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bahrtofane · 1 month

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aurélien but his hands itching to find your own. but he only sits quiet, sipping on his drink and moping.

he's usually certain and calculating, on and off the pitch. rarely is there hesitation. and yet for some reason he can only purse his lips and chew them till he's sure they’re bleeding.

what does he even say? his brain is muddled, surrounded by only thoughts of you. You’re beautiful do you know that? you should. he'd tell you a thousand times over.

more than just a pretty face, youre so polite it gives him whiplash. please and thank yous, unsure of where to sit unless someone tells you. only introducing yourself when asked, other wise simply observing.

you had told a little story of a bad lay over when the topic came up and he didnt take his eye off you for a moment. you had smiled sweetly, asking him if he had any storied of his own. its so over isnt it.

the lights of this club- restaurant, whatever, are dimmed. theres so many people mingling about now. waiters and staff running back and forth to his table. eduardo is narrating a story, hands flying around while people laugh at each rise and fall of his eye brows. table now crowed as players models influencers and other variants of people fight to be center stage on the dwindling space on the booth seats.

he pays no real mind to all this. aurélien is a simple guy. the social politics that get attached to something as simple as a night out do not impress him. hes not here for that. he knows many relish the chance, flourish even. but youre much more interesting.

he gets thrown back into the action when eduardo cackles. aurélien knows the story, well enough he thinks he could turn to you and finish it off with his eyes closed. would you listen?

in full honesty he doesn’t remember how you found a place in the booth, sitting next to him. its your first time. hed remember someone like you. you know someone here, he knows that much. but who eludes him. could be anyone, and thats what makes him nervous.

he thinks its whats keeping him from making a proper move on you.

you lean against the table, stifling a laugh as eduardo now wields a spoon as a makeshift prop. he shakes his head fondly, this is the good part.

you meet his gaze, giving him a timid smile, resting your head on your hand. the other checking the time on your phone befre it goes face down on the table.

jude comes back, wide smile as he snickers at the little impromptu show. he scoots up right next to you, planting a kiss to your cheek while you look away, flustered and gently swatting his arm playfully.

oh aurélien is in trouble tonight.

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elexaria · 3 months

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brother’s best friend! johnny & simon pt 3

the journey back to manchester was daunting, seeing the same old architecture from your past felt like a punch in the gut. the phone call you make to simon was awkward, it was just to tell him that.. well, you would pop by to see him. didn’t tell him anything else, didnt even mention you left years ago.

after checking into a shitty little hotel with the little money you had, you made your way to the pub simon said he’d be at, and where johnny mactavish would also be. mactavish. it’s been a really long time since you’ve thought about him, and it feels strange to know you’ll get a glimpse of him as a 26 year old man, as opposed to the pimply faced teenager you remember.

“the strongest stuff you have, please.” you say dryly to the bartender, who glances at the clock— it’s barely noon, before looking back at you again. “joking. you got any J20?”

with your little bottle of orange and mango juice and a thin paper straw, you nestle down into a booth, pulling out your phone as you begin your wait. simon did say his train would arrive at around 10am, so where was he? that’s fine, the pub at least has free wifi you can use to mindlessly scroll through. and scroll, and scroll and scroll and scroll until—

“fancy seein’ ye here, wee riley!”

you glance up from your phone, mouth agape as you look dead straight at a grown up, scruffily bearded johnny mactavish. “jesus christ—“ you mumble under your breath, eyebrows furrowing at how.. massive and grown up he is. he grins down at you, still standing. “what? gonnae give me a hug or whit?” he chortles, wiggling his thick unruly eyebrows around you. yep, it’s definitely still the same old mactavish brother you remember.

“ye look different than when we was wee bairns. yer definitely the better lookin’ riley.” johnny grins as he shoots a playful wink at you, taking a big swig of lager to parch his thirst. your eyes flit to the beer foam that sticks to his moustache, which makes you giggle. “you’ve got a lil something on your moustache. you saving it for later?” you tease, motioning to where the foam sits on his face.

“yeah, soap, you savin’ that for later?”

if your head had turned around any faster, you’d have probably broken your fucking neck. simon.

he’s… he’s so different now.

rising from your seat, you glance up at your brother with a nervous gulp. you can tell from the way he glances down at you that his heart is damn near close to bursting when he sees how grown his baby sister is, she’s not the little chubby cheeked scamp he remembers. but he quickly shoves the emotions down, his shoulders squared up as he watches you draw closer to him.

“simon,” you mutter quietly, biting your lip as you awkwardly hug his side. it’s been so long, you almost contemplate whether a hug isnt appropriate. a handshake? awkward fist bump? simon grumbles, patting your back as he reciprocates the hug with the same awkwardness. johnny cringes slightly at how uncomfortable you and simon look.

you find out that johnny is known as sergeant soap, while simon is simply lieutenant ghost. “yer brother’s fuckin’ brilliant on the battlefield, he’s saved my arse more times than i can count.” johnny grins, nudging his shoulder into simon’s, who just simply looks down at his drink with furrowed eyebrows. you nod, chewing the inside of your lip. “why do they call you soap?” you ask, tilting your head at johnny. he howls with laughter, shaking his head at you. “ye don’t want to find out, lass.” he simply says, shooting a teasing wink at you. you shouldn’t be attracted to that, but it does gets your heart pumping a little faster.

“so, lass, what about ye? any’hink goin’ on in the life of wee riley?” johnny hums out, propping his arms up behind him on the booth’s rim, his muscles bulging out from his tshirt sleeves. jesus christ, he’s ripped.

stealing your gaze from his biceps with a flushed cough, you shrug and take a sip of your drink. “i’m studying for my masters up in leeds. i.. haven’t been to manchester since i left.” you finally admit, eyes glancing over to read simon’s face, which is stoney and unperturbed. johnny whistles, grinning as he nods at you. “leeds, eh? northern girlie, are ye?” he teases, nudging simon yet again. “can ye believe it, monsi? wee riley’s all grown up, doin’ her masters n shit. damn.”

you roll your eyes, feeling a rush of blood to your cheeks as you fidget with your drink bottle. “there’s two years between us, johnny. ‘m not as young as you think i am.” you mutter quietly, your gaze flicking up to read his reaction. he’s still grinning, though he nods in agreement. “aye, canny argue with that.”

simon doesn’t speak much the entire time you’re all there, it’s almost like he speaks through johnny at times. “si’s been wafflin’ on and on about today, ye ken. been lookin’ forward to the ol’ riley-mactavish clan finally gettin’ back together.” johnny says, the two of you glancing over at simon who simply grunts, the corners of his lips twitching up into what looks like a hybrid of a grimace and a smile.

but at least johnny doesn’t make it awkward, always going on and on about whatever floated through his mind. he gives you updates on his sisters, practically glowing when he gets the chance to gloat about becoming an uncle. “the wee bairns, they like me. mam reckons i’ll make a good dad one day.” he hums as he shows you a picture on his phone, one where he’s flexing his muscles while holding twin baby boys like the deadliest missiles that cute tactical intelligence could muster up. it’s cute, the way he lights up when talking about his life, even how excited he gets for your achievements in life. simon doesn’t seem to want to get a word in edge ways.

as the catch-up comes to an end, you awkwardly slide out of the booth, rubbing your hands together. “well.. it was nice seeing you both.” you say on bated breath, a look of disappointment flashing across your face momentarily as you glance at simon. johnny pouts as he stands, patting simon on the back with a solid thwack. “we’ll have to do some’hink together, all three of us. like the good ol’ days.” he says, grinning up at simon, who nods. “spose so.” is all simon seems to add to the conversation, looking down at you.

and as you all exit the pub together, johnny giving you one last hug with a content groan, you give them a small smile and a wave goodbye, asking them to just let you know what they decide on doing.

as you lay down in the grotty hotel bed, curled up between thin sheets, you think about this sudden revelation that the two boys from your childhood aren’t cherubic anymore. life isn’t full of giggles and adventures, it’s ruthless and it’s dangerous. and the sight of your big brother, stone faced and silent, it makes you feel guilty. does he resent you for not staying in contact? has it been too long to attempt to reforge your relationship with him?

with a sigh, you reach out to grab your phone from the bedside table, eyes watery as you check the time. 1am.

ping. you receive a text.

it reads, “hey wee riley, it’s johnny m. we’re thinking abt going clubbing sat night. u remember jamies near the maccies? just lmk if ur interested xx nice to see u xx”

looks like you’re gonna have to pick out a dress for saturday night.

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ryuluvr · 5 months

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ryujin itzy headcanons (nsfw/nsft) (wlw)

warnings: dom ryu, sub reader, mommy kink, fingering, riding, public sex, orgasm denial, slight humiliation, slight overstimulation, cursing, praise.

feel free to send me asks with thoughts and suggestions!

• she’s huge on ‘any time, any place’. you can always tell when she wants you because she always has a certain dark look in her eyes and its enough to make you physically weak at the knees. sofa, bed, bathroom, kitchen, she literally makes it her goal to switch it up every time to keep it interesting.

• she’s also into public sex. it started off pretty tame like fucking you in shop fitting rooms or in public bathrooms, covering your mouth to keep you quiet so you guys wouldnt get caught. but it quickly escalated, for example getting you to ride her thigh in a corner booth in a club, leaving wet sloppy kisses all over your neck making you whine as you grind against her. thank god the music drowns you out.

• she loves to talk you through it, praising you during your climax. “that’s it baby, let it out. you’re doing so well for me.” GODDDDD

• she also calls herself mommy in third person and lets out a breathy moan every time you call her that title yourself. “mommy’s got you baby.. did i tell you to stop?” it makes you die every time without fail omfg.

• she works you up in the most torturous ways imaginable, putting her hands all over your body as slow and as light as possible, smirking at you because she loves to watch you become desperate. she kisses and softly sucks at the skin on your neck as she gropes your breasts, her thumbs soon running across your nipples from over your clothes, just enough for you to feel it and writhe under her because “it isnt enough, mommy.”

• she ALWAYS asks you if you feel good, sometimes moving her hands away from your core with a smug look on her face straight after, simply to be a little mean. “mommy’s getting tired baby, can you fuck yourself on my fingers?” of course she isn’t tired, she’s only going to suddenly pump into you when you least expect it.. she just wants to watch you put on a show for her first like the obedient girl you are.

• she loves missionary over any other position because she adores watching you fall apart below her, gripping onto the sheets underneath or trying to cover your face with your arms or hands. she finds it adorable when you’re embarrassed and vulnerable.

• “what do you want, baby? where do you want to be touched? use your words, my pretty girl.” UGHHH

• she’s extremely cocky at times. if your phone rings she’ll continue pleasuring you and order you to take the call, but doesnt get mad if you end it suddenly due to it being too much for you. it only turns her on more that shes the one making you feel this good. she knows you wont even have the energy to call them back once she’s done with you anyways. LORDDD

• her speed increases every time you come, often pumping into you with two fingers as she sucks on your clit. she wont stop even after you finish just to watch you whine and shake because you’re overstimulated, and truthfully, it hurts. she’s not mean enough to continue though, its just for a few seconds.

• if you come on her fingers she’ll take them out and get you to taste yourself. “how does my baby girl taste? mm good, right?” feeling you suck on her fingers only makes her groan. she could easily climax just from watching you. most of the time she’ll kiss you straight after just to taste you once more on your own lips.

• she doesn’t want it all the time as shes more of a giver, but on occasion she’ll ask you to touch her too. “just like that. fuck, baby..” she talks you through it, encouraging you the entire time and guiding your hands where she secretly desperately needs them to get off. her moans are breathy and low, often throwing her head back and bucking up her hips, especially if you’re eating her out which is her favourite thing ever omfg.

• she constantly curses under her breath as if she cant handle the way you make her feel, as if every time is her first. she grips onto your hair and tugs it slightly without realising but you don’t mind. you wouldn’t dare keep her waiting so you make her come as fast and as intensely as you can, she loves that shit.

• she LOVES eye contact, especially when she forces you to maintain it. she will grip your hair or your chin to make sure your eyes cant leave hers. “good girl, look at me. eyes on mommy.”

lorddd i cant cope

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a-gal-with-taste · 2 years

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Princess (NSFW)

Summary: The thankless second-in-command, the notorious runner-up, and the presumed-heiress of the Underground-empire, has had a long day. And she needs something quick to get her mind from it - some booze, smoke, and you, ought to do.

Warnings: MDNI|NSFW. WLW, smut, flirting, teasing, established-relationship, implied sex-work, cunnilingus, slight hair-pulling, Sevika getting treated right

Sevika had given up her left-arm, and in response, Silco had been made his right-hand.

A far trade, though she took the role of secondary leadership begrudgingly, knowing damn good and well it didn't so much equate to a role commanding respect, as it did equate to a role more akin to a glorified grunt.

A higher-up goon, a henchwoman with an official job and a million more headaches. Gratefulness was a foreign concept in Zaun already, but the idea of thanking the Eye himself for propping her up to second-place, was simply asinine.

All she wanted was to do her job. Get Zaun's shit together. Keep the streets in line. Fuck with Topside for all their fuckary, and maybe have a good round of booze in-between before she bites-it.

Still, Sevika admits there are some perks in being the initially unwilling second-in-command of the Nation of Zaun. Her orders are following as unquestionably as if they kept from the devil's-mouth itself, so when she stationed herself in the back-most booth in the bar, with a drink, a smoke and a look that threatened pain-of-death if interrupted, the goons knew to leave her the fuck alone.

They also knew not to pay attention to the sweet-little thing that had crossed the room to join her, half-heartedly flicking the booth-curtain closed. They knew not to look, and you were good at your job with keeping quiet.

Most of the time.

Nursing something hard, dark and bitter as sin, the burn is almost as soothing as the salve that your hands make as they travel over the back of broad-shoulders, prodding at knots that have developed over the years, and would take just as long to knead out.

"Long day?"

"A long fucking day." Sevika confirm, and you hum, grinding a thumb down on a muscle that's as solid as steel.

That hand travels though, and soon passes over her shoulders entirely, down to her front, playing at the collar at her shirt. Your voice, always so sweet, has taken on a familiar tone that almost has a smile at her lips, "You want to me to make you a long night as well?"

It's tempting. And unlike Mr. Uptight upstairs, Sevika has fewer qualms with giving into temptations, evident that her reputation doesn't exactly rely on charisma, a scary-face and a fancy-title like The Industrialist.

Anyone who knows her, who needs to know her, just know her as Sevika. No need to sweat over a public image, when they already know all they need to, and know to be wary of her name alone.

Still. "Nah. Long day, don't need to double it."

It's not a dismissal. And you've been coming around long enough to know that it isnt, but just in case something gets lost in translation, Sevika lowers her drink the the table with a tap, reaches up to grab the hand playing near her collar, and guides it further down.

Down, down, until your fingers now brush against the buckle of her belt.

She only has to tilt her chin slightly to the side in order to breathe against your cheek, as a faint smirk accompanies the simple order, "Make it quick."

Words seem harsh, but you grin something stupid, almost eager in the way you slide from your seat at the booth - and slide down, down onto the floor between her spread legs. Eyes barely visible as you duck your head beneath the table, but even in the shadows, your grin is nearly blinding as your palms smooth up her inner-thighs, "Whatever you want, princess."

Grey-eyes roll to the ceiling, and her head nearly rolls along with it as she shoves a stick of tobacco in her mouth. She had grabbed the good-stuff, looking to treat herself... training the bomb-happy brat, diverting a supply-run, checking up on the docks and a handful of run-ins with wannabe gangs had made her day long-indeed, and a good reward seemed due. Sevika knew she was unlikely to find such thanks anywhere else, let alone at the Drop, let alone in the world of Zaun...

So, she was content to take her self-given reward in the form of a more high-end cigar between her lips, and a pretty girl tugging down at her clothes from between her legs.

You grow more teasing with your hands once the belt is undone, nimble fingers playing at buttons and the zipper as a lighter clicks on from above you. It's only at the first exasperated, potentially impatient huff of smoke that you dip your fingers on the hem of jeans, and start working the pants down in earnest.

More than eager to see you work for it yourself, Sevika gives half an effort of rising off her seat, letting you pull the jeans down to her ankles.

You stop then, eyes flicking up to her with an exaggerated bat of your lashes. Angelic, she assumes you try-for, but Sevika's lived in the modern-day embodiment of hell itself, and knows there's some sort of devil behind those doe-like eyes of yours. It shows in your innocent question, "Wet already? I'd say you were a bit needy."

"And I'd say you're wasting my damn time-"

Smoke sputters out with her words that are choked off, suddenly, and the metal-armed woman bites down hard on the cigar to keep it from falling out as you drag your tongue slowly, firmly over her slit. Eyes remaining fixed on her expression as you settle closer, hands needing at inner thighs as you do it again with bright, daringly-smug eyes.

Sevika decides not to give you such a reaction again. Instead, she gives you her metal-hand - fingers reinforced with smoothed and tempered-copper, but she knows damn-well the joints still pinch a little as they curl into the back of your head.

Your eyes flutter though, almost pleased at the faint sting from the tug on your hair. "Kinky bitch, aren't you?" Sevika says lowly, grey-eyes hooded as you trace her outer-mound with her tongue, thumbs rubbing circles at the junction between her thighs.

A tug on your hair, before you raise your eyes to her attention. Sevika raises a brow at the unfiltered lust she finds there, and decides to ignore the glimmer of mirth there as well. If addressed, she imagines she'll have to brush aside your taunts in regards to the darkening of her cheeks and ears, and she'd rather not have her blushing-status be pointed out.

"Go on, then," She retorts around the cigar, reaching with her flesh-hand to blow out a ring, in time with a sharper-tug on your hair with her metal-one. "Wasting time."

You strive not to waste anymore.

Rewarded with a short, low hum as you press closer, tongue parting between folds in order to lap at the wetness to beckon forth more, it's more out of reflex then spite that has copper-fingers curling tighter on your hair. And it all only strives to encourage you, nestling your mouth ever closer to tease at her sex with your tongue.

Trailing up, down, Sevika is quick to pluck the cigar from her mouth before she bites the damn thing in half, as your tongue flicks upward to catch on her clit. Teeth grind on teeth, and faux-nails dig into your scalp as you lavish at her centre, lips closing around that bundle of nerves to suckle with abandon.

Sevika feels, rather than sees the grin you make against her when she lets out the smallest of curses between gritted teeth.

Your hands are almost assuring as they smooth against her thighs, not attempting to sooth away the slight shake they give under the unrelenting attentions of your mouth and tongue, but moreso as encouragement to give in. Obviously, you should be able to tell that she's well on her way to, as your tongue explores between her dripping entrance and pulsing clit.

But you seem eager to reach the destination, and Gods, if she isn't just as eager. Pressing impossibly close to lap against her hole, one hand travels further up and Sevika, proud of her self-control, immediately loses any semblance of it with a rocking of her hips as your thumb presses and grinds tight, rapid circles around her clit.

Still, she has enough not to growl out your name like she might want to. Or make any other embarrassing small whines or groans at your ministrations, because Hell knows your pride doesn't need a boost, and hers doesn't need that sting.

But what she does need, and chases without restraint and with quickening-rolls of her hips, is to cum, and you seem all too eager to oblige as you grip said hips. Not to still or even slow, but as leverage as you rock your face in-time between her openly-shaking legs.

Head falling back with a faint thump against the wall behind her, Sevika has enough presence of mind to swallow back a loud moan, instead letting out a long, loud exhale from her nostrils as you are far more open. Groaning against her cunt as her juices coat your tongue, and you're eager to lap up every drop, that sound turns almost whiny as her fingers dig tighter into your hair at her orgasm.

When the world comes flooding back into her awareness, and she has enough presence of mind to crack open her eyes again as she pants raggedly, Sevika muses herself at the idea that you might just get-off on having your hair-tugged alone.

Pitying the fact that there's not enough time to find out, she grinds out her cigar into the empty glass, before reaching down to tap at your cheek with the back of her fingers when the sensations start to feel sharp, senses overwhelming and causing a second-round for sweat t build on her brow.

You've got enough cheek to glance up at her, and pout, but another tug on your hair has your eyes fluttering, and mouth unlatching from her cunt with a wet, ragged breath that leaves her twitching before your departure.

That mirthful glint in your eyes is back, and despite her panting, the metal-armed woman scowls breathlessly at you. You did that on purpose, and once pulling out a handkerchief to clean off any remnants from between her thighs, she knows you damn too-well to know taking your sweet time on her sensitivities is also on-purpose.

"I said m-make it quick-"

Another low hum as you dart forward, barely ghosting your tongue over her slit for a last taste, pulling back with a smug grin at your lips, and a pointed swallow.

"I am quick... see?" You purr as you guide her pants back up once she is cleaned, and Sevika uses her metal-hand to prop herself back up to tug it the rest of the way. "Quick as a bunny."

"Then hop along," She grunts, but you pay her no mind as you take your time, carefully buttoning up her jeans, re-doing a belt buckle, and even smoothing over her thighs, this time to relax any creases made.

They travel up as you do, palms smoothly traveling up her hips, waist, and chest as you emerge up from under the table. They squeeze once at her covered-breasts, and even under the thick reinforcements of leather and thick-fabric, Sevika feels herself stiffen at your touch there. "You don't mean that," You chide, attempting to pout, failing with a smirk. "I daresay you like me."

"And I daresay you've got other clients to go fuck with," It comes out more like a tease, then gruff, but any borderline-fondness melts away with her gruff sigh, "Got night-patrol, anyway. Shit like that means I got another half before I'm back on the streets, if that."

She's thinking about hitting the bar once more before then - maybe even a quick-round to cheat some chumps out of their coin, when your breath passes her cheek, and ghosts against her ear as you kiss almost chastely at the skin behind her ear.

There isn't a damn thing chaste about your words, "Gotta find time one of these days, sweetheart," Your murmur against her skin, and there's a smirk there, like you've absolutely clocked the flush on her skin. "Bring you by my place, and fuck you day 'n night, till you can't even remember what work used to be."

Gods.

It's tempting.

"Maybe another time," Sevika says, this time, a true dismissal. Not one she gives happily, but a necessary one. A small, thoughtful hum, but you accept it obediently, leaving behind one sweet little kiss to her skin, and a string of low, rolling parting-words that, no matter how focused and good at her job she may be, Sevika knows damn well she'll be hearing your voice throughout the rest of her work for this night, and the rest to follow.

Maybe, that's exactly what your goal is.

"As you command, princess."

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aemiron-main · 7 months

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I dont mean to be rude, but why are you so against Henry being George? in the audition tapes "Betty" that you admit is probably patty, is seen interacting with George the whole time, in his tape, he only interacts with her too, and in the promo shots Louis is always with Ella, so what would be your explanation for that? I know we will know everything in exactly one month but I always see you saying that and it's been bothering me, im just really curious, could you explain?

Hey there, anon! No worries about being rude at all, I’m more than happy to explain and clarify! <3

So, it’s not really a matter of me being “against” Henry being George- it’s simply a matter of me thinking that the evidence doesn’t fully support him being George. It’s like. I’m not *against* the idea that dragons exist and are secretly living underground in cool dragon cities- hell, I’d love that! But I don’t see the evidence to support said underground dragons, and the same applies for George being Henry.

So, I’ve talked in a bunch of posts about why I don’t think that George is Henry, but I’m going to summarize the main reasons right here for you:

1.) The Ages

This collider article talked about TFS leaks & the fact that Patty had romantic feelings for George:

And that article describes both Patty and George as being at least 14 years old.

And when we look at the audition tapes, we can see that Patty is at least 15 years old, because she mentions that the confession booth has been her hiding place for the past 15 years:

However, Henry Creel is canonically 12 years old:

And even if you don’t think that the newspapers are reliable/somehow think that’s a production error, THIS is not a 15 year old boy- even his actor was 12 at the time:

So, this means that in order for Henry to be George, they’re either a.) going to do a romance between a 15+ year old girl and a 12 year old boy, which would be like S1 Nancy dating S1 Dustin for context & I think that’s extremely unlikely or b.) they’re retconning Henry’s canon age in the play/ignoring canon, which makes absolutely no sense and is extremely unlikely because the play has been confirmed repeatedly to be canon:

So, unless they REALLY pull some timeline weirdness with Henry’s age, there’s not really any possible way for him to be George AND for the play to be canon- unless they have a 15+ year old dating a 12 year old, which I really don’t think they’ll do.

2.) The Personality

George is absolutely nothing like Henry personality- wise. Based on what we see in the audition tapes, George is snarky and opinionated, whereas Henry, as a child, is shy and silent.

George is a loner, much like Henry, but that also fits with Allen Munson (who we’ll come back to later), and being a loner also applies to characters like Hopper, and even Bob- being a loner isn’t something unique to Henry. Hell, even being a “pale, moody, new kid loner,” like the description from that Collider article isn’t unique to Henry. That could apply to both Allen and Lonnie.

George snarks about Betty being “prom queen,” and dramatically tells her “that’s your cue”- you have to watch the audition tapes to see/hear what I mean, but the way he speaks and the way his lines are written is such a far cry from Henry- hell, Henry doesn’t even talk that way/his dialogue isnt written that way when he’s giving a dramatic monologue in the show in 1979- and Henry as a child is silent every time we see him and doesn’t have any of the same mannerisms as George.

3.) The “Powers”

Something that people love to cite as evidence that George is Henry is the idea that George has powers based on some of his scenes in the auditions. However, those scenes are actually great evidence that George isn’t Henry, because when you watch those scenes, the way George describes what’s going on is polar opposite to the way Henry describes his powers & the way we see Henry’s powers working.

George, for example, talks about hearing voices in his head telling him to do bad things/hurt people- something that Henry never mentions, not even during his 1979 monologue. George also seems to be afraid of his supposed powers, whereas Henry seems to see them as something natural/as a tool/as part of him realizing that it was other people who were broken, not him.

I actually think that the voices that George is hearing are the result of that weird radio broadcast that’s supposedly killing people that’s mentioned in TFS. And I think that his experience with Patty/seemingly seeing eachother in the void/teleporting/whatever that was is far more likely to be tied to Patty having powers, especially with all of Patty’s El parallels (the scenes where Patty talks about her mother), and with how frequently articles about TFS talk about how important Patty is going to be to the plot:

So, again, it’s not a matter of “oh I really HATE the idea of Henry being George, so I’m going to pretend it’s not true even though it is,” it’s instead a matter of “if Henry is George, I’m fine with it, I’m just really not convinced that he Is George & am somewhat frustrated by people acting like it’s confirmed that he’s George when it’s not confirmed at all and when there’s multiple aspects of George that don’t align with Henry & contradict Henry’s canon lore such as the age stuff”

Also, I’ve never denied that Patty and Henry are going to have scenes together- I figured they’d have scenes together even before the audition tapes, because they have that parallel at the Crele house window vs the church window in the TFS animated teaser trailer! And Louis and Ella being together isn’t really something that I need to explain, because I’ve literally never denied that Henry and Patty are going to have scenes together & all of my analysis re: Henry and George and Patty has been done with the assumption that Henry and Patty are going to interact frequently regardless of who George is. Now, like I talked about in this post, regardless of whether Henry is George or not, I don’t think that Henry and Patty are going to be a romantic couple. My thing is that I simply don’t agree that it’s firm/clear-cut that Henry is George. Me not agreeing that Henry is George doesn’t mean that I think that Henry and Patty won’t interact- it simply means that I don’t think that the George that we saw in the leaked audition takes is Henry/I don’t think that George was the code name for Henry.

And to more specifically answer your question about the connection between George and Patty’s interacting mostly with eachother in the audition tapes vs Henry and Patty being put together in promo stuff:

First of all, the reason why Patty and George seem to “only” interact with eachother in the audition is because the scenes chosen for the audition happen to be with eachother- both of their auditions read the same two scenes, just different sides of it.

So, Patty could have 500 scenes with other characters and those two scenes could be the ONLY scenes she has with George in the whole play (I’m not saying that’s the truth, but just as a hyperbolic example), and we would have no idea because we’re only seeing the tiny tiny snippet scenes that were used for auditions.

Second of all, like I said earlier, Patty and Henry interacting frequently in the play is not news to me.

Like, I just don’t really see the firm link between the auditions and the promo stuff/I don’t see how that points to Henry being George. Patty and George interacting frequently and Patty and Henry interacting frequently doesn’t mean that Henry is George. It just means that Patty (as we know) is a core character who’s going to be interacting frequently with multiple characters.

Third of all, regardless of how often they put Patty and Henry together in promo stuff, and regardless of how often George and Patty interact in the audition tapes, that still doesn’t change all of the issues that don’t align with George being Henry (all of the stuff that I mentioned earlier), especially since the play has repeatedly been confirmed to be canon material & the Duffers have even been talking with the TFS team while writing S5 & making the TFS team change things so that everything aligns lore-wise:

So, all of the evidence that points to Henry not being George isn’t something that can just be overlooked because it’s a separate play/they aren’t just taking creative liberties with ages etc because it’s all canon & they’re working hard to make sure that it all lines up lore-wise with the show. And lore-wise, Henry is 12, which doesn’t line up with Patty’s age (based on her comments in the audition about how long she’s been hiding in the confession booth throughout her life), and also doesn’t align with George talking about prom and prom queen etc.

Hopefully this answers your questions, anon! :DD

It’s not a matter of me not wanting Henry to be George- it’s simply a matter of me not believing that he is George. I’m far more inclined to believe that Allen Munson is George, especially since the auditions didn’t use codenames for characters who aren’t brand-new characters (such as Hopper, his audition didn’t have a codename), so it wouldn’t make sense for them to use a code name for Henry. But it WOULD make sense for them to use a code name for Allen Munson, because he’s technically a new character, just like Patty.

If I seem particularly annoyed about the whole thing/about Henry supposedly being George, it’s not actually because I despise the idea- I’m annoyed a.) because the evidence doesnt support it and b.) because people are acting like it’s confirmed canon that Henry is George & trying to dunk on me for being wrong about him not being George when the reality is that it’s not confirmed whatsoever. The casting announcements didn’t give us ANY new information about who George was- all the casting did was tell us that Henry was going to be in the play- something we already knew! None of the code names have been revealed. There’s nothing in the casting that proves that George is Henry, and yet, for some reason, people are acting like it’s confirmed, which is where i get frustrated. I’m not even frustrated that people disagree with me, just frustrated that they’re acting like it’s concrete confirmed canon when it’s absolutely not.

Anyway, thank you again, anon! :DD If I seemed annoyed with you at all, I’m not, that’s just how i talk/I’m slightly frustrated with Other People acting like it’s 100000% confirmed that Henry is George.

#stranger things #the first shadow #henry creel

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What are your general headcanons of SAYU?

;NSR SAYU - General Headcanons

Compilation of headcanons and analysis about Sayu (+ the "Sayu Team") and other related things.

just a heads up! I don't see sayu as an AI even if the wiki lists her as such (the wiki also lists the sayu team as her creators which isnt. true???). to me, she's literally just tila's vtuber rig, so this post won't focus much on sayu as a "person" like the DJSS post!

I do have some in-depth HCs about it and stuff, but yeah! this was just the warning for ppl who don't like this specific portrayal of sayu

All of the marketing related to Sayu is meant to blur the line between fiction and reality.

Okay, okay bear with me for a second! This is gonna be a long one just to explain a single HC.

Sayu is meant to be an obvious homage to digital idols like Hatsune Miku, but whereas Hatsune Miku can be easily described as a voicebank and a very malleable character to play with when creating songs and different versions of her, Sayu doesn't have this advantage within NSR, since she originates from a videogame instead.

This means that while Miku can be a blank slate for people to do as they wish with her, it's harder to do with Sayu because she has an established, solid lore and personality within the game she comes from.

I like to think that, as rock (not just the music genre, but that specific mindset and all the subcultures and aesthetics that came with rock) began to fade out from Vinyl City, it was inevitably overshadowed by the complete opposite - cutesy, colorful and starry-eyed characters.

Doki Doki Mermaid Club was released during this transitional period within Vinyl City, and because it was brand new and so very different from what people knew, it became a hit. Like Kul Fyra, the citizens of Vinyl City became tired and their passion fizzled out. Instead of rock and its mentality of addressing serious issues, speaking against injustice, being loud, brash and so on, people were now drawn to the more chill, soft and pastel vibe this new genre brought.

And I like to think that NSR, specifically Tatiana, noticed that there was a lot of potential within parasocial relationships between idols and fans. But because Sayu was still tied to a game, they had to slowly force her out of it so she could go from "Sayu, from DDMC" to "Sayu, NSR's Megastar", if that makes sense.

This process would include buying the company behind the game and allowing it to simply disappear from the public's memory while Sayu's fame continued on growing. The rest of the characters were used to prop Sayu, as a way to profit from nostalgia, but once they outlived their usefulness, they were forgotten. The same thing that happened to Ex-Jay and all other rock bands prior EDM.

"But why would NSR go so far as buying a company just to let it die?" They canonically did that with smaller companies - in Akusuka, you can interact with Sayu Snacks and this dialogue confirms the lengths NSR is willing to go for success:

MAYDAY: I remember the day they bought over the tiny Vinyl City factory that made these. The mom-and-pop couple was so happy, but I kinda miss the packaging for Sheriff Bob's Barley Shots. ZUKE: Sayu-brand snacks… does Sayu even eat these? She's completely digital, right?

With this context, it makes sense to me that once Sayu established herself as a popular character, NSR would risk it all and hire a bunch of teenagers to ensure she continues being relevant.

This ensures Sayu's existence as an alleged "AI", she's as real as you and she's promoting your favorite snacks! She's cute and she lives in a huge tower where she hosts her concerts! She's Sayu and she loves you and she's also your internet provider! She's real because you can take pictures with her! She's REAL because her influence bleeds into every aspect of Akusuka.

MAYDAY: Hey! It's one of those picture booths I've heard so much about! This one even lets me pretend to take pictures with Sayu! Wait, why would I want that? ZUKE: I heard these things were once all the rage, but now, they've been relegated to only the Akusuka district...I guess we have Sayu to thank for that.

By allowing people to believe in Sayu as a person, NSR also makes sure to protect the identity of the unseen team behind her. It's two birds one stone, really. It's not unlike the way 1010 operates, with Neon J behind it all as a manager. Both of them profit from the exact same thing: allowing fans to obsess over made-up personas.

That's why implying Sayu isn't real is such a taboo within Akusuka - it destroys everything NSR worked so hard to build. But in the end, Sayu is still four people acting and keeping up with the façade because of their love for the character. That's why her mural in Tatiana's office only pictures her without the Sayu Team, unlike 1010's which has Neon J in the dead center.

The idea of turning Sayu into a proper, independent AI in order make better use of assets and resources hasn't been entirely shelved, however. But given Vinyl City's history with AI - that is to say, the fake background memories given to warbots - I think NSR would want to wait a little more to polish that plan before putting it into action, as a fully conscious and independent Sayu wouldn't be able to properly care for a whole district, and having her team of teenagers take the lead in administration would also be pretty fucked up.

And that leads me to my next headcanon!

Similar to Yinu, the Sayu Team has little to no power when it comes to managing Akusuka. They do, however, have full control over Sayu and how she's portrayed.

The reasons are the same as mentioned above - they're too young, lack knowledge and NSR would prefer to be the ones running the whole thing instead from the shadows, etc, etc. It's the same situation as Yinu.

But! To balance things out, though, the Sayu Team was given full creative control over Sayu - her design, her personality, the types of ads she'll be involved with, etc etc. This ensures that Sayu continues being relevant and "hip" with the newer generations, hence her popularity with younger kids and teens. The only reason she hasn't strayed much from her original conception is because all four members are very careful to respect Sayu's roots, being their favorite character and all.

I like to think Remi is the most protective when it comes to Sayu's image, his designs are always in-character for her and all potential collabs/crossovers with other franchises or whatever must go through him first to ensure she doesn't break too much character. I'd even argue that he could be the leader (or at the very least, the much more organized member) of the group, just based on that little moment of him staying calm and planning how to win against B2J while everyone else was panicking.

Tila and Dodo, while they both trust Remi's judgement, believe that broadening their horizons could be fun and better for them on the long run - Tila, as the heart of the group and the voice of Sayu, loves engaging as much as she can with fans, and Dodo just thinks it would be very cool to have Sayu in different media, like fighting games (though it's more of an excuse to show off his motion capture skills).

Sofa and Remi are also the members who care the most about the other mermaids from Doki Doki Mermaid Club. And while Sofa often insists for them to bring them all back somehow, Remi understands that their contract is most likely against it, so he's content just doing fanart for the group.

Since all of them are young and their designs are meant to represent introverted and geeky students, plus taking into consideration their demographic, I could see them use Sayu to speak a lot about important issues like bullying and mental health!

All four members are very close, obviously. But they're also very close to Yinu and her Mama!

This is partially because all adults agree that Yinu should interact with people her age - the thing is, the closest people to her age are the Sayu Team.

I like to think they've become sibling figures to her, and that they're all often lumped together during NSR events. There is also something to be said about Mama and how she just immediately takes the Sayu Team under her wing, since they don't have their parents around 24/7 to support them like Yinu does. Maternal instincts and all.

It's very surprising for citizens of Vinyl City to see Yinu and Sayu doing collabs together, as Sayu is often paired with 1010 due to their similar status as idols, but because of the team's friendship with Yinu, it never feels out of place. The Sayu Team did attempt to keep the myth of Sayu being a real AI, but Yinu was much too perceptive to even fall for it. Besides, she has much more fun composing and coming up with ideas with them than talking to a hologram.

When it comes to their dynamics with other Megastars, I'd say all of them are intimidated by Eve's strong presence - though Remi really looks up to her from an artist's point of view, and Tila admires her confidence. Dodo is a fan of Neon J and practices his dance moves in secret, something that all the other members tease him for. As for Sofa, I can see him asking DJSS about his creative process. The guy runs a club with sick effects, he wants to know how DJSS does it!

All four of them also like 1010, but are in different levels of denial about it, with Dodo openly gushing about his favorite bias (it's Purl-hew, he LOVES Purl-hew) and Remi seething, screaming and crying whenever someone notices that his drawing tablet has 1010 stickers on the back. Sofa and Tila are more in the middle, being casual fans but getting flustered and a little ashamed whenever someone brings it up face to face - they promise they're not like those deranged fans!

You know, like those teens who are into things that the media has deemed cringe and whatnot, so they feel they have to be a liiittle detached and mean about their tastes to avoid being criticized.

Regarding their backgrounds, I like to think that Remi and Tila didn't meet each other face to face until it was time to sign their NSR contract, while Dodo and Sofa went to the same highschool and are childhood friends who made amateur action movies together. It just clicks very nicely to me!

Aspects of the Sayu Team bleed into Sayu and viceversa.

It's small details, like Sayu's dominant hand perhaps being the same as Remi's, or Sayu's casual speech patterns during streams being somewhat similar to Tila's. Maybe her typical gestures are also things that Dodo is known for, and so on. All of it helps make Sayu feel more real to fans.

In turn, there are times in which the Sayu Team find themselves adding Sayu's popular catchphrases into their vocabulary entirely on accident, their wardrobes now full of clothes she would wear. I can also imagine Sofa and Remi having trouble separating their work screens from reality - you know, like when digital artists try to press ctrl+z when doing traditional art. Dodo's is the funniest by far, since he straight up has an idle animation taken from Sayu, but I'd argue that he's a very physical person and needs to be constantly moving somehow. Another contender for funniest slip up is Remi, who will just end up screaming "Pyun!" really loud when excited.

While fans only see the final product, the NSR staff can see all the love and effort that goes into Sayu just by looking at her team! Even Tatiana respects the way they've turned Sayu into their very own personal project, with that initial giddy energy that every content creator feels when starting out and seeing their work pay off.

Should Sayu ever become her own independent AI, I can see every Megastar come together to design a proper body for her.

The Sayu Team are, at the end of the day, a bunch of kids with a dream - their design is the priority, of course, but Neon J and DJSS would be the ones to tweak and work around it, doing their best to ensure proper mobility - both on land and within her streaming hub - and to add all necessary safety equipment. Neon J specifically would be the one to work on her AI, I'd say.

Yinu and Eve would ensure that the aesthetics aren't lost during the building process, finding ways of allowing Sayu to still be recognized by fans but with enough room for changes, should she require them for concerts or events.

I feel like the Sayu Team would prefer for Sayu to only have a single body, instead of endless ones to be replaced like 1010, and they would keep a back-up of her AI in a little pendrive (a nod to Monika from DDLC!). It just makes her feel more real!

And with Sayu being an actual, sentient AI working as a Megastar, I imagine this would pave the way for all the other robots who are fully sentient in Vinyl City to be acknowledged by everyone. So really, it's a win-win!

#nsr #no straight roads #nsr sayu #nsr sayu gang #nsr headcanons #sayu #i personally dont care much for Sayu but this was fun to write #i only like her design bc shes fun to draw teehee its the artist in my brain

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" Sheesh, I only ask that they raise the stage by .5 inch to reach safety standards and it's like I've asked them to make oranges out of Flapples or something. ..What do you mean that's being nit picky?? "

" .. Oh wait the mic is on fuc- "

AHEM.

" Thank you all for such an exciting conclusion to the Luvdisc Day Festival here in shinning Paldea! What's a little excitement to enrich the sweetness, hm? None to worry our dear Saguaro was not in any real danger and there's some fun to be had in drama especially with you sleuthers out there. " In fact Saguaro might've been having too much fun I heard-

" But to wrap this up in a beautiful bright bowtie let's announce some booth winners. I would love to point out that our lovely craftsmen, bakers, chefs, crafters, and the like worked so hard and diligently to make the festival shine in a way its never been before! Truly this year has been so utterly unique and a new shinning standard has been made for next year. Without further a do here we go chosen as a community in all the right places:

Best Booth Award: Tunnel of Romance by the lovely Jasmine ( @irxnmaiden ) and James ( @spikemuthtoothfairy ). Oh isn't that precious, their names even match! What an attraction for couples, friends and self-lovers alike!

Best Effort Award: Lovely Ponigiri powered by Hiroko Azai, Katsu Inoue and Shiori Ito ( @ranseiuniter ), now that's what I call cooking in the kitchen! Bringing some lovely flavors from their far off home for all of us to share!

...Wait what's that in the margins..? Saguaro voided on account of an unmanned booth for so long? Sheesh should've told management it isnt his fault for being kidnapped ... wait, I'm management? FineI'llcompensateforitlaterthemicisstillon-

... Anyways--

Academy's Choice Award: Bright Cider Life by our very own Brassius ( @grassius )! Oh he's worked very hard on his booth with lovely Applins of many varities. They do say in Galar they exchange these Pokemon to their beloveds. Just as sweet as he is~!

People's Choice Award: Winsome and Woven! Speaking of Galar this festival featured a booth by their very own grass gym trainer, Milo ( @cottonthumb )! Amazing what variety nations over are bringing to our lovely culture. Milo here offered their craftsmanship from the wool of Wooloo in every fashion needed!

And last but not least my very own choice award! You didn't think I'd sit this one out, did you? I've been more then a spectator!

La Primavera's Choice: ...Benji's Luvdisc Day Personal Delivery Service! by ofcourse, Benji ( @deliveryhimbo )! There's just something so intimate about having something delivered in total anonymity to a friend or a lover. And on such an important day? It simply must get there on time! Benji does not fall short in this matter and goodness someone who works so hard won't go unawarded!

Congrats all of you! You'll all be invited back next year as featured booths alongside some lovely grand prizes to sweeten the deal.

Everyone participating of course is getting league points and a lovely velvet ribbon for all your hard work. Again I can't thank you enough for bringing the light and festivities here in Paldea's most treasured festival!

While it saddens me to bring this to a close fret not, I believe there's more Paldea has to offer in the distance, hm? Thank you for coming and I wish you the brightest of days to come~! I hope you've found your sweetheart in the people you've met, in that special someone or in the very light within you! "

#queue. ･ﾟ ✹#ic. ･ﾟ ✹#luvdiscfest2023 #TOOK THREE DRAFTS BUT I DID IT HELLA #but this was so sweet oh man 🥺

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The Greatest Show

Blue Jones x Male!Reader

Explanation: Okay Im OBESSED with Blue Jones bit hes messed up and i dont want to romanticise anything he has done cause it is NOT okay so instead i have simply taken the character and created a WHOLE AU about it, i have tried to separate it from Sucker Punch as MUCH as possible so instead ill be taking inspo and Chareters from Moulin Rouge and The Greatest Show. Also the lack of Blue x Male!Reader makes me wanna cry and there is SO MUCH MATERIAL THERE so here we are.

Enjoy :DDD

Things to note: The MOLUIN ROUGE only burned down, Satine didnt die nore had she med Christain (yet ;) )

Might make a part two of people like it :))

No ones POV

The Lennox theater the best attraction in town untill a while back. It had everything, good dancers amazing singers and even a attractive owner. That was before the Moulin Rouge arrived. Once a attraction in France, admired by the owner of the Lennos theatre, in fact he coudnt help but be devisted when he heard it burned down. Now his admiration for the show has gone down hill as it has been noithing but bad for business since its arrived. Only people who cant get into the Moulin Rouge go to the Lennox theater.

Blue Jones wpuld awake every night. He would lie awake thinking of new acts and new ways to sell tickets. But every morning he would look out on the steet to see the que for the Moulin Rouge growing more and more each day, untill he had enough.

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"Mr. Jones?"

Blue admitted he looked a rush but quite frankly he cant be bothets with his protégé at the moment. Who might you ask? Christain, a young english writer who has fallen in love with theater. Blue had made the choice to take him under his wing, one he is severely regretting now.

"Not now Christian"

He rushes to the door, tying to avoid talking to Christain and t avoid spending money on another ticket. He has dicided he has had enough and plans to see what is so special about this Circus.

"Are you going to the Moulin Rouge Mr.Jones"

Blue stopped dead in his tracks and turns to look at Christain, his face clearly showing he isnt happy at this relavation Christain has come to.

'Im only checking out our competition Christain and if you wou-"

"Please Sir i have always wanted to go there, ill pay for both of us! I want to see Y/N L/N hes the best in the business mr-"

"IM the best in the business Christain, i thought you knew this"

Christain muttered a small apology and looked down. However the idea of not having to play for the ovet priced tickets was appealing to him.

"And i will prove it..if you pay for the tickets"

Christian's eyes light up as he goes to get his jacket, ad he dose so Blue wonders who this

Y/N person is and if they're so good why hasnt he heard of him.

"Come on!"

Christian excleimed excitedly already waling out the door. Blue had go jog to catch up with him but when he did he noitced how long the que was, it went all the way around the corner, he lets out a sigh and waits patiently, well not really.

"How long is this going to take"

"Hopefully not to long-see! Mr.Jones the lines moving"

Through his excitement however, Christian failed to realise that it was moving because people were walking aways, however he continued to walk on, Blue following him. When he reached the ticket counter Blie finally realised somethings up, but neglected not to say anything.

"Exuse me! Can we hav-"

"Sorry kid outta tickets"

"But-"

"There is a similar club down town witch im sure will fit your-"

The women looks up and down at both Blue and Christian.

"Needs"

"I OWN that 'club'and it isnt a club its a theater so-"

"Blue Jones?"

Now blue hates being interrupted, he was just about to give a peace of him mind to whoever it wad, untill he sore him

Y/Ns POV

I get ready for todays show and go to get one of our acts from the ticket booth. Nearly eveyone was seated so i made sure everything was running smoothly.

"I OWN that 'club' and it isnt a club is a theater so-"

"Blue Jones?"

Whats he doing here?

Blue Jones owns the Lennox theater down the streat from here, i have heard of his show and people tend to be very impressed. I havent had the opportunity to go see it i have been meaning to but ever since we have opened here business had been booming. I know eventually things will die down so im taking this opportunity and making as much money as possible. I do however, feel a bit guilty for taking business off Blue Jones, so i tell my employers to offer going to the Lennox theater instead, hoping that will make up for it. He turns around i can definitely say im impressed. He is a short man but his hair is slicked back giving him a classy look. He had a thin mustache lining up almost perfectly with his top lip.

"Exuse me?"

"Are you Y/N L/N?"

I hadn't even noitced the man standing behind him, he seemed less experienced in the business as blue, you can tell by his innocent expression, even if your not doing the dirty work this business can have a toll on you, guilt tends to take over as you watch new girls get currupted. I try to make it as pleasant as possible, they keep the money they make for selling there pleasantries plus a standard employee pay, they choice who and when theu do it and i never negotiate to sell them, girls who purley want to dance or sing, fo only so. I belive this is where Blue and I differ.

"Yes, i am and im sorry to pry but what exactly are you doing here"

"With all do respect Mr.L/N your show was unpleasantly disrupted buisness at my Theatre"

"Im sorry Mr.Jones, im sure this whole buzz will die out soon enough, im simply seizing the opportunity while i can, i dought we will be selling out every show, is that why you two came here?"

"No! Mr.L/N we cam to see your show! I mean i have heard of you and what you do is amazing! I mean your show in paris, people travelld the world to see!"

"Thank you, i am flatterd you think so highly of me, the seats are all taken but you can watch from the back?"

"I think well take you up on that offer"

"Great right this way"

I lead them back stage to where things where slowly ascending into choas, they usually do when we sell out. I look around for our star act, our sparkling diamond, and my best friend Santine.

"Where Santine!?"

I shout, not to loud but loud enough.

"Here!"

I turn around to be greated by Santine looking as beautiful as ever, just not my type.

"So what are we doing tonight?"

She asks, eyeing Christain as she dose.

"Im thinking of opening with Ladies choice"

"Crowed pleaser"

She adds

"And i was thinking Diamonds are a girls best friend for you ?"

"Great! Ill get my costume ready!"

I turn to see Christain obviously swooning over Santine, i find myself surprised Blue is seamily unaffected, or maybe hes juts good at hiding it.

"Y/N! Your on!!"

"Oh shit.. yous can watch from there" i point to a opening in the curtains and rush to my point on stage.

"Ladies choice"

I whisper to the musicians they give me a nod as i get in stage. Its a big higher than the reat of the stage, separateing me from the dancers. I grab my mic and its buisness as usual.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the Moulin Rouge!"

Applauds flood the house and i smile as i take it all on.

"Now im not going to keep you all from enjoying the show, so sit back, relaxe and enjoy!"

The music starts and i work my magic, i usually open up the show either with this song or a few other's, but this one has to be a crowd favourite.

Blues POV

I watched as Y/N prefromed the opening act, its weird how much i admire him having only known him a short period of time. Its werid how when presented with one of the most beautiful women i have ever seen my mind wonders only to how this man carries himself, i think im going insane.

"Thank you ladies and gentlemen, but dont waste all your aplose applause on me! I give you the beautiful the talented, the sexy, sparkling diamond!"

The whole theater goes black and only a spotlight comes from the ceiling, i should noitce the way it illuminates Santine, the way her outfit shimmers in the light and her beautiful voice, and i do but not in the same way i watch Y/N look up in total awe at Satine, as she spins around the room Y/N whole body turns to watch, the same awe struck smile on his face. I then come to a relization. They must be together, there cant be another explanation. I hate this feeling, i dont know why i care so much, i dont know this man and hes a MAN, i dont feel jealous of him, i feel jealousy of, as he discribes her,the beautiful the talented, the sexy, sparkling diamond, i feel jealously, but i dont know why.

I look over at Christain, fiding him as the rest of the men in the room are, swooning over Satine. I pull my gaze to a group of women, all fawning over Y/N, i look again, somethings familiar, till it hit me, those are my girls.

True its there day off and they can do what they want but again, the jealous feeling i get when Y/N makes eye contact with none outhet than Vera Goski, he gives her a wink then walks to meet Santine.

"Isnt she beautiful"

Christain says, not breaking his gaze away from Santine.

"Yeah..she is"

But my gaze is not on Santine, its on Y/N

#blue jones #blue jones x male reader #blue jones x reader #oscar isaac #oscar issac x reader #oscar issac x male reader #oscar issac hernandez estrada #oscar issac imagine #sucker punch

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hermesserpent-stuff · 1 year

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You know how in your Spider Nephew AU Fic you mentioned how the Enforcers helped a local dinner with a gang?? I wouldn't mind a one-shot of that.

Music of choice is number 31

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This is from my 2021 spotify wrap up! Since the number had been chosen before. But i loved being able to explore this scene thats been rolling around in the background. Thank you!!

Tw: violence

Montana walks with a bit of a bounce in his step. He had just recently found a place that served a great mix of Korean and Southern food that reminded him of his younger years. It is a small hole in the wall, but he found himself eating there at least once a week. Dan and Ox had noticed his improved mood and insisted that he spill the beans on what had him smiling.

Upon learning about the restaurant, Ox had given him a small pleading look that had Montana inviting both of them to join him. Which brings him to this moment, walking down the street and whistling. Dan looks at him with a raised eyebrow. Montana feels no shame and instead shoots his right hand man a lazy grin. He places his hands into his pockets and whistles some more.

He steps into the restaurant and shoots one of the owners a grin.

“Howdy Miss Martha, hows it goin’?”

“Just swell. Who are these sweethearts you’ve brough with you?”

“My partners. Dan and Ox. I told them y’all had the best food in the state.”

“Oh hush you charmer. You’ll get no where with your flattery.”

She says with a teasing smile while reaching out and tugging on his hat. Montana lets her. She reminds him of his ma. Cooks as good as her too.

“Why dont you boys get seated and Jung will come help you in a minute?”

Martha says while handing over three menus. Montana takes them with a nod.

“Thank you ma’am.”

He tips his hat and she waves him off with a smile. They sit in a back booth and slowly relax. Montana hangs his hat on the hook attached to the wall. Dan follows his lead, hanging his bowler.

“I can see why you like it here bossman. Its friendly.”

Dan tilts his head and relaxes.

“Light.”

Ox says, resting his chin in his hand. Montana nods in agreement.

“Its like bein’ home. If only for a bit.”

Montana says whisfully. Dan gently puts a hand on his arm. Montana lets out a small hum. Then he turns their attention to the menus. Jung comes over with a bright grin, giving Montana a friendly shoulder squeeze.

“How are you doin’ sonny?”

“Just fine. And you?”

“Im good.”

They order and chat quietly amongst themselves. They chat about nothing important, simply enjoying eachothers company. Their food comes and Montana smiles at the familiar foods. Grits, bacon, and the best french toast you could get in the state of New York. Along with the best coffee that takes Montana right back to early mornings in the Smoky Mountains.

Unfortunately they are interrupted by a commotion at the front of the restaurant. A group of five, who Martha had greeted have guns pulled on the woman. Montana takes a breath to analyse the situation. All had matching blue bandana’s tied around their upper arm. A gang of sorts. Martha looks genuinely scared. Jung must be in the kitchen. Montana hears the gang demand money and he stands, more than a little irritated that some one dared come and threaten his favorite restaurant.

“Your money for protection! Unless your deaf as well as ugly.”

The man, presumably the leader, bites out at Martha. Montana speaks as he takes steps forwards, slipping out a knife to sit hidden in his hand.

“Now thats no way to speak to a lady.”

“Stay out of this. This isnt your business cowboy!”

Oh such powerful insult. Montana’s quaking. He can sense his partners rising behind him.

“Imma give you one chance to turn tail and skedaddle.”

“Or what? Your bumbkin *ss gonna hit us with tractor? Or a horse?”

Stupid and rude. What a shame. The leader points his gun at Montana and the cowboy acts, throwing his knife with deadly accuracy to hit the hand holding the gun, causing the leader to drop it. Dan dashes forwards spinning and kicking the man down. Montana and Ox are right behind him, quickly removing the guns from play. Montana ends up cracking a chair over one of the gang member’s head while Ox throws two into an empty booth, knocking them out cold. Montana sucker punches a fourth, and Dan holds up the now bloodied leader by the collar. Dan gives the man a firm shake and then tosses him to Ox who wraps his arms around him and squeezes. Montana picks up his knife and then leans into the leaders space.

“I think you should have taken my offer. See, I aint some no name squirt like you are. And this aint just some restaurant you can force into payin’ for a protection racket. I know for sure you aint workin’ in the Big Man’s employ for this job. And I know he aint gonna be happy with welps like you over steppin’. If it weren’t for my severe distaste for cleaning guts off of floors, I wouldnt let you walk. But I dont want to create more problems for the fine folks of this here establishment. So. Heres my counter offer to your feeble offer. Leave. Not just the city but the state. I catch a whiff of your stinkin’ hide,” Montana flips his knife and lets his eyes grow deadly, “Well, I suppose your imagination can do the rest.”

The man swallows and slowly nods. The others seem to be coming around and Montana takes a step back. And then punches the guy in the face breaking his nose.

“A reminder.”

Montana says, ice filling his voice. Ox lets the leader go and the gang slowly scrambles out. Montana turns and leans against the front counter. Martha is there, clutching hands with her husband Jung. Montana lets the ice fall and runs a hand through his hair.

“Sorry for the mess. I dont suppose you’ll let me come back if I offer to cover it?”

Montana is genuinely worried that he’ll be kicked out of one of his few sanctuaries. Martha slowly blinks, takes a breath, and then steps forwards.

“You and your boys just saved our lives. You dont need to pay for nothin’. We can clean things up, no sweat. You did a kind thing sugar. Now hows about pie?”

Montana relaxes at the friendly tone. Jung steps forward and smiles.

“I think you deserve a full pie. Not just a slice.”

Montana smiles. He helps clean up the restaurant a little with his partners despite the protests of the owners. Martha finally gives up and settles for hugging each of them in turn while Jung goes and grabs the pie.

#spotify wrapped writing #hermes speaks #ask hermes #tssm enforcers #tssm fancy dan #tssm montana #tssm ox #tssm #spider nephew au

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kyyuri · 2 years

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to be or not ! -yang jungwon

15 ! what are you doing here

★彡 synopsis: what happens when y/n, who is hopelessly pinning over her best friend, jungwon- gets betrayed by not one, but both of them ?! and what happens when jungwon falls for her despite all odds ?

taglist is open !

a/n:

written + smau

word count: 866 words

the day you dreaded the most finally came. the day you have to face jungwon again after that whole fiasco. you still couldn’t register why your two so called best friends would keep that away from you. were you really that untrustworthy ? truth be told, you started to realise some insecurities showing up right after that incident. all the feelings of self doubt and tossing and turning in bed did nothing but make things worst on your part. as the bell rang, signalling that it was time for you to head for your meeting during free period, heeseung stood outside the door of your classroom, waiting for your exit. he gave your hand a little squeeze before giving sunoo a nod. sometimes you wished he was still in council, it was unfortunate he is a senior and had already stepped down from his duties.

sunoo threw his arm around your shoulder as the two of you slowly made your way to the council room. taking a deep breathe outside the room, you checked the time. “you still keep him as your lockscreen ?” “h-huh…” your eyes trailed to the phone in your hands “oh.. i never realised. i guess i forgot to change after all that overwhelming incident.” sunoo did not hesitate to grab the phone out of your hand and change it to a picture of him, niki and heeseung. “there. much better.” you smiled at him, feeling reassured that your REAL friends got your back. “lets go ?” you nod at sunoo and with that, the two of you entered that hell.

jungwon smiled at your presence almost immediately, a small part of him hoping to get one back, only to be disappointed as your stares were only icy cold. “lets get this over with mr pres !” sunoo said in a cheery tone in an attempt to ease any tension in the room. “right. mr oh suggested that this year we have a fund raiser in the school. i havent thought about what kind of things we can sell yet so i was hoping we can brainstorm here ! does anyone have any ideas so far ?” the room was dead silent. it was only the first day of school, what did he expect ? “..y/n ? do you… have any ideas ?” jungwon looked at you hopefully, you were his advisor after all. “ you always have the best ideas..” he muttered softly under his breath, which went unheard by everyone but you. you dropped the pen you were holding to write notes.

jungwon gulped as he wasnt used to your cold demeanour. it was quite a surprise when your gaze softened as you offered your idea. “maybe a bake sale ? we can get the students that take culinary lessons to lend us a helping hand. if that isnt enough to raise funds, we can have a photo booth. i know a few friends that can help us out.” you eyed sunoo and he smiled, instantly knowing that you were referring to the one and only nishimura riki. “t..thats brilliant ! we can start working on that then. im going to report to mr oh at the staff room and get some paperworks. in the mean time, sunoo hyung, since youre the head of the publicity dept, ill leave you in charge of that. y/n, if you dont mind, please get the rough outline of the event done while im gone.” you simply nodded at his words, not even bothering to make eye contact with him. it irked him a little but he still carried on with his job and deployed all the depts to get to work while he gets ready to propose the idea to mr oh.

just as jungwon passed by you to make his way to the door, your phone buzzed. it was a message from heeseung. that didnt bother him a lot. what bothered him the most was when he noticed that youve changed your lockscreen. it was no longer him. his heart clenched at the sight. this was the first time youve had anyone else as your lockscreen. normally, it would be either him or a non human things or animals. “can i help you ?“ you asked jungwon, snapping him back to reality once he realised he stood by your side for far too long. “o-oh. um its nothing. nevermind.” he hastily made a bee line towards the door, leaving you confused and annoyed at the way he was acting. you drew a rough outline before looking at your phone.

jungwon smiled light heartedly after knowing that mr oh had approved of everything. once again, y/n did it again ! he thought. he whipped out his phone, hoping that he could share this good news with his lover, only to stumble on your tweet on the timeline. “heeseung.. hyung ? why is he in the stuco room…” he muttered to himself. he had to see it with his own eyes. he had long forgotten about texting yujin and started sprinting.

when he made it to the door panting, he sent heeseung a death glare. “what. are. you. doing. here. hyung ?”

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actualbird · 2 years

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hihi PLEASE tell me ur going to write artem getting railed in a church. i would die. especially an iteration of artem who has like. catholic levels of guilt but isnt even catholic. hes like "i dont even believe theres a god to offend but that doesnt make this not wrong on SO many levels. can i be a sinner if i dont believe in religious si- oh fuck thats good"

// n/s//f///w text, religious talk, blasphemy, bloodplay, i didnt mean for this response to turn out into a minific but uh i think this awakened something in my lapsed catholic brain so

artem gets railed in a church (but before that, hes getting railed emotionally because 4 horny demons wont leave him alone)

wc: 942

ships: artem/everybody else in the nxx

hello, anon! and kjBJKFS GOD THE FIRST LINE OF THIS ASK RLLY MADE ME LAUGH

if this ask is bc of the excerpt i just posted, im afraid to say that that isnt for a fic where artem gets railed in a church. it's for a luke/mc goddess!mc au fic where luke offers his body (and hand in marriage) to mc.

HOWEVER, I DO VERY MUCH AGREE WITH ARTEM "CATHOLIC GUILT" WING. like, i project all of my catholic guilt on luke because hes flaunting that shit a bit more obviously and artem i see more being on a non-religious shtick of needing to perfect correct right. but with a little nudge, that shtick is so easy to make into catholic level guilt because why do you want to be right, artem? so that you'll be absolved of the sin of imperfection?

are you willing to get on your knees and speak your prayers into divine flesh for the forgiveness you want?

since in my luke/mc fic, im making em do altar sex, if ever i write artem getting railed in a church, i dont wanna repeat the altar thing. he'll get railed in the CONFESSION BOOTH. probably while still being told to confess everything he perceives is a sin hes committed.

very into the concept of artem not even believing in the faith hes supposedly committing blasphemy against. but hes fucked so dirty---his come dripping onto the polished marble, his moans wrenched from his throat and echoing in the hallowed halls, his pleasure bringing him to a heaven hes never going to reach now that this is happening---that thats BASICALLY NEGLIGIBLE.

HM. WAIT. RECALIBRATE. BC....if i write this fic, i dont want artem to get his shit rocked by somebody on the "good" side. i want him to get obliterated by somebody on the "bad" side.

and man, everybody in the nxx team is so delicious to make a demon.

what if it's all of them? what if they make a demon-y bet to see which one of em will be successful in seducing the prim and proper artem wing to indulge in pleasure?

demon!vyn does mindgames. he never even touches artem, he simply asks artem questions and artem needs to answer and his answers get twisted and misconstrued to the point that artem's repressed desires are brought to the forefront.

artem resists vyn though, tells vyn that he's not taking vyn home to "learn" more about those uncovered desires.

demon!luke goes for the "mark me down as horny and afraid" way. maybe artem is still a lawyer in this au and luke kills somebody for him---a terrible person who was let off too easy by the law---and with his hand still painted in blood, luke touches artem's face and artem loses himself in the hungry intensity of luke's red gaze. luke's thumb traces his lips and artem is helpless but to take the finger into his mouth, to lick the blood of a sinner off of this man's skin.

artem then snaps out of it and runs away, getting more and more conflicted.

demon!marius goes the full slut route. he starts showing up in inconspicuous places, making sure to catch artem's gaze every single time. hes closer after every encounter too until finally, marius approaches artem as hes walking back home after doing groceries. marius pulls him into a secluded alleyway, purring all kinds of dirty things. how artem keeps looking at him, how his eyes always scan up and down marius' body, how marius is very much interested in giving artem more than just the view, how he wants to give artem the chance to feel, to touch.

artem almost gives in

but then he remembers hes got poultry in that grocery bag he just dropped and slips away, flustered and muttering about how he needs to get this in the freezer

(intermission: nxx demon meeting

marius: his CHICKEN was more important to him than me!

vyn: bravo, marius. your cock has lost to that one.

marius: IM GOING TO DUMP HOLY WATER OVER YOUR STUPID FACE, YOU BITCH!)

it's demon!mc who is successful.

shes the one who finds artem sitting at a park bench in the middle of the night, just kinda tired and stressed and wondering if hes a bad person and mc connects with him emotionally. he isnt a bad person (and demons arent too bad either, all they want is for humans to be a little bit more indulgent irt to self pleasures bc that hedonism gives them lifeforce food to survive) and she tells him that hes a good person and he says he doesnt feel like one.

so she brings him to a chapel. theres not a soul there and she brings him to the confession booth. she says "if you're not a good person, then confess your sins, artem wing."

and he starts but she stops him. tells him to kneel.

"show me how sorry you are."

and he does.

he spills out every insecurity, every fear, every perceived failure.

and when hes done, mc crouches down to his level and tells him that hes forgiven.

and hes the one who kisses her.

and then he gets railed in a church.

[edit: comedy bonus of this concept]

#tears of themis #artem wing #tot artem #zuo ran #tears of themis fanfic

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yourstarvic · 3 years

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HEYYY is it ok if I ask for kenma (he’s my fav) with 31,32, 41, and 49 like maybe them going to a party or something ( I HOPE IT ISNT TOO MUCH)

You arrived at the club, the music blaring and bouncing out of the walls. You scanned the crowd, trying to find your friends. Finding them all sitting at a booth, you made your way towards them as you maneuver your way around the people. Reaching the semicircle booth, you saw your friends talking and drinking with smiles on their faces.

“Your queen has arrived!” You yelled over the loud music as you reached the booth.

Laughing at you, they scooted to make room for you, “You’re late.”

“A queen is never late,” you rolled your eyes at them,” everyone is simply early.”

“That only applies if your a queen, (Y/n),” you heard your rooster head friend said.

“Listen here rooster head,” you narrowed your eyes at him joking manner, “I’m the queen of this table. And as your queen, I command you to get drinks for everyone at this table.”

Everyone cheered at your words and pushed Kuroo out of the booth to get their drinks. Kuroo chucked at you as he stood up taking everyone's orders. He then pointed to you and said, “ A martini…shaken not stirred. Right, James Bond?”

Nodding your head at him with a wide smile, glad you remembered your drink and laughing at the name. Kuroo then left to the bar with Yaku and Kai following to help him carry the drinks. Lev and a few others decided to head to the dance floor, leaving you and Kenma alone. Scooting closer to him, you nudged his shoulder with yours as you asked, “Didn’t expect to see you.”

“Kuroo dragged me here,” Kenma said, trying to talk over the loud music.

Before you could continue your conversation with the old Nekoma setter, Kuroo and the others came back with your drinks. You cheered at them and went thanked Kuroo when he handed you your drink. But before you could take a drink of your martini, Yaku planted a shot in front of you and Kenma yelling, “Drink up!”

You and everyone else happily shot down the drink while Kenma just pushed it away, not wanting to be drunk for the night.

“Why is the rum always gone?” You slurred as you walked out of the bar with Kenma helping you walk.

“Because you drank all of it,” Kenma muttered to himself trying to help you. Putting your arm over his shoulder, Kenma helped you walk to his car. But since you were stumbling around and wearing heels, it was harder for him to help you. “Why are you wearing heels?”

“Being young and beautiful is not a crime,” you said to him, trying to walk but failing miserably.

Letting out a sigh, Kenma was grateful that the two of you arrive at his car. Digging his keys out, he clicked the button to unlock the door and opened the door for you. Carefully putting you in the passenger seat, Kenma quickly close the door and went to the driver seat. Once he was inside, he closed the door and started the engine but before he drove off, he made sure you had your seatbelt on.

Seeing you were, Kenma sighed out in relief and then looked up at your face, seeing you were staring at him and looking at him in a certain way. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Because I love you,” you slurred your words in a quiet voice.

“You’re drunk,” Kenma said as he started to drive.

“And you’re hot,” you said back with a smirk, seeing him blush. “And amazing, and sweet, and considerate, and amazingly good looking.”

“J-Just take a nap,” Kenma stuttered with his face turning red.

“Okay,” you said softly, closing your eyes as you lean your head back.

A few minutes later, Kenma heard your soft breathing, indicating that you were asleep. Stopping at a red light, Kenma turned to face you and whispered with a loving smile, “I love you too."

#kenma x reader #kenma kuzome #kenma oneshot #KENMA #kenma fluff #haikyuu kuroo #yaku morisuke #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu

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warmau · 4 years

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svt ranked on grimmest most public places theyd makeout with you @ based on the one i did for monsta x and also i love torturing carats hiii <3

13) seungkwan he has class coming out of his pores there is no way on this green earth that you two are engaging in anything past pleasant conversations and jane austen-esque finger brushing in public ........ things of intimacy and romance are meant for the confides of ones home!!!! where it can be rose and honey scented and you can both put on an episode of the bachelor at the lowest possible volume in the background

12) dino just thinks its weird if u ask him to makeout with you anywhere but on his couch when no one else is home like um why would u want strangers to see us do that thats weird like the kid is normal dont scar him with a proposal as such ........ even if u were like gonna lean in to kiss him in the back of the car he’d be like no, jeonghan is in the passenger seat and he wont let me live it down if we do that

11) mingyu is surprisingly shy for as big as he is and how much space he can take up hes like id rather not disturb the nice people eating their applebees by indulging in mouth to mouth ...... and ur like baby please never call it that again. idk he just seems like hed be very timid about the whole thing and hed be like what if we get arrested like thats not going to happen but hes like what if. likes holding hands all the time though.

10) vernon says he could never disrespect you by making out with you in a place thats not like a park at midnight or under the fleece blanket he got as a christmas present from cheol.....ur like what? and hes like i just think its not cool to get all up on u in public like that and ur like but im cool with it and hes like but are u basically hes just too embarrassed to say “i know people think im quirky but i like keeping our kissing between us”. that one time he posted yall kissing in some museum was simply for the gram clout.

9) joshua is sometimes beckoned by the idea of a little risky handsy kisses at the movie theater,,,,,,maybe a little bit of your teeth in his neck on the bus ride home.........but never anything dramatic, like he isnt about to grab your waist in public and go to town when there are children across the street like cmon ... though i think when u get all touchy with him before you two are going to go avengers 3 billion or whatever hes not opposed

8) woozi has general apathy toward where you two do it, and this isnt just about pda this is literally about anything ever. you two could have a heartfelt conversation about your futures on a roller coaster and that mf would be like ok i want to marry you mid loop-de-loop hes insane. so if u wanna kiss up on his neck at the home depot while u r forcing him to pick out plants for his studio then so be it!!!!!!!!!!!!

7) jeonghan the first month of the relationship acts like hes never thought about anything but kissing you with his eyes closed, hugging with enough space left for the holy spirit, and most definitely tongue is off limits. hedonistic, if you ask him. which is a blatant lie because once the mark is up and jeonghan feels comfortable with you its like ,,,,,,,,, let me groan your name into your mouth in the middle of freezer aisle of this whole foods but i didnt mean it but im too in love with you to care

6) wonwoo would makeout with you at a gamestop dude hed make out with you in the best buy video games discount aisle lmfao half probably to flex on sad gamers and half because wonwoo is the type that would consider it a date for you to come and pick out shit for his computer setup. youll be like ok we can kiss while we’re waiting to buy you animal crossing for the switch but we cant kiss in the panera bread? and wonwoo is like baby please there is a family enjoying their grilled cheese in the booth across from us. oh my god wonwoo be like hey babe come here and kiss me and ur like ok and ur like wait are u streaming and hes like yeah say hi to my twitch subscribersjfdkhgjd

5) seungcheol knows when and where to act up and sometimes the where is like ........... the baskin robbins ur in at 3 am after leaving some shitty house party. the employee behind the counter is like “how many sco- ok ill wait” he does draw the line at serious shit like office buildings and churches and friendly dinners because like listen jared at the baskin robbins isnt gonna say shit but hes like let me not get my hands up ur shirt at ur cousins barbeque

4) seokmin is filled to the brim with love so its hard to stop him from kissing you regardless of where you are. anything is game. if you as much as enter in 5ft of him hes like hahahaha kissing time!!!!! the thing about him though is that he does have types of kisses that are ok like you guys can highschool kiss at some restaurant or date spot and then you can go all out, legs around his waist, hands on your ass kiss in the elevator to his place - and if someone comes in you both are like “wait for the next one”

3) minghao would be number one, but he has some off limits spots due to his need to keep up appearances like even though after youre done kissing him you look a hurricane hit you hes like wait lemme clean up and comes out looking like he just stepped out of the house fresh - thats why he doesnt care where, but it has to have a bathroom nearby so he can make sure he looks good. you know its true love when he starts fixing your hair and clothes too.

2) hoshi will pretend to be coy and tease about it for like two minutes at most and then he’s like fuck it do whatever you want to me in the middle of this public swimming pool bro he’s so nuts he’d be like pushing your hands off his chest for the first half of the movie and then the next half the ushers are having to ask you two to please kindly LEAVE the theater. hoshi “no we cant kiss waiting for our fries” to “lets see how long we can make out in the ballpit” .....hes only number two because he plays like he wont do it but he will

1) junhui will makeout with you at your best friends wedding. junhui will makeout with you in the middle of traffic. junhui will bite up your neck in the presence of your boss, guaranteed it doesnt get you fired. junhui will start taking layers of clothes off at a starbucks and then probably get chased up the street for public indecency if thats what you want from him. he never says no because he never wants to miss out on a chance to makeout ......... he’s insane he’d be like bleeding from his nose after getting hit by a car or something and ur like lemme call the emts and hes like what if you makeout with me instead nose is broken anyway ......... ugh we have no choice but to stan

#minghao like a goldfish cracker the snack that smiles back! goldfish!

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queenofwerewolves · 3 years

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Future Hope - chapter 2 - Starting something new..

They were almost ready, all they needed was the one thing every revolution heroes needed: Badass outfits. For that, they counted on Griff to make some patterns to stick on their outfits or whatever weapons they carried, Kip suggested to make stickers to glue them around the city whenever a crime occured and they came to the rescue, to leave a message that something happened. Everyone loved that idea, and eitch one got to work in making their outfits, stickers and whatever else they needed to start the revolution for real...

With stickers and acessories settled, now they needed the main thing: The outfits. But.. No one knew how to sew or make clothing.

"Wait!" Maria shouted. "I know someone! Ya'll remember Maggy yeah?" She added with a tone of excitement.

"Ah, isnt she the one who draws the Metal Werehog and how you joke she refuses to tag you in them?" Togekiss answered with a tone of sass. Maria blushed and pouted her lips.

"Yeah yeah. Anyways she's visiting here for a local con, selling her drawings and prints, did you know she actually sews and knits clothes?" Maria added with a tad of admiration.

"Really? Well shit badass then" Blink added with a soft smile. "How do we get in contact with her?" She asked.

"She should be at the event center setting up her booth stand. If we leave now we'll have plenty of time to talk to her." Maria answered with a confident tone.

"What are we waiting then?" Kip added. "Let's go!"

Everyone nodded and made their way to the local event center.

At that same event center, Maggy was setting up her booth, putting her prints up on the sides and on top of her desk, showing the kind of work she does and displaying her various pieces she drew herself, whether it was her OCs, Silent Hill or Sonic theme, eitch was individually beautiful and unique. She also set up a small cashier and some paper and pens for possible requests on the fly, or a doodle with an autograph, you can never be too prepared.

She was organizing her papers when a small hand knocked on the wooden booth to call her attention, she looked up to see the entire Future Hope crew, with Maria in front and smiling confidently.

"Maria!" She exclaimed happily, going around the booth for a hug, who Maria happily accepted the hug.

"It's so good to see you!" She said with an excited tone, she pulled apart from the tone and looked at the remaining others, many she didnt recgonize. "And.. Who are these?" Maggy asked.

"Ah, Maggy these are some of my Tumblr friends, like you! Im sure you know Griff already" Maria said referring to Griff, who had a hand behind his hand and sheepishly smiling. "But you see.. We kinda need a moment to talk to you, if that's OK" Maria asked, practically whispering to Maggy.

Maggy nodded, and leaded them to another area of the convention center which was emptier, so they could have some privacy. Once they got there, Maria explained as basicly as she could about her and Future Hope, the wishing fountain, their new powers, their intentions.. Maggy listened quietly, but intriguied as anyone would be.

"Woahh.." Maggy said, finally hearing the end of the story. "You guys really are gonna be super heroes?" She asked with a spark of excitement. "And I get to help?"

Maria nodded with a smile. "We need you to make outfits for us, whenever you have the time of course. None of can sew but we have the designs here for you. That is, if you-"

"Yes!!!" . Suddenly being cut off, Maggy got up with smiled with pride, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "I'd be honoured to help! This'll be so cool!! I'll have those made for you as soon as I can!" She said taking the designs from Maria.

Maria smiled and pulled her in for a hug. "I knew I could count on you.." She said softly. "Of course" Maggy responded. "After all: Nós portuguesas têm que contar uma na outra né?"

"Haha! Falou e disse amiga!" Maria responded in portuguese, both laughing together while leaving the others clueless, but nonetheless happy for them.

"Well." Maggy said. "I should head back, the con will start soon". Maria nodded and looked at the others, who agreed it was time to go home and wait, with a final hug, they said their goodbyes and headed back to Maria's house.

They werent simply gonna stand around and wait for the costumes to be ready, until then, they decided to fix up the one thing every SuperHero group needed: An HQ. A place to reunite, plan, organize and discuss strategies whie also knowing about whatever recent crime could be going on.

But of course, they were only a couple of young and very, very broke adults. Griff's Youtube Channel was starting to blow up but nothing too extreme yet, but he will get there soon. Same for Maria and her animation channel, they were started to get discovered but they had a long way to go. But it'll happen.

In the meantime, Maria does have a big and very spacious basement, they decided they would settle there for now. Blink and Kip started brooming the floor, Muffin and Spooks were dusting the walls, Muffin used her wings to reach the roof and corners, and Spooks enjoyed the darkness of the basement to summon her Dark Hands to help the job go quicker. Rooko and Rooki decided to go to a hardware store and get some new materials and give the basement a better fixer upper, install some new lights, maybe install a window...

Spike and Togekiss were out looking for things to decorate the HQ, a table, a rug, some chairs, a new wallpaper perhaps.. Meanwhile Maria and Griff were online shopping for some cool props to decorate the HQ as well, using Maria's laptop, they scowered the internet.

"Oo!" Exclaimed Griff, pointing at the screen. "This life-size Master Chief would really spice up the place!" He said excitedly, Maria shook her head with a soft smile. "Griffy we're only looking for small decorations, not turning my basement into nerdvana" She answered.

"Oh.. Right.. Sorry.." He sort of mumbled out, Maria raised a brow in concern and set the laptop next to her, placing a hand on his arm. "Is something wrong..?" She softly asked..

".. It's just.." Griff started to answer. "You know how overly-excited I get. You know how hyped and impacient I get for these things.. Im just worried that... That.."

"Yes..?" Maria asked.

"... What if I blow it?" He asked, with a tone of sadness. "What if my powers arent as good as I thought? What if instead of helping everyone, I just make everything worse..?!" His voice tone got louder as he started to slightly panic. "Im a big, musculent WereRabbit, that HAS to be scary in a way isnt it? Im practically a Mons-"

"Dont you dare finish that word!!!" Maria shouted at him, gripping his shoulders hard, looking at him straight in the eye, her black eyes glimmering like a starry night without the moon.. Glimmering with worry.

"Listen to me very, carefully. No matter what you are, or what you do. You.. will never, be a Monster.." "Monsters arent the big unknown creatures we see in movies, they're out there, looking like us, gaining people's trust just so they can take advantage of them, taking or ruining innocent lives, people who have their heads so far up their asses they've become blind and see nothing but themselves. THOSE ARE MONSTERS!!!" She raised her voice, shaking a little bit. Griff only stared at her, shaking a bit as well, until suddenly Maria placed her head on his chest, pulling him in for a hug..

"You're not even close to being like them, and your physical appearance doesnt define your heart.. Please, never doubt yourself like that again.. Because you are better then this, and you know it.." She quietly spoke, waiting for a reply.. Which she didnt receive. Griff embrace the hug back, and that was all that needed to be said, without words whatsoever. Between those two, the message was clear:

Monsters are the ones who cause darkness around them, and not them, or their friends are even close to being them, they are the opposite. They will be the light, a new beginning, a new..

Future Hope..

#THE INTRO IS COMPLETE #NEXT CHAPTER BEGINS THE PLOT LET'S GOOO #Future Hope #Queen's Story

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STEPHCASS FOR THE MEME <3

PRE-RELATIONSHIP

How did they first meet?

here is my personal hc. tim told cass about a girl. he didn’t tell her anything about the girl, just that she was woefully unprepared to be a crimefighter... but also she was kinda cute, in a totally naive way (90s tim was kind of an asshole, never forget). cass couldn’t quite understand what he was saying while he showed her the batfile on her---the picture of the spoiler, etc. but she got his general tone and body language. cass then sought steph out. for nights. nights looking for the spoiler. when she found her---she tackled her, immediately engaged her in a fight. she went so, so easy on her. she just wanted to see what a cute girl was. and steph... was definitely a cute girl. at the time, cass couldn’t talk, couldn’t communicate with her. but she left her a gift. a nice knife that she had throw at her head---deliberately missing it, that was... especially ornate, and seemed shiny and valuable, and most of all purple to match her costume. pretty purple girls like pretty purple things, right?

What was their first impression of each other?

steph probably did not think well of cass, at first. after that first outing---the batfamily got involved. cass was to help steph with her fighting. steph was to help cass with her speech. without the mask on---steph could see how much cass enjoyed her company. it was hard not to realize she had a sense of humor about everything. the laughter she had exhibited on a still-baby-at-the-time spoiler screaming her head off about what she thought was some kind of demon-ninja batgirl was... genuine, and not malicious in the slightest. she seemed to want to be friends, and every time steph frowned at her, or was a sore loser, cass simply smiled and laughed harder, finding everything steph did perfectly amusing. as they got to know each other---cass got better at talking, and steph got better at fighting, and they kind of, met somewhere on the outer edges of the middle for a while. there was always something standing between them--though. a resentment, not between them, but a misunderstanding. that cass belonged to bruce and the bat. and steph belonged to tim.

Did any of their friends or family want them to get together?

i feel like conner kent at the very least shipped it. alfred really thought there was a spark between them, and during their brief frenemy stage---alfred made sure steph knew cass genuinely cared for her. bruce did NOT want them to get together at all, though. neither did tim, for obvious reasons.

Who felt romantic feelings first?

cass. it was love the first time steph managed to punch herin the face. did she win? no. but she GOT her. and through that tenacity, cass realized that her friend was so much more than a silly, pretty girl. she was a fighter. she was a champion. and more than anything, she was brave, and determined, and they had practiced a thousand times for just this moment. and afterwards, steph was just so proud of her overall failure instead of being herr typical loser.... cass couldnt help but know steph was always going to be the love of her life.

Did either of them try to resist their feelings?

they both did! didn’t want to ruin the friendship!

If you had told one of them that the other would be their soulmate, what would they think?

cass would get a curious look, steph wouldn’t believe you!

What would their lives be like if they had never met?

they would be a lot worse, a lot lonelier. steph never would’ve become batgirl, that’s for sure, and cass would’ve learned to speak---but in a way entirely removed from her own personality and love of herself & life.

GENERAL

Who initiated the relationship, and how did it go?

it was a mutual thing in ocean city, maryland. they were in a photo booth, sitting in eachother’s laps, leg over leg, they did a silly face, and then another silly face, and then their faces were so close---and then SMOOCH CITY, and they WOULD NOT LEAVE THE BOOTH lol.

Did they have an official first date? If so, what was it like?

they considered ocean city their first date. but they’re not really the ‘dating’ types. they both LOVE to fight. they both LOVE to crime fight. they both LOVE spending time together doing NOTHING. if anything, the first time cass had to go to a gala with her was the first time they realized---ugh, do we REALLY have to be WAYNES? do we really have to have REAL LIVES? why can’t we stay in our cuddle - asskicking bubble forever?

What was their first kiss like?

it was the most natural possible thing, and it was something they had both almost had so many times before that it was like drowning in sensation after you had subsisted off of gerbil-cage drips of water for years. they couldn’t stop! they were consumed with want, and they only stopped when they started to get a little TOO frisky and somebody moved the curtain of the booth because they wanted to get their own picture taken and they were like ‘fuck! okay lets get french fries!’ lol

Were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)?

steph is cass’s first gf, and vice versa.

What’s their height difference? Age difference?

cass is 5′7″ JUST tall enough to be taller than her gf >: )

What’s their relationship with each other’s families?

cass will kill the puzzler or whatever the fuck his name is. he sucks. steph’s mom loves her tho :’ ) and well. the less said about bruce and steph the better, but like. your whole blog is proof of how much the rest of the batfam loves steph!

Who takes the lead in social situations?

they both are the ‘HAHA! THE ECONOMY!’ gif tbh.

Who gets jealous easier?

cass. steph is special cargo, the first girl / person she ever loved romantically, the first friend she ever had. however, cass has made it very publically known she wants threesomes with other hotties of multiple genders.

Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear?

CASS CASS CASS.

LOVE

Who said “I love you” first?

steph, and she agonized over it, only for cass to say it so easily in a way cass didn’t think it would ever be easy for her to say. like steph is some magical fairy tale princess that lifts the curse on cass to never be able to express love the way love is supposed to be expressed. steph just makes things easy. she makes everything easy.

What are their primary love languages?

TOUCH. GAMES. QUALITY TIME. GIFTS.

Who uses cheesy pick-up lines?

they both do they’re TERRIBLE.

How often do they cuddle/engage in PDA?

batgirl and the black bat are forced on seperate patrols bc they do this so much and they HATE it and SNEAK OUT and kiss ANYWAY!

Who initiates kisses?

cass!

Who’s the big and little spoon?

cass is big spoon!

What are their favorite things to do together?

they really like watching wrestling and kung fu movies together i think. steph also likes girly movies, but cass gets bored after a while and just starts wrestling with her over the popcorn and then wrestling leads to hankypanky. most of all they love fighting and dancing AND PLAYING PRANKS on the bat boys.

Who’s better at comforting the other?

cass is.

Who’s more protective?

CASS IS.

Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?

physical affection.

What are some songs that apply to their relationship, in-universe or otherwise?

jenny - studio killers

What kind of nicknames do they call each other?

they both call each other batgirl affectionately, cass also learns new words to say girlfriend and sweetie all the time and uses those.

Who remembers the little things?

STEPH.

DOMESTIC LIFE

If they get married, who proposes?

they COMPETE to see who will do it first. they use the batcave to make sure the other isnt going to look for rings. and when they find the other one shopping for rings. its fucking GO-TIME BITCH. you’re not going to propose to me, i’m going to propose to you! when they pop out the boxes at the exact same time, cass steals the ring from steph’s hands and holds it up over her head and throws hers at steph’s head like ‘YOU HAVE TO MARRY ME FIRST. NO TAKEBACKSIES.’

What’s the wedding like? Who attends?

it’s a big wedding. cass loves, loves people. it’s a whos-who, especially since cass is gonna be batman and she has all the justice league contacts now. cass turns a bit into a bridezila, but like, as a joke, mostly, and she calms down when steph is like ‘i thought we could be more intimate...’ lol

How many kids do they have, if any? What are they like?

they adopt some bratty street kids that are tangentially related to joker / black mask / puzzler / lady shiva as a fuck you. they love their kids so much.

Do they have any pets?

so many cats. a million cats.

Who’s the stricter parent?

cass.

Who worries the most?

steph.

Who kills the bugs in the house?

cass.

How do they celebrate holidays?

they go to concerts!!!! big loud concerts where they can mosh!!!

Who’s more likely to convince the other to come back to sleep in the morning?

cass! no school! just cuddles!

Who’s the better cook?

steph. cass doesn’t know how to, and also refuses to, fry an egg.

Who likes to dance?

cass most of all!

#ooc: hc #ooc: replies #chaoticblondes

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