#this scene always rocks me to my core every time

[ahbogman]

I won’t run away

[velvetsainz]

summary: [ cs55, cl16, mv1, lh44, fa14, sv5, dr3, mwebber, jb22 x fem!reader ] three major kinks + a couple minor kinks for each driver

word count: 1.8k

content warnings: smut under the cut (minors dni pls!), pwp; i'm not going to tag all of these bc that would take 5ever BUT 1) everything is consensual & in the setting of a happy, healthy relationship & 2) dm me if you are needing any specific tw's/cw's & i'll be happy to share those!

a/n: it's been a hot, hot minute since i've had the energy to write (i was busy surviving my surgery core rotation at a level 1 trauma center & pediatrics at a major children's hospital), but i've been brewing up a lil something for awhile now! i was stalling out on writing the last part of corsica, so i figured i'd at least give you this to get the juices flowing again! i started this blog about six months ago, & i'm nearly at 500 followers & i wanted to take a moment to thank you all! i love you so much and i hope you enjoy this! these are the kinks i think each of these drivers has! what proof do i have, you ask? absolute fuck-all! enjoy, loves! xx

creampie + breeding kink — he’s a family man & lord knows how badly he wants his own. he’s possessive, too, & this sates both of those desires well for him.  he’s always whispering something in your ear, hand low on your belly about how good you’d look carrying his babies. and once you’re actually pregnant? sweet jesus, he’s never taking his hands off of you.

shower sex — he’s talked a number of times about how he’ll shower multiple times a day, and something tells me he’d never object to a partner. more than once he’s had you against the tiled walls until the water ran cold and your teeth were chattering.  he’d then proceed to take it upon himself to warm you up again, ever the gentleman.

post-workout sex — there’s something about the way you look, out of breath & drenched in sweat that sends all the blood in his body rushing to his cock. you’re trying to push him away, afraid that you’re just too gross, but this man does not give a single fuck.  he adores you in all your sweaty, sticky glory & is on you the second you make it back from your class, peeling you out of your leggings and wrangling your too-tight sports bra over your head.  and it goes the other way as well: his favorite workout cooldown is fucking you senseless; there’s something deeply primal about the exertion of a workout that clouds his head with only thoughts of you, out of breath & on the brink of orgasm.

minor kinks | hair pulling — rough sex — cockwarming — pussy worship — possessiveness — soft dom — teasing — dirty talk

praise kink — he’s a talker in bed, and that means that he’s telling you just how delicious the tight clutch of your velvet walls feels around his cock. one language is not enough to tell you all the ways you make him feel, how good you are, how badly he’s wanted you. it certainly doesn’t hurt when you reciprocate, but the sounds he’s able to work out of you are often enough for him.

vanilla sex — listen: it’s no secret that this man is a romantic, and there are few things as romantic as good ole vanilla sex. sure, some spice is nice every once in a while, but he doesn’t need it to get his rocks off. he’s too caught up in the romance of it all—the tangle of limbs, skin pressed against skin, stuttering breaths, and stammering hearts—to want anything else.  all he needs is you.

kissing — similar as above, charles is a sucker for romance, and a good makeout sess is just the right thing to get him hot and bothered.  he’s very talented with languages, and his mastery of his tongue doesn’t end with words. *wink wink*

minor kinks | oral sex (giving + receiving) — creampie — cowgirl — bathtub sex — breathplay

mutually drunk sex — no matter how much he loves a club scene, he’d always find himself back in your arms.  happy, sloppy, messy sex. as much as he loves a g&t, he loves the taste of you more.

wax play — we’ve seen the clips. he likes dripping the wax just as much as he likes being dripped on, and every time you go to light a candle his eyes get that hungry look like he could devour you whole; you’ve learned how to use this to your advantage.

dirty talk + praise kink — as we all know, this man is a certified YAPPER. and, unsurprisingly, that extends to the bedroom, too.  always groaning, grunting, whispering sweet nothings in your ears, there’s very little that leaves him truly speechless; you’ll always know exactly how he feels when you're riding his cock or taking him deep in your throat, whether that’s in dutch, english, or the french he’s been trying to practice. and, given his upbringing, he lives for the praises that fall past your lips; he aims to please, and your sweet words are all the motivation he needs.

minor kinks | restraints (giving + receiving) — spanking — threesomes — nipple play — sensory play

massage — he takes great pride in his physique, and he thinks every inch of you is perfect.  he loves watching all the tension leave your body. with such limited time in his busy, busy life, he thrives on the time he gets to spend with you; few things can compete with the peace, intimacy, and pleasure that comes from the feeling of your hands working over the tight muscles of his back and legs. and if they happen to wander somewhere else? well, what a happy accident that would be!

fingering — if there’s one thing lewis knows, it’s that a man’s most important tool isn’t the one between his legs.  he loves all the ways in which you unravel for him, your back pressed against his chest with your legs draped over his own to keep them open.  he’ll play with you like that for hours if he could, unlacing your composure until you're boneless and melting into him with every touch. (also, dear god, have you seen his hands? female gaze bait of the highest form.)

the lingerie stays on — there’s a litany of pick-up lines about clothes, etc. looking good on you but better on their floor, and a one mr. hamilton disagrees with that sentiment; we know well how he appreciates fine garments, and he loves them even more when you’re wearing them.  he’s most certainly one to spoil his partner, and if he’s going to buy you that agent provocateur set, you can bet he wants to see you in it.

minor kinks | soft dom — cowgirl — voyeurism — intimacy — dirty talk — shower sex — pillowtalk

face riding — why do you think he takes so much pride in his neck strength? and even when you’re squirming away from overstimulation, he’s more than able to hold you in place by hooking his toned biceps over your shaking thighs. he’s a menace, but he never leaves a partner wanting for more.

wearing his clothes — okay, this one isn’t original in the slightest because i simply cannot get this blurb by @folkloresthings out of my head.  nando would keel over at the sight of you in his clothes, especially if there was a particular lack of certain undergarments. he’d pull you in by the excess material and have you right there if feasible.

anal sex — all the nando fuckers know that he’s a little freaky—can i get an amen? that being said, his experience goes a long way in helping his partner get the most out of it and making it a pleasurable experience for all parties. he’d take his time working you open, pairing it with leg-shaking orgasms to wash away any doubts in your mind. it’s a new sensation, but a welcome one at that.

minor kinks | swallowing / facials — teasing — spanking — rough sex — sloppy sex — aftercare

teasing — a tyrant on the track and one in the bedroom as well. or in the car. or at a dinner with a few too many pairs of eyes. regardless, being a tease is his favorite above all else despite his own inability to handle a healthy dose of his own medicine. 

overstimulation — this more or less goes hand-in-hand with his teasing, but he loves the way you beg when you’re coming down from one high and coasting right into another. “just one more, liebling” or “you’ve got another one, don’t you, schatz?” or “i know you can take it, kleiner hase” before making your vision go white as he wrings another orgasm from you.

morning sex — but, above all else, sebastian is a lover, and few things are quite as intimate as slow, fumbling, half-awake morning sex where you’re mumbling praises and communicating in soft, hushed sounds of pleasure. chasing sensations and desires before your mind is even fully awake takes a strong, trusting bond, and he prides himself on this with his partner.

minor kinks | cockwarming — spanking — mutual masturbation — toys — soft restraints (giving + receiving) — creampie / breeding — praise kink — dirty talk

cowgirl — this man & his obsession w/ texas—need i say more? how does that saying go, again? “save a horse…”

photos/sextape — daniel3.jpg would like a word.  he’s obsessed with this new medium, and what’s a better way to remember a spicy moment than on film? plus, when you’re traveling 200-plus days a year, you need a way to bring a piece of home with you however you can, whether that’s watching you fall apart while arching your back as he grips your shoulder tight or taking him into the back of your throat as you look up at him through damp lashes or riding his cock or or arching your back as he grips your shoulder tight…you get the picture.

threesomes — considering the way that everyone fawns over him on the grid, this man could so easily work himself into some surprising pairings. his love language is physical touch and he’s not afraid to share it. that, combined with his competitiveness and desire to please, turns into a dangerous desire for him to see you fucked out and overwhelmed by your own need for more.

minor kinks | mirror sex — dirty talk — thigh riding — facefucking — rough sex — hair pulling

rough sex — aussie grit. there’s nothing else i need to say other than he’s a wild ride.

aftercare — any rough lover worth their prowess, though, knows the importance of aftercare, and mark is no different in that regard.  he takes it very seriously and is always checking in afterward to make sure you enjoyed yourself as much as he did, peppering you in sweet kisses and warm embraces.

pussy worship — we’ve all seen the clip, right? this man knows how to eat pussy and he’s damn good at it. better yet—he loves doing it. you’d practically have to pry him off you from the overstimulation, his tongue, lips, and teeth finding alllll the right ways to make you fall apart.

minor kinks | cockwarming — spanking — possessiveness — massage — swallowing / facials

exhibitionism + voyeurism — the grid slag. he’s confident about his body and his abilities, and he’s not afraid to share. he’s not overly possessive and an unabashed hedonist to boot, so this pairing works perfectly to get his rocks off (and hopefully yours, too). he’s a little freak, and he’s not afraid to let it show!

spanking — when you’re especially mouthy (frequently to get these exact reactions) and he’s a little bold, jenson is partial to taking you over his knee and seeing how long you can keep up the act before you’re a whimpering mess. frequently this ends with him literally kissing your ass, two fingers buried knuckle deep in your dripping cunt while another toys with your too-sensitive clit.

brattiness — again, like above, he loves when you backtalk or drag your heels on him, making him work for your pleasure and, on some nights, your submission. (though, he’s not afraid to admit how fucking hot he finds it when you take control, using him for your pleasure and taking what you need. all that matters to him is raw, messy, dirty fun.)

minor kinks | threesomes — begging — degradation kink (giving + receiving) — nipple play — oral sex (giving + receiving) — toys

final note: that's all, folks! now what do you think? let me know! 🤍 as always, you can follow my writing sideblog @velvetsainz-writes​ where i reblog inspo & recs!

[smutoperator]

Bring Seolhyun and her glorious body back to center stage!

Like a Pet

Kim Seolhyun x Male Reader

Tags: all fours, anal, animalesque, caged, cat mask, domination, dreams, facial, fishnets, full nelson, gape, her biggest fan, pet play, pussy fingering, rocking the bed, rough sex, throwback

Word Count: 3786

For the last decade, Seolhyun has been the protagonist of some of your dirtiest fantasies. You always dreamed of getting close to the wonderful AOA girl and her sexy body, but as of now, this was just a dream to you.

However, this was about to change, as you receive an irresistible offer from a genie during one of those dreams.

"Tell me what you wish," the genie said. "I want to have sex with my favorite idol, Kim Seolhyun of AOA," you answered. "Your wish will be granted," the genie said.

You quickly woke up from your dream, your cock already hard and ripping through your underwear in a larger than usual morning wood. You followed your regular routine, going towards the kitchen to prepare your breakfast. However, once you crossed your living room, there was something different in there.

A tall girl in a sexy outfit was there, trapped on a cage, licking her chops as she was wearing a mask and a sexy leather outfit. You were bemused at the scene, wondering how she had gotten lost in there, until you finally recognized her face.

"S-Seolhyun?" you said, still confused. "Meow," she said, affirmatively, staring at your already hard cock. It didn't take long for you to recognize she was wearing the outfit from the Like a Cat era, your favorite among all AOA comebacks. "I'm here to be your pet today, meow," she said. Damn, maybe that whole genie thing wasn't just a dream.

You admired Seolhyun's beautiful body, sticking your thumb through the cage for her to lick it. She never took her eyes off your bulging erection as you circled around the cage to look at her at every possible angle. She handled you the keys as you unlocked her from the cage but also handed you a collar to put on her, connecting it to a leash as she left the cage crawling on all fours.

As you walked her like a cat with the leash, Seolhyun stayed with her knees on the floor. As she bent over, you fulfilled one of your longtime fantasies and spanked her beautiful ass, making her instantly moan as you dove her face into her sexy thighs and sniffed her beautiful butt.

You picked up the whip on the top of the cage and started spanking her ass. "Ahhhh," Seolhyun softly moaned. Her ass was your playground as you spanked, licked it, and played with her pussy still under her panties. More whipping ensued as Seolhyun's moans grew sexier each time, and you fed your fingers into her mouth and touched her panties and sensed her already wet pussy.

You pulled Seolhyun's panties to the side and started massaging her pussy. Even in your wildest dreams, you couldn't predict how perfect it was as you tucked your thumb inside it to feel her warmth and wetness. Your touch and the fishnets touching her core drive Seolhyun over the moon as she softly moans with her head touching the floor.

You turn Seolhyun around using the leash attached to her neck. You can feel her horniness in her cat eyes, as her face is level with your still-clothed erection. Seolhyun sniffs it and softly bites your already throbbing shaft, in awe with the size of your cock, and she hasn't even seen it in full display already. She opens her mouth, trying to taste it, and licks it as she runs her hands over your thighs, driving you crazy with the way she teases you.

Seolhyun slowly pulls your underwear down and unveils your throbbing cock, taking it down her mouth and making you groan. If this is a dream, you don't want to ever wake up. She licks your shaft top to bottom and takes it deep in her throat. You no longer can resist and push her face against your cock, but she takes it like a champion.

"Ohhhh fuck," you say, amazed by Seolhyun's sexy deepthroating as she takes on your huge cock without using her hands. You desperately fuck her beautiful tanned face and slap your cock against her tongue, trying to enjoy her to the fullest. "Oh yes, that's it," you say as she spits all over your cock and shoves it down her throat.

You keep filling Seolhyun's face full of cock as she reacts and buries her head down your crotch. You reach into her beautiful ass as she keeps sucking the soul out of your cock until she finally gags, her tits popping out as you slap your shaft against her sexy face, fucking her face and fingering her cunt at the same time, showing who's the boss.

Finally, you pull her panties down and rip her fishnets apart, getting full access to her fuckholes. Seolhyun moans as you tongue her anus, but gets even louder every time you sweep her pussy. You just can't take it anymore, the juices flowing out of her core indicating she's begging to be fucked.

You insert your cock inside Seolhyun's warm hole as she lets out her loudest moan yet, getting on top of her and fucking her cunt balls deep from the start. She reaches out and fingers her wet pussy, feeling your balls slap against her nails each time you thrust deep inside her, letting out loud screams.

Seolhyun's pussy queefs with your pounding as she moans like a cat in heat. "FUCK, YOU'RE HITTING ME SO FUCKING HARD," she says. Even for a seasoned fuckdoll like Seolhyun, the object of many men's desires and poundings, your massive throbbing cock is too much for her to handle. And you're determined not to stop, seizing the unique opportunity to fuck the woman of your dreams, as Seolhyun can't stop moaning and her mouth is open so wide she can barely hang on to her cat mask.

You grab Seolhyun's hot body and fuck her like an animal. She fingers herself nonstop, and her juices make the flor incresingly slippery, her vaginal walls clenching around your fast thrusting cock each time you spank her ass or hit her cervix, so basically once every three seconds. You rip the remnants of her fishnets covering her butt, grabbing it with all your forces and destroying her pussy like she's nothing but your sex slave.

"Oh God, my fucking pussy is burning, Damn," Seolhyun screams as you completely get on top of her now. The intercourse gets more and more animalesque, resembling those scenes of a bull fucking a cow. "FUCK ME, FILL MY FUCKING PUSSY," Seolhyun demands as your cock ruin her into full submission to her master.

Seolhyun tries to fight but loses it handily; your cock is just too big and fucks her too hard, smashing your balls now against her perfect big ass. You love the way you own her glorious body, her barely able to stay on all fours as she gets utterly obliterated by that massive meat stretching her cunt out.

"DON'T STOP," Seolhyun demands, not like you ever intended to. Fucking one of Korea's most desired pussies is the perfect dream for you, and you'll keep doing it until you get tired of it; heck, even tired, you will still fuck it because it's the Kim Seolhyun, the myth, the legend herself.

You feed your cock for Seolhyun to taste, and she takes it like a good submissive pet. This time, it's much easier for you to fuck her face, with her still numb from the pounding you just delivered. You grab her by the leash on your hands and walk her into all rooms of your house, fucking her from behind in every single one of them, only letting her stand up to pin her against your stairs handrail, where, obviously, you fuck her again.

Seolhyun is completely tamed. That once powerful girl that gave many men heart attacks with her performances on stage is now just a pet for your pleasure. She can't even take her panties off without your permission now, as they keep hanging between her thighs while you keep pounding her.

"Stuff that cock in my fucking pussy; keep going, master," Seolhyun begs. You do it just as she wants, making her beautiful tits bounce at each thrust you give to her used-up cunt. "Yes, fuck, please," Seolhyun says, losing her breath as she can barely stay on her feet now.

But there was still one room left where you have yet to fuck the sexy bombshell that is Seolhyun. And it's not just any room; as you walk her upstairs into your bedroom, the place where your most wicked fantasies with her took place. But what used to be just your imagination was now real, and you couldn't wait to fuck Seolhyun in there.

You knew your bedroom sex with Seolhyun had to be special as you put her in her preferred position of all fours in your bed, warming up her cunt with your tongue as she closed her eyes and you ate her out. Her moans were just perfect; if AOA had ever released them on a song, it would have been their biggest hit.

More hard thrusts into her pussy follow; it turns out you just can't resist destroying your little pet. "Fuck my fucking pussy," she begs in a barely audible way, getting back to touch herself. "Fill my fucking cunt with that fucking cock," she keeps saying, and you do it just like that, making her ass cheeks jiggle, her tits bounce, and her cunt queef.

You dive into Seolhyun's gaped cunt, tasting her nectar. You still can't believe you're fucking such a goddess. You lie on your bed and make her climb on top of you, pushing your cock up into her cunt. "OH MY GOD, FUCK ME," she screams, as she may be the goddess you worshipped for all those years, but now you managed to turn her into just a fuckhole to be used for your pleasure.

"Come on, fuck my pussy, AHHHHHHHH." Seolhyun moans as her body tilts more and more into yours; you two have now turned into one as you suck her tits. Even the roughest and more animalesque ways of fucking can have lots of passion, and she can't deny you fuck her hard, but it feels really good, and it gets even better when you mix clapping her cheeks hard into sticking your fingers up her asshole.

"AHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHHH," Seolhyun can't stop moaning and screaming. If she ever wondered who her number one fan was, now she's got the answer. It can't be anyone besides you, and each hard and deep thrust you give to her pussy only proves it further.

"Please master, give me all this fucking cock," Seolhyun begs as she starts riding you. She doesn't even need to ask, as you two duel to find out who's the horniest animal in that bed, the raging bull of yours or the slave pet that she is. Thank god you bought a strong one, because a regular bed would already have collapsed to the floor with the intensity you two are now having sex.

"That fucking cock is so good, I want to ride it until I have a heart attack," Seolhyun tells you, showing her eagerness to become your personal cocksleeve. And damn, that slut knows how to ride, making you wonder how many cocks she sat on during her meteoric rise into stardom and becoming one of the top it girls in Korea.

But today is a different day. It's the one you have been waiting for nearly a decade, to have fun with Seolhyun's marvelous body and to destroy her fuckholes nonstop as you regain control and keep pounding her. "OH MY GODDDDDD, GODDDDD DAMN IT," Seolhyun screams out of breath as you give her cunt no rest. Her cat mask completely falls off, and as you spank her ass like crazy, she's no longer meowing like a cat, but barking like a puppy and howling like a wolf.

Seolhyun switches sides as you now pound her pussy in reverse cowgirl and reach out to finger it. "Fucking feed me all that fucking cock," she says in a whispering voice, her legs shaking as you attack her pussy in two fronts. All she can do now is moan and scream, closing her eyes as she lets your cock own her and turn her into your pet. "AHHHHH SHIT, FUCK MEEEEEE," she screams. And sure, that's exactly what you do—fuck her deep in her fucking pussy. Damn, that's a lot of cursing, but it matches what Seolhyun is doing with your cock stuck deep inside her.

Seolhyun fingers herself as she begs for more and more cock. "TAKE THAT FUCKING PUSSY, TAKE THAT FUCKING PUSSY, TAKE THAT FUCKING PUSSY," she screams as she explodes into a massive orgasm. "Please master, let me taste my cum," she begs, barely able to think straight with her two brain cells still functional after your cock absolutely manhandled her. She has no dignity left, only a desire for more and more of your cock. Sex with her number one fan couldn't have gone much better.

Seolhyun deepthroats your cock as she tastes her juices. "Oh sh*t, oh fuck, yes, baby, oh my god," you please, as she bobs her head on your meat sloppily, licking your whole shaft, paying special attention to the tip. "I taste so good on your cock, master," she says. "Well, I bet your other hole will taste even better," you reply.

After pounding Seolhyun's pussy to oblivion, you want a new challenge: sticking your cock inside her tight asshole. Seolhyun struggles from the moment you insert your tip in her butthole, already completely broken from the wreakage you handed to her cunt. Slowly but surely, you get all your 10 inches inside her tight anus as she just closes her eyes and braces herself for the second round of being your personal pet. You play with her pussy and even cuddle her a little, putting Seolhyun into a spooning position and showing you may be destroying her, but you can still be kind to your fucktoy.

You start very slowly into Seolhyun's ass, but she's already screaming. That ass has seen a far share of poundings and cocks stuffed inside it, but it's been a while since Seolhyun has done any kind of anal sex, having to relearn on the fly with your cock making its way inside her anal cavity. But after a little pain, she manages to adjust and unleash the anal slut that had been locked in her for the past couple years, as you help her by fingering her pussy before each of you starts handling separating tasks, with Seolhyun taking the pussy playing all by herself and allowing you to aim your full attention into fucking her ass.

You fuck Seolhyun's ass at a steady pace as she softly moans at each thurst, never leaving her filthy hands off her gushing wet pussy. "Holy shit," she says as her tits jiggle and she rediscovers the joys of anal sex after a long time. You whisper dirty words into her ear. "Filthy whore, I own you; your naughty holes belong to my cock," you say.

"FUCKKKKK," Seolhyun explodes and rests her hand on the pillow as your cock keeps attacking her ass. "Give me that cock, fill me up, destroy my ass," she demands, putting extra heat in her pussy as you bury your cock balls deep in her ass.

Seolhyun is almost losing her voice at this point, only being able to howl and whisper as your cock provides her butthole with the same destruction that it imposed on her pussy. "AHHHHHHHHH," she uses all her strength to scream, but you quickly shut her mouth. "Be quiet, my pet; just take your master's big cock and enjoy it," you say to her.

You choke Seolhyun as your cock keeps digging her anal cavity with your manhood. She closes her eyes and just lets you take over her whole body. "Fuck, I love how your fucking cock fucks my fucking ass so fucking good," she whispers to you, dropping f-bombs at the same speed you fuck her ass.

Seolhyun's whole body trembles as you dig your fingers deep in her cunt. Watching that wonderful goddess quivering and cumming thanks to you drives you insane—truly better than any dream of her you had previously. You just stop thrusting for a few minutes, burying your cock all the way inside her asshole, and let Seolhyun ride into an orgasm, your hands resting on her wet pussy as she screams, "GOD DAMN IT!!!!!!".

Seolhyun sits on top of your cock as you resume pumping into her asshole, taking slow thursts into it. "Oh fuck, you fucking cock is so fucking fat, it stretches my ass so fucking bad," she says. Seolhyun lies on top of you and fingers her cunt as you place her under a full nelson. "OHHHHH, GODDD DAMN IT, FUCKKKK," she says as you go back to pound her ass hard and fast, turning her sexy body into her playground as she tries to handle the heat of your cock. "FUCK ME, AHHHHHH," she screams, her nipples more erect than ever.

"FUCKING TAKE MY ASS, FUCKING RUIN MY ASS," Seolhyun begs as you destroy it. She has no control of her body, becoming just a passenger of countless hits from your cock deep in her butthole. "Use my fucking asshole, OH MY GOD," she says, screaming in the middle of the sentence, as she covers the entrance of her stretched cunt, her entire lower body now being made of holes that you have drilled into oblivion and are now competing with each other to see which one has been gaped the hardest.

"Fuck, I love it. Fuck,  I love your cock stuffed in my fucking ass and your fingers stuffed in my fucking pussy," an out-of-breath Seolhyun says. You ignore her and just keep pounding that slut, slapping and grolling her tits too, as she can't stop moaning. "Fuck yes, yes, yes, yes," Seolhyun screams. You love how her long legs are completely up in the air at the full mercy of your cock, a reversal so many years where they were milking your cock dry with her sexy moves, and the same can be said about her sexy ass you are now pounding.

You fuck Seolhyun's butt so hard that even you need a break; stop thrusting into her asshole and focusing on fingering her cunt. "OHHHHH DAMNNN," she screams. You use her weakness and her favor and put her sexy body sideways without pulling your cock out of her ass. You close her legs and pound her ass as she looks at you completely at the mercy of your cock, but still reaching to stimulate her needy wet cunt.

"Take it, take it, use my fucking ass, master, yes, please, please," she says as your balls clap against her asscheeks and her tits bounce a lot. Seolhyun can't even think straight now as you knock the shit out of her. "Take my ass; keep going, master," she says, the words struggling to come out of her mouth.

The bed shakes with the hard poundings you give Seolhyun; that morning fuck session will be heard by all your neighbors. But you don't care. All you want is to pound that goddess and her sexy ass, the one you fell in love with back when she shaked it under her miniskirt.

Seolhyun can barely walk at this point, but as long as she can stay on all fours, it's enough. You are going to finish just like you started, fucking her in a dominant doggystyle position that shows her who's the boss, but this time anally. "Stretch that fucking asshole," she demands. 15 minutes of anal sex with your 10-inch fat pole are definitely better than 15 hours of anal with all those small-cock execs Seolhyun had to fuck to make her way to the top. This is how anal sex is supposed to be, and Seolhyun, in nearly 30 years of her life, has never enjoyed an ass-fucking as good as the one you're giving her today.

You and Seolhyun work in perfect sync, pleasing her needy holes. Her hands in her pussy, your monster cock in her asshole, making her scream louder than her groupmate ChoA hitting a high note. You pull out and look at the massive gape your cock has built on her asshole, spitting on it as her anus engulfs your saliva with ease. That gape is so huge it's impossible to miss the target.

You assert your dominance over Seolhyun, stomping on her head as you mount on top of her and sodomize her. She begs for God, but her prayers go answered. Her ass is extremely sore now. "Keep destroying her asshole," she says, wondering how her best friend Momo can handle one hour of restless anal fucking, but she's almost collapsing after 15 minutes.

Seolhyun's ass has been gaped so hard you can efortlessly fit your balls in there without even forcing much, stretching it to the maximum. All she can do now is moan, bark, and scream as you slowly prepare for your climax. But you really don't know where to cum in that goddess; after all, all her body deserves it.

Lucky for you, Seolhyun makes her decision first. "I want you to cum in my fucking face, so I can make a mess with your fucking dirty cum," she says. After a few more thrusts in Seolhyun's gaped asshole, adding some spits to it, you finally unload your jizz in her face as if you were performing one of the countless cum tributes you have given to Seolhyun over the course of a decade, paiting streaks in it that approximately resemble a cat's mustache. Like a good pet, Seolhyun swallows the cum of her master fully and thanks you by licking the tip of your cock.

You're completely drained and late for work as well, having to rush and leave Seolhyun alone toying with your cum. When you get back home, she's gone; maybe it was just another one of your endless perverted dreams. You are tired and sleep for long hours, with cat noises waking you up the next morning.

"Meow, meow,"

"Where are those noises coming from?" you ask before finding out a woman in a sexy blue top and yellow skirt, her hot tummy in full display.

"Can Master teach me how to play lacrosse today?"  she asks.

Maybe it wasn't really a dream. Or maybe it's an endless dream.

[i-smoke-chapstick]

damn ur last pengy smut was 🔥🔥🔥 in those 3 imagines with him ive read u write the character so fucking accurate like u actually feel him. can we have more of a needy bird boy? smth with him being all pent up but not wanting the reader to think he only sees her like that? powerful men are hot when vulnerable��

'CURTAINS,

-GOTHAM!OSWALD COBBLEPOT X READER-

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; really just oswald and reader fucking.

⋆ tags/warnings. small GOTHAM!oswald x female reader. SMUT!!!! Somewhat of a character study but not really. Oswald wants to be a gentleman so bad. Inspired by Frankie Carbone's death scene in 1x07. Oswald being needy. Bondage. Oswald's canon praise kink. Lots of open-mouthed kisses because he can't help himself.

♫ “It's not over till it's over baby. / I stepped outside myself so transcending. / The lights go dim and every sin, that ever was, will always be a perfect part of me.” Curtains by Jackie Vae

He can't help it. He never can. Deep down he's just a silly, love-starved little boy. You've struck him, amused him, amazed him. How could he not gift you with whatever you wish? His true love. How you stay with him enthralls him everyday. Maybe that's why he can't help himself.

He was raised to be a gentleman. He was supposed to be saving himself. For marriage. He dreamed of that night for so long. Perhaps, it's came a bit early.

Every bit of you is on fire. Your arms tied to the bedframe, chained together by his own sleeve garters. You watched as he took every inch of you in, savoring you like the wine he adores. Enchanting blue-green eyes mesmerized by your every breath, every moan, every sound he elicits with every thrust.

The way he speaks. Murmured praises on his parched lips, aching to speed up.

"Good girl." He whispers, half-incoherently, expression twisted into a grimace of pure ecstasy. His chest rises and falls as he pants on top of you, hanging onto threads of self-control.

"So good to me. So precious, baby. So good." He's babbling, moving as slow as he can, feeling his cock piercing you deep. When you cry out, trying to bounce against him through your restraints, body begging for more friction, he has the kindness to offer you a quick chuckle.

"Patience, my dear." He whispers against your lips, coming down to kiss away your eagerness. His tongue sweeps the bottom of your mouth, begging to taste you. It feels warm and wet, the way he worships you.

"I have no more patience." You whimper, yelping against him and his defiance. He half-heartedly rolls his eyes, clicking his tongue. Such a brat. He thinks. His beautiful brat.

His hand traverses up your body, jaw-clenched tight as he moves against you; still inside your core. He grabs your face in his fingers, offering you just a taste. A particular hard thrust causes the both of you to moan, his hips stuttering. He throws his head back as he groans, taking the time to savor the feeling.

He wants too speak. Talk down to you. Tell you you're behaving like a slut, a hussy, but he knows it'd be hypocritical, seeing as how he's tied you up like his own personal gift. He cringes in pleasure before opting to take the leather between his teeth- keeping eye-contact with you, as he pulls away to untie your restraints. Self-control be damned.

Those big beautiful colorful eyes of his, they never leave your own. Now untied, your hands immediately go to his back, forcing him up and down. His pace finally speeds up.

The world around you is a blur as he cradles your head. He looks down at you, his mouth open and eyebrows together. He pounds into you- and you feel the mattress shake. You watch his face contort in euphoria, and scrunch together with a sharp intake of air as he reaches his orgasm.

As you both cum, sticky ropes filling you up, he leans in. An intimate kiss placed to your lips, slow and all-consuming. And another, placed to your forehead. He rocks back and forth as finishes, gently hushing you and your cries of pleasure through his own shakiness. You feel how he pets your hair, still fucking you through your orgasm.

He finally rests his forehead against your own- breathing against your mouth, still kissing and sucking the ghosts of kisses on your lips.

He can't help himself. He never can. You're too lovely.

[toskarin]

just because I'm thinking about it, here's one of those periodic posts where I list off a few random youtube channel recommendations I've been enjoying lately (or have been enjoying long-term (or for any length of time really))

Masaru. - I like fishing. but I can't do it at the moment. Masaru also likes to fish. he free dives, he brings a fish up, he cooks the fish, then he says how it tastes. sometimes it is an unusual fish. sometimes it tastes good. sometimes it tastes wretched. he will tell you. this singlehandedly solves basically every single complaint I have with most cooking/fishing channels. this is cocomelon to me

MIQ(MIO) - it's MIQ! one of the strongest anison vocalists of... well, basically ever. it's her official channel! she uploads concert recordings, karaoke advice for her own songs, and general updates on what she's doing here. I'm always aghast when I see how low her viewcounts are, given that she's an industry legend who's been going strong for over 40 years.

bellykelly - vinyl collector, uploading some really good cuts that you'd be hard-pressed to find anywhere else. one of those channels where I'm always up to date on uploads, and when I fall behind, I just playlist it all to catch up

Xerxes Vinyl Classics - vinyl collector, hasn't upload in a while, but has lots of older releases and remix pressings that are otherwise pretty rare. has some of the higher quality recordings of cantopop releases that are otherwise a little difficult to listen to in acceptable quality

Zuka Zhvania - music-enjoyer and song-uploader with a VERY frequent upload schedule. he's (as far as I know) not an official promoter or anything, but he's pretty damned good at keeping the tunes coming. if you're looking for someone to set you on some obscure industrial and house cuts, check out this channel

LIVING ONLY RECORDS - official channel for a doujin label with some absolutely fantastic noise rock, punk, and shoegaze bands on it. it's my understanding that this is less of "a record label" and more of a way for 群青リボン and friends to book out live houses together while selling merch at one table. which is a pretty noble cause

Someone45356 - probably laying pretty safe claim to the title of "most genre-firsts in the touhou doujin scene," Someone45356 is a strong recommend just for the level of care they put into their arrangements. I love their video thumbnails and their arrangement notes in the video description. a great channel at any level of musical interest (but an ESPECIALLY good channel if you're also a musician)

UPROAR24 - sick and tired of plguin and samplepack demo videos that are 75% ad copy by volume and still don't manage to show you the stupid thing in action? tired of looking at questionably-useful free vsts and not being able to tell whether you're even comfortable having that rubbish on your pc? UPROAR24 runs a channel that's pretty explicitly a reaction to this, making dodgy demos of dodgier plugins. works lovely as a catalogue to browse when you're looking for a new toy

USUDA - the pillar of the Armored Core fan community, USUDA has arranged more Armored Core music than anyone else short of actual FromSoft staff. he also releases his music for free download, including his midi arrangements. very friendly guy in all the interactions I've seen, and also pretty good at remembering people he's seen in other comment sections. I'd honestly shoot him a message first if I had any questions about arranging songs from these games lol

Ricardo Cruz - if you've listened to any portugese (br) covers of anison, you've heard Ricardo Cruz. even if you only listen to originals, there's still a pretty fucking solid chance you've heard him, because he's a JAM Project contributor. absolutely wonderful channel if you like watching skilful singers duet with other powerhouses

Saint Mauve - the best Hellsinker channel on youtube, which isn't an especially competitive title. but I think Saint Mauve would probably still be the best Hellsinker channel on youtube even if there were more than like three. my qualifier for when I've found something weird in the Hellsinker periphery is when I haven't seen Saint Mauve post about it. also plays other (often HS-adjacent) doujin stg and has good opinions on them

Tom Green - this is a weird recommendation but if you don't intuitively understand the appeal of a now-early-50s Tom Green calmly talking about his farm animals and riding around on a horse for hours at a time, I'm really not sure I can sell you on it. oddly calming

mercurytower - this channel is run by Asa, the musician behind Souvenirs to Forget. before they started releasing their original work, this was mostly used to upload guitar covers (which are good, but guitar covers aren't really enough to make me give a glowing recommendation of a channel). Souvenirs to Forget is a really exciting solo project and one I'm personally keeping an eye on. naturally, they upload their releases to this channel

Trance Classics - vinyl collector, records videos to go with the music, focuses more or less entirely on trance. I've got no excuse here. I just fucking love trance and always have, so you can pander to me really easily by just making a channel like this. if you like trance, it has hours and hours of trance

SJ HanStone Lee - the early-gen Mabinogi composer, among a lot of other things. it's been a while since he's posted anything new on this channel, but I check in every now and again. by my reckoning, one of the best mmo composers (and honestly one of the best game composers in general) of the past two decades. there's some stuff on here and his soundcloud that serves as wink-wink-nudge-nudge loveletters to his time working on the early Mabinogi soundtrack

[marchyfrommars]

Supernatural (2005-2020)

The Winchester Brothers’ Never-Ending Road Trip

So, you’ve heard about Supernatural, huh? The show that ran for 15 years, outlived several CW presidents and survived cast exhaustion. Strap in, because here’s the rundown of this legendary rollercoaster of a series.

Plot? Who Needs Plot When You’ve Got… More Plot. The premise is simple: Two ridiculously attractive brothers, Sam (Hair Goals) Winchester and Dean (I Eat Pie Like It’s My Job) Winchester, drive around in a sweet 1967 Chevy Impala hunting ghosts, demons, and things that go bump in the night. Sounds straightforward, right? Oh, you sweet summer child. By Season 15, they’re fighting God. Yes, the capital-G guy upstairs. And it totally makes sense… somehow.

The Bromance: Sam and Dean’s relationship is the emotional core of the show. One minute, they’re yelling, “You lied to me!” The next, they’re hugging and dramatically saying, “We’re all we’ve got.” Family therapy, who?

Monsters Galore: If it exists in folklore, Supernatural has hunted it. Vampires? Yep. Werewolves? Sure. Killer clowns? Obviously. That creepy thing you thought lived under your bed as a kid? Oh, that was definitely a Supernatural episode.

Humor That Slaps: The show knows it’s ridiculous and leans into it. Highlights include: Dean thinking he’s a literal dog for an episode. ("Look at my face. Do I look like I’m joking?"). A black-and-white monster movie tribute complete with campy Dracula. Sam getting possessed by a demon and going on a coffee bender (no one has ever looked happier about caffeine).

Guest Stars from Heaven (and Hell): Castiel, the socially awkward angel who doesn’t understand personal space, steals every scene he’s in(and we LOVE him). Crowley, the snarky demon king, delivers sass like he’s on a Bravo reality show. And let’s not forget Bobby Singer, the grumpy surrogate dad who made “Idjits” an iconic insult.

Fake Deaths Galore: If you got a dollar every time a Winchester died and came back, you’d have enough cash to buy your own haunted mansion. Death is basically their vacation spot.

The Apocalypse, Again?: By the time the third apocalypse rolls around, you’re like, “Can someone else save the world for once? The Avengers, maybe?”

Overtime Issues: Around Season 11, you might feel like the writers are spinning a roulette wheel labeled “Heaven,” “Hell,” and “Another Monster with Daddy Issues.” But you stick around, because you’re too invested in the Impala’s gas mileage at this point.

The Legacy, fifteen years later, Supernatural left us with:

- A lifetime’s worth of classic rock songs stuck in our heads.

- Enough fan theories to fill an actual Bible.

- Destiel.

- A devoted fandom ready to argue whether Dean deserved that ending (spoiler: no pie in heaven?! Blasphemy!).

It’s not perfect—plot holes so big you could drive Baby through them—but it’s heartfelt, funny, and ridiculously addictive. Watching Supernatural is like hanging out with chaotic friends who always have a crazy story: you roll your eyes at their antics but wouldn’t miss it for the world.

And since it is my favourite series, of course I would recommend. But remember, when someone says, “It’s just one more episode,” they’re lying. You’ll be watching until you’re humming "Carry On Wayward Son" in your sleep.

The fullest Full Moon you’ll ever see 5/5 🌕

[skzdreamz]

Safe in your arms - pt.2

fluff, smut MDNI!! pairing: idol!bangchan x fem!reader

warnings: cussing, penetration, pet names, unprotected sex, praising

word count: < 1.0K

Author's note: I'm happy to see you guys enjoying the things I've wrote till now, thank you so much! I have much more things in mind, but please don't hesitate to request something!

Part 1 | Masterlist |

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he wasted no time diving back into your sensitive cunt. you didn't even get to catch a breath from your previous orgasm, but you already feel your second one building in the pit of your stomach.

"mmh.. you taste so good I could do this every day" he hums before continueing to harshly suck on your clit. his tongue is making you see stars, but you're beginning to grow impatient. Chan is great with his mouth and fingers, but you really want him to put his dick inside already.

thinking about him filling you up with his dick makes you want to rub your thighs together. you close your legs around Chan's head and he stops immediately. "do that again and you won't get my dick at all pretty girl". the contrast between his stern words and his pet name for you makes you want to flip him onto his back and fuck him senseless. as much as you want him to fill you up, you know he will only do it when he thinks you deserve it.

"Chan I need you, I need your cock please" he looks at you with a grin on his face. he admires you so much, you're always so obedient to him he just wants to make you cum all day long. but at the same time he wants to savour every single minute with you, making love to you slowly as you whimper beneath him.

"is my mouth not good enough for you? you're so needy aren't you?" his words makes you whimper. "can't talk anymore? too fucked out? baby I just started" he laughs. "you'll let me make you feel good? fill you up good? make those pretty noises for me again and I'll do anything for you"

his words shoot right to your core and you feel yourself growing even wetter than you were before if that was even possible. "please Chan I'm begging you. fill me up I need you so badly". he feels his cock twitch at your words. he wants to stay strong and keep up his teasing act, but hearing you beg for his cock makes him want to fuck you until you can't speak.

so he does. he wastes no time grabbing his dick and aligning it with your entrance. you wrap your arms and legs around him as he slowly bottoms out. "fuck.. shit.. y/n you're so tight baby" he moans.

"ah.. Chan.. please move"

"as you wish pretty girl"

he starts pounding into you at a relentless pace as you crumble beneath him. you're holding onto him and scratching his back, making him take you even deeper than before. as he keeps a steady pace he places his elbows on both sides of your head as he leans down to suck on your neck.

the pleasure is so overwhelming you can't help your eyes rolling to the back of your head as he keeps sucking on your skin. you finally manage to move your arms as you tangle your fingers in his hair. he moans in your ear as you tug on his hair.

"baby you feel so good, cum for me. cream all over my cock" he groans as he speeds up his pace. the speed makes you see stars as you feel your orgasm creeping up on you.

"Chan..."

"yes baby, tell me what do you need

"I'm so close, please"

you try to reach down to rub your clit, but he slaps your hand away. "that's what I'm here for". he reaches down and starts rubbing circles on your clit as he keeps his steady pace rocking his hips into you. your orgasm washes over you and before you can even warn him you squirt all over his crotch.

the scene and your cunt clenching around him is enough to send him over the edge. he paints your walls white with a loud groan as he collapses on top of you.

"damn.. that was.. perfect" he says as he kisses your shoulder to help you calm down. after some time you try to push him off you to clean you both up but he doesn't move an inch. instead he rolls on his back taking you with him so you're now laying on top of him. he hugs you tight as he runs his hand over your back. "just cuddle with me please" he says.

as you let your body relax your heart fills with love. you never thought you could love someone the way you love Chan. being in his arms makes you feel safe.

"anything for you" you say as you doze off in his arms

~

[milequaritchsslut]

Kiri x flirty Reader (female, Metkayina)

Summary: Your favorite thing to do is annoy Toruk Maktos eldest daughter. Who knew she actually enjoyed it?

Note: this has been in my drafts for a month I’m so happy I’m posting it lmao 🫣

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You had always been a flirt ever since you were little. Before you even knew what flirting was you would do it. It was never a problem and nobody ever made a big fuss about it either. You love making the other na’vi of your age get flustered or look down in embarrassment as you complimented them or when they curled their hair in your presence just waiting for another snarky remark from you. It was your specialty and you would always deliver.

It was different though when Jake sully and his family seeked refuge in your home. Kiri Augustine was the first Na’vi to ever really catch your eye. She was beautiful and didn’t look like the average na’vi you would usually see. She was half human of course but it wasn’t just that it was the way she carried herself she moved so smoothly it almost got you flustered the first time you two held a conversation.

You had been helping the sullys unpack their luggage when you offered to help her.

“Let me take that, I wouldn’t want your pretty little hands getting dirty” quickly taking the box from her hands.

“And what makes you think that?”

“I-I didn’t mean it li-“ you were quickly cut off as she walked away grabbing another box.

After that incident you had been tormenting her everyday whenever and wherever you could. And you loved it, she would get so annoyed with you but never telling you to stop. You took that as a yes and continued your torment.

Today you had scheduled breathing lessons earlier than usual just to get on everyone’s nerves. Watching everyone one by one finally join you on a large rock near the shore. You noticed Kiri hadn’t joined you yet.

Turning to your twin sister Tsireya “Dyk where Kiri is?”

“Hmm no” she answered.

Lo’ak butting in “She couldn’t pick what she should wear today”

Causing a ripple effect of laughs to effect the group including you. That wasn’t like her though, she didn’t really care for things like that. Ridding your thoughts you noticed Kiri walking up to the rock and noticing your stare.

“Ah there she is!” You announced, with a fat smirk growing across your face.

“Yes here I am” she replied with an annoyed tone. Noticing your smirk she just glared you down only making the smirk grow.

“Come sit here Kiri, I saved a spot just for you” you implied, knowing that was the last thing she could’ve asked for.

Aa she say next to you she made sure that you knew she didn’t wanna be there. Sending you glares every few seconds as you taught the lesson.

Watching her practice your breathing techniques you noticed her heartbeat was fast.

“Here breathe in from here, and slow down your heartbeat” looking up at her, as you placed your hands onto her core.

Breathing in again she looked down at you, which only made her heartbeat pick up “Mhm” she agreed as you applied pressure onto her stomach trying to feel her breathe.

“No, you have to breathe from your core not your chest” you couldn’t help but smirk at her heart fastening from your touch.

She couldn’t even get a word out from her thoughts racing. She looked around at the group to only being met with stares and giggles at the scene unfolding in front of them. Were you flirting with her, or were you just trying to be helpful? She seriously couldn’t tell, her thoughts were quickly corrected as that smile crept onto your expression once again.

“I think I got it” pushing you off her, she did not have it in fact. She had no idea what she was doing, she just couldn’t take the stares anymore. The group got back to what they were doing as you went back to teaching them. You had gotten exactly what you wanted for the day.

The rest of the lesson you let her alone, afraid you might push too hard. That was the last thing you needed was for her to hate you. You enjoyed your little thing you two had.

Nearing the end of your lesson you watched as Kiri stood up and walked to her pod. Following her you quickly ran up to stop her from going any further.

“Hey kiri!” You smiled at her, you only got an eye roll in response.

“Yes?” Adding a bit of attitude to her response

“I was wondering if you wanted to come ilu riding with me at eclipse tonight?” You notcied your face getting flustered, hoping she wouldn’t notice you wiped some imaginary thing off your face trying to hide it.

“No thanks y/n” walking past you too annoyed to be hanging out with anyone atm.

“Cmon it’ll be fun!” turning around to walk side by side with her. She was a few inches taller than you, you didn’t mind as long as she didn’t make fun of you for it.

“I don’t think so y/n I will be tired”

“It’ll be so much fun Kiri i promise i won’t be weird” you promised, knowing damn well you would be.

“Hm-I guess, sure I’ll go” she answered, arriving at her pod she said goodbye and quickly entered.

It would be eclipse in about an hour so she was stressing out. She didn’t know why though. She didn’t like you at all, so why did she care about how she looked around you?

“Hello Kiri” Neytiri greeted her eldest daughter as she cut up fruit on a woven mat.

“Hello mum” she responded as she rushed to find a fitting outfit.

Noticing her daughters state she slowly stopped cutting and watched as she rushed “What is wrong Kiri?” She asked confused.

“I-i uhm have a date mother” still looking through clothes.

“Oh? And with who?” She was intrigued, she knew Kiri wasn’t one to be into these kind of things. So who could be so special that was making her unbothered daughter so bothered?

“With the chiefs daughter, Y/n” Finally picking a top she found fitting for the occasion.

“Hmm, I heard she’s a flirt”

“Yes she is- Is this cute?” Lifting up a top she had brought from her home clan.

“Yes, but do not be out for long Kiri” she warned, she didn’t know the sea very well. So she was skeptical of this place as she was with most things.

“Yes mom” she responded as she left to try on her top.

You on the other hand were excited, you were finally getting Toruk Maktos daughter all alone. You saw this as the perfect time to confess your feelings. It didn’t matter if she would reciprocate them or not. It was the fact that you were going to get them out. You enjoyed your little thing you two had but it wasn’t enough for you. You needed someone to rely on, someone you could talk to and she was perfect for you.

You were always asking Tsireya about her whenever they would hang out, and of course she told you. You were thorough ofc, you would ask ‘what was she wearing?’ or ‘what kind of jokes did she laugh at?’ or ‘what did you guys talk about?’. You enjoyed learning more and more about this woman, you were obsessed the day you met her. As eclipse came you mounted your ilu and waited for Kiri at the dock.

“I must go now mother goodbye” planting a soft kiss on her mothers forehead before running out

“Have a good time Kiri” she just smiled, the thought of what it felt like to be with Jake when they were young was running through her head.

As she ran out of the pod, she dusted off her clothes though they were perfectly clean. She had never been on a date before, since the boys of the clan just saw her as weird. It never wore on her confidence though, that’s what you liked abt her. She never let anyone define her self confidence, that’s what was so attractive abt her. She was so sure of everything about herself.

Noticing her figure drawing near, you put on your best face. Walking up, you lent out a hand to help her down, accepting it she smiled back.

“Your on time today!” You teased.

“Yeah yeah whatever, where are we gonna go?” In all honesty, you hadn’t really planned anything. You were too excited to think about the details.

“Hm I didn’t plan anything, we can go looking for seashells?”

“That’s sounds like fun” agreeing you both rode your ilu’s to the nearest island. It was a beautiful island. The trees there were different from your owns. They grew taller than any you’ve ever seen, they were still beach trees but still they grew in different directions. The beach there was also beautiful, the island was known for its waters. It was a calm place, you and your friends would go to.

As you planted your feet onto the familiar ground you noticed Kiri admiring the scenery. You patted yourself on the back mentally, you knew she would love this place. Her curiosity always got the best of her, and this was new so why not bring her to it?

“Wow y/n this place to beautiful” getting off her ilu, and taking in her new found environment.

“I thought you would like it” reaching for her hand you led her farther into the island. There was a watering hole in the middle of the island.

“Where are we going y/n?” Watching as your grip didn’t loosen as you picked up the pace till you were full out running through the island.

“You’ll see” letting her hand go as you got to the edge of watering hole.

“Isn’t it cool?” You asked, the watering holes water was pink due to the flowers that grew underneath it. During eclipse the moon hit the water at just the perfect angle, causing the water to sparkle from the light.

Dipping your feet in you encouraged her to join you, finally letting the water submerge your body. Kiri quickly hopped in causing a loud splash to scare the nearby animals away. Coming up for air you laughed at the way her hair looked wet, getting a push on the shoulder from her as she giggled.

“Hey!” You yelled as you pushed her back.

Pushing your shoulders down into the water, she laughed as you tried to fight back. Pulling her legs you got the upper hand as you clinged onto her for support. As you both came up for air again, you put your hands up in defeat.

“That’s what I thought” she mocked as she splashed around.

“So why’d you invite me here y/n?” As she pulled herself up from the water and into the sand.

Joining her on the sand you sat next to her catching you breathe. “Hm cause I wanted to tell you something”

A silence hung between you two, as you opened your mouth to speak.

“I enjoy hanging out with you Kiri- and I know you probably don’t feel the way I do, but I wanted to tell you I have feelings for you”

She looked at your amber eyes as you looked into hers, she hadn’t expected that. She just thought you saw her as another girl you could play with.

“I-I think I like you too y/n” inching closer, you let her lips slowly graze yours as she slipped her tongue in. Moving your hands onto her shoulders you leaned into the kiss as her hands held onto your curls. Her lips tasted like ecstasy in a jar. You had waited for this moment for so long. Pulling away you let out a breathe of relief. Catching your breathe you let out a low laugh.

“What’s so funny?” She asked still smiling from seconds ago.

“It’s nothing”

Taglist: @lvtilzs

[bury-me-in-potatoes]

14 Days of MHA: Day 4—The Ladies

My contribution for day 4 of @pikahlua's 14 Days of MHA challenge is just a bunch of my favourite moments from each of the class A girls and Toga lol. While Horikoshi definitely isn't the best at writing female characters, he does at least manage to make them have distinct personalities and unique designs, and I do really love most of them.

Hagakure Toru

I think this is the moment I started liking Hagakure lmao. Although I do like Aoyama and I sympathized with his situation, Hagakure's got a point. He sat in class with them every day while knowing his actions could potentially lead to their deaths, and I'm glad she called him out on it. Also, she was a badass in this scene lol.

Hagakure's quirk is super cool, actually. I love the whole "light refraction" part of it, since it's otherwise kind of just a generic invisibility power. I also really like how it's implied that she's been waiting for Aoyama to resolve to be a true hero and "shine from deep down within his core", even though she was angry before.

Ashido Mina

She was literally so brave here; her collapsing right after probably means she was terrified the entire time, but she still jumped in to save her friends. I already liked her before, but she probably shot way up on my rankings after this. Something about characters resolving to do something despite being afraid really gets to me, man.

I LOVE HER. I can't believe she really just said "friendship is magic, right?" lmao. I'm glad we got to see more of her, and it's interesting to see that there's a reason for her extroverted behaviour beyond it just being her personality. Mina might not get a ton of focus, but she's honestly one of my favourite students.

Asui Tsuyu

This speech makes me feel a lot of emotions lol. I know Tsuyu kind of faded into the background a little after the beginning, but I do really like it whenever she gets a moment like this. The part where she says that they'll tremble and cry together is just so!!!! Good!!! They're better together instead of apart. 20 quirks is better than 1.

Tsuyu is seriously underrated when it comes to the Togachako arc. I've always really loved it when characters grow to accept that the world isn't as black and white as they'd thought, and this is no exception. Her speech is so earnest and doesn't shy away from admitting that their efforts to understand Toga are arriving late, but she still implores Toga to at least listen.

Jirou Kyouka

It's so refreshing to see someone just. Not give a shit about what AFO's saying lmao. Like, who cares about who's weak and who's special right now? AFO made her friends cry, and that's why she's fighting. Also, the heartbeat monitor effects around the panels in the first picture are super cool, and I love it when Horikoshi plays around with stuff like that.

Jirou's quirk is literally so cool and I love the names of her ultimate moves. Also, it's really funny how the other guy made a huge thing out of being the first to pass the exam and everything, and Jirou just does this lmao. Good stuff.

Yaoyorozu Momo

I THINK ABOUT THIS MOMENT ALL THE TIME I'M SORRY. fdaskl;fjdasfjkl;dfj that smirk. That confidence. THAT GIANT ASS CANNON. She's literally come so far and I love her so much. There's very few ultimate moves that can top pulling a literal cannon out of your body, and I'm so glad she did it one more time in the final battle. Momo, you fucking rock.

Momo canonically being the person people look to in times of need is amazing and I love her. I realize I've said that before but it needs saying again. I like how this moment kind of parallels the final exam where she starts to spiral in the same way, but manages to pull herself together and come up with an amazing plan that does ultimately take down Machia.

Uraraka Ochako

Honestly, I could probably just put the entirety of her final confrontation with Toga here and call it a day lmao. I think about these chapters all the time, and it's crazy how they made me love Ochako so much more in such a short amount of time. I really, really love that Ochako emphasizes that while she doesn't think Toga's actions are okay, and that she can't just wipe her slate clean, but she'll listen anyway. She still wants to understand—to touch the sadness within her. Also, her quirk awakening is long overdue and it definitely delivered. She's basically unstoppable now lmao.

YOU KNOW I HAD TO INCLUDE THIS!!!!!!!! THE CUTEST IN THE WHOLE WORLD!!!!!!! I really love the Togachako fight. I love how empathetic Ochako is the entire time, and keeps fighting to understand Toga's feelings even through her injuries. I love that Ochako acknowledges that there's no replacing the League in Toga's heart, but she can still tell her what she truly thinks. And that hug!!! As they fall through the sky!!!!!! fjkdlsa;fdk anyways this chapter made my day.

Ochako gets three moments because I love her. Throughout the manga, Ochako makes a point of saying that she's putting her feelings away, or that she wants to get rid of them entirely, so seeing her finally fail to do so for once is...kind of a relief?? Her arc kind of has this subplot of shutting your feelings away versus letting them out, so seeing it come to its natural conclusion is satisfying. I like that her grief over Toga is so much, she just can't keep it in anymore, and I'm glad that in chapter 429 she finally gets to break down and let her true emotions spill out.

Toga Himiko

It's hard to choose exactly what panels in chapter 395 I like best, but I narrowed it down to these four. Although Toga's sacrifice definitely is a tearjerker, I think it's a fitting conclusion to her story; instead of taking blood from others, here she's willingly giving up her own to save someone she loves. It also shows that she's learned to express her love selflessly, instead of selfishly. Also, I genuinely think this chapter is one of the prettiest ones in the entire series. If you disagree, just take a look at Toga lmao.

This moment kind of makes me sad, because here, Toga's genuinely trying to connect with Ochako, but she gets shut down completely because Toga's a villain, and Ochako is a hero. Eventually, Ochako reciprocates the desire to understand her, but it's pretty clear that this moment devastates Toga, and solidifies her resolve to destroy everything alongside the League. Honestly, I love that Toga even tried to have this conversation with Ochako, knowing that they're on opposite sides. She's also completely right about the fact that shutting away your feelings only makes it worse, and this is something else that Ochako calls back to in their final fight, because Toga is kind of right about a lot of things, actually! Just not the murder parts.

[dutchdread]

Rebirth Update 7

Well, I am 50 hours in, and just about finishing up the coral intel quests in chapter 9. Man this game is weird in the most hilarious way. Watching 7 johnnys was surreal, as was the talking kid rock lookin goblin. 'Having' to go through all the side-stuff is getting a bit tiresome, because man is there a lot of it, and the amount of mini-games is unreal. They really went all out trying to be authentic to the OG in that regard. That having been said, exploring continues to be amazing, I keep getting impressed by the intricate world design, and every time I reach a new mana spring and hear those notes play I feel like I am playing some sort of "environmental awareness" serious game and honestly I love it. I've gotten really used to the combat and man does Tifa once again just destroy everything. I especially enjoy combining HP absorb with enemy skill and using the electric charge attack and a bunch of ATB boosting materia to make Tifa a constant live wire. The scene with Dyne broke me, man that was well handled and I don't remember the last time a scene in a game hit me that hard, might have been the ending to nier: automata all the way back in 2017. Speaking of Nier: Automata, one thing I could have done without was Dyne randomly generating an Eve style mechanical arm. That was just flash for flashs sake and it was unnecessary, the core of the scene was strong enough that it could have just been two guys tragically shooting at each other and the fight and scene would have been better for it. Another near perfect scene was the first date with Tifa and Cloud in the golden saucer, MAN that felt natural. Now that is chemistry people, just two people happy and comfortable in each others company. The most telling thing is how eager Cloud when Tifa initiates physical contact with him. I haven't looked into which scenes are optional, I'll leave all that "break down" stuff until after I've finished the game, but if that scene isn't optional than that by itself should honestly be enough to end this entire debate. Another fun scene had Yuffie teasing cloud about perhaps cloning Tifa and I have to say, Clouds reaction to that was juicy to say the least. I also wonder if there are multiple voice lines there as well because they were NOT subtle about what Cloud felt about the idea of multiple Tifas. The game in general has a lot more adult content than I expected, especially compared to remake, a good amount of blood (Tifa should have been hurt more for Clouds confusion to make sense) I've seen several references to sex with various levels of explicitness, a bunch of swearing, I've even seen someone straight up call a penis a dick which I never expected to see in my Final fantasy VIIs to be honest, but I love it.

The Zack scenes are interesting but so far so little is happening there. It is always good to see Zack being a good dude in general though so seeing him rush to help Marlene is sweet, you can clearly tell the voice actress has aged though, which, duh, but still unfortunate.

Anyway, time to sleep and work, tomorrow I'm finishing up Coral and I am guessing I'm heading to Gongaga.

[invisiblegarters]

Only Friends Character Ramblings and Relationship Rankings - Ep 9

Last week, Ray was out there doing the most (to piss both me and Sand off), Mew thought the best way to get over Top was to live out Tove Lo's "Habits (Stay High)" and it wasn't working out for anyone, Nick was trying to get back into Boston's good graces and Boston was having absolutely NONE of it despite the fact that he very definitely misses him, and Cheum got lines for once and boy howdy, did people have a lot to say about it.

I had a really hard time with this one, because for the first time - whether because I am just so happy the stupid RayMew thing is finally over or because they gave me a break from my angst and anxiety, or because I just chilled out finally - I am liking everyone in this bar. So instead of ranking them from most to least favorite, I'm just gonna ramble on about them as I think of things to say.

Character Ramblings:

Boston. Look, Boston did nothing wrong at all this ep, he was just out living his life. It's not his fault his dick is apparently magic. He made zero fucking promises to anyone at all, and I'm getting kind of sick of everyone out here slut shaming him. Fuck that, and fuck them. There is nothing wrong with living your best promiscuous life, okay, so long as you're up front about it and use protection. And while we can't know if Boston does the latter since it's never brought up, he is the only character who has so much as mentioned it so I'm going to assume so unless told otherwise.

Also I was really impressed with Neo's acting this ep. I'm impressed all the time, but I really liked the subtle changes that came over his face the more Nick talked in that this is my final goodbye scene. Like the way he fights so much of it and tries to act so aloof and done with the whole thing but then every time his eyes find Nick's face...it was so good. And okay, I know it wasn't supposed to be funny but him just being like "peace" to his hookup was hilarious to me. I really don't want some tragic backstory for Boston and I don't want him to do a 180 on his entire life, but I think it's been clear for a while that he needed to hear a lot of what Nick said.

I just love this dude, okay? No apologies, no justifications. Just 💖

Rock on, Boston.

Sand. Yeah, I know what people think of him. Whatever. I am just gonna respectfully disagree with the lot of you. I don't necessarily agree with his choices, but I can't say that he's not making them with his eyes wide open. And honestly I don't read him as being unable to walk away from Ray. I read him as simply not wanting to. That's his decision. It's an active choice he's making. I wish people would fucking let him have it.

I also find it kind of hilarious that he's so okay with helping Ray cheat on Mew, even if he makes a whole point about how fucked up it is. Sand, you hypocritical little shit. Finally you get to be messy again - I've been waiting for it to pop up since episode six. And yeah, that's about as far as it goes. Let me be utterly frank here: this man could go out and start kicking puppies and I would love him regardless. I can see where he goes wrong, but if you expect me to vilify him for it you might want to settle down with some food and drink, because you're gonna be hanging out a while.

Still think he really needs someone comforting him for once. Do not think that will happen. Am sad about it.

Mew. I'm so glad to see rational Mew return. I hope that he's a little less quick to judge now, but I missed the direct guy we saw in that last conversation with Ray. I liked that guy, and I was happy to get him back. I think that we'll see some changes in him, and that's okay - it's good even. Being young is all about figuring out who you are and what you're into, shaping yourself towards the kind of person you want to be. I can't tell you how many different personas I stuck on at Mew's age. But one of his core traits did always seem to be a frankness that has been missing - or worse, not missing but deliberately aimed to try and hurt. I appreciated the reflection he clearly had this episode. I always knew he'd boomerang back though. Whatever people say, I knew he was too steady at heart not to.

I'm eager to see what this hybrid Mew will be like. I don't want to say that it was good for him to have what happened happen, because no one deserves it, but I do think that we're going to see a looser, less rigid version of Mew, and that part is good, actually.

Top. I've liked him for a while, and the trend continues. He got a little pushy this ep, but nowhere near as pushy as certain others I could name, and if I am not planning on acting like they are beyond the pale for it (and for the record I'm not) then I won't do it to him ether. I'm also not buying that he's been fucking his ex, either. Not until the show tells me. I made that mistake last week with thinking Ray and Mew were gonna bone down this episode and then I was wrong, and anyway I want to believe in Top. So I am going to continue to do that.

Atom, Daddy (I keep wanting to say Dapper here and that's not it, guys) Dan, and Boeing. Welp. Was wrong about Daddy Dan but not about Atom - I knew that boy was gonna get clingy. I have a feeling he's going to be a real problem. I am both nervous and excited to see what he does next, and how it will ripple outward. As for Dan, we'll see. I just foresee bad things coming of sleeping with the boss, even if he is as cute as Papang. And Boeing...I am so ready for him to come in and mess things up. I want Jojo to make good on his promise and for that man to be kissing errbody. I especially want a flashback to a threesome with him, Sand, and Top if he is indeed the ex (and I have no reason to believe otherwise, it makes the most sense to have Boeing pulling double duty rather than have him be only there to mess with Mew and Top). l almost wonder if he isn't really there to mess with the Mew and Top dynamic quite as much as we think since they're putting such an emphasis on him doing so and I have well-earned Trailer Trust Issues.

Nick. Oh, Nick. Nicholas. Nikeroni. The love junkie. I swear I was so mad at him when he kept encouraging Sand in his pursuit of all things Ray at the beginning of the ep, but I guess one stalker recognizes another, because literally nothing he said about Ray was wrong. And I have to admit that his little speech to Boston was actually really sweet, even if he had to be himself and literally follow Boston and a hookup to the toilet to give it. I was also amused that he was the one who introduced "Daddy" into his dynamic with Bossman Dan, and yet Sand had to explain to him what masochism was. I am proud of him for trying to move on but question the wisdom of doing so with his literal boss. He did say he'd be willing to lick his ass, I guess.

Cheum. She's back to being Miss Barely Appearing in the Show, but I enjoyed her relief to get Mew acting like himself again. I actually believe that she really cares about Mew and has his best interests at heart, and that she was worried about him. Did she handle it the best way? Not at all, but I understand the impulse. I don't think that Mew had to apologize to her but I like that she at least seems resolved now to let him make his own damn choices.

Yo. The woman's love life might be a mess, but she speaks sense and apparently she was also happy to fill Mew's ear with exactly just how far gone his totally real and not a farce boyfriend he swears was for someone else. Not that Mew wasn't picking up on it anyway, but it gives me a kick to think about the two of them talking about it. Why? Because I imagine she basically told him that the fact he didn't give two shits proved her point about his own damn feelings.

Ray. I know I said I wasn't doing this in order but I did leave him for last deliberately, because I think I'm gonna have the most to say about him. It feels like he's been in the back of my head nonstop for the last two weeks, in fact, so prepare yourself for a long fucking essay of me trying to work out my own feelings about him. Also I'm gonna stick in a keep reading cut here because I am going to touch on self harm and possibly suicide. Also not all my thoughts about Ray are pretty or entirely sympathetic and are very probably also incoherent. I'm not apologizing for that but if it's not something you want to read it might be a good idea to stop now.

It should be no surprise that I have had a hard time with this dude. I have talked about it. I find him largely unlikeable, and I will maintain until I'm blue in the face that I am supposed to find him unlikable, and I think that it's only because of Khaotung that I never really crossed over into loathing. Before you start, no I don't mean because Khaotung is pretty (although he is) or because I have a bias (although I do), but because he's an excellent actor, and ninety percent of the time you can see beneath whatever selfish shit Ray's pulling to the desperation that drives most of his actions - the clawing need to be loved, to be wanted, and the constant compulsion to keep moving, to live in the here and now, right now, and not think either beyond or before the very second he's in at the very time he's in it, because to think of the past hurts too much and the future is unfathomable.

The other ten percent is pure twenty two year old rich asshole though. Which is - well, not fine exactly, but understandable. All these guys are twenty some year old assholes. That's normal.

The hard part is reconciling these two things, I think. Both because of my personal experiences with people like Ray (both the asshole and the addict, joy), and because there is a temptation to either ignore the addiction to vilify him or use it as an excuse for literally every shitty stunt he pulls. Does his addiction exacerbate the other issues he has in his life? Yes. Does it explain a lot of his more volatile behavior? Also yes. Does it give him free license to do and say whatever he wants with zero repercussions, or give a good reason to shift the blame onto the people he regularly mistreats because he can't help himself and they should help him more? That'll be a hearty fucking no from me.

Addiction is very, very hard to deal with, both for the people experiencing it and for the people around them who can see a person they care for destroying themselves and generally can't do much about it, because ultimately the addict is the one who has to decide to make a change. And one thing I respect about this show is that it isn't shying away from the difficulties and realities of Ray's situation, both for him and for his friends. I know that people are very frustrated with his friends for not helping him and for basically being checked out, but to me it just hurts because I've seen that. I've seen that from people decades older than these guys. I'm not trying to excuse them, either - honestly, I fully agree with @thewayuarent in their post where they say that if they can't deal, stepping away fully is in fact the best answer (and that there is no shame in having to do so) - but I do understand it. It's not pretty to watch when we all know that Ray is suffering and pretty much aiming not to reach his next birthday, but I have definitely seen this sort of thing go down in reality, and everyone's threshold is different. I think it's very possible we're going to see even Sand, with his apparently unlimited well of patience for Ray, struggle and possibly break in the coming episodes.

If Ray does intend to take this rehab thing seriously - personally, I do not think he will (at least at first), mostly because he is not (yet) doing it for himself, he's doing it for Sand and possibly for Mew even though he very obviously still does not think he needs it or has a problem (or, to be a little more accurate, he might suspect he has a problem but he's refusing to acknowledge it. Also, just as an aside, I am very curious about his bargaining chip to Sand regarding rehab - Ray's asked repeatedly about Sand's dad and I am very curious as to why he's so invested in this. My guess is it has to do with his own issues around his parents but I do hope the show gives us some insight because there's something about it that isn't sitting right with me)) - I do hope that we see his friends take steps to help him. Because while it is ultimately on him to get better, there are things that they can do to help. They won't know these things instinctively, but I'd like to see them take this as seriously as they want him to (my personal belief is that Mew and Sand will, but I can't be entirely sure. Mew cares about Ray, okay, you'll never convince me otherwise, he's just...up until recently he reminded me of one of those people in my life who does not struggle with depression asking me why I can't just stop being sad. Yeah. That's Mew. It just doesn't compute in his head because it's not a problem he personally faces and he doesn't necessarily mean to be dismissive but he is dismissive because again, it's not a struggle he is familiar with. In his brain, it's as simple as putting the bottle/drugs down. I'm really hoping his spiral makes him more understanding of Ray's issues but there is also a real danger that he will be worse about them because he stopped so easily. I am leaning more towards him being kind and making more of an effort to understand rather than condemn. Not to mention Sand makes and sells illegal hooch and that's uh, gonna be a problem. You can feel it, right? Because I can feel it).

I got a little sidetracked, but all this was to say that I've been really hard on Ray, harder than a lot of people. So much so that I've been accused of being a Ray hater, lol. And I do find it kind of hilarious that these last two episodes have been what have induced me to be kinder to him, when a lot of others are increasingly losing their patience with his whole deal. For the record, I don't see a problem with disliking or even hating Ray (or any character) any more than I see a problem with adoring him - people have their own reasons for it and I can hardly throw stones when at least a quarter of my ire at him was because he is such an epic SHIT to Sand, who is MY ride or die just leave him be unless you're offering him the hug he so desperately needs baby blorbo. He's going to continue to be an ass to him I'm sure, I just now have reasonable hope Sand's gonna give it back in spades (more on this later) so I've calmed down on that a bit, lol.

I feel like a weird person, because the worse Ray gets the more I see the self-destruction in it. It's his casual dismissal of other people's feelings and lack of care that gets to me and makes me want to throttle him, not his big rants (except the whore comments which I still haven't forgiven although Sand apparently has because he's a better person than me). His big rants, however, have the air of someone who is trying to get himself hurt. He wants Mew to tell him that Top is a thousand percent better than he is and that Ray can never measure up, wants Sand so mad that he knocks him to the floor, wants them to lash out and return cruelty for cruelty, because it will prove what Ray has always suspected (known) deep down: he is unlovable. Eventually, he will become too much and people will become tired of his shit and bail. And if they won't? If they stay over and over and over again? He'll find a way to make them. I still maintain that part of his whole deal with Mew was that Mew gave him what he wanted, the kind of love he thought he deserved: you can come this close and no farther, because you are Too Much and you are Not Good Enough. The fact that Mew didn't intend to do that hardly mattered - it was a way for Ray to reinforce his own beliefs about himself and as much as it hurt there's a sort of satisfaction in it, too.

Like, I am not smart enough to explain this right but it's self-harm. It's not done in the way people associate with self-harm but that's what it is. Ray self-sabotages because there's a sort of vicious, sick satisfaction in confirming that this thing that he's always believed about himself is true - he is an unlovable burden who will eventually drive any and everyone who has the bad luck of caring about him away. And it also lets him continue along his path of addiction because 1 - it's fine if he destroys himself because he's such a pain that no one cares anyway and they might even be better off if he does and 2 - alcohol makes it not matter as much.

Ray wants to be loved. Ray will also make sure that it is near impossible to do so because in a strange way it makes him feel better and because if he admits that if he can be then he has to change his whole way of thinking about himself - and about why his mom treated him the way she did.

So yeah. Episode 8 did the thing. It finally made me recognize patterns I've seen before and I was just like yeowch.

And it's hard for me to articulate about episode 9, because there was still that element in some of Ray's interactions, but I think it also showed us the opposite side, too - a Ray who is actually capable of communicating beyond simply reacting in the moment. We've seen this before with both Mew and Sand, but never quite to the extent we saw in this ep. I am not one who believes that we've ever seen an entirely sober Ray, but I do think the show has done a good job of giving us shades of what that man might look like.

Unfortunately, I think it's gonna take us until episode 12 to get there, if we do. Because while I do think that we might see a sober Ray before then, I also think he's gonna be a lot nastier than even the Ray we were given in episode 8 (disclaimer that I am not saying that I believe that sober Ray is nasty, I am saying that the Ray who will be dealing with stuff he has been burying beneath booze and drugs for a long time on top of withdrawal is very likely to lash out - if he even gets that far. It's entirely possible the whole thing falls apart before it even starts). I could be wrong. I'd like to be wrong, because I am also very worried that the person who is gonna bear the brunt of it is Sand and as we've established I adore Sand beyond all reason (and I'm not saying Sand might not earn a measure of it - I'd like it if he did actually earn it, as opposed to Ray just attacking him disproportionately to whatever crime he thinks he's committed, you know?).

I don't think he's hit that proverbial rock bottom. I've said before that Ray also frustrates me because he somehow manages to skirt any real consequences for his actions. Even his car accident was pretty papered over, and his near arrest was taken care of by Top and literally all Ray could do was sneer that his dad would have taken care of it. It gets to me, but here's the thing: I can also feel something coming for him. I could be wrong, but right now I can hear that train whistle in the distance, can feel the vibrations as it draws closer, and I worry that it's going to be really bad. I don't think it'll be death - I actually believe Jojo that no one is dying although I could have egg on my face by the end - but not dying doesn't mean that someone (my biggest fear is Sand but it could be anyone up to and including Ray himself) isn't going to get seriously hurt.

I hope I'm wrong. We've only got three episodes left and I really want an upward trajectory from Ray especially out of this show - I know Jojo is capable of realistic bleakness (3 Will Be Free), but I really hope we're not going there with this show. I don't think we are. But there's still that niggling fear that we might be. Second season or not (ugh, sorry but ugh), I really really want ep 12 to end on a decent note for him. I'm not asking for him to be a new man, I'm only asking for a little hope that he's on his way to healing.

If you've actually gotten this far without bailing, we're returning to our regularly scheduled programming now. Promise.

Relationships (Most to Least Fave atm)

Nick & Sand. I just love these two. They are my favorite relationship in the show and I want more scenes with them. Everything from them bonding over their love for men who don't love them back to their attempted hookup and then giggle was just pitch perfect this ep. I would honestly watch an entire episode of the Sand and Nick show, if not more. I love how they support each other but I am so curious what Nick has been telling Sand about Boston because wow, does Sand hate his guts. I mean it could just boil down to the fight in the apartment but he also likes to bring up how shitty Boston treats Nick so who the hell knows. But yeah, they click and I love it.

Mew & Ray. What? They were good this ep, and I really hope that we see more of a genuine, loving friendship spring between them now that Ray's not constantly trying for more and Mew doesn't have to watch everything he says or does with him lest Ray decide it means Mew is interested in a romantic relationship. I also liked the fight between them (even if I wasn't a fan of some of the Nice Guyish things coming out of Ray's mouth) because it marks the first time we've seen Ray do that with him. Look. I am not saying that I like watching Ray go off on Mew for the supreme sin of not wanting his dick. What I am saying is that the fact that he could go off on him at all is a marked change from how he has been treating him since episode 1. Mew is not the idol Ray wants him to be, and I really hope we see him treating him less like some savior who's going to reach down and pluck Ray out of the depths of his despair and more like a real friend. And I'm hoping that Ray doing that will let Mew be able to care for him the way he clearly does without worrying that his love will be taken the wrong way. Basically I'm just really here for their friendship era without all the extra. Also would like to say that Book and Khaotung's acting in that last scene with them really struck me - both of them are more relaxed, the stars are completely out of Ray's eyes and you can visibly see the moment when it clicks for Mew that the "I love you" Ray is giving him now is finally the kind he can reciprocate freely and fully. I just love it.

TopMew. My endgame prediction, and I ship it a lot. I think we all knew that we'd get to where this episode left us eventually - Mew was hurt and humiliated but at some point I just realized he was gonna try again. Whether it works out, I dunno (although I said they are my endgame prediction), but in the same way that Ray owed it to himself to try with Mew and Sand owes it to himself to try with Ray, Mew owes it to himself to see if he can move past what happened with Boston. I think it'll be interesting to watch - we'll see what Boeing throws into the mix but even without him it would be interesting, because Mew's gonna be twice as guarded and extremely gun shy. I can't pretend I'm not looking forward to where this is going, whether it winds up being back together, something open-ended, or a book firmly closed.

BostonNIck. My favorite disaster couple. I have shipped this from the very start because I'm like that you can't stop me, and I continue to ship it even though more and more I think it will go nowhere. That's okay I don't need it to, and in fact I think that their fundamental differences on love and sex would doom them even if they did try. I just want to see how they're going to navigate whatever is going on with them now. Are we gonna see Boston being flat footed and trying to get Nick's attention (like it's hard, lol)? Will they just sort of wind up talking and both pretend that everything else never happened? Will they form an actual friendship? I think I'd like to see that.

SandRay. Welp I said that their dynamic was close to what I like but not enough, and this episode tipped the scales. I'm never gonna be a die hard shipper and frankly I believe these two are doomed to break (although I am back on my hope that they will manage to salvage a friendship out of it train, so that's nice), but that music room scene not only hit a very specific button for me, it smashed the damn thing down hard. Also the cheek kiss. That whole scene actually was shot a very very specific way to convey a very very specific mood and I'm kind of in love with it and how very different it is when you compare it to the scene in ep 2. I am very curious to see how Ray acts with Sand now. Very curious. Also, I just used very so many times that it no longer feels like a word.

I also think that this might be Sand's relationship to break. I kinda hope so. It would at least get us out of the cycle of Ray screwing things up constantly and then running back to Sand to patch things up. Also, admittedly a tiny part of me just wants to see Ray in shambles over Sand for once. The heart wants what it wants, and all that.

I am also very curious to see if Boeing is going to wind up screwing with their dynamic in some way. I know he's busy causing friction with Mew and Top according to next episode's preview, but I don't trust those things and there's also no reason the man can't pull double duty. Maybe even triple duty. I believe in him.

NickDaddyDan. Never getting over Nick being the one to introduce that dynamic. And while I approve of his trying to move on from Boston, I do not necessarily think doing so with the boss is the best overall move. See, here's my thing. I will put up with a lot, but the second you screw with my money you've lost me. Not only no but hell no, and fucking the boss is a one way ticket to making that happen. Because chances are good that as soon as that relationship goes sour, so then does the job. Just a whole world of nope for me. And this feels like it will inevitably happen. How does this reconcile with my love of shows like Jun & Jun, The Director Who Buys Me Dinner, The New Employee, etc? Simple. In all of those the genre I was watching basically guaranteed that wouldn't be part of the equation. Although in The New Employee it sort of was, since Seung Hyun was absolutely not hired to get at Jong Chan. It's one of the things that I praised Step By Step for actually - the fact that it was Pat who suffered for what both he and Jeng were doing. Because in real life, the boss rarely gets it in the teeth when this kind of thing is found out. Not to mention what can happen if you break up with a boss prone to retaliation. And Only Friends definitely leans more towards reality than most. So I expect to wince a few times here.

I don't know if I think that Dan is prone to petty retaliation. He seems sweet, if awkward. But the worry is there. We'll see how it goes.

[lothli]

Fight Scene Writing Practice

I heard her before I saw her, the rattling of chains, the awful scraping sound of metal against concrete. In this crumbling city, skyscrapers raised to the heavens like a phalanx of swords, crumbling away at the seams. The city had died and been reborn so many times that sometimes it felt as if it were one giant creature, an old, wily beast that simply put on a new face every fifty years. But this time, it was final. No one but me and her were here.

That was why I had led her here, after all. To a place that would die with us.

My battle dress, laced with runes and sigils, felt heavy as I walked the last few steps. I checked my weapons. A rapier, a silver core for channeling spells through. Three single-use wands holstered on the other hip. And finally, a good old-fashioned non-magical gun. Six bullets in the chamber, ready to go.

I was ready.

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Her eyes were the first thing I saw. I don't know why that surprised me. She'd kept those same eyes, even if they'd been clouded by malicious intent and insanity. Her hair had grown long and ragged; her skin was a shade paler than it used to be. Her body, still lithe and athletic, was covered in cuts, scars, and bruises. Her weapon, that oversized, horrible sword, dragged behind her, each scrape making my heart pound faster in my ears.

She was still wearing her battle dress, tattered and ripped in places, but unmistakable. The black and purple of our guild, the sigils and runes stitched into the fabric, the golden armband on her right arm—all of it felt like she was mocking me, mocking what we'd had.

We had been sisters, once. Still were. Not by blood, but even now, I couldn't deny her that title. Even now, she was still my sister.

"You came," she said. Her voice was a low growl, a stark contrast from the soft, kind one I remembered. "You've been avoiding me."

"You've been trying to kill me," I said. "It seemed prudent."

"It's true!" she laughed, a coughing, hacking sound. "I love you, so I'll kill you. I'll kill you, because I love you."

"That's not how love works." There was no use in reasoning with her, not in her state, but I couldn't stop myself.

"I love you, sis. You're the dearest person to me." She smiled, a broken, crooked thing. I saw more than one of her teeth had been knocked out. "That's why I'll kill you first. I'll hold your body in my arms. I'll watch the light fade from your eyes. And I... will... mourn. Why... what...?"

Her face twisted in pain before going blank as if resetting itself. A second later, she looked up at me, eyes gleaming. "It doesn't matter. I'm supposed to kill the people I love. That's just how it works."

The hold the corruption had on her was complete. Even when she broke through, there was no helping her. It would drag her in, reset her, and force her to keep fighting. I knew that. I'd seen enough of my fellow mages die that way. It would be better to give her a quick death.

"I love you too." I said, drawing my rapier and raising my left hand. "So I'll do my best to kill you."

She grinned, her hunched body unfurling, her sword raised above her head. "We go together! Into the unknown, as we always have!"

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I was playing a delicate game. A rapier was never a weapon for parrying, but against her massive sword, there was no choice. I needed to dodge and riposte, use my superior agility to my advantage. My battle dress would stop me from splattering against a wall, but it could never completely protect me from her strength.

I dodged a horizontal sweep, then ducked a second. She was fast, faster than she had any right to be with a two-hundred-pound slab of metal in her hands. The ground trembled beneath me, and I leaped to the side as a pillar of rock erupted from where I'd been standing. She'd always had more skill in earth magic than I, and the corruption only seemed to have amplified it.

But unlike me, her sword was not a focus. She needed to make somatic gestures, which meant she couldn't swing and cast simultaneously. That gave me the window to raise my rapier and unleash a bolt of lightning.

The thunderbolt struck her dead in the chest. The runes on her dress flashed, but she still flew backward, crashing against one of the concrete pillars. She left an impact, cracks spiderwebbing away, a plume of dust rising into the air.

I couldn't see her. I needed to be ready.

And that moment of refocusing saved me from the piece of rubble flung at me at barely subsonic speeds. I felt it graze my arm before I could dodge, the impact sending a shockwave that rattled the bones inside my body.

"Fuck, fuck," I cursed, feeling my left arm hang limply. Cursing, I snapped one of my three wands, a quick burst of healing energy flowing through me. My arm was still bruised and aching, but at least I could move it again.

"Gotcha," she laughed, rushing out of the rubble. She was moving faster than before, her sword dragging on the ground behind her, throwing dust and debris in a cloud that made it harder to track her.

I needed to put some distance between us. I fired off another lightning bolt, but she swung, the blade eating the blow for her. I cursed, aiming lower this time, striking the ground at her feet. It exploded, and this time, I saw her body flying, limbs flailing in the air.

Now!

I aimed, forcing my breathing to slow. I wasn't a gunslinger, but I'd learned a few tricks over the years. Time seemed to slow down around me as I watched her arc, and then I let loose. A shot, two, three, four. I watched as each bullet hit and saw the blue of her runes flash.

She hit the ground, a sickening crack echoing out. She rolled, coming to her knees, clutching at her stomach. Her sword clattered somewhere to the left, but I couldn't take my eyes off her. "Sis, you..."

I couldn't miss this chance. Before she could finish, my rapier was up, and a small mote of flame was flying out, a tiny red dot in the gloom.

With a soft fwoom, it struck her, engulfing her in a massive, roaring fireball.

Even at this distance, the heat was scorching. I held a hand up to my face, trying to shield my eyes.

That was my mistake.

She came flying out of the flame. She didn't have her sword, but that didn't make her any less dangerous. I barely had the time to block her fist with my blade.

A rapier wielder's greatest failure was to block instead of parry. The impact shook my arms, the weight of her blow traveling through the blade. And then it snapped.

I couldn't blame it. I'd made it do something beyond its means. But now I was disarmed, and she was on me.

I couldn't think, barely breathing as her hands wrapped around my neck. She was squeezing, and I was losing oxygen.

"I'll be careful," she whispered, holding me up. "You're my sister, so I have to protect you."

I couldn't even speak. My hands clawed at her arms, trying to free myself. I was running out of time. I only had seconds left, and I had to...

I snapped my second wand. Again, healing energy flowed into me. The effect wasn't nearly as pronounced; it didn't replenish my oxygen-starved lungs, and it didn't stop my heart from hammering in my ears.

But it healed the bruises around my neck, and the lack of pain was enough to give me the presence of mind to reach into my dress and draw the gun holstered there. I pressed the muzzle against her stomach and fired.

There were six shots in the barrel. I'd used four earlier, leaving two. Both of them entered her body, her battle dress finally failing. Blood sprayed against me, and she stumbled back.

I gasped, air flooding my lungs. They burned like they were about to burst, and I collapsed, coughing and hacking. I had to keep moving. I had to finish her. My hand dug for the ammo, but it was taking too long.

She rose, blood leaking from her wounds. I could see the madness in her eyes. She reached down, picked up her sword, and then advanced, slowly, painfully, step by step.

One in the barrel. It had to be enough. I raised the gun and fired.

It struck her in the forehead, right between her eyes. Blood blossomed out, and I could see the runes in her dress flare, desperately trying to keep her alive.

She collapsed, her body falling on top of me, the sword hitting the ground with a massive, resounding thud.

Her breath was shallow, blood bubbling at her lips. I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything. I could just hold her, clutching at her body.

"I'm... glad..." she whispered, blood splattering my cheek. "I loved you..."

She went limp in my arms. I clutched at her, trying to hold the sobs in. I'd done it. I'd killed my sister, my closest friend, and now I would die here, alone, with her and this crumbling city. Her corruption would seep into me, consume what little of my magic I had left.

But I'd brought something that wouldn't be corrupted. My gun, hanging limply at my side.

I loaded it once more, a single round sliding into the chamber.

"I loved you too."

And then, with a loud bang, only two corpses were left. No one would ever know what they had once been. Sisters. In arms and at heart. Until the very end.

[dc-and-arfrona]

Betrayed By You

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Nightwing x GN!Reader

Summary: You wre working for the Joker this whole time...

Type: Angst

Masterlist

Word Count: 1.5k+

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Nightwing and the [Y\N] stood on a rooftop, their bodies close together as they watched over the city. The night sky stretched above them, speckled with stars that mirrored the sparkle in their eyes. They shared a bond forged through countless nights like this, their love for each other strengthening with every moment.

"I'm glad we have this," Nightwing said, his voice filled with warmth as he gazed at the [Y\N]. "Just you and me, protecting this city."

The [Y\N] leaned into him, a soft smile gracing their lips. "Me too, Dick. There's nowhere else I'd rather be than by your side."

Their hands intertwined, fingers lacing together in a gesture that spoke of love and devotion. In that moment, the world around them faded away, and it was just the two of them against the darkness.

Days later, they found themselves in a cozy apartment, laughter filling the air. Nightwing had surprised the [Y\N] with a home-cooked meal, their favorite dishes carefully prepared with love. The dining table was adorned with flickering candles, casting a warm glow over the room.

"This is amazing," the [Y\N] said, taking a bite of the delicious food. "You spoil me too much, Dick."

Nightwing grinned, his eyes sparkling with affection. "You deserve it, love. You bring so much light into my life, and I just want to make you happy."

They shared stories and dreams, their voices mingling in a symphony of love and companionship. The walls of the apartment echoed with their laughter, creating a haven of joy in a world filled with chaos.

One afternoon, as they walked hand in hand through a bustling market, Nightwing stopped in front of a flower stall. His eyes landed on a bouquet of vibrant red roses, their petals velvety soft and captivating.

"These reminded me of you," he said, his voice filled with adoration. "Beautiful, strong, and always blooming despite the challenges."

The [Y\N] blushed, their heart fluttering at the sweet gesture. "You always know how to make me feel special, Dick."

Nightwing leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to their forehead. "It's easy when you're the most incredible person in my life."

Their love was a tapestry woven with care and tenderness, each moment building upon the last. They faced battles side by side, but their real strength lay in the love they shared. Their relationship was their sanctuary, a place where they found solace and support in the midst of chaos.

And then, the truth unraveled before them. Nightwing discovered the [Y\N]'s secret allegiance to the Joker, and the foundation of their love was shaken to its core. The scenes of love and happiness now contrasted sharply with the reality that had been revealed.

The loving moments they had shared were now tainted with doubt and betrayal. The future hung in uncertainty, and the strength of their bond would be tested like never before. Love had brought them together, but the truth threatened to tear them apart.

Nightwing stood in the dimly lit room, his heart pounding in his chest as he looked at the evidence before him. The truth that he had just discovered rocked him to his core. The person he loved, the [Y\N], was not who he thought they were.

His mind raced, trying to process the implications of what he had uncovered. The [Y\N], his partner, was actually a spy working for none other than the Joker, his arch-nemesis. It felt like a punch to the gut, and he struggled to make sense of it all.

He remembered the moments they had shared, the laughter, the love. How could it all be a lie? Was anything real between them? Questions flooded his mind, each one stabbing at his already wounded heart.

Nightwing turned his gaze to the [Y\N], their eyes meeting in a charged silence. The [Y\N] could see the mix of confusion, anger, and hurt in his eyes. They knew the truth had been exposed, and they braced themselves for his reaction.

"You're working for him," Nightwing finally spoke, his voice filled with a mix of disbelief and betrayal.

The [Y\N] swallowed hard, their voice trembling as they tried to explain. "Nightwing, I... I never wanted you to find out like this. I never wanted to put you in danger."

"You've been lying to me all this time," Nightwing's voice cracked, the weight of the revelation weighing heavily upon him. "How could you do this? How could you betray everything I stand for?"

Tears welled up in the [Y\N]'s eyes as they took a step closer, reaching out to him. "Please, Dick, let me explain. I didn't choose this life. I was forced into it, and I've been trying to protect you from the inside."

Nightwing recoiled, as if their touch burned him. "Protect me? By working for the Joker? How could you think that was the right thing to do?"

"I know it's hard to understand, but I had no choice," the [Y\N] pleaded, their voice filled with desperation. "He has my family, my loved ones. I had to do whatever it took to keep them safe."

Nightwing's anger flared, his frustration boiling over. "And what about me? What about us? Did you ever consider the consequences of your actions on our relationship?"

"I did, and I'm sorry," the [Y\N] sobbed, their voice cracking. "But I thought I could keep you out of it, keep you safe. I never wanted you to get hurt because of me."

Nightwing's shoulders slumped, the weight of the situation becoming almost unbearable. The conflicting emotions tore at his soul. Part of him wanted to turn away, to shut the [Y\N] out of his life forever. But another part, the part that still loved them, wanted to believe that there was a way to salvage what they had.

"I need time to process this," Nightwing finally said, his voice filled with a mixture of pain and determination. "But know this, if you truly love me, you'll find a way to make things right."

The [Y\N] nodded, tears streaming down their face. "I'll do whatever it takes, Dick. I love you, and I'll do whatever it takes to prove it."

With heavy hearts and shattered trust, Nightwing and the [Y\N] parted ways that night, unsure of what the future held for them. The path ahead was uncertain and fraught with danger, but deep down, they both knew that their love would be put to the ultimate test. Only time would tell if it was strong enough to overcome the secrets and lies that had been laid bare.

Nightwing and the [Y\N] stood face to face, their eyes filled with a mix of pain and determination. The truth had been laid bare, and their once-loving relationship now hung in the balance.

"I can't believe you're working for him," Nightwing's voice trembled with a mix of anger and sadness. "All this time, I thought I knew you."

The [Y\N]'s gaze faltered for a moment, a flicker of regret crossing their face. "I never wanted to hurt you, Dick. I got caught up in something I thought I could handle."

Nightwing's fists clenched, his emotions warring within him. "You chose his side. You chose the Joker over everything we had."

In the midst of their heated exchange, a group of armed thugs appeared, drawn to the confrontation. They raised their weapons, ready to attack.

Without hesitation, Nightwing sprang into action, engaging the assailants with his acrobatic skills and swift strikes. The [Y\N], torn between their loyalty and their love for Nightwing, hesitated for a moment.

But as the bullets began to fly, an instinctual need to protect the one they loved overrode everything else. With a surge of bravery, the [Y\N] stepped in front of Nightwing, taking a bullet meant for him.

Time seemed to slow down as the [Y\N]'s body crumpled to the ground, pain radiating through their being. Nightwing's heart skipped a beat, shock and anguish washing over him in a tidal wave of emotions.

"No!" Nightwing's voice cracked with despair as he dropped to his knees beside the [Y\N]. "What have I done?"

Tears welled up in the [Y\N]'s eyes as they reached out to touch Nightwing's face, their voice filled with determination. "I... I did this because I love you, Dick. Despite everything, my love for you is real."

Nightwing's hands trembled as he held the [Y\N], his heart breaking at the sight of their fading strength. "I love you too, more than words can express. Please, stay with me."

As the [Y\N]'s life ebbed away, their lips curved into a weak smile. "Remember me, Dick. Remember the love we shared, the moments that made us whole."

Nightwing pressed his forehead against theirs, whispering brokenly, "I will never forget you, my love. I promise."

And in that tragic moment, Nightwing held the [Y\N]'s lifeless body, grief consuming him. Their sacrifice had brought them back to a place of love, but at a devastating cost. Their love story had come to an end, but the impact of their connection would forever shape Nightwing's life, reminding him of the power of love, even in the face of heartbreak.

[tomorrowxtogether]

Recap: Tomorrow X Together makes its mark on DC during 'Act: Sweet Mirage' world tour

It may have been Tomorrow X Together's first time performing in Washington D.C., but it's safe to say the group left a lasting impact on the nation's capital after their concert on May 16, leaving fans eagerly waiting for their return. The five-member K-pop boy group made its fourth stop on the U.S. leg of the "Act: Sweet Mirage" world tour at the Capital One Arena in Washington D.C. on Tuesday.

Before Yeonjun, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and Hueningkai even made their way on stage, the fans – lovingly referred to as "MOA" – were already full of high energy and spirit. Lightsticks, pickets and signs adorned the practically full arena, and cheers and chants immediately broke out when the boys finally hit the stage.

Tomorrow X Together is no stranger to lively and passionate performances, having countless since the group's debut in 2019. And the "Act: Sweet Mirage" tour furthers cements Tomorrow X Together's spot as leaders in South Korea's music scene.

From energetic and dazzling sets to entertaining interactions between Tomorrow X Together and MOA, here are some highlights from the group's first show in Washington D.C.

A journey through TXT's discography

The "Act: Sweet Mirage" tour setlist showcases the vastness of Tomorrow X Together's musical concepts. Youthfulness remains at the group's core with each of its songs showcasing the nuances of what it means to grow up.

"Blue Hour" served as the perfect start. Dressed in princely attire, it felt like the members were inviting MOA into their kingdom (a castle in the background included). Once the boys took on the fan-favorite dance break and confetti rung throughout the arena, the night's journey truly had begun.

Each section of songs had its own feel – a different atmosphere and tone, but still quintessentially Tomorrow X Together. "Drama" and "No Rules" brought a youthful energy with the members changing into jerseys and playfully tossing around a basketball.

From the whimsy and fun of "Magic" to the angsty, rock-style of "0X1=LOVESONG (I Know I Love You)" and "LO$ER=LO♡ER," Tomorrow X Together transitioned from song to song with different emotions and new outfits.

The group fit 25 songs into the night and never slowed the momentum. Even during the performances without choreography, like "Anti-Romantic," the members' voices carried to emotional heights, highlighting their seemingly unshakable talents.

And no Tomorrow X Together show would be complete without the fan- and group-favorite "Cat & Dog," which had the arena erupt in barks with the outro: "Let's play forever, I just wanna be your dog."

An outpour of love from TXT to MOA and back

The connection between Tomorrow X Together and MOA (which stands for "moments of alwaysness") was so palpable that anyone in the arena's vicinity could just feel the love and support in the air.

"We are finally together," said Soobin during the show. "Thank you so much for making our dream a reality." Yeonjun echoed those sentiments, "I think MOA is the whole reason we keep going."

At one point, the group brought out lightsticks, and each member took a section and showed off different movements, all which exemplified the respective member's personalities.

Yeonjun got the crowd moving even more by teaching the "Happy Fools" dance. The members then went to different sections to watch MOA perform, highlighting some audience members on a big screen.

“I will cherish every moment I spent together with MOA in my heart,” said Hueningkai toward the concert's end.

“As always, our MOAs did not disappoint from start to finish,” said Beomgyu. “You’re the best.”

Tomorrow X Together 'Act: Sweet Mirage' tour setlist

Blue Hour

Can’t We Just Leave The Monster Alive?

Drama

No Rules

Cat & Dog (English ver.)

9 and Three Quarters (Run Away)

We Lost The Summer

Can’t You See Me?

0X1=LOVESONG (I Know I Love You)

LO$ER=LO♡ER

Dear Sputnik

Magic

Opening Sequence

Anti-Romantic

Eternally

Good Boy Gone Bad

Tinnitus

Devil by the Window

Angel or Devil

Ice Cream

Happy Fools

Sugar Rush Ride

Farewell, Neverland

Blue Spring

Our Summer

[siremasterlawrence]

The End Of The Heroic Age: Superman’s Rebellion

It has been like whirlwind adventure for me in the take down of Superman the flying man of fools, I enter one portal and exit another one leading to his own downfall how wonderful.

Poor Clark he has no idea that in a varied world were countless men with the same name but very different out looks carry his mantle a multiverse of insanity ensure each one has bowed at my feet.

Unfortunately, my body comes curling down like a meteor in a hot fiery bath of hot blue flame across my the sky going into this new world Clark Kent’s attention rather quickly as he sits with Lois at a dinner.

I have no idea why I went back in time upon my landing but it is 1970 something I can tell by the clothing design and the ugly building structures and the faint vocal coos of the carpenters blowing in the wind.

I shatter through some portal creating many shards of invisible glass breaking without a single cut. I buckle my feet in pulling them to my torso and flip till I somersault landing with gymnastic level of perfection.

Clark is in the midst of revealing his identity to his girlfriend and co-worker worldwide renown Pulitzer Prize winning reporter for our very own Metropolis The Daily Planet home of Perry White.

A loud boom hits the ground shaking the city to its core hitting Clark’s senses right on contact he turns hus face instantly picking up everything. He stares outward with his x-ray his vision locating the scene his eyes pan the area.

The fume emitting from Lois ears at the words of what Clark was about to utter to excuse himself for the one hundredth and eighth time as he runs off to god knows what he does.

Cinematic beauty unfolds as Clark pays thecheck racing out of the dinner speeding to the otherwide block. He jolts in to the alley way down another block he passes a line of civilians to the phone booth closing it he spins out of his suit in to his costume.

Clark exits the phone booth in a whoosh of wind he floats off the ground breaking every known law of physics he then cracks the time barrier flying over countless cities using his x-Ray visions to find me.

Cool I wait for him to arrive with that air of confidence and that expression of I am the most powerful man. The arrogant good ole American attitude that precludes all men of his type or status if were Superman all day.

We are in the midst of stand off with me in a moment of excitement I have felt the rush of over and over again. He stops standing still his arms cross and he begins to scan the area as if he is on surveillance.

“I sense a disturbance here from hundreds of miles away, I am guessing you are the cause of that. I would advise you to leave but I am pretty sure you won’t take kindly to that.”

“Superman! In all your glory I see not very impressing sorry to say. I can’t help you with that though.”

“I want to end this as quickly as possible give up.”

“Or what Supper Pussy”

“If that is how you want to play it.”

“Oh! I definitely do.”

“You seem way to confident for someone so young. What evil scheme do you deign to try and unleash now?”

“Evil? Hardly! All I want so to have some fun with you just like all the rest.”

“What are you talking about you obsessive psychopath?”

“Be careful Clark! I can be your friend, your enemy or your end. You choose they all did.”

“No! This cannot be possible”

“They all felt the same way fist it could be fun to watch if it was not so pointless. Futile attempts to defeat me always end in the same way. I win.”

The great Superman is left confounded for the first time in his life as the area grows pitch back dark and I fade in to the back he chases after me.

He stops in the middle of nowhere watching the darkness lighten a bit a shooting star can be seen in the sky then like an early stock film camera it rolls on.

Images of every version of Clark Kent’s life I have conquered in his personal life and his

professional life as Clark. The rock landing from his home planet of krypton to show pen childhood.

Exiting the bus in Metropolis for the first time he off loads his stuff in a brand new apartment. Dawning the Superman costume with a whole new person eviscerating all go Clark’s identity.

His life is left in shambles as I return to the fray with one lays ditch effort the air flows under his feet. He propels towards me all ski power in his hand he throws one punch I easily catch.

“Bastard? How did you do this to me I mean to us.”

“Your own ego is your downfall Clark and you can’t even see it.”

“I have no ego, they call me Boy Scout.”

“Your ego is your own power, duality and existence.”

“Being Superman means being strong, being powerful and never needing help.”

“You are a one man band, rarely lose and everyone wants what you have.”

“You are like a great empire eventually they all have of fall. I am merely the one tips you off your shoulder. Feel lucky Clark the other version of you I fought, I manipulated, I broke mentally, but you are suffering the cinder of that. You will never win this game because reality has let you fall prey to me therefore you are what they all led too.”

“Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“Go head l! Keep fighting it as it erases all of your will free will.”

“Keep challenging your proper ending.”

“Every punch kick is fighting your own self”

“The walls of self preservation are falling .”

“I am the winner”

“Try as you might”

“You know I am right “

“Nnnnnooooooo!”

“I am sorry Lois”

“Who cares about Lois?”

“Yes Master! Put me to your will”

The end

[chevvy-yates]

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Something important I have to add:

I've read it a lot of times over the past few months now and I just wanna add my thoughts concerning this.

I know you guys always mean it in a cute and nice way, and I'm not angry about it but I just wanna tell you that Vijay was never an emo boy.

I get why you say it, believe me! It's just— I think this term could present him in a false light — after all the emo scene, thanks to mainstream media, often sadly used to be shown in a negative light (I don't think I have to extend this any further). I was a teen myself when this scene slowly emerged outta nowhere. People used to call me a satanist before they changed over to call me emo instead — just because I like to wear black(?), and have a more fancy looking hair style(?) and guess what? I was none of the two. Never. I am just me. Wanna pigeon-hole me, go with Visual Kei instead, that fits me the most.

But I'm trailing off and it's about my ginger boy: So is Vijay — just Vijay! Ofc, he may feel certain things more deeply as a Picses born, but it has nothing to do with his looks, a certain subculture youth scene nor said music genre with very emotional lyrics he may find a bit of himself in or not. Vijay sees every music genre he likes to listen to as ‘emotional’ because it moves something deep inside him, otherwise he wouldn't listen to it if it didn't and his taste for music reaches from 80s, 90s to Rock and Nu Metal, over to Pop and Rap and back again to Industrial and even Techno.

When I look at his 2065-68 self, I see his 'rowdy phase' instead and I would like others see it like this as well — be a bit punky, do some anarchy, do even something bad: vandalism, steal something, hack the systems, blow up cars, blow up people (yes) — not some emo fashion style and tbh, I don’t even see in his style I chose for him any style that can be assigned to some emo looks. It’s more punk-ish to me — if at all, if I had to define this with a certain style. But emo? srsly. google emo boy and compare it with my vp of 2068 Vijay – there's literally no conformity.

I assume, somehow he may appear to most people looking at him as a sad boy, especially with that past look, but that's more because he sorta looks detached (you can notice this state of him in all his years), he spends a lot of time in his head thinking, so facial expressions tend to slip. Of course, he may be sad at times, everyone is but he's a very optimistic guy, always looking towards the future and rarely back. He's the one who gives the prep talks and wants to help others. Yes, he had a sad childhood and yes, it was sad that his parents didn't care much about him, but guess what? He has put that behind himself. He dealt with it and looks forward, he doesn't need them. His friends are his family. He doesn't live in the past. If you continue to live in the past you'll never feel good and make your life better. The only real problem he has, has to do with a certain incident and bad things he did in the past he needs to face and finally talk with someone about it (because he never did), and that’s it.

I hope you understand what I wanted to say, it’s not easy for me to express and I hope I didn’t tackle anyone with that now. I just wanna say: Call Vijay sunshine boy, call him cutie, call him cinnamon roll, sweet ginger, jelly bean or whatever you can think of but please stop calling him emo boy.

Vijay is very, very dear to me — and so is Ryder too and same goes for him as well. If you wanna pidgeon-hole him: Raver boy is the right word to use. He even calles himself a Raver because he sees himself as a part of the scene (Vijay on the opposite does not see himself in any scene at all - he just happened to live with some outlas in portland where some of them have have conidered themselves as punks, vampires and what not but that doesn't mean he needed to do that as well).

Thank you for reading if you made it to this point! you are loved <3