviously teasing was only for one partner in this relationship you thought giggling

Spencer’s eyes softened at the sound of your giggle, it’s one of his favorite sounds, right after the way you moan his name

Now he craves his favorite sound, so he leans into you just a little more and plants a soft kiss on your lips

You smile into the kiss and can feel him doing the same when your eyes pop open and pulling back suddenly, placing your hands flat on his chest

Now he was really surprised, wondering if he did something wrong, he brought his hand to your upper arm, looking at you with worried eyes

“I want to paint on you” you quickly blurted

Just as he relaxed, realizing you had remembered the beginning of this conversation, and started to open his mouth to say something when you cut him off suddenly

“This has been something I have wanted to do forever! I’ve never had the guts to ask someone to be a model for me, but I’d love if I could paint you! It’d be so much fun, I even have paint for skin, so it won’t cause any rashes or anything!” you quickly ramble, so excited your practically vibrating, moving to stand up to gather the paints, but you stop in your tracks right when you were about to leave the living room of your apartment.

“At least…if you’re sure you wanna?” You ask with a shy glance

“It might take a while; I don’t want you to be uncomfy” you add

Spencer looks up at you with an excited smile (licking his lips again) reaching for your hand as he remained seated

“I would love nothing more sweetheart” he answered

With a hop in your step, your smile widens as you gather the paint from the other room

You rush back into the living room as you see Spencer unbuttoning his shirt, with his sweater vest discarded on the couch, neatly folded

You immediately blush a little at the sight but quickly regain composure; he’s your canvas for the day, he has to be blank

You think this as you leave your paints on the ground and walk up to him, placing your hands on his and undoing the rest of the buttons

Your hands fall on his chest as you motion the shirt off of him

You plant a quick but warm kiss on his soft lips as a thank you, and he received the message perfectly

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That is how you ended up in this odd position with no sexual intent, even though your very good-looking boyfriend of a few years was sitting in front of you shirtless

You smacked your cheeks in frustration telling yourself to get into the zone

You look at naked models on the daily.

To be fair, none of them were your handsome genius boyfriend, but there is a certain headspace you get in when you’re doing your art, where nothing else is important than getting the sketch or painting done

Finally getting into the headspace that you needed, you placed your hand flat on Spencer’s back, feeling him quickly tense and relax under your touch

“Can I tie up your hair a bit?” you ask softly

“of course, love” he quickly replies

So, you get one of your clips that was on the table in the living room and loosely put up some of the longer strands, so it did not get messy with paint

“I’m going to start laying some paint down” you say softly, warning him

“It’s probably going to be a little cold, sorry” you add with a soft laugh

You know he’s smiling without having to see his face, “Go for it love”

You nod and lay down a light lilac color. It was one of your favorites on him, and though he would not admit it was his favorite color, you could see the smile that came to his lips every time you wore it or had a painting with it being the primary color

You did not know where you were going with this painting, but like your other ones, you never really did

You would always try to plan them out, but they always turned out a different way than you imagined

Instead of being discouraged, you loved the change, saying that if it happened that way, it was meant to be

You laid down a sunflower yellow along with the lilac, and an idea struck you

You had always been obsessed with flower language, with purple lilacs representing the pure first emotions of love and yellow sunflowers representing pure happiness, you knew exactly where you were taking this masterpiece on your masterpiece of a boyfriend

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There were few words exchanged in the hours as you enjoyed each other’s warmth and the comfortable silence between you. Occasionally there would be a giggle from Spencer as your brush or hand grazed a ticklish spot, or you absentmindedly talking about how sexy his back was or how you loved certain colors on him.

You would then see his neck and ears turn a light pink, another color that looked absolutely stunning on his skin

Almost 2 hours pass by Spencer remaining still other than to get up and stretch his legs a bit carefully and to get some water

“Alright I’m almost done Spence” you sigh happily

He breathes in quickly, excited to see what you painted on him

He loved the close proximity you have been to him these past few hours; he had placed a hand on your left leg that was on one side of him and softly rubbed it, your thighs were one of his favorite spots of your body; he was always leaving kisses and the occasional bruise there.

You take a deep breath, looking over your work one more time

“I’m done!” you say almost a bit too loud for it being nearly midnight in your apartment with thin walls

Spencer turns around, excited and before he can say anything you cup his face in your hands and place an excited kiss on his lips, once again relaying your thanks

Spencer smiles into the kiss and once you break the kiss he smiles gently, “take a picture so I can see your masterpiece”

You immediately pull out your phone and take a picture of his face, now with a few smudges of paint from your hands and his brown curls messily around his face, with some part still in the hair clip and giggle at the sight of a messy Spencer

He looked at you with confusion, his smile still planted on his face

“You’re my masterpiece” you would normally cringe at that cheesy statement, but it fit so well, and you knew that picture would end up as your wallpaper soon after this anyway

He laughed, which was one of your favorite sounds, right after how he moaned your name

You put your hands on his shoulders and turned him around so you could take a proper picture of his back and instead of him turning around again to look at you, you stood up and sat down on his lap, his body conforming to cradle you and fit yours perfectly

“Look at it!” you motioned

It was a beautiful bouquet of flowers all over his back all pointing back to the pure feeling of love, adoration, passion and above all: happiness.

You knew Spencer had extensive knowledge of flowers with his eidetic memory and just by being around you and hearing your rambles about your new research

His grin deepens and you can see his eyes moving all over the picture, taking in every detail so he would remember it forever, even if he did not have his unbreakable memory

“It looks amazing love” he softly says, eyes not leaving the phone. He is now looking at the individual flowers, seeing all the different meanings and how you wanted to show your love and adoration

You swear you see him trying to hold back a tear, “I love you so much, I cannot believe I am dating someone as talented as you love” finally looking at you, cupping your face in his hands and giving you the passion that was in the flowers in a kiss

After staying in that comfortable position for a minute longer, you stand up, offering him a hand, “Alright it’s time for a shower babe, the paint is made for skin, but shouldn’t stay on too long; besides, I wanna go to bed”

“I’ll go to the shower as long as you’re with me” he instantly replies with a smirk

“I wouldn’t have it any other way, I gotta wash your back anyway” you reply

You both walk hand in hand to the shower, and you can look forward to the long shower and night after that.

Spencer Reid may be your masterpiece, but tonight he wanted to show you that you were his.

please let me know if you liked my first fic and if you would like a second (smut 👀) part or just more in general (i do love me some Hotch👀👀)

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also huge props to @spenciebabie for being a huge inspiration when it comes to this. take a look at their page (only 18+ please~) and their amazing writing, the community they've built on their page is adorable!!

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bobowhooo · 6 years ago

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Sugarboys 3

Genre: Comedy/Fluff/Smutty/The hoes baekon and yoda back at it again

Summary: The boys become reps for the “loey corp” and baek falls in love at first sight??

Third shots the charm *wink*

“A foursome?”

“A foursome.”

Chanyeol laughed at my joke while keeping his eyes on the road. I gripped the seatbelt stretched across my sexy ass chest and pushed my head back into the headrest. The weather is nice and I just so happen to get a bonus for my efforts last night. Nothing can ruin my mood today.

“But baekhyun, are we really going to have a foursome? Because as much as I love you, I don’t think I want to see your dick, dude.”

“Obviously not, you fucktard. They just want us to go have lunch with them in the office. Can you handle that? And what do you mean you don’t think!?” I yelled at him after processing his words.

“I'm not completely sure if I want to or not.” Chanyeol said in a nonchalant tone.

“Chanyeol. I think you need to go ahead and figure that out, my guy.”

“Don’t say it like that, it’s not like that.”

“Are you sure? You know you can tell me anything, man. I mean, I am a dangerously handsome person so I can understand the attraction.”

“I promise, if you don’t shut up, I will kill us both.” Chanyeol spoke with a giggle invading his words, gripping the steering wheel harder with a smile on his face.

“That’s a bold statement. How do you know I won’t just rock your body with big nasty hooks before you can even try to kill me? huhh?” I said with my index finger poking his right arm.

The man started to swat my hand away as I laughed and continued annoying the shit out of him. The car swerved a bit when I poked into his neck and cars behind us honked with frustration. Chanyeol grabbed control of the steering wheel with his left hand and pushed my face away from him with his other. “Ugh! Gross! This is your jerking off hand!” I yelled into his huge palm after remembering the scarring time I walked in on him while he was “in the zone” that night. I pushed his hand away from me roughly and let my disgust take over my features.

“Give it a lick!” Chanyeol laughed out as he pushed his hand in my face again. I grabbed and bent it backward, making him wince and jerk it back to the steering wheel.

“I don’t care how many times you wash your hands, that hand will always be dirty.” I said while rolling the window down so I can fix my hair in the rearview mirror.

“Oh! We’re here! Finally.” Chanyeol yelled, surprised by the big and modern building.

“You sure this is the place?” I said. I eyed it up and down with suspicion. I guess it would make sense for a rich lonely woman to work in a place like this, right? I pushed my way out of chanyeol’s car and put my hands on my hips, taking in the fresh air of the losers wasting their lives working in a place like this. I bet I make their whole paycheck in a day and all I have to do is be hot. Which is never hard for me. I smirked and sucked in air. My eyes wandered the streets hoping to catch some kind of attention.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm coming with your lunch. I just almost got in an accident. Some people were driving recklessl- ahh no, I'm not complaining. N-no im not making excuses, i jus- nevermind. Yes. I'm on my way.”

I watched a random girl rush out of her car trying to balance bags of food and cups of coffee while holding her phone to her ear using her shoulder. Her brown hair complimented her healthy dewy looking skin, and her hips filled out her grey bodycon mini skirt perfectly, cascading down into her smooth legs and her feet adorned in black heels. Her torso covered in a blazer matching her skirt and the dress shirt underneath is silk in a pretty cream white color. It took me a second to realize I was holding my breath and I grabbed my chest. She’s stunning for fuck sake. I gulped before I felt like the world was pulling me towards her. Today just got so much better.

“Nope.” Chanyeol grabbed my shoulder. Here we go again.

“Not now, chanyeol.” I said swatting his hand away, feeling completely hypnotized.

“Baekhyun, you always do this, please just-” I interrupted him with my hand on his face directing his eyes to the masterpiece standing just a few feet away. “Holy shit. She’s hot.” Chanyeol spoke under his breath.

We both made our way over to her with our footsteps in sync. She huffed in frustration as she struggled to get everything she needed into her hands and when she threw her head back her phone fell to the ground. If this isn’t fate giving me a smooth entrance into her life I don’t what the fuck it is. I ran over to her and picked the phone up, checking to see if it was okay while also checking out her wallpaper for any boy or kids secretly. I flipped it around inspecting her case and then looked up at her. Finally, our eyes meet. “Your phone looks fine. Good thing you have this case. It’s pretty protective.” I said with a charming smile. I made sure to graze her hand when I gave her phone back. I hope it wasn’t just me that felt that spark when we touched. I gulped as a new and weird feeling shot me in the heart when she smiled back. “Thank you so much. I'm not usually this much of a mess, I promise.” Her eyes squinted while her small laugh filled my ears. Who the hell is this sent from heaven angel!?

“I’ll take your word for it. Let me help you.”

“Thank you.” She said sweetly, picking up some of the bags herself.

“I’ll help too!” Chanyeol barged through. He grabbed the bags from my hand in a hurry and smiled brightly. He looks like a complete idiot.

She looked at him with wide eyes of confusion and then let out a forced laugh. “This is my big dumb friend, chanyeol. Despite his size, he wouldn't hurt a fly. so don’t worry about him.” I spoke with slight annoyance.

“Hi.” He said softly, trying to charm her with his cute soft boy facade. My face scrunched slightly at him before turning back to the girl. “I'm baekhyun. Byun baekhyun.” Shit. I didn’t mean to say my name like that. I don’t want to come off as an asshole to her but that probably made me look like one. It’s just a really hard habit to kick. She laughed and held out her hand, “Well, you can call me serri. You guys are pretty funny.”

“Thanks. So where are we going with these?” I asked, holding out the bags im referring to.

“Oh shit! I'm really late! Please follow me!” She yelled in a panic with a worried expression. She ran (which was really a speed walk thanks to her heels) toward the building me and chanyeol had intentions on entering after helping this girl. Maybe she’s going into the wrong building. “H-hey are you sure you’re in the right building?” I asked.

“Yes, I am.” She laughed. She took it as a complete joke. I looked at chanyeol nervously and he looked at me with wide eyes. I bit my lip as we walked past the desk on the first floor and took an elevator to the 27th floor of this 30-floor building. I have a feeling everything is going to go downhill from here.

“Serri!” Some random guy ran towards her with a loving smile and I raised an eyebrow. Who is this cotton candy looking, kid? “Let me get those for you.” Me and him met eyes and he checked me out with suspicion. “Who are they?” He asked quietly, taking the bags from her.

“Oh! I met them outside of the building.” She said, still smiling. I handed her the bags in my hand carefully while making eye contact and smiling. I grazed her hand again and bit my lip. She looked up at me looking a bit nervous when my expression turned from friendly to touch me one more time and I might bust a nut. Nah, she actually doesn’t have to touch me, If she keeps looking up at me with those innocent eyes I might jus-

“Ehem!” The cotton candy boy fakely cleared his throat and serri snapped out of the trance I put her in but I kept my eyes on her. “And you are?” He asked in a slightly rude tone. “Byun baekhyun. Nice to meet you.” I said and held out my hand while still looking at serri. She smiled before a tiny giggle made it’s way out as she looked back at me. “I'm luhan!” The guy almost yelled as he slid in between me and her. “Nice to meet you too.”

“And, I'm chanyeol.” The big guy said as he handed the bags in his hand to luhan with an intimidating expression. He must be getting the same rude vibe I'm getting from this guy. Chanyeol threw his arm over my shoulder and I crossed mines.

“Well, what the hell were you guys doing outside of this building? Loitering? Or just looking for women to help.” He said and put air quotes around the word help.

“I’ll help your mom, asshole.” Chanyeol whispered under his breath.

“What?” Luhan asked.

“We work here!” I said interrupting them two.

“Really!? I’ve never seen you guys around.” Serri said, looking adorable and confused.

Chanyeol looked at me with disappointment.

“That’s because they don’t.” Luhan said.

“We do. Well, we’re more like future partners of this company. We actually came here today for a meeting with the ceo Hopefully all goes well and we’ll start doing some real business with you all soon.”

“Oh wow. That’s awesome! So you’re, like, going to be here a lot then?” Serri asked looking into my eyes. Luhan gave me dirty looks after seeing the way she looks at me and I smirked a bit.

“Well, yes. We’re going to be here for meetings as reps for our company. It’s called loey corp, you might have heard of it.” I said in a nonchalant tone. Chanyeol smacked the back of my head and I looked at him with a death stare.

“No, i never heard of it actually. But I never would have guessed that, seeing as you two are dressed like two casual pop idols or something.” Luhan said.

“Ahhh! That! Well, you know, it’s casual day at the office. so it couldn’t be helped!” I yelled before forcing a fake laugh and hitting chanyeol to make him join in. He dramatically screamed before stomping around and fake laughing to death. I looked at him in disgust before turning back to luhan and serri. “Well, we should get going.” I said with a smile.

“Oh! Let me take you there!” Serri yelled excitedly.

“Y-you really don’t have to do thaaat.” I said with worry in my heart.

“I insist. Plus im already going there to give the ceo her lunch. That’s kind of my job. I only came here to give luhan his lunch” Serri pushed. A small smile was on my face as I watched her. How can I say no to that damn face? There’s just no way.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Lead the way!” I said with enthusiasm.

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“And this is the main office. Aka the big house, aka the ceo office.” Serri said, ending her cute little tour. “Good luck with your meeting.” She went to grab the door handle before I took a hold of her wrist.

“Chanyeol you go ahead inside.” I spoke while staring at serri. Chanyeol looked between us before making a sound of frustration and grabbing the bags.

“Is there something you need to tell me?” She looked up at me in confusion. The truth is I just wanted a few moments alone with her. Just to stare at her face. But now I have to think of something to say. “Well, I just wanted to say thank you for showing us around. It was sweet of you. I think I owe you a coffee now at least.” I said, giving her a charming smile.

“Hmm, sounds to me like you just want to take me out for coffee. Am I wrong?”

“I don’t know, Are you?” I teased.

“I hope not.” Serri bit her plump bottom lip, probably feeling like she was actually wrong about what she said. Despite that though, she still looked at me confidently. Those two feelings danced around her pretty face driving me to the sweetest kind of crazy. “You’re not.” I whispered.

“Excuse me!” I jumped and turned around to find a pissed off ms.yes. “Just why the hell are you so late, and why did you have someone else deliver the lunch I ordered you to get!?”

“I'm so sorry, i-”

“There is no excuse. I have had it with your constant fuck ups. I had no idea taking on an intern would be so annoying!”

I looked at serri as she kept her head held low. For some reason that sparked something in my stomach making me step in front of her. “It’s my fault. I was distracting her and told chanyeol to go in ahead with your lunch.”

“No, it’s alright baekhyun you don’t have to cover for her. She’s just a stupid 20 year old. Don’t try to save her. Go sort papers with the other secretaries. I can’t stand looking at you anymore.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Serri spoke meekly before walking away with her head still low. I looked back at ms.yes and she smiled. I can see through everything she just did and it makes me want to hit a woman for the first time in my life. I guess every now and then I have to remember she’s not just some old rich lady. There’s a venomous snake behind her fake personality. I guess this is the only time I cared enough to see it for how it is. Now that she’s involved. “Shall we eat now?” Ms.yes clapped her hands together with the same smile from before.

“You did that on purpose didn’t you.” I said. Her face dropped to one of fake confusion before a sigh slipped through her lips. “Was it obvious?” She asked with her eyebrows furrowed. “Yes, it was. For a moment you felt less than so you established dominance and superiority by yelling at her. Tell me, do you feel better now? Do you feel like you’re back on top?”

“So what? You never cared before if I was a little feisty. Why does it matter right now?” Ms.yes looked at me trying to find the reason behind my words and my expression. “What is it? It’s not like she can do anything for you so why care about her. I don’t recall you ever being this way. Not for anyone other than chanyeol at least.” I looked away from her. It’s not like she’s wrong. Our eyes locked again and I took a deep breath, my chest feeling heavier than before. “Ms.yes, I can understand why that’s all you think I care about. If someone can pay me, if someone can help me get somewhere. But I still don’t want to see someone innocent get chastised for my own urges. None of it was her fault. You owe her an apology.”

She scoffed and ran a hand through her perfect bob. “My apologies only go to you. I’m sorry for not being clear that you are just a young boy I fuck for fun. You have no say in what I should do or not. Now, now, baekhyun. Don’t get uppity just because you’re getting a little more money than you’re used to these days. Remember this, your job is to sit and be pretty. You’re my arm candy. Not my guilty conscious. Please act accordingly.”

This goddamn bitch. “Well, this arm candy has lost his appetite. I’ll take a rain check on lunch. I think im going to grab my chanyeol and go for the day. It was nice meeting up like this. We should totally do it again sometime.” I said with a small forced smile. Going off on her isn’t on my agenda today. Plus, doing that would make me seem ten times less attractive. I could lose her as a client. Which is not what I want. Yah boi lives a pretty expensive lifestyle, I'm not willing to change that. I reached behind her closing most of the space between us to make her heart race for me one more time before I go. “Chanyeol, let’s-” I cut myself off after I pushed open the door to the office and found chanyeol basically dry humping the client ms.yes has over.

“On second thought, you can keep him.” I said before slamming the door.

“Why would you agree to another lunch date!? If I was you I would have told her to fuck all the way off a cliff!” Chanyeol yelled as he slammed the door of his car. I did the same but less rough while laughing. “Dude, I'm serious! How could she talk to you like that? You’re the supplier, she’s the one in demand. It’s not fair for her to treat you like you need her more!” the big man moved about dramatically to emphasize his words.

“Yeah, yeah. But I chose not to care. Why lose my biggest client over something small that she already apologized for. Even if I can replace her quickly.” I said, stretching my arms and taking in the fresh air. “Besides, I have other reasons for wanting to come back and having some lunch.” Thoughts of seeing serri again filled my mind. I admit I have a bit of a crush already, but I won’t get ahead of myself, because I could say the same for a few other girls that didn’t let me fuck them upon introduction. Which is not a large number of women. But the weird thing about serri is as much as I want to get in her pants I want to get in her head, see what she’s thinking, get to know her. You know, the cheesy stuff.

Me and chanyeol entered the building and passed the front desk security without a hassle. We heard people whisper about how handsome we were every time someone passed us and I smirked. Going with a suit today was such a good idea. Not only because I have to keep my lie going with serri, but because I just look so damn good. Someone arrest me. I heard a sweet voice call out for me to hold the elevator when chanyeol and I stepped on. Chanyeol put his hand out in front of the doors and I looked out to see who it is. My eyes found a rushing serri running towards us. “Hurry!” I said loudly, beaming at her cutely. I can’t help but smile if she's going to look that adorable when she runs. Serri ran into the elevator before relief spread across her face. “Oh! Heyyy, guysss! I didn't even realize it was you. Nice suits. Looks like it’s all business today, huh?”

“It always is. Late for lunch again?” Chanyeol asked after letting the elevator doors close.

“Not this time, but I do have to get these papers up to the other secretaries asap, or else they’ll rip me a new one. It’s not my fault they’re all late on their paperwork, but, hey, it’s what interns do.” She said while nodding.

“Well, we’ll be happy to help you, if you need it.” I said, still smiling.

“Oh no, I learned my lesson. But thank you for the offer.”

My smile dropped and I looked away. What does that mean? Is she going to watch herself around me now? All because of yesterday? “Well, what if it wasn’t just an offer. What if I insisted?” I asked in all seriousness. I won’t let what happened yesterday come between us. Serri looked up at me and pursed her lips, trying to find words to say. Before she could though, the elevator bell sounded off and she snapped her head to the door. “I-i have to get off here. Luhan has some papers for me.” She said before trying to walk off. I stepped in front of her and she bumped into me, papers first. The work in her arms folded at the ends while they pushed up against me and I smirked.

“You seriously don’t think im going to leave you alone right?”

“I-”

“Chanyeol, grab the papers, I’ll have my hands full.” I slid my arm over serri’s shoulders and gave her a playful smile. “I think I need another tour of the place.”

We walked into the 27th floor like that and I caught that guy luhan giving us the evil eye from afar. There’s no way this guy is her boyfriend but he really could fool me if I didn’t know any better. “It’s you two again.” He said in a sassy tone while eyeing my arm that’s around serri’s shoulders. “Thanks for the very warm greeting.” I voiced quietly. Chanyeol dumped the papers in luhan’s smaller arms and he got dragged down a bit by the sudden weight. “Yah! I could have a paper cut now!” Luhan almost yelled at chanyeol. I stifled a laugh and so did serri before chanyeol gave luhan a pat on the head. “I can kiss it better if you want.” Chanyeol teased. Luhan rudely eyed him up and down then walked off as if he’s just been disrespected in the worst way. Which is understandable.

“Baekhyu, we should go” Chanyeol said with a fading amused smile. I nodded and turned to serri. “When are you going to give me your number so I won’t have to continue interfering with your work. Don’t get me wrong though, I could definitely do this all day.” She giggled at my words and put her index finger on her bottom lip in fake contemplation. “Well, I guess I do want that coffee you owe me. But I don’t know if I want you to stop interfering. You annoying me at work is making it more bearable.” She said with a teasing smile.

“Im annoying, huh? Girl, you haven’t seen shit yet.”

“Oh yeah, he can be much worse.” Chanyeol interrupted quickly.

Serri laughed and nodded her head. “Fine, I’ll give you my number if that means I get to be annoyed more.”

“Of course it does. I’ll even annoy you with the details of a cute little coffee shop we can meet up at.”

She laughed again and smacked my chest, letting it sit there. “I'm looking forward to it already.” I grabbed her hand and looked into her eyes. This would be the moment we kiss. When I give a girl this look she never resists. Serri’s cheeks flushed a bit and she moved her stare to the hand im holding to my chest. I stepped closer and licked my lips. I’ve been wanting to do this since I first laid eyes on her mouth.

“What are you doing?” She asked in actual confusion. The same emotion filled me when I snapped out of it. Shit, this is so embarrassing. I looked around with my face still close to hers and started flicking imaginary dirt off her blazer. “Ahh ahah! so dirty. I was just cleaning off your blazer. I saw some stuff there....” I spoke nervously while backing away. “Ohhh. Thanks, I guess!” She said, obviously forcing that cute laugh out. “I thought for a second you were trying to kiss me.” She scratched her head with smiling eyes.

“Nooo, we just met. I would never.” I said. I'm such a liar. A good looking one though. “Well, I have a meeting. I’ll catch you at the coffee place later?” I asked casually to see if I didn’t just scare her into not liking me.

“It’s a date!” She spoke excitedly while she walked the other way, beaming at me with flushed cheeks. I watched her walk away and grabbed my chest in relief that it’s over. “Real smooth, my guy.” Chanyeol said, patting my shoulder. “You really outdid yourself on that one.” I punched him in the arm and turned around to the elevator. If I don’t get off this floor right now, I’ll scream.

“Baekhyun!” I heard a stern voice call for me before I could take another step and my shoulders slumped. Who the fuck. I heard heels click closer to me before I turned around once more to lay my eyes on an aggravated ms.yes and some workers following her, struggling to keep up with her pace. “Ahh, you’re here?” I formed a question out of nervousness and giggled.

“What are you doing down here?” Her lips were tight when she asked.

“Someone’s big mad.” Chanyeol whispered under his breath.

“I was just, you know, looking around. You got a nice building around here!” I spoke loudly before some fake laughing bubbled up in my chest. She just stared at me with upset eyes, making me halt my actions. She sighed and nodded after eyeing me up and down. Her mature hand waved up and backward as a sign to the people behind her to scatter. “I had to finish some work on this floor but I'm done now. Come, let’s get some food in that body.” She said softly.

“Did you get enough to eat?” Ms.yes asked with her hand rubbing my thigh.

“Yes. thank you for it all. It was delicious.” I slid her hand off my thigh and smiled. I’ve decided to punish her for her behavior yesterday by cutting off any skinship. Then once she in that craving dick state she gets in, I’ll make her beg. It’s an easy set up since she’s so predictable. Predictable, boring, and horny. It’s sad how she chases after thrills but is still boring as shit. But maybe it’s because I have this newfound dislike for her. Probably both.

She looked at me with a frown and then grabbed her cup of green tea. I bet it's bitter like her dark soul. “Well, I have to get back to my office now. It was nice to eat lunch with you guys. Especially my yeolie.” The lady that’s one of chanyeol’s regulars tickled under his chin lovingly and he giggled like a school girl. I swallowed down my throw up before scoffing. “It was nice eating with you too, noona!” Chanyeol spoke in a cute way, making me stifle my laughter. I think I could actually die from watching this any longer. Ms.yes, on the other hand, looked at them as if it was the best couple she ever laid her eyes on. Which is to be expected from her.

The lady got up and chanyeol followed her like a puppy as he grabbed her hand. He picked up her bag while she waved at ms.yes, both of them walking out wearing smiles as if they’re in love. He really is something else around that old hag. I guess that’s apart of the game though. I sighed when I leaned into the modern couch placed in the middle of the office, sitting right next to the coffee table, that’s now all dirty with the remains of the food we ate. I wonder who cleans that up....probably the janitor. “Baekhyun, you’re dismissing my advances.” Ms.yes broke the silence with a confused tone. I looked at her and pursed my lips. “Yeah, i am.” I spoke nonchalantly because that’s how I was feeling.

“Baekhyun. I said sorry for the way I acted already yesterday. What more do I have to do? huh? Do you want another car? Do you want to go on a trip?” She asked desperately. Her eyes are hungry as her body creeps closer to me. I almost smirked but caught myself before it happened. This will always be my favorite emotion any of my clients show me. This desperation, this desire to do anything for me. The woman of the upper echelon melting like ice in my hands. It feels better than sex, sometimes. “Baekhyun, answer me. What do I have to do?” I finally let a smirk slip before turning to face her and loosening my tie.

“I guess another car will do.” I said with a pout.

“Consider it done. Now, come here.” She said, grabbing my tie to pull me closer. If this was anyone else I would have gotten a boner by now. Let’s hope I can get it up today because for some reason she’s looking extra unattractive. I let her kiss me and unbutton my shirt. Her hands spread around my chest when she finally exposed it from the dress shirt it was hiding under. If I don’t start putting in some passion right now she’ll get upset. So, here we go.

“Knock, knock! It’s time for me to clean up your lunc-”

I paused my movements when a sweet voice barged in. “Serri!” I turned around in surprise.

“I'm sorry!” The door shut after she yelled her apology. Shit. Shit. Shit. I pulled away from ms.yes in a rush. I tried hard to button my shirt back up before I went after serri but ms.yes gripped my arm, her polished in black nails dug into my wrist before I turned to look her way. “Where the hell do you think you’re going.” Her voice low and scary. “You think I didn’t see you two on the 27th floor? Making googly eyes at each other? Don’t play this game, baekhyun. You want your car, don’t you?” Her grip tightening with every word.

For a second I wanted to stay. For a second my selfish side kicked in. Who is she? Why should I care? But my heart can’t take it. I don’t know why I feel like I will regret it for the rest of my life if I don’t go after her. I can’t leave her alone. I ripped my wrist from ms.yes in a hurry, rushing to the door.

“Wait! D-don’t leave.” She yelled. “I’ll make her life as my intern a living hell.”

I bit my lip. “Darling, since when did you become so weak?”

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“Serri! Serri!” I ran towards her as she opened her car door. “Serri, please! Wait!” The girl ignored me and slammed her driver side door, starting her car without any hesitation. I wasn’t thinking when I jumped in front of the vehicle. I stretched my arms out to completely block her. “Serri, It’s not what it looks like! It's complicated, and I can’t just explain it right away like this. But please, don’t run away from me.”

“Move, byun baekhyun!”

“Serri, listen! I'm a piece of shit, I know! I don’t give a fuck about anyone other than myself, and chanyeol. All I do is chase money and pleasure, and I have such a big ego that pointing these things out to you makes me want to punch a wall! But this is me trying my best to show you how far I will go. I will do anything, anything, just to get to know you better! Serri, just give me a chance.”

She turned off her car before getting out. Her steps, quick, as she walked over to me. She got close to me and on instinct, I began to back away. Her face getting closer to mine with a blank expression. “One chance. Just one.” Serri said with reluctance. “Only because I'm interested in what might happen next with you.” A sigh of relief rushed through my lips. I don’t know what this feeling is, I don’t know why I can’t let her walk out of my life.....but I know that if she did, I would regret it for a long time.

“Thank you, serri. I won’t take this chance for granted. Be prepared to be swept off your feet, girl!” I said, finally smiling.

“We’ll see about that.” Her tone was serious but her face was teasing as she looked at me.

“I'm serious! I’ll be the prince charming of your dreams.” I bent my legs to be the same size as her, looking into her eyes with a grin.

“I don’t know what's happening, but keep going.” Chanyeol whispered out of nowhere. I darted my eyes to him and dropped my smile before I heard serri’s small nervous laughter in my left ear. “Fuck off.” I whispered through tight lips at chanyeol. He smirked and threw his arm around my shoulders. “I have to admit, you two would make a great couple. I mean, he looks like he’s already in love.”

Serri raised her eyebrows and nodded her head as she took note of chanyeol’s words. “Love at first sight maybe?” She asked me teasingly.

“I think I’ll plead the fifth on that one.”

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queenbeez-blog · 5 years ago

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seenashwrite · 6 years ago

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14.12 Round-Up

I mean... okay.

This one is essentially what I would’ve posted had I live-blogged. No analysis, really, because there’s nothing to analyze. So, let us begin with my first thoughts whist gazing upon the first scene:

It's. Made. Of. Trash. Cans.

Yes, he's teary-eyed, and yes, and stellar Jensen work, and yes, and feels, and yes, and “Sam!”, and yes, and shit, but - and I can't emphasize this enough----

It's. Made. Of. Trash. Cans.

More importantly, like I said last week, he can imagine this scenario just fine, except it's the cosplay dude in there. Under the ocean of your mind is easier on the noggin than walk-in freezer, methinks. Tinier bangs, muffled screaming.

Clawed-up wall is very nice touch.

SERIAL KILLER?!?! YASSSSSS!!! IS THIS AN ACTUAL CASE?!?!!? Oh and nice underwater visuals... kicking it this week, set design and cinematography!

Why is there no other way, Dean? I can think of three. But none of that matters - Sam and Cas, here's what y'all do, it's called valium. Slip five of those in his whiskey, his system can take it. Then I'd like to introduce you to two of my friends, intubation and a propofol drip. Stick him in a room - preferably Maggie’s, after you kick her out - and presto, time to figure out how to open The Cage and swap Michaels.

I know y'all hate Nick but that guard was working my nerves, so props to ol' Limpy, there. And again with the pretty color and nice shot. More props to the crew, yo.

What is this trip about? Y'all keep talking about what it isn't, so what the shit is it? Is it one last bro bonding for the road? Y'know, for the road on the road? Or are they on their way to dump him into the ocean? Then where's the casket*? The casket which, I feel it necessary to point out---

Is. Made. Out. Of. Trash. Cans.

* ETA: I’ve been informed it was in a trailer on the back of Baby, which somehow I compleeeeetely missed. I zoned out a lot in this one, it was so damn repetitive between the heavy-handed comparisons in the subplot to Dean’s situation, and the identical-but-with-different-words convos between Dean and Sam/Dean and Cas that kept happening over and over and over and over and over and....

Blah-blah-blah Pharaoh's plague, first born, got it. And I assume he's another prophet since y'all blew that wad in the title and in the "Then" with the Donny stuff. And plus the whispery voices. And it's happening because he's brain-dead, not dead-dead. Watch. I'm right.

[mere moments]

Hey, girl. Yeah, you. You, in the mirror. You're hella good at the pedestrian scripting stuff. Mwah. Let's see if you're right about the rest.

(I'm right. I’m always right. #humbly)

Ahhh, half-time. Good. I need a brownie.

Ooooh Sam with the gritty voice upon entry (I absolutely meant that to sound dirty) and hey it's Gabriel wallpaper!

Welp. A choke, two punches, and a gunshot later, we are off to an exciting second half, I hope.

Oh.... ohhhh.... thank you Cassy baby for that scoop. [clears throat] Hey, girl. It's me. Me-You, again. You and your sexy brain that predicts the easily predictable deserves a second brownie. Double-mwah.

Nicky, you're about to get a case of the ghosties----- and damn, there we go! Oof, awkward. Or hell maybe it is Luci. Testing him. In a way, I hope not, I was hoping he'd be all skeletal and tarred. Minus the dollar store Terminator effect, of course. This is a good scene. It's well acted. Pellegrino just gives 120% with any material he's given, he's a gem.

YES, CAS. Give him the business. PS: I love whoever has the stethoscope on Misha like that, or if he did it I love him - my point is, somebody is close to somebody in the medical profession because we---- ER, UM, I MEAN THEY #secret identity--- don't just hang out with the 'scope like that. Hilarious. *chef's kiss* Perfect for Cas.

No, he won't die, dude. Why do they write Sam as the dumbest smart person sometimes? It's a vent, not fucking bypass. Vents are for people who can't breathe on their own for whatever reason or because they're in surgery or whatnots, and Donny was making with the conscious. He was wide awake. It's all good, yo. Your bigger worry is D-Dog coming out of it and still being loopy and spazzing out and jerking the tube, jacking his trachea.

I would happily wake up to that mug in my face, btw. Hey, girl, he'd say. Look who's wakey-wakey eggs and bakey. Because he's Dean, and Dean would say something sexy like that because he'll be so swoony when his tired ass eyes met my bloodshot crusty ones. Supes romantic.

Are we really almost done with this episode? I feel like we haven't gotten a lot accomplished. Not Dean-Sam-Cas wise, I mean. There's been plenty of story, and a decently cool story, otherwise. The rest has been repetitive "Don't do it" - "Imma do it" dialogue.

He's not gonna do it.

Know how I know?

*Boop*

Yeah, yeah, I should separate real life and pretend, but to this I say: not all conflict and drama has to be life-or-death for the main players. It's actually kinda ridiculous to try to do it in modern times (at least, not constantly) with how tapped-in fans are with the industry, we know about contract renewals and such. You know the last best drama this show had? Dean waking up with demon eyes. You wanna talk about some cliff-damn-hanger motherfucking drama. The possibilities, all the unknown. Not only is he not dead, he's also *himself* - a different version of himself, a primal version. That, friends, is seldom done and even less frequently done well, and Ackles did it very, very well. Ah, Demon Dean, we hardly knew thee. I've digressed.

This ending scene is basically Jared's AKF drill, and I'm not shitting on it, legit, I'm truly not - my point is to say it's effective because he means it. Padalecki is at his best when they give him something of significance to work with, they should do it more often. And hey lookee there, Dean agreed. ::sigh:: But, I mean... what about... all that hard... all those five minutes you... I just.... what about the box? You know, the kickass piece of craftsmanship that, I would be remiss if I didn't remind us all -----

Is. Made. Out. Of. Trash. Cans.

Okay, that was largely uneventful, given the content. It's weird - the content means I shouldn't feel "meh", but I'm "meh". Opening scene by far the best, and again, set design and cinematography get high-fives throughout. See ya next week - that preview looked encouraging.

#SPN Spoilers #14.12 #Nash Watches Live #SPN Season 14 #SPN S14 #SPN XIV #Queueby Dooby Doo #Dad's on a blog post and #he hasn't been queued in a few days

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goddamnitlady · 6 years ago

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I FOUND ‘THE’ LILY BACK!!

I’m going to spam here.

intro

I found Lily. THE artist Lily.

You know her fanwork because EVERYONE and their cats know her Naruto series fanart, of especially Uchiha Itachi and his family.

Art by Lily, obviously. (I hope to link to the artist soon)

My history - how I landed in the fandom

As a fifteen? sixteen? year old, I read one fanfic of a fandom I didn’t know. It was a Reader x Sasuke fanfiction. My dyslexic brain couldn’t tell the difference between ‘Sasuke’ (love interest) and ‘Sakura’ (rival), so it was a really strange experience.

I bravely dipped a toe into the Naruto fandom after that, without ever having read the manga or seen the anime. I read more fics, I collected fanart, then finally stumbled upon the manga volume 6 or 7. I promptly fell in love with Sasuke?

BUT THEN TEENAGE-ME STUMBLED UPON LILY’S ARTWORK OF ITACHI

HOLY SHIT

I WAS SMITTEN. I showed it to my friend via the website Quizilla (which doesn’t exist any more).

My history - how I wanted to find more for 10 years

I obsessively collected images of all Uchihas, and the Lily artworks were my most prized ones. I had never had access to her website. Over the past 10 years I collected any piece of artwork I could find. Every year (usually it’s less than a year) I go on a searching spree. I specifically search and collect her artwork.

I hunt for NARUTO fanart images that haven’t seen yet

I hunt for images that she made for other fandoms (such as Death Note, Final Fantasy VII, etc.)

I hunt for BETTER SIZE pictures because most of her images are like 300x300 pixels, which is smaller than a credit card.*

I always checked the deviantART ‘Lily fan-club’ group.

I’ve collected a best friend whose name is Lilly and who draws art too(now I jest. That one has an extra letter L)

I have ‘Lily artwork’ folder numbers 1 to 5. Every time I find an artwork (that I’ve already seen) I hope it’s maybe a few pixels bigger than the copies I already have (my standards dwindled ok?). I also hope to find maybe one or two artworks that I missed during a previous spree.

The added difficulty is, that a lot of visual artists imitated her style, drew over her work, 1 on 1 copied images. So over the years I’ve micro-studied her tiny artwork images to see what makes a real ‘Lily’ artwork.

I had rationally given up on finding her, but I still hoped. I wanted to see if I could maybe find artwork of hers that I had never seen before. I knew she’d made X number of fanarts on her website (that I never had the opportunity to visit). I thought that maybe someone on the internet would find her page someday and tell the deviantART Lily fanclub.

My plottwist discovery

I never thought it would be me? That I would be the person who would find her. AND I FOUND HER. I’M SO HAPPY.

I’m one hundred percent sure it’s her. I have written proof of this artist admitting she’s Lily + I have spent years experience of micro-appreciating her artwork and differentiating it from other artists’works. My expert eye tells me it’s true.

Her MOST RECENT UPDATE was made 11 NOV 2018. That’s only a week ago!

This crazy weekend

I started my picture-saving spree on friday morning, and found her on sunday afternoon.

My first reaction was to save all links, and then click the red X on the top of the screen because HOLY SHIT. I found THE Lily back.

I keep thinking, ‘oh my gosh, oh my gosh, I’ve loved your work for ten years and I found you back’. My mind is all over the place. So this day is hectic and weird.

I’m not able to calm down this fast. So I’m taking it on my pace. I want to share this URL with everyone, but what if she doesn’t want to be found?

She left the fandom 10 years ago. Only 7 years ago I learnt that she had left to because her artwork got stolen/re-uploaded all the time by people who didn’t give credit, and that she had taken up her wish to become a mangaka. For the longest time, that’s all I knew.

Future: responsibility

It’s very much possible she kept the divide between ‘Lily’ and her current online zone, because she doesn’t want to be found.

If I share the URL... and lots of other superfans suddenly flood her space with messages that say “plz draw itachi again!!1!!” ...then she might be unhappy. I don’t wish that on her. I can not irresponsibly share the URL that leads to her.

I feel a lot of responsibility!

This is my to-do list:

Go back to the website that lead me to her

spit through everything. Leave no stone unturned.

On there, save all the images of the NARUTO fanart that I had not ever seen before. (I found at least 1 fanart image that I’ve never seen before.)

familiarise myself her new zone

check how she is doing as a person (happy, sad?) (I hope she’s happy)

find out what she’s been up to for 10 years

the godly glory that is her recent artwork

put on sunglasses against the radiance

seriously this woman went through 10 years

obviously her style has changed from 2008 to 2018

some artwork coloring/poses made me whisper hot damn, not just because it’s sexy, but because it’s so pretty.

i’m a superfan ok (judge me kindly)

Everyone’s allowed to be a superfan of certain artists. I’ll be a superfan for life of a few artists, and will follow them anywhere, to any platform.

check out all links to other places Lily is available at

check out those pages/websites

find out if she has a patreon/etzy/other store (I will smash down money. The ‘rent’ is long overdue.)

Check out all available text to see if she writes anywhere about yes/no being linked to her fan-art name.

Last resort!! C-c-contact her (omfg) to ask if it is okay if I publicly iink ‘Lily’ to her current online zone.

I’m sorry!

I will have to keep her online zone secret for a while longer!

If someone else would find Lily’s online zone and keep the URL a secret yet post this much about her... so excitedly... I would absolutely hate them for keeping it secret. If that’s person is you, please know I’m really sorry I’m putting you through this feeling. But some news at last is better than none at all. Right?

Love,

Lady.

* = I was firmly convinced that all artists always worked on print-paper sized canvases (and that I was just missing out on the wallpaper-sized pictures Lily must have uploaded, that I wasn’t searching hard enough). I kept that conviction until got into a romantic relationship with an Australian artist who drew on small miniature online canvases as well. “I don’t want to change my brush size settings”, my darling said. I yelled hard in caps lock in Dutch, English, German, and French. Now that artist draws on beautifully big canvases. And I know better than to expect big sizes or enter relationships when I’m on the other side of the world (Europe). Lily knows better too, because when I saved one of her new artworks, the file-type was literally “LARGE JPG”. Aaaah. <333333

#lady vs life

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The Eyes of Laura Mars

Released in 1978, The Eyes of Laura Mars is set in the glimmering yet gritty world of NYC haute couture fashion. Mad Magazine parodied the film as “The Eyes of Lurid Mess” and rightly so, for it definitely has plot issues and some grade-A-Virginia-ham overacting. However, director Irvin Kershner managed to capture a whiff of the cultural crossover as the NYC scene shifted from disco to punk. Often touted as the first American giallo film, The Eyes of Laura Mars tidily ticks off the boxes of the Italian genre: a mix of gorgeous and grimy settings, the gruesome murder of beautiful people, and many misdirections before the killer is finally revealed. Added to the mix is Ms. Virginia Ham herself (Faye Dunaway), a hairy Brad Dourif, and a preternaturally prehistoric Tommy Lee Jones. Dourif is only four years younger than TLJ in real life, but he looks like a bearded baby next to TLJ’s tire-treaded brow. Hell, TLJ is six years younger than Dunaway, but there’s not even a scratch of the cougar in their relationship.

Faye Dunaway of course plays the main character, a superstar high fashion photographer who begins to have disturbing visions of murder. Fun fact: the actual images of famous fashion photogs Rebecca Blake and the so-called “King of Kink” Helmut Newton were used in the film.

Speaking of kink, Barbra Streisand was offered the main role (it helped that she was dating producer Jon Peters at the time) but turned it down because she thought the film’s violent, sexual content was too out-there for her image.

The film opens with a murderous sequence, which turns out to be one of Laura’s nightmares. She awakens in her rather spare and severe bedroom,

and then wanders out to her living room, aka The Neutral Zone. Beige and brown rule the day, as does that giant rooster sculpture. From kitchen kitsch to highbrow decor? Huh. And oof, so. Much. Carpeting!

Laura flips through some negatives and tries to put the nightmare behind her. Soon, driver Tommy (Brad Dourif) is ferrying Laura off to the gala reception for a new publication of her photos. It looks like maybe the exterior was shot at one of the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s side doors. The interior looks somewhat Studio 54-inspired, though.

Hiiiiiiyyyyyeeee! I’m just a photograph, don’tcha worry.

Laura meets cute-ish with Detective John Neville (TLJ), as cute as can be when one’s publisher has been horribly murdered with an ice pick. Neville came for the questioning, but he stayed for the hors d’oeuvres, or rather, he looks a bit hungry for a Mars Bar. Laura goes home and rings up her bestie, who happens to be dating Laura’s ex-husband Michael (a very slimy yet somehow sexy Raul Julia). Everyone calms each other down, and soon enough, Laura heads off for a shoot at Columbus Circle. The concept is a bit S&M, models in lingerie and furs fighting in front of the husks of burning cars...

The concept was inspired by photog Chris von Wangenheim, and so fitting in front of what my father once called “The Devil’s Arsehole” (don’t feel special, C.C., he said that about every Washington D.C. roundabout too). The intersection didn’t get the moniker until 1892, the 400th anniversary of Columbus’s “discovery” of the New World, when a giant statue of the old man was erected. From the invention of the car on, Columbus Circle was considered a hazardous spot for pedestrians. Given the circle’s bad rap for most of the 20th century, it seems quaint to remember that Olmsted intentionally designed the traffic circle as the grand entrance to Central Park in 1857. By 1978, Columbus Circle was “roundly” (oh ho ho) derided as a dangerous thoroughfare. In 1979, architecture critic Paul Goldberger said that the intersection was "a chaotic jumble of streets that can be crossed in about 50 different ways—all of them wrong." A redesign of the circle’s aesthetics and traffic flow began in 1991, and by the Naughty-Aughties, Columbus Circle had even won a few awards for landscape architecture and urban design.

Neville shows up again at Laura’s set at Chelsea Piers. This is my favorite set in the movie, with the fabulous Sterling St. Jacques dancing around and a lot of blown-out color and drama going on.

It’s also one of our last scenes with poor Lulu and Michelle, alas. I actually quite like both of their characters, so silly and yet so sassy. They have the best outgoing answering machine message, and it made me feel so nostalgic for both answering machines, answering machine messages, and that kind of close relationship you’d have with a roommate. That is the kind of relationship that can only be built after hearing all your messages, and knowing all your secrets, unvarnished and unedited by a brunch re-telling. Sigh.

Laura’s studio is amazing - it’s enormous with tons of old windows, stunning harbor views, and some convenient soft spots that are perfect for sexy times with Neville.

Donald (René motherfucking Murat Auberjonois) is such a great character. He’s Laura’s long-suffering agent, and although at times walking the stereotypical line, he is quite comfortably un-closeted. Whenever someone tries to throw homophobic shade his way, he shines a light right up their asses. I do not love the character’s decor choices, though - a bit too Italianate for me, although who can resist a red damask wallpaper and this goddamn face? Not me, friends.

Speaking of Italian classics, Frank Adonis makes an appearance as Sal, Neville’s slightly unhinged partner. I like this shot of him surveying Laura’s apartment with a “mmm, not bad,” expression.

Frank just shuffled off this mortal coil in late 2018, R.I.P. Weird fact: although he’s the Italian guy you recognize from everything, his Wiki page is in French.

SPOILERS, sort of: Neville goes to see Tommy at his spectacularly depressing apartment, and the visit quickly takes a turn for the worse. Tommy stabs a patrolman while escaping arrest, but the Sal the psycho just opens fire on what appears to be the entire East Village, and Tommy est la morte. Neville rings up Laura to tell her the killer has been caught, and pack your bag, baybeee, they are going away! Laura begins to select some careful neutrals to coordinate with the lady Derringer gifted by Neville, when she is suddenly struck by another vision.

Poor Michael gets ‘picked in the elevator of Laura’s building, and the killer is en route to her apartment! Laura manages to lock the front door just in time. Neville soon comes crashing through the balcony window, and this is where the ending gets super giallo: as he begins babbling about Tommy’s terrible upbringing, Neville accidentally reveals that it is he, Neville, who is the killer. But it’s not really Neville! No, it’s his other personality that did the killing. That personality is also apparently responsible for how nicely Neville fills out a black turtleneck, as well as for finishing Neville’s dissertation and keeping the bills paid. The real Neville struggles back to the surface; to protect his true love, he basically shoots himself using Laura’s gun (and trigger finger, as she is holding said gun at the time). The final shot is of Laura calling the cops, and her final line? “I’m Laura Mars.” If there is any shred of happy ending to this story, it might be that she has to rip out that fucking bloodstained carpet. Maybe there’s a nice parquet floor under there? I know that hating on carpeting is low-pile fruit, but there is just no way for mere mortals to keep wall-to-wall carpeting from getting disgusting.

Interesting fact: John Carpenter wrote the spec script for this film, but Kershner’s finished product took some hot turns in the rewrite. Carpenter was still credited despite his protests, but luckily the mixed reviews didn’t affect the success of his next project, Halloween. It’s been nice to revisit some giallo, although I think I’m going to go back to the real-deal Italian giallo next month. I might also be leaving this platform, as sad as that makes me. Tumblr has been doing some bullshit flagging of posts that are very LGBTQ-unfriendly, and well, they are also buggy as hell. I had this post written a week ago but the site kept crashing as I was trying to update. At any rate, stay tuned for any updates, or as I likely know all three of you reading this, I’ll let you know if there’s a new site.

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