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lxclerc · 2 months

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𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ─ 𝐨𝐛𝟑𝟖

summary: when max verstappen’s adopted little sister starts soft launching, the whole grid launches an investigation on who it might be

pairing: ollie bearman x f2 driver! max verstappen’s adopted sister! reader

faceclaim: no one in particular

note: i accidentally published this before it was finish so now i’ve completely lost the request but anyways the request really was just about max being reader’s grid dad but i ran with it a little

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ twitter

.ೃ࿐ yourusername posted on her story!

landonorris replied to your story: it’s like you have a death wish

yourusername: shut up

landonorris: rest in peace to the unlucky guy 🫡

arthur_leclerc replied to your story: soft launching knowing mad max is your warden is insaneee

yourusername: i just got that dog in me ig

arthur_leclerc: never ever say that again

paularon_ replied to your story: so long, ollie. it was good knowing you, mate ✊

yourusername: so dramatic for no reason

maxverstappen1 replied to your story: that better be just be some stranger you picked up on the side of the road to tie your shoelaces and not a boy you went around japan with when you told me you were only going out with your team

yourusername: remember that you love and adore me and i am 17 years old and can make my own decisions

maxverstappen1: nice try. who is he?

yourusername: no ❤️

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yourusername suzuka, youve been very nice to me 🫶

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user1 the way she ran to max’s arms after the podium 🥹

user2 a red bull girl with her red bull dad

user3 so we’re not going to talk about the 3rd pic?

maxverstappen1 who is he and why are you going on dates without telling anyone? what if something happens to you and no one knows where you are or who you’re with?

↳ yourusername calm down, we were with the team 🙄

↳ user4 overprotective dad max is so adorable i cant lie

↳ user5 if they were with the team, does that mean the guy’s also part of the team? another driver maybe?

↳ user6 user5 youre onto something

victoriaverstappen je bent geweldig, mijn meisje. blijf stralen ❤️ (you are amazing, my girl. keep on shining.)

↳ yourusername ik hou zielsveel van je, v 💕 (i love and adore you to bits, v)

paularon_ congrats or whatever

↳ yourusername jealousy doesnt suit you

↳ paularon_ nvm fck u 💕

arthur_leclerc stop winning

↳ yourusername get a seat first ❤️

olliebearman congratulations, yn! another trophy to bring home ❤️

↳ yourusername thank you, ollie!

use7 the difference between paul and arthur then ollie bye i love their friendship 😭

landonorris girlll who is heeeee

↳ yourusername no ❤️

↳ charles_leclerc come on, at least give us a clue

↳ carlossainz55 is he also a driver? what team does he driver for?

↳ yourusername yall are grown ass men way too interested in a teenager’s love life. absorb some sunlight

↳ user8 she gagged yall im afraid 😭

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yourusername hello, lover ❤️

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olliebearman my girl ❤️❤️

olliebearman love you to the moon and to saturn 💫

↳ yourusername buzz lightyear’s got nothing on us frfr

↳ arthur_leclerc why can’t you be normal?

↳ yourusername ollie loves me with all the weirdness and shit

↳ olliebearman yeah that’s about right

↳ arthur_leclerc 🤮🤮

↳ user1 arthur is your regular third wheel bff

paularon_ ollie’s trying to keep his cool in the comments but he’s red as a tomato

↳ olliebearman shut the hell up no im not

↳ yourusername youre not? 🥹

↳ olliebearman i mean of course i am got me giggling and shit too

↳ paularon_ you’re both disgusting

user2 arthur and paul are so over them 😭

user3 i fucking knew the back of that head was familiar!!!!

user4 oh? OH!

user5 idk what hurts more. the fact that i no longer have a chance with ollie or the fact that i no longer have a chance with yn

user6 waiting for max’s comment

maxverstappen1 you better watch it the next time you step in for either carlos or charles, bearman 🙂

↳ yourusername you promised

↳ maxverstappen1 i promise i’ll carve charles’ appendix out myself so ollie and i can face each other on track man to man

↳ olliebearman i- sir?

↳ charles_leclerc mate, what the fuck did i do to you

↳ yourusername maxie come on. you promised me you’d be nice

↳ maxverstappen1 fine 🙄

maxverstappen1 dinner’s at 8 on tuesday. don’t be late

↳ olliebearman yes, sir 🫡

user7 not charles getting dragged into it 😭😭

↳ user8 max is just completely unable to go through a conversation without mentioning charles ♡ liked by yourusername

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yourusername it was truly unfortunate for max to find out that his cat is also now in love with ollie

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user1 omg sophie and victoria also joined the dinner 😭

↳ user2 girlie really introduced her to the whole family

↳ yourusername well actually max invited them along to try and intimidate ollie but jokes on him, they loved him

↳ user3 yn and ollie to max when vic and sophie ended up loving ollie: oh how the turntables

maxverstappen1 sassy is NOT in love with a ferrari driver

↳ yourusername one thing you, sassy and i have in common with

↳ user4 yn truly is just a lestappen truther

olliebearman sassy 🫶

↳ yourusername oh i guess ill just die then

↳ olliebearman my love beautiful angel girlfriend yn ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

↳ yourusername better

↳ arthur_leclerc did you just get jealous over a cat?

↳ yourusername did you really just lose your seat?

↳ yourusername it’ll get old when you get your seat back

↳ arthur_leclerc that’s getting old 🙄

user5 each and every day, arthur tries to come for yn’s neck and each and every day, yn gags him

paularon_ olliebearman in a scale of 1-10, how scary is it to face mad max head on?

↳ olliebearman just peachy 👍 (i nearly shat my pants)

charles_leclerc does this mean that max’s promise is null and void?

↳ maxverstappen1 none of you figured out who it is 🤷

↳ yourusername what promise?

↳ maxverstappen1 ….nothing

landonorris i can’t believe we didn’t figure out it’d be bearman

↳ george_russell it seems so obvious now

↳ alex_albon i asked him straight on and he lied to my face

↳ olliebearman i was terrified max would find a way to run me over with his rocketship if i even dare utter it

↳ alex_albon yk what absolutely valid

also this turned out wayy longer than i meant it to which is why it took so long.

#ollie bearman #ollie bearman x reader #ollie bearman fluff #ollie bearman smau #formula 2 #formula 1 #f1 #max verstappen #f2 #f2 x reader

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gentlebeardsbarngrill · 27 days

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04/30/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Rhys Darby; Samba Schutte; Kay Buchanan; Rachel House; OurFlagMeansDaddy; Ruibo Qian; LubeAsACrew; New SOFMD Event Calendar; MerMay Prompts; Watch Party Reminders; Schadenfreude; Trends; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika

== Rhys Darby ==

Tonight Rhys dropped a new Cryptid Factor video on Tiktok! If you have access to Tiktok, please head over there and give it some love! If you don't have access to Tiktok, the video is available down below.

Source: The Cryptid Factor Tiktok

== Samba Schutte ==

Samba was out here today sending us some BTS but also this adorable picture with Con's water bottle.

The lovely @soapbubbles511 was kind enough to bring over the BTS that Samba posted on instagram. Tumblr only lets me post one video at a time so I'm linking to their tumblr! Check it out below!

Sources: Samba Schutte's Instagram

== Kay Buchanan ==

Kay was kind enough to bless us with MULTIPLE BTS posts today! The first was a video of an attempt by Con to use his horsey leg.

Then she was kind enough to show us some more leather work she did, including the holder for Ed's alcohol in the Gravy Basket. "Before and after breakdown 🏴‍☠️ #ofmd #ourflagmeansdeath"

Source: Kay Buchanan's Instagram

= Rachel House =

Our Mary Reed, Rachel House featured The Moon Is Upside Down on her IG which she starred in, and shouted out to another talented director - Loren Taylor! If you're in AoNZ check out 'The Moon Is Upside Down' in cinemas starting May 2nd!

Source: Rachel House's Instagram

== Our Flag Means Daddy ==

You have probably seen Chaos Dad donning one of these jackets before, gifted by the lovely group @/ourflagmeansdaddy on instagram and various other platforms. They've done it again for our Pirate Queen! Check our their linktr.ee.

= Ruibo Qian =

Source: Ruibo Qian's Instagram

= Astroglide =

The #OurFlagMeansDaddy crew also gifted our awesome crewmate from Astroglide a jacket!

== New SOFMD Crew Event Calendar ==

Remember to take a load off tomorrow lovelies! It's a vacation day!

== Watch Party Reminders ==

= Palm Royale =

Palm Royale WP May 2 via @LCWebsXOXO with the lovely @/dominicburgess approx. 4pm EDT/9pm BST/1pm PST!

= Wrecked Season 1 =

Another week of Wrecked Season 1 is on the docket! Don't have access? Reach out to me on @gentlebeardsbarngrill on tumblr, or @aspirantabby42 on twitter.

Days: Apr 29 - May 3

Times: 3:30 pm PT / 6:30 pm ET / 11:30 pm BST

== MerMay Reminder ==

Reminder all -- there's multiple MerMay Prompts going around! Feel free to dive into any prompts that tickle your fins!

= @bizarrelittlemew =

@bizarrelittlemew was kind enough to provide us with some MerMay Bingo! Head on over to her blog post below for more info!

= @saveofmdcrewmates =

The Save OFMD Crew has daily prompts for MerMay!

Visit any of their socials for more details!

== Fan Spotlight ==

Yet another English Seaman tonight-- Iain Morris! by @melvisik! And look at that, he worked on WWDITS!

Source: @melvisik's Twitter

== OFMD Colouring Pages ==

Thank you @patchworkpiratebear for yet another fun colouring page! Mmmm, 40 orange glaze!

== Schadenfreude / Articles ==

Thanks to @/Seven_Sugars on twitter for sharing the article and providing commentary on the latest WBD Stock drop from today. Article here

== Trends ==

The latest trend pic I could find of #SaveOFMD was by our friend @fightingsaravo on twitter. Thanks so much for capturing it hon.

== Love Notes ==

Hey Lovelies. Hope your Taika Tuesday turned out well. It certainly was an eventful day. Seeing SaveOFMD trending again really made me smile. It's so nice to see so many folks feeling the hype again. I'm running on fumes at the moment so I'll leave you with some love notes/affirmations from others today-- I hope you have a wonderful night and a great hump-day tomorrow! Merry May!

Img Src: @thelatestkate's Tumblr

Img Src: @/carolinemiddelsdorf's Instagram

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

Tonight's theme is laughter! Cause we can always use a good laugh from these two!

Taika gif courtesy of our darling Al, @agaywithcoffee!

Rhys gif courtesy of our fantastical Tina, @funforahermit!

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ramp-it-up · 2 years

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Another Again

Paring: Chris Evans x Black Actress Reader

Word count: around 3K

Summary: After you go at it, you get mad then you go at it again. With Chris. And a friend.

Warnings: 18+ Absolutely MINORS DNI. RPF, SMUTTY SMUT, ANGST. Not Beta’d. Toxic Chris, toxic reader. Allusions to substance use, intoxication, a lil bit of jealousy, lowkey scheming, threesome (MFF), face riding, eating groceries, oral sex (all receiving), p in v, bukakke, unprotected sex with multiple partners, degredation kink, good girl kink, cum play, just filth flarn filth, pwp.

Notice: I no longer operate a taglist. Follow @rampitupandread to be notified when I post.

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You should have known something was up when you saw Tessa and Chris talking after the premiere. Why would your date be speaking with your ex?

And where was Chris’s date? Poor girl. Something was up but you decided not to care and indulged even more in the debauchery of the evening.

You were forced to go to Chris’s Las Vegas film premiere by your publicist, because you were slated to begin filming again with him in a couple of months. You tried not to think about it, but the contracts were signed while you were still together, and you were deep in delusion that everything would be fine, and that working together would be fun.

Ha!

Everyone had been speculating that you and Chris would get back together. Until you showed up tonight with Tessa Thompson on your arm.

You’d set everyone’s heads spinning. Now, the love triangle theories were in motion already on social media. The twitter fingers, IG trolls, and Tik Tok theorists were hard at work.

It didn’t help that you and Chris had been constantly photographed near or with each other in the last few months, such as when Chris kissed you outside your rented villa in Cannes one afternoon and the paps caught a choice pic of his hands on your ass, or when they caught you leaving his hotel in his shirt one morning a few weeks ago. Or you two canoodling at a club in New York last month.

It also didn’t help that Tessa had been working her way through the beautiful people of hollywood. One hour into this event and the internet was on fire because of you. And so were Tessa and Chris.

This after party was lit. While you were at the bar you stole a glance back at where Tessa and Chris had been talking, only to find Chris, gorgeous in an outfit that showed off his physique. Those lithe muscles were rippling under a shirt and a jacket.

Damn, he was hot.

You were going to have to speak to him sometime tonight, but you told yourself that Chris wouldn’t capture you with that body, that tongue, or that cock tonight, or that look in his deep blue eyes.

Not tonight, Satan.

You turned to the reporter asking you a question, eagerly giving Chris your back as you heard fans and reporters yell ‘Chris, Chris! Over Here!”

Chris started off trying to pretend he wasn’t soaking up every bit of you tonight. It was his birthday, he should have been having fun, but all he could think about was you.

When you turned your back, he saw your shoulder blades in the graphic tank top you were wearing and remembered last month where he bent you over the sink in that club.

He knew that you two should quit it, because neither of you would admit the truth. This again and again and again was delicious to torture, however, fueling his waking dreams.

But then when he realized that you and Tessa were together tonight, his mind lit up with the possibilities. He (barely) remembered a substance-filled night in New Zealand with Tessa. And a couple more beautiful people. He knew that she would be down for his plan.

Besides, Tessa owed him one.

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And after the after party was lit.

You let loose and indulged in every thing offered at the exclusive party. The fact that Chris was hosting in his private villa at Cesar’s Palace was even more reason to get blasted. Vegas was Chris’ town and since his birthday recently passed he wanted to celebrate.You didn’t want to think too much tonight, just have a good time with Tessa. You didn’t have time to be mad at Chris.

You were all over each other. Lit and carefree, you were willfully oblivious at Chris clocking you from across whatever room you were in.

Tessa whispered something about “Dark Chris Evans” as you were dancing, and you two looked over at him watching and laughed. He downed the glass of White Hennessy he was holding as he sensed what you were talking about.

Chris barely noticed his date taking in the scene and leaving his side, and the party, for the night. When he looked over and saw that she was gone, he was relieved.

Now he could focus on you.

He made two drinks and brought them over to you and Tessa.

Hours later, when everyone was gone, you, Tessa and Chris were watching the water in Chris’s pool reflect off the lights and shadows on his pool deck. You all were wide awake, the combination of substances giving you an especially mellow mood.

You stretched and as you closed your eyes, Chris and Tessa’s were on your body, then they looked at each other. A silent communication flew between them, and her slight nod gave him the green light.

Tessa’s hand was on your thigh and moving north. She moved closer and you turned to her and gave her a kiss, her tongue delicately, skillfully, devastating your senses your mouth. You moaned and leaned into it, frankly forgetting Chris was there.

“That mouth, Baby girl. I need to experience more of it,” husked Tessa as she licked her lips. This was your first intimate experience with her, even though she’d sent thirst traps and sensuous good morning texts that had turned into sexting only once.

You felt Chris’s hand on your other thigh. He cleared his throat and you looked over at him and laughed.

“Jealous?”

Chris dragged his eyes up from the way your dress had ridden up and smiled at you.

“Actually, no. But I am a little mad.”

You turned toward him, intrigued.

“Mad about what?”

Tessa started kissing your neck and moving her hand under your dress, her warm lithe fingers teasing you over your thong. Your eyes drooped and you wet your lips keeping them open for air. This situation was hot as fuck. You felt Chris’ eyes were on you, and somehow, you knew he was hard as fuck. The possibilities were getting you slick.

“…You missed my birthday…”

Tessa’s hand went under your panties as you didn’t answer Chris, but turned around and kissed her again, arching your back.

Chris’s hand went to your braless nipple over your dress and played with it.

Your legs opened wider as Tessa played with your cunt, gathering wetness with which to start flicking your clit. Chris followed Tessa’s lead to your panties, and plunged two thick fingers inside your sopping wet hole as you arched to meet his digits.

“Fuck-fuck… Chris.”

You murmured in between kisses to Tessa’s lips.

“Don’t stop Tess…L-lemme guess what you want for a present Christopher…”

You chuckled into Tessa’s mouth and then cursed as Chris went deeper inside you.

You were practically in Tessa’s lap, feeling all the sensations.

You wanted to say that what he wanted was cliché, but you couldn’t speak at the moment. Tessa’s soft laughter was ringing in your ears as Chris finger fucked you. Her hand was under your panties now, twirling your clit and addling your brain. It was like she and Chris were competing to get you off.

This could be a lot of fun.

Chris watched your face intently, and shifted to accommodate his growing cock. As you writhed and moaned under their attention, Chris was reminded that you were the most beautiful woman in the world.

He leaned toward you and kissed your open mouth. He drew back slowly and pulled his fingers from your pulsing pussy.

“I want your pleasure. I want this.”

Chris showed you his fingers. Then, he put them in his mouth and slowly pulled them out. You shuddered because Tessa was still circling your clit.

“You can be the center of attention, baby girl. I think Chris wants you to have the world tonight.”

Tessa’s throaty whisper was affecting you, and you took her face in your hands. She fed you her fingers and you licked yourself off them. Then you asked her a question.

“Are you ok with this?”

Tessa’s eyes went over your shoulder and then back to yours.

“More than okay. This isn’t the first time Chris and I have…. Had experiences together.”

You looked back at Chris, not knowing how to feel about what Tessa just said. But you pushed those feelings down and jerked your head a little, beckoning him closer.

You shared a filthy kiss with Chris over your shoulder as Tessa went under your dress to find your tits. Her slender fingers worked magic as you sensuously ground in her lap.

You leaned into Chris and breathily replied to him.

“You should get what you want for your birthday.”

Chris groaned a little, kissed you again, then stood up and took your hand, peeling you off of Tessa. He grabbed your hand and practically pulled you through the villa to the master suite.

Tessa was following closely.

The way she looked at Chris told you all you needed to know. She must have read your mind as she walked up to you and put her palm on your cheek.

“Chris and I are old friends. And sometimes my friends and I have a friendly kind of fun.” She kissed your pouty lips softly. Tessa pressed her entire body against yours.

“I know you and Chris have a …thing.” She looked at him behind you. “But there’s no need to worry.”

You started to protest and she kissed you to silence you again.

“Shhhh, sweet baby. Lemme taste exactly how sweet you are.”

Tessa’s hands were under your dress, reaching for your thong and pulling it down before you realized. But when you registered it, and witnessed her inhaling your scent, you sat down on the edge of the bed and opened your legs wide. You watched as Tessa sank to her knees, keeping her eyes on you all the while.

As she rubbed her hands along your thighs, you felt Chris come up behind you and put his legs on either side of yours, embracing you from behind. You leaned back, feeling his hard on poking you in your back. Electricity flowed between the three of you, and of all the sensations you felt, most of all, you felt safe.

Especially with Chris holding you.

Tessa pushed your dress up to expose your bare cunt. A small smile framed her delectable mouth. She looked up at Chris, eyes wide.

“‘S beautiful isn’t it.”

You could feel his smile against your neck. You couldn’t stay still, you wanted them to touch you again, desperate for the attention you needed.

“It’s just so pretty. And the way the wetness looks, dripping down. So cuteee!”

Tessa leaned down and looked up at you as she sensually licked a stripe up your wet pussy.

“Fuck, she tastes so good. I see why you keep coming back for more.”

Tessa dove straight in, her wicked tongue sparking fireworks behind your lids. Chris pulled your dress up and over your head.

“I gotta see this. Tessa’s mouth…Fuck!”

You heard Chris start to pant as she started to eat you out, her hands holding your legs open wide. You started to squirm and wiggle and close your legs. Chris leaned down to speak into your ear urgently.

“Be still. Take that shit. Lemme see her make you cum.”

And then, he grabbed your legs, hooking his hands under your knees and spread you even wider, giving Tessa wider birth to destroy your soul.

Tessa looked up at you both as her tongue danced in your cunt, fucking you very, very well.

“Play with that clit.”

You just whimpered and watched Tessa eat you out while listening to Chris in your ear. It was nirvana. Chris jerked your legs apart a little further.

“I said, play with yourself. You can do it baby. Get it sloppy for me and Tess.”

You whined and moved your hand to circle your clit as Tessa dove in deeper, and in a matter of seconds, you were releasing. Tessa skillfully lapped it up, taking all that you had to offer.

You were a whimpering mess as Tessa stood up and leaned over you.

The way Chris grabbed her by the throat and kissed her made your cunt pound anew. You watched from underneath them and the sight of two beautiful people you desired kissing made every thing on you hard and soft and wet.

“She’s so fucking delicious. I need more.”

Chris growled after he tasted you on Tessa tongue.

Chris unbuttoned Tessa’s blouse and she helped him strip it off, then he paused and disrobed himself. Soon, all three of you were naked in his bedroom. They both turned to you and you scooted backward on the bed at the look in their eyes. You were a little frightened, but you didn’t want the night to end yet.

“Did you like seeing Tessa eat my pussy?” You asked Chris as he stared at you from the foot of the bed and Tessa lay down beside you. She stroked her hand up and down your body , teasing your nipples at each pass.

“I like what I just saw. I need to see something up close, though.”

Chris’s deep voice rumbled through you as he knelt and grabbed your thighs, bringing your ass to the edge of the bed, open to him. Tessa leaned down and gently, ever so gently, bit your nipple, and then started tonguing and sucking more roughly.

Chris watched your wet pussy clench as you threaded your fingers through Tessas hair, back arched and eyes closed. Then, he started his meal. He ate you out like a man starved. Chris loved your pussy; Chris loved everything about you.

What he loved most was that he was giving you the gift of pleasure for his birthday. He felt like a lucky man.

Your eyes fluttered open and closed and you intermittently watched Tessa finger herself as she watched Chris work and kiss your mouth and your body. You moaned and reached out to her.

“Lemme eat that.”

“Holy shit!”

Chris groaned as he looked up to see Tessa grin and move to the head of the bed to sit on your face. He had a prime view from beneath his friend of you licking and sucking and slurping Tessa’s cunt. He kissed Tessa and they grinned at each other, having the time of their lives.

You weren’t quiet about it, and you were sloppy, but the tangy taste of Tessa Thomspon was everything. She exploded on your taste buds and it was like you just couldn’t get enough.

“So fucking….. good.”

You moaned as Tessa quivered and Chris pulled away. You felt him line up and you started outright sucking Tessa’s clit at the sensation and stretch of him entering you. She was about to cum, you could tell, from the way she started jerking when you started moaning into her.

“Eat that pussy like a good. Fucking. Girl.”

Chris was pounding you now, going to town, eyes rolling back at the feelings, sights and sounds. He was also holding Tessa by the throat.

“Damn! That tongue! So so so good.”

You had never heard Tessa whine before she came that second time. You wanted more. She turned feral as you started to finger her, crooking your fingers to reach her spot. She trembled on top of you, her fat pussy lips so beautiful. You couldn’t help but drag your tongue through her folds.

“Oooh Fuck this little slut! Fuck her with that fucking huge cock, Chris. Fuck. Her. Fuck. Her. Fuck. Her. Should’ve brought my strap.”

Chris was punctuating Tessa’s narration with powerful thrusts and watching you go to town. He ties her up and flicked your nipples, causing you to cream around his cock even more.

Tessa leaned down to lick your clit, and some of you off Chris’s shaft.

“Hmmmm.”

She licked her lips and then kissed Chris again.

“And then let us both lick her off your cock and your balls.”

The filth pouring from Tessa’s mouth made you cum around Chris, made him utter a string of epithets, and made Tessa cum on your face. Again.

Chris pulled out of you, standing back as Tessa fell over and licked your sensitive, quivering hole. It was too much.

You pushed her off of you and then looked up to see Chris glaring at you. He tsked.

“That won’t do, baby. Flick that clit.”

“But Chris…” You whined.

“Do. It. You little slut. I knew you were a whore for my dick, but pussy too?”

You moaned started circling your clit with two fingers tentatively, starting in earnest when you saw Tessa get on her knees. You leaned up to get a better view as Tessa asked to taste you.

The thing is, she asked Chris.

You started cuming again when you saw Tessa deepthroat Chris and then pull him slowly out. They kept up the show, both Tessa and Chris watching you as she sucked him off.

“Fuucckkkk! Yes.”

Chris watched your desire dazed face while Tessa did work, and then crooked a finger at you.

“Get your ass down here.”

He pointed to the floor, and you quickly got down beside Tessa. You started tonguing and sucking his balls as Tessa continued to suck his dick. You two slurped up and down his pole, sharing demented kisses around Chris’ cock.

Then, Tessa got underneath you to eat you out while you gagged on Chris. The room was full of filthy, pornographic sounds as you got each other off.

Chris watched as long as he could, then pulled away from your mouth suddenly, grabbing the base of his cock and squeezing to stave off his eruption.

“You two are gonna make me blow my load.”

He got down on the floor and before you knew it, you were staring at the ceiling again. This time, both of them were between your legs, their tongues competing for dominance. Their kisses were now for your pleasure, as one or both of them ate your holes at once.

A cacophony of mouths and fingers and sensations melded as they made you cum again. Chris lay down to put you on top and pushed inside you once more. Tessa was admiring you both.

“Get that ass over here, Tess.”

Chris’s voice was everything.

She climbed on his face and rode as you did his rock hard dick.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Eat that shit, Chris!” You didn’t recognize your own voice.

You started kissing her and twisting her nipples, causing her to grind her pussy on Chris’s face and cum screaming in your arms. As she rolled off of Chris, he sat up and you licked and sucked Tessa’s juice from his mouth, cumming hard as he grabbed your ass and his fingers invaded your other hole.

Somehow, you forgot about Tessa as Chris fucked you through it. Then, he cussed as he pulled out, this time stroking fast.

“Come get it, y/n. This is all for you.”

You noticed Tessa smiling and you both got up on your knees. She nodded as she got behind you, holding you and reaching to circle your clit as Chris grunted and groaned and spurted his spend all over your face and tits.

“Unhhhhhhhh! Gotdamn it, you’re so fucking hot.”

Chris groaned as he gave it all to you.

You caught a good portion of it in your open mouth; his warm salty goodness tasted delicious. Tessa was whispering in your ear.

“Is it good? You like filling your belly, don’t you, you little minx.”

Her musical giggle made you smile, laugh and obey when Chris told you to…

“Open.”

He took your messy chin and checked to make sure you swallowed.

“Good girl.”

Chris leaned down to kiss you. You looked into his eyes and something flipped inside you. There was this crazy connection. He felt it, smiled and then turned toward the bathroom, winking at you over his shoulder. You don’t know why your stomach did that thing it did.

Tessa dragged you into the shower.

“That was fun! I’m not tired yet. In fact, I’m hungry,”

Tessa grinned at you.

“I know a 24 hour taco truck.”

Chris’s deep voice made your tummy flutter again. You smiled at him shyly, feeling closer to him than you ever had. He leaned down and tenderly kissed your forehead.

“You good?”

He looked deep into your eyes. Had they pushed you too far? We’re you going to run again?

“I’m perfect.”

“That you are.”

He smiled at you and you smiled back, caught up. You were reminded that Tessa was there when she clapped her hands. You laughed, and all three of you climbed into Chris’ shower.

“Are you down to get tacos? We can’t let the fun end! It is Chris's Birthday celebration!”

Tessa was looking at you with such hope that you couldn’t smash and dash this time.

“I’m all the way down.”

You smiled and picked up Chris’s body wash, leaning into the spray as you squirted soap into his hands to wash your back. This time, you wouldn’t mind smelling like him.

It turned out to be a fun weekend.

And when a friendly three way kiss was captured by the paps, you broke the internet.

Again.

Feedback feeds me! 🥀

#chris evans #ask dj #chris evans smut #chris evans imagine #chris evans x female reader #chris evans x black reader #chris evans x reader #chris evans fan fic #chris evans x black!reader #chris evans x you #Chris evans rpf #chris evans x black actress reader #chris evans x famous!reader #chris evans x y/n x tessa thompson #tessa thompson smut #Tessa Thomson #Tessa Thompson x reader #again series #another again

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The Receipts - Vegas, Baby! (Sept 2016)

So, this ask made me realize I wanted to step out of order in the timeline and do a fun stand alone moment – the Las Vegas couples’ trip of 2016.

Now, the Las Vegas trip is interesting because it exists on different levels. There’s the simple didactic level of dates and events, but then there’s also the level of fandom distraction and after-event gossip. So, let’s go!

In September 2016 Chris and Jenny were in L.A., as his MA house had begun undergoing extensive renovations. While I’m sure there were also business meetings to attend, it seemed it was mostly to do with getting out of the way of construction crews.

Now, to set the scene before the short Vegas weekend trip: a lot of shit was going down in fandom, because Jenny’s twitter feed was painting a not so cohesive picture of the “loving” couple. They seemed to be there, but separately there. We’ll get into all this when I get around to writing up September 2016 in full. But, suffice it to say, a lot of discussion was going on. We were also on pins and needles because it had been announced she was doing one of her comedy shows on Saturday, September 17th at the Largo Theatre in L.A. Everyone was taking bets on whether or not he would show up.

Thursday, September 15, 2016:

In fandom: It was a huge day. HUGE, for Jenny. Perhaps you may or may not remember, Chris and Jenny attended one of his friend’s weddings in Rhode Island over July 4th weekend. Well, fandom knew he had been there that weekend, but we didn’t think she had. Not until this specific day, when a helpful Anon went to a certain blog (guess) to point out that there were photos on a wedding photographer’s page. Photos of Chris and Jenny there together. Thanks, helpful Anon who may or may not but in almost all probability was Jenny herself. Well, that was like the Hiroshima bomb of distraction for the whole weekend for the fandom. It was all we concentrated on, the dissection of those wedding photos which were by that point over two months old.

In social media: Jenny made an IG post of being in a hotel room that had a phone in the bathroom. She seemed charmed by this fact. She deleted the post the same night. (Sorry, I don’t have a screencap, but have seen it. It was nothing special. An old style phone on a wall). We should have known this was bait.

In reality that we did not know yet: Chris and Jenny, Tara and Jason, Scott and his bf(?) and Guillermo and his wife had flown to Vegas for a weekend stay at Caesar’s. The phone in the bathroom was in a Caesar’s suite.

Also, in irony I cannot make up, September 15th was Jenny and Dean’s wedding anniversary. You know, Dean, the man she was legally married to for the whole of round one.

Friday, September 16, 2016:

In fandom: We are still arguing over the ramifications and meanings of wedding pics that are over two months old. We have no clue.

In social media: It was quiet. Too quiet.

In reality that we did not know yet: The friends group is enjoying their weekend comped trip to celebrate the double birthdays of Scott and Tara. They are staying, once again, in suites and rooms at Caesar’s. Dinner is, once again, at Nobu in Caesar’s. After dinner the group takes in a performance of “O” by Cirque du Soleil at the Bellagio

(photo released after trip finished)

Saturday, September 17, 2016:

In fandom: What do you think we were doing? We were still arguing about those damned wedding pics.

In social media: It was quiet! Like the calm before a storm.

In reality that we did not know yet: The friends group (or only Jenny? this is murky) returned from Vegas back to Los Angeles. Before leaving, Chris had to take this promo pic, which would be released on the 20th.

Here’s where it gets interesting. That night was Jenny’s comedy show at the Largo Theater. No one turned up for it. Not Chris. Not a single member of that group who had just been with her for three days. Huh.

Then, on Sunday the 18th, shit hits the fan, at least for fandom:

And then:

So, you can imagine how the fandom train suddenly did this:

It looked like Jenny had a win. Or did it? Here’s where it gets really interesting, the aftermath:

Oh dear, a little too much fun in Vegas…

And then, the real fallout, a little later:

(Star Article excerpt from Octobert 21st print edition can be found at Celebitchy)

So, perhaps what happens in Vegas doesn’t stay in Vegas?

Maybe, just maybe, it follows you around, like an overboard fuck buddy turned girlfriend.

(Edit: I had to go in and edit the days of the week of the trip after initial post. Didn't realize I was looking at a calendar of 2017 instead of 2016, d'oh.)

#ask #JS #JS round one #2016 #the receipts

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boltupbitches · 1 year

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Sliding in the DMs - Part III - Joey Bosa

Hints towards 18+ content ahead.

Joey felt his knee shaking as he waited impatiently for the call to come through. After a few weeks talking some more back and forth, he was finally going to get the chance to ask her out on a date. They danced around it for a while now, but he was certain that now would be the time.

Within moments her name popped up along with a pic of her he saved from a week ago. It was her cuddling her cat, Cassiopeia, on her couch. She had originally shared the picture on Instagram and when he commented on it, she had sent it to him as well with the caption, “This could be us but you playing 😉” indicating that it could be him on the couch with her.. except he couldn’t find the nerve to initiate it.

“Hey!” He greeted her.

He heard her shuffling around before coming into view. Her hair was tied up on her head and she was wearing a low cut tank top.

She smiled at him, “Hey! Sorry I just got out of the shower after working out, so I’m still a bit wet.”

Joey’s eyebrows shot up and he stared back, even more interested, “Oh? How wet are we talking here?”

She stared for a second before slapping her forehead “Oh my god..” She mumbled, embarrassed. “I walked right into that one!”

Joey laughed, mentally thankful his joke wasn’t taken too serious. “That’s me 24/7. I open my mouth, don’t think, and say stupid shit.”

“I know that by now, my dude!” She teased back. “You wouldn’t be Joey Bosa if you didn’t say stupid shit without thinking in the heat of the moment.”

He laughed at the ribbing, knowing it was true. “Well, I can promise I didn’t get on this call to point out my shortcomings as a person.” He joked.

“Nah. Twitter does that well enough.” She quipped back.

“Touche.” He said.

It was quiet for a moment before Joey started speaking again, remembering his reason for having her calling him. “So, I was thinking.. Did you want to get together sometime for dinner? My treat?”

Artemis stared for a moment in shock before answering him.. “Sure!”

“- I mean you don’t have to. I get it if you’re busy or if this is too weird - wait what?” Joey stuttered in shock.

Artemis smiled softly back at him. “I said ‘sure’ as in I’d love to go to dinner with you sometime.”

Joey just smiled happily at her and nodded. “Awesome. Cool. I mean, great!” ‘Joey, you fucking meatball!’ he thought bitterly at his stuttering. ‘Way to play it cool, you fucking loser!’

Artemis seemed to sense his internal turmoil and cut in, “I was waiting for you to finally ask, you know?”

Joey just stared, unsure of how to respond to that. He wasn’t certain of her tone, so he waited for her to continue.

Which she did with a smirk on her face. “I mean, there are only so many bikini photos you can like, comments you can make, and stories you can view on my Instagram before I start to notice a pattern..”

“And what’s that pattern?” Joey croaked.

“That you got a thing for me. Which is totally fine and I’m absolutely ecstatic over.” She said cheerfully. “Because the truth is that I also have a huge thing for you too.”

“Nose and all?” Joey joked.

“Nose and all.” She confirmed. “I’d still gladly sit on that face any day. You’re my type.” She said simply.

Joey was now sweating bullets for various reasons. One, he was usually the one making the moves and being smooth. Arty just turned that shit on it’s head and took over. And tying into that, what she was doing and saying, the revelation that she too wanted him was a lot to process mentally. Yet, his body was reacting as he could feel the familiar tightness in his groin and the rise of his heart beat. It felt like his body was buzzing with adrenaline.

“You can’t say that to me on the phone,” He groaned. “Not before I at least take you to dinner first.”

“Dinner, schminner. Grab some take out and come over to hang with me. It’ll be more comfortable anyways.” She insisted.

Joey thought about it for a few moments and then said, “Ok. Drop me your address. You like Chinese?”

“Hell yeah. General Tso’s please.” She said eagerly.

“Alright. I’ll be there in 30 then as soon as I change.” He started looking for his wallet and keys.

“Wear what you have on.” She said simply. “Not like you’ll wear it the whole time here anyways.”

Joey stopped again and cursed loudly at her blatant flirting. “I swear to God, Arty. If you are doing this to get me worked up and then end up blue-balling me, I’ll block and never talk to you again.” He threatened.

“I’m not!” She laughed. “I swear to God as a Catholic in good standing that I want you to come over and knock boots with me. Butter my bread. The wango tango. Whatever you want to call it.” She said back seriously.

Joey was quiet again, suddenly hoping to god he had condoms in his room. It had been a while. “It might be an hour instead of 30 minutes. Gotta make a stop at the store.” He told her.

She smiled back at him and understood what he meant. “Well I’ll be waiting here. I dropped my location so don’t forget to stop on by soon, Bigbear.” She winked and hung up.

Joey stared at the screen in disbelief as her address popped up. He couldn’t fucking believe it.

All this flirting and shit talking and he was about to go and do what he never thought possible.

Except in every scenario he never imagined Artemis to be the one to pick him up - metaphorically speaking. In every scenario it was him trying to win time with her. Yet, she did what she always did best as he’s learned these last few months. She surprised him, took the lead, and turned his world upside down. It was clear that she was wearing the pants in this relationship - and as someone who never experienced that before, Joey couldn't deny it intrigued him and turned him on.

Never did he think a dinner invitation would lead to sex this soon. Yet, he was about to try and discretely buy some condoms, pick up Chinese food, and make his way over to his crush's house.

Joey suddenly broke out of his periphery and made it for the door thinking to himself, “What the fuck is my life?”

And to think it started with some DM messages after a shittalking session and COD game.

#joey bosa fanfiction #joey bosa imagines #joey bosa imagine #sliding in the dms

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Elymobi right person wrong time (?) trope inspired by this pic I saw on twitter with someone captioning it that it looks like Mobius seems like she’s pining here AAAAA

It had been a long time since Mobius had last seen Elysia. Not a single day had passed without thinking of her; if only she had been a little more brave, a little more spontaneous, a little more affectionate… if only she had been enough for Elysia.

The pink haired woman didn’t want to break up with her. She always had the ability to see the good in others, and despite Mobius not being the… best person, Elysia had always understood her, and somehow wanted to be with her.

If anything, it was all Mobius’s fault. She knew herself well, but never ever tried to be the best version of herself. She knew that it made Elysia suffer, and still chose to ignore how their relationship was just toxic. Elysia doing everything she could to feel appreciated and loved, and Mobius… she enjoyed being around the other woman, but ultimately sometimes felt she was an… annoyance.

She still loved her. She loved when, in the evening, they snuggled in bed and warmed each other. She loved when Elysia sometimes interrupted her experiments to bring her out of her lab and hang out somewhere else. She loved when Elysia’s attention was all for her.

But sometimes, Mobius felt like that attention was too much. She frequently had aggressive outbursts towards Elysia, screaming at her to leave her alone. The expression on the woman’s face always left a bitter feeling in Mobius, but she felt like Elysia would just brush it off like her positive self always did, and so, never apologized for that.

At some point, Elysia didn’t know what to do anymore. She tried to give the best of her to Mobius, just for Mobius to push it away. Everyone could notice just how much of a toxic relationship that was. And, when Mobius noticed that Elysia was almost losing herself, she decided to be selfless just for once and let her go.

It had been a painful decision. Mobius was okay in that relationship, although she found Elysia an annoyance sometimes.

But, she knew better than to ruin a positive person’s life… especially Elysia’s. Elysia loved the world more than anything, and those feelings were so heartwarming that even the coldest hearted person couldn’t help but feel some of that too. Mobius… as much of a bad person as she could be, she couldn’t bear to see those feelings… gone.

The break up itself… Mobius couldn’t even remember it. And so couldn’t Elysia.

A memory like that… maybe, their brains had erased it to protect them from a suffering too big for their hearts.

After that, Mobius never saw Elysia again.

That is, until Mobius received a letter just from her.

“Hey, Mobius!

I know it’s been a lot of time since we last met… I didn’t know whether to write to you or not, seen everything that’s happened between us and just how many years have passed… I honestly thought a lot about this, and eventually came to the conclusion that it’s time we leave the past behind and embrace the future. I would like to start over with you! You know, we used to be best friends. I’m inviting you to my birthday party!

I know you don’t like writing letters, so don’t bother to respond. I’ll know your answer if I’ll see you at the party!

Bye bye,

Elysia”

« birthday? » Mobius briefly checked the calendar. Ever since Elysia had left, she almost lost the perception of time. November 9. Two days left.

Some days later, Mobius was standing in front of the door belonging to Elysia’s new house. The green haired woman somehow felt very nervous, to see who was once her… lover, again. Her lover. Hers. Mobius knew Elysia wasn’t gonna be hers anymore. She felt… weird, about it. Feelings she had never felt before.

She rang the doorbell, and immediately heard quick steps running towards the entrance.

And there she was, Elysia.

As beautiful as Mobius remembered her, even more. She was shining, radiating light as if she was the sun itself.

« Mobius! Long time no see! I’m happy to see you accepted my invite » the girl smiled tenderly and let her get in the house.

« come with me, we’re partying in the garden! » Elysia hastily walked, making sure Mobius was behind. The other woman kept the pace and followed the pinkie in her house. It was quite big, very much bigger than the apartment they used to live in before. And that Mobius had never left.

They finally reached the garden. Here, Mobius noticed some familiar faces along with some new ones. She didn’t bother to greet them, and gave her attention to her old friends.

Mobius and Elysia hadn’t talked much at the party. Not at all. It seemed like they were trying to inevitably avoid each other. Elysia wanted to move on from the past, but maybe that same past they both wanted to forget was just too important to forget. Too important, but dark. It was standing in a corner, chaining both of them and keeping them under its control… so that it would always have an influence on them.

Mobius talked with her old friends all the time, almost ignoring Elysia. Until, the moment of celebrating the real birthday arrived.

Kalpas and Aponia had prepared a cake just for her, and brought it to the garden, putting it on the snacks table. Everyone gathered in that area and wished a happy birthday to Elysia.

Elysia said that she had never felt so happy until that moment, so happy that all the people who were the most important to her were there with her to celebrate her special day.

Mobius felt some sort of sense of comfort after hearing those words: Elysia still cared about her.

Nevertheless, at the same time, Mobius had the confirmation that Elysia would’ve never been hers again: she acknowledged that now she was engaged to another woman. That woman had been there for her when Mobius couldn’t, and Elysia grew so affectionate to her.

When Mobius saw them, across the garden, exchanging a tender kiss, she knew that with Elysia she had messed up.

She had ruined everything, even tho she could’ve fixed it. And now, she was paying the consequences of her own actions: Mobius could’ve never told anyone that she was Elysia’s girlfriend, she could’ve never called Elysia “her woman” again, she could’ve never kissed her soft lips again, just like their fates were destined to never meet once more.

That party, maybe it wasn’t for reconciliation. Maybe it was… for coming to terms with the past and move on. It was over, and nothing else could’ve ever bring it back.

Mobius left early that night, saying that she had more important things to do than loitering around at a party. No one gave it much thought, they knew how Mobius was.

But when Elysia greeted Mobius goodbye, they both had the sensation that they weren’t going to meet again. It effectively was a ‘goodbye’.

Author’s note: I forgot to put the source of the pic, sorry!!! Here is the link:

youtube

#elymobi #elf elysia #honkai impact #honkai au #love i guess #right person wrong time #Youtube

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The Tapestree Project is a memory cloth/tapestry stitched and designed by Rachel Samek (née Piso). This is an ongoing project in which she documents her life in cross-stitch. She stitches memories, current events, and anything that especially interests her. She keeps an online journal to recount why she chose certain motifs. The tapestree is stitched on 45ct. ivory Graziano linen with a range cotton embroidery thread. The cloth measures about three feet wide by two feet high.

Descriptions under the cut.

pics 1 & 2— I stitched these little gold scissors this week to remember the foggy, intense few months immediately following the birth of my boys. If you knew me around that time, you know that when I was just about 7 months pregnant, I was diagnosed with preeclampsia and received an emergency C-section at 31 weeks. All three guys were incredibly tiny (Charlie was 2 lb 12 oz) and as expected, they would go on to spend long (long, long) stretches in the NICU. Also expectedly, I was a wild mess. I was spending long days at the hospital in the middle of winter, feeling powerless, and as a result, I was killing myself trying to pump enough to keep up with three infants. During those delirious nights of waking up every few hours, I would collapse in front of Hulu (probably rewatching The Handmaid's Tale) and Hulu would do what Hulu did best: repeat the exact same commercial every 20 minutes. During those first weeks, that commercial was a trailer for the upcoming horror movie "Us." The score of the two-minute trailer is so unsettling that even though I would sometimes scramble to switch it off, it was also weirdly comforting to be shocked out of my weepy, helpless state of zombiehood. This came with the price of scaring myself shitless when I had to walk back to bed at 3 AM with the slowed-down, beefed up version of "I Got 5 On It" on repeat in my head. These scissors, a symbol from the movie, represent those weird, difficult postpartum nights. Whenever I hear the first few chords from the trailer, I'm immediately back in 2019, freezing cold on our old couch, fully panicked at life.

pics 3 & 4— I added more hairwork to my tapestree! Last fall, I cross stitched a tiny design using my boys’ hair. I tried again this weekend, using my own hair to make this equally tiny bird. One of the questions I get a lot with this project is whether I get burned out working on the same thing for so long. Yes, I get sick of it, mostly due to the pressure I put on myself to include things (like current events) out of obligation. This bird was one way to bring “me” back into it. If you know anything about the Victorians, you know that they loved crafting with hair. One way was braiding a lock and placing it in a book with a poem underneath—creating an ode to a person’s essence. Since it was fashionable to be sentimental, they made similar keepsakes as jewelry and other textile art. I’ve talked in the past about how much of a nightmare it is working with hair, but if you’re interested in seeing my process, you can find a highlight on my page that covers my last attempt. I also included a picture of the back of my stitching (first time ever!) so you can see the ridiculous knot it creates.

pics 5-7— I have a new tapestree addition! It's the weird little quilt at the very bottom! I have a bin in our basement with a bunch of the boys' preemie onesies. I have plans to make a quilt with them, but since that probably won't happen for another 20 years, I wanted to add something small to my tapestree. Half of the quilt blocks are snipped from the clothes with patterns that have the strongest memories of the boys being in the hospital (the white parts are fabric, for example). The rest is filled in with solid cross stitch. It's been a crazy few weeks! I recently started working full time again (from home, fortunately!) and we're starting to plan the boys' third birthday on December 14th. I can't believe it.🤍

#cross stitch #inspo #x #self drafted

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ipkkndlovescenes · 2 years

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Bersarai Part 1

Disclaimer: These are my personal thoughts, Do Not Copy or rephrase these on Twitter, Facebook, blogs, or any other platform by claiming them as yours.

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Scattered wishes&Dreams Part 1

"Everyone has a right to live a life as upon one's wishes."

Then what is your wish Mr.Raizada? This is what Nani wants to know. This is what Anjali wants to know and she said before that you don't want to marry or just don't want to marry La?

\Well, your scattered wishes and aspiring desires which are burning under your ego and confused state of mind waiting to have w fresh of air.

and all you have to do is just close your eyes and accept the dream that is right in front of your eyes, but Nah, you won't accept it.

His words always were clear as his mind but his heart always contradicted his mind. His past was holding the threads of these contradictions, making him a puppet to burn in between these two extreme points.

Nani and his difference of opinions triggered an avalanche leading him to exit the Raizada house but his sister and her love pulled him back in again. He does not believe in any rituals but he never denied or raises a question of what others do or believe. His hand joins Anjali hands to save the flickering flame of Diya is just one of those moments...I loved the way he makes her understand that she is an important part of his life and others and she should not think less of anyone because of her past experience and disability. as she mentions about Shyam accepting her in such a state...

I love his words as these are true to their nature.

"Di promise me, you will never say that you are lucky because of Jijaji but he is lucky because of you."

Ms Gupta!

Khushi dreams of Rakshus Arnav calling her into his office the next morning. Dreaming of Laad Governor every morning and evening shows Khushi's longing to be around him...The yearnings of the heart can't be ignored on both sides. She just can't pinpoint the true reasons, unlike Arnav. He knows what was all this about but she wasn't there yet. Khushi completely forgot about her resignation and was eager to go to ASR's office. She wanted to see him regardless of her Buaji and Payal reminded her of resignation. She was upset thinking of this scenario that she doesn't have to see him anymore or talk to him. She was missing him already but still, she doesn't want to see his face.

The very same way he was missing her. The thread of their connection is always there. Arnav is showing his annoyance yet while looking at the photos for the calendar. He flips the pages and stops on a photo of Khushi - red sari paired with tears in her eyes as she was looking directly at him while it was shot.

He gets halt for a moment, Rabba Ve plays, and he recalls her standing under the lights. Her flying hair with a shy look... The memory was still fresh and intensified. He keeps staring at that shot by remembering all. Then he flicks to the next [age, where Khushi was with a smile. It was very much clear that it was hurting him that she was looking at him with tears.

He is holding the pic with his both hands. Heart and Brain both are lost in it. Indeed ASR and Arnav both are melting for her just one is in denial mode for a while. His facial expression is showing how does her smile makes his tensed muscles relaxed instantly.

He was lost when Anjali interrupts him. She comments on how lovely Khushi looks before going on to joke that Nani would be happy that he's at least looking at photos of girls who aren't Lavanya. He says

"Mujhe Khushi ki photographs dekhne mein koi interest nahi hai." [I have no interest in looking at Khushi's photographs]

Yeah right...

He will tell Khushi on telepathy night..."jab bhi tum se door jata hoon, tumhare paas ane ki jaldi main hota hoon...I don't need anything else Khushi" [Whever I go far away from you always want to be near you...]

He throws the calendar aside and closed his eyes but behind closed eyes, his mind was reeling only one picture.

It was the invader of his mind, and none other than Khushi. He opens his eyes instantly. Anger and annoyance crawl back in. How dare she? Well, she isn't going anywhere, but he has to go somewhere to distract his mind. yes, Khushi is one of those girls jiss se dekhte pyar ho Jaye...[whom you fall in love with instantly...]

Part 2

Index /Arshi Moments

#arnavkhushi #arnav singh raizada #arnav khushi teri meri #khushi kumari gupta #my ipkknd gifs #mysticaldfaiqa #ipkknd #arshi #arshi diwali kiss #arnav kissing khushi

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arcanadreams · 3 years

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That time you and your demon boyfriend went viral

hi yes hello obey me fandom!! my name is Gabbi and i have never played a single second of the actual game but i have read enough fanon content for the past year to have this idea swimming around in my head and now i am finally letting this accursed thing out of my brain and putting it in yours

also i’m only doing the brothers because any more than that and i’d have an aneurysm probably. oh and shoutout to @obeythebutler and @beels-burger-babe for inspiring me with their works to feel brave enough to write for this fandom

Lucifer:

You and Lucifer go viral on Asmo’s Devilgram story!

You’re in the kitchen helping Asmo with dinner duty and singing along to one of your playlists of human realm music that you like to show him.

Asmo starts filming your cute little dance while you stir the pot on the stove because you are just adorable!

About ten seconds into him filming, Lucifer appears in the doorway with quite the stern look on his face. You know, the one that comes right before a “MAMMOOOOOON” and strikes fear into the heart of all those with functioning eardrums. That one.

He opens his mouth, presumably to tell y’all to shut the fuck up, but then there’s a lull in the music and the eldest can hear your voice ever so slightly above the song’s vocalist and he freezes.

Man stops in his tracks like someone just smacked him in the face with a midair volleyball.

Asmo can be heard stifling a laugh behind his phone.

Lucifer’s face gets so soft and he almost, almost, loosens his metal-rod-through-the-ass posture before you notice him and give a little wave and ask if you and Asmo were being too loud like the considerate darling you are.

Lucifer clears and his throat and says something like, “No, you aren’t. I was just coming to check on how dinner is coming along,” and leaves, after which Asmo immediately presses the post button.

Screenshots of Lucifer’s heart eyes for you go absolutely viral because every demon on Devilgram goes absolutely feral for seeing the eldest demon brother lose his dignified composure. It becomes a meme template. “Get you someone who looks at you like Lucifer looks at MC” and “me at the delivery demon when he shows up with my spicy bat wings” posts become commonplace. (Asmo thinks the memes are totally worth getting strung up with Mammon for laughing at them.)

Mammon:

Much like Lucifer, you and Mammon end up going viral off Asmo’s Devilgram. (Noticing a pattern here?)

He pulls a silly prank on your asses and honestly I don’t know how you fell for it. But hey, they say “idiots in love” for a reason, so...

You and Asmo are sitting in the common room of the House of Lamentation just chillin. Well, he’s chillin, you’re on the floor studying for an upcoming exam.

The video starts in the middle of a conversation you and the avatar of lust were having.

“No, Asmo,” you say. “Mammon and I don’t use pet names for each other.” Now that’s just a darn lie, and every demon and crow within ten miles of Mammon and you together knows it.

“Really? I find that very hard to believe, MC.~”

You sigh in response to Asmo’s teasing. “Okay, he has a lot for me but I’m just not much of a pet name person, y’know?” The rest of the exchange goes like this:

“Oh, I totally get it.” *pause* “Hey MC, what do human world bees make again?”

“Honey.”

Cue a sheepish Mammon sticking his head in the doorway at the bluntness of your tone when you answered Asmo.

“Yeah, babe?” he looks like a puppy left on the side of a highway oh my god hUG HIM-

Asmo turns the camera back to his smug ass face and in the background you can be heard tripping on the damn carpet trying to get up and hug your mans. (”MAMMON GET OVER HERE SO I CAN HUG YOU” “W-WHAT? I THOUGHT YA WERE MAD AT ME?!?!?!?!”)

Leviathan:

Streamer Levi? Streamer Levi.

You guys go viral the first time you make an appearance on one of Levi’s weekly (insert cool Devildom streaming service name here) streams.

It’s completely unintentional. You had been asking him for weeks to play with him on there, but he’s the avatar of envy after all. He doesn’t like sharing his partner, even if it’s with random strangers who have no real access to you.

However, he has his stream on a Thursday instead of a Friday one week, and you come into his room carrying dinner because 1) You didn’t realize he was streaming and 2) No matter what he was doing, the boy needed to eat. It wasn’t unusual for you to bring him dinner, so you had no idea why he was blushing and stammering even more than usual this time in particular. Boy was speaking in beached whale trying to tell you what was wrong.

Then you notice his screen. Oh! “Hi chat!” You wave, setting Levi’s food down on his desk in front of his keyboard. “M-MC!” He full-on whines, slamming a hand over his mouth afterwards when he remembers his viewers could hear that.

Honestly, they’d meme the fuck out of him if it weren’t for the fact that they are FINALLY SEEING HIS HENRY!!! THE MYSTERIOUS MC!!!

Chat is bombarding you with questions while you make Levi eat dinner. And by make him eat dinner, I mean literally feeding this man forkfuls/spoonfuls while he games because you love how flustered he gets when you do that.

Does it impact his score? Absolutely. Does he care? Not really when you’re pampering him like that.

You start answering chat’s questions about you while he’s chewing so he can’t tell you to stop LMAO-

You’re a natural on stream. The VOD becomes the most popular on Levi’s account in a matter of hours and soon cute highlights compilations of you and him on that stream start making the rounds on Devildom Twitter.

Satan:

There was buildup to Satan going viral, similar to Levi in a way.

Satan does have a Devilgram, but it’s basically a white woman’s Instagram with added book reviews for variety. Unless you’re a reader his account is pretty boring: candles, books, fireplaces, and cats.

However, after you two started reading together fairly often he began posting pictures of your legs draped over his while you sat together. They’d always be captioned with vague ass pretentious literary criticism.

This goes on for months, and he gains a lot of (horny) followers after the leg pics start up. He doesn’t really get why but you both joke that it’s because you have some damn nice legs and I mean neither of you are complaining about the new following.

You two go viral when he finally shows your face, entirely by accident.

The post is a video, which is already strange for him and grabs attention. In it, you’re scoffing and reading an excerpt of a book, mocking its understanding of female anatomy.

“I’m quoting here, Satan: ‘her breasts bouncing around like giant pacmen.’ I’M SORRY?? THAT ISN’T HOW BOOBS WORK SIR. WHY ARE MEN ALLOWED TO WRITE?”

(fun fact that is a very real quote from a very real book I really read last month pls save me)

Originally the camera is focused on your body, with your head out of frame to protect your privacy, but your righteous anger made Satan laugh. Like, a real laugh. The one that makes you and everyone in earshot wonder if he truly was never an angel cause he sure as hell laughs like one but anyway-

When he threw his head back, his DDD angled up just a tad without him noticing, and your face was in view for like .2 seconds. Screenshots of it are making the rounds on Devilgram almost immediately: FINALLY THE LEGS’ OWNER HAS BEEN FOUND.

Satan apologizes profusely but you honestly find it funny and you two opt to just start taking selfies while reading with both of your faces in them from now on.

Asmodeus:

I’m gonna be real with you: you and Asmo go viral all the time. Pretty much everything Asmo posts can be considered viral because of his social media following and his status as one of the seven avatars of sin.

However, there are some fairly cute highlights to be pointed out among the times you were both featured in a post that blew up.

Your favorite is probably that time Asmo livestreamed on of you guys’ ‘Nail Nites,’ as you call them.

You’re both on the floor, doing your nails and kicking your feet back and forth while talking to chat. A lot of the questions are about your relationship, and there’s a lot of flirting back and forth between the two of you.

A particular clip of the stream does blow the fuck up on Devilgram, though, when someone screen records it and posts it with a bunch of heart emojis edited over it.

“’What colors do you think best describe each other?’ Ooo, that’s a good one, chat!” Asmo claps his hands together excitedly, making sure to be careful of his nails.

Pretty much everyone expected you to say pink, but you surprised both your boyfriend and your viewers when, after a pensive few moments, you replied with “Hmm...probably yellow or orange.”

“Can I ask why, darling?” Asmo tilts his head in confusion. I mean, yeah, those colors look good on him, but he doesn’t wear them often so he’s wondering about your thought process.

“Well, in the human world those colors often represent happiness, optimism, and positivity. You’re always the cheerful presence I need in my life when things get hard, so you have the vibe of those colors.”

Asmo proceeds to burst into tears and hug you, messing up both of your nails and prolonging the stream since you both have to start over. But neither of you particularly care.

Fun fact: Asmo has the clip that demon made of that portion of the stream saved on his DDD and watches it whenever he feels sad.

Beelzebub:

Beel and you probably go the most viral out of everybody. Like this moment is an entire phenomenon across the Devildom internet.

It’s a video, or well, multiple videos, taken at the end of a Fangol game that Beel’s team had just won. Everyone is cheering and going crazy, yourself included, and you just really wanted to congratulate your boyfriend.

So, like the rational person you are, you elect to climb up onto the railing of the bleachers and wave to get his attention.

You were absolutely fine up there, and sat all comfortably motioning Beel over to you. He notices, of course, and jogs over, standing right beneath you and looking up. (Back where you were sitting, Mammon is screeching like a hyena in heat and Belphie, who is laying down, has one eye open to glare at him. The youngest knows Beel would never let you hurt yourself; you’re fine.)

A bunch of assorted demons at the game has started filming while you were sat atop the railing since you were rather noticeable. Therefore, there’s a shit ton of different angles of the adorable events that follow:

You slide off the railing, landing right in Beel’s waiting arms bridal style. You’ve got this brilliant smile on your face as you pull his helmet off. None of the DDDs filming can hear it over the crowd noise, but Beel asks you why you just went through all that trouble and you tell him it’s because you wanted to tell him how proud you are.

Soft boy’s chest puffs up and he smiles this big cheesy smile at you reach up to run a hand through his hair. You feel him practically purr at the contact, and with a laugh you pull him in and plant a big ole smooch on him.

The crowd, at least those of them that can see, scream. Everyone is running high on adrenaline and happy emotions; something that cute causes a ruckus!! When you pull away Beel proceeds to put you on his shoulders and you celebrate with him and the rest of his team.

The videos of you two being adorable go completely viral and there are some threads dedicated to stockpiling every single angle taken of the event. Beel is completely oblivious to the attention but you have a lot of them saved on your DDD.

Belphegor:

If you think Belphegor has any sort of social media presence whatsoever then you are sorely mistaken. (Well okay he actually does run some anonymous troll accounts to meme on Lucifer’s posts but that’s neither here nor there-)

Therefore, naturally, you two go viral off of Asmo’s Devilgram.

Okay so someone in the obey me tag the other say headcanoned that Belphie will go out of his way to nap in ridiculous places and my brain really took that and RAN WITH IT.

So what happens is that Belphie will fall asleep in the fucking weirdest places. I’m talking on top of the fridge, underneath the dinner table, on top of bookshelves...you name it, he has slept there, no matter the effort it takes to get there in the first place.

And, ever since you two started dating, you would join him. Sometimes it involved putting yourself at risk of great bodily harm, but the little smile he gave when you he saw you fucking scaling the countertop to reach him made it worth it.

So anyway, since Beel adores the both of you to no end, he takes pictures whenever he sees you two napping together, whether or not it is in a crazy place. He sends these to the family group chat because he thinks they’re adorable.

Over a span of weeks to months, Asmo has built up a stock of images of you and Belphie cuddles up in seemingly impossible places. Once he has about ten or so, he posts a compilation of them to his Devilgram with some cheesy ass caption like “The things we do for love <3″.

They become a meme SO QUICKLY. Like UNBELIEVABLY quickly.

The picture of you and Belphie sleeping on top of a bookshelf, in particular, is a big hit. Memes abound.

“If my girl doesn’t climb up a bookshelf to cuddle my ass, she don’t love me.” “Get yourself a partner who scales bookshelves just to be with your ass.” Etc etc...Belphie doesn’t give a shit but you laugh at a lot of them so he sees that as a good outcome.

#IM SO HAPPY TO HAVE FINALLY WRITTEN THIS #obey me #my writing #obey me headcanons #obey me x reader #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #posts

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Love For The Faceless

Corpse Husband x Youtuber!Reader(Female)

Warnings: Swearing

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Y/N is a YouTube gamer who has recently gained a much larger following thanks to the streams she does with her friends. Naturally, considering her faceless and bodiless nature, people are starting to get curious about her. When she finally follows her friend Corpse’s example, a lot more than her hands is revealed.

Requested by anon, you know who you are 😉 Thank you so much for placing a request and hope this fic fulfills the expectations you have for it.

“Hey!“ I greet the lobby as I finally hop into the Discord call after quickly saying ‘hi‘ to my audience.

I’ve been a YouTuber for four years now and I’ve only recently started streaming, encouraged to do so by my best friend Rae. She’s the one who got me in multiplayer games such as Among Us and Phasmophobia which led me to meet her amazing gaming squad that consists of some of the most famous names on the platform. They are all wonderful people and I will forever be in Rae’s debt for introducing me to them. However, becoming friends with Felix, Sean and the rest of the team brought not only a more fulfilled life, but also a small boost in following. Who am I kidding, it wasn’t small. It was overwhelming, terrifying even.

My YouTube channel had a little over a million subscribers at the start of quarantine and now....now it’s closer to three million. Speaking of three million, I’m about to reach it any day now and it’s really hard to believe. I’m a gaming youtuber and I’ve never considered changing my genre despite expecting to not get any attention whatsoever, with all the big names on the platform. I was convinced not even as many as a hundred people would stumble across my videos and now here we are.

My OG subscribers are very supportive of my sudden growth and are defending me when my newer fans ask for a face reveal or whatnot. While we’re on that topic I might have to mention that not even my YouTube friends, and that includes Rae have seen my face. I’ve been faceless and bodiless for the entirety of my time on social media. Some claim I do it to grab more attention or for dramatic effect, but the reason is beyond that. I’m not shallow. Actually, shallow people are the reason I don’t show my face. I’ve never been the prettiest, but my middle school bully thought that I wasn’t lacking self confidence enough. As a result, I ended up with a not so handsome scar on my right cheek that starts from the corner of my mouth and nearly misses my eye. Yeah, it’s a long and pretty noticeable scar that has thankfully become less and less obvious as the years have progressed. Still, it’s not something I’d like to show to my viewers.

Eight ‘hi’s greet me back, each making my smile grow wider. “Sorry I’m late guys. Technical difficulties.”

“Don’t worry.“ Rae’s voice dominates over the rest, “Corpse still isn’t here so we’re waiting for him.“

I mute myself on the Discord call and take a look at my comments. I’m most flattered by the comments about my voice. Seeing as how they don’t have much to compliment about me other than my content, they make the nicest comments about my voice, personality and humor. Those comments are the ones who warm my heart most. Even when people in my day to day life compliment my appearance I can’t find it in me to believe they are being genuine. I’d like to believe these amazing people are being one hundred percent honest when they tell me they like me for who I am and not for what I might look like.

“Sorry I’m late guys.“ A deep voice causes me to even physically jolt, switching my focus from the comments to the Among Us lobby where my eyes land on the newly materialized black avatar.

“Hi Corpse.“ Rae greets him.

“Hello mister who broke Twitter!“ Sean laughs, provoking the laughter of the rest of the players.

“Yeah, congratulations man. That’s a big deal.“ Felix chimes in.

“Thanks guys, but I think you’re forgetting we’re talking about a picture of my hand.“ Corpse chuckles timidly. I have noticed how shy he gets when someone gives him a compliment - like a snail slowly withdrawing in its shell. I find it adorable.

“That’s what makes it even better!“ I unmute my mic, sending my own congratulations.

“While we’re on that topic...“ Rae begins, waiting for the rest of us to shut our traps, suggesting she has something important to say. “Y/N, do you ever plan on doing a reveal like that? Not a face reveal. Just a body part reveal.“

I have no problem talking about the subject with friends but I get nervous when I’m supposed to discuss it with my fans. Seeing as how everyone, including myself, is streaming right now, I get a bit of a stutter in my speech. “Haven’t thought about it yet. But I guess a body part reveal is harmless.” I cringe immediately after letting the words leave my mouth, “That sounds so weird.”

Rae knows that I’m not too fond of my face, but I haven’t told her about my scar yet. I let almost all people I’ve met online think I’m using my lack of appearance for effect. For the mystery of it all. Mysteries attract people which equals attention. Attention equals views and the domino effect continues.

“Just a suggestion. No pressure.“ Rae adds quickly, knowing full well I get anxious when the subject is brought up in front of cameras. “Let’s get this game started, shall we.”

* * *

The idea dwells in my mind, sitting on the back burner even after I disconnect from the Discord call. I’m sitting in my gaming chair, which was a gift for my two million milestone, and weighing out the pros and cons of the action Rae suggested I take.

“It’s a picture of your fucking hand, dummy. How bad can it turn out?“ I say out loud, shaking my head at my indecisiveness. “You’ll be fine.”

In a blur, two pictures are already posted on my Instagram. The first one captioned ‘Took a leaf from my friend’s book. Did I do it right @ corpsehusband?’ and the second ‘Thanks, Rae. These are on you.’

Rae’s POV

As I’m watching a movie in my living room, I get a notification from Instagram, informing me that Y/N has posted for the first time in a while.

I scoff, “More like the first time in forever.”

The first thing that comes to my mind is the possibility of her reaching that three million milestone that’s been long time coming. I bring the glass of water that’s sitting on my coffee table to my lips, taking a sip as I tap the notification. The picture I see makes me hurry to put the glass back down so I don’t drop it. Y/N’s hand. Her fingers are covered with several thin rings each. And here I thought Corpse had too many rings, this girl has at least two on every finger!

Then my eyes land on the second picture she has posted only minutes after the first and my heart drops. I struggle to get the water that’s been sitting in my moth down my esophagus while my mind is struggling with the task to comprehend the picture I’m looking at.

Another hand is resting on top of Y/N’s. A hand also covered in rings but fewer and larger. The nails are painted black.

I think I know who it belongs to.

Before I can even finish the thought, I’m dialing Y/N. She picks up after the second ring, sound cheery as ever as she greets me. “Hey Rae!”

“Don’t you ‘Hey Rae’ me!” I practically scream. I hate being kept in the dark about anything ever so this is just driving me mad. On top of all, she’s my best friend, for fuck’s sake. “Is that Corpse in the photo with you?!”

“Ugh....“ the cheeriness to her voice is all but gone now.

I go on with my rant, not giving her the time to reply. Not that she would reply. I bet she doesn’t know what to say. “So he knows where you live?! Or was the picture taken at his place?! He knows what you look like?! You have seen him! He has seen you in real life but me, your best friend, haven’t!!! You are breaking Covid 19 protection laws to take pictures?! Are you fucking serious, Y/N?!”

There’s a long moment of silence which frustrates me even more but I literally have run out of things to yell and the power to be angry. I mean, I still am, I just can’t express it.

“Rae, sweetheart, please calm down. You’re scary when you’re mad.“ This girl has some fucking nerve! She’s on the verge of laughing!

“Listen here you...“

“Rae, please stop scaring my girlfriend.“ That oh so distinguishable, oh so familiar voice interrupts me.

I am flabbergasted, for a lack of a better term.

“Now that we’ve got you quiet, I can explain.“ Y/N pics up the conversation, “Corpse and I have been dating for six, almost seven months now. We started dating around Easter after talking for quite some time. We moved in together at the end of September. All thanks to you, Rae. You’re the best.” She pauses to breathe in real quick, “There, all caught up?“

I’m in no less shock than I was before she explained. Actually, I think I might be even more confused now. It all just feels like a fever dream. “Yes...no. I don’t fucking know! I need details, Y/N!”

“Details later.“ Corpse makes his presence known once again, “We’re watching Family Guy right now. Talk to you later.“

“Love you, Rae!“ Y/N calls out before the line goes dead.

My arm goes limp, dropping my phone on the couch next to me.

“Motherfuckers” I mumble under my breath.

Y/N’s POV

It’s been a week since Rae has stopped talking to both Corpse and me. I know she just needs some time to cool off. In the meantime, the rest of our friends were informed and, as oppose to Rae, were nothing but supportive and overjoyed. I bet Rae feels the same way though. Sean, Dave and the rest of the gang have confirmed that she’s incredibly happy for us and says she noticed a spark between me and him since day one, but she can’t help but be mad at us, and especially me, for not telling her sooner.

“Any regrets?“ I remember Corpse asking me when we hung up on her after dropping the bomb.

“Not being able to see her face when she saw the picture.“ I beam at him, feeling as content as ever.

He laughs, agreeing with me before leaning down to kiss me.

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goldentsum · 3 years

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━ thirst posts - idol! reader

CHARACTERS: bakugou katsuki, todoroki shouto, kirishima eijirou, shinsou hitoshi, kaminari denki

GENRE: suggestive themes, crack

AUTHOR’S NOTE: finally, another bnha post-- my submissive and overstim fic on my bnha masterlist was lonely so i whipped up another bb HAHAHAHA UNEDITEDDDD

━ bakugou ♡

an angry boy that hides his feelings inside and in social media--.. he has multiple accounts that caters to different moods that he has, there’s the daddydom acct then theres the sweetbabyboi acct-- HE WOULD RATHER DIE THAN SOMEONE FINDING OUT HE HAS THE LATTER ACCOUNT

kacchan loves you because of the fact that you two were different but also similar, with him being angry and intimidating on the surface but a mess of feelings inside and with you being sweet and soft on the surface but a vixen inside

DUALITY-! TODOROKI DOESN’T EVEN COMPARE TO YOU WHEN IT COMES TO DUALITY-! bakugou would fight anyone for you if someone calls bullshit on you. he would 100% NO HESITATION would deck someone--

he def has thousands of pictures of you in his phone and laptop, the ratio of pics of him and other things to you is outstanding,, 1:8 def

HE ALSO SCREAMED ONE TIME WHEN YOU POSTED A VIDEO WITH YOU SHOWING YOUR DUALITY--! everyone in the dorm thought he was angry, in actuality he was hyperventilating because you’re so hot-- also this happens so frequently, class A doesn’t even address it

bakugou: [SCREAMING IN HIS ROOM]

class a: lol, yall hear something--

[(y/n)ssweetboi]: hOW CAN SOMEONE BE SO SOFT THEN TURN SO SINFULLY PRETTY?? I’M SO ANGRY AND SO ATTACKED RN-!! mOMMY NEEDS TO CALM THE TF DOWN AND SHOULD JUST WRAP THE HOLY THIGHS AROUND MY FACE-!

━ todoroki ♡

he’s basically the epitome of head empty just (y/n) 24/7 pls--

people would look at him and think, “huh, i wonder what goes inside that pretty head of his?” then todoroki’s brain just goes: “rAIL (Y/N) RAIL (Y/N) RAIL (Y/N) RAIL (Y/N) RAIL (Y/N) “

if someone has a mind-reading quirk, press f for them because of how sinful his thoughts are--

HE DOESN’T EVEN CARE IF ANYONE KNOWS HE’S THINKING OF LEWD THINGS! HE’S SO BRAVE PLS-! SO BRAVELY STUPID AND THIRSTY

in his room, he has a wall and altar that is dedicated for you. all of your merch, the past concert tickets and bands, polaroid pics he got in your albums, and polaroid pics of when he bought the royalty ticket are all on that wall-- yall wondering how he has all that money to afford that? three words. endeavor’s credit card.

this boy goes all out when you have a concert-! HE STAYS UP ALL NIGHT TO WAIT IN YOUR WEBSITE WAITING FOR THE SECOND THE PRE-SELLING OF TICKETS. he refreshes the site every 1 second pls--

shouto: [refreshing the site for the nth time at 3 AM] [clearly sleepy]

site: PRE-SELLING

shouto: [SHOOKEDT] [awake af] i AM SPEED-! CLICK YOU FU-

he’s also so cocky and boast-y on his account pls-! he’s so different in his main and irl

[officially_(y/n)sbabydaddy]: i GOT THE ROYALTY TICKET-! AGAIN! you peasants can’t relate, huh. press f for all of you. i’m going to see my baby mama again <3 a little fact for yall, (y/n) smells really good <3 especially when she’s sweating 🥴 bet she tastes amazing as she smells <3

━ kirishima ♡

baby kiri is still a little shy about mentioning that he likes you and kpop but that doesn’t mean if someone ask him about kpop, he’ll act like he hates it or he doesn’t know.

A CLOSET HARD STAN THOUGH

hard stan kiri goes HARD FR like his quirk and his dicc AND HE CAN’T BE STOPPED IF HE STARTS

he has you being pretty as usual as his lockscreen and got all giddy and happy when his grandmother ask if you were his girlfriend,, bet your ass that kiri said that you are-!

inside his phone though, is a completely different matter-.. this boy has all sort of thirst pics of you! and he gets a little shy when he stares at your pictures for a little too long and makes eye contact with you in the pic LIKE HE WASN’T JUST THINKING ABOUT SOMETHING LEWD-!

he and kaminari binge watches you and your group’s web series and THEY ALWAYS WATCH YOUR COMEBACK TOGETHER AND SCREAM TOGETHER

kaminari thinks kiri is a soft stan and tries to get him to join the dark side aka the hard stan side of twitter-- what kaminari doesn’t know is that kiri is on there already and also creates contents here and there 👀

kaminari: bruhh-! look at this edit of (y/n) as a demon-!

kirishima: [looking at the video he edited all night] wow--

[rockhardfor(y/n)]: if you see something in my pants- PLEASE ITS NOT A WEAPON AND JUST MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS! i don’t wanna go through that again as i try to explain that a video of a queen throwing it back is the cause of that-- </3

━ shinsou ♡

HIM AND TODOROKI ARE THE SAME WITH HOW THEIR THOUGHTS GET 0-100 REAL QUICK-! LEWD THOUGHTS ARE LIVING RENT FREE IN THEIR BRAIN PLS--

also that tired look on shinsou’s face is not showing what really goes on his head bUT unlike todoroki, he gets conscious of his thoughts when he gets to the real nasty parts when he’s daydreaming as he remembers there’s people with quirks around him

shinsou: [thinks about you getting your guts rearranged by him] hehe~ <3

also shinsou internally: [realizes that someone might know what he’s thinking about] 002223444212487537924 lah la la la laaa! i’m thinking of rabbits-... yeah rabbits lol fluffy rabbits that hops across the garden- nothing dirty here. just pure innocent thoughts

shinsou also creates and reads fanfiction-- as soon as that bell rings, he would zoom zoom out of that classroom and into his room to read smuts

then he gets inspired and he stays up all night to write THE DIRTIEST SMUT ANYONE HAS EVER READ-!! the piece gets A LOT of hearts and comments and he’s PROUD PROUD

now he also has commissions for fanfiction and shinsou is getting money because of how perverted his thoughts are-! he’s also so talented in writing! HE LEGIT GOES INTO DETAILS SO PEOPLE ARE LIKE: “WOAH-!! HOLY WATERRR”

it’s a win-win for shinsou, he can turn his fantasies into stories and GETS money for it? bruh, fap material AND GET CASH <3

[(y/n)as_akittycat]: so is anyone not gonna comment on what (y/n) was doing in the background? KITTY WAS ON H E R KNEESS-!! bruh, kitty is flexible- ya’ll know what this means, right? mORE POSITIONS-! <3

━ kaminari ♡

this boy has no filter THEN HAS THE AUDACITY TO GET EMBARRASS BY IT-! LIKE AREN’T YOU THE ONE WHO SAID, “i want to fuck (y/n) so hard that her ancestors could feel it-”

so are you not gonna do it? bruh, talk about empty promises-

HE MAKES SHINSOU SHOOKEDT WITH THINGS HE SAYS AND THAT TIRED BOY MAKES SMUTS-! shinsou def uses kaminari’s lines in his fanfics pls whatta power duo

kaminari: i wanna shove my dick down in (y/n)’s throat and cum so deep, you could see it trailing down her throat--

shinsou: [SHOOKEDT] what the fuck dude?

also shinsou internally: wRITE THAT DOWN! WRITE THAT DOWN-!

ONE TIME, he got too excited when you posted a video of your choreography wearing those tiny shorts and he short-circuited-- he really went: “wIEEE~”

he’s cautious now not too excited, especially when he’s outside and you post out of no where

it’s also a miracle that his twitter account is still running with how erotic and lewd he gets in his tweets-- HE ALSO RETWEETS EDITS OF YOUR MOANS IN HIS FEED-! IN HIS MAIN ACCOUNT! HE DOESN’T EVEN HAVE A FAN ACCOUNT

he’s either REALLY FUCKING brave or just plain stupid. maybe both idk

[(y/n)k.denki]: have you ever just look at someone and go, “wow, i would really wanna fuck you hard right now” because i do. everytime i see my queen-- LET ME HIT (Y/N)-! I’LL BE GOOD I SWEARRRRRR

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strawberrymilkgeorge · 3 years

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Part Four. "You hosted me?? In MINECRAFT??"

warnings: swearing but that’s it (i think)! just karl being a goof and dream being a little shit but whats new word count: 3k (not ncluding pictures)

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Y/n sat to Karl's left, out of the camera's view as he scrolled through Twitter on his PC.

"Um... oh, how did you guys meet?" Karl read before looking offscreen at Y/n. "Uh... school?"

"What? I was going to make up a funny story but I'm appalled by the seriousness in your voice! Is that really how you think we met?"

The embarrassment on his face answered her question. "Karl! I'm two years younger than you, how would we meet have met at school?"

"I don't know!" he said back defensively, raising his shoulders. "Clubs?"

"Like I was in any of the nerd clubs you were in."

"Well, then, how did we meet?"

Y/n sighed with a laugh. "Our moms–"

"Oh, wait wait, I remember!" he cut her off, excitedly looking towards Y/n. "Our moms are friends and they forced us to hang out." He smiled proudly and looked back to his screen as he continued scrolling for good questions. "If I'm honest, I only still hang out with you because my mom makes me."

Y/n smacked Karl's arm and he laughed but pretended to be hurt. "WHAT THE HONK, BUGSY?!"

"I can't stand you. I barely hit you, nimrod."

Karl giggled and read another one. "How tall is Bugsy? Two feet, four inches."

"No, I'm 7'6," Y/n lied easily and Karl laughed.

"How tall are you actually?"

'I think 5'10 or something? Maybe 5'11. I'm not 6' but I'm taller than you for sure, I know that much–"

"Okay, you are not taller than me. Just to be clear. Chat, Bugsy is not taller than me."

"Yes, I am. Wanna test it?"

"No," he replied quietly in defeat.

"Because you know I'm right," Y/n laughed as her eyes flicked over to read chat. They were spamming their surprise, expecting her to be short. "Yeah, no, chat, I'm tall. I'm taller than Karl."

"Only because your shoes make you tall! Doc Martens are tall and that's pretty much all you wear!"

"You're shorter than me when I'm barefoot!"

"That's literally false. Like completely."

"Just accept it, shorty."

"I'll accept that you're taller than George and Sapnap, but not me. I'm barely taller than you but I'm still taller."

"Whateverrrr. I'll move on to protect your dignity."

Karl ignored her and laughed, pointing to a message from Dream in Karl's chat.

"Dream said I have short girl energy," Y/n read.

"You kinda do."

"What does that even mean?"

"You're shy around new people and you act all sweet."

"So tall girls can't be shy and sweet? Or shy and sweet girls can't be tall?"

"Stop twisting my words," Karl groaned.

"Also, wait, what do you mean I act sweet? Am I not?"

"No, you are. But I mean you also aren't when you don't want to be. Upset Bugsy is scary Bugsy."

Y/n frowned, not recalling a time she's ever been angry or upset at Karl but she let him move on. He pointed to another tweet as he looked at Y/n, giving her an 'I told you so' look. She read it before shaking her head at him.

"Don't read that one."

"Pleeease, can I answer?"

"No!" she whisper-shouted. I don't want to be shipped with him for asking or you for answering, she mouthed so Karl's chat couldn't put together clues.

"Are you assuming I'll answer positively?" he teased, earning him a hard smack on the arm.

Y/n couldn't help but notice every time she put her hands in the frame, which was usually to hit Karl, half of the chat turned into simps requesting a hand pic because they could see her bracelets and nail polish and now that they knew she was tall they wanted to see how big her hands were. They really wanted every crumb of content they could have regarding her looks. She caught one that said something pretty kinky about her hands which she tried to scrub from her mind immediately.

"Fine," Karl sighed at her request to not read Dream's tweet out loud, instead reading another. "Bestie sleepover? Yes! Bestie sleepover! Bugsy and I are gonna cuddle all night--"

"No, we aren't. I'm sleeping on a completely different bed. Or couch. Nowhere near you."

"WHY DO YOU HATE ME?"

"Karl! Stop trying to get me to cuddle with you!" Y/n laughed as she pushed away his arms, which were trying to give her a hug. "You're a freaking heater and I don't like touching people!"

"That's my worst nightmare in a friend, how did I end up with you?"

"No idea. Deal with it. It's still a bestie sleepover even if we don't cuddle."

Karl giggled and looked back at his stream. "Oh, by the way, in case anyone ever wanted to know or was Dreaming about it, Bugsy is very cute. Just thought I'd mention it in case anyone was wondering or if anyone tweeted specifically asking..."

Y/n smacked his arm again as she yelled, "Karl!"

He grabbed his arm in dramatic pain as if it had been cut off. "Ow! Ow! Bugsy hit me!" he cried as he fell to the floor. "Oh my gosh. Someone call a doctor!"

"I cannot stand you," Y/n informed as she stared down at him. She glanced at chat, who were all joking about how bad his condition was, saying things like they might have to amputate his arm. "Chat, don't encourage him. Oh, Karl I know what we can do!"

"As long as I don't need two arms for it..." his voice still laced with fake pain.

"Karl Jacobs."

"What is it?"

"Give me a tour of Dream's SMP. Dream whitelisted me yesterday."

"Oh, yeah! What could have possibly made you think of him?" he teased as he got back in his chair.

Y/n glared at him and he cowered slightly.

"Minecraft, yes. There's a PC in the other room you can play on. Do you need help setting it up?"

"No, I've streamed once or twice," Y/n teased as she stood up.

"I'm just trying to be a good host! Gosh!"

"Wait, I have to cross over to leave the room."

"Just do it? What's the issue? Literally no problem, just walk?" he joked before zooming in his camera on his face so it took up the whole screen. Y/n laughed as she went across the room, chat now forced to look at disturbingly close footage of Karl staring directly into the camera with his eyes crossed.

Y/n called Karl on Discord after logging in. "Hi, Karl and Karl's stream."

"Are you on yet?"

"I'm logging in to my Minecraft account right now."

"Okay, join a vc on the smp discord so others can talk to us if we run into anyone. I'll be over in a minute, just give me a bit to read some donations." They both muted, leaving Y/n to herself.

She typed in the IP address to the server and joined a random voice channel that no one was in. She spawned and looked around, confused by the cobblestone wall around her. Her phone lit up so she occupied herself with the texts from Naomi.

A green figure caught her eye on the screen and she looked up. In the distance was Dream's infamous green Minecraft skin punching the air as he faced her. He ran towards her and stopped in front of her. She set her phone down and slid it away, crouching as his character did the same.

Dream whispers to you: are you streaming you whisper to Dream: no but Karl is and he's about to get on to tour me Dream whispers to you: hmmm okay here

He uncrouched and dropped a few diamond blocks before punching the air again and running away.

Dream whispers to you: shh don’t tell anyone you whisper to Dream: omg :D ty <3 you whisper to Dream: first twitch donos now mc donos you whisper to Dream: rich man over here giving out money and diamonds to everyone like it's candy Dream whispers to you: no, only to you Dream whispers to you: a little gift before our date ;) Dream whispers to you: oh and this

He came back and paused in front of Y/n before dropping a red poppy and sprinting away again. She acted cool despite the huge smile on her face.

you whisper to Dream: charming you whisper to Dream: you give me a flower and dart away before I can properly thank you Dream whispers to you: oh yeah? how would you have thanked me?

Y/n smiled, her cheeks flaming up as a dirty thought entered her mind. Stop, he's not flirting, she told herself. It’s literally a block game and he’s not flirting.

you whisper to Dream: guess we'll never know ;) KarlJacobs joined the game

"I'm back," Karl's voice filled her headset as he joined her voice channel, snapping her out of her thoughts. "Where are you?"

Y/n looked away from the chat in Minecraft and turned around in the game. "Still at spawn. Some forest and cobblestone walls."

"Go left and I'll meet you halfway."

As she ran, the Minecraft chat reappeared with new messages for everyone to see.

<Dream> hey Karl <KarlJacobs> hello Dream <Dream> thanks for answering my question on your stream <KarlJacobs> just doing my civil duty as a bugsy dream shipper <KarlJacobs> official petition for the name to be dreamsy <Dream> signed

"Oh my gosh," Y/n muttered, making Karl laugh.

"What?" Karl asked innocently, but his laugh was maniacal. "Oh, I found you. This way! I built everything on the server, by the way. So if anything is impressive, just remember that I did it."

"Karl, that's the biggest lie you've ever told me. I watch the lore videos."

"Well, I did build it all so I don't know what to tell you. Let's go this way first."

Y/n followed as he showed her stuff, including background and unknown facts about things that have happened off stream. After the tour, they messed around the chessboard. At some point, she found a blue cornflower and turned to Karl.

"Do you have an anvil?"

"I don't exactly have one on me at the moment but I think there's one over here. What for?"

She killed some chickens with her fist to gain XP so she could carry out the task in mind. "I need to name this flower I found." She followed him a few blocks away and clicked the anvil and named the flower 'love, bug'. "Okay, thanks."

"Why did you name it?"

"It's a gift for someone."

"Me?" he asked as his character jumped up and down.

"No. My presence is your gift."

"Ouch. You know, honestly, I'm really hurt by that. Like, why would you say that to me? It's just sorta rude."

"Fine, I'll go get you a flower."

"Well, I don't want it if it isn't sincere. Who's that one for?"

"...no one."

"Tell me or I'll keep complaining about not getting a gift."

"I can deal with that."

"Okay, then tell me or I'll make you sleep in my bed and I'll smother you to death with my affection."

"Ah, okay, fine. It's for Dream."

"Wow you really hate me that much!" Karl laughed.

"No, I'm just not touchy like you!" she defended. She always worried she offended Karl since he was so physically affectionate towards his friends but she just wasn't a physical person.

"Oh, speaking of Dream..." he turned and Y/n followed his characters line of sight, having to zoom in to see the green figure perched at the top of a tree.

"He's very menacing."

"He does that."

<Bugsy> come here pls dream <Bugsy> i have a gift :]

Dream ran towards Y/n and stopped in front of her expectedly. She looked at Karl then back at Dream and dropped the gift, backing up after and crouching.

His character picked it up and held it, pausing to read the name. After a moment, he slowly looked up at Y/n's character before jumping and spinning in circles. Y/n hid her smile in her sleeve even though no one could see her.

<Dream> wait lemme see the one I gave you <Bugsy> what D: <Dream> I wanna name it

"What is going on?" Karl giggled.

"Gift exchange. Mind your own business."

"Woah!" Karl gasped dramatically. "Uncalled for."

Dream came back and dropped the renamed flower for her. Y/n picked it up and hovered over it to read the name.

'host, dream'

She gasped and started punching his character. He backed up and ran away but joined the call seconds later.

"Wait! Stop hitting me!" Dream yelled into her headset.

Y/n laughed, trying to contain her smile as she continued to hit the green character. "Dream! Are you kidding? I tried being all cute and you hosted me?? In MINECRAFT??"

"It was a joke! You said something like that to Wilbur on Twitter a while ago, I was just using your humor!" Dream's giggles filled Y/n's headphones and she smiled but quickly dropped it so her voice could sound serious.

"Give it back."

Dream looked at her before letting out a small, "What?"

"Give me back the flower so I can go burn it with the other one."

"Bugsy!"

"What is going on?" Karl asked through a cackle. "Dream, did you hurt Bugsy??"

"Yes, Karl! He hurt my feelings! He gave me a flower and gave it back to name it something mean!"

Dream just laughed so Y/n punched him again.

"Dream! You can't hurt Bugsy!" Karl defended, also punching Dream.

All Y/n could hear was the sound of Dream wheezing, his character running as the two chased him. "Stop! You guys are so– STOP HITTING ME!"

"Fine," Y/n finally said, crouching and facing the ground as she walked into a corner to look like she was pouting. "I'm just not going to go on any Minecraft dates anymore."

"Wait, no," Dream protested in a soft voice, his character stopping to look at her's. "Take that back."

"Heart been broke so many times..."

"You're so stupid."

Karl gasped happily. "You guys have a Minecraft date? Can I help plan it?!"

"We did. In exchange for letting you give me the tour. But I've changed my mind since I've been so betrayed."

"Oh my gosh, you're so..." Dream trailed off but his wide smile could be heard through his voice.

"So what? Finish that sentence, Dream," Y/n dared teasingly.

"So... ANNOYING!"

"DREAM! SAY YOU'RE SORRY!" Karl yelled.

"Okay! I'm sorry! Bug, I'm so sorry. Really. Please let me... let me rename your flower something cute. It'll make you so happy that you'll fall in love with me all over again and–and we can go on our date. Please don't burn our flowers."

"And what if I don't give them to you?"

"I'll just kill you and pick them off your corpse."

"Woooooowwww. Okay, it's like that?"

"Yes, it is like that," he said through a smile. It was so apparent in his voice that he was grinning like a kid on Christmas morning.

<Ranboo> how is the tour going Bugsy was shot by Dream using DEFINITELY NOT PENIS <Ranboo> ah going well I see

Bugsy screamed in her mic as the death screen appeared. "DREAM!"

"You took too long!" He wheezed as Bugsy respawned.

"I don't know where I am!"

"Hold on, I'll avenge you!" Karl declared before he died too.

"You thought you could kill me with your fists? Karl, you're naked and I'm wearing full Netherite."

"You weren't when I started punching you! You pulled that out of thin air!"

<Ranboo> canon

Y/n smiled at Ranboo's comment. She had never talked to him but she knew he and Tubbo were close friends and he seemed really funny. He had already proved he had a dry sense of humor in the 30 minutes she was on the SMP and she loved that. Y/n made a mental note to befriend him before returning to being drama queen to Dream.

"So, Dream, now that you've made me an enemy–"

"WhAT? We are not enemies, Bug. I'm actually naming a flower something really cute as we speak. Enemies don't do that."

"Maybe I'm not your enemy but you sure are mine."

"Oh come on now," he mumbled lowly, running chills down her spine. What the hell was that?? "What do I have to do to make it up to you?"

"You-you murdered me in cold blood. Nothing will make it up."

"So I could get the flower! It was out of love! So I could give you a better present! Does that count for nothing?"

"Hm," she hummed. "We'll see what new name you come up with and then I'll decide."

Karl and Y/n got back to the chessboard and waited for Dream to return with his new flower.

Breaking character and turning towards her best friend, Y/n laughed at Karl. "Sorry for distracting from our BFF shenanigans time."

"This is way more entertaining," Karl assured. "Me and my chat got front row seats to the Dreamsy love saga."

"Shut up," she mumbled as she punched him in-game.

"OW! STOP PUNCHING ME SO MUCH!"

"Okay, okay, I'm back!!" Dream announced and they saw his figure sprinting and jumping towards them. He dropped the flower for Y/n and stepped back, crouching and standing repeatedly.

Y/n picked up the flower and hovered over it to read the name.

"Is it worthy of your forgiveness, Bugsy? Does it pass the vibe check?" Karl asked with a giggle.

Y/n bit her lip as she smiled at her screen.

to the prettiest girl in the world. love, dream <3

It was a joke, obviously. He was just continuing the joke of flirting with her like he does on Twitter just like Sapnap and Karl and George and Quackity do. They all joke about flirting with her and this was another joke.

But it still gave her tummy butterflies.

"Bug?" Dream called softly.

But why would he joke like that when neither of them were streaming? Karl's chat wouldn't see it so there was no one to point in feeding into the joke, unless he meant for Y/n to show Karl? She was overthinking. She needed to play it cool.

She also needed an enderchest so no one could find it and no one could take it away from her and destroy it but they didn’t need to know she liked it that much.

"Mmm.... it'll do."

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A/N: yeeee hope you guys liked this one! i think this is my favorite so far i just think dream was being too cute and i wanna be best friends with karl so much it hurts. we’re gonna get deeper into the dream relationship soon!! i just needed to indugle in bff karl content real quick!!!

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persephoneflouwers · 2 years

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Persephone references in Harry’s art

By now, you should know I rant a loooot about stuff like this. I read this today and I thought “okay it kinda makes sense why don’t I start navigate the dark side of mythology on the internet and see what I can find?”. So that’s what I did and let me say… I am not disappointed. Must be useful to give a fast read to some of the previous chapters, though. So here:

Pierrot

The moon and She

philosophical trip and some bowie reference of fine line

Why do I think this is interesting? First of all, it’s art and there’s myth, so that makes my eyes glittering i swear. What we are talking about is the myth of Persephone. Persephone (for the greek, proserpina for the Romans) was Demetra and Zeus’ daughter.

This is the most famous work of art about this myth, I guess. It’s called “Il ratto di Proserpina” by Bernini (my love). You can see it in Villa borghese museums in Rome. Look at this.

LOOK AT THIS. It seems like that’s a real thigh, ffs!

Also… TEARS? Do you remember somebody showing pearls for tears on Harryween…?

Anyway… here’s few interesting things about this myth. (Again thank you to this person on twitter, but I would love to read something else about this if you know anyone who wrote something).

First of all, Persephone has always been connected to the pomegranate. Hades tricked her into eating pomegranate seeds. The law said if you eat something in underworld, you can never leave the underworld again. Persephone ate 6 seeds so she was forced to go back to Hades for 6 months per year. Here you have Harry eating a pomegranate during that iconic photoshoot. Honestly the first thing I asked myself was why the pomegranate and not the watermelon since you know… it’s the most hyped song from fine line for example?

Secondly, the daffodils. When Hades kidnapped Persephone to bring her to the underworld and possibly marry her, she was collecting daffodils (narcisus). And there you have the daffodils on Harry’s cardigan. I guess it was around the same time the stunt shitshow started like the “bring back mainly man” pics too… and it was odd.

All that interview is just some painful thing hard to watch.

So what if…? What if this is just the umpteenth metaphor H uses to tell us he, just like Persephone, left home so young not knowing where they would end up and, just like her, he had some seeds once and now he can’t leave that place for good? That’s kinda sad, I know.

To be precise, some sources say it wasn’t a pomegranate but poppy seeds, because of the opium and all. Hello Carolina! this is the only time I found harry wearing poppy flowers. Look at this little greek statue of an angel so cute and pretty. The prettiest crioforos of all the time!

Persephone has a strong iconography made of flowers in general really. Like—

Also, I wanna leave the usual random coincidence related to Persephone cause why not? Not the butterfly….

Third, let’s talk about Persephone’s character per se. What’s obvious about her is she not only lives a double life, on the Earth for spring/summer and under earth for fall/winter, but there’s also a double self: Persephone, the so called Kore, the young lady, and Persephone the queen of the underworld.

The Kore is also called “moon”. That’s— aaaaah! I can’t believe everything gravitates around the same things! Anyway. The kore/moon is the juvenile and bizarre self living in a state of excitement, but also anxiety and uncertainty, fantasy, instability in evolution. The Queen of the Underworld is more harmonious, strong, rational, calm.

When I read about this I immediately thought of this constant duality always following H art like a shadow. The fine line between reality and the dream, between female and male, between things I can and things I can’t, between human and fish (like a mermaid you know), between awakeness and dream, between what you are and what they think you are.

Fun fact: Persephone was in love with Adonis, Aphrodites’ lover. How could her compete with the Nonetheless Goddess of Love? Poor Persephone. I can see her under a tree among some pink and yellow and white flowers sweetly singing “I got a girl crush. I hate to admit it but I got a heart rash it aint slowing down…”

Honestly I’ll end this here cause I feel lost in my own thoughts but I just wanted to show off like always for nothing lmao

Happy Louis’ Day! 🧡

Adding this just for the records: video (edit 03.01.2022)

#harry and proserpina #harry as persephone #persephone references #greek mythology stuff #usual rant #this is so random or is it?#random thoughts honestly #maybe i am on drugs please forgive me or ignore me #my brain is off

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chrisevansmaid · 3 years

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Virginal

Summary: You go to a beach town in search of losing your virginity. The server at dinner is extra cute but it's also young Chris evans.

*this pic is from chris’s twitter*

MUST BE 18+!!!!

I see everyone saying this, so 18+ pleaseeeee. Begoneeeee youngins

Pairing: Chris Evans x female!reader, Young!Chris Evans x minor!reader, (Name inserted but you can switch it to yours)

Word Count: 3393

Perspective: Reader

Warnings: SMUTTT, p in v, mentions of smoking weed / dab pen, oral sex (female receiving), FLUFF AND ANGST, high sex, lowkey rough sex, dirty talk, degrading dirty talk, EXPLICIT sexual content, age gap, minor having sex with non-minor (17F with 20M),

Authors note:

FIRST FIC YAY!!!!!! Don't be mean pls <3.

I’m really bad at tenses so if it keeps switching from present to past tense sorry. The only grammar corrector I’m using is grammarly so if something doesn’t make sense oopsie, I’m too lazy from spending a while on this fic to go anal and analyze every sentence for errors.

Okay so… I’m a pisces which basically means I can never stop daydreaming. Also the backstory is lowkey gonna be my backstory lol. This is how I wished I lost my virginity plus make it Chris evans.

*THIS IS NOT BASED OFF OF CHRIS ITS FULLY FROM MY IMAGINATION*

Idk I'm bored and it's summer so I have nothing to do. YES THIS IS ABOUT A MINOR BUT IN MY STATE THE AGE OF CONSENT IS 16 SO CHILL.

18+ PLEASE STOP READING NOW IF YOU ARE A MINOR

So I’m a virgin. Not because I am a prude or anything, but it never worked. I like to self diagnose so my conclusion is I have vaginismus. That is basically rolled into my cervix/vagina clenches up whenever I try to have sex so no dick fits in and if anything does fit it's incredibly painful. It's not a matter of being turned on cus I could have Niagara Falls in my panties and it still wouldn’t work, trust me. Even being fingered was awful and I’ve been fingered like 10 times and none of them were enjoyable. My sister says I’m just really tight. Idk. I can finger myself and it's good-ish, I mean how far up can you reach with your own hand?

But I’ve had enough of being a virgin and I just want someone to blow my back out. Preferably some sexy older guy. And because I’m sick and tired of having an untapped pussy I’ve devised a plan. I am going to the beach in a week or so and I am going to find the guy who I had my first kiss with and have him fuck me. Or some other hot guy I meet. But to make sure my inhibitions are lowered and my vagina doesn’t clench from nerves I am gonna get a little high before.

1 week later.

My mom, stepdad, and I arrive at the beach and it is so pretty. I love this beach. It brings back so many good memories. I am rooming with my childhood friend, Sarah, and she knows I want to get fucked. We’ve snuck out before and we are so excited for this week. I take a picture of the beach and put it on my Snapchat story with my location tagged. This will let my first kiss know I’m near him so he can hit me up to fuck me.

The day goes by kinda slow because all I could think of was walking up and down the boardwalk trolling for hot men. Finally, night comes and all the families that are at the beach go to dinner. I was kinda bored but then our server came. He was something else.

“Hi my name’s Chris and I’ll be your server tonight.” Ugh. Even his voice made my whole body warm up. His greenish blue eyes stared into my soul as he took my order. His dirty blonde hair was perfectly quaffed and the way his black shirt hugged his biceps was absolutely sinful. Okay yes, he was probably in his early twenties but who said I was ageist. If anything an older man would know how to fuck a woman better than any stupid high school senior that I would meet.

I got up to go to the bathroom and saw Chris on my way. We locked eyes and didn't break contact until I went into the bathroom. As I stepped out of the bathroom I saw him again. It looked like he was waiting for me. His body was leaned up against the wall across from the bathroom I had just exited. He stopped me and said “Call me.” and handed me a piece of paper. Before I had a chance to say anything he turned and I was watching his perfect ass walk away.

I went back to the table as if nothing happened. I don’t think anyone noticed my uncontrollable smile. Throughout the dinner, I could not tear my eyes away from our sexy server. I think Sarah noticed but I was gonna tell her about it when my parents weren’t right there. We finished dinner and all went back to the beach house. When we got back I told Sarah and she was so shook. We were racking our brains on what I should text Chris. I didn’t want to come off too strong but also I wanted this man to fuck me. So we settled on:

“Hey”

Yes. I know it's lame but he’s older defffffinitely older and I can’t act too young. Ugh, I am so scared of his response it's absolutely killing me. Sarah, two other girls that came to the beach, and I decide to go out for ice cream. At least ice cream would take my mind off waiting for a response. As we wait in line I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I pull it out and it’s Chris.

“I thought I told you to call me” His response is very bold but for some reason, it only intrigues you more. Immensely more. I show Sarah and she smiles.

“Guess who’s getting her wish tonight.”

“Oh my god,” I respond. “What do I say?” I am literally so scared that he will think I’m too young or too much of a child.

“Um, don’t say anything. Call him.” Sarah says it like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

Do I actually call him? I’m literally getting the worst knots in my stomach and now I have to shit and I’m literally so nervous over a phone call. I am not a spontaneous person. AT ALL.

“Okay, I’m gonna call him.” I say to Sarah after literally pondering this for 5 minutes.

Oh god. This is so scary. I tell Sarah to get me a vanilla ice cream with rainbow sprinkles and I step out of the line. I go to the walkway near the ice cream shop away from the crowd so I can hear better. I dial his number and put the phone to my ear.

It rings like 3 times and he picks up.

“Hey.” He says and his voice is even sexier than I remember.

“Hey.” I literally didn’t know what to say and I am pacing up and down the sidewalk.

“So you must be the hot girl I gave my number to.”

“And you must be the sexy server.” Some wave of confidence came over me and that was the best response I could come up with.

“So what’s your name?”

“Olivia and if I remember correctly, your name is...” I paused to let him fill in the blank

“Chris.”

“Chris, that's right.” I wanted to come off like I didn’t hang onto every word he said and so I played it off like his name wasn’t already filling my fantasies.

“So Liv, when am I gonna see you again?” He asks and this caught me a little off guard that he would jump straight to the point but I guess why prolong the inevitable.

“I don’t know, when are you free?”

“Can I pick you up tonight around 12?” Ugh yes. My plan was filling out nicely.

“Sounds great.” I mean what else am I supposed to say?

“Send me where you’ll be and I’ll pick you up then.” His assertive tone was a panty fucking dropper.

“Okay. See you then Chris.” I’ve picked up from my previous male experiences that if you say a guy's name he’ll be more inclined to fuck you. I mean I totally pulled that out of my ass but I wanted to sound like a confident vixen, not some 17 year old virgin.

“Bye Liv.” The way he made up a nickname for me had me reddening in my cheeks and warming in my core. I say bye and hang up. As soon as the call ends I’m running back to Sarah and telling her every little detail. Okay, I really needed to get back home and shit.

Sarah, the other girls, and I go back to the house and hang out for like an hour, and then it’s 11 and all the parents are asleep. I need to start preparing. So I take a phat shit and then shower even though I showered before dinner but I need to wash off my nervous sweats. I shave everywhere and when I get out I lotion my entire body, put on my sexy lingerie, and douse myself with perfume. I do my makeup but it’s simple and of course waterproof. I text Chris the address of the beach house but tell him to pick me up a couple houses down. I tell Sarah she needs to sneak out with me so if we get caught I can pretend me and her were just hanging outside the house. Sarah and I sneak out the back and bring her cart. I take a couple hits to calm myself down because god forbid I tense up before he can get his dick in. It's like 11:55. God my stomach is in knots.

It’s 12. ‘Oh god’ I think to myself. I see a white range rover pull up at the end of the block. I say bye to Sarah and walk to the car. I see his face. Oh, fuck still sexy. I open his car door and jump into the passenger seat.

“Hey.” I say

“Hey, Liv.” He says back. Him saying that little nickname he gave me is so much hotter in person. So so so much hotter. I think he knows what it does to me because his lips curl into a smirk. “Let’s go for a drive.” Chris says.

“Okay, I’m down.” I say back and kinda rethinking saying ‘I’m down’ because he is definitely rethinking how old I am.

We start driving around and talking and thank god the radio is on to fill any silence there could be. It’s on the country station and him liking country music is literally another added bonus. Then When it Rains it Pours comes on and I say “Omg I love this song.”

“Really?” He says back. “I’ve never met a girl as pretty as you that actually likes country music.”

“Are you kidding? I love country music.” I say back not noting he just called me pretty. We mindlessly chat for like 20 minutes and Chris pulls the car into an empty parking lot that overlooks the whole beach town.

“This is so pretty.” I say in awe of the gorgeous view. I can see from the corner of my eye that Chris is just looking at me.

“Not as good as my view.” He says back in a soft tone that has me melting to the floor of the car. I look back at him and we sit in silence just staring into each other's eyes. I glance at his lips and they look so kissable. They are the perfect amount of plump without being too big. When I look back to his eyes he is still staring at me. His lips almost form a smile and he grabs and cheek and kisses me. It’s even better than each and every one of my fantasies. I grab the back of his neck and kiss him even harder back. Before I know it the kiss gets more rushed and Chris is running his hands along the curve of my back. Our lips are crashing into each others with fervor like no other. He pulls me into his lap and he ruts his hips upward. He takes his left hand and moves the seat back and starts kissing down my neck. His lips leave little bite marks and he reaches my bosoms. He pulls my tank top down and pulls my breasts out of my bra and sucks on my right nipple as he pinches the left. Soft mewls leave my lips and he stops to look at me and the rush of cold air sends goosebumps across my skin. He leans up and kisses my neck and leaves marks all the way to my ear lobe and whispers “Before I fuck you until you can’t remember your name, How old are you?”

Forming words is harder than I imagined so between pants I say back “17.”

“Perfect” he whispers back while still biting my neck. “Come here” he says as he opens the door. I hop off him and outside the car and see the tent forming in his pants. He picks me up and wraps my legs around him and pins me against the car door. He bites my lip and I can’t imagine anything better than this moment. While still mounted on his he opens the door to the backseat and lays me down. He gets on top of me and shuts the door behind him. He ruts against my core and his jeans rub against the soft fabric of my athletic shorts. Although my mind is completely fixed on his engorged cock a thought forms in my mind. What if he thinks I’ve done this before? What If I’m so bad he doesn’t even speak to me again? These thoughts completely cloud my mind and Chris notices.

“What's wrong?” he says as he pulls away. I glance at his bitten lips and pant trying to form words.

“Nothing just, I... I’m a virgin.” I blurt out. I am so scared I ruined the moment but his expression only intensifies.

“Oh well we just can’t have that now can we?” He says back and his lust blown pupils grow darker and he kisses me with such intensity my thoughts completely leave my mind. I could get drunk off the taste of him. Chris breaks the kiss and rips off his shirt showing his perfectly chiseled abs. I felt them through the cotton but seeing them right in front of my eyes makes my mouth open. My lips peak into a smile and he picks me up and places my back closer to the car door. He rips off my shorts and starts kissing down my neck to my navel and I run my fingers through his hair. My chest rises and falls quicker as his lips reach my red lace covered mound. His teeth grab the waistband and he pulls off my panties.

He inhales and says “So sweet.” His husky voice vibrating against my core. His kisses dance around my thighs. As more sounds leave my mouth Chris bites my skin. His hands hold my legs open as he licks down my folds. His tongue flickers across my clit leaving me trembling. I had never felt this way from anyone ever. My fingers run through his short dirty blonde hair and my nails dig into his scalp leaving crescent shaped indents. He slips his middle finger through my folds as he sucks on my clit. His fingers curl up hitting a spot I never knew existed. A feeling in my stomach starts intensifying and spreading through my entire body and I tremble in euphoria. Chris finger fucks me through my first ever orgasm. I shut my eyes tightly and when I open them Chris is staring right at me. I grab the hair on the nape of his neck and pull him back up to kiss me. I can taste myself still on his tongue as the material of his jeans rubs against my sensitive bud. His fingers pinch my nipples as he slips his tongue between my lips. I reach down and feel his throbbing cock through his pants. As I rub with the palm of my hand, throaty moans leave his mouth. Nothing was stronger than my desire to be fucked raw by this sex god. I pulled away from the kiss and say as I stare deep into his eyes “Fuck me Chris.” My words are efficacious to him.

He licked his lips like an animal locked onto his prey. “Don’t have to ask me twice.” He pulls down his jeans and takes his cock out of his boxers. I have seen a dick before but never that big. My mouth almost dropped to the floor. He pulled a condom out of the back of the seat and wrapped it around his cock. He pumped his dick a few times before running the head along my sodden folds. “You ready?” I had never been more ready for anything in my entire life. Unable to form words I nodded my head. Chris pushes his cock into me slowly. I gasped at the feeling. I wasn’t as tight as I usually was but it still stung. Each inch stung a little more until he bottomed out into me. He stilled. His breath was hot on my ear as our breathing synced. I gasped again as he pulled his hips back. I reached down and pulled him back into me.

“Don’t hold back.” I said. I wanted this to be as enjoyable for him as it was for me. Chris pulled out and thrust back into me again. The groans that left this throat made my pussy clench around him. He picks up his pace and pain turns into pleasure. My legs wrap around his thighs and I’m pulling him into me.

“You dirty little slut. So needy.” He whispered into my ear. The sound that escaped my lips drew him deeper in like a moth to a flame. Chris drives his cock into me faster so that all you can hear is breathy moans and the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin. Chris moves his hand to my throat and squeezes. I try to moan but they catch in my throat and I look back at Chris. His mouth is agape and he is staring deep into my eyes. He thrusts so deep my eyes roll back and I have to shut them. He grabs my chin and pulls my face to meet his. “Look at me. Don’t look away. I want to see your face as I make you cum on my dick.” His cock is hitting places he didn’t even reach when fingering me. Another orgasm rips through me and my body trembles harder this time. Chris fucks me through my orgasm and just as I regained my mental awareness I could feel another one coming on. Chris squeezes harder on my neck as he sucks on my hardened nipples. He bites my skin and takes his hand from my neck and reaches between our sweaty writhing bodies and pinches my clit. A guttural moan leaves my throat as another excruciatingly intense orgasm takes over my entire body. I can tell Chris isn’t far behind because his thrusts become sporadic and he puts all his body weight into his last thrust and stills. The noises he makes me wish he was still fucking me. He leans down to meet my lips once again but this time it is slower and more gingerly. He pulls his dick out and lays down on top of me.

We catch our breaths and I say. “Wow, that was.. fuck.”

Chris softly laughs and says “Who knew a 17 year old could have me in the palm of their hand.”

“Who knew a however-old-you-are would take my virginity.” I say with a smile on my face.

“I’m 20, I probably should have told you earlier.” He says looking a little guilty.

“Don’t worry it would have only turned me on more.” I laugh back and our lips join in a soft kiss.

Chris and I look at the dashboard and see it's 1:30 am. “Shit I should probably get home before my friend worries too much.” I say looking back at Chris and he nods. We sit up and reach down for our clothes. I reach for my underwear and Chris snatches it from my hands.

“These are mine now.” Chris smirks.

“Fine.” I put on my shorts and pull my top back on. Sadly Chris covers his humongous biceps with his shirt. I lean in and meet Chris with a kiss. We get back into our respective seats and Chris looks at me with a dumb smile.

“Why are you staring at me?” I say with a giggle.

“Oh, nothing.” Chris says and his smile only looks more like a 6 year old who just stole a cookie before dinner. I mean technically he did just steal something but that's beside the point. Chris puts the car back into drive and turns around to back up.

As he drives me home there's more small talk but then he asks “How long will you be in town?”

“A week,” I say. Chris’s dumb smile returns. “Okay, what's that smile for?”

Chris looks at me and says “I’m just excited to fuck you every night this week.”

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Analyzing the 5 plays in this drama club poster .From the bts pics of stranger things 4.

So... some of ya’ll know I'm going through the st s4 films given to us by the official st twitter + the films reffed in the show itself or mentioned by the Duffers in interviews .

So I decided to look at the plays mentioned here. Because even if we don't see the monologues in the show directly - the Duffers wouldn't name drop anything unless it inspired them in some way. Similar to films name dropped in the show. Tw : for some dark themes .

This is just a quick little analysis I decided to do since we probably won't get any new st content today (3/22). Nothing too deep. Just mentioning things that caught my interest especially cause these plays have a lot of narrative connections to the st s4 movies I've been watching.

Invitation to a march (Authur laurents)

Reminds me of the stancy/jancy love triangle. "A young woman is having second thoughts about doing the right thing and marrying a respectable , rich, kind, young man with good prospects.By way of a prewedding diversion, this woman becomes interested in the passionate but poor and entirely unsuitable son of a local landlord.Basically, the plot concerns the efforts of Norma Brown to choose between a conventional fiance who "puts her to sleep" but is wealthy (like what her own mother did) or go for this new-poor guy. The play is principally interested in how this youthful love triangle affects the three mothers involved (whether the kids like it or not)

12th night (Shakespeare)

- viola (el) wrongly assumes a family member (hopper) is dead. She dresses up as a man named 'cesario'. A girl named Olivia falls for 'cesario' (violet dressed as a man). "Finally, when 'Cesario' and Sebastian (violet's twin brother: assumed to have drowned - Will) appear in the presence of Olivia there is more wonder and confusion at their physical similarity. Taking Sebastian for 'Cesario', Olivia asks him to marry her, and they are secretly married in a church. Cough if Olivia is 'straight' cause she fell for Viola (as a doppleganger dressed like her twin brother).Mike being into el who multiple characters in s1 said looked like a boy and specifically like Will is...suspish and a hint he's not straight lol. just like Olivia they're both into guys . plus, this play just has a butt load of love triangles (ugh i hated that aspect). There was also romantically coded letters (which was in the s4 films) . One character is also thrown into an insane asylum and framed as 'insane'.'Pretending that Malvolio is insane, they lock him up in a dark chamber. Feste visits him to mock his insanity'. We all know the psych hospital will be narratively important- talked about it more here.

The seagull (Anton Chekhov-russian)

similar to how I believed s4 will show m*#even already broken up since the months between s3-4 : act 3 (s3) ends with Nina begging for one last chance to be with Trigorin before he leaves/moves away. They kiss and make plans to meet again in Moscow.And in act 4 there's a timeskip where it shows they've been broken up for a long time between acts- and its established they never actually loved eachother. Do i even have to spell out why this parallels the m*#even ending in s3? There is also a play within the play (this is common in a lot of the st films- they have plays- or a story within a story- which illustrate certain themes or emotions of the characters within said film : blackswan, children of paradise, highschool musical, Rushmore, book of Henry, welcome to marwen, never ending story, romancing the stone, wet hot American summer, etc).The play is Konstantin's latest attempt at creating a dense symbolist work. There is also alot of love triangles in the seagull. TW!: for se#ual ab*se/su*cidal thoughts/ inc*st (here and in other play segments). The seagull motif reminds me a lot of Jonathan's rabbit story.Konstantin romantically into Nina shows up to give her a gull that he has shot. Nina is confused and horrified . Trigorin sees the gull that Konstantin has shot and muses to Nina on how he could use it as a subject for a short story: "The plot for the short story: a young girl lives all her life on the shore of a lake. She loves the lake, like a gull, and she's happy and free, like a gull. But a man arrives by chance, and when he sees her, he destroys her, out of sheer boredom. Like this gull." This immediately reminded me of jon's rabbit story and some of the movies on the s4 list . Like in forrest gump- Jenny (who is poor) was se*ually ab*sed as a very young girl by her father. As a child she runs away into a field-away from her alcoholic father yelling at her -there she prays that she can "be a bird so I can fly far far away" .

Jenny as an adult struggles with this unresolved trauma- being with ab*sive partners, doing dr*gs, and having su*cidal thoughts . She as an adult when contemplating su*icide, jokes 'you think i can fly like a bird ?' while looking down at a bridge.God-i'm worried about jonathan (Jenny was also a musician sort of like jon). In another s4 movie example ' mystic river ' :(in the 80s) a preteen baseball playing boy is r*ped by men in the woods. He later says he wishes he could become an undead monster to not feel the pain of that experience - cause quote " if I'm not human anymore maybe the pain will stop" (Will) . slightly off topic but he also has another personality, imagines a alternate word that dissappears when he turns his head. And as a less direct animal parallel to the play - the boy from the film also imagined his perpetrators as monsters and wolves to cope.In 'getout' the photographer character sees a dead deer in the woods and it represents a parent/his own childhood tra*ma relating to his past. similarly in 'prince of tides' the 2 siblings as kids were ra*ed by men. The older brother remembered it and the younger sibling developed DID (so didn't remember but she would draw wolves- as the perpetrators/villains in her picture stories she created . In the film they also had an ab*sive dad and were very poor. She also tried k*ling herself multiple times-but started to get better after remembering the source of her pain and trauma. There is also the theme of multiple attempted su*cides in the play- and the play ends with yet another attempt- and the audience is left unaware of the artist's fate at the end of the play.

The tempest (Shakespeare)

Prospereo - (the perceived antagonist) is a wizard with monstrous looks, storm powers , and ability to create monster-dogs

He wants revenge on a man who tried ra*ing his family member & revenge on his other family member who wronged him years ago. I mean... pretty much my did theory.But in the end.Prospero decides to show his enemies the mercy that they did not show him twelve years earlier. He tells Ariel to bring the men to him, he will restore their sanity and then renounce magic forever.Prospero breaks the spell that the men are under .

Diary of a scoundrel (Alexander Ostrovsky-Russian)

- I suppose this could loosely relate to Jonathan? Glumov, is a young man from an impoverished family lacking status seeking entrance into society's pampered class. A 19th-century Russian scoundrel must scheme his way out of his meager life in a small apartment -whatever it takes.He has a quick mind and some talent for seeing through the hypocrisies of people around him ( Jonathan does make a lot of social critiques about society). That gives him some advantages. A tale of one man's mission to finagle his way into upper-class society and find a cushy job. Set in 1874, this social comedy follows Glumov, a Russian youth who begins his ambitious ascent to social esteem. He progresses by wit, guile and rhetoric. Pitting one stupid person against another, he soon gains his ends. To reach these goals, Glumov will lie, flatter, and cater to the vanities of the wealthy. Unable to contain his disgust with his victims, Glumov decides to relieve his unvoiced satirical comments by recording his schemes in a diary. But he is tripped up by his uncle's wife, to whom he has made passionate love on his way to success. At the end of the play, his diary is stolen and his duplicity exposed, but he can nevertheless suceeds. The author is much more critical about the high society itself than about the main character, so the play keeps attracting generations of directors by opening possibilities for political criticism while also avoiding naming names of the current rulers.The play's aim was to overthrow bourgeois tradition and establish a class-conscious art called eccentricism giving a deliberately comic portrayal of reality.

I suppose I notice some possible commonalities- besides s3 critiquing the wealthy/capitalism in comedic ways . jonathan since s1 has worried about his family's finances / had some resentment toward the rich . In some of the s4 movies ‘orphan’ & ‘ girl interrupted’ someone reads their diary out loud to get at them (in girl interrupted the winona character’s diary even had critiques of her new friends). Alot of movies also have someone (usually a teen/young adult) making a documentary about their life -which could narratively replace said diary? A few movies have a poor guy adjusting to snobby rich social circles (or being poor and then getting money)- titanic, kingsmen, karate kid, the craft , godfather, wardogs,into the spiderverse,flashdance, and many others . And movies like wardogs has a poor-young-character do shady things to finacially support his family . There’s also that whole uncle’s wife thing- which makes me uncomfortable for obvious reasons (but I’m just thinking of Lonnie’s creepy gf who was into him). A few movies had the guy’s step mom innappropriately hit on him- orange county & you got mail. And him trying to avoid her advances. Or...not to mention ... it may be a problematic coincidence /trope. But in enter the void -the guy who needs to finacially support his sibling/ does dr*gs -hooks up with his dr*g dealing friend’s married mom (who would give him money). Or in gilbert grape- the poor teen-who has to finacially support his siblings/single mom-has his endgame relationship be a girl his own age. But before that he h*oked up with a married woman -who would give him money. Don’s plum -young film guy-propositioned by older female film director (for dream job). Not even mentioning the other films that have the guy hooking up with toxic older women (like ‘the graduate’). Or analyze this-where the therapist accuses him of having an Oedipus complex (not touching that one... but the guy in ‘enter the void’ a 100% had one). It’s possible those movies were just- inspo for s3? A coincidence? Or s3 was foreshadowing for this in s4- but unlike s3 it will accurately be played as wrong and a sign of Jonathan recreating past tra*ma caused by Lonnie (cough like the photos) /being desperate for money. And not played ‘comedically’ like how it mostly was in s3. But shown as self destructive (for Jon) and immoral on the Woman’s end. Like... Billy and Jon are character foils. Both are older siblings into rock music, with ab*sive dads who shoved them into walls. Both lose it (and beat steve to a pulp when Steve accidentally triggers their daddy issues). In s3 it’s established womanizer Billy has mommy issues, than he tries ho*king up with someone his mom’s age, and the characters ref ‘back to the future ‘ and Steve incorrectly says it’s about “alex p keaton trying to bang his mom.” This could illustrate his subconscious issues with parental figures/adults cause of Lonnie’s possible past se*ual ab*se . One film the friend even says to the guy “you don’t have friends!” guy b: i have friends! him: no you have acquaintances! ADMIT IT! YOU’RE AFRAID OF MEN!I mean-Jonathan liked Nancy- but he initially hooked up with her cause he wanted to prove he didn’t have ‘trust issues’ from his dad. Also it’s prob a bit of a reach (and maybe a coincidence)- but the fact Murray in the same breath compares Steve (Nancy’s then bf) and Lonnie ... uh... if you think too long about it ... it’s very sinister . Especially because in s3: muray tells Joyce that despite her wanting to be with a nice guy, she’s curious about “the brute” Hopper despite him reminding her of a past “bad relationship”(aka Lonnie). Like- yeah connect some dots. Quite a few films (other than forrest gump) also have the character who (as a kid) was r*ped by their dad/parent- begin to do dr*gs/be pr*miscuous as adults since they never learned to properly cope with their trauma (’girl with the dragon tattoo’, ‘black swan’, and ‘magnolia’). Unfortunately the whole relative doing such things to kid-relatives is in at least 30+ movies.

Personally, i would be MUCH happier if Jon had a age appropriate romance- and had not a single creepy adult near him. A few movies actually imply Lonnie gets yet another ‘new model’ replacing his gf in her 20s with a new gf- who is ‘barely l*gal” and just turned 18. so there’s that possibility as well- that she’s jonathan’s age.I just want Jonathan-happy &safe. GOD. IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?

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