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#but in exchange it did a lot of the characters FUCKING DIRTY
explicit-tae · 3 months
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ik it would be very out of character but i’d LOVE to see ungodly hour’s jk react to oc admitting she likes (or loves 🫣) him!! knowing him he’d cry
thank you for your amazing work !!!! ly<3
honestly let me just write about it
Ungodly Hour
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Word Count: 3.413
Warning: dirty talking, oral sex (f), alcohol intake, intoxicated/unprotected sex, fingering, creampie, overstimulation, riding, love confessions,
“Okay,” Jungkook enters the living room hastily as you arrive, a gift bag in your hand. “I finally finished it.”
“You know you didn’t have to make me wait until you were done.” you tell Jungkook as you sit on the couch. “I’ve had the gift for weeks now.”
“We couldn’t exchange gifts until mine was complete.” Jungkook says.
Jungkook had insisted on waiting to exchange gifts. You knew he was making you something - he kept it hidden in an extra bedroom that he locked to assure you didn’t peek. He also refused to look at whatever gift you got him and prompted that you take it out the house so he himself would be tempted. 
“Well,” you hold out the gift bag - it’s medium sized and a sparkly blue. “Merry Christmas.”
Jungkook notes that you’re nervous as he takes the bag and he isn’t sure why. He would be happy with whatever you gave him - even if he was surprised initially that you told him you got him a gift. He would often think about what it was.
Jungkook opens the gift bag and takes out the rectangular box. He sees the bottom first - it’s a solid yellow color. He flips it around to inspect it, the rest of the sides being black. His eyes capture the name on the top of the box. His eyes widened. 
“Y/N…?”
Now Jungkook understands why you’re nervous. His eyes flicker to you in disbelief. “This camera is expensive!” he gasps. “How did you know-”
“I saw it on your wishlist.” you say, licking your lips. “When you let me borrow your laptop, you left a few tabs open.”
You weren’t going to admit that you were snooping for answers. Jungkook seemingly had everything there was to get and buying a gift for him was becoming difficult. 
Jungkook opens the box gently, his eyes softening at the camera. “You must’ve spent a lot on it…” he says, trailing off. He knows the exact price and knowing that you spent thousands on a gift for him pulls at his heart strings. “Thank you.”
You give Jungkook a smile. “I can finally quit my job now that I’ve spent a few checks on a gift.” you say, joking with Jungkook to lighten the mood. 
“You can!” Jungkook smiles back with a nod.
“Just kidding.” you sing-song. “Don’t be so gullible.”
Jungkook rolls his eyes and snorts. He places the camera beside him. “Always teasing me with a good time.” he murmurs. “Now for yours.”
Jungkook had wrapped the canvas neatly. It’s a decent size, you noticed, maybe 11 inches all around. Your heart is beating with anticipation as you unwrap it.
Jungkook awaits your reaction, his own nerves hiking. “Do you…like it?” he murmurs. You haven’t said anything and instead have been analyzing the painting silently, expression unreadable.
The painting is full of life, emotion. The scenery is what you initially noted, a mountain of flowers that seemingly went on for miles by the way Jungkook had painted it. The flowers are colorful, different shades of yellow, orange and pink. The sky holds bright gray clouds, covering the sun that appears to be setting. What captures your attention fully are the hands. Both pairs of hands are connected by the pinky with one wrist sporting a gold watch and the other a bracelet while the arms are painted to appear out of the canvas frame.
“This is us.” you say aloud, glancing up at Jungkook. It was a picture you and he had taken a few weeks back. You recall telling Jungkook that it was one of your favorite pictures of the two of you together that didn’t showcase faces. 
Jungkook nods. “It is.” he agrees. “You said it was your favorite picture so I painted it.”
Your throat tightens at his words.
Fuck Jeon Jungkook, you think, because this was entirely too much for you to handle. Your mother didn’t raise a weak woman who felt like she was seconds away from crying tears because of how happy she felt.
You blame it on your period that must be nearing - even if you never cry on your period. 
“Thank you.” you murmur to Jungkook, glancing away shyly to avoid his gaze. “I love it.” you say sincerely, and the admission causes Jungkook to smile.
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“You’re d-drunk.” Jungkook snorted before full on laughing as you stumbled through his bedroom door.
“Fuck you.” you retort, plopping yourself down onto Jungkook’s large bed. “So are you.” you slur back.
Jungkook doesn’t deny it.
This is what happens when you drink with friends - more importantly, Jimin. It was nothing new, Jimin always insisted on going into the new year buzzed - this time, they all just went a little overboard. Luckily, Jungkook had agreed for the party to be at his apartment so he could just walk down the hall to his bedroom.
Of course, Jungkook would soon come to regret it because that meant that he would have to clean the mess they made in the morning - but you were with him, so that was a plus.
“Not as drunk as you.” Jungkook closes the door behind him, along with the loud music and laughter of everyone just down the hall in his living room. “Told you to not challenge Jimin.”
“Fuck Jimin…” you murmur to yourself, more so because Jungkook was right.
However, you wouldn’t say you challenged Jimin - he was the one who came to you with a whole cup of alcohol declaring that you were, in his words, too much of a coward to drink.
It was a complete set up, Jungkook knows this, but the only thing he could do was assure you had water and a lot of greasy food ready for when you were going to need it - and luckily he was there to do so. You’re sure you would’ve been passed out long ago.
Jungkook squints his eyes at you, an attempt to get a look at your lying figure. You and he had matched tonight - an idea that was yours. You wore a long sleeved-black dress with a deep v cut that stopped mid thigh while he wore a compressed black shirt (by your request ) and ripped jeans. 
“Do you need to throw up?” Jungkook asks, stumbling  closer to you when he hears a low moan-like whine. “I told you not to drink so-“
“Shut up,” you sit up and look directly at Jungkook. “Can I sit on your face?” 
Jungkook stops in his tracks, his doe eyes widening slightly. Yes is what he wants to say - he loves the act of pleasuring you. However, he’s unsure if he should be doing anything with you in your intoxicated state. 
“You’re drunk-“
“We’re drunk.” you correct, eyes narrowing at him - and also focusing on him all of the same because the room was still spinning. 
“True.” Jungkook murmurs to himself, trailing off. “Still, I don’t want to take advantage-“
“Save the theatrics, Kookie.” you’re already tugging your underwear off, the lacy material falling right by his bed. “Unless you…”
You don’t finish your sentence and Jungkook titls hisnhead. “What?”
“…unless you suddenly don’t like me anymore.” you whisper, and slowly, your eyes widen as if you had figured out the biggest secret. No other world conspiracy was important - not the Bermuda triangle, not whoever the fuck Jack the Ripper is or whether if Atlantis was ever real. No, not even your favorite cold cases could be as important as this new revelation of Jeon Jungkook not liking you anymore. 
“Now you’re extremely drunk .” Jungkook cackles. “Of course I like you!”
It brings Jungkookk back to when you were convincing him that you liked him, now it was the other way around. His heart swells with your drunken ramblings and overall cute appearance. 
“You don’t.” You cross your arms over your chest. “You refuse to have me sit on your face.” you say, and Jungkook realizes that he truly spoils you like everyone claims he does - you never got told no to mainly anything. 
“So who gets to sit on your face?” you ask with narrow eyes. “I bet-“
“Don’t say that girl's name.” Jungkook cuts you off before you can get started. “You know you’re my girl, Y/N.”
“So you hate me.” you deadpan, saying the words matter-of -factly. “All of a sudden you aren’t obsessed-“
“I am!” Jungkook interrupts, raising his voice. He couldn’t believe that this was a conversation that needed to be had and if he remembered this sober, it’s something he was definitely going to tease you about. 
“Hm.” you uncross your arms and stand to your feet. “I'm going to go party with Jimin.” 
Jungkook steps in front of you. “You aren’t wearing any underwear.” he states. “That and you’re already had enough to drink-“
“If you aren’t going to fuck me,” you wave your hand in his face to stop his speech. “then I’m going to go out there and drink with Jimin.”
If Jimin knew that he was the person that would be used against him it would cause ultimate chaos in the groupchat and in his friend group. 
Jungkook licks his lips. He doesn’t have time to entertain his and your friends any longer. He can only imagine how it would look if he chased after you because you wanted to be drunk and petty. The room is already spinning for him as it is for you and he knows that it wouldn’t be a good idea. 
“You’re such a bitch…” Jungkook murmurs, tone low. It’s a tone that you’re all too familiar with - and you know that you had Jungkook where you wanted him. “Get on the bed.”
You do as you’re told, laying on Jungkook’s bed and open your legs, dress hiking up entirely. 
Jungkook drops to his knees and hooks his hands beneath your thighs. You yelp when he snatches you closer to him. His lips place themselves onto your inner thigh and he presses a kiss. “I spoil you too much.”
Jungkook kisses closer and closer to your heat and he does so to tease you. “You looked so good tonight.” He couldn’t help but cave, wanting to give you whatever you wanted of him. 
Fingernails dig into your skin as Jungkook speaks against your skin. 
“You did, too.” you hitch your breath when you feel Jungkook's lips directly against your clit. 
Jungkook kisses it gently. “Thank you, baby. So needy.”
Your back arches when you feel it, wet tongue sliding directly up your clit. He dips it between your folds, holding you directly still so he can pleasure you like you desperately wanted him to. 
Eyes flickering up, Jungkook grunts. So beautiful, he always thinks of you. You couldn’t help but grow spoiled because he never told you no for anything. However, it wasn’t something he could help - you don’t ask for much to begin with.
The room continues to spin, but you no longer care. Your body erupts with arousal and it clouds your being entirely. You should’ve never drunk as much as you did, but there was no taking back the past. Besides, you cannot remember being filled with lust when you would drink prior - you’re unsure why you appear so insatiable.
“Feels so good, Kookie.” you moan, hips buckling against the rhythm of his tongue. The top half of the dress constricts your body entirely and you cannot wait until you can get out of it. “So, so good.”
Jungkook's eyes are as dark as can be and he’s positive he is a man starved right now. The alcohol runs through his system and causes his movement to be sloppy, but capable. His tongue completely savors your arousal, suckling on your clit to dipping between your folds and now, plunging it inside of you entirely.
“You must want me to fuck you.” Jungkook disclosed. “Your pussy’s clenching around nothing.”
How correct Jungkook was and you’re far from sober, so there was no snarky remark for you to retort with. You were beyond your regular self - you weren’t going to deny anything because you truly, desperately wanted Jungkook.
Your sober self would surely be screaming at you when your intoxication wore off.
Jungkook would lean back a bit every few minutes, his lips and chin fully coated in you. His tongue would still be flicking against your swollen clit and he’s truly doing this as an act to tease you further. He likes when your breath - that you’d be holding - would release when he gave you a bit of a teasing break, all before he devoured you once more.
“Kookie,” you moan Jungkook’s name so lovingly - it’s hard not to want to be between your legs for hours. His hand is bruising the skin of your thigh to hold you against his tongue. “wanna cum.”
Jungkook’s eyes stare into yours, a silent telepathic moment that tells you that he wasn’t stopping you from cumming. But he is also not a fool when it comes to you or your body and soon, you feel your pussy - so greedy to be stuffed and full - stretched out with his fingers.
Jungkook loves your whimpering and moaning - more so when you don’t hide them from his ears. There’s a party right outside his door where people are all huddling to celebrate the new year, and here the two of you were forgetting about them entirely. 
Jungkook plunges his fingers deep inside of you. He hits the familiar sweet spot he knows so well, your thighs quivering in the process. His tongue licks circles around your clit, fingerings thrusting rhythmically. Your moans bounces off the walls and louder than the muffled music in the background.
Jungkook doesn’t mind when your hands grip his hair tightly because he just knows that you’re going through it - and he has no intention of stopping until you’re cumming on his tongue. It’s close, he notes, the way your walls are clenching around his fingers greedily and your cries grow louder and louder in contrast to the way your fingers grips into his hair.
Jungkook allows you to ride against your own high, laying his tongue flat against your clit and allowing you to grind against his tongue, fingers plunging deep inside of you. Your high comes hard, body twitching and Jungkook allows it all to happen, determined to make sure you are satisfied completely before he stops.
You feel dizzy when your high slowly comes down, your forehead lined with sweat and your body completely flushed. Your body molds itself against Jungkook’s soft sheets, your breathing slowing down.
“Where are you going…?” you ask Jungkook when you no longer feel his presence before you. Your eyes flutter open. 
“Nowhere.” Jungkook responds sincerely. “We should get you out of this dress for bed-”
“Bed?” your senses peak and you jolt upright, eyes narrowed once more. “I want to ride you first.”
Jungkook snorts and stumbles back a bit at your sudden action. “You’ve already came so hard, baby. Are you sure-”
You aren’t listening to Jungkook in the slightest. You’re tugging the dress off of you entirely and getting naked right before his eyes. 
Jungkook is but a man and there isn’t much convincing he needs - especially not when you’re tugging him towards you needily. You connect your lips to his while pushing him against the bed. Jungkook loves how needy you are - how much you express that you want him. Of course, he knows that you do any other time - but this time it’s different; getting to witness just how much you want him is a feeling he never knew he craved.
Your fingernails dig into Jungkook’s clothed shoulders as you slowly feel him inside of you. You push him backwards so that he’s laying on the bed, your hips rising and falling.
“Fuck,” Jungkook groans, hands firmly on your hips. You’re going so fast, fully determined to cum once more - and Jungkook couldn’t be upset. Your face displays just how good you felt in this moment. “your pussy feels so good, baby.”
Your pussy clenches around Jungkook as if responding to his words. By the time the pair of you were done, you were going to be bruised entirely with Jungkook’s hand marks. 
Jungkook finds it hard to look at you - not when you looked so completely fucked out and beautiful. He’s unsure where your stamina appeared - maybe you were just that fucked out and drunk; that you didn’t care that you were overstimulating yourself (and him). 
Jungkook clenches his eyes shut to get the image of you out of his head, but all it does is follow him in his thoughts. Your naked figure using him to pleasure yourself, your bouncing breast to your creaming pussy dripping all over him and making a complete mess.
Jungkook is so hot - so beautiful himself. He’s hissing to himself with clenched eyes, experiencing pure bliss just as you were. His forehead is covered in sweat and a few strands of hair are sticking to it. 
Jungkook feels a hand upon his cheek and his eyes open. They're so dark and full of lust - similar to your own. Your eyes connect to his and Jungkook swallows, adam’s apple bobbing.
“Drunk Y/N is so needy.” Jungkook jokes, voice deep and raspy. “Drunk actions are sober intentions.”
Jungkook begins to thrust upwards, matching your rhythm. His thrusts are brutal, fully determined to satiate your hunger for him. His eyes never leave yours, the pair of you stuck in an intimate, lust-filled moment.
“I-I’m gonna cum again!” you mewl, breaking eye-contact first to shut them tight. The familiar sensation bubbles into you again and Jungkook only fucks into you harder, pounding with all his might; how the both of you could be drunk and full of stamina is beyond him.
Your walls are squeezing around Jungkook and within seconds, your juices squirt around Jungkook entirely, fully coating his abdomen. “I-I-” Your body is twitching, your head pushed back when Jungkook hears your words. “I love you.”
Jungkook is still for a moment, completely silent. He’s contemplating if he heard you correctly and before he can speak, you repeat yourself. “I love you.” it’s low and a bit slurred, but Jungkook hears it entirely.
“You’re drunk.” Jungkook laughs it off, cheeks flushed and heart beating out his chest. He doesn’t want to call you a liar - you wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t true. However, you’re drunk and maybe you meant to say you loved the way he was fucking you -
“Shut up,” you say, walls tightening on Jungkook’s cock. “I do love you.”
You yelp when you feel your back hit the soft mattress, all without Jungkook removing himself from inside of you. The room continues to spin for you two, but neither of you could bring yourselves to care. 
“You’re going to forget you said that.” Jungkook begins to thrust, holding you close in his embrace. “Gonna deny it until the end of time.”
“I love you.” you repeat and Jungkook’s pounding only increases. Skin slapping echoes off the wall and the two of you are so entranced in the moment that neither of you notice the music dying down outside the room. “I love you so much.”
“I love you, too.” Jungkook whimpers with a shake of his head. His thoughts are consumed by your words - the love confession. 
Jungkook could never get tired of hearing it and at this moment, you don’t get tired of saying it. You repeat it over and over again as Jungkook continues to fuck inside of you. You’re creaming his cock, a white ring forming around the shaft and Jungkook couldn’t get enough of you.
I love you.
I love you.
You love him, Jungkook’s thrilled at the revelation. His head drops back as his body tenses up, his thrust becoming sloppy. “Say it again, baby.” he pleads with a choked whimper. He needed to hear you say it again, as selfish as it was - he’s unsure how long it’d be before he could hear it again.
“Fuck,” your pussy is seeping with arousal and staining his sheets, your clit swollen and pulsing. “I love you, Kookie.”“Oh, shit…I love you, too, baby.” Jungkook continues to stretch your pussy completely until he’s shooting hot cum directly inside of you, a hand directly on your stomach as he does so. He’s panting, the both of you covered in sweat and bodily fluids.
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nohaijiachi · 5 months
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Why I Think The Fandom Has Been Doing Aziraphale Dirty Ever Since Season 1 And It's Only Gotten Worse With Season 2 And It's Killing Me Inside
Before we get into the subject matter of the title let me preface a couple of things:
1- All that will follow is, big surprise, my opinion and my interpretation of this character. Do I think I am The One And Only Who Gets The Blorbo Right and that my ideas are 100% the way the author(s) intended to convey the character? No.
More likely than not the way I see Aziraphale could be intensely different from the way Authorman sees him, or Actorman sees him, and I don't think that my interpretation is necessarily any more correct than anybody's else.
That said, if I also did not think that I am, in fact, correct on a certain level, I wouldn't have bothered forming such a thought out opinion of Aziraphale in the first place, nor would be sitting here, writing this post that I can already tell is going to be entirely too long and might probably ruffle some feathers.
So I'll be writing the rest of this post with the caveat that I while I do think my interpretation correct, I'm also not trying to change anybody's mind nor to discredit anybody's else interpretation of Aziraphale. We can sit here in the sandpit and hold different opinions and still be able to build sandcastles together, it really isn't that deep at the end of the day; I can assure you, I'm not here to fight nor cause fights with this one.
2- With the above point, comes also the fact that I won't bother continuously saying "In my opinion" for the rest of this post. You already know that. So, if something will come across as a bit caustic, do know that it is very much tongue in cheek and I am poking a bit of fun at general fannish habits that I am also very much quote-unquoute 'guilty' of having partaken into, and will partake into again plenty of times in the future, I'm sure.
So, with that: Here's Why I Think The Fandom Has Been Doing Aziraphale Dirty Ever Since Season 1 And It's Only Gotten Worse With Season 2 And It's Killing Me Inside
A large part of the people comprising this fandom prefers Crowley. There, I said it.
This fandom's preference blatantly skews toward Crowley. Can we admit that openly? Let's admit that openly.
To be clear, this isn't meant to be an accusation or recrimination or any other -ation you can think of, I am merely stating matter-of-factly a phenomena I've observed in the last four years.
It is also not a wrong nor bad thing in any way, shape or form. I adore Crowley myself. I love them both so much it's unreal.
But I started with that because I think it is very much a symptom of the fact that a lot of people don't get Aziraphale.
I remember back with S1 there had been plenty of times when I found myself reading discussions and opinion exchanges about Aziraphale and Crowley, their dynamics, all the things that went unsaid behind the things that were said, and found myself genuinely surprised by seeing how some people interpreted certain moments wildly different from how I personally saw them.
I look back at that and I think "Oh, sweet summer child". Nothing could have prepared me from the onslaught of takes about Aziraphale that make me go "Good lord, what???" in the wake of S2, and the infamous Last Fifteen.
Now because I don't want to be pointing fingers at specific things and risk upsetting somebody more than I already am by being open in admitting that, guys, yes, some of the takes y'all have been sharing make me go "Yikes(tm)", I'll move on the interesting part and what I would actually love to discuss, aka cracking Aziraphale's head open and see what that actual fuck is going on in there.
Another preface: Because this duo is intrinsically linked and woven together it is downright impossible to only focus on Aziraphale without also mentioning Crowley, so... Let me circle back to our fav demon bae for a sec, here.
I think the reason why it seems that a larger part of the fandom favors Crowley is because I feel like Crowley is a much easier character to grasp. He is very open in his thoughts and feelings, at any given moment us, the audience, have a much easier time watching a scene and sort of ruminating in the back of our heads about Crowley's motivations for saying the things he says and doing the things he does.
That isn't to say Crowley is a less complex character than Aziraphale. They are very much equally complex and multifaceted individuals with their strengths and weaknesses, their issues and the way they each cope with them, how differently they approach their existence and so on and so forth.
But whereas Crowley as a character presents itself with a certain dynamism and a far more outward openness about his complexity, Aziraphale does the exact opposite; we can say Aziraphale is downright hermetic about it.
For us, the audience, he presents a challenge that requires a good deal of thought being put into him to see over the facade he presents at a more superficial level; he requires time and effort to fully dismantle him in our minds to try and see what makes him thick (other than his thighs), and thus I think it is entirely natural that more people latch on the far easier to identify-with, and relate-to, Crowley.
And that is the inevitable consequence of everything that makes Aziraphale... Well, Aziraphale.
So, where to start? Let's try and jot down what Aziraphale truly is at his core.
He is a contradiction.
This man-shaped being is a walking contradiction, constantly existing in a state of being coated in three thousand layers of misdirection and obfuscation and double thinking.
Why is that? Well. He's an angel.
Aziraphale loves being an angel. It is a tenet of his entire existence and something he cherishes. He wants, so very much, to be his ideal of what a good angel is: An entity who is kind and loving and understanding and forgiving.
Of course us, the audience, know that is utter bullshit, because we know angels can be individuals just as complex as the humans Aziraphale loves so much, with all their inherent flaws and capability for cruelty. And, on a certain level, Aziraphale knows that too.
So there we have it, one element of contradiction: Aziraphale wants to think that angels are always Good and Righteous and Never Wrong; Aziraphale knows that angels aren't, in fact, always Good and Righteous and, by god, can they make plenty of mistakes, too.
What else? How about Aziraphale sitting there, being in love with a demon, fully knowing that at the end of the day demons really ain't that different from angels, and also desperately hanging onto the concept of Good vs Bad.
And he sits there, existing with these two contrasting idea equally taking space in his mind, neither side ever capable of taking over the other.
What else do we have? Aziraphale loves God and wants so hard to believe in Her love for humanity and Her ineffable plan, and Aziraphale also time and again does things that very blatantly go against Her will, lies to Her face, and Doubts. He Doubts, a lot, and that requires the capital letter because those Doubts are what spur him in going against everything he's ever told to believe in order to do the right thing.
Aziraphale's very existence is a constant push-and-pull of things he wants to believe and things he knows are real; things he's told to do and things he wants to do. That's how we get "My side" and "there's a bit of good in you" and "you are the bad guys".
And nothing he's lived through has managed to break him out of this unhealthy way of existing quite yet; that's why he acts the way we see him act in the Edinburgh flashback in S2, or at the start of S1 when Crowley has to ease Aziraphale into the idea of trying to stop Armageddon with the usual song and dance of "temptation" and "plausible deniability" and "you'd be thwarting me", even though from the start we can tell there's a little part of Aziraphale who is clearly not at ease with the idea of the end of the world, and once he's been given 'permission' by Crowley nudging him, he is all the way in with the whole saving the world business, not take-backsies.
Both the moments I mentioned here are very important for different reasons, but of the two is very much the Edinburgh flashback that gets a lot more flack by the fandom and is blatantly misunderstood, which I think is the inevitable consequence of that minisode immediately following the glorious, beautiful, heartbreaking piece of art that is the "A companion to owls" minisode.
I've seen a lot of people lamenting that Aziraphale acts obnoxiously in the Edinburgh flashback and, yeah. He does. But I feel like the fact that we are seeing this after watching Aziraphale struggle his way through saving Job's children, even being willing to go to Hell for it, is a though act to follow and probably soured Edinburgh-Aziraphale for a lot of people, made them think that the character had regressed instead of progressing.
But, see, the way he acts is wholly congruous with who Aziraphale is and has always been and keeps being up to the very end of S2. Yes, even after what he does for Job's children.
If you get down to it, Aziraphale had been ready to give up and let the children die, in episode 2. For a brief moment, after Crowley told him he 'longed to destroy the blameless children', Aziraphale was walking away, having tried all he thought he could try to do to stop this senseless act. That was until Crowley tested him by making the crows bleat, cuing Aziraphale to the fact that his impression of Crowley wasn't wrong, and the he could count on him to do the right thing.
To be clear, I don't want to undermine Aziraphale's action by only giving the credit to Crowley but... It is, also, only thanks to Crowley cajoling him and giving him the right excuses, that Aziraphale feels safe in doing what he's always wanted to do all along.
He'd wanted to save Job's children, and thought he couldn't until Crowley threw him that hell of a lifesaver. He wanted to save the world and thought he couldn't until Crowley nudged him on the path of plausible deniability.
He wanted to save Elspeth's eternal soul, blinding himself to the hardships she'd have to endure in her not-eternal life, and was smacked right in the face by the reality of human suffering multiple times.
The way Aziraphale acts in that flashback can't be a regression, because there never was a progression in the first place: He'd always walked the line between Heaven's and God's will and his own, personal morality and sense of justice.
By all means, if we look at Uz-Aziraphale and modern-day-Aziraphale at the start of S1, his reticence about the whole saving the world business should, by all means, appear as a regression as well. You mean to tell me that he'd been ready to become a demon for the sake of three mortal children, and then suddenly a handful of thousands years later when faced with the prospect of the whole world going up in flames he'd just be all like "Heaven will triumph over Hell and it will be all rather lovely"? Like, fuck off, Aziraphale, you lying double-thinker, you (/pos)
Aziraphale constantly exist while being at war with himself. Circumstances have allowed him to rebel the will of Heaven and God more or less safely time and again, but he never quite managed to break free entirely. He'd always ended up being reeled back in, being fed the party lines, being made to feel shame for his independent thinking, until it all becomes too much and he is forced to step back from that freedom he'd been inches away from grasping.
Back and forth, back and forth, never stopping.
And all of this, all of what he is, makes it so hard for us, the audience, to truly see him. To truly grasp him. To truly watch any given scene with him and figure out what he might be thinking or feeling.
To understand Aziraphale is to understand what he is not saying when he says something, which is a good deal harder to do than it is to understand and relate to a character like Crowley, who very much revel in saying exactly whatever the heck he thinks whenever he damn well pleases.
All those layers of obfuscation and misdirection and double thinking that Aziraphale coats himself in are as much an armor that makes it harder for the audience to understand him as they are his very own downfall because, good lord, if you exist like that, if you exist forced to keep things hidden from yourself, well... It's inevitable that at some point you are going to stumble into pitfalls of your own making.
And I love him for it.
So, there? I hope I managed to explain something with this post, and that it wasn't just the rambling of someone who spends way too much time thinking about her blorbos. To be clear, I don't think people who haven't spent as much time as me trying to dissect and better understand Aziraphale's character are like, dumber than me or anything. It's just that this pair of angelic-demonic blorbos take too much real estate in my mind, lol.
Feel free to let me know your opinion and if you think I am wildly off mark and my Take Is Bad. I might answer, I might not, it all depends on time and my mood ◝(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜
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abravesoul03 · 3 months
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THE DEVIL WITHIN?!
(WOLF'LO CHOCOL VER.)
GP! CHOCOL X FEM READER
NEXT PART
Warning: ( Illegal age gap!/GP!Chocol/ Angst / Reader being forced/ Reader's virginity being taken away /somewhat of drunk Chocol?)
Note: ⚠️THIS WHOLE THING IS PURE FICTION, ANYTHING SAID OR WRITTEN HERE IS PURE FICTION ⚠️
A/N: Hi sweeties I'm back, with another Devil within series. Actually my first one for a non DC character. Hope you loves enjoy ♥️♥️♥️
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"such a fucking slut aren't you hmm?" Gayoung grabs your hair in a ponytail, tilting your head so could make eye contact.
"awnser me pretty girl? Standing at the side of the road, with that slutty outfit raising your hand for a dirty fuck to pick you up?"
You were really scared, You were so new to this. In fact this is not what you wanted at all. You were just a runaway teen. No home, no food, no one to help you. You tried to shelter yourself at a local park for a few days. Until one night a man approached you to be a sex worker under him.
"you'll get your own palace and food, on top of that money. Just one thing is exchange, be my sex worker? What do you say?"
The offer sounds like a fucking shit wreck but you needed the money so you agreed half hearted.
It was your first night out working. You were given a really revealing outfit . And there was a girl who helped you with your hair. The van was filled with a few other girls too. The guy who was now your boss stopped at a dark alley in Gangnam.
"ok girls we're here, and remember. What you earn, half of it is mine. Everyone get out except for y/n."
The girl who sat beside you could feel your nerves rolling up, she offered her hand in a comforting manner.
"hey, it'll be alright. You'll get used to it. It's the only way of survival we have." You nod keeping your head low.
Each girl got out one by one leaving you and your boss lastly. From the driver seat he turned to you and handed you a little cell phone. The ones which you can only make phone calls with.
"here take this, you have a special client tonight. She's one of our important ones. She specifically booked you. You'll get a phone call from her soon, and once your done call me and I'll pick you up from her place. Got it? Oh and don't get on her bad side. You can go now."
You got out from the van, as he drove away.
What did he meant 'she'?!
Special client?
Specifically booked me?
Your thoughts were burnt away as the cellphone rang. You hesitantly picked it up.
"H-hello?"
"look to your left, there's a black Supra right? Go to it and get in." The call was hanged up.
(a/n: yes sweeties I'm a Toyota Supra gal😍)
It was a woman's voice. Her voice was a little deep. You saw the Supra at far end of the alley and went towards it. Your steps got heavier as you neared the car. You got in and met by women who looked like she was in her thirties. She was wearing a hat, and somewhat had a light toned hair. That's what you make out of the darkness.
The air was getting awkward. You kept your head low. She didn't say anything and just drove off. Around 20 mins later she drove into a parking lot and parked her car.
"follow me." She spoke up and got out.
You did as you were told. Then you realised she had brought you to a hotel. She looked at you with cold eyes, you could have sworn that it would have pierced through your brain. She grabbed your hand walked with you. The both of you walked in the hotel, she pulled you towards the elevator.
You took a small glance at her when the doors opened. Her slender hand still holding onto yours. She was already staring at you. There was something in her that you exactly couldn't tell but she looked pissed, you weren't sure if she was pissed at you or something else.
Once the elevator doors opened at floor number 7, she walked out still holding your hand. She stopped at room '825', taking out a keycard and scanning it.
When you got in, she closed the door behind you took of her shoes and cap. You did the same. Soon she pulled you further into the room. From the looks of it, the was prebooked or something.
A few bags and clothes here and there.
She let go of your hand a sat on the bed, patting the space besides her initiating you sit with her as well, so you did. She turned onto the tv to break the silence as took a glass bottle from the bed side table. It looked like liquor.
She took off the cork of it and drank some of it, and yes you were right it was some type of alcohol. Great it was already worse enough to be sex worker and now you have to deal with a drunk one? Great, just great.
Minutes passed as you felt movement from your side. The women scooted over to sit closer to you. Her hand rubbed over your exposed thigh.
"Get up." Her voice was low. You did, waiting for her next command. She unbuckled her belt and took of her pants, to your surprise she was wearing boxers. She motioned her index finger telling to come closer. As you did she took of her remaining clothes, leaving her only in her boxers. Once you were beside her she pulled you on top of her.
"Take off my shorts." She commanded you. It surprised you, what was really behind that piece of fabric. A little soft looking cock was presented to you. This was your first time coming face to face with one. Both a dick and a women with a dick.
"Suck it."
You were still stunned as to what you were seeing, which led to your lack of response.
"I asked you to suck."
Again no response. She snapped the third time. Her left index finger and thumb holding your jaw. As she spat out through her gritted teeth.
"I. Asked. You. To. Fucking. Suck me!!"
Her right hand made contact with your cheek. She slapped you. Her eyes were hooded, with both lust and anger. She got up and pushed you onto the bed roughly.
"Didn't that fucking bastard told you not to get on my fucking bad side whore?!"
"H-he did, I'm s-sorry-"
Another harsh slap was delivered to your cheek. Tears filled up at the corner of yours eyes threatening to fall any minute. Your vision was being blurred. Is this what meant as in speacial client? Who's gonna treat you like shit? This is not how you wanted things to turn out.
"such a fucking slut aren't you hmm?" Gayoung grabs your hair in a ponytail, tilting your head so could make eye contact.
"awnser me pretty girl? Standing at the side of the road, with that slutty outfit raising your hand for a dirty fuck to pick you up?"
She pulled you closer and stuffed her dick into your mouth. Tears streaming down your cheeks, your cries and pleades being muffled by her cock. A few minutes later she pulls out from your mouth, tapping it againts your lips.
Your tried your best to beg her to let you go. This was disgusting. You just wanted die right now.
"P-please let me go, I-I don't want this a-anymore-"
This time her came up to your throat, choking you. "Let you go? Fine, let me use that fucking cunt of yours first whore."
She flipped you over, ripping of your panties off. She got behind you thrusting her fingers in you. It hurt you.
"p-please I'm begging y-you s-stop- Ahh!"
She smacked your ass harshly.
"Shut the fuck up. One more word and your done!!" She warned with another smack.
Your felt disgusted. Giving up your virginity to a complete stranger let alone like this, a sex worker.
You tried to spare yourself by trying to keep quiet. Excepting your fate. Tears streaming down your face, as you thought it couldn't get worse. She pulled out her fingers, thinking it was over.
Not until a sharp scream was elected from you due to the piercing pain at your core. Something big, hot and wet being pushed in. You felt her hand pushing your head down on the pillows, muffling your sounds.
The pain was getting unbearable, your insides were burning. And soon after it all went dark.
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A pair of strong arms were wrapped around your waist. Soft heartbeat ringing through your ear. Your arm draped over her belly.
Your eyes slowly opened, scanning the unfamiliar surrounding as memories from last night flashed out. You tried to move your arm, you were aware that she was sleeping besides you. You were careful to not wake her up. God knows what she'll do to you again.
But may luck not be on your side, she woke up from your movements. She gripped thightly onto your wrist looking at you. With that same cold eyes.
Your heart was pounding, is she going to do something to you again? But the thing she did was unexpected. She placed a gentle kiss your wrist and spoke up with her deep voice.
"I'm sorry."
Her words were more than enough to push you over the edge of your already overwhelmed state. Which made you break done on her chest.
"H-hey look please don't cry, I'm sorry if I hurt you."
Gayoung was confused, why were you crying? Did she hurt you badly? Did it still hurt?
She tried stroking your head as you pushed her hand away.
"D-don't touch me please, p-please don't h-hurt me."
Her eyes softened. She felt bad, she did pay for you but still she was sympathetic towards your state.
"look, let me help you. Do you need anything?"
Gayoung got out of bed put on her shorts and got you a glass of water and a painkiller.
"please take this, it's just a painkiller. I promise, please trust me."
You were really hesitant but did so, in hopes of your pain being reduced.
The room was once again silent. You staring at your hands. Gayoung sitting at the edge of the bed staring at the wall. A few moments later She got up switching on the TV, in hopes of breaking the silence.
But Gayoung wasn't definitely prepared to see the news. As the TV flashed today's headlines, one specifically caught her attention which made her whole body go numb and her face pale.
(MISSING TEEN Y/N L/N, 18, LAST SEEN ILSAN CENTRE 5DAYS AGO)
Your pic was then flashed on the screen.
Gayoung turned towards you, as your head hung low hearing the news as well.
"Y/N L/N?"
-THE END-
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A/N: Btw should I make a part 2 of this? Maybe where in Chocol discovers the truth about the reader?
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radiosummons · 1 year
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There is no doubt in my mind that I am most definitely not the first person to bring this up, but after doing a quick rewatch of Hunt for Ziro (TCW, S3 EP9) I can't help but feel ... just kinda disappointed.
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Granted, when I first saw this episode I had no idea who Quinlan was or what his relationship to Obi-Wan was other than he was a fellow Jedi Master who Obi-Wan considered a "bit much" (which is extremely rich coming from Obi-Wan, cause HELLO!!!).
But now knowing what I do know about Quinlan, my god, I can't help but sorta feel like they did him just the tiniest bit dirty. The episode by no means takes away my enjoyment of the character or the show, but I wish they had given him more.
I will say that there are a LOT of things I do love about this episode. For starters, the little exchange between Obi-Wan and Cody at the start of the episode is absolute gold to me. Considering that only does Obi-Wan not waste the opportunity to complain about his childhood friend, but that even Cody is already aware of Quinlan's reputation is a great way to introduce the audience to what kind of person this new Jedi is.
(My little headcanon is that Cody knows about Quinlan due to Obi-Wan going on several mini rants from his General about his "troublesome" Jedi friend, but I'd also just accept the idea that Quinlan is just that fucking infamous in the GAR lol).
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It's barely even been a full minute and we already know several things about Quinlan. 1) He has a reputation for being "extra," or at the very least according to Obi-Wan's standards (which, again, fucking WILD), 2) The fact that he's late for a mission and Obi-Wan isn't the least bit surprised tells us this is pretty much the norm for him, and 3) Even the clones are aware of who Quinlan is and what kind of Jedi he is.
The scene then continues with Quinlan finally showing up for his joint mission with Obi-Wan. But because Quinlan is Quinlan, instead of just waiting for the gunship to land, the motherfucker takes the opportunity to dramatically leap and land onto the platform.
Just ... absolute perfection with this character already.
Also, the fact that he follows up said dramatic entrance by taking the time to greet Cody just automatically wins him more points in my book. I love that the TCW writers made a point to show that Quinlan despite being an "odd Jedi," also sees the clones as people. His very friendly and nonchalant way of greeting Cody could also imply--although I'm not sure this is accurate or not--that he's either 1) Already met Cody or 2) Knows about Cody (possibly through Obi-Wan) and possibly already considers him a friend, if not someone he could become friends with.
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I don't even mind The Big Lebowski reference inserted into Quinlan's introduction when he nonchalantly brushes off Obi-Wan's obvious annoyance at being made to wait.
Honestly, it's kind of iconic to see someone rebuff Obi-Wan's charm with a simple "Well ... that's just your opinion, man." And knowing what I do know now about them both growing up together, it is absolutely hilarious to see Obi-Wan just silently take that response. Because he knows Quinlan, and he knows his sense of humor. So instead of trying to come up with something witty back as he usually would do with anyone else, Obi-Wan just has to quietly glare at him and refuse to rise to the bait.
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The transition from Quinlan's nonchalantless to business and then back again is also fun to watch. Even while Obi-Wan is trying to direct the conversation to solely focus on their mission's purpose, Quinlan is helpfully and not so helpfully sharing what extra bit of intel he has. It's very clear that he's comfortable with Obi-Wan, in that he can slip in a bit of playfulness into what is a very serious conversation but also still keep focus. It's also fun to see Obi-Wan sort of at ease with Quinlan's way of communicating, considering he's had years of living and working alongside Quinlan.
It doesn't stop him from being exasperated at his friend's antics, though. Which is charming in itself to see. Especially when Quinlan offers Obi-Wan to be his copilot, and Obi-Wan easily resigns himself to his fate.
Anyway, I do love that the majority of the episode is an omage to Indiana Jones movies (namely, Temple of Doom), but also to gangster and crime thriller films. Which was absolutely a perfect choice for Quinlan considering that his experiences as a Shadow involved a great deal of missions infiltrating criminal undergrounds and the like.
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And the grey morality that is often presence in those types of films is a great compliment to Quinlan, as he while he's still a Jedi, he doesn't hold as strictly to the etiquette and more "refined" tactics of his fellow Jedi. It's also just a nice reference to his own struggles with the Dark Side. And pairing him up with Obi-Wan--his close friend and the one responsible for helping him return to the Light--is just the perfect sort of complimentary team format that is to be expected with those films.
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Also this moment:
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**A totally not accurate, but very accurate summary of events**
Quinlan: KRIFF THIS DOOR!!!
Obi-Wan: Quin, you can't just barge into people's houses-
Quinlan: Sure I can. I just did.
Fucking iconic.
(As a quick side note, I do love that they took a moment to show off Quinlan's psychometry abilities. Just A+ work right there).
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I do also understand that the budget was very limited for TCW (considering that they held off until S3 to debut Quinlan due to the costs of creating yet another character model) and I am very grateful that they were able to give him his own episode. But I can't help wishing we had a little more.
Especially towards the end of the episode. Quinlan just sort of goes completely mute. It is fantastic to see him fight Cad Bane (considering bounty hunters with Cad Bane's skills would be right up Quinlan's alley) and watching him investigate alongside Obi-Wan is also a lot of fun to watch. But it is odd for their banter to just sort of peter off to the point that Obi-Wan is pretty much the only person speaking for the majority of the episode's run time.
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The moment where Obi-Wan and Quinlan are hanging from the cliff really sticks out to me the most in this episode. When Obi-Wan says to him "I never did enjoy hanging out with you"--while very funny and a nice reference to their friendship--I can't help but being the tiniest bit disappointed that Quinlan doesn't respond with more than a small smug smile. Granted, the fact he just smiles is funny. But Idk. I'm aware I'm just nitpicking at this point, but I would have loved to hear any sort of verbal response from Quinlan to that, no matter how minor.
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I don't know if the budget was extra limited due to Quinlan's new character model being added to the episode, if Quinlan's voice actor just wasn't available to read anymore lines, what production problems may have arisen while creating the episode, or if the script simply just didn't have any other speaking lines for Quinlan. But, uh, yeah. I would have loved just a little something more from him.
Because prior to me finding out more about Quinlan over the years, my initial impression was that Quinlan and Obi-Wan were more colleagues than actual childhood friends. And not just childhood friends, but friends who had a very complicated but overall very sweet friendship despite the hardships they shared.
And I just think that's sort of a shame.
Yes, his character model does appear again in a later TCW episode (Destiny, S6, EP12), but only as a character model/easter egg. And while it did touch me that the Kenobi Show confirmed that Quinlan had survived Order 66 (yes, I did cry when that reveal happened, shut up), I still would find myself wishing we had more on screen Quinlan Vos content.
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Just because Quinlan really is an amazing character and I absolutely adore his relationship with Obi-Wan and his padawan, Aayla Secura. He's genuinely a fascinating character to read about in the comics and even more so for the fact that his struggles with the Dark Side did not prevent him from continuing to be a good person.
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I think what I just want more than anything is for more people to be exposed to how great Quinlan is. I'm not expecting a Quinlan centric show to up anytime in the future and I don't expect people to go out of their way to read the comics and books about yet another SW character. I just wish more people knew what a fantastic character he is. Especially his wonderful relationships with Obi-Wan and Aayla.
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Tldr: I just want people to know how great Quinlan is. Also, give me baby Quinlan and Obi-Wan being the absolute chaos gremlins they are!!! Also, just more Quinlan content in general. I would love that :3
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yanderedespair · 7 months
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Will you do Mido Rana? I beg you with all my heart and knees..
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Okay okay my dear anon! But please sit down before you will catch a cold! 😰🫴 We don't want that do we?? I CAN write that BUT- first of all our Reader will be a substitute teacher okay? I don't like Teen x Adult type of shit it's discusting- So i hope you will like my changed version 😭🫶
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Mido Rana- How did he meet you? That's a simple question! He met you through the teachers' meeting of course! meanwhile you were introduced to everyone and given instructions by the vice principal he stared at you curiously watching your full figure and how your body and hands move while you were talking to others. Simple checking out i guess?
Mido Rana- Who at first tried to stay away from you, i can imagine that he's not very fond of new people (maybe in the canon he IS a pedo who don't even bother to think twice before doing something bad or nasty BUT THAT'S JUST SOME STUPID FANTASY THAT YANDERE DEV HAD SO- im changing that) i think that he would be pretty Mizofobic (that's a fear of bacterias and dirty things 👍) but he would be interested in you because you were new of course! But because of his fobia he wouldn't be very touchy IT'S JUST SUITS HIS CHARACTER OF BEING ALWAYS SEXY AND PERFECT AND CLEAN OKAY???
Mido Rana- The more he looked at you or interacted though work and exchanging good mornings AND paper work, he seemed more focus on your lips and figure than words....a lot, you needed to tell him that "YOUR EYES ARE UP HERE" you even laugh once at that, everyone said that he was a big flirt and that was normal so you didn't act any different towards it, it was his personality nothing more! right...guys? 🥰👍
Mido Rana- Who kinda did a little digging around you...FOR FUN OF COURSE! HE'S NOT A CREEP OR ANYTHING RIGHT? HAHA- and found a lot of stuff on you, like your full family name,your..um house address....your hobbies...month schedule...? Okay! He knows that's a little illegal... a tiny thing that could get him in a very secure box called PRISON 😃✌️
Mido Rana- The more he tries to justify it the more he gets into this rabbit hole, he tried to stop multiple times because he felt really discusted with himself, how could HE??? A sexy,confident full of sexapeal MAN THE MIDO RANA GETS OBSESSED WITH A SIMPLE PERSON LIKE YOU?? HAHA IT'S STUPID- oh my god he's weird AND HE KNOWS THIS! Maybe....he needs to get another appoinment with his therapist..?
Mido Rana- Who can't shake this weird feeling inside his heart, that sharp pain whatever someone is talking to you..i mean he can guess why but it's too stupid, it's not like you're super close no? You're more of a acquaintance than anything..
Mido Rana- Who likes to stalk look at you, watching your behavior and personality..it would be a lie if he said he wasn't interested at least A LITTLE i mean look at you, acting as it wasn't private school, talking with students as if they were your kids, and teachers as if they were your friends...? And everyone acting as it's normal?? Weird.
Mido Rana- Who can't check students tests like...it's hard for him when the only thing on his mind is you, what gotten into him??? He used to be so happy,flirty,open minded, now? He's a quiet boring person...is he sick or something??
Mido Rana- Who got invited on a drink with his friends, after that he was so drunk he couldn't remember how did he get inside his house, but a little note on his fridge was clear enough "Hey Mido! We brought you home last night! You were so drunk that we got worried about you dude! Oh and we need to talk about this "Y/n" when you sober up you kept talking about them...well anyway have a good night rest" Oh fuck he did talk about you? Shit...well he did get drunk to forget about you but IT DIDN'T WORK APPARENTLY..?!
Mido Rana- Who could not enjoy any night alone, watching movies,sleeping or just eating cookies with wine was difficult, he just thinking about you, wondering what did you eat today, or if maybe you did something cool..he was too curious and wine didn't helped (🥹👍 i feel your pain bro)
Mido Rana- Who tried to invite you on a simple dinner party, you know? These fancy parties when you brag about your money and how your beautiful spouses looks and stuff? Yep that one. He was actually invited by his friend from high school..normally he would find some cute woman, invite her, spend night with her and forget about the whole thing the next day. That how heartless he was actually..but not to you right....right?
Mido Rana- When he opened doors to the faculty room he saw you...sleeping? You were peacefully resting on top of some notebooks, you're probably wanted to check all of them for your students. it was friday so it could be easier to check it out before a whole ass weekend starts but still, he sighed walking up to you and took a seat next to you, you were so cute...too cute..
Mido Rana- Who spend all night doing all your work and trying to not wake you up, some hours later his friend called him up and asked why didn't he came? and if something happen...before he said anything he looked at you and lightly grabbed your cheek smiling "Oh i just got something veeeery very important to fix sorry-" Before you could even wake up he left..but it was difficult, he didn't wanna leave you like that YET but it would be creepy to just see him staring at your soul like that so-
Mido Rana- Who finally started to talk to you more and more, he thought you're gonna be annoyed by him, but you're patient and kind! listening to his every little word..huh so you're really a good person for this job..no wonder they made you a teacher here. He even invites you to a little dinner and YOU AGREE! Wow this will be amazing! And he knows it~
Mido Rana- Who after all this cute date drives you back to your apartment, it was the best day in his life! Your smile,laugh,jokes even...YOUR VOICE IN GENERAL WAS SO WHOLESOME TO LISTEN TOO!! You need to do this more! Maybe next time he will show you his house??? It would be cool...
Mido Rana- Who gets devastated after he hears that Ms.Hanabusa feels a lot better and soon will start working again, some of the students even tried sighing a petition to make you THE OFFICIAL TEACHER but they knew that it wasn't that easy...yesterday he did such a great job and now you will dissapear like that...?
Mido Rana- Who tried to talk to headmaster about this, manipulating every word to just keep you here! Just for a month or two! Please he needs that..but it fails and you need to leave soon, as you thank everyone for being nice to you and ect. Mido just stares at you in the back of the faculty room leaning against a locker with a sad face.
Mido Rana- Who invites you for a "goodbye" dinner, you laugh saying it's too dramatic but you agree, you ended up spending much more time with him than you knew you would..but it was a cute dinner night, his flirting was a bit too obvious but it was cute.
Mido Rana- Who asks you about your personal life more, did you had anyone or maybe if you wanted to be with someone, you always said "Hmm i don't know" but it don't make him fully satisfied tho..
Mido Rana- Who tries to be calm when he see you talking to some man on the street after work, he hugged you and walked away like nothing happen...he didn't like that, he even asked you about it and your answer was too shallow "Oh it's my best friend from middle school! I didn't saw him for such a long time!" Mhm got it..yeah...friend..suuure...
Mido Rana- Who sits in his car, watching this parasite walking inside his house..it WOULD be shame if something happened to him..no? Ah he died two days ago? And he was what?? Stabbed to death???? Oh my~ what a shame
:(( awww
"Come here my dove...it will be alright~"
Mido Rana- he will be honest with himself, he didn't go all that way, all that risk just to talk to you like he's your own friend TO JUST WATCH SOME FUCKING GUY STEALING YOU AWAY FROM HIM- i mean he just loves you a lot and he can't loose you :(( he's in love after all!!
Mido Rana- Who openly knows that he stalk you, i mean walking behind you everywhere you go,taking your pictures without consent,collecting more information, i mean you aren't teaching in his school so he needs to cope somehow no? He knows it's worse than just stalking on facehook or instagrip but he just can't stop..
Mido Rana- Who magically appearing everywhere you are, park? Wow such a weird place to meet! Shop? So you're shopping in the same store? Cool! Library? Wow you must be living awfully close to me? No? Haha it's so cute isn't it??
Mido Rana- Who listens to you when you openly talk about your paranoia..that someone is stalking you or something and you know it! Aww it's awful...awfully stupid that you talk about it with your own stalker..
Mido Rana- Who just tries to invite you to more things, cinema,picnics,movie night's and stuff, you kinda get his point..he likes you and he's hot so why? no? After few months you share you first kiss, it was amazing...for him, he didn't want it to end. Afte this you started kinda dating, he had you finally in his grasp...after all this shit he needed to do, threatening,stalking,abusing the law and stuff..
Mido Rana- Who sits close to you on the grass as you two watching shooting stars, it's romantic and he needs to ask about this like now! he takes your hand in his, kissing it gently with little hearts in his eyes, you smile shyly waiting for his "big talk" he sighs heavily and finally asks about this. "Hey y/n i know that we knew only for a few months but...do you wanna continue it to the next level?" You freeze shocked...he wants what?
You said yes! <333
"Wait..really? Awww Y/n~"
After your words left your lips HE IS KISSING THEM! he's happy as hell! Finally you are his! he will be the best boyfriend in the world! Maybe even husband? Or...father..? WELL IT DOESN'T MATTER FOR NOW! WHAT MATTERS IS YOU AND HIM, he would be that type of lover that buys you everything you want, takes you to every fancy restaurant or party to show you off to his friends and family, Always cuddling you to sleep and being grumpy in the morning because you need to leave for work earlier! If the time would come? He would propose to you, and after some time did a huge wedding! He would be so happy to have you...forever..~ he would brag about it to his friends from work, showing his wedding ring like it's a trophy 🥹🫶 and being proud~
You said no...
"...what..? What do you mean no..? I-"
He would be depressed for sure, became a heavy alcoholic and TRYING to figure out WHO'S FAULT IS THAT??? IS SOMEONE MANIPULATING YOU? OR- MAYBE SOMEONE THREATENS YOU?!!! It must be it! Someone needs to be there saying nasty stuff about him...or maybe...you found out about his..hobby? Oh my god! It's not how it looks like!! He needs to talk to you about this! If you don't want to talk he will invade your space or maybe even "kidnap" you for a good cause...he's just in love no? If you don't love him yet HE WILL MAKE YOU LOVE HIM! you didn't give him enough options my dear...
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princessb4mbi · 1 year
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SEXTING JJK CHARACTERS PT. 2
꩜ characters fushiguro meguumi, itadori yuuji, ryomen sukuna
꩜ cw none! jk, subtle degradation from guumi, full degradation from sukuna, mentions of nude exchanging [bold is said jjk char], sadist!sukuna, gn!reader
꩜ summary you send a “i want you so bad” to ya bf
a/n this has more plot now!!!! part 1 with getou, gojo n naoya in here
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whenever you send yuuji anything that’s along the lines of “intimate” he’ll go crazy. even just sending him “i want you so bad ;(“ message will want him to drop everything he’s doing and go straight to you. buttt in the times that he’s REALLY busy, all he has is to simply text away his sexual wants and needs.
whenever you send yuuji anything that’s along the lines of “intimate” he’ll go crazy. even just sending him “i want you so bad ;(“ message will want him to drop everything he’s doing and go straight to you. buttt in the times that he’s REALLY busy, all he has is to simply text away his sexual wants and needs.
whenever you send yuuji anything that’s along the lines of “intimate” he’ll go crazy. even just sending him “i want you so bad ;(“ message will want him to drop everything he’s doing and go straight to you. buttt in the times that he’s REALLY busy, all he has is to simply text away his sexual wants and needs.
his way of sexting you is really him responding with “mhmm” and “yes baby” because he is either trying to restrain himself from going into a private room and just start jacking off..
now since yuuji can’t let his poor baby be let down, he’s fights harder than he usually does to get this over with.. and come home to you right away
“don’t worry baby, ill be home right away to take care of you ok?”
FUSHIGURO MEGUUMI
meguumi is on his way to defeat a curse until his phone rings. now usually, meguumi doesn’t get a lot of notifications aside from a mission alert from gojo, or you just texting him. he looks up to check what popped up to see a “i want you so badly” message from you. he sighs, knowing that if he doesn’t at-least entertain it, you’ll be a bratty little s/o when he got home.
“now? of all times y/n?”
and what guumi can’t admit is the fact that if YOU’RE sexually frustrated, then in some way HE’LL be frustrated.. fuck’s sake.. guumi mumbles.. he’s outside the premises and he just wants to sext with you.. just for a little bit.
“you have one minute to tell me what you want from me in full so i can use that as motivation to kill this shit faster.”
a minute later, you sent guumi a full paragraph detailing how bad you wanted him to fuck you to the point of not being able to walk. guumi smirks at the message then turns his phone off, meguumi says to nobara, “let’s finish this quick, i have some important things to do at home.”
RYOMEN SUKUNA
[in the case that sukuna is his OWN person and ISNT in yuuji 😭]
sukuna spends most of his time in the underworld.. to you, available 24/7. and to him, you’re available 24/7, even when you’re truly not.
it’s hard to sext kuna because he’ll just show up with a simple “can you come over pls?” but today, kuna was feeling very.. sadistic today.
as per usual, you send kuna a little “i want you so bad” message, knowing that he would come right over to you. but to your surprise, kuna didn’t text back even after 5 minutes. he read for sure, but didn’t respond back. you give him another sultry message, “want to feel your hands all over me, kuna..” but he once again didn’t respond.
you then send him a row of dirty messages, ranging from “please i want uu” to desperate “fuck me”. and still, kuna keeps reading it, but not giving you a respond nor is infront of your face.
as a final attempt, you send kuna a faceless pic of you naked, hoping that’ll do something. and it did.
“you’re so fucking easy y’know? you see me reading it, but you’re still needy for an answer. i’ve spoiled you too much i see, that’ll change tonight.”
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xerith-42 · 3 months
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who is your favorite side or background character(s) and why?
Favorite background character is easily this guy
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One scene, no lines, just some garbles and screaming, he did fantastic. Absolutely zero notes.
Favorite side character is Kiki. I think Kiki is one of the most done dirty mcd characters, which is really saying something, and what she has is great and could be so much better. Her introduction is actually really good, she shows up, has some hamsters, and then is there. Brendan mentions her once or twice, and she's sown to be in great distress when her brother is injured. Basic character stuff, but a solid foundation for a character.
And in episode 12 she gets this really great exchange with Aph where she learns that Aph's hamster is getting bigger and Aph didn't tell her. When Aph tries to deflect with the logic "It's a big hamster, who gives a shit", Kiki very politely and reasonably asks if she can visit Aph's house to check up on that hamster. It shows Kiki's kindness, her love for animals, and her overall nature.
And then when Aph tries to tell her no, Kiki, the Chad, literally says
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I like this!! I like this a lot!! I think it's a great moment of characterization for Kiki that establishes that she's a stubborn woman who can take no for an answer, but won't if she doesn't want to. She's stubborn, resilient, and has a total soft spot for animals. I can absolutely understand how literally anyone falls in love with her, I love Kiki so fucking much. (also her laugh is sooooo cute no wonder she got nicknamed for it)
I have a lot of thoughts about the whole situation between her and Zane (which most of you have probably already read given it's one of the most popular posts on my side blog (shameless plug)), but there's one thing I really wish we got to understand. Which is why does Kiki even like or trust Zane in the first place? Clearly she's got a good head on her shoulders and a good sense of what she wants, so why don't we even get one scene where she says something specific about why she's infatuated with Zane all of a sudden?
I checked her wiki page just to be sure and they don't even mention Zane on there once. Kiki is a character who doesn't necessarily need center stage because she is a side character, but that whole situation was so fucked up that it feels criminal that she was never given top billing afterwards, even for just a single episode. She gets a lot of great moments in Season 1, I'm really fond of the detail of her releasing all her animals so they can use her barn as an armory during the fight against Scaleswind, that might just be my favorite scene with Kiki. And after that... we get nothing!
Pretty sure her daughter was given more screen time in season 2 than she was.
It sucks that she got shafted and her biggest scene in Season 2 isn't even her scene, it's Thorgi's (sorry to remind you all of that). We NEVER get a scene where she gets to express any feelings on Zane, or him being gone, or him coming back, or her relationship with Garroth and how that's changed, or how she might have a strange relationship with Vylad as a result (oh I could make a whole post out of that...), we just stop getting good stuff out of Kiki after season 1 which is a damn shame.
TLDR: Kiki is a literal blessing onto this world and we don't deserve her.
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atty-goldstein · 1 year
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Just finished watching NPMD and here are my observations:
Oh starting right away with Richie's death
OHHHH It's the first time we actually hear Lauren and Jon sing together, even for just a lil bit
The Watcher World callback with the hammer and the phone
Every Mariah character: MY PICTURES ON MY PHONE, Me: gurl back it up on Cloud
Awwww Ruth
That one person who cheered louder than anyone else when Pete stood up for himself
Everyone collectively going "awww" when Pete shows up with the black eye
The Chasitys have such a cute color scheme. Would wear. But like. Mark's outfit has such gay vibes tho. Like. Stereotypical gay outfit.
Pfft that one person who cackled the Loudest during the dinner scene
Max, climbing in the tub with his jeans on: *vine voice* He's washing him and his jeans. He's washing him and his jeans.
Oh Mark showing up after Dirty Girl is literally like that scene with Hanschen during My Junk in Spring Awakening.
LISTEN. About two years ago, I was watching SAF and my dad looked over my shoulder AND HE THOUGHT JOEY WAS LIN MANUEL MIRANDA
Max: I'm gonna kick your ass!, Me: *Ted voice* Not his head
Wait. But his reaction to the prank is so wholesome and precious actually.
Gurl. Just let it stay an accident and destroy the footage instead. Don't be stupid.
I remember saying Bryce as Brenda. Glad that it happened.
Hatchet Town is basically just "Your Fault" from Into the Woods huh
Pete and Ruth sound a lot like Scrags and Esther ngl
I love Kyle. Himbo dude.
The shift when Clivesdale is introduced.
The way everyone also awwed when Richie got appreciated. I don't think a show goes by without Jon's character being loved
It's interesting that the hs kids don't want to be mean and aren't inherently mean, they were just pressured into being mean
Ohhh. He got bedazzled. Like Edward Cullen.
I want the cast recording so I can hear Jon and Will sing at each other more clearly
Boy Jerry's a reporter? I mean sure, I assumed they have jobs when it's off-season for camp, but I didn't expect journalism
What does Bryce's character know about Boy Jerry's murder spree tho?
Everyone's talking about Boy Jerry throwing Girl Jeri under the bus, but not Dan agreeing with Boy Jerry in accusing Donna
Hatchet Town is just Your Fault from Into the Woods huh
Steph protecting Ruth parallels Steph looking after Hannah
hc that Joey's character in the bbq monologues is whoever played Joey's roles in the Hatchetfield production of TTO
Jon's delivery ohmygod lmaoooo
Oh and Mariah's character, Caitlyn/Kaitlin, feels like a mini Zoey
Ruth sweetieeee you are so brilliant
Ruth having a mushroom on her shirt like the "I'm a failure" meme
The way they pull off Max's teleportation is so so good
Kim is the queen of horrified screams now
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YESSSS HE SAID THE MIRANDA RIGHTS he ain't got a warrant tho
Considering tgwdlm was 2018, and it's 2023 now, then it HAS been FIVE YEARS since Peter asked for his hot chocolate from Emma
GARY PUPPY PAID ATTENTION WHEN HE HEARD PAUL. Because of he still recognizes Jon.
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Pfft Paul having more balls than Pete
Okay it's vague enough that it can be interpreted that Paul doesn't die. I didn't think Emma would do the Linda screech tho. It's always enough to startle and disorient tho.
THE COSTUMES THE COSTUMES I LOVE THE COSTUMES
Oh I have a theory behind what Tinky says. But it's going in a separate post
The LiBs going "WE DON'T WANT YOUR PHONE"
In Once Upon a Time, it is customary to give up "the thing you love most" in exchange for extremely powerful magic.
Ahahaha as a Catholic I can confirm that Grace's opinion on Catholicism is mostly correct
I feel like if Pete did die, it would prevent him from turning into a horny bastard like Ted tho. Which may potentially save him from Tinky
And Pete letting himself get shot to save the woman he loves, would parallel Ted's sacrifice in Ape Man
That one person who very audibly goes "WHAT THE FUCK" when Max takes the bullet for Pete
Grace saying her type is dudes who come back from the dead. And I'm like. "AND THEY'RE BOTH RIPPED AS FUCK"
Annnd now the tables have turned on Joey after eating Sally out in the choir room.
Aaaat least she can't get knocked up?
Where'd she get that cigarette tho
The hair flip that accompanied the spin
GARY PUPPY CUDDLED UP TO THE LAPTOP WHEN HE HEARD WIGGLY
Kim's teacher character is so cute
The "awwww" when Pete and Steph came to homecoming together. Also Pete's bow tie will always match whatever Steph's wearing
Are we all in agreement that Jon and Will's homecoming characters are dating?
Grace. YOU ASKED.
Hmm. A soul-sucking spell especially targeting guys? Sounds like what Sheila had.
"Guys who came before"? Who else did she hook up with between the ghost's death and homecoming?
It's the return of Angela's iconic witch laugh
But Grace how long is that gonna work out for you. You gonna eventually use contraception? Have magic contraception? Or eventually get knocked up? Just sayin'
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sloshys · 8 months
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HI FOR THE LOVE OF GOD THERE ARE OTHER DAAN/O'SAA SHIPPERS OUT HERE????? PLEASE TELL ME ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS IM FUCKING DESPERATE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BEGGING YOU
My little fucking guys
Im so fucking bad when it comes to writing hcs or character analysis. Im going to try it out but i hope someone who’s a writer and whos interested this pairing gets to explain it all better than i can.
Everything under the cut theres some talk about sex at the end but its brief
I want to preface this that despite the fact that im very much into shipping every time i enter a new fandom i dont think any termina characters were able to directly confess their feelings to eachother. They simply have too much going on in mind, too busy surviving or hardly trust eachother. Despite the amount of events happening, i think only 3 days is super short amount of time for these guys to truly be sure of their feelings for eachother and dont have time to think over it ( only Samarie truly makes sense to me cuz she knew Marina before that even if its one sided)
Their parallels
Both of them were doomed to grow up fast in order to survive because of political and religious circumstances that neither had control over. Daan lost his family because they were fervent Sylvian worshippers, and Osaa grew in the chaos of the religious wars ravaging his country (perhaps that's how he lost his father in the process, but that's just a theory). Also, their respective situations parallel each other as they focus on both the traces of the old gods Sylvian (Daan’s parents being bunnymask cultists) and Gro-goroth (war and chaos in Abyssonia). It doesn't mean anything in particular about the characters themselves, but these two old gods did complete each other.
They both had an advanced education with Daan being an apprentice butler and modern medicine while O’saa studied spirituality and religion.
During adulthood, they both went through unspeakable horrors. For Daan, it was war; he only managed to keep his sanity with the letters he exchanged with Elise. For O'saa, it was being haunted by nightmares and his exploration of the dungeon of fear and hunger. These events traumatised them, and they had their own ways to cope with them, but Daan is visibly depressed.
Both seem to have an interest in fashion as they are self conscious on the way they dress. (Daan hates dirtying his clothes and O’saa likes being complimented on them)
Oh so youre both men with two “a ” in your names
Interpretation and headcanons
-O'saa had several people unknowingly open up about their problems at the confessional booth. Daan, who was wandering alone in the church with his thoughts eating him up, decided to give it a go, even if he wasn't religious, even if no one would respond. Part of him felt like it was sort of therapeutic. But to his surprise, someone did respond on the other side of the booth. Daan’s interest perks up when he notices the lack of professionalism from what he would assume to be a priest. They were judgmental and cold, but also understanding and interested at the same time. The rational thoughts of someone who doesn’t follow a specific belief and has their own morals they want to stand by. Yeah nothing like a priest Daan also hears some sort of familiarity with the voice and slowly realises who owns it. Daan would start playfully answering questions until O’saa couldn't keep up his identity. Unlike the other participants, he doesn't come out of the booth laughing; it’s just Daan looking at him smugly while the yellow mage’s expression is between disappointment and irritation. But regardless, they did have a nice talk in there, not that either of them would admit it.
-tbh a lot of their relationship is a back and forth one of them making a joke, the other roll their eyes and they would reply with “why are you always so serious???”
-O’saa secretely likes making Daan laugh. He keeps telling himself because his humor is more of his taste but its mostly cuz Daan always looks so gloomy
-Actually, these two don't know how to express their emotions. Daan sees how distant O’saa is from everyone and kind of wants him to be able to settle in with the group. O'saa, who doesn’t like to show his sympathy, still tries to make Daan laugh at times because he seems worryingly miserable and sad (his own jokes tend to make him laugh more than Daan, however). They just try to cheer each other up in the most complex brain gymnastic game by poking fun and making bad jokes with the worst timing possible, which mostly confuses the both of them more than anything else.
- O’saa doesnt like Daan’s smoking and drinking habits. But he does admit that it gives him a certain charm and the drinks he makes for him
-When O’saa revealed the identity of the Sulfur god to Daan there was this sting of empathy he felt for him despite Nas’hara’s scolding. And didn’t want to reveal to much not just for the sake of forbidden otherworldly knowledge but to spare him from such heavy info when he’s already going though so much grief.
-Daan was, deep down, extremely grateful for O’saa sharing his knowledge. When they met later, he insisted on taking care of O'saa's wounds after he was shot by August’s arrows. But O’saa is always on guard and asks Daan to take his vest off while he holds on to it and his scalpel. He will grab the back of his neck, warning Daan that If he tries anything funny, he will deal him a fatal blow. Despite the fact that it was supposed to create tension, the two were never this physically close to each other before…
-Daan would notice O’saa fragrance and Osaa would notice Daan’s lipstick
-Now sex is a difficult topic. Something that forces them into a state they so desperately tried to avoid their whole lives. The feeling becoming undone by sharing something with someone special or showing vulnerability. A primal feeling, feeling alive. They had a quick fuck to release steam. They try to convince themselves that its for personal satisfaction or giving a helping hand but it ever hardly felt like that. They still had this connection they refused or couldn’t to share with spoken words. It never went too far, but it was never bad. Quite the contrary, the sex was good but always too short
-O’saa realised he had developped a worshipping kink because of Daan. But Daan noticed it much earlier.
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psychedelic-ink · 2 years
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Alright, it’s Dieter so consider…his and hers matching butt plugs.
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I love this and I love your brain. This wouldn't fit in the plot I had in mind but I liked it so much that I wrote a drabble <33 I laughed so hard when I saw this first thing in the morning and the gif makes it even funnier dfvfdvd
ngl I blushed while writing this dfvfdv I've never really written anything like this before so it's a first for me, enjoy !
lover of mine.
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pairing: dieter bravo x fem!reader
genre: smut, pwp don't look at me
word count: 1.8k
summary: you got dieter his & hers butt plugs as a joke, how were you supposed to know he would bring them out a month later, telling you that the two of you should use them for the premiere.
warnings: butt plugs, switch!dieter vibes but leaning towards more sub in this fic, public s.ex (no one sees), anal play (for both involved), ass eating & fingering (giving), dieter calling you baby a lot, dirty talking
requests open for pedro pascal characters, moon knight & peter parker 💌
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You bought them as a joke. Dieter absolutely loved gag gifts so got him his and hers butt plugs for Valentine’s day. He had a laugh. You had a laugh. Then the gift was forgotten, placed in a box and shoved into the bottom of Dieter’s messy closet. 
That happened about a month ago. 
So when Dieter strutted into the bathroom with a crumpled box in hand while you were applying your lipstick…needless to say you were confused. He opened it with a smirk,  your eyes witnessing the two shiny plugs inside, one having a pink heart shaped jewel and the other having a round blue one. While you marveled at the toys he said that he finally thought of the perfect place to use your gift. 
“We don’t have time for this. Don’t we need to head to the premiere soon?” 
“Exactly.” 
Now you stare at him from the corner. Shifting from one leg to another as you take a sip of champagne. This is the party, after the party. You’re already pretty liquored up, head mildly spinning as you watch Dieter who is talking to one of his co-actors. You devour him with your gaze. You do adore his bathrobes but the man always looked good in a suit– Well, now that you think about it he is technically wearing something similar to a bathrobe. 
The dark purple satin button up shirt hugs his body in a way you know that he finds uncomfortable, he thinks it’s unflattering, but you simply love the way the softness of his stomach comes out and love the way you can clearly see the curve of his waist. On top of the shirt, he wears a long black coat with white details running across his sleeves and the parting of it. His hair is slicked back and you want nothing more than to run your fingers into the dark locks, messing them up in the process. 
You continue to watch him, heat growing between your legs as the butt plug shifts. Fuck, you really want him. How long was this party going to last again? 
Dieter seems to be handling it better than you. At least he’s able to hold a conversation. But from moment to moment you see him wince, blood rushing to his cheeks whenever he moves or someone hugs him. A faint moan slips past your lips. You imagine how his cock must be leaking right now, the plug barely grazing against the bundle of nerves. Slick wets the inside of your thighs, heart pounding madly in your chest. You quickly place your glass on top of the nearest surface you find. You really need to pull yourself together. This was nor the time nor the place to be dripping like an unfixed sink– 
Then your eyes meet his. A knowing gaze, the corners of his lips curling as he raises his glass towards you. 
Your stomach drops. You can’t do this. You can’t wait to go home. 
Parting the crowd like Moses did for the ocean, you reach for Dieter and grab his wrist. You don’t greet the other actors, you’re not even sure if your brain is processing their presence. Exchanging a brief glance with Dieter, your eyes shift to the nearest door. 
“Emergency,” you mumble before you proceed to tug him toward, what you’re hoping, to be the exit. 
When you’re finally away from the crowd, you feel like you can breathe again. The doors close, muffling the noise, and you crash your lips with Dieter’s in a bruising kiss. With a groan, you press him up against the wall, hands roaming across the strong frame of his body. He smiles against your lips, a large hand coming down to the curve of your ass and gently pressing the heart shaped butt plug. 
You break away with a wanton moan, your eyes unfocused as you grind against him, cunt fluttering, begging to be filled. 
“Fuck, baby. How on earth are you this worked up? How much did you have to drink?” 
You hush him by pressing your lips together once again. He licks the inside of your mouth, rolling the skirt of your dress all the way up to your waist. His thick fingers slide under your underwear and feel the jewel with the tips of his digits. Sucking your tongue, he turns it, your nerves electrified, you moan openly into his mouth. His other hand grabs a fistful of your hair, craning your neck back, he forces you to look at him between heavy lashes. 
“Are sure about this– We’re not exactly hidden,” 
You quickly look around, only your eyes moving. He was right, you thought this was an exit but it was a hall. A quite large one at that, but the lights had been turned off so you assume no one planned on using it tonight. 
“It’ll be fine,” you groan, eyes rolling back when he begins to shallowly thrust the plug in and out. “I-I want to see you too– This isn’t fair,” 
“Anything for you,” 
Dieter lets go of the plug and undoes the buttons of his pants, your stomach churns with excitement as he lowers both his trousers and boxers. You immediately wrap your hand around his length, smiling with delight as he sucks in a breath. Pressing your thumb into the slit, you suck the sensitive skin of his neck. 
“Can you turn around for me?” 
“W-What?” 
Looking up at him, you pout. 
“I said I wanted to see you, didn’t I?” 
“You did…but I thought–” 
He cuts himself off with a choked moan, you grin as your hands continue to gently squeeze and release his heavy balls. 
“Please…” you whine. 
“Fine, fine– Jesus, woman,” 
You grin as he turns, pulling off the coat, you let it pool to the ground and roll his shirt up. Leaning forward, you start to pepper his back with wet, open mouthed kisses, tongue leaving a wet trail as you go down. His whimpers send a spike of arousal down your body, your own moans starting to up in volume. You end the journey by pressing your lips firmly against his right buttcheeks, giving it a nice bite before pulling back. 
The blue jewel shimmers under the dim light. Dieter looks absolutely gorgeous like this; his legs spread and hole twitching around the thickness of the plug. Slowly, you grab the end of the plug and turn it, in a much similar fashion he’d done to you, and relish in the way he moans, his hips stuttering forward. Your mind trapped in a fog of lust, all you can focus on is his cute whimpers. Your cunt drips as you press your lips against the plug, kissing right under it. Dieter takes a sharp inhale, his head turning towards you as his nails scrapes against the wall. 
“Can I taste you?” you ask, lips moving against the plug. 
He nods, cheeks burning as he turns his gaze back ahead. With a wide smile, you slowly thrust the plug in and out as you slide your tongue against Dieter’s quivering hole. Your hand slides to his front and you begin to stroke him, coating the precum all over his length. 
“F-Fuck– Baby, I won’t last,” he breathes out. 
“Who says I want you to?” you hum, licking around the plug. “Cum for me, movie star,” 
Dieter groans at the name, he breaks down, moaning and whispering how hard he’s going to fuck you later on as he fucks your fist. You try to time his thrusts with the plug while tracing your tongue around the rim but it’s proving to be more difficult than you thought. Suddenly he grabs your other hand and placing his cock between your palms he holds them in place as he ruts between them. 
“Don’t fucking get distracted,” he growls between pants. “J-Just, I’m so close– Your tongue feels so good–” a moan rips from his throat, you feel precum dripping between your fingers. “Take the damn plug out, I-I need you to touch– fuck–” 
You want to be cheeky and ask him how to remove it when both your hands are occupied, but you’ve always had a soft spot for him begging so you don’t. Instead, you carefully place your teeth around the jewel and pull it out. He whines at the loss, but it quickly turns into a moan when you push your tongue between the tight muscle. 
“Shit–” 
You thrust your tongue a couple of times before pulling back, a string of saliva following as you nibble the plumpness of his ass. He’s close. You try not to think about how loud he’s being, or if anyone can hear you or not, instead you focus on the way his cock throbs between your wet palms. 
“Dieter sweetie,” you mutter. “I need at least one hand if you want me to do what you want me to do,” 
“R-Right,” 
Dieter let’s go both your hands, allowing you to move your left hand along his shaft while you use the other one to play with his pretty hole. It glistens with your spit. With a grin, you push in a finger as you place kisses all over his flesh. His hips slow down, legs trembling as you fill him up inch by inch. 
“You’re so tight,” you moan, eyes clouded with lust. “I can’t believe it, you’ve been walking around with a plug all damn night– How can you still be so fucking tight?” 
He replies with a whimper and you don’t ask again. With full concentration, you wiggle your finger around searching that special spot that you know is going to have him screa–
“Yes!” he cries out, he slides against the wall, pushing his ass further out. “Please baby, please please please–” 
Shit, you might cum just from this. Grazing against the spot again, you moan at his begging. He’s about to cum. You can tell from the way his cock twitches between your fingers, desire burns through you as you roughly start to thrust your one finger, curling the digit in a way that it would rub against the bundle of nerves again and again.
While his own pleasure rushes through him, Dieter calls out your name, and soon, thick ropes of cum shoots towards the wall. You moan into his skin as you feel his hole fluttering around your finger, his cock throbbing uncontrollably as he holds his breath. 
Pulling your hand away from his softening cock, you touch yourself, you didn't cum but you were awfully wet. You moan as you dig your fingers between your clothed folds, feeling your aching clit. When Dieter’s moans die down, you pull out your finger and push it between your lips, eyes rolling back at the taste of him. 
While you’re losing yourself in the taste of him, suddenly Dieter lifts you up from your knees and captures your lips in a hungry kiss. He groans at the taste of himself, cock grazing against the front of your dress as his hands slide up and down your arms. 
“Thank you for that sweetheart,” he mutters into your mouth, breaths mingling. “I can’t wait to play with you when we get home,” 
You smile blissfully, your fingers still between your legs.
“Me too.” 
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lumpsbumpsandwhumps · 3 months
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yeah and like personally as a transmasc I prefer to write nonbinary or male whumpees just because I usually like to relate with that character and if they’re female I tend to get dysphoric— so yknow I get there are a lotta reasons people might not want to read or write female-centric whump (a lot of the community is cis women who may want to distance themselves from the situation/not want to project on the character being hurt, etc). but it feels weird it’s treated like a subgenre or a niche subject just for the gender of the character? like idk it icks me to no end how some people act like it’s immoral or wrong or weird to treat female characters like they would any other character. or that a female character being hurt is in no way comparable to a male character being hurt. not to mention that women inflicting pain or being the ones in pain can be so much fun to read and see and root for! like come on gimme more women covered in blood. give me deranged women and immoral women and obsessive women and pathetic women and women who cry and women who aren’t feminine at all and women with infinite unstoppable rage and women who are evil masterminds and women who get pissed that their favorite skirt got blood on it and women who aren’t afraid to fight dirty and women who will claw their way back from whatever life throws at them. let women be everything and more.
(i just want to clarify anon i said "you" a lot in this but i'm referring to the royal/collective use of you, not like YOU specifically. i love you and i am smooching your cheek)
((edit to clarify again anon i am 100000% also in agreement with you and i didnt mean for this tangent to sound like i was pushing back, thats my bad))
still boggles my mind that people read all of 8 words before deciding i was personally accusing them of burning their fellow women at the stake. like, you don't need to get so aggro trying to defend yourself UM ACTUALLY!!! if it clearly didn't apply to you? (unless i hit a little too close for home that they dont want to admit, methinks...).
Like how did you miss the ENTIRE rest of that post that was very clearly me talking about how much i love women and want more women and here are things i think we should do with women like ahhhhhh!!! women!!!! <3 i don't care if you don't like them!! i do!!!
and i want them to be feral lil fucked up freaks! i want them to be the saddest little meow meow!! she is my wife! she is my mistress! she is my doormat! forehead kisses and a knife in the kidney will be mutually exchanged!! i want them to be in touch with their femininity!! i want them to be upset that they broke a nail while manhandling someone!! i want them to keep a gun strapped to their thigh under a skirt!! i want them to use designer belts as torniquets and the sleeves from their favorite blouse as bandages!! long acrylic nails scratching down whumper's face!! enduring a higher pain tolerance because they've spent years wearing heels and corsets or dealing with menstrual cramps/symptoms!!
you're welcome to keep creating your men and your enby (both of which i still read plenty of) and whatever inbetween whump. but if you do decide on a rare and beautiful occasion to write lady whump.......................... i (me, personally, myself, yours truly) would love it if they were in daisy dukes covered in blood and wielding a tire iron
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sleepingdeath-light · 10 months
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eclair cookie smut hcs ; 18+
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requested by ; anonymous (15/05/23)
fandom(s) ; cookie run
fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific
character(s) ; eclair cookie
outline ; “Underrated Character Saturday request!
Eclair smut hcs
i confirm that i am over 18, i don't really like sharing my age online so i hope thats alright”
warning(s) ; sexually explicit content
minors and ageless blogs will be blocked
he’s a submissive leaning switch but can be dominant if you ask it of him
he’s also an incredibly obedient bottom who strives for your praise and affection
coincidentally has a substantial praise kink
prefers to keep sex as a private activity, but if you push him enough he’s not above dragging you into the nearest cupboard or just fucking you in his office
he’s actually really into experimenting in the bedroom but will insist that you both engage in some thorough research beforehand
related to the above point, he’s been known to propose recreating the positions and kinks explored in some of the riskier tomes he’s found during his shifts at the museum
gets far too flustered to exchange risky photos or have phone sex, but he’ll happily sext — and he’s startlingly good at dirty talk over text (given how flustered he gets when trying to do anything like that in person)
he has extremely sensitive nipples and any sensation to them is sure to have his back arching and his head falling back
he tends to be very quiet in bed, at most letting out some breathy moans and airy gasps — but if you’ve asked him to be dominant he might be a bit more vocal to ensure that you’re okay with what he’s doing
can’t keep a straight face to save his life, so if you try to give him a hand job/blowjob under his desk or whilst he’s on the phone then there’s no way the other party (or parties) don’t know what’s going on
is less flustered by seeing you completely nude than he is when seeing you in ‘sexy’ clothes — it’s the showmanship that he enjoys most
he didn’t necessarily have a lot of recent experience before the two of you got together, but he did have a few flings and short relationships when he was in university
loves positions where he can see your facial expressions as he finds the way you look in the moment to be extremely erotic
he’s about average in length and just slightly thicker than average, a comfortable size to take in any hole that you want him in
he’s a big believer in making sure you’re both completely saturated with pleasure before you actually have sex, so the two of you have a lot of very exciting foreplay
he has a very high libido but tends to take care of himself or ignore it more often than he comes to you for help because he feels a bit embarrassed about how easy it is for him to get aroused
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Fic: Six Things That Changed Because They Were In A Sedoretu, and One Thing That Didn't
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Six Things That Changed Because They Were In A Sedoretu, and One Thing That Didn't (7929 words) by Beatrice_Otter Fandom: Battlestar Galactica (2003) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Written for: @tielan in Sedoretu Exchange 2023
Relationships: Lee "Apollo" Adama/Kara "Starbuck" Thrace, Anastasia "Dee" Dualla/Kara "Starbuck" Thrace, Sam Anders/Kara "Starbuck" Thrace, Lee "Apollo" Adama/Sam Anders, Sam Anders & Anastasia "Dee" Dualla, Lee "Apollo" Adama/Sam Anders/Anastasia "Dee" Dualla/Kara "Starbuck" Thrace Characters: Lee "Apollo" Adama, Kara "Starbuck" Thrace, Anastasia "Dee" Dualla, Sam Anders
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Sedoretu, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Happy Ending, Polyamory, Podfic Welcome, Don't copy to another site Summary:
what it says on the tin
On AO3. On Squidgeworld. On Dreamwidth. Rebloggable on pillowfort.
Betaed by iberiandoctor With an old-school fandom, I figured why not go for an old-school format?
Fic wittering and explanation of a sedoretu behind the read-more.
sedoretuex has revealed, and I can now reveal that I wrote TWO stories! (I have not yet had time to read any stories but my own--I have been really busy this January--but I am planning on making my way through the collection soon.)
My second story for this exchange was a pinch hit for tielan that I had been eyeing for treat purposes since the beginning, because our tastes are very similar and every one of her ideas was amazing and absolutely a story I wanted to exist. But there was a problem! Each one of those stories, my feeling was "I want that to exist, but I don't know if I can do justice to it."
Here were my main options:
1) Relationship and prompt I have written for tielan before (MCU, Steve/Maria/Natasha/Bucky, the previous fic being Look Clear and Calm)
2) Really interesting relationship and prompt from a TV show I've only seen sporadic episodes of (Simon Basset/Anthony Bridgerton/Daphne Bridgerton/Kate Sharma (Bridgerton TV), The oldest son and oldest daughter of the Bridgerton family finding and settling on a sedoretu husband and wife for their familial quartet. In the middle of the season. With the ton looking on.)
3) Relationship I requested myself and would really like to se done, but I requested it because I'm not sure of my ability to write it and the canon is a TV show I haven't watched in almost 2 decades. (BSG, Lee/Kara/Sam/Dee)
4) Relationship I already wrote for this ficathon for my original assignment. (Star Wars Legends, Luke/Mara/Leia/Han, the other fic being Dawning Understanding)
And these were just the top four. There were 13 requested quartets and I could have written 10 of them! I was spoiled for choice! Honestly, it was a little bit paralyzing.
But in the end, I went with BSG, and decided that Wikipedia would have to be enough canon review. And it really did write itself; everything poured out. As always, for me, Dee was going to have a major role and survive; I love her and she was done so dirty by canon. Her death was the first time I got incandescently angry about a fridging because I could see it for what it was. And of the relationships in this foursome, Lee/Kara is my least favorite. (I am glad that in Kara we got to have a female character who was fucked up and messy and not punished for it or considered 'whiny,' but at the same time, there were a lot of other fucked up and messy female characters on that show, and a lot of the other character arcs interested me more than 'cosmic destiny + will she and Lee ever get their act together.' But I know that Lee/Kara is tielan's favorite! So as I was plotting out each section I had to restrain myself: how much Dee was too much? What could I find to say about the other three? Because if I was writing it for myself, the balance would have been very different. (But I think it would have been a weaker story, less balanced.)
A sedoretu is a specific organization of a poly marriage created by Ursula K. Le Guin in her short story "A Fisherman of the Inland Sea" aka "Another Story" available in a 1994 short story collection of the same name. It includes four people and specific arrangements of the relationships inside it. All people have a "moiety" that is considered as inherent as gender; the two moieties are Morning and Evening. Sex with someone of the same moiety is considered incest. The expected relationships within each sedoretu are: The Morning woman and the Evening man (the “Morning marriage”) The Evening woman and the Morning man (the “Evening marriage”) The Morning woman and the Evening woman (the “Day marriage”) The Morning man and the Evening man (the “Night marriage”) (i.e. two homosexual and two heterosexual pairings)
Here is the Fanlore explanation of it and the E2 explanation.
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filth alphabet | jimmy darling ; ahs freak show
taglist babes || req rules / fandoms+characters || send ?s || masterlist
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For the lovely anon who sent both names to me yesterday in case I didn't write for one or the other. Hey sweetheart, I did promise you this. I hope you're out there and you see this and enjoy it? I love this man, your honor.
Warnings;
Minors, I think the entire fuck not. This content is for 18+ only. breeding kink, hosiery kink, choking/biting/marking/hairpulling - rough sex, body fluids, dick size, aftercare, d*ddy kink, praise kink, nipple play, spanking, overstimulation, orgasm control/denial, underwear, the usual stuff you find on one of these tbh.
Taglist:
@krys-orion and @sporadiccherryblossomgladiator are the only people on my american horror story taglist. If you'd like to be on it, click the little link up top.
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
... he loves to hold you, play with your hair, talk to you in this soft and whispery voice while he's kissing you. He will baby the hell out of you, especially if he got a little rough. He's so good at taking care of you and it's all the time, not just during or post sex..
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Legs. This man loves legs. And lips. But he really loves eyes? Eyes are the first thing he notices on a girl and they'll sucker him in every single time.
His favorite body part on himself is also the part he wishes were normal. Hands. Because he's had them for so long he can do anything that a normal guy would -and in the case of using them to get you off, a thousand times better, but... He loves and hates them.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
.... he loves to cum inside you, ugh. If he's not cumming inside you, he'll cum on your stomach, ass, tits.. When he cums, it's a lot and it's hard. You will be leaking when he's gotten off and sometimes, when he sees it, he'll fuck it back into you or push it back in with his fingers. He loves to kiss you after oral (when you're giving to each other 69) because he loves the way you taste mixed with him.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
... doesn't really have one. he strikes me as another open book.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
... He is very, very experienced. Very.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Edge of the bed, your legs on his shoulders, him standing. Missionary. Cowgirl.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
... He's more serious than anything, to be honest. He can be goofy, he's just not typically goofy in bed unless it's a rare moment.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
... He's clean down there but it's hairy. I feel like he dyes his hair the shade of brown it is, idk why, but anyway. The hair down there is darker, coarse curls. He keeps himself spotless clean, but he doesn't like.. groom it that much.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
... he's so intimate. so intimate. even when he knows it's just a money for sex exchange, he can't help it, some part of him like.. gets attached briefly. He's constantly kissing and touching you, praising you and making sure you're okay, that he's doing good enough, that he's pleasing you. And it's so sweet.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
... he's got a dirty picture or two of you (taken at the carnival's photo booth) and those are literally all he needs to jack it if you're not around. He keeps these photos in his overalls or tucked into a mirror in his little trailer, btw. He loves to masturbate together, he loves to watch you get yourself off while he gets himself off.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
hosiery, listen he fucking loves thigh highs with the lil fancy lace straps. I mean he's got brute strength enough to rip 'em right off but anyway, nipples / nipple play -he loves to bite, lick, suck and fondle your breasts because it gets him hard when he sees the way they stand up, poke through your little lingerie or slips or whatever, orgasm control, breeding kink -this man wants a family, marking/biting/choking/hair pulling, soft!Dom, praise kink -giving and getting, body worship -this man will go on for hours about your body, dominance kink -call him sir or daddy. see what the hell happens, i dare you oh my god., food play, underwear -he's stolen so damn many pairs of your panties..
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
... Anywhere, to be perfectly honest. Just not right out in public, god knows he gets watched enough when he's performing in the show. I feel like he's the kind of guy who will absolutely rail you on the kitchen counter or against your closed front door or a wall.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
... kissing his neck. Drag your tongue over the outline of your lips -or his. Your hand against his chest, clutching at his shirt. playing with your hair, biting your lips, grinding his lap or riding his thigh, snuggling yourself against him -do anything that makes him feel like the strong and protective man he is, ugh, fuck...
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
... Sharing you, esp if he really loves you. He's not fond of bondage after the hands incident, he hates anything to do with piss or shit, he's not into people watching, either.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
... He prefers to get, but he loves to give 'em too and whew, listen.. If you think his fucking hands are magic.. That tongue, holy shit. He knows exactly how to work his tongue and fingers?hands? to get you screaming and shaking. He is a messy, messy boy though. Because he really does enjoy giving, so he's just going to town with it, the most lewd -and hot sounds, saliva, your juices, ugh, fuck. And I'm down bad again, your honor.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
... Typically, he's fast and rough -esp if it's a situation like I wrote down in the q answer. But if he's really in love with someone and he has limitless time oh my god. This man will make it last all night, he is huuuuge into teasing and foreplay and he tries to get you off as many times as he can before he ever gets inside you because it's the one way he really knows how to show love.. with his body..
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
... Jimmy will take sex however he can get it. If a quickie is all that's offered, he's taking that quickie. They happen a lot too, because girls will call him over -if he's not with someone, and then he'll have to rush through the act because their husbands will be due home in less than an hour...
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
... He loves risks, are you kidding me? Will screw you in an alley up against a wall if you're into it and the mood hits to do so. Now, experimentation, I feel like he's got mixed feelings. Depends on what it is, tbh.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Two rounds, tops. Has to rest up between 'em too. Those two rounds last so long though, especially with all the teasing and overstim.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
... His hands. His hands are his toys. If his hands, mouth and cock don't get the job done, why are you even around him?
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
... He loves to tease, mostly because he feels like it'll go no further than teasing because of his hands. Women tend to run for the hills when he takes the gloves off. Which is dumb, but anyway.. He teases so much, holy shit. He likes to try to break 'em before they bolt?
... in the case of a lover, he teases because he's horny, he wants your attention and he needs to be inside of you. Still a constant tease, only this time around it's because he's in l-o-v-e with you entirely and he just can't get enough of you.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Jimmy's laughing quietly against your tits neck and ears, whispered praises against your skin, groans and grunts and the occasional slightly louder growl. Lots of swearing under his breath, lots of telling him he loves you -particularly if you're with him with him and this isn't just a tryst or paid action he's taken to make side money. He's quieter, but he's not silent.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
... I lowkey feel like he was/is touch starved, but his is totally different from the norm? Like.. most people it's haven't been touched at all and they go feral. Jimmy, it's hasn't been touched intimately by a person who actually loves him and isn't using him for his hands or cock and isn't family. I feel like even as a child, Ethel wasn't the most physically affectionate parent? So.. yeah. The first time he's with someone and they touch him intimately and he knows that they love him as much as he loves them, whew boyyy.. He will go absolutely off the rails and he won't be able to stop touching you.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
... Slightly above average girth but average length. I feel like he knows how to work with it though and personally on my end, the verdict is still out on whether he's cut or not. I feel like he might not be, a lot of men probably weren't back then, but anyway. The tip is reddish pink and he has a thick vein down one side of his cock. When he first pushes into you, it will burn because he's just slightly above average in girth.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Hiiiigh, oh my god. But here's the thing... Jimmy can absolutely ignore it if there's nobody he's pulled to or attracted to present. So it's there, but he kinda ignores it.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
... he takes longer to fall asleep. likes to lie awake holding you and talk for a little while. Or you hum to him and play with his hair, he loves that. But it takes a little while for him to fall asleep after it's over because he likes to bask in the afterglow.
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dirty little secret. (chapter three)
steve stifler x original female character [masterlist]
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summary: steve stifler & fiona ostreicher are childhood friends who never even considered being involved romantically or otherwise, despite being so much alike. however, when they wake up in the same bed after a night of heavy drinking, they decide to add some benefits to their friendship—without telling anyone, of course. little do they know that this could change everything.
series warnings: this is an american pie story so expect the obvious: language, sexual content, underage drinking (but everyone's 18+), mentions of drugs, stifler being stifler etc. a few cliches. also hints of an abusive relationship. friends to lovers. a bit of a canon rewrite. many, i mean MANY references to 90's/00's music and films.
author’s note: turns out i did take forever to post this chapter but anyway IT’S HERE. i’m back with the moment everyone’s been waiting for >:))) hope you guys like it! more to come.
word count: 2.3k
tag list: @mychemicalimagines @megan-munson​ @liamthedunbar @burningfanflowercash 
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[prev chapter]
Friday, April 2, 1999
The week flies by and Stifler never misses a chance to try and intimidate Scott during lacrosse practices. He absolutely loathes having him on the team and the fact that they’re forced to play together. He wishes there was a way to make Nona realize her relationship isn’t healthy. Sometimes, Stifler asks himself if this whole concern about the girl means he nurtures secret feelings for her, but then he realizes how fucking stupid he sounds—he’s Steven Fuckin’ Stifler, for fuck’s sake. His interest in chicks has never been for anything other than casual sex, even though, sure, Nona’s different. As he’s mentioned before, she’s one of the dudes, the only girl he actually considers a friend. Besides, Stifler’s not the only one to dislike Scott. Quite notably, Nona’s own brother and female friends can’t stand him either.
Last period finally comes to an end. Oz kisses Nona on the side of her head after he’s finished saying goodbye to the rest of their friends. Kevin and Vicky had also planned a romantic getaway for the weekend, and Michelle had plans to visit some friends from band camp.
“We’ll see each other soon, yeah?” Oz says. “I left the hotel number on the fridge, call me if you need anything.”
“Right, like I’m gonna risk ruining your sexcapade.” Nona smiles. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
“I’m really sorry about Scotty’s trip.” He presses his lips into a thin line, offering a sympathetic look.
She sighs, shrugging. “It’s okay. I’ll have a lot of fun on my own. I might hang out with the dudes.”
“Don’t let them kill each other,” Oz whispers to Nona, laughing as he wraps his arms around his sister’s smaller figure. She holds on to this hug for a while, eyes closed.
Soon, it’s just Nona, Stifler, Jim, and Finch standing in the emptied parking lot.
“What did fuckface mean by Scotty’s trip?” Stifler asks.
“He’s going on a road trip with his folks. He’s probably already on his way. Left early,” she explains. “Apparently, everybody’s got something nice planned out for this weekend except us. If I didn’t know you any better, I’d think I’m hanging out with losers,” Nona jokes.
“Wait, you weren’t invited?” Jim frowns. She simply shrugs as an answer.
“Hold on.” Stifler pauses. “You said he left early?” Nona nods yes. “Then what the fuck is he doing over there?”
Stifler points to the farthest side of the school grounds where the lacrosse field and the bleachers around it stand. Sure enough, it’s Scott’s convertible Camaro. His blue and gold jacket also confirms it’s really him, chatting another girl up. They’re standing way too close to each other as Scott touches her face and tucks a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Yeah...” Nona mutters to herself. “Just what the fuck is he doing there?” Then she starts stomping in his direction.
Stifler, Finch, and Jim exchange a knowing look before following their friend. Halfway there, they spot Scott snaking an arm around the girl’s waists to lead her towards the locker room, clearly unaware he’s being watched.
“Fucker! Asshole!” Nona curses under her breath. Stifler has to jog to catch up with her.
“You sure you wanna go there, Nona?” he asks.
“No. But I need to know what’s going on.”
“Use your fuckin’ brain. It’s a bit obvious, don’t you think?” He looks at her pityfully.
“Need to know,” she repeats.
When the quartet finally reaches the locker room, everything seems empty and quiet for a moment. Until low moaning is heard, coming from the far end. Nona closes her eyes and slaps a hand to her mouth, while an unsure Stifler grabs the one she keeps by her side, intertwining their fingers. Finch and Jim stand behind them, both way too tense. At last, Nona opens her eyes, takes a deep breath and gazes at Stifler for a few seconds.
“I’m here,” he soothes.
Together, they slowly make their way to where the sounds come from, catching Scott on the act; he’s grabbing the random girl from behind, both with a very pleased expression on their faces. Nona’s jaw drops and she offers a disgusted face.
“I think I’m gonna puke,” she says out loud.
“Fiona, I-” Scott begins, but he’s interrupted by the girl’s startled sceam. He removes himself from her in an attempt to get closer to Nona, keeping a hand in front of his genitals.
“Not another step, asshole,” Stifler warns him, putting himself between Scott and Nona.
“Nona, I can explain!” he tries.
“Stick your excuses up your ass. It’s over.” That said, she lets go of Stifler’s hand and spins on her heels, running to get away from there as soon as possible.
Once Nona is out the doors, Stifler fails to resist the urge to punch Scott and hits him square in the jaw, making him lose balance and stumble backwards. It’s such a heavy punch that draws blood and immediately makes his knuckles hurt.
“Stay the fuck away from Nona,” Stifler snarls. Jim grabs him by the back of his shirt and they also take off along with Finch. Meanwhile, the random girl resumes to scream.
Hours later, Stifler sits at Dog Years, chin resting upon his hand that doesn’t hurt. Jim and Finch are keeping him company, yet he can’t seem to stop thinking about Nona. He barely touches the hotdog in front of him, not in the mood to eat.
“No point brooding, Steven,” Finch tells him.
“That was really cool what you did there, Stifler,” Jim comments. “Like, really nice.”
“Or really stupid,” Finch retorts. “You know Scott brings a gun to school, right?”
“Pft.” Stifler dismisses that question with a wave of his good hand. “That’s just a myth. So, what should I do?”
“Don’t go.”
“Fuck!” he exclaims, frustrated. “I need to see her, shit-brick. Need to know how she’s doing. Jim?”
“She did say she didn’t want to see anybody,” he replies.
“C’mon, man. She’s all alone in that house, all... sad and broken.” Stifler sounds genuinely concerned. “I mean, she just found out she was being cheated on, and let’s face it, it was not the first time. She needs her fuckin’ friends, right?”
Finch lets out a loud sigh.
“I really don’t like the idea of being your Jiminy Cricket, Steven. But go, if you really must,” he says. “I’d rather not kick the hornet’s nest.”
“Same.” Jim nods. “But give me a call if you need anything. We all want to see her well.”
A few minutes later, Stifler finds himself in front of the Ostreicher residence. Nona looks just about done with everything when she finally answers the door.
“Oz’s not here, I’m sure you know that.”
“Really?” Stifler raises his brows, ready to crack a joke. “That’s too bad, I’m here to return the dildo he left in his locker.”
“You’re not holding anything, so where is it?” Nona finds it in herself to joke back by suggesting he’s keeping it in a not so convenient place, even if she lacks any enthusiasm.
“Shit. You’re good. Just to be clear, there’s nothing in me, I swear.” Stifler turns in his spot to prove it.
“I’m not in the mood, Stifler. Call Oz if you want to ruin his romantic weekend.”
“You know I don’t give a fuck about him. How are you?”
“Feel like a million bucks.” Nona rolls her eyes. “Dumbest fuckin’ question ever.”
“Alright, I had that coming.” Stifler remarks. “I’m here to keep you company though.”
“I don’t need-”
“And also to get some ice for this.” He proudly shows off his bruised knuckles, which are starting to swell. It finally gets her attention.
“Holy shit, what happened? Come on, get your ass in.” She steps aside so Stifler can walk in. “What the fuck did you do now?”
“I’m digging the whole bedside manner, really does a man good,” Stifler comments sarcastically, earning a chuckle from Nona. “What do you think happened?”
“Aw, you punch my cheating ex-boyfriend? That’s the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me,” she mocks, but she’s genuinely impressed and grateful for that. And he knows.
Stifler smiles and follows her into the kitchen, sitting at the island. Nona walks over to the fridge and hands him some ice wrapped in a dish towel.
“So,” she begins, sitting next to him. “Thank you. You shouldn’t have done that, could get you in trouble. But thank you.”
“Nah, I’ve been meaning to give that fucker a piece of me for a long time.” Stifler makes a face at the sudden cold against his skin, but continues, “In a way, it’s a good thing that happened, right?”
“What do you mean?”
“You finding out. I mean, it probably hurts like all fuck.” He makes a funny face. Even when he’s being serious, he’s still so laidback. “But it had to happen. You deserve better.”
Nona swallows dryly. “I just... I never thought he would hurt me.” She realizes now as she says it out loud just how stupid that sounds.
“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” Stifler says and Nona looks at him confused. “Nona, all he did was hurt you! You’re the only one who didn’t see it. He wanted to control you, change you. What did you even see in him anyway?”
“Oh, come on. He’s hot.” She laughs at the way Stifler twists his nose and rolls his eyes. “And I always thought he was super cool and fun... But he’s changed since we started dating.”
“He’s always been a douchebag, believe me, it just took you a while to find out. I mean, take my party last week for instance. If my girlfriend was the keg queen, I’d be fuckin’ proud of her.”
Nona soon realizes Stifler is right about everything. Besides, he’s removed a good weight off her shoulders.
“You wouldn’t have a girlfriend,” she points out.
“Well, yeah, but...” He paused. “If I ever get one, I want her to be like you.”
They stand in silence for a while, but it isn’t awkward or unconfortable, and Nona dampens her lips before breaking it.
“You want your girlfriend to be one of the dudes?” she quips.
“Ha ha, you know what I mean.” Stifler huffs and she smiles.
“I do. That’s so... corny.”
This time, it’s Nona who makes Stifler laugh.
“Doesn’t it make you horny?” he rhymes.
“Oh, yeah. That’s the Stifler we all know and love.”
They spend some time idly gazing into each other’s eyes until Stifler clears his throat.
“Welp. Since we got all this ice lying around, might as well make good use of it, right?”
Nona widens her eyes playfully. “What the fuck are you talking about?”
“Drinks, Ostreicher,” he explains. “Don’t tell me you’ve had a dirty thought about me. Get your mind outta the gutter.”
“You wish, Stifler. You wish.”
They roar with laughter and proceed to tear apart Mr. and Mrs. Ostreicher’s liquor cabinet. They mix up some drinks and make stovetop popcorn, bringing everything to the living room, where they also order two pizzas before sitting down to watch some episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on TV. The coffee table quickly becomes a mess with leftover popcorn, unpopped kernels, pizza crusts, smoked joints, and empty glasses, cans, and bottles.
The hours go by quickly. The more they drink, the better Nona feels and the funnier their back-and-forth dirty jokes become. Nighttime rolls in, and at this point Stifler suggests they prank call Jim. Nona agrees right away. However, the duo barely manages to hold their laughter in as they squeeze their faces together to make sure they both get a chance of hearing what Jim has to say on the other end.
“I see everything’s fine,” he notes with a chuckle.
“Oh, I’m fan-fuckin’-tastic, Levenstein,” Nona slurs her words. “Fuck that fucker Scotty! Stifler and I are having a great time!”
“I can see that.” Jim has a suspicious expression on his face right now, smiling at himself.
“Yeah, fuck Scotty!” Stifler echoes. “That’s the way I like it, Ostreicher!”
Jim’s not surprised when Nona and Stifler suddenly hang up on him; instead he shrugs and goes back to reading his magazine.
“Nona!” Stifler’s eyes widen as he seems to remember something very important. “Do you still have that nose ring?”
The girl gasps. “Yes! C’mere!”
They practically fly up the stairs. Nona conducts a minucious search in her bedroom and finally finds the small ring tossed away in an old jewelry box, running to the bathroom to put it back on in front of the mirror. Stifler follows her every step, cringing a bit when Nona has to double her efforts to reinsert the piercing. Thankfully, she’s had that nose ring for a long time, so it’s not gonna be too easy to close up. Stifler smiles widely at her when she’s all set.
“That’s my Nona.” Stifler gazes at her in awe. “A rocker with a nose ring.”
A small, sheepish smile tugs at Fiona’s lips. She has no idea how it happened, but her face is now way too close to Stifler’s. Drunk and happy, she feels a thousand times better, and she knows he feels the same buzz in his bones. Nona doesn’t need to think twice. The next moment, her mouth crashes against Stifler’s, and he’s quick to return the kiss by grabbing her waist and pinning her against the tile wall. She throws her arms around his neck and he palms her ass, lifting her up as she locks her legs around him. Stifler then stumbles towards Nona’s room to push her on the bed. Neither of the two seem to think about what they’re doing; clothes just keep falling left and right as the rest of the night goes by in a blur.
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The stupidest thing ever in Ninjago:
The Love Triangle™
I feel the opinion that the love triangle in Ninjago is one of the worst subplots is not only popular but very correct. heck, even ten year old rook who loved drama and romance hated it because it felt fundamentally *wrong*
And I mean there's the obvious point: it wasn't necessary. We did not need a love triangle we had Jaya and things were fine. I actually think the love triangle fundamentally screwed up the otherwise goofy wholesome dynamic Jaya had and showcases some of the worst flaws in how Nya is written
But we did have it and I have a lot of thoughts about it so in this rant-masquerading-as-an-essay we will discuss
The timeline of the love triangle and Jaya generally
Why it's unnecessary, out of character, and generally pretty dumb as a recurring plot
Why Nya was the least wrong of everyone involved in it and also done the most dirty by it
Strap in because this is gonna be a very angry ride
To Recap…
Jaya was initially hinted at in the pilots with a line that was very uncomfy
" You have a sister? Is she hot?" *Gets elbowed for weird teenage boy crimes*
Thanks, I hate it, but Jay seems to be less creepy when the series actually starts and he has his clear crush on Nya. The crush even seems to be reciprocated and they appear to be unofficially official in S1 and S2, including Jay LOSING HIS MARBLES when Nya is captured and Cole makes an accidental pun
And then we hit S3 and I want to commit crimes.
In episode 1 of S3 there is an exchange wherein Nya is talking about how none of her male students listen to her and
Jay: Heyyy Ms. Nya, I saved you a pudding cup!
Nya: what did we talk about?
Jay: Oh right! Boundaries!
This exchange seems to imply that Jay and Nya are on a break, broken up, or possibly just not together in the first place and I misread things and now that they're older Jays teenage boy awkwardness is less endearing and more just creepy.
In any case, we can draw that Nya is trying to gain more independence, and why wouldn't she? Her life from the start of this series has been defined by either a) her brother or b) Jays affection for her. Even when she was Samurai X her main relationships were annoying the ninja or sharing the secret with Kai and hiding it from Jay. Keep this in mind for later.
So later they go to tour Borg Industries, with the guys visiting Mr. Borg himself and Nya staying with the students. As they tour the invention floor they find *gasp* a machine run on flash! No literally I'm convinced this was some interns pet project Cyrus didn't have the heart to reject. A love machine to find your perfect match and, for fun, Nya steps onto it. All of the little girls giggle and talk about how it'll OBVIOUSLY show Mr. Jay!! And then it beeps and everyone looks horrified. Its. Cole? Wait wtf why Cole?
Prior to this the machine listed a lot of Nya's traits and it seems that it's matching them based on that? It's still odd. Anyways, it'll probably be fine because neither Nya nor Cole has shown any sign of attraction before, even in this episode, and it would make no sense for Nya to suddenly develop a crush based on what a stupid machine says-- oh that's exactly what she does? Well.
Okay sure MAYBE Nya harbored affection for Cole before this. Or maybe the machine makes her realize how much they have in common and that's why. Surely if Cole shared similar thoughts he'd have shown them naturally, since he wasn't part of this whole machine thing as demonstrated in the sudden cut-- oh no he starts making moves and reciprocating out of fucking nowhere? Well.
And then Jay finds out and sure this man has a lot of insecurities and he's bound to be a little jealous but I'm sure since hes a grown adult with a least a little more maturity than when he was a teenager he won't react by beating his best friend to a bloody pulp-- oh ffs. Well.
I will get more into the characterization of everyone later but after this initial fight things do not get better. Jay and Cole are constantly hostile to each other in this season and it continues up until Skybound which was pretty good, actually, and I just wanted to punch Jay in the face for a. Portion. Which solidified Jaya after a healthy dose of trauma bonding! And from what I understand they live happily ever after until Seabound ripped all of our hearts out and turned them to fine mist but I haven't seen past Hands of Time so it doesn't matter
Now with that out of the way, let's get into
Why this entire thing was bullshit.
It was unnecessary
No but fr why did they write this in???? The main reason I can think of is it adds a conflict but here's the thing: if they wanted to develop Jaya, give them conflict and make them stronger as a couple they ALREADY HAD A STARTING POINT. Harken back to the pudding cup interaction earlier. There you go! Nya is tired of her life being defined by the men around her. She wants a break to be able to find herself and be independent again. Jay is insecure and worried this means she doesn't love him and overcompensates trying to "win her back." It offers opportunities for both comedy (Jay finding more and more elaborate ways to try and impress her while everyone else tries to break through to him that he's nuts) and actual serious lessons about relationships (Nya telling him that while she still loves him and maybe one day they can have a future, she needs space and the opportunity to find herself, and maybe he can take the time to find himself too). It genuinely wouldn't change much of the dynamic they have from rebooted to Skybound, is not entirely annoying, and doesn't do either of them dirty in the character development department.
The only other reason I can think of other than extra drama is they wanted to introduce a new relationship dynamic, that of Cole and Nya. But 1. It's obvious from the start that they're not endgame so it's pointless to explore them, it's just for drama. And 2. we already had Pixane this season introduced in the same episode and also know as The Best Thing To Ever Happen To Ninjago. So again, I reiterate that the love triangle was entirely unnecessary because of you wanted a new ship you had Pixane and if you wanted Jaya conflict you could just make it internal.
Everyone is written like me doing a Degrassi AU of this show
Let's start with Nya.
Nya is commonly characterized in the show as an independent, self-confident young woman who refuses to be in a boy's club. But don't take my word for it, because when I mentioned the machine that catalyzed this whole thing listed off details about her, that is exactly what it said. And I don't disagree with it, which is why it feels even stupider that in this whole thing, Nya is just sort of a bystander. Like, let's go through the OOC things she does throughout this plot
-listens to the machine at all
Nya comes across as the type of person who would not trust a simple machine with a dumb name (Perfect Match like really???) to decide her fate unless SHE made it. So for her to not only go along with using this thing with no reluctance, but also just DEVELOP FEELINGS for Cole out of the blue based on it?? Feels so out of character for her!! If anything it would feel more in character for her to get on the machine reluctantly after the girls beg her too, see it's Cole, laugh it off publicly ("haha, Cole? Must be broken") but then worry about it in private or just be unfazed. Nya's independence and desire to be defined by her own actions instead of her brother and his friends' contradicts this action because it just. Doesn't seem in character. IDK this as the catalyst just makes me nuts because of reasons I will get into when talking more about Nya later
-her affections towards cole
I already sort of covered this so I'll just reiterate. Prior to this, there were no clear indications that Nya liked Cole romantically. The machine seems to have planted the idea in her and she ran with it. We've discussed why that's OOC for her. Moving on.
-how she proceeds to act in the dynamic
She doesn't. This is more just bad writing and less her being OOC but it's still OOC that the most agency she gets is yelling at Jay and Cole for fighting at the junkyard and picking which wire to cut which amounted to nothing anyways grrrr--
Sorry that's another scene that makes me mad because it's very dumb. Anyways.
Nya literally feels like a bystander in this whole thing. Her general vibe seems to be. Annoyance with the whole thing. Which I get I'm annoyed too but that only sticks around for S3 and after? It's purely focused on Jay and Cole's conflict. Hell when they have a whole "she's yours you can have her" scene in S4 (which means nothing because it's still going in S5 and S6) SHES NOT EVEN PRESENT. It's just them talking about her like she's an object which feels OOC for both of them too.
I'm going to get more into this when I just talk about Nya so we're going to move on for now
To Cole. What the fuck my guy?
-developing feelings for nya
Never shown to have this before. Doesn't even have a machine to blame. It actually almost feels like he did it to spite Jay. Moving on.
-the fact that it just keeps going
Again Cole has NO reason or motivation or skin in this game? Like it's so weird that he just keeps fighting with Jay over it and is just as passionate about it. It feels like he should be more confused about where he stands on this. Maybe he likes Nya? He never considered it before but maybe he does. But also Jay is his friend and he knows Jay likes Nya too. It's so weird that he literally Mr. Steal Yo Girl's this thing OR just isn't listening to Nya when she obviously seems unsure about her relationship status
Cole's was short because his problems are very surface. He just is here for the plot to work because you can't have Kai do it, that's her brother, and you can't have Zane do it because he has a cool new android gf, and you can't have Lloyd do it bc that's his found family sister. But it just feels OOC the entire time.
Now for the best. Jay. Oh my beloved Jay.
Now this whole thing is semi in character for him. He's super insecure and has a huge crush on Nya, so him being a little upset at Cole and her possibly being an item makes more sense. What doesn't make sense is
-HOW NUTTER BUTTER HIS REACTIONS ARE + HOW PUSHY HE IS
Throughout the seasons this stupid ass plot occurs in, Jay's teenage boy crush on Nya reaches a level that makes me openly and violently cringe as someone who not only loves Jay, but really likes Jaya. First, there's his first reaction to finding out. It makes sense that he's a little upset, maybe hurt, at finding out that apparently Cole is Nya's perfect match, but to then violently take that out on Cole and become weirdly possessive of Nya feels like the writers took his sincere insecurities and cranked them up to crazy levels. Jay is absolutely insecure, don't get me wrong. He definitely seems to understand that he's the clown and coward of the team, and that's part of his arc in Skybound which was pretty good, actually and that's why. But his insecurities have always been portrayed as inward before this. He retreats in on himself and gets anxious, not violent. Take S1 for example, during Once Bitten, Twice Shy (I believe that's the episode) when during his date with Nya he continuously worries about screwing up and runs away to deal with it. He never takes it out on anyone else. He can be physical when he's anxious, iirc he shook someone during a freak out when the Devourer was released, but that was more him just being Extra and not being mad at that person specifically. The only other time his anxieties caused him to lose his shit like this--and caused him to be violent towards Cole over nya, coincidentally--was when Nya was literally captured by Garmadon and the Overlord in S2 after a heated battle was lost and Cole made a very poor word choice, and he stopped almost immediately when Wu intervened because he realized that it wasn't an appropriate reaction. Jay is not a violent person. He's an anxious one. Him attacking Cole over a comment he OVERHEARD from Pixal with no prior build up makes NO SENSE to me.
Additionally in future seasons he becomes weirdly possessive/obsessed w Nya. Again, he was always shown as having a borderline desperate crush on her, but he always kept his awkwardness to a minimum both around her and in private. I mean, take S1 again for example, where he wears cologne to smell good and impress her (well, it was perfume and gave her an allergic reaction, thanks guys, but regardless) as opposed to S6 where he is LITERALLY the pushiest mfer alive. Constantly not listening to her and violating her clearly stated boundaries (one of my least favorite parts of Skybound. I have a lot of feelings about that season and need to rewatch it) goes against his character again!! And yes, the argument can be made that that was because he was trying to force the fate he saw in Possession, but I still think it's OOC for him to become as pushy and creepy as he was. Again, Jay is absolutely an insecure dumbass who catastrophizes and is hopelessly crushing on this woman who is definitely out of his league. however his going so far into the creep zone long after the awkward teenage boy phase feels like the writers, again, took his flaws and just cranked them up for drama
Sorry I've harped on this for so long. It will not get better when I go in depth about how Nya was done dirty in this plot.
Generally, this was a stupid plot
Aside from being unnecessary, aside from being OOC for all involved... The love triangle is just Stupid. Let's look at the actual affects it had for the 4 seasons it occurred.
Rebooted
Jay and Cole have one serious fight and there's one serious scene where Nya has to "choose" that we don't see the outcome of and is literally never elaborated on again.
After that it's jokes.
Tournament of Elements
Cole and Jay don't wanna rejoin forces because they hate each other because of Nya. They have one serious fight in which Cole is like "she's yours" (not how that fucking works). Nya has literally no say the entire time.
Possession
Some light Nya x Cole scenes after Cole becomes a ghost. Jay sees him and Nya together in the glass. Can't remember any serious fights
Skybound
Literally the driving factor of the season.
Notice a pattern? Aside from Skybound, the love triangle serves little purpose other than being a driver for Jay and Cole conflict. Nya has little to no agency, not even being present for the conflicts in ToE. Which brings me to my final point and the driving factor behind why I wrote this whole thing to begin with
Nya was robbed.
I could again write an entire essay about how the Ninjago writers flip flop on Nya all the time, but for now I'll contain it in this essay.
One of my biggest gripes about the writing of this show is how they flip flop constantly between Nya being a character used for the boys development and being an independent character who looks after herself. The love triangle is a prime example of this.
Nya is an independent woman who listens to a random machine when she's trying to define herself apart from a relationship. Nya is a self-confident woman who doesn't get a say when the other two decide who can have her. Nya repeatedly and consistently denies Jay's advances in Skybound, only to make a dramatic turn at the end and choose him.
You see what I mean? It's infuriating. Nya is constantly given lip service as a strong woman, but when the time comes the writers will gladly toss her aside in favor of developing the men in her life. It's annoying, it's aggravating, and it's fully on display in this subplot, wherein she's given little agency and acts like a prop for the writers to use. Jay wins the girl, but why was the girl "winnable" in the first place? Why wasn't she given the space to actually have moments aside from "gasp, she's holding his hand!" to really explore her feelings on camera? Why does her life continue to be defined by her relationships with her brother, his friends, and her boyfriend?
So....
The Love Triangle fucking sucked. It sucked so bad I'm almost convinced it was worse than bringing back Garmadon. It sucked because it was pointless, with even a 9 year old able to see where it would end. It sucked because it took two seasons of characterization for three different characters and threw it out the window. It sucked because it was barely important to any development other than Jay's, and it required making him worse than he is to work. It sucked because it represents a cornerstone in a larger problem surrounding how Nya is treated in the series.
It sucked so bad I spent almost a week writing a 40 paragraph essay/rant about how much I hate it.
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