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solarisgod · 2 months

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another night passes when micah can't sleep, their fear of nightmares lingering within. they aren't alone while @lifesver sits next to them, tensed, alert, as if he's protecting them from the hidden horrors ahead. there are no one in the room but them. no one but the lonely cold lights in the infinite darkness. micah holds leland's hand as a silent form of comfort for them both, gazing at the scars on him that were made by the cruelest hands. their soft gaze shifts over to his face, bearing more scars that stare back at micah — leland! / LELAND! / L E L A N D! / PLEASE DON'T DIE! — ❝ i try to see every mark as something to be proud of, proof of all i survived, ❞ leland whispers to micah, the aching endurance taking their attention back from the vague dreams / memories. the beaming gentle moonlights from the window by their side isn't enough for micah to tell if leland, despite everything, is trying to smile at them or not.

micah stares at their open hand, sees blood created by burning childhood shards and recent born terrors. this life they hold, it only cuts and cuts and cuts and — micah lets go of leland's hand. their expression twists slightly. it remains while they appear deep in mind, processing, thinking, contemplating. the dead night holds its breath and time soon slows while micah decides to pull their shirt over for leland to see the agony that they have to bear since they came to this world. faint scars and unhealed bruises scatter across their upper bare body, joined with slow healing wounds from the horrible house. burnt arm and frost bitten skin. their presence no longer speaks of softest stars and sweetest poetry to leland. micah now exists a tragic war against themself. a violent echo from their own agony. yet, the constellation returns the golden sun a weak smile. in their eyes, they say they understand leland's words — see themself in the meaning.

« when i was a child, ever since i learnt about what the moon looks like, i'd compare myself with all of my wounds and scars as how the moon carry her impact craters. » their motions slow and shaky, micah glances over to the window and sees a moon with the stars from afar, solemnly watching the pair in the dorm room. micah directs their focus back to leland, shakily sighing. « before, i always thought that i was the ugliest child to exist. that no one would adopt me because no parents would want their child to look like they only belong to a war that is bound to never end. » micah's eyes burn, but they continue, even when they can no longer see leland's face through the wet, hot blurs. « but knowing the moon have the marks all over her, over 5,100 craters, the moon is still up there protecting our world while she is still cared for by so many. » she is still alive, loving, being loved, loving more. micah wishes to be like the moon.

« i don't want to see my own marks as something tragic and terrible, also, leland. what we have to carry on our skin for the rest of our lives should say enough that we have endured everything and we will continue to endure it all more. we can still shine just as much as the moon even when we would be in the darkness for so long. i will always believe in that for you and i. » cheeks covered with running tears, micah gently presses their forehead against leland's. their hand slowly reaches to touch the scar on his face with endless gentleness, cherishing the mark as they love him so much more. « you're still beautiful, leland, » micah softly reminds, hoping he can believe in them. if he doesn't, then they will be content to remind him before he can see nothing but love. « as i am of myself, i am so proud of you for everything, » they hug leland, light held.

#ASK TO TAG CW #LIFESVER #///#//#/#F4MILY #𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ IC . ›#𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ ANSWERS . ›#𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ V : PRE-CANON : MICAH . ›#𓁹 ༑ ࿐ྂ ⩇⩇ : ⩇⩇ ⚠︎ [ 𝙴𝚇𝙸(𝚂)𝚃 : 𝙶𝙾𝙳 ] * ‹ MICAH . ›#[ oooohhhhh my goossshhhhhhhhhhh I am so . ]#[ HEAD IN HANDS . ]#[ I ADORE THEM :< ]#[ they deserve only so much love and care I cri ;;;;;;;;;;;;;; ]

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yume-fanfare · 2 years

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and also now that that's over i need to announce that luz i love you even though you post once every blue moon

#omggg im so excited i wonder what's he going to cover #not that i've listened to that much enstars music but aaaa i wonder which group #araki's cover is a banger and im in love with soraru as well #but oooohhhhh luz #i'll admit its been a while since i last listened to like utaite music but ooohhhhh luz my love #anything would b cool im curious #mar's midnight rambles #enstars

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lumiilys · 26 days

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actually on the verge of tears thinking about how after calypso's birthday ed must have woken up wrapped in Stede's arms, all soft and warm and safe. He got to watch Stede sleep and listen to his breathing... and then eventually he must have decided he wanted to do something nice for Stede, to make Stede feel just as loved as he felt in that moment!!!! And im just thinking about him carefully untangling himself from Stede's arms and sneaking out of bed, careful not to wake Stede up and going to make him breakfast!!! And even though the breakfast was kind of a jumble of random stuff it was made with so much love and I just,,..,,.., ARGHHG AUGGGHHHH OOOOHHHHH!!!!

#ed teach ilysm #my beloved #hes so sweet #hes so full of love #ofmd #edward teach #stede bonnet #blackbonnet #our flag means death #gentlebeard #ollie rambles

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milogreersleftdresssock · 3 months

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david shaw is so in love with angel. david shaw who came home from work and found angel asleep on the couch in his hoodie and already knew he was gonna propose. david shaw who kept a ring hidden around the house and was paranoid for months that angel would accidentally find it. david shaw who loves to work in the yard and plant things and go for night swims in the pool with the love of his life. david sHAW I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH david shaw oooohhhhh david shaw he hurts me sm. so sorry that the last like 4 posts have been me screaming about how much i love these fictional men and how they make me want to do such unspeakable things but i just had to get that off my chest. speaking of which, david shaw has a massive chest and also thighs and butt and co-

#redacted asmr #redacted verse #redacted david #redacted angel

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multi-fandom-imagine · 1 year

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How down would Ghost or König be with a s/o that has a thing for being chased and caught? Like a full-on "chase me through the woods and if you catch me you can have me" kink?

A/n: oooohhhhh I love this 😈. Let me know if you want a full blown fix for either one of these.

-Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley -

🔪: 1000% would be into it, would even give you a head start.

🔪: Can easily track you, will always keep his eyes on you.

🔪:Quite, very quite. You can never find him until he has a hold of you.

🔪: Bonus for him if you’re wearing skimpy clothes that he can easily remove.

🔪: Though the moment you start teasing him / taunting him it’s end game for you.

🔪: He’s on you in a instant pinning you to a tree, his lips attacking your neck with kisses as his hands wander your body.

🔪:Sex is gonna happen in the woods, and then back home in the shower then once again on the bed.

🔪:Simon never thought a little chase would get his blood pumping so much, you two plan to do it again.

+•+

“Come on love, you can’t hide from me.”

Panting, you placed your hand on your chest to calm your racing heart. You could hear him but you didn’t know where he was. Sinking your teeth in your lip you peaked your head out to see he was gone, taking your chances you started to run again only to feel your arm being grabbed.

A scream tore from your lips as you were tugged into a chest, a hand sliding down your back to grab your ass. “Found ya.” His teeth nipped at your neck, a light groan escaping your lips.

The look in his eyes, this look was for you and you alone. Cupping his cheek you pressed your body into his as a whole escaped your lips. “Simon…please.”

Chuckling, Simon grasped your chin, his thumb sliding over your lip. “So needy, but since you were such a good little mouse then how can I say now.”He states pulling out his knife cutting away your shirt.

Fucking in the woods, now this was going to be a first though it was certainly was going to be a fun night.

-König-

🐺:May have a heart attack if you first ask him but seeing how cute you look doing it he will happily comply.

🐺:Bit terrifying at first, Konig is a big boy so you can’t escape him easily, you can also hear him.

🐺:Low key taunts you at first but have way through he gets distracted by a cute bunny or some other animals. The wooden creatures seem to love your gentle giant.

🐺: Will easily snatch you then lift you in for a hug, he just loves to hold you after the chase, while it was a bit fun to do chase you. It still scares the man, he’s afraid he might hurt you someday.

🐺:Takes a lot to ease him out of his shell, you love cupping his cheeks and giving him gentle kisses across his face.

🐺:If you work him up enough he is all of happy to fuck you on the woods but please let him lay down his clothes for you first.

🐺:Will carry you back to the house, your too important to be carried back.

+•+

“Ja are you sure you are all right?”

Laughing you stood on your toes to give him a kiss, he would always worry over you after your little game.

“I’m fine König, and it’s cute seeing you worry over me but if you’re that concerned then I know just what you can do to make me better.” Your fingers trailed down the flannel you bought him, the shirt barley holding together as is.

Chuckling deeply, König let his fingers slowly slip under your shirt. “I can do that.”

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breedingprincessjackie · 10 months

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Wrote a story for imagineyourpregnant but also wanted to put it here 💋

Imagine your son never stops growing inside you.

Getting pregnant while already pregnant is unusual. The problem is you’ve been carrying for twenty years now and your unborn son is the father of the new fetus growing inside.

Before all this craziness, you had eagerly anticipated giving birth. You wanted to feel you're pussy stretching open. You wanted to give life and feel heavy and full with a man's seed. Man after man filled you with cum, and you loved it. You couldn't get enough. It was only a matter of time before you were knocked up.

You adored growing huge and heavy with child. You loved it so much. Still, it never ended. Your waters never broke no matter how many men frantically fucked you, wailing for mercy as your enormous pregnant belly shook with each thrust. Your legs couldn't be closed anyhow with your womb expanding up and out; might as well use it.

Your baby stayed safe and warm within your womb. Growing and growing as children tend to do, your skin somehow managed to stretch with it.

You are pregnant, and it doesn't end. It hasn't ended. It shouldn't be possible.

You didn't think it could happen, not now, not to you.

You can't get any more pregnant. You're skin is stretched thin. You can't see over the massive orb of flesh, that had been you're stomach, anymore. You haven't been able to see your feet for a long while. Touching your clit yourself is out of the question although you want it more than anything.

Your son simply continued growing in your womb.

Nothing would ignite your labor and you refused a cesarean. There was no need. Nothing was technically wrong aside from the obvious. He remained and grew with the same vigor as your tits, engorged with milk. They sat heavy on top of your belly and bounced with every strong movement from within your womb.

Your body grew sensitive with pregnancy, and that didn't stop either.

You are mostly womb at this point. It hangs so heavy on your hips you can't walk for long periods. Medically, you shouldn't be able to walk at all. But you do, and you like standing near your apartment window, gigantic belly pressing against the glass, as men who try to break your water pound into your fat pussy.

You like the position and feeling their balls slap the underside of your belly. You love feeling their cum drip out of you.

They all try hard. You love their creampies and hands on your belly as they devour your soaked pussy. Still, after a while the parade of men grows tiring. Not one had come close to sending you into labor.

You have come to enjoy when it was just you and your baby.

You two are alone often, with your current state, and yet it's probably better that way.

Lying on your bed, you grip your belly and frantically rub at any skin you can reach. The mountain of flesh ripples and shakes. A rhythm eventually takes to the harsh movements sending ripples across your skin. You're practically moved along with your belly, it's not helped by the unconscious thrusting of your own hips.

You can't stop, and won't be anytime soon.

You can't help yourself anymore.

You moan, "Oooohhhhh Oooooo OH GOD! He's Cumming. I feel ittttt. Oh God, he's cumming inside meeeee!"

You're relationship with your son was different because of your strange pregnancy.

He grew like any other man and all the hormones that come with it. For 18 years, your baby grew and left your womb an unrecognizeable fertile dome.

Now, he rubs his erect cock against the walls of his mother' womb, seeking pleasure from the friction. It was, after all, the only home he had ever known. It drives you wild. You feel every thrust. You cum drooling with every pulsing spurt of his cock.

It takes a few months before you notice. With age, your baby's growth slowed, but it starts up again. Angry veins make maps across your skin.

You feel more, smaller kicks, against your belly. A Second placenta formed. Your sons seed with nowhere else to go implanted in your already packed womb. There was more than one.

You never expected to like it as much as you did, but ever since you learned you were even more pregnant your pussy was never empty. You drowned yourself in the pleasure of having any man willing to rub his cock against your belly. They fucked you hard and fast on all fours with your legs lifting off the ground. Huge and immobilized all you can do is scream in frenzied pleasure.

"I'm gonna pop! I'm so bigggggg! I'm gonna explode! It's so much. It's too much! It's so tight! I'm so FULLLL". FUCK ME HARDER! FILL ME!"

You feel an erect cock against your navel, from the inside, not out. It sends you into a frenzy of wailing as another man's thick cock pounding in and out sends gushes of your arousal across your thighs.

You're stomach tightens and rumbles. The mountain of a womb contracts brutally. You ignored it for a while. Your need for your pussy to be filled outweighed logic. You are a balloon about to pop and you don't care.

"I'M GONNA BURST! MY BELLYS TOO BIG! IM GONNA CUM IM CUMMING! PLEASE, GIVE ME MORE! MOREEEE!"

One man humps your ass as fast as his hips can thrust. He buries his thick cock deep in your burning hot pussy. Only when his cum spurts out onto your gigantic belly do the men lift your legs open and investigate the tight drum heaving in front of them.

"Uh…uh ah ah Ahhh AHHHHH GOD ITS HAPPENING! I'M GIVING BIRTH, FINALLY, MY BABY IS COMING OUT!"

More men cum and one wiped the seed like lotion onto your womb and takes your long swollen navel between his teeth. He sucks, and you whine for more.

You stretch impossibly wide, but still you drool and moan in ecstacy. You lie in a puddle of you're own fluids, birthing and otherwise, that continues to squirt from you vigorously. Your heavy heaving tits drip milk down your belly in a steady stream. Your child's head shouldn't be able to fit but your skin still stretches until you feel a wet head brushing against the bottom of your ass. It shouldn't be possible to be stretched so wide, and your eyes roll back.

"MY PUSSY IS SO FULL. I'M CUMMING! MY SON IS COMING OUT! I CANT STOP CUMMING! HE'S SO BIG! AH, AH, AH I'M PUSHING! I'M CUMMING!!!"

When be comes out of you, followed by cum dripping out of your gaping wide pussy, you know you'll be even bigger, much less empty, soon enough.

#ready to pop #pregnant kink #hyperpreg #huge pregnant belly #hyperpregnancy

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incorrectmarvelquotesss · 3 months

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I don’t think we talk about dad!bucky enough on this blog. Like how’d he feeling when you tell him you’re pregnant? How was he during your birth? After? After after?

oooohhhhh we've got a lot to talk about, like too much. so much to talk about, it could be a series. let's start from the beginning though, shall we?

warnings: fluff, mentions of pregnancy, implications of sex, slight mentions of ptsd, written quickly

could be read with Day One & Day Thirteen

let's be honest, he is ecstatic to be a dad, a father, a parent when you're by his side he feels like he can be a good role model

like yeah he's been through a lot and sometimes he has nightmares and scares some people who think he's a manic or monster or whatever, but you've made him feel like he's better

like he can be a better man, even with his past haunting his dreams

so when he brings up the topic of being a father, it's a bit timid, subtle hints before the real conversation

his hints are not as subtle as he thinks though cause you pick up on the sensitive topic the third time he drops a hint

the first hint was him off-handedly complimenting a baby on your walk

"she's adorable, isn't she?" and you agreed when you looked at the baby and saw her chubby cheeks and toothless grin aimed at you with her little hands making grabby hands at the ice cream you were holding

the second hint was when he offered to babysit the kid in the house across the street

"well, we both know henry and fiona could use the break" was all he had to say when you asked about why there were three kids sitting in the living with crayons and paper littered around them

the third hint was when he held up a baby bodysuit with the words i have the best mommy written in red on white

"this is cute, isn't it?" he had asked standing in the baby aisle he had practically dragged you into. you crossed your arms and raised an eyebrow and said "we need to talk when we get home"

he couldn't focus the rest of the shopping trip

he was nervous to say the least

his hands shook basically the whole time while you guys finished shopping and he even let you drive the truck cause the poor guy felt like the world was spinning underneath him

once you got home, he was a mess, but he helped carry all the bags in and then started cleaning the kitchen while you rummaged through the bags once again to check for any rips or stains you might have missed the first time

"bucky?"

he walked into the living room where you sat with a soft and gentle smile on your face

he ran back into the kitchen when you giggled at the bright pink latex gloves he had forgotten to take off

"yes, sweets?" he swallowed thickly when you beckoned him over and patted the spot next to you and turned so that you could face him

even with the smile he loved on your lips, he still couldn't meet your eyes

"look at me, buck"

that gentle tone makes his heart clench when he meets your gaze

your gentle and soft and kind and loving gaze

"do you want a baby?" your voice is so alluring

"...yeah" / "good, cause i want one too"

bucky is pulling you onto his lap so fast and wrapping his arms around you tightly and kissing your cheeks, neck, and lips

when he pulls away, he looks at you like you hung the stars

"really, sweets?" / "really, bucky" / "i love you" / "i love you more" / "there's no fucking way, can't beat me in that race, sweets"

he starts kissing you again, but you pull away too quick for his liking and he frowns

you pull out the baby bodysuit he was holding at the shop and grin

"it is very cute"

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Taglist:

@pinkposttragedy @gen-genevieve

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siremasterlawrence · 4 months

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The Strip and Shift Part 1

The stage lit up In a parade of strobe lights as I walk on to stage doing a slow steady on a stroll across to the crowd and extremely soon enough my body is on full display for all to see with my insecurities ready to be shown. I see him in the vastness of the sea of the crowd the man who secretly bought a load of stocks to become the sole owner of the club that I work for taking a seat among the crowd

Our eye lines meet each other across the sea of people who shoutings giving good vibes, getting handsy and so much more due to the hype spreading for person to person. He starts to clap himself as the music begins to blare on upon the moment I take the microphone in my hands and begin to sing and dance captivating the groups.

I move the stand to the side slowly doing a very sexy striptease with my uncomfortable energy slowly stirring someone’s private as body parts cock up and I knew I already am in total control doing a jump as the clothes are flying in to the air. The crowd listens on very intensely following my every word and moves replicating their body to exactly as I am leaving them half naked mindlessly with obedience, lust, love and desires.

“Hello Everyone!”

“Who is ready to party?”

“Let’s commence “

“Watch me move “

“Sssshhhh”

“Hey lovers”

“Show me what you got”

“I’ll do dance “

“Shake my ass”

“Make you squirm “

“A real man is absolutely “

“Original “

“I’ll be The Master “

“You be submissive “

“My true bitch”

“Embrace my voice “

“Do a strip “

“Release control to me”

“Hey boss! Chris can you hear me?”

“Join me on stage let’s do a dance “

“Join you! Dance “

“You don’t want to be in charge “

“No in charge “

“You work for me”

“Take off your clothes “

“Throw them aside “

“Climb on stage and do a sexy dance “

“You are hotties “

“They work and are owned”

“I am owned…I love it “

“Good boi “

“Ooouuuccchhh…mmmm”

“Nice ass”

“Who owns you bitch?”

“You…my boss”

“Yum…god damn right “

“How are you doing this?”

“Sssshhhh…”

“I am your Master”

“Yes”

“I ask the question “

“I am doing this because I am right “

“You are always right “

“Yes Master”

“Going entertain the crowd “

“That’s it good job”

“Grind on them”

“Let them grope and slap you “

“Mmmm….uuuuhhh”

“Oooohhhhh”

“Master”

“Gggggoooooddddd”

“Yyyyuuuummmm”

“Fuck”

“FUCK”

“Twist “

“Twirl”

“Dance all night”

“Hump”

“Grind”

“Everyone party “

“Woohoo”

“Everyone “

“Meet Chris “

“He is a slave “

“He is my property “

“I feel hot”

“You are a hottie “

“Thank you sir”

“You are my man”

“We need more bois “

“I will bring them “

The end

#chris evans #puppet #human dolls #strip and shift

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jezebelgoldstone · 10 months

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RRR (2022, dir S. S. Rajamouli)

things i am not now and likely never will get over from RRR

DRIFT COMPATIBLE BATTLE COUPLE DETECTED

queer? platonic? queerplatonic? who gives a shit no matter what it was it was AWESOME

Colonialism Is Bad Actually: The Musical

the symbolism. holy shit. every BIT of it was absolutely amazing.

wow all the mains in this movie are just, really hot? my poor lil pan heart had a rough time with this one ngl

the fact that someone (likely many someones) watched this movie about Colonialism Is Bad Actually and said 'you know what let's dub this whole thing into Hindi and English and then not give an option to watch it with the original Telugu dialogue' sure was,,,,,,,,, A Choice

THE MUSIC

by which i mean the actual song-and-dance numbers as well as the like story soundtrack all of it is going on my playlist asap

listen the spirk-behind-glass scene is awful. spock and kirk can't even touch. they can hear. they can see. but they cannot touch. and i in my sweet ignorant bliss thought that was as bad as it could get.

tonight i learned that holding someone in your arms through the bars of their cell is so much worse

I watched it on Netflix but i looked it up on a few other ahem websites and on EVERY SINGLE ONE Telugu audio wasn't even an option.

there was not one single chance to tie things together or make a connection or do a setup/payoff or callback that was not taken. not a single one.

everything about this movie is 100% Extra

in short: this movie is a masterclass

aaaaaand the rest below a cut because WOW i have a lot to say actually

which brings me to the dancing oh my gods. not sure i've ever seen such enthusiastic dancing in anything in my entire life. seriously by the final number i was exhausted just watching them

in general, this movie is: stunning

"RAM." "BHEEM." "SEETHA." IT'S ABOUT THE SYMBOLISM.

also this was kinda hilarious because i watched it in hindi [the least disorienting option] and they kept SAYING "ram" but in the subs it was always fuckin RAJU so like. again with the Choices. like seriously what was the thought process there. WAS there a thought process.

FIRE. WATER. STORY. I JUST. I. HELP ME.

i ADORED jenny. with my whole entire heart. she is one of the very BEST examples of Ignorance Is A Privilege and also At What Point Does Ignorance Become Malicious that i have ever ever seen. i loooooooooved it. i mean i hated it a whole lot while it was happening but also i am SO GLAD that now rather than trying to explain all of this to people i can just tell them to watch this movie and then sit them down and be like, so what are your thoughts on jenny's culpability in literally everything?

oh and how you can be a kind person and still do atrocities! like jenny is so sweet and so kind and you just like her so much and yet. and yet.

t h e s y m b o l i s m

i cannot remember the last time i saw a movie so visually stunning. the cinematography is breathtaking. pause on just about any random frame and it could be a movie poster or hanging in an art gallery or what have you.

they also dubbed all the lines that were actually in english? i mean i get it for the characters who spent most of the movie speaking Telugu because you'd need their voices to stay the same through the whole movie yeah fine whatever. but like. they dubbed all the ENGLISH characters, too? like literally dubbed them from english into english??? the dialogue matched their mouths except the timing was veeeery sliiiiiiiightly off but it SOUNDED really obviously dubbed??? Y THO???

HOLY SHIT THE FIGHT SCENES OH MY GODS

Malli. Malli honey i love you. i'm just realizing i don't know if that's your actual name gods damn it. but whatever your name is child i love you.

and did i mention that everyone in this movie is beautiful? like. seriously. Ram and Bheem especially holy SHIT.

Physics Does Not Work Like That And I Do Not Care Because That Was AWESOME: The Musical

oooohhhhh they re-recorded and dubbed the fucking SONGS too. i am so pissed about this y'all i can't even tell you.

oh i want to do a whole entire post that's even longer than this one about the symbolism. hell i could probably do a whole entire post just on the fire/water symbolism even without everything else. It was AMAZING.

okay ram is fire and bheem is water and ram's people go to a valley on the shores of a river and the river is in literally every shot of the village and just ram BEING fire but water being a place of HOME and SAFETY for ram

i'm not crying shut up

MALLI AND HER MOTHER TRY TO REACH EACH OTHER BUT THEY CANNOT TOUCH THROUGH THE GLASS

BHEEM AND MALLI HOLD EACH OTHER THROUGH THE BARS OF HER CONFINEMENT AND HE HAS TO LET GO AND LEAVE HER

BHEEM AND RAM HOLD EACH OTHER THROUGH THE BARS OF HIS CONFINEMENT AND BHEEM RIPS THE DOOR RIGHT OFF

ooooooohhhhhhh and people holding hands right before they part. oh that hurts. all of those hurt so bad.

how every single time people held hands when they parted they always held on till the last possible second EXCEPT FOR RAM'S MOM.

she lifts her hand away from him and then pulls back and it was devastating

Predators Do Not Work Like That But I Do Not Care Because That Was Awesome And Also They Ate A Bunch Of Colonizing Cops: Queercoded Edition (ACAB)

bheem with his arms spread and rope or chains around his wrists or in his hands. i just. the way it flipped back and forth from 'he has the power' to 'he is helpless' to 'he should be helpless and isn't' was just. breathtaking.

AND THEN. AND THEN RAM. CHAINED UP THE SAME WAY. DOING THE SAME GODDAMN THING AND USING THE FACT THAT HE'S CHAINED UP FOR HIS OWN FUCKING PURPOSES BECAUSE HE SAW BHEEM DO IT FIRST DON'T TOUCH ME

okay listen this movie would've been good no matter what but like. they really are just SO beautiful. and. when ram. with like the long hair. and. beard. and like. you know? like. his. his hair. his general. everything. um.

literally at the most emotionally inappropriate moment i literally thought about that whole 'i saw a man so beautiful i started crying' thing and like that almost literally happened literally

Why There Can't Be Any Such Thing As Good Cops: The Romance (ACAB)

and like here's the thing i'm not sure i would've even NOTICED this had it not been for the linguistic chauvinism with the audio and everything but like both of them were hindu and a lot of the symbolism though awesome was also really strongly hindu and i just i don't know nearly enough about hindutva to have any kind of opinion BUT i also feel like maaaaaaaybe there was something a little uncomfy about some of this

oh no wait the suspenders dance. that might've actually been the best part. yeah.

oh all the british actors did SUCH a good job being so eminently punchable

throw cheetahs at each other! and snakes! somehow have upper body strength greater than the force exerted by a 800+ lb tiger lunging! throw those motorcycles! punch through those walls without breaking your fingers! use herbal paste to heal broken bones in a matter of a minutes! break solid stone with nothing but the strength of your shoulders and gay love! i am so here for all of this!!!

Throw Rocks Marble Pillars Live Tigers Cops At Cops: The Movie (ACAB)

i love that jenny felt bad for the poor little girl who got kidnapped enslaved and imprisoned so she. bought her a dress and a toy.

you know, to make her feel better about the whole 'being kidnapped enslaved and imprisoned' thing.

instead of doing, i don't know know, literally anything else. like even just saying to her aunt 'hey this makes me sad' or something. #solidarity.

the violence was violent and the romance was sweet

okay so during the fight at the midpoint like i know that by the end of it ram and bheem are literal fire and water BUT ALSO. Ram enters the scene in a flaming carriage and from that point forward the fountain is in pretty much every shot of bheem. just sayin.

love that lachu (or whatever his name really is) told ram that there was no cure. like yes! you go man! ram may be so beautiful that in forty minutes i'm going to be in tears but that's no reason to tell a cop the truth about anything! you lie to that cop man!

A BRITISH SOLDIER HIT LOKI IN THE HEAD WITH A BRANCH AND THEN STOLE MALLI AWAY

BHEEM HIT RAM IN THE HEAD WITH A BRANCH AND THEN STOLE MALLI AWAY

i know other people got hit in the head with tree branches too but STILL

honestly i really like that ram and bheem were, well, ram and bheem. but i mean im glad they weren't like ram and lakshman or bheem and arjun or something. not even just because that would've been brotherly like i'm glad they weren't arjun and krishna or something either. i liked that their names weren't from the same story. i liked it better this way and i can't even articulate why.

i am never ever ever going to get over the progression of part of bheem's introduction being something going wrong and him holding two ropes (he has all the power) with his arms spread and that being used to show us how incredibly strong he is -> something going wrong and bheem with ropes around his wrists (he shouldn't have any power at all) holding his arms spread and that being used to show how incredibly strong he is in a completely different way

like every time there were ropes or chains in bheem's hands or around his wrists it meant something, and it was a beat in the rhythm of a discernable arc, but now i can't remember all of them gdi

oooohhhhh there was SO much more symbolism i wanted to talk about but it's so late that i have a headache and this post is so long my computer's lagging like two sentences behind so i should stop and go to bed. sigh.

just go watch this movie, okay? pleae? I cannot IMAGINE who would've read this whole thing,m but if you did, just watch it, all rigth? (and if you happen to know of any site - ANY site - where i can watch it in FUKIN TELUGU kindly drop a link please and thank)

#rrr #queer movies #rambheem #i don't even know how else to tag this #op #rrr movie #ram x bheem #movie recs

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soulofapatrick · 1 year

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A Moment of Clarity - Joel Miller x Reader

Summary: You and Joel wake the next morning and decide to just see how things go which is exactly the way you both want them to

Words: 2.6k

Warnings: oral (f!receiving); fluff

Notes: This is Chapter Two: Forbidden Fruit Series Masterlist

Y/N’s POV

The shrill sound of my phone ringing pierces through my comfortable slumber and I’m groaning as I blindly reach for my phone before answering it while Joel cards is fingers through my hair. It’s Daisy, of course it’s Daisy. She sounds perfectly sober despite having been absolutely back out drunk last night, a superhuman power she seems to have.

“Soooo, spill it all,” She demands, “Is he as big as everyone speculates?”

I’m choking on air, a rumble of amusement from below me as there was definitely no way Joel did not hear that. I mute it and send Joel an apologetic look, feeling my cheeks heating up but he just chuckles and pressing a kiss to my forehead before sliding out from under me. I watch as he finds a pair of grey sweatpants that cling to his lips and how good his tanned skin looks in the morning light that’s pouring through the gap in the curtains. I’m having to clear my throat and drag my eyes from his body as I unmute the call, trying to keep my voice steady, “Daisy, what are you talking about?”

“Come ooonnnn,” She groans, “Don’t play dumb with me, you spent the night at Joel’s.” I let out a frustrated sound as Joel settles on the bed, sitting in front of me and taking my hand in his, thumb rubbing soothingly over the back of it as Daisy continues her interrogation. Joel surprises me by plying the phone from my hands and putting it on speaker before setting it between us before he’s kissing my knuckles lovingly, sending my heart fluttering. Daisy’s voice crackles through the phone, impatient and expectant, “So, are you gonna answer my question or what?”

“Darlin’ are you coming down for breakfast or not?” Joel speaks and I send a confused look in his direction wondering what the fuck he’s on about but then Daisy’s squealing and Joel sends me a wink. Oooohhhhh, he’s trying to get Daisy to hang up and leave us alone for a bit. I try to hide my smile but it’s no use, Joel’s charm and quick thinking is just too much.

“Breakfast, hmmmm?” Daisy teases through the phone, “Alright I’ll leave you too your DILF but you better give me all the details later.”

“Bye Daisy.” I say with a light laugh, always amused at how energetic and supportive she is no matter the situation.

“Love you too Y/N!” With that the call ends and Joel’s pushing my shoulders, crawling over me and smothering my faces in sweet kisses. I feel a giggle bubbling up in my throat, pushing at his chest as it all tickles, but he does pull back. He’s grinning down at me, eyes shining with mischief before he’s diving down and stealing a hot kiss that has me gasping. My heart races and my body thrums with excitement as he pulls away again with a smirk. His hands trail down my body, fingers leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake and I reach up to pull him back down for another kiss but he’s standing up.

“Come one, lets have breakfast.” He says, voice just as playful as the glint in his eyes as he helps me up. I slip on my jeans before padding down the stairs after him, the smell of bacon sizzling making my mouth waters.

Tommy’s standing at the hob, three plates ready for the breakfast he’s cooking and I look for Sarah, Ellie always spending her time with Dina lately, but she’s no where to be seen. The cheeky and knowing grin Tommy flashes us as we enter the kitchen as my face heating as he knew I was here and he definitely knows I slept in Joel’s room last night. I clear my throat awkwardly, feeling the weight of Tommy’s gaze on me, “Morning Tommy.”

“Morning Mouse.” Tommy smirks, using the nickname he’s had for me since he met me all those years ago. He’s Joel’s younger brother and does have his own place but Tommy likes to spend most of his free time here and I don’t blame him. I have always loved the Millers, always finding my way to their house when my dad and I argue or if I’ve done something that my dad wouldn’t approve of. Tommy was in the first time I got drunk and he had to get me up to the spare room while I was spewing about how much I love Joel so I think Tommy’s smirk is more of a ‘finally’.

Joel laughs, full and hearty, at Tommy’s nickname for me, “Mouse, huh? You’re still calling her that?”

“Course I am,” Tommy says with a chuckle, “Here you lovebirds go.” Tommy holds out two plates of food, one with everything you could think of but the other with only the bacon, sausage and hash browns as I don’t like eggs. Joel takes both plates and heads to the table but before I can follow him, Tommy is grabbing my wrist and pulling me into a hug, whispering, “Thank god you two made moves on each other.” I feel my face heat up again at his words, knowing that Tommy has always loved to play matchmaker, especially between me and Joel. I’m wriggling out of his hug and rushing over to sit next to Joel who just sends me a quizzical look that I ignore. He’s opening his mouth to ask so I shove a piece of bacon in my mouth and he just huffs.

Joel’s hand finds its way to my thigh again as we eat, Tommy joining us with his own plate of food. Sarah must be at a friends as she’s usually up early and would have been making breakfast with Tommy, waiting for me and Joel to stumble our ways downstairs but from separate rooms. I don’t know how she’ll feel if she finds out I’m dating her dad as we’re so close in age. Wait, I’m not even dating Joel… am I? I’m sending Joel a quick glance, my heart racing at the thought of him and me dating. What if he was just looking for a quick release and will want to drop me home after breakfast as I didn’t give out? What if he feels regret for kissing me last night? What if-

Lips are on mine, soft and pliant and throwing every thought from my mind. My hand finding Joel’s cheek, his beard coarse under my palm as his thumb rubs soothing circles on my thigh, his other hand in my hair. I feel a little kiss drunk when Joel finally pulls back enough to meet my gaze, “There’s no need to worry sweet girl, I want you just as much as you want me.”

“Y-you do?”

Joel’s chuckle is soft and his eyes are warm and full of affection as he cups my cheek, “Of course I do, Y/N. Wouldn’t have kissed you last night and now if I didn’t.” My heart swells with happiness at his words and I lean in to kiss him again, feeling so safe and loved in his embrace but Tommy’s clearing his throat across from us.

“Let me eat my breakfast in my single loneliness and peace please,” There’s a teasing tone to his voice as I focus on my food, Joel doing the same. We settle into a comfortable silence, finishing the breakfast Tommy made and it’s really fucking good, Tommy being an amazing cook. He’s breaking the silence a few minutes later, taking our plates as he asks, “So what’s your plan for today?”

“I’m not sure, where are the girls?” Joel asks in return.

“She slept over at Jesse’s with Ellie and Dina. They said they wouldn’t be back until late afternoon,” Tommy tells us as he scrapes the plates clean before putting them in the dishwasher, “I’m heading out to meet up Maria, I have a lot of hope for this relationship. So you two have the house and you better behave.”

“It’s my house asshole.” Joel quips back, brothers sharing a brotherly glare before Tommy’s patting Joel on the shoulder and heading for the door. It closes behind him and I’m left sitting next to Joel, eyes on the way his large hand holds my thigh as a dirty thought or two worm their way into my mind despite the fact Joel and I haven’t even put a label on us yet. It’s like Joel can sense it, his fingers flexing against my thigh and his breath is hot against my neck when he brings his lips to my ear, “Behave sweet girl.”

I shiver at the feel of his breath on his skin and the way his voice makes me putty his in hands. But I also can’t help feel a little frustrated at his comment, wanting to explore the physical connection between us so I’m turning my head to face him, meeting his gaze with a defiant look and a small pout as I whisper, “Maybe I don’t want to behave.”

His honey eyes darken at my words, hand on my thigh tightening and he’s gripping my chin between his thumb and forefinger as he makes me look at him, “Is that so?” He asks, voice husky, “What do you want to do then sweet girl?”

Without hesitation, Joel’s lips are on mine, the kiss hot and heavy, my hands flying to his hair to pull him in closer, the table in the way. Joel’s hand moves to the back of my head, fingers tangling in my hair as he deepens the kiss, his tongue sliding against mine and drawing a soft main from me. I feel his other hand sliding further up my thigh, fingers tracing oh so close to where I need them and my back arches into the touch in response, a mewl being swallowed by his lips.

He’s pulling back, eyes searching mine as he asks, “You sure you want this Y/N? You sure you want me? I’m fourteen years older than you sweetheart-“

“Thirteen years and ten months.” I correct him and a soft look crosses his face as he lets out a soft sound so I continue talking, “I am very sure I want to be in a relationship with you Joel Miller. There is no one else who could treat me better than you, no one would could satisfy me and make me so loved than you, no one who could be both a safe haven and a fucking tease. There is no one I trust more to treat me right than y-“

Lips are crashing to mine, desperate and wanting. The kiss deepens as Joel’s hands find my hips and I’m gasping when I’m being lifted and sat on the table with him standing between my legs. He pulls me closer to the edge, pulling me flush against him and I can feel his heart beating fast against my chest, matching the rhythm of my own. His lips move down my neck, kissing and nipping at the sensitive skin there and I can’t help but moan softly, Joel’s fingers tugging at the waistband of my jeans and I’m lifting my hips for him. In one smooth movement my jeans and panties are on the floor and Joel is trailing fingers up the insides of my thighs, the skin sensitive and I’m mewling, wanting more.

“Fuck sweetheart,” He’s pulling back with a groan when two of his fingers swipe through my folds, gathering my arousal on the pads of his fingers before he’s bringing them up to his lips, his eyes fluttering shut in bliss and I think I get even wetter then I thought possible, “Fuck you taste so good.” He’s dropping back into the chair, a large and calloused hand pressing on my stomach to get me to lay back on the table as he wraps his arms around my thighs. Without any warning he’s blowing on my wet heat, making me squirm and whine out his name before he’s diving in like a starved man, tongue swirling my clit and I’m wriggling away but his grip on my thighs stops me. He’s kissing and sucking on my sensitive nub with precision and expertise that I can feel that knot in my stomach already building and my hands flying to his hair. His lips move from my core, trailing kisses and nipping up and down my thighs as I cry out in anguish, “Patience darlin’.”

I’m digging on his hair again and pushing his face back to my core, Joel’s moan vibrates through me, up my spine and straight to my head as my thighs begin to shake, all of it embarrassingly soon but the way his tongue thrusts as far as he can get it inside me, licking at my walls before moving back to abuse my clit has me teetering on the edge of pleasure. He’s chuckling softly against my folds when my legs clamp around his head before he’s prying them open and pulling away enough to coo, “That’s it sweet girl,” His voice gravelly and husky, “Let go and come for me darlin’.”

It takes one more thrust of his tongue in my core before I’m crying his name, back arching and eyes slamming shut as my hands tug at his hair almost painfully. It feels different to when I’ve fingered myself, it’s longer and wetter, wave after wave ripping through me until I’m gasping and Joel’s hands are caressing my hips as I try to regain some form of consciousness. I definitely gain it when I find his face and see he is wet, beard and chest wet as well and I realise what just happened. My hands flying up to cover my face in embarrassment because Joel just ate me out so good I squirted all over him but his gentle fingers are prying my hands from my face and he’s speaking, “That was fucking hot, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“But-“

“It’s okay darlin’,” He’s hovering over me, pupils blown out and lips kiss swollen, “Come on let’s take a shower then we can just spend the rest of the day watching movies.”

“But-“

“You don’t have to, this was about you sweetheart.” He’s helping me off the table, a proud smirk on his shiny lips as my legs shake almost too much to walk. His strong hands gripping my hips and guiding me towards the stairs, lips migrating back to my neck as he follows me upstairs. It takes all of my concentration to make it up the stairs without falling with my legs feeling like jelly and Joel currently determined to mark my neck with hickeys that I am going to have a very hard time hiding from my dad.

“Sh-shit Joel, you keep doing that and I-“

“You’ll what hmmm?” He ask, voice hot and heavy in my ear and I’m pressing my ass back against his crotch, hearing the way his breath hitches before I’m wriggling out of his grip and sending him a cheeky smile before sprinting to the bathroom with him following, a laughter erupting from him, “Come back here darlin, teasing is a dirty game!”

“Well what you gonna do about it baby?”

“Get that pretty little ass back here!”

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tangledinink · 8 months

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What is your favorite thing in each of your AUs? Like, what's your favorite thing about writing/drawing Swanatello and Gemini?

Oooohhhhh that's a fun question,,, for TMWN I just really like getting to play in the space. To imagine what the gang would be like if they were raised as humans and went to school and got to do things like go to birthday parties and join sports teams, etc etc etc, it's a lot of fun for me.

For Gemini, I really just like getting to focus on Donnie and Leo's relationship, both as twins and also as codependent, trauma-bonded, fucked up little children. I also love getting to have them both be Super Badass, Incredibly Cool, Calm, Collected and Capable, Battle-Hardened Nexus Champions and Celebrities but also The Most Spoiled Little Rich Kids Alive, Don't Know How To Fold Laundry Or Use a Microwave, Pitiful Little Wet Cats.

My favorite thing about Swanatello is just... not thinking too hard about anything. I said from the getgo that I was just gonna draw whatever I wanted and play the story however I wanted and not think about it too hard or worry about it, and that's been a lot of fun for me. I like just...... drawing the comic pages. Not really planning ahead or doing sketches or thumbnails just. Drawing them. And I've loved the 'mystery' aspect that I've stumbled into and getting to see everyone guess and make theories~ It's so much fun

#asks

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ff7-has-taken-me-over · 1 year

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I feel we don’t talk enough about graves having a soft spot for soap that’s cannon. There is so many thing to write with jealous ghost dating soap.

The face I just made with this news. That’s canon?!? I thought it was something fans made up!! Oooohhhhh this is giving me some very nice ideas because I love me a jealous Ghost.

I’m laughing my ass off cause off the top of my head all I can see is Graves being just genuinely nice to Soap - which is amazing cause he’s such a sarcastic prick to literally every other person - and Ghost is promising bloody murder from across the room.

Soap doesn’t think much of it cause this is how Graves has always been with him so he sees no reason to be suspicious of it. It’s like a classic thing where everyone tells him Graves is a dick and he just sits there like ‘but he’s not me so you must be wrong’

Now Ghost - who is actually dating Soap and has been for a while - fucking hates Graves and his goody two shoes act he pulls on whenever Johnny’s about. But he’s also way too prideful and stubborn to admit that he’s jealous so he has no choice but to just let the man do his thing.

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bludragongal · 10 months

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I'm sorry I think there was a misunderstanding with my last question. i meant to ask why did you went for an "into the spiderverse" design with your Peter Parker, the "Peter B Parker" look. I was thinking of doing something like that for my own comic because I loved that version of the character so much and I was wondering if you had any extra insights or cool ideas for why your Peter Parker looks like itsv Peter B. Parker. With the skinny head and the slicked hair and kinda filled eyebrows. Sorry for phrasing the question weird im an idiot sometimes hahaha.

OOOOHHHHH!!!! I SEE!!!! I'm so sorry, there definitely was a misunderstanding on my end!!! Thank you so much for clarifying!

This is kind of embarrassing, but the only reason why I picked that design is because.... I am bad at drawing and designing characters, so I emulated a style of an artist that I admire (Shiyoon Kim) to hopefully learn some things while also making a bunch of silly fun comics. Unfortunately there was no deeper meaning than that... but fortunately, that's all the reason you need sometimes!

S-sorry for not... having a better answer... I did learn quite a bit though!

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gummybearzgocrazyagain · 1 year

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kinn/porsche fic rec

Fake Dating AU

Tell Me That You Love Me (even if it’s fake) by @whitewalkers [luuuuuv me a fandom as ripe with fake dating trope as kp, it never quite loses it’s charm innit. kinn has a high school reunion to attend, and of course why not use it as a ploy to sway his most annoying bodyguard into confessing his nascent feelings... well-done, tis a rec]

Vigilante/Special Agent AU

Deep Like a Coastal Shelf by @Lilla_Torg [aight so this is an author with the very distinguished storytelling pattern, that i can not help but appreciate, their world-building and characterization is usually top notch, and this particular babie is not an exception: porsche and chay were brought up by someone from the syndicate that targets organized crime, and now that people, who used to call themselves their parents, are gone, Porsche is left with the ominous List, and a black leather vigilante suit, to keep their legacy alive. korn and gun are dead, Main and Minor fams are combined, tankhun has taken over as the Leader. kinn handles their overseas ops. amazing quality of storytelling, as always. DNI if you can’t handle pairings other than kp, as this is a multi-pairing piece, as it is customary for this author. but again, the story is so good, i didn’t even skip kimchay/vegaspete bits, which is a feat on it’s own. max kudosssssss]

the house don’t fall (when the bones are good) by @bytheriveriwept [i often say that i luved some works, but there are works i luved, and then there are works i LUVVEEEEEEDDDDDDDD with my whole-ass heart, this bit of genius masterpiece is the case of the latter. kp are special agents, colleagues, parts of the same organization, cohesive unit, and all that. only until porsche decides to take on risqué assignment, and go undercover. will they still be them, when he is back....? what can i say, this was sooooooooo up my alley in so many ways, i don’t even wanna say no more, if you haven’t read this.... what the hell is you even doing]

Third person POV

First Impressions by @AirgiodSLV [oooohhhhh how i luv me some piece of delicious 3rd person pov, yummmmm, Bank is a new hire for the Major fam, and this is the first time he is present at the meeting between the families.... yumm👌]

Alternative Meeting AU

stumbling to the edge by @FireRisingOverTheHills [absolutely delightful and underrated series for those who is not looking for heavy feels: it is light-hearted, sweet, well-written and entertaining, all without being angsty or plot-twist-heavy. despite the alternative meeting, it is still pretty much in-universe compliant. kp meet at a bar under different circumstances, but end up pretty much in the same compromising position that we all love to see them in. much kudos🙏]

the less i know the better by @mslunita [yummmmm, delicious morsel of tinder hookup-turned-softness, i really enjoyed this one: kp initially meet on the apps, and yet, being themselves, immediately turn this motha all soppy and lovey-dovey, - extremely canon-complaint, if you ask me. exactly the kinda content i am here for🙏 super-well done]

For Want of Fighting by @Mara [this fandom sure does luuuuuuv it some alternative meetings aus, huh, and i ain’t about to complain. great short piece, Businessman AU, first meeting is not too drastically different to canon, but the context does slightly differ. very entertaining and def a rec]

Sports AU

Salt by @ronadnhermy [oh. my. god. what a fucking catch, luv luv luved ittttttt, so well-written, so entertaining, there is plot, there is emotional turmoil, morally dubious kinn, maybe the younger versions of them is not exactly my jam, but with such quality, who cares... porsche is like 18-19 and on the Thailand National Taekwondo team, kinn is in uni, and sees something he likes, thangs spiral from there... super recommend, ah-mazing, allllllll the kudos]

bar owner!porsche AU

like real people do by @motherfleckers [Kinn is a celeb, Porsche owns a tiny bar in a tinier fishing town, simple premise with a delightful resolution: eyebrows, usual canon levels of audacity, motorcycle rides, and, most importantly, kinn’s dick is not small. it’s very very good (the fic, not kinn’s dick, although that too). major kudosssssssss]

Now make your bed (now lie in it) by @deliciousblizzardshark [2-for-1 tropes sale, apart from bar owner!porsche, you get accidental babie acquisition, my beloved <33333 fair warning, one must brace themselves for being gutted with longing, as well as general adorableness of kinn going “i’ve only had this random babie for 1,5 days but if something happens to her imma end everyone in this establishment and then myself”, adored this one sooooo much, prolly one of my personal faves, sooooooo many kudosssssss]

Cabin crew AU

before i leave, i want it a thousand times by @mslunita [despite somewhat disparaging reputation real-life cabin crew have acquired in my city, i clearly have no issues reading porsche being one slutty flight attendant, and hey, when your client is kinn anakinn theerapanyakul, who could actually blame him for slightly loosening his morals up on occasion, right? certainly not me, you go boiiiiii]

Historical AU

Love and the Art of War by @fortunehasgivenup [oooooowwwwww yassss, this is sooooo far up my alley it ain’t even funny. first of all, this author is everything, man, love all their fics, must reads, all of them. this specific babie is sooooo precious though: set in some nebulous middle ages, it’s a war camp setting, kinn has been away from home for months, and upon returning from some battle or other, gets an unexpected visitor waiting for him inside his tent. ngl, i would have read 200k of this, but author gave me 4, and i lapped them up like a man starved. perfection, truly. not to mention the use of “anakinn” in any context just does it for me🤷‍♀️]

Sex worker adjacent AU

escort AU by @Oscarian_Flame [Porsche joins the same agency kinn has been a long-term client of, and the universe expands from there. well-written and fun to explore, with interesting oc’s, worth a read for sure!]

Cliff Jump by @AirgiodSLV [ooohhhhh yeahhh babie we talking with this one💅 soooo.... vegas is using the same agency, and it kinda triggers kinn’s competitive side, earning him a certain... reputation. once every twink is bangkok is so exhausted that ain’t noone is able to deal with his over-the-top shite no more, the agency sends someone who has enough stamina to withstand the lengthy bounds of athletic... interactions. yeahhhhh, you guessed it. so very entertaining and plot-twisty. so very delightful]

even though you’re not mine, you’ve got that look in your eyes by @fortunehasgivenup [highly highly doubt there are people left in this fandom who have not read this masterpiece, and yet could not exclude it from the recs, it’s that spectacular. if one must create escort-by-misunderstanding AU.... do it to such level. spectacular work, allllll the kudos]

Night Call by @ziusik [one of my fav pieces in this fandom no cap, if you know this author, you know, i obvi adore every single word of both mileapo and kp this author has everrrrr written, and this particular stripper!porsche au with absolutely helplessly besotted idiot-kinn is outa this worldddddddd great. it’s like if “under the influence” by cb was a fic, the vibe is simply immaculate]

Comedy/Crack

Wilderness Camp by @housseao3 [wholesome and endearing piece of fun, i lichrally cackled multiple times, i meannnn, tankhun with his rompers, chan/tay, sugarplum/chicken, unforgettable ken/groundskeeper....? adorable, entertaining and praise-worthy attempt at light-heartedness and humour, super-well done]

School/Uni AU

let there be no barriers (between you and i) by @anakinn [being both adorable and hot is a general qualifier for ending up on my rec page, so here it goes as well. porsche has had a crush on one of his classmates for the better part of their university journey. one day being bored in class, he decides to test some random online advice, and see whether anyone of his mates is a mind-reader.... you guessed it folks, one particular person just might be. short and to the point delicious morsel of general canon-appropriate kp horniness for eo <3]

i gave a second chance to cupid by @haeseolar [omnomnomnom *chomps down on this fic with gusto* you know the feeling you get while consuming media, this overwhelming regret that the magnificent piece of work you’re currently devouring has already been perceived by you, and you never get to experience it for the first time ever again...? big time my energy while reading this one, what a mind candy, i reeeeeeeeeally enjoyed it🙏🙏🙏 kinn is 39, he is teaching lit at a private school, when the new 24yo PE teacher joins their roster fresh off uni... i dunno what to tell you, this author just gets it, when i say all the kudos, i quite literally mean all the possible kudos for this one]

Various in-universe AUs

The One Where Porsche and Kim Are Gym Buddies by @fortunehasgivenup [oooiiii, what fun, what funnnnnn: kim and porsche are both in the fights, and occasionally meet at the gym... reluctant comradery ensues. they talk to each other about their respective crushes, none the wiser that they have been railing each other’s nong and phi... what else is there to say, the author is so good i even attempted to read kimchay, which is practically unheard of, lich-rally all the kudos]

Here With You by @Yeetyeetbroski [daaaaaaaamn sonnn, the tension, the tensionnnnnn..... “scrumptious” is an understatement for what a treat it was. thank you dear author, much much MUCH kudos p.s. while you’re at it, i’d recommend to go through this author’s whole catalogue, their rendition of kp dynamic is a delight to read]

The Aftermath by @Yeetyeetbroski [yippy, the softness <3333333 So this is an Ep 6 aftermath, an AU for Ep 7. absolutely lovely and adorbs. soft besotted kinn is universally accepted as one of the fandom fav versions of kinn, so in regards of delivering on this front this fic is def up there. awesome read]

Post-canon

Storm to Weather by @archay [it was soooo good, i luv this typa vibe, bitter-sweet, but hopeful <333 the theerapanyakul empire is done for, and kinn and porsche are out to fend for themselves in a real world. tis a rec]

Whittled Down by Another War by @rageprufrock [i... are there even words... abso-fucking-lutely legendary piece, the way theerapanyakul bros dynamic is portrayed in this.... damnnnnnnnnnn, if there is anyone, literally anyone left who has not read this yet... what the fuck are you doing with your life, GO READ THIS ABSOLUTELY MINDBLOWING FIC]

fell in love with the fire long ago by @builtempires [wieeeeeeeeeeee, what a tasty treat: kinn is away on business, and a certain head of the minor family decides that sending his partner some racy pics while separated by thousands of miles would help the situation... it both does and doesn’t. very entertaining, super hot, much kudos]

Magic AU

Instinct by @the-wayside [ohhhhh this bloody gorgeous muthafuckin thang.... i remember being so overwhelmed after reading initial chapters that i even dmed the author, cause it was cloying at my skin, the story is superb. not everyone, but many people got an instinct living inside of them, and what do you think happens when kinn goes to some random underground fight held at some random seedy club and his instinct meets porsche.... yeppp. something about reading how the most animalistic, primal part of kinn wants and longs for what is his is just.... maaaaaaaan, If you haven’t read it yet and there is still an opportunity for you to experience it for the first time, i am so fucking envious no cap]

Poring Down Crimson Fire by @Lilla_Torg [whatttttttt, this was fucking insane, like...??? the world-building??? i fucking can’t, off the charts, insert chief kiss emoji size of a sun. i don’t even know how to rec something like dat, just... insanely devastatingly interesting story, and yeah, technically it’s not even kp fic per se, cause the whole fucking gang be giving off main character vibes. must read]

bonus:

MILEAPO

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disclaimer: realizing how tricky the whole topic of rpf might seem, i myself have not dipped a toe in this pool in a long, long time, therefore do completely understand and accept any potential discomfort anyone may have with using names/likeness of real people for fanfiction writing purposes. kindly, if you are uncomfortable with the topic, do not proceed any further, thank yew. p.s. also, as it has been noted so many times before, if you didn’t want us to write/read fanfiction about you, maybe you shouldn’t look at your work colleague like dat, bruv, just saying

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Starting Ambitions by @iffervescent [abo rpf, fucking masterpiece, luv this story sm]

Marked by @oliviacirce [yeahhhhhhhh... this. this was... an experience. they are about to film the scene in pete/porsche’s room, but the special effects person is out with the stomach flu, and there is no one to apply the fake hickies to apo’s neck. mile comes up with the brilliant idea that saves the day. no words, only squeals and cheers]

Whole New Kinds of Weather by @archay [short, sweet, hot and to the point 👌 after the NYE 2023 the whole team comes back to Tong’s for an after-party (for the live of me, i dunno why is it always Tong in the fics, tis has become some kind of established fanon by now), and thangs transpire in his bedroom (sorry, phi!!! pls don’t kill them)]

obviously, every single word @ziusik has ever written, especially Limerence, your lips in the street lights, and of fucking course, just a step away, which is definitely one of my fav ma fics everrrrrr and forever fandom classic

and finally...

said you’d be coming back this way again, baby by @concernedlily [this is what i’d call an ultimate ma fic, jokes aside, if there would be a limited amount of fics a person is allowed to read in they lifetime, this would make the cut every time for me. no matter how many wonderfully written, extremely talented ma works are out there, this would always be the ma fic for me, absolutely fandom-forming, i can never praise this work enough]

#kinnporsche #kinnporsche fic rec #mileapo #mileapo fic rec #kinn/porsche

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simpletale-officiale · 7 months

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*Grotto pulls up in the Multiverse bar, cigarette on its teeth as it tries to seem like a beefy delinquent punk who smokes*

*It makes its way over to 404 and rolls to seduce him for information.*

"So--"

*cough, hack, wheeze*

"--I haven't seen you he--"

*It chokes on the cigarette smoke some more.*

*It casually holds the cancer stick between its fingers instead as to not look even more like a fool.*

"You seem like you're here a lot, pretty boy. You wouldn't happen to know somebody named Mr. Sin, would you...?"

*I immediately start blushing and feeling butterflies inside my stomach. Much akin to rolling a natural 1, I completely ignore how desperately you are attempting to seduce me and assume you're genuinely into me due to you looking directly into my face rather than my blue screen and you being the first person in years to be directly interacting with me.*

well u-P-P-PRETTY?! =0_0=

I-I-i... th-th-thank you...? >√>

*Despite of me wanting to believe this as an act of love, my consciousness denies me of fully acknowledging this as I have extremely horrific trust issues after being dumped by Error and do not want to appear weird if this was just an average homie activity.*

*Before you can even finish your sentence I immediately start traumadumping as I assume you want to know more about my extremely real and important lore.*

OH YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT THE ALTERNATE TIMELINE THAT THE ALTERNATE ME IS FROM?!

OOOOHHHHH MY GOOOOODDDD IVE BEEN WAITING TO JUST GEEK OUT ABOUT IT!!!

so theres this alternative version of me which claims to have been made for anarchy and that I was programmed in some type of way to like get these 2 timelines togheter or something but whats important is that everyone in this world is like based off people from this world and like way cooler and hotter in every way but he claims to be close to this guy called Cross who is "the chosen" or some shit but whats weird is that there is nobody called cross sans in this world and he seems to only exist in that world which completely goes against the fact everyone is based off something unle-

*I finally register what you were actually saying.*

What.

I do not know of this "sin" you speak of or why you think I'd know anything about that but all we know is that the moon is weird i dont want to hear any of your crazy theories about it and honestly my trust for you has horribly declined after this never talk to me again you fucking loser

*Read my consciousness.*

we had to do some.... experimental surgery on frosty after their incident in the fryer.

they call themselves "darth frosty" now? weird. they really want revenge at grotto. seems they suceeeded!

#cw link has to do with self-harm #simpletale #simpleverse #error 404 #404 sans #404 IF HE WAS GOOD #complextale #simple pre-scratch #OUR complextale. not anyones else #darth vader #russ art

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pomeloandtv · 9 months

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Are you sure we didn't go too big?

We?

I mean "I"

That's right. Who's decision was it to let me pick?

My decision

That's right, you loved the thought of me being unable to turn away from you, out of mind with lust, didn't you?

Yes

And whose idea was it first, to have the augmentation? Mine or yours?

Mine.

And why did you want to do that?

I'd always been interested, but my boobs started to sag after the baby, and then I wanted to do something about it. And I suggested the idea to you. So much changed after the baby...

That's right, but the hypnosis worked for you, the depression passed, didn't it?

Yes

Anyway, so you suggested the boob job first, you wanted this, and you wanted me to pick, so what's the problem?

I'm not sure I wanted this big, they're so heavy...

But now you have an excuse to keep fit, you were never diligent about that before, now you have to keep fit to keep your back strong. So it's good they're heavy, right?

I guess so. But they get in the way...

You love that. You've told me before how hot it can make you feel.

Yeah, but I say that when I'm horny or when I see you notice how big they are. When I'm not horny it can be annoying

Well, it's good that your breasts can make you horny isn't it, so you can enjoy them getting in the way. And remember how your sex drive went away when you were sad after the baby. Isn't it good that it's back, and that you have an extra thing to feel hot about.

It is good that my sex drive is back, but....

And I know you love it when I play with them, I know it must feel great for you, right?

It feels so good

Like now?

Mmmmmm, yeeeaaahhh, mmm

OK, now take that top off, because what I've noticed is how your eyes roll back in your head when I slap them, see?

Nnnnggggggg, oooohhhhh

And I know you love how I describe how fake they are. See how they don't even move like real breasts?

Unnnhhhhh

Like big heavy lumps, the shape of the implant distorting, but still there, real breasts would flow like the sea, but look at these "things" bouncing off each other.

Hnnngg

It gets you so wet to hear me describe you like an object, doesn't it

oh god, yes, but wait, uhhh, please?

Yes?

I, uh, I it always goes like this, recently anyway, I get up the courage to talk to you about something and you make me horny and I can't think and then you just decide, I never win anymore, I dunno, since the hypnosis ...

Hold that thought. *clicks fingers*. Ok good. You know how much worse things were during your depression. The hypnosis cured it. Things are different now, but they're better. I'll reinforce that chain of thought for you later, but for now, you were complaining about your big sexy boobs. Wake.

... um? ....

Go on?

Uhhh. Um, I was talking about my big *squeezing* sexy boobs? uhhh, yeah

Complaining, you were complaining about them

Yeah, uh my friends, my sisters, some of them are surprised with how big I went, shocked even. Diane and Bobby want to host a barbecue pool party next month. Diane made me promise I wouldn't wear a bikini. A one piece, high collar at most, she said

Really?

She, uh, she didn't say it, but I think she thinks they're obscene, and her boys, well they're teenagers now...

She thinks *you're* obscene? Your friend does?

Well, not me, my breasts.

Can you go to the party without these *slap* melons?

Some friend.

But, everyone was shocked. You told me to lie and tell everyone I was going for a "small D", and then afterwards tell them I got up the courage to ask for what I really wanted at the last minute.

But you know how hot I found that, you did that for me, remember. Are you regretting it?

No, um no, I'm glad. I remember, the month after I healed, we visited everyone, how, much you loved how shocked everyone was, and, yeah it is hot, they never imagined I would do that. I loved it too.

So what's the problem? Why are we talking about this? Do you love your breasts or not?

This isn't going the way I hoped. There's other stuff too?

I'm listening

People just stare all the time, strangers, I, sometimes it is annoying.

Sometimes? Remember before the surgery when we spent the week away, and you wore the inserts the whole time?

Yes

You loved how everyone stared.

Yes, but that was a holiday, holidays feel easier, always. Its a different mood to real life. And you were always there, and seeing you be proud, showing me off, you're not always there.

And remember last week in Ikea?

Yes

You specifically said to me was how much you loved "being the yummy mummy with the loud heels and the huge rack"

I know, I did, I do.

And remember what I said to you?

You said everyone who wants to look at my tits knows where to find me, they just need to follow the sound of my heels

And then?

And we were in a little mock kitchen and you put your hand down my jeans and fingered me and showed me how wet your finger was *giggles, squeezing boobs*

You love your huge tits

Yeah, I do, but it's still sometimes annoying, when you're not there. People aren't listening to me, or are being too nice...

You've been hot all your life, you're used to people being too nice

Yes, but now, with big boobs they're even nicer. I used to have an idea which people were genuine and which were just being nice because I was hot, but now it is impossible to tell, even people who act uninterested, I'm thinking are they over compensating because of my huge boobs?.

Ok, you're right, before some people were only being nice because of your looks and now even more will be nice because of your looks and boobs. But this is good too

How?

Before, there were times when you could believe one particular person was being sincere. But there was always a chance you would be wrong and trust someone you shouldn't. Now that everyone is being even nicer it is harder for you to distinguish fact from fiction, and you know this, and this means you won't make the mistake to trust someone who you shouldn't

That means I should always assume everyone is treating me different because of my boobs? Is that good?

It means you won't be hurt. *kneading boobs again*. Even when people are disinterested, you should always assume they are over compensating for the effect of your boobs. I'll work on that idea later

What do you mean "work on it later?"

Hold that thought *clicks fingers* You're complaining about your boobs, worried about people being too nice. But you feel like you've lost the argument. None of your points felt as substantive outside your head as inside. You feel so stupid. My arguments always seem so strong and obvious and logical. And now you worry that you are annoying me or boring me. If there is any different argument you haven't said yet, try now so you don't have to start this conversation again later, but you definitely would love to mollify any annoyance I have by getting me to squeeze your boobs again. Wake

I dunno, sometimes they're too much, people are so weird, not trusting anyone, I dunno. I ... it's fine, I, uh, I just needed to vent, I do love them so much, I'm glad you got them. I, one thing, I worry about the effect it might have on our son. Or if we have a daughter. Like, if they're Mom has these enormous fake breasts, and is nearly always showing off cleavage... is that a problem? Am I hurting them?

That's a stupid thing to say

Wha , stupid, I...what, why would you....??

Listen to me

...

Do you want your children to have a mother who hides who they are, who tries to be a person they are not, who lives a life oppressing herself? Who lives by other peoples standards and not her own? Is that the kind of influence you want to be to them?

No, but, I ... I didn't used to be like this though, things have changed

But you've already told me several times you love it, were you lying?

No! I mean, I ... I'm sorry baby, I'm just feeling funny. I do love everything. I don't want to be a bad influence to our son, you'll see. And you're right. Thank you for explaining it to me, I feel better now.

Cheered up?

Yeah *brave smile*

*big squeeze* You like them huge don't you?

Uhhh, *giggle* yap.

You love being huge for me

*under her breath* I looooooove it

And you know how much I love it that people we don't know who live around here, they all recognise you as the mom with the huge fakes. You make me very happy.

yayyyyyyy!

Ok, here, take care of this

Mmmm, I love how hard you are!

*said between squeezing and sucking and biting her tits* You do that to me, your tits do that to me. It's your fault.

I love that I do that to you! Making you so hard so often makes me feel so good!

I know it does, and it makes me happy that you find meaning being my slut

*giggling* yeah, I'm a slut for you. Just tell me what I need to do for you, to be exactly what you need, to make me feel this good, I'll do it

Ha! You'd change for me again, wouldn't you slut?

Uh, wait...

Shhh, lay back so I can absolutely annihilate you

~~~ LATER ~~~

Um, earlier in bed, I, uh, when I said I would change, I meant like, hair or clothes or something, but I don't know if you meant that though

Hold that thought *clicks fingers* You want to ask about what I said about changing, but you already tried to ask me one thing today, and it didn't go well, all your arguments went nowhere. You feel so stupid and weak, better not say anything and feel stupid and weak again. Ask me about your friend Diane. Wake.

Um, uh. Where? Oh, so Diane, um I wanted to talk about her, sometimes I'm so stupid, what did I want to say?

Was it about the barbecue, the bikini.

I don't know. Maybe?

Listen, if she is your friend, she should accept you how you are. If she doesn't want to invite your tits to the party, then she doesn't want to invite you. Talk to her about it. If she can't see reason here, you should think hard about your friendship with her.

But I've known her since middle school!

And I expect she will see sense, but sometimes people change, and if she is no longer someone who supports their friends, I'm not saying ditch her immediately, but you do need to examine your friendship with her. You survived post-natal depression, we, as a family, survived it. You don't need toxic, controlling people in your life, telling you what to do. Do you?

I guess not

And you can always talk to me, you know that, right?

Yes, I know

#story

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