#this show is so good i need to inject it into my veins
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
"You all are in the presence of things that this world has never seen, and for the most part, those things are looking at you as peers."
sorry, aabria, THAT IS A CRAZY TIDBIT OF INFORMATION TO DROP? i'm so excited to see where this is gonna end up going?? holy cow i'm left speechless by this story again and again
#dimension 20#misfits and magic#mismag#whitney jammer#aabria iyengar#mismag spoilers#this show is so good i need to inject it into my veins#carry it with me wherever i go
623 notes
·
View notes
Text
AGAPE - JINX X READER
contains: fluff, g/n reader, really short, no proofread
warnings: none
summary: you help jinx fall asleep.
A/N: This is my first time ever writing one of these!! I hope you enjoy. Sorry if she seems a little out of character, I’ll write a better one soon lolz.
“Jinx..?” You called softly from the couch in her.. “room.” She had been sitting at her desk for hours now, and all you could hear was mumbled curses and what sounded like power tools every so often. And the occasional spray paint can, of course.
When you didn’t get an answer, you huffed and rolled your eyes. She had said she’d be done a while ago. You trot closer to her, rubbing your sleepy eyes. But as soon as you see her hunched over form, you know something’s wrong.
Her shoulders are tense, and the way her hair is frizzy around her braids shows she’s been tugging at it. She fiddles around with some odd thing she’s creating, her nimble fingers making it look effortless.
“God dammit..” She mumbled, a small groan leaving her lips. You step closer slowly, tapping her shoulder. She slowly glanced up, a tired look on her face.
“You know, you said you’d be done a while ago.” You say, crossing your arms over your chest. She rolls her eyes and smirks a little. “Got carried away. Sorry, toots.”
She goes to look back down at her.. well, whatever the hell she was making, and you quickly stop her.
“C’mon, Jinx. It’s late.” You give her a bit of a look, which earns a small groan from her. “You always are bothering me..” She huffs out as she stands up from her chair. You know it came from a place of love.
You were really one of the only people she trusted these days. Where everyone else failed, you seemed to not. It was almost fascinating to her. Jinx had gone so long keeping everyone at a distance, safe for the few she was close with.
But something about you.. just made her love you. She did kinda hate it. She’d say it was because you turned her into a lame sap, but deep down it’s because she’s scared.
Loving something meant you now have something to lose. And that was never a good thing.
She stretched, a few bones cracking. You smiled a little at how sleepy she seemed. “Those energy drinks ain’t working anymore, huh?” You teased, tugging lightly on her arm towards the couch. “I need to inject it into my veins.” She whined and you chuckled lightly.
You plopped down against the couch and she followed, flopping down right on top of you. A small sigh left her lips, and you could feel the tension leave her body. As if on cue, you rested a hand in her hair, running it over the blue braids.
“You ever gonna cut all this hair?” You spoke softly, watching as she cuddled into you. She shrugged. “I dunno. I think it’s part of my whole.. persona now.” She grinned and you rolled your eyes playfully.
“If you ever want to, i’ll help. Make it look all nice and not choppy.” You suggested. Her chin was resting on your chest. She gazed into your eyes for a moment, and it was a bit intimidating.
The way her eyes gleamed pink, almost blowing. You’d seen those eyes hold all different kinds of emotions, and still the intensity of them never failed to make you shiver.
Jinx then suddenly pressed a bunch of kisses to your face, and you squeaked before giggling. “W-what are you doing?” You spoke through giggles. She pulled away, a smug look on her face before she settled back down onto you. You could only imagine how dazed you look, all goofy and smitten with a bunch of dark kiss marks on your face.
“Just wanted to kiss you.” She hummed out, closing her eyes as she buried her face in her arms. Something she always did when she slept. You’d know. You spent so many nights just watching her as she slept peacefully.
You snorted. “God, you’re such a sap.” You spoke, continuing to play with her blue locks. “Your fault.” She retorted. A small smile remained on your lips as you sighed and cuddled close to her.
“Goodnight, Jinx.” You whispered softly, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
She didn’t say anything, but you did hear her huff softly, and she cuddled closer into you.
Actions always speak louder than words.
#arcane#jinx arcane#jinx x reader#fluff#fanfic#league of legends#gender neutral reader#arcane fanfic
426 notes
·
View notes
Note
more mad scientist ford?? he does stuff to us PLEASE
im not very proud of my writing and ideas, im sorry
tags: sexual themes, injection, syringe, experiment, slapping, fem reader
⚛︎ :•.🧪 mad scientist!Ford
You’re sitting on the edge of his lab table, your legs swinging slightly, fingers gripping the cold metal edge because of nervousness. The sterile, sharp smell of antiseptic and strange chemicals fills the air, while Ford is focused on a task, meticulously preparing his latest experiment.
You try to exude nonchalance, crossing your legs and shifting on the table, but your heart races beneath your calm facade. The moment he glances your way, it feels like being placed under a microscope, scrutinized and exposed in the most intimate way.
“Well, well, well,” Ford’s voice is low and smooth and he straightens, finally directing his full attention at you. His gloved hands adjust the mask covering his mouth and he lifts a syringe filled with a luminous green liquid that glows like toxic emeralds. The eerie glow of his lab lights casts sharp shadows over his face, making his expression look even more predatory. “why so scared, darling?"
His voice, muffled slightly through the mask, sounds mocking, amused as he steps closer. “don’t tell me you’re worried about growing an extra finger?” he holds up one of his gloved hands, wiggling his six fingers with a smirk.
You bite your lip, forcing yourself to maintain eye contact, to stay still despite the gleaming needle hovering dangerously near. “No, not scared,” you manage to whisper, your voice softer than you intended, laden with a mixture of fear and something close to excitement.
He tilts his head. “Oh? playing brave, are we?” his gloved hand grips your thigh, fingers pressing enough to keep you still.
“Hold still, darling,” he brings the syringe closer to your skin, hovering just above your arm. “It’ll only hurt if you move.”
“Doctor Pines, wait—” you breathe, panic creeping into your chest.
“Relax, sweetheart, you’ll be just fine. Just a little poke.”
He doesn’t give you time to answer. Your breath catches as the needle breaks the skin, sharp, immediate, sending a sting through you. You wince, lips parting as the burn of whatever he’s injected starts to settle in, spreading like a strange warmth under your skin.
“There you go, just like that,” he whispers, tracing his fingers over your arm, lingering on your skin with a slow touch, as if rewarding you for your compliance. “such a good girl, holding still for me. . .”
You shiver, heat rushing through your veins and you don’t know if it’s from injection or the way his voice sounds, how he praises and calms you.
“Didn’t think you’d be this obedient,” Ford adds, his lips brushing perilously close to your ear. His gloved fingers caress your jaw, tilting your face up so you’re forced to meet his dark, satisfied gaze. “you’re being so brave, it’s making me want to reward you.”
You look at him with big eyes as his gaze drops to your lips, oh yes, his kiss would be the best reward. Please, please, kiss me, dr. Pines. You try to not move so much, but it’s impossible – your body reacts to him, every nerve tingling under his touch, you need him badly, need him to touch you, to kiss you.
The injection burns, a slow, simmering heat that radiates through your veins, sinking deep into your muscles. You bite your lip, stifling a gasp as the sensation settles, spreading warmth to places you didn’t expect.
Ford steps back, his expression shifting to one of cold concentration as he scribbles notes. “Interesting,” he murmurs, not even glancing up as he jots down observations. “Subject shows signs of heightened arousal after the introduction of the serum. Fascinating. . .” and you can’t shake the feeling that you’re just a part of his grand experiment while he continues muttering about “accelerated responses” and “stimulated neurochemistry”.
“Localized reaction along the bloodstream, increased dilation, elevated pulse,” he notes, clearly more engrossed in his findings than in your squirming.
Then, he closes his notebook and steps forward, positioning himself right between your legs.
You suck in a breath, heat pooling in your stomach and it’s like every nerve is suddenly alive under his fingertips.
“Well?” he murmurs, his thumb tracing circles over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. “what are you feeling, sweetheart? any noticeable side effects?”
“I. . . I feel. . .” you trail off, your voice faltering as his hand slides up, resting on your lower back, pulling you forward, bringing your bodies even closer. “I feel hot, doctor Pines.” words slipping from your lips in a dazed, needy whisper. The embarrassment only making you more aware of how desperate you are under his hands.
His eyes spark with interest, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. One hand moves up, cupping your breast with a lazy grip, his thumb brushing over you in slow, teasing circles. His eyes stay locked on your face, watching every little gasp, every shiver, the way you look at him with parted lips, half-lidded eyes, breathing heavily. And then he grips harder, digging his fingers in as he rolls your breast under his palm, testing your reactions with every squeeze.
You arch into his touch, a whimper spilling from your mouth and that only spurs him on.
“Sensitive, aren’t you?” Ford squeezes harder, rougher, his grip verging on painful, but it only fuels the heat building inside you, making you ache.
Then, without warning, his hand leaves your breast and a sudden, sharp slap lands across your cheek, startling you, the sting blooming hot and fast on your skin. However, that only makes you press your thighs together, desperate for more.
“Look at you, so responsive. This formula might be my best work yet!”
And that’s why, hours later, you stumble out of his lab with trembling legs, your mind hazy and his seed slowly dripping down your thighs.
#gravity falls x reader#gravity falls x you#x reader#gravity falls#gravity falls smut#ford pines x reader#ford pines smut#stanford pines#ford x reader#stanford pines x you#stanford pines x reader#ford pines x you#gravity falls fanfic#gravity falls headcanons
269 notes
·
View notes
Text
This Week in BL - Screw everything else inject On1y into my damn veins
Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.
Aug 2024 Week 4
Ongoing Series - Thai
Monster Next Door (Thai Thurs Gaga ) eps 5-6 of 12 - Extreme introvert dealing with a very hot, very drunk, very affectionate extrovert was an excellent experience all around. “I was drunk and talking out of my ass, but I wasn’t lying” maybe one of the world’s greatest confessions. How meta that he’s checking out the book of the story that he’s in. Carry on boys, very enjoyable, very Thai BL.
My Love Mix-Up Th (Fri YT) ep 12 fin - It’s cute. They are all very cute. I do like it when high school BL gives us a coming out sequence. I know it’s old-fashioned, but it’s a trope that goes with this particular setting really well, and I just like it when it’s done nicely. I’m not sure I needed it to totally dominate the final episode of the series. But it was fine.
I gotta say, Fourth is an absolutely outstanding actor. He really did knocked it out of the park in this last episode especially.
In conclusion:
It was fine and it was charming, but it was also a little lackluster. Thailand managed to take one of Japan's softest cutest most bonkers BLs in recent memory and make it softer and cuter and... dull. They did this by watering it down. JBLs almost always have an edge to them, even the rom-coms, by dulling the edge, MLMU lost a great deal of the sparkle and tension as well. What an office setting managed to mostly maintain in the consummate hands of TayNew felt somewhat lackluster when handed off to the next generation and a high school setting. Cherry Magic was a lovely reinterpretation, Mix Up was an amateur's watercolor rendition of a colorful oil painting. Am I being harsh? G4 tried their best, and Fourth turned in some outrageously good acting in the latter half. But the show? It was fine. If you like water colors and you haven't seen (and loved) Kieta Hatsukoi. 8/10
This Love Doesn't Have Long Beans (Fri iQIYI) ep 8 fin - This was the first hint we got that the lead's relationship was anything more than sexual. And it was utilized for a breakup?! JJ and Wan's friendship is the best thing about this show. PWan selling JJ out to Methas was great. I was modestly delighted by the big fuck off ownership engagement ring. I admire a boy who likes to mark his territory with bling. I actually thought this was a decent final episode. If very rushed. I know, in general this ending was objectively weak, but I grinned the entire time, so I can’t really complain that much.
Final thoughts?
A story about a kid who infiltrates a cooking competition under false pretenses and then has to deal with the consequences when he falls in love with the head chef. The side couple is a poor little rich boy meets physical therapist (morality chain). The core friendships are excellent and the chemistry cannot be faulted across the (charcuterie) board. What this show lacks in substance it makes up for in health code violations. It was all chili all the time. Considering that the plot centered on betrayal but the romantic relationship never sweetened enough to balance that bitterness; one could be forgiven for throwing this one in the compost. But I got over all its weaknesses in flavor balancing for an ultimately satisfying meal, with a great dessert course. I've always loved spicy food. Plus the blooper reels were fantastic. 8/10
Addicted Heroin (Thai Tues WeTV) ep 2 of 10 - I like the side couple a lot. It’s nice to see that dynamic developed (as it wasn't in the CBL version). Of course, Thailand leans into a secondary couple, but I also like the super popular jock + geeky boy who couldn’t care less. You know what? I’m actually really enjoying this. And yes, I AM biased because it's August. (Wait, that could be taken several different ways this month. But you know what I mean.) Anygay, this is a lot softer than the original, and so Hero is much more of a pining character and less harsh. But I'm still enjoying it. I like the stepbrothers trope (we don’t get it very much from Thailand), and I enjoy the beats and pulses of this particular story. We will see if it derails into inconsequence and lack of conflict the way My Love Mixup did.
Sunset X Vibes (Sat iQIYI) ep 11 of 12 - I’m enjoying this show but it should’ve been just 10 eps. It’s feeling bloated at this juncture. That said, I loved our little GL kiss. Very pretty. I also really like the bit with Sam and Yo flirting with each other. Sam trying to get Yo to call him P'Sam was fucking brilliant. And then slipping in all of those nongs. Delightful. Linguistic negotiation, it's what's for dinner... along with Sam's d**k apparently. I frankly did not think they would take this couple that far. So, thank you very much everybody involved.
Battle of the Writers (Sun YT) ep 4 of 12 - I do enjoy watching Yim freak out and fall in love all over again. The reality is still better for me than the fantasy parts, but it’s all fun enough. The magic mushrooms bit was odd. In fact, there is definitely a core tenor of ODD going on with the show. Which I’m accustomed to from Japan but I’m not really sure about from Thailand. Thus I remain engaged but suspicious of this BL.
I Saw You in My Dream (Weds Gaga) ep 6 of 12 - Yu wants to take his baby on a trip, gets thwarted by his younger brother. Ouch. I really do think it’s time for Ai to tell Yu what’s going on with his dreams! Drunken boyfriend bolster pillow is a fav trope of mine. As usual, I’m catching second lead syndrome. What? I liked the rich boy badminton player. And then he picked up a guitar. Oh well.
The Trainee (Sun YouTube) ep 8 of 12 - No one cares about the hets. He was jelly? Cute. Also kinda an arse, by hey this is BL.
Ongoing Series - Not Thai
The On1y One (Taiwan Thurs Gaga) eps 1-2 of 12 - announced in 2023, high school, stepbrothers, and is reputed to be high heat. Based on a novel Mou Mou + the Your Name Engraved Herein team.
ARE YOU READY? I'M GOING TO NOT SO QUIETLY LOSE MY DAMN MIND
This is old-school BL and it’s bloody fantastic. Tsundere seme to beat all tsundere (smartest + tallest + bestest at everything but people) meets socially-ept cutie smart-ass protag.
They living together by end of ep 1 and start kissing by end of ep 2.
There is an Unknown quality to this, and that I love. Also, and ironic to say this while Addicted Heroin Th is airing, but this REALLY reminds me of Addicted. It’s so fucking good. I am all in on this show. Shut up while this eats my life.
Cosmetic Playlover (Japan Tues Gaga) eps 5-6 of 8 - Of course! The POV shift to the seme character at ep 5! How could I forget? Japan loves this beat! AND.... The running of the gays. And a use of a first name! So darling. Also some crazy great communication and conversation that is NOT a hallmark of Japan. Sahashi is so very possessive. I loved the switch that went on in his brain and the mania in his eyes when he thought someone else was interested in Natsume. I continue to love this.
I Hear the Sunspot AKA Hidamari ga Kikoeru (Japan Weds Gaga) ep 10 of 12 - I’m never going to like Maya. Sorry. And the leads were separated for most of this episodes so it was largely disappointing. I did like the insight into the way T sees the world, and sees the alienation of a disability and what it's dong to his friend. It’s very empathic. He’s such an appealing character in his obtuse bull-headed way.
Seoul Blues (Korea Fri? YouTube) ep 2 of 8 - It’s intriguing, and I'm happy to have anything from Korea on my dash. But, like Blue Boys, I’m not entirely sure if I like it or not.
First Note Of Love (Taiwan Mon Gaga) eps 3-4 of 12 - This may be Taiwan but I’m still in the "no singing" camp. I’m getting a slightly better chemistry feel off the leads in this episode. I’m not sure if they’re keeping it stiff because the younger character is under age or if it’s just that the actors aren’t there yet? (In other words is this a directing choice or a performance issue?)
Takara's Treasure AKA Takara No Vidro (Japan Mon Gaga) ep 8 of 10 - I've finally come down firmly on the fact that it’s the uneven power distribution (in terms of interest and enthusiasm for the relationship) that I dislike about this show. Generally, I like a power dynamic differential, kinky and all that. But this particular dynamic, when it’s the weaker personality that’s so much more into the stronger one? I never like it, unless it engages a serious pivot at some point. (See My Personal Weatherman or Takara & Amagi.)
It's airing but...
Sugar Dog Life (Japan Sun grey) ep 3 of 10 - I was really loving this one but I can't find ep 3 anywhere so I guess I gotta wait it out. I hope I get to see it eventually.
4 Minutes (Sat Gaga) eps 1-6 of 8 - Gaga picked this one up so we can watch it there. If I have time, I'll get caught up and put it into rotation.
In case you missed it
Meet You at the Blossom (China) - I'm eating crow, binging the fucker, and live blogging.
The Time of Fever AKA Unintentional Love Story 2 (Korea movie) trailer IS COMING IN SEPTEMBER!!!! (Yeah this is gonna sit here until then).
Next Week Looks Like This:
Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.
Coming Next Month:
The Time of Fever (Korea)
9/1 Live in Love (Thai)
9/3 Happy of the End (Japan)
9/6 Kidnap (Thai)
9/7 The Hidden Moon (Thai)
9/9 Jack & Joker (Thai)
9/14 Love Sick 2024 (Thai)
9/17 Love is Like a Poison AKA Doku Koi: Doku mo Sugireba Koi to Naru (Japan)
More deets next week. It's late and I'm tired.
THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS
It was pretty. I am very shallow.
Even more pretty. Petition to have Tenon with his shirt off and hair back in every subsequent Thai BL? Just because.
(SunsetXVibes)
(Last week)
Streaming services are listed by how I (usually) watch, which is with a USA based IP, and often offset by a day because time zones are a pain.
The tag BLigade: @doorajar @solitaryandwandering @my-rose-tinted-glasses @babymbbatinygirl @babymbbatinygirl @isisanna-blog @mmastertheone @pickletrip @aliceisathome @urikawa-miyuki @tokillamonger @sunflower-positiiivity @rocketturtle4 @blglplus @anythinggoesintheshire @everlightly @renafire @mestizashinrin @bl-bam-beyond @small-dark-and-delicious @saezurumurmurs
Sigh, Tumblr in its infinite wisdom doesn't like too many tags.
#this week in BL#BL updates#sunset x vibes#Addicted Heroin#My Love Mix-Up Th review#SunsetXVibes#This Love Doesn't Have Long Beans review#The Traineee the series#Monster Next Door#Sugar Dog Life#Seoul Blues#I Saw You in My Dream#Cosmetic Playlover#I Hear the Sunspot#Hidamari ga Kikoeru#Takara's Treasure#Takara No Vidro#The On1y One#First Note of Love#upcoming BL#BL news#BL reviews#BL gossip#Thai BL#Japanese BL#live action yaoi#Koren BL#BL starting soon#BL coming soon#new BL
201 notes
·
View notes
Text
VAN DER LINDE GIRL
arthur morgan oneshot!
pairing: low honor!arthur morgan x oc (name or looks not specified)
cw: please refrain from reading if you're uncomfortable with mentions of human trafficking, arthur is a selfish asshole, fingering, missionary, cowgirl, unprotected piv, alcohol abuse, manipulation to a certain extent, sex workers, Dutch owns OC, but there isn't a romatic relationship, OC is in love with Arthur, NSFW, MDNI
wc: roughly 2.9k
summary: Dutch has something Arthur wants. And if Arthur wants something, he's going to take it and claim it.
an: this is loosely inspired by Gibson Girl by Ethel Cain. i'd never dare to disrepect a song or an artist. please take it with a BIG grain of salt. i've recently became obsessed with her music and some of her songs had inspired me to write again. if you look at the lyrics of this song, i tried to incorporate them in this oneshot. i tried to capture the meaning of this song only very loosely in this oneshot - you may find some aspects of it in it with some of my own added pieces.
proofread but there may be grammar or spelling errors regardless.
tags: @frillydolle <3
➽─────────────────────❥
The evening air was sharp against his skin, like thousands of needles piercing his flesh, injecting poison into his veins. Beads of sweat rolled down his temples, his hair damp from the humidity surrounding him. He pinched the bridge of his nose and made his way through the camp toward Dutch's tent. The plan had to work tonight. The tension in his muscles, coiled and ready to snap, made his vision blur with rage, always on edge. And the only thing that could make it bearable was her. More specifically, sex with her. The countless nights spent alone in his cot, fantasizing about her naked body, his hand around his throbbing shaft—her breasts, the valley between them, her ass, the curve of her spine as it arched under the force of his thrusts. He imagined taking her, showing her pleasure like Dutch never could. There was nobody else, and he was so selfish about it. No other woman could rile him like she did. She occupied his mind, lived there rent-free, and it was driving him mad. The fact that she was Dutch’s most prized possession only made it worse. He swore he could burn down an entire town if it meant she was his and not Dutch's.
His steps were heavy with the weight of his desires. He rolled his shoulders in frustration, shaking off the chill in his bones, then cleared his throat before calling Dutch's name.
"How 'bout we saddle up and grab us a drink, son?"
The plan was simple: get Dutch as drunk as possible, preferably until he passed out, then ride to her house and fuck her senseless. He knew it would be impossible to get to her with Dutch always nagging about money. Arthur never understood Dutch's obsession with cash, especially when the infamous leader was secretly running a side business with working girls in Saint Denis.
The hustle involved private sex workers. Dutch would find young women, desperate for money and preferably without family, and recruit them to work for him. By day, they appeared as ordinary women on the streets of Saint Denis, but when night fell, they spread their legs for rich men in the privacy of their own homes.
The woman who consumed Arthur's thoughts was part of that hustle, and for some strange reason, she was Dutch's favorite. He kept her for himself, the selfish bastard. The knowledge crawled under Arthur’s skin, gnawing at anything soft or good inside him. All that remained was poison, disguised as jealousy and the burning need to possess her.
So, the two older men mounted their horses and rode out of camp toward town. The ride felt interminable for Arthur, his thoughts sinking deeper into a sea of frustration. He couldn’t help but fantasize about devouring her, marking her body with bruises of pure want. Dutch's words about the next plan seemed to fall on deaf ears. All Arthur could do was give him a hard stare, indifferent to whether Dutch noticed. After all, soon enough, Dutch wouldn't remember a thing about tonight.
They both dismounted, hitched their horses, and strode into the saloon, heading straight for the bar.
"Two glasses of whiskey, sir," Dutch barked at the bartender, slamming two dollar bills onto the counter. The bartender nodded, grabbed a bottle of whiskey, and poured two glasses.
Arthur watched Dutch down his shot, then raise his glass with a muttered, "To this night," before swallowing the thick liquid that burned its way down his throat.
A few more drinks and countless stories later, Dutch’s legs grew unsteady. After another two glasses and a heartfelt speech about how much he appreciated Arthur, his head dropped onto the counter, magnetized by exhaustion. Arthur patted his back, slipped a five-dollar bill to the bartender, exchanged goodbyes, and made his way out of the saloon.
The tension in his legs, fueled by the alcohol, only intensified. He could feel an indescribable warmth spreading through his flesh. A shiver of excitement ran down his spine, and his fingertips tingled with anticipation.
At half-past one, he knocked on her door. No answer. A minute later, he grabbed a cigarette from his pack, lit it, and took a drag. Then he knocked again, this time with more force. The door creaked open, revealing her face, peeking through the narrow gap.
"You open that door for just anyone?" he rasped, the cigarette swaying between his lips. "At this hour?" He raised a brow.
Without a word, she stepped back, revealing the interior of her apartment. Arthur took one last drag of his cigarette before flicking it to the ground and stepping inside.
"What do you want?" she asked, her voice thick with sleep.
Arthur moved around her kitchen, inspecting the utensils, the counter, the sink, before pulling out a chair from the table. He lowered himself into it, crossing one leg over the other. She stood there in her nightgown, watching him, before clearing her throat to repeat her question.
"What do you wan—"
"Heard ya the first time."
She stood, dumbfounded, scanning him from head to toe.
"C'mere." He motioned with a hand, and she hesitantly took a step closer.
Arthur uncrossed his legs, his hand resting on her hip, pulling her closer. She gasped meekly, shifting on the wooden floor.
"Ever get that feelin' like you're after something real bad, but deep down you know it ain't never gonna be yours?"
She stayed silent, the rhythmic thud of her heartbeat the only sound in the room. After a moment, she nodded.
"Hmm. Ever got it?"
She shook her head.
"Thought so. The difference between you and me is, I ain't waitin' around for nothin'. When I want it, I take it."
Her face scrunched in confusion, and she raised an eyebrow at him.
"That's why I'm here tonight. Dutch has somethin’ in his hands, and I aim to make it mine."
His thumb traced a slow, repetitive pattern on her hip, his eyes peeking up at her from beneath the brim of his hat like a predator in the shadows. She bit her lip, a heat blooming deep in her stomach, and she exhaled a slow breath.
Her hands found their way to his broad shoulders, the muscles rippling under his shirt as he drew her close. His arms circled her waist, pulling her between his spread legs. His nose brushed the curve under her breast, his lips pressing lightly against her skin through the thin fabric of her nightgown.
She tilted her head back, her eyes closing to absorb the feeling of his presence consuming her. The scent of gunpowder, sweat, and musk, tinged with a hint of vanilla, enveloped her, shutting down her rational thoughts.
When she opened her eyes again, she met his gaze—dark, hungry. She felt a surge of arousal between her thighs, and she rubbed her legs together. There was something so erotic in his eyes—the way he looked at her, the way his hands explored her hips and thighs, the fact that she was betraying Dutch and letting his trusted son make her feel this way. But it wasn’t like Dutch and she had a real relationship. He owned her body, not her soul. It was Arthur who owned her soul, pure and only his to do as he pleased. And he was about to claim it.
One of his hands slid beneath the hem of her skirt, his fingers grazing her knee, then moving upwards to the waistband of her bloomers. Her fingers curled around the fabric of his shirt, and he leaned in to kiss her stomach, his other hand pulling her bloomers down her legs.
Her eyes locked with his, the pupils dilated, as she pulled off his worn hat, revealing his crown of brown hair. He inhaled her scent deeply, then stood, grabbing both of her ass cheeks in his hands. She yelped, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him into a fierce kiss. He wrapped her thighs around his waist.
It took him no more than a few steps before he laid her on her bed. Careful not to crush her, he laid her down on her bed, then pulled away from her momentarily to pull the shirt restricting him from further action over his head and he tossed it over his shoulder somewhere on the wooden floor. With a sharp pull of his teeth, he took off his leather gloves and dropped them on the pile at his feet.
She watched him with lust in her eyes, mentally stripping him entirely, piece by piece until there was nothing left. Her thighs rubbed together at the outline of his cock in his pants and he unzipped them dismissively with practiced ease to free himself from the unbearable restraint. Noticing her hungry gaze, he gave himself a few strokes which made her bite her lip and pull the nightgown over her head, too. He crawled between the sprawl of her legs, his breathing hard, his chest heaving and eyes churning with undeniable arousal.
"I want to claim you." The tone of his voice sent goosebumps and electrifying shocks down her spinal cord, the hair on her arms and back of her neck rising as he traced the back of his finger along her jaw towards the shell of her ear.
A shudder of breath came past her lips. His hands explored her pale skin, beautiful and neat unlike his—endless scars scattered across his torso, healed yet ugly and a constant reminder of the life he's living. His stomach was flush againt her own, his pulsating cock pressed againt her skin. She mewled at the marvel of the moment, gently slipping her hand between their bodies to seize his length, her fingers curling around it.
"Woman, you ain’t got the slightest idea what you’re stirrin’ up in me."
She gave him a few languid strokes with a flick of her wrist, her thumb coming to press at his slit on top and he shuddered above her, lips teasingly nipping at the skin on her neck, leaving a glistening trail in its wake. He thrust his hips into her palm, desperately seeking the friction he needed to ease the tension he had been suppressing all this time.
He felt as though he could shatter into a million pieces right now, and she would be there to gather them, to piece him back together. All his, not Dutch's. The primal urge to take charge, to claim control, settled deeply in his bones. The simple fact that she was now under his control, doing things to him he had only imagined in the solitude of his cot, was enough to shatter his patience in an instant.
He lowered himself to her face, capturing her lips. His tongue invaded her mouth and she gasped into the kiss, feeling his dick twitch in her grasp as she ran the pad of her thumb along one of his veins. She spread her legs around his torso, locking her ankles at his lower back.
"I want you to fuck me, Arthur," she cooed against his lips, her nails scraping at his back with each buck of his hips into her hand.
He groaned in response, pulling at her bottom lip with his teeth before lowering his head to the underside of her jaw, kissing his way down her collar bone until he reached her breast. His mouth closed around her nipple then suckled and her eyes fluttered shut. Her hand released his weeping cock and glided upwards his stomach, soflty ghosting over the density of his muscles before landing upon his hair and her fingers sweeped back the moist strands hanging down his forehead.
With a soft pop he drew himself back from her, catching a glimpse of her gaze and locking his eyes on hers. Something dark churned behind his eyes and she shivered underneath him.
Giving himself a few strokes at hand, he aligned himself with her entrance, hissed under his breath when his tip pushed inside and slipped in easily. She choked on her breath, scratching her nails down his back.
He set a slow, torturing pace, his thrusts tantalizing, hard yet slow. She squirmed under his frame and gasped a plea. His lips captured hers, tongue protrding inside of her mouth in a rough manner, the kiss aggressive, filled with passion and deep rooted lust. Her walls fluttered around him with each thrust of his cock, his hips flushed against hers with every glide of his length inside of her.
She gasped again and his lips were on hers, panting hard against her mouth. His hand palmed her ass cheek, pulling her hips closer to his to close the already narrow gap between them and to angle her to his liking. The tip of his dick hit that sweet spot inside of her, the action making her moan in surprise. He chuckled with satisfaction as he fucked her weak body into her sheets. She cried out his name again and again.
"Good girl," he drawled as he bit down on her collar bone sending her over the edge with a hard moan. He groaned against her skin as he came, too, filling her up with his spend.
She squirmed slightly, feeling his cum seep out of her pussy and trickle down on the sheets. He panted against her chest, his breathing slowly coming down to a haste. And after a couple of minutes his digits dug into the flesh of her waist, and he rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him in the motion.
She yelped in surprise, and in the brief moment of impact, braced herself against his chest. His calloused hands slid over her hips, gliding toward her waist before continuing upward to cup her breasts. A low groan escaped his lips as he kneaded the soft weight resting in his palms.
She bent down slowly, her hair framing her face as she landed a soft peck upon his lips before raising her hips and grabbing him at his base. He was quick to move one of his hands between their bodies, his fingers spreading her folds apart and circling her entrance. She gasped against his mouth, letting his tongue dive into her mouth with vigor. Her toes curled when his finger entered her, thick, long and hefty, and he marveled in her pants, possessiveness gnawing at his features.
She ground her hips into him, thighs trembling with anticipation. Her lips traveled along his jaw, stopping at his ear and biting at his earlobe while exhaling sharply. His hot breath fanned over her ear, the man whispering sweet nothings that echoed inside her skull.
"C'mon, baby," he mewled. "Give it to me good."
She sighed in response, releasing the skin on his ear from between her teeth and tilting her head to look down between their bodies. He leaned his forehead against hers, watching her align his cock with her entrance before painfully slowly sinking down on him. He watched the head of his length catch at the rim of her cunt before it disappeared entirely and she moaned into his ear.
Everyone seeks it, even Dutch. But in her mind, only Arthur could have it. There was no one else she wanted more. His strong arms, his eyes, his face, his broad shoulders and wide back, the way his muscles rippled beneath his shirt, the way his riding pants and chaps hugged his thick thighs and long legs, the way he handled a gun, and the cigarette that always dangled from his lips, swaying with every word he spoke.
"If it feels good, then it can't be bad," he whispered to himself.
Oh, boy does it feel good. The tension, the unspoken lust for each other, his cock filling her up, his digits dimpling her skin right above her hips. And she feels so immoral in his lap. Going behind Dutch's back. Fucking someone he trusts.
Her eyes closed as she kissed him again, lowering herself on top of his thighs until he was burried to the hilt. Her heartbeat picked up on speed, her breathing increasing and she took a deep breath, then rolled her hips on him and he moaned.
His jaw went slack from the sheer amount of pleasure, his breath catching in his throat as she continued to roll her hips on him. And he tried his utmost hardest not to flip her around and fuck her senseless. His arms twitching from the effort of holding back, his hips bucking up involuntarily.
The coil in the pit of her stomach spiraled, and she breathed out a sharp breath when the head of his cock nudged that deeply sensitive spot inside of her. His fingers angled her on top of him, the renewed spark circling in her guts as he kept hitting that spot repetitively, bringing her closer to the finishing line. Her toes curled again, her back arched into him. His voice distantly breathed a praise into her ear and she managed to choke out a quiet moan before the coil snapped and she awkwardly settled on top of his chest.
It took few more thrusts inside of her until he filled her up with his spend, the notion making her whimper in overstimulation. His hands came to hold her sides, one of them traveling further down to her ass and gripping the flesh tightly before delivering a sharp slap to her skin. She cried out in pain, curling on top of him.
"I own you."
#souiiore#arthur morgan smut#rdr2#arthur morgan#arthur morgan x oc#rdr fanfiction#high honor arthur morgan#rdr2 arthur#red dead fandom#arthur morgan fluff#low honor arthur morgan#rdr2 smut#smut#arthur morgan angst#arthur morgan oneshot#arthur morgan rdr2#arthur morgan x reader#red dead oc#red dead redemption two#red dead redemption 2#rdr2 oneshot#rdr2 oc#rdr2 dutch#rdr2 fandom#oneshot
105 notes
·
View notes
Text
My Favorite Shows of 2024 💖✨
Welcome to Babyangelsky's 2024 Wrap Up! To commemorate my second year of watching QL dramas, and my first year of actually talking on my blog, I've compiled a series of lists to celebrate all the QL things I loved this year!
Please feel free to take my categories and make lists of your own and tag me in them if you do!
💜 All the lists can be found here! 💜
We've arrived at my final list! If you've read all of my lists, some of them, or only this one, thank you! I've really enjoyed looking back and talking about everything I loved this year.
May we receive even more QL blessings in 2025 💖
♡ Love Sea
There are many shows that I loved this year and many favorites among them, but this one is my very favorite. This is my show. I could not begin to tell you how excited I was when we learned that we'd be getting a new FortPeat project and that we were going to get to see them act together again. I love them both so much that I was always going to love this show because of them regardless of what it ended up being.
But what it ended up being was a really damn good show. I don't care what anyone says. It was so much more than just amazing chemistry and love scenes. I was writing about this show weekly. It had me talking about the acting and styling, keeping track of colors, doing scene breakdowns and character analysis, coming up with clown theories, the whole nine.
Love Sea is that girl. For me.
♡ I Saw You in My Dream
This show gave us the softest, sweetest love, mutual horniness, joyous sex, casual affection, supportive parents, and then without even trying, it also healed everyone's religious trauma in the kindest and gentlest way possible. It was wonderful and refreshing and healing to see queer characters have a warm, loving relationship with their faith and have it be something that gave them comfort and that they could share.
Seeing Ai just casually sitting in a cathedral to find some peace meant so much to me. I'm so happy and grateful that this show exists.
♡ Unknown
I want this show injected directly into my veins because, babes, everything about it is like heroin to me. It's not just a favorite of the year, it's a favorite of all time. It's quiet in this intense way that I really enjoy, which is a quality shared by a few other entries on this list. I love when a show can make me feel everything and god, did this make me feel everything.
I've already talked about how phenomenal the acting is in my favorite performances list but it's impossible to praise this show without also talking about the lighting and cinematography and colors and chemistry because it's all beautiful. It's a goddamn masterpiece.
♡ Knock Knock Boys
I genuinely love when a show takes me by surprise. I hadn't even fully decided whether I was going to watch it or not before it aired and I don't quite remember what convinced me to give it a chance, but I'm so glad that I did.
You look at it and think all you're gonna get from it is a fun silly time. And you do get a fun silly time! Then you go a little deeper and you realize what you actually have is a series about learning to communicate within relationships and outside of them, making peace with yourself, navigating love and sex, and figuring out what you really want in life, all tied up in this giant sparkly sex positive bow. It's an absolute gem.
♡ We Are
We Are is the epitome of what I like to call a cotton candy show: it's sweet, fluffy, and fun. There aren't really any stakes, there's not a whole lot going on. It's just a little treat there to give you a good time.
And boy howdy did it air when I needed it most. I had a very, very rough summer and every episode of this show felt like I was getting a hug. It was so cozy and comforting. It was a love letter to friendship and it has my entire heart.
♡ Our Youth
At the time of writing this series still has three episodes left before it ends and even though a lot can go wrong in three episodes, I'm still confident in saying that this is one of my favorite shows of the year. In fact, this may be my favorite Japanese BL. Full stop.
There is just something so...entrancing about it. That quiet intensity I mentioned earlier. I love how it uses silence and light, I love that every piece of dialogue feels like it weighs a thousand pounds, I especially love what Kamimura Kenshin has done and continues to with his portrayal of Haruki. I just love everything about this drama. Everything.
♡ Two Worlds
I was so damn excited for this show from the moment I first saw the pilot. It was one of my most anticipated dramas of the year and not only is it my favorite MaxNat project to date, it was my first time ever writing about colors!
The killer chemistry and truly beautiful love scenes were all but a given and the fantasy element was a trip, but writing about the colors was what really made this for me. The sleeper color demon in my brain (which sneaks in when you attend @respectthepetty Colors College) had me looking at the stitching on clothing and the exact shades used in any given plaid pattern to try and make sense of the random and ever-changing use of colors in this show and I had the time of my life doing it.
♡ Love for Love's Sake
We had this show for a grand total of TWO WEEKS. Isn't that insane?Just two weeks and it gave us these beautiful characters who tore us all open in the best way and left us gasping for air and infinitely glad that this show was made and that we got to watch it. That was my experience, at least.
To me this is a show about learning to heal and to love yourself through loving somebody else. There are as many interpretations of it as there are people who watched it--as it should be--and mine ultimately comes down to this: Myung Ha's best friend loved him so much and wanted so dearly for him to be happy that he created a reality where Myung Ha got the love and sense of belonging that he always deserved, and it was beautiful.
♡ Wandee Goodday
What's even better than being blessed with the gift that is bunny boy Great Sapol? Sex positivity! Condoms! Advocating for sexual health! The bunny boy being the greenest flag in all the land! Ace rep! Ace rep with a happy ending! BL Mother of the Year Cher! The first GMMTV wedding since same sex marriage was legalized in Thailand! Horny gym massages! Therapy! Title Kirati finally being a good boy in a BL!
And on and on and on! In my heart and in my soul, I'm a good time girl and this show was SUCH a good time. It was a delightful little treat from beginning to end.
♡ The Loyal Pin
You know a show is special when just hearing the intro music makes you feel happy and comforted and giddy with anticipation. This is a beautiful show. It feels like the dessert table at a fancy, expensive wedding.
Everything is well done. Everything. The acting and the story are incredible, the cinematography is stunning, the styling is gorgeous, the OST fucks. It's just so damn good from top to bottom that it's become my favorite GL ever. I love it dearly.
♡ My Stand-In
Characters like Ming who are the human embodiment of lead paint and the stories they feature in aren't for everyone, but they sure are for me. Especially when those stories are led by great actors like Up and Poom who can have me in my feelings with the tiniest shift in their expressions.
They had me so in my feelings, in fact, that I arranged my watch schedule so I would always have a fluffy show to decompress with after every episode. It was that intense and if I loved it as much as I did, it was became Up and Poom were that good. I love a sweet love story but I also love a story about people who are DEEPLY deranged about each other.
♡ The On1y One
Even though I did not watch the finale of this show and will not watch it until such time as a second season has been announced, filmed, and is ready to premiere, it was still one of my favorites of the year. I just can't be mad at it.
It had everything that I love. Quiet intensity and great acting and dialogue and EXPRESSIONS and Benjamin Tsang's face and yearning and tiny little moments that live in my mind rent-free. I just wish it was complete because I love these characters so much and want to see them happy.
♡ Century of Love
I was raised on telenovelas. I've been watching them my whole life. So of course I'm always going to have a soft spot for BLs that scratch that lakorn/telenovela itch in my brain and that's exactly what this show did!
It gave us soulmates! Reincarnation! The red string of fate! Magic rocks! Wet dreams after a 124 year dry spell! Questionable CGI! Goddess-approved yaoi! And holding all of it together was Daou and Offroad's phenomenal chemistry. I fucking love this show!
♡ 4 Minutes
There are few things I love more in this BL watching life than letting Dr. Sammon take me on a wild ride, and boy was this a WILD FUCKING RIDE. I didn't come up with a single theory or do anything but cheer Tonkla on the entire time it was airing, I just experienced it.
Every episode was a feast for the eyes, whether it was the acting or the cinematography or the music or, as was usually the case, a stunning combination of all those things. We had to wait so long for this one and even though I wish it was longer, it was entirely worth the wait.
♡ See Your Love
Another one that has yet to finish airing but that's so lovely in every way that it has already found itself among the ranks of my favorite Taiwanese BLs ever. No surprise considering the team that made it also made another one of my faves.
And it really is lovely, unhinged assassination attempts and all. The love between the mains is a phenomenal combination of healing and horny and the story gives its characters--especially its deaf protagonist--so much humanity and treats them with care and respect. Not to mention that it features some of the best BL parents I've ever seen.
♡ High School Frenemy
When I tell you I was so prepared for this to be a series that I ended up dropping after a few weeks. The only reason I even watched it initially was for Mark Pakin and then something happened and I ended up liveblogging all sixteen episodes and loving it so incandescently that it became one of my favorite shows of the year.
And it was alllll because of Sky and Nani and that phenomenal chemistry that came out of nowhere and hit me--and all of us--with a steel chair. Watching Saint and Shin say the most UNHINGED ROMANTIC SHIT TO EACH OTHER was truly one of the highlights of my year. The character writing was great, the acting was great, the friendships were top tier. Truly the biggest surprise of 2024.
If the "more than friends less than lovers" shirt was a show, it would be this show.
♡ Sugar Dog Life
What a darling little treat of a show. It's so cozy and comfy and sweet. I'm always going to be a sucker for "food as a love language" shows and I enjoyed watching these two fall in love over meals so much.
As an aside, I spent almost the entire time slightly tormented because I couldn't figure out who Tanaka Koki reminded me of but I'm very happy to say that I figured it out: Sea Dechchart.
♡ Jack and Joker
For me, it's impossible not to love something that was so clearly made with all the passion, joy, and love in the world and that is exactly the energy that Yin and War brought to this project and I adored it.
This show made me feel the entire spectrum of human emotion every single week. I was never not excited for the next episode, even when it made me sad. It was fun and chaotic and beautiful to look at and I'm so happy that it exists.
♡ First Note of Love
This series is just...so gentle. Even though loss is a central theme in the story, it's never portrayed in a looming, haunting way. Matt's presence is always felt but in a way that's very human and beautiful.
At its core, this story is about all the ways love and grief are intertwined and giving yourself a second chance and letting love back in and allowing yourself to feel and I love it so dearly. So dearly.
♡ Dead Friend Forever
This is the show that finally got me to talk on my blog. I had such a great time being a clown and coming up with theories and reading other people's theories and spending entirely too much time looking at the minute details of that creepy damn mask.
It was a wild ride from start to finish and I enjoyed every minute of it. And it gave me TaBarcode, which was a gift I will cherish always even if thinking about them makes me want to listen to Rollin' in the Deep by Adele.
#babyangelsky's 2024 wrap up#love sea#i saw you in my dream#unknown the series#knock knock boys#we are the series#our youth#two worlds the series#wandee goodday#the loyal pin#my stand in#the on1y one#century of love#love for love's sake#4 minutes#see your love#high school frenemy#sugar dog life#jack and joker#first note of love#dead friend forever
94 notes
·
View notes
Text
Omg, man, Danai is an absolute, goddam FUCKING GENIUS!!! That was one of the best episodes I have ever seen on television! Just let her write everything there is!! All the movies, all the TV shows, all the books, just let her run EVERYTHING!! I don't even know where to begin!! I need to watch it like 74 more times!
God, that was perfect, that was so fucking perfect! Us Richonners have been fed so good! SO GOOD!!!! They gave us EVERYTHING!!!!
I have so many things I need to comment but my mind is going insane!!
The way he ran after her at top speed, completely desperate after she walked out the door!!
The parallel the did when he told her to leave without him on the boat and she was like "Fuck, no!" And then in this one she gets trapped under the chandelier with the walkers coming and she tells him he has to leave her and he's like "Fuck, no!"
The apartment being a smart apartment and as soon as that wide shot of the two of them looking at each other happens, it goes "Welcome home!" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THAT WAS FUCKING GENIUS!!!!!! DANAI IS A FUCKING GENIUS!!!!!!
The way he watched her get undressed, that's how you do the male gaze, guys. Take notes.
The love making...OMFG the love making. THE LOVE MAKING!!!! I can't even begin to explain it, guys. I have no words. It was just...beautiful. It was just absolutely beautiful. I don't even know how to talk about it because it was just perfection. PERFECTION!!!
I mean, he cried, you know?! He cried in the middle of it because of how much it overwhelmed him, he had given up on feeling that happy and complete and loved a long time ago. I can't I can't I can't I CANNOT!!! It was like he was finding the way back to himself and to her and to them through it and it was just too much. DANAI IS A FUCKING GENIUS!!! I just have to say it again!
And on that note, the way they handled his trauma. I mean, this is 8 years of conditioning this man has been through. EIGHT FUCKING YEARS. He is 100% TRAUMATIZED. He doesn't know who he is anymore. I mean "I found a way to survive even though I was dead" HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! I love how they didn't just brush past that, they showed the toll it took on him and how it's not that easy to get out of a prison even after the doors are open. OMG just, chef's kiss.
Back to the love making for a second, after he goes after her and they're able to get back to the apartment, bickering all the way through fighting the walkers (amazing), the way they did it, how slow it started. He wasn't sure he could approach her but he wanted to, needed to, so he does it carefully, he starts by gently pulling her by the waist and it's slow, almost unsure kisses and then it's full on UGH!!!! INJECT IT INTO MY VEINS!!!!
Just everything about this episode. Literally every single second. Give them all of the awards, ALL OF THEM!
#one couple to rule them all#richonne#michonne#michonne grimes#rick grimes#danai gurira#andrew lincoln#the walking dead#the ones who live#the walking dead the ones who live#twd#towl#twd towl#scott gimple
345 notes
·
View notes
Note
im so bad at requests but i saw ur post asking for song suggestions for fics to base off of and i think u should do “so high school” by taylor swift if it’s not done already <33
jason or leo x reader would fit well but everything else is ur choice!!
⋆·˚ ༘ * I feel so high school every time I look at you
warnings: all of part two is an intense make out, and part one, two, and three all have sexual insinuations but I think that’s it
pairing: american footballer! jason grace x nerd! fem reader
A/N: this song needs to be injected in my veins
1. you know how to ball, I know aristotle
“do you want my help or not?” you throw your pencil on your bed
“yes, yes, I’m sorry” jason stifles a laugh
“alright, then act like it. this paper is due tomorrow, einstein.” you pick up your pencil “okay, you can do division, right?”
“of course I can! who do you think I am?” he places a hand on his chest to show is (dramatic) shock
you hit his head with your pencil, “I know you’re smart, I know you, but you’ve got to use your brain for something other than football”
“yes ma’am” he picks up his pencil and moves his position on your bed from in front of you to beside you
“then let’s do it! the more time you was the less time we can actually hang out and talk and stuff” you point to his paper, encouraging him do his homework
“hang out and talk, except there’s not going to be a lot of talking-”
you cut him off with an elbow to his rib cage, and he holds his stomach dramatically
“I am your boyfriend! what did I do to deserve such treatment?” he gives you puppy eyes
“you’re an idiot, that’s what you are” you roll your eyes
“that is also your boyfriend” he pokes your cheek, and you hit is hand away
“let’s get to work, do you want to do this all night?” you sigh
“no because I really wanna-”
you cut him off again, but this time with a hard slap of your hand to his head
2. your friends are around so be quiet, I’m trying to stifle my sighs
“jase-”
your cut off with a kiss
“jason” you push him off
“y/n, I love you, but please shut up” he pulls you back in
but you pull pack and he pouts, “jason, we have to go”
“we don’t have to go you know?” he squeezes your waist and kisses your jaw
you sigh. who are you to resist him?
you pull him back in, and you let yourself lay down so he can have easier access to your lips
you let him slip his hands underneath your shirt as the kisses get messier
“you’re so beautiful” he mumbles against your lips
his hands slides his hands higher up, your shirt which is basically half-off at this point
he trails his kisses lower, you tug on his hair at the action, and he lets out a content sigh
you put your hands on the back of his neck, pulling his lips back to yours
he moves his hands to the hem of your shirt, “can I?”
“I’m literally begging you, please do”
he laughs and does as you ask
you try your best to pull his lips impossibly closer to yours
“so beautiful” he pulls away for a second to look at you with lovestruck eyes
you pull him back in, and between breathless kisses you say, “just keep kissing me, idiot”
3. you knew what you wanted, and boy you got her
you wake up the next morning to the smell of cooking. pancakes could it be?
you reach for jason only to find out he’s not beside you
you stand up from the bed and make your way to the kitchen, where you find your blond boyfriend indeed cooking pancakes, and what you also notice is that he’s shirtless
oh god he’s hot you think
“I could say the same about you” he laughs
your eyes widen, “did I say that out loud?”
“I could lie and say no” he slides the pancakes onto a plate
“you’re stupid” you walk over to the counter, sitting on it, and he stand between your legs, hands on your hips
“you look good in my shirt” he smirks, looking down at the shirt you had on, which was his
you smile, “and you look good without one”
“I think I figured that out last night”
you hit his shoulder and shake your head, “there’s something wrong with you”
“you love me” he kisses you
you hum in agreement, “I love you”
4. I feel like laughing in the middle of practice
you loved watching your boyfriend’s football games almost as much as you love your boyfriend
what you love even more is when he wins and comes running over to you, forgetting about the fact he even won the game
he ran over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist, picking you up and spinning you around, and you throw your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a tight hug
you laugh, and pull him in for a kiss
“I told you I’d win for you” he whispers, pulling away
you smile widely, pulling him in again
you hear his teammates calling for him behind you, but you know he doesn’t care what they have to say, because all he cares about is having you in his arms after yet another great game
#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo series#pjo fandom#percy jackson#pjo#pjo spoilers#percy series#pjo hoo toa#pjo fanfic#pjo x reader#heroes of olympus#jason grace imagines#jason grace x y/n#jason grace#jason grace x you#jason grace x reader#xoxochb
138 notes
·
View notes
Text
Venom || Tsuchigomori
cw: cnc , biting, slight blood, predator/prey, aphrodisiac, bondage ?, manhandling, sadism, anal, masterbation, no prep or lube, hallucinations, overstim, manhandling, creampie, amab!reader, very short, i think that's all?
wc: 0.5k
a/n: i researched different spiders and their venom just for this and i hate spiders!! theres basically ZERO fics about my man so i need to fix that.. anyways i'm writing my pantalone fic and i'm finishing up a quick lil drabble for zhongli.. but please enjoy my work!~
nsfw under the cut~
Since Tsuchigomori is part spider we can assume he has spider-like tendencies too other than extra arms/teeth. Everyone knows how spiders catch their food, the insect gets trapped in the web and gets bitten and filled with venom. We don’t know what exact species Tsuchigomori is but I think he could be any different species if you write it correctly. The phoneutria spider has a hallucinogenic venom that slows their prey and causes them to hallucinate and sedate their movements, and we all know Tsuchigomori’s true nature is being very sadistic and teasing so I think that’d be a perfect spider for him.. listen…
Imagine Tsuchigomori sinking his sharp teeth into you and injecting a small amount of his venom into you, forcing you to run and escape from him, maybe in the woods or even in his huge library right, he gives you a head start to be just to make the chase more rewarding. your body is weak from the toxins in your bloodstream so you’re all dizzy and wobbly walking into walls and shelves of his boundary that he obviously knows like the back of his hand. he can hear how you pant as you run, sweat dripping down your brow while you sprint. The exit seems so close that you can feel it.. reaching out to the doorknob just for a sticky thread of web to wrap around your fingers, You’re pulling away trying to free yourself but of course, you don’t :( He knows you can barely think with the strong aphrodisiac flowing through you.
you’re stuck, tied up in a thick silk web not able to move yourself out, senses heightened at the lack of touch, your body covered in sweat. Tsuchigomori finally lining himself up at your rim, imagine him fucking you at a fast pace, the tip of his cock roughly hitting the sensitive spot inside, the harsh pleasure bringing tears to your eyes. His hand leading downwards to your abdomen to hold your throbbing length is his palm, stroking your dick to match his fast past. Sharply rutting his hips on your ass filling you with his thick sperm, your tummy feels full and warm, whining when he pulls out. tsuchigomori’s teeth sink into your shoulder, shuddering while you feel him inject you once again, the knot in your stomach finally bursting as you cum all over his thin fingers, cooing gently at the sight. ^^
he’ll keep fucking his seed into you filling your ass with his hot finish. slowly the toxins flowing through your veins are too much, you can barely move, barely able to run away til he just pins you to the hard floor and fucks you til you can't walk anymore, his name repeatedly leaving your lips. You’re too weak to push him off and you end up letting him have his fill with you until he feels you’ve taken enough.
the aftercare is amazing OBVIOUSLY!! he’ll hold your limp frame in his arms and kiss your cheek gently, whispering how good you were and that he’ll make it up to you tomorrow. For now, he’ll run you a warm bath and kiss every beautiful bruise he left on your skin, marks that show his love and adoration for you. Tsuchigomori certainly appreciates how much trust you have in him, allowing him to do such a scene that could end badly. He’ll end up putting you to bed, laying your head on his chest. He really couldn’t ask for more.
© nanqmies 2023
please do not translate, steal or repost my work.
reblogs and feedback appreciated!
#toilet bound hanako kun#08.30.23#tsuchigomori#tsuchigomori x reader#male reader#nanqmies#tbhk#tbhk x reader#amab reader
452 notes
·
View notes
Text
I haven't made a post in a while, but I needed to come out of hibernation to express my love of Arcane season 2. I need it injected in my veins like Shimmer right now. Everything about it is so amazing, and the fan art, commentary, theories, and fanfiction have made such a special place on the internet that I adore.
Scroll for my JayVik yap session
I was talking to a friend the other day about JayViks relationship and it reignited my love for them again (not that it ever died lol, maybe just even stronger). They are my favourite duo/relationship in the series because of their ability to see and understand each other despite their differences. They pull each other back from the ledge numerous times and never stop believing in each other.
I know it's been talked about before, but there's also something so special about Jayce symbolically going through the trials of Viktor's life in the hex core. Jayce is injured and immobilised and is left to painstakingly climb from the depths of Zuan to the top of Piltover, just how Viktor had to in his life. After this Jayce doesn't villianise Viktor, he understands him, and we get that beautiful monologue from Jayce about imperfections being a part of what makes someone beautiful.
"There is beauty in imperfections. They made you who you are"
And when Viktor asks Jacye why he still tries after everything he's done, Jayce replies that he promised him ( we all cry in the arcane fandom 😭😭).
After Jayce shows Viktor what he has been through and Viktor is able to see the damage he has done, he replies to Jayce "this is what you see" which to me is just another example of them trusting in each other and how only good can come from that.
Just from this ending alone there are parts I could talk about forever, such as the "In all timeliness, in all possibilities, only you can show me this" which I don't even have the words to articulate how much I love this moment.
I LOVE ARCANE AHHHHHH
I will stop my JayVik yap here, but just know I could go on forever. (Also they are married celestial beings your honour )
"In pursuit of greatness, we failed to do good"
#arcane#jayvik#queer#reviews#yapping#i love arcane#i got that dawg in me#jayce talis#viktor arcane#jayce x viktor#viktor talis
43 notes
·
View notes
Text
Thoughts on JJK chapter 265 (spoilers)
There is so much in this chapter that one could write essay after essay about its content, themes and symbolism to name a few. The best thing though is that Gege shows us that he can take the time to put deep character moments into his plot. In the last year that seemed to fall to the wayside unfortunately especially when it came to Yuji.
Yuji recreates his grandfather's hometown in the northeast of Japan to show Sukuna and Sukuna is uncharacteristically going along with it for a long time. This might be because of the special way this DE is formed, it could e.g. have a non-violence Binding Vow. Or Sukuna was just flabbergasted.
I looked the statue up that Yuji pointed to and found the Oni kenbai dance from Iwate prefecture. On the panel it's difficult to make out what the statue represents but you can see a fan in the right hand.
This panel is an extremely important one about the point of view that Sukuna and Yuji have towards each other. For Sukuna, Yuji is barely anything; he blends into the background like a ghost, maybe reminiscent of how Sukuna might've viewed his eaten twin once in his life.
For Yuji Sukuna is not a person, there is no face to him, he's just an abomination consisting of black mass. Not even CE is presented to us like that, Sukuna is just a black distortion in space able to walk on its own.
It's good that we're given this panel so early in the chapter because it tells us what Sukuna is about and that Yuji knows it.
In Japan, the Hydrangea is used to make a sweet tea that on April 8 is poured over Buddha Statues for the Buddha bathing ceremony. This is in direct contrast to Sukuna's Bath that comes from the historic practice of throwing poisonous insect and more into a pit to make them kill each other.
Symbolically, Gege tells us that Yuji will be the one to reverse Megumi's torture that he went through. Narratively, I'd like to see the Bath have more physical affects on Megumi before it gets cleaned though.
Really funny how Yuji entices Sukuna to play crayfishing with him and I count 4 missed arrows from Yuji compared to Sukuna's bullseye hit.
Also capitalism killed Grandpa's hometown.
Whats also funny is that Yuji says that he was about 6 or 7 when they moved out of that town and that he was about 10 years before he went back there again. Boy, you're still 15.
I counted 8 dragonflies on that grassy panel with many more in the Yuji close up panel. I forgot what dragonflies represented in Japan but th symbolism appeared before in JJK, once on kid Gojo's kimono and once at the base of Megumi's domain construction.
Next we get a much needed Yuji character resolution and growth while he thinks of all the people that have died on him. We see that he did put his cog mentality behind him and that he analyzed his "proper death" wish from the very first chapter and concluded that he wanted sth else from that.
Nobara is with the others on the dead list and this looks like the final nail (ha) in the coffin that is her death but the diehards (me) can still say that Yuji merely thinks that she's dead.
Take this Sukuna panel and inject it straight into my veins 💉
There is just this visceral level of disgust and mania in Itadori Sukuna that Gege has barely shown in OriginalSukuna and absolutely didn't in Megukuna. Think of the detention center, and laughing at Yuji with Mahito together or just laughing at Yuji whenever he came out as a mouth and eye. How much I've missed that.
Can't wait to see where this will go 👀
#jujutsu kaisen#jjk#sukuna#fushiguro megumi#yuji itadori#itadori yuuji#itadori wasuke#meta#nobara kugisaki#gojo satoru
84 notes
·
View notes
Note
I never really romantically shipped any of the ponies, but I friendshipped Rarity and Fluttershy super hard. After seeing them have their spa day together, I wanted a dozen more episodes of just the two of them hanging out, Rarity being super talkative and Fluttershy being super quiet, then Rarity gently drawing Fluttershy out and getting her to talk and share more, and generally just having a gentle time together ... basically being the sweetest friends of all time. Inject that straight into my veins
But even if I'm not much of a shipper, I absolutely love seeing your stuff, especially your Rarijack! Extremely good stuff imho
(Also: have you read many of the comics? I used to write for them back in the day.)
Oh yeah the chemistry between them is def a little better and higher than the average, theres a fun of a outgoing social beautiful girl that is peppering and complimenting the shy girl, showcasing her as a model, heheh. Fluttershy suddenly near a gorgeous girl and attention is being paid to her, its fun. I'd say that the only downside is that i cant imagine Fluttershy providing that much of a fullfiling romantic relationship to Rarity, a gal with needs, heh I have read most of the comics, yes! there are so many of them, I can't say I've checked them all out, but I have gone down the lists, so to speak, and there have been plenty of iconic things that sadly were never in the show (Looking at you nightmare rarity) There's tons of gold in those comics! Sometimes makes it feel like the show deserved more time and more crazy ideas, heh And I did skip some comics that seemed to be boring or infantile hdfvbbh
#Currently into the fanfiction aspect of the fandom heh#both writing it and reading it!#its nice to do lots of creative insanities#and even like. shipping.#I rewrote shrek to be about rarijack lol
57 notes
·
View notes
Text
the big day
pairing || Javier Peña x fem!Reader
word count || 1.3k
summary || it isn’t until the reception that it finally hits him. you’re his wife. he can’t help but show you just how lucky he feels.
content || SMUT, unprotected sex, kinda public sex (they fuck at their wedding reception (typical)), idiots in love, husband!Javi is fuckin SCRUMPTIOUS lemme tell ya, the beginnings of Javi’s housewife kink 🙏🏻, this man is in loooove
a/n || i truly cannot stop writing about husband!Javier. inject him straight into my veins PLS (obligatory @theorganasolo tag, as always)
Javier Masterlist | Main Masterlist
Javier can’t believe that you’re actually his. His wife. The entire day has been such a whirlwind from beginning to end that the surrealness is only just wearing off. As he watches you laugh, dance, and drink with him and everyone else you love, he realizes… you’re his. Forever. He gets to spend the rest of his life with this beautiful, intelligent, fiery woman every single day. He was never a particularly traditional man but he can’t deny the allure of the life he gets to lead with you. Soft. Warm. Domestic. He never thought he would have this kind of life - or that it would make his dick so fucking hard.
It takes good timing. The two of you are the center of attention, after all. Slipping off unnoticed won’t be easy but Javier is nothing if not a man with a plan. He waits, albeit impatiently, until enough alcohol has flowed and the guests are sufficiently distracted by music and food to whisk you away into some back room of the venue with a lockable door. You knew what he was up to more than an hour ago. The need that burns in his eyes is one you have seen far too many times to count. So when he suddenly appears beside you and tugs impatiently at your waist, you’re a more than willing captive.
Javier whirls you down a hallway, around a corner, and into a random room he must have scoped out for this exact reason. The moment the door closes behind you, he pulls you close and kisses you with a hunger that has you melting into him. You let him guide you further into the room, blindly trusting him to lead you back and lift you onto the edge of a table. The skirt of your pretty little reception dress bunches up at your waist under his eager hands. The sight of you in a gorgeous white dress with his ring on your finger, officially his wife… fuck, he just can’t stop himself.
His eyes flash up to yours as his fingers rub your lace-covered pussy, reveling in your little gasp and the fevered way you whisper his name. He isn’t the only one who’s been thinking about this. Javier yanks your underwear off and stashes the wet fabric in his pocket. You can’t help but tease him for being a dirty little thief, even as you eagerly undo his belt before tugging him closer by it.
“We’re finally married… Can you believe it?” There’s an earnestness to your voice that makes his heart flutter in his chest. Your eyes are shiny with love and lust, and Javier swears he’s never been more in love with you. Then again, he thinks that every time he lays eyes on you. You smile at him and whisper, “I’m your wife, Javi.”
“Fuck yeah, you are. My amazing, kickass wife. All mine…” Javier damn near growls. His cock twitches against the confining fabric of his boxers at the pure reverence in your voice. Your thighs spread for him as he presses closer, eager to let him grind against your pussy. It’s hard to resist his usual temptations. Javier wants to hitch your thighs over his shoulders and eat you out until you soak his face. He wants to work you open on his fingers and suck marks into your delicate skin.
But there isn’t enough time for that. It won’t take long for the guests to begin wondering where the two of you disappeared off to. Two weeks, Javier reminds himself. After tonight, he will have two weeks in a tropical paradise to take you apart for him over and over again.
“We have to be quick, hermosa.” Javier shoves his pants and briefs down to his mid-thigh and yanks you down by your hips. “Gotta fuck my pretty little wife before anyone comes lookin’ for us.”
Javier doesn’t waste any time. He clamps his hand over your mouth as he buries himself inside of you, muffling the indecent cry that falls from your lips. The hot vice of your pussy forces a broken sound from him and he has to bite the inside of his cheek to keep himself quiet. It’s rushed and sloppy and so full of love that he aches with it. One hand flies back to brace yourself against his thrusts and the other wraps around his wrist, your manicured nails leaving little crescent marks in his skin. You barely manage to pry his hand away to let a sweet little plea escape your lips.
“Kiss me?” You whisper.
Javier gives in to you without a second thought, without a second of hesitation. He cradles the back of your head with his huge hand and draws you up into a breathtaking kiss. The sweet little moan he draws from you only encourages his greed. When it comes to your pleasure, he always needs more. He needs to have you trembling beneath him. Crying out his name as he draws you to a devastating orgasm. Looking up at him with that delicious fucked-out expression on your beautiful face.
“Thaaat’s it…” He encourages, his voice gruff and needy. He shoves his hand beneath your dress and finds your clit with familiar ease. He watches with bated breath as your face as your eyes flutter shut and your head tips back in pleasure. The sight never fails to send a spark of pride simmering through his veins. “Takin’ my cock like a good girl, aren’t you?”
“Javi,” You whisper his name like a prayer. “I’m - fuck! I’m close, so fuckin’ close… please!”
Javier knows exactly what you need. He shifts you both just slightly until his hips roll down with each thrust. It’s all it takes to have you quivering around him, both hands digging into his shoulders, clinging to him for support. Javier presses his forehead to yours and drinks in the sight of you falling apart for him. A shudder wracks through your entire body as you cry his name into his shoulder.
Everything else melts away. The venue, the expectant guests, all of it. All that exists in this moment is you. The woman he loves. The woman he is lucky enough to have by his side for the rest of his life. His wife. Coming with his cock buried as deep as you can take him. Every pulse drags him closer to his inevitable end but it's your voice that finally does it. That sweet, fucked-out voice whispering, “I love you” over and over again like they’re the only three words left in your head. You whimper with every harsh jerk of his hips. Such a pretty little sound that only ignites that deeply ingrained need to take care of you.
Javier kisses you softly. Your smile is so big that he can barely keep it up, so he lets his lips trail over your jaw and down your neck. You’re all too eager to tilt your head for more, fingers tangling in his hair with a happy little hum. He murmurs his praise, his love, into your skin as if he can etch the words right into your DNA.
It isn’t until two short knocks come from the door that Javier comes back to himself.
“I can only stall for you two lovebirds for so long, ya know?” Comes Murphy’s amused voice from the other side.
Javier groans as his head falls into the crook of your shoulder. You thank Steve with a giggle that never fails to bring a smile to your husband’s face. He’s reluctant to pull away from you but he knows he has no choice. Besides, he wants to dance with his bride. Javier cleans you up with gentle swipes of your now-ruined underwear, while you meticulously fix his tuxedo.
He carefully brushes your hair out of your face, returning it to a somewhat presentable state. His hands come to rest on your cheeks. “I’m gonna make you so happy, mi amor. I swear it.”
#javier peña x reader#javier peña x you#javier peña smut#javier pena x reader#javier pena x you#javier pena fanfiction#javier peña fanfiction#javier pena smut#javier peña x reader smut
410 notes
·
View notes
Text
IWTV Season 2 Episode 5 Thoughts
Great episode. It went so many places emotionally. We get Louis wising up, Armand in full predator mode and a shift in the alliances. It's no longer Armand and Louis as a "united front" against Daniel but Daniel and Louis united in pursuit of the truth.
Some thoughts as I watched:
- Young Daniel didn't have "fucking in a coffin" on his bingo card, but he wants it now that it's an option.
- I think this episode is warming me to Danlou
Present Daniel: did we bang back then?
Present Louis (laughing it off) I'd never. (Gets serious) Unless you want to do it now.
- Young Daniel: "Are you the Zodiac Killer?" Daniel ... baby. I know you're high, but really? I'm glad you grew more of brain in later years. As current Daniel put it, you were a moron.
- Uh, oh. Louis's suicidal ideation popping up again. He was not just recounting the feelings from back then. He was actively longing for the sun as he spoke to Young Daniel.
- Yikes at Young Daniel presuming way too much too soon. Comparing himself to Louis's loved ones after one night is ludicrous. Didn't deserve to almost be killed for it, but yeesh.
- Louis hit hard with that speech about how dull Armand is. He doesn't need the Fire Gift for that burn.
- Holy shit. Loumand's going full A Marriage Story. These resentments needed to be aired out, but not like this. They're two vipers who know exactly where to inject their venom to make the other suffer.
- Ouch. I hate being right in this case. Past Louis walked into the sun. And here modern Louis is, his heart breaking as he realizes he had a suicide attempt he wasn't aware of.
- Oh, wow. Louis tried to reverse uno Lestat into seeking him out by publishing blatant slander just like Lestat got Louis to seek him out by sending him a love song but using his mistress's voice. God. They really are two fucked up peas in a pod.
- Poor burnt up Louis. Armand may have saved him from the sun, but he is holding that grudge something fierce. He's in full coven leader mode, dealing with witnesses and interrogating Daniel with a brutal practicality. Reasserting his dominance on Louis (emotionally) and Young Daniel (the whole shebang of torment for being the easy scapegoat). Armand is so frightening when he puppeteers Young Daniel and breaks him down to the worst aspects of himself. As Armand previously said, he's good at finding the vulnerability in the object.
- I do not believe for a second that Armand was going to let Louis go. That coffin scene is Grade A manipulation on Armand's part to guilt Louis into staying. Sure, the emotions Armand claims are real - the best manipulations have truth to them - but Armand's expertly wielding them to achieve his goals - make himself look like a love martyr and Louis feel like a bad person if he doesn't stay.
- Armand being the gentle death, soothing Young Daniel as he washes him and coaxes him into accepting an early grave. How much was Daniel's dumpster fire of a personal life the result of him chasing a high and how much was because Armand mindscrewed him into thinking that such a disappointing life was inevitable?
- Louis upped his manipulation game, too. He got Armand to spare Daniel by reaffirming the vows so to speak.
- Aww. What Louis told Young Daniel was so sweet. While Armand's words guided him to self-destruction, Louis's gave him hope in his darkest times.
- Oh, fine. Danlou can join Loustat in my prefered ships in this adaptation. You won me over, show.
- Yes! Louis finally realizes Armand scrubbed his brain like it was a crime scene. That throbbing neck vein doesn't lie. Louis is big mad at Armand.
#interview with the Vampire#iwtv#louis de pointe du lac#daniel molloy#armand#iwtv spoilers#interview with the vampire spoilers#season 2 episode 5
58 notes
·
View notes
Text
Wakfu OVA - Book 2, Ush [PART 9]
I am literally in love with him.
His entire role in this OVA is literally so epic: he came in, he did nothing, he got hit in the head, he screamed, and he served.
Kerubim fans stay winning.
KERUBIM FANS STAY WINNING.
I think they try to learn this every time they fight and each time, whoever loses is like "ok this doesn't count. fuck you."
I need to inject this into my veins. I need this so bad.
Atcham did show that he likes to demonstrate his control of the sword's movement by aiming uncomfortably close to people's necks without hurting them, in the Dofus movie...
But I'm pretty sure that this time he was aiming to actually slit it open. Though I don't think that he expected this attack to work on Ush.
Since we see the fabric tear at Atcham's hit, I will say: Ush should have worn this collar instead.
Cute...
YEAH BABY HE STILL HITS PEOPLE WITH HIS HEAD.
AND he still does this weird little attack.
FSGHFGSDFGDSFHSRGDSHJGFBFGHJNFGJ
I am being fed so well....
He keeps getting baited into Tom & Jerry level traps, and it;'s so good. You have no idea.
Gods put him in the world of twelve to do nothing but have a weird relationship with his dad and be hit a lot. god bless <3
I have a big theory that Joris is a glass cannon build, in the "this entire setting is an MMO" way. It is based on nothing but the fact that whenever we see him get hit like once he begins losing Badly, and whenever he hits first the fight is like, instantly over.
For this reason:
Sorry that I keep calling Joris fragile. It will never stop happening for reasons that are self-explanatory.
45 notes
·
View notes
Text
Yeah, so I finally watched Dark Side of Dimensions. I don’t even care if it’s blatant fanservice, inject that crack directly into my veins. Hrrngh. The animation looked soooo good!
Older!Yugi is so cute with his dress shirts and vests! Squee! And did Kaiba spray paint his shirt on? Those abs, lmao. In general, I thought the costuming was a nice mix of nostalgic looks with some new flair.
Also, there was finally some good shit for Ryou to do (it’s a very low bar). Of course he’s a chick magnet, it’s more than just the accent, heh. And that flashback? I felt bad for him because he didn’t want to remember. But I was also cackling, going “yes, put that blorbo in a situation!” I only wish he wasn’t like 8 years old when he got the Ring so that Yami Bakura could have spoken in his normal, raspy voice. Hrrrrngh.
Ok, stop thirsting over fictional anime characters
Speaking of voices, I wish that Atem could have actually, you know, talked. When he came back. Like, I get it, but… still. At least most of the original voice cast reprised their roles.
There were high points and low points, just like the rest of the show. The 3D animation was… fine. (The 2D animation more than made up for it). The villain was… fine. (Give me back Yami Bakura damn youuuu). Shadi is a dumb fuck, but what else is new.
And I like Kaiba as much as the next gal, but I wish the movie could have stopped sucking his dick for two seconds and shown Joey some love. The dog costume again, really?? It was funny back in season 1, but Joey’s come so far since then. Turns me off of Puppyshipping, because Joey deserves better than someone who treats him like shit…
Um, ok. Ships. Puzzleshipping? Duh. Do I even need to elaborate? At least Yugi seems to be handling the separation better than Kaiba, because… Prideshipping? Also duh. Kaiba goes to absurd lengths to get his crush back. Rivalshipping? Now there’s an interesting one. Interesting to imagine how Kaiba’s perception of Yugi changes, once he realizes that the Pharaoh is a separate entity. Also, is there a RyouXTherapy ship? Lmao.
Anyway, once again, I’m super late to the party with this… But what can I say. I enjoyed it!
#yugioh#ygo#yugioh dsod#ygo dsod#dsod#yugi moto#yugi mutou#seto kaiba#ryou bakura#yami bakura#pharaoh atem#joey wheeler#puppyshipping#puzzleshipping#prideshipping#rivalshipping#self post
34 notes
·
View notes