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[CN] Gavin’s Car Repair Date

🍒 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for a date, 修车之约, which has not been released in EN! 🍒

[ This was released on 13 August 2021 ]

Beneath the blue skies and white clouds, the meandering road stretches towards the mountaintop, and the roar of the engine is incessant.

A light-hearted melody flows slowly within the car. Since we’ve already heard this song many times, Gavin and I find ourselves humming along to the music softly.

Gavin: Are you tired? I could drive next.

Sitting on the front passenger seat, Gavin turns his head to look at me.

MC: I’m not tired. I’m filled with energy right now~

I shake my head, gripping the steering wheel while my gaze focuses on the front.

Gavin and I had originally planned to go on a vacation in a neighbouring city today. However, sudden changes at work caused my vacation to shrink to half a day...

As such, Gavin suggested that we should change our plans to a drive, and that he’d take me to this mountain route he often drives on.

MC: I’ve already watched you driving down this road a couple of times. I’m more or less familiar with this route.

The corners of my lips curl upwards slightly, feeling the fresh breeze brushing my cheeks, along with the comforting and pleasant sensation it brings.

MC: I can now understand why you like going on a spin here. The feeling of rushing among the mountains feels really carefree.

Hearing this, Gavin’s lips hook into a smile.

Gavin: If you like it, we could come here often next time.

MC: Sure. But I’ll be the one to drive you, okay?

I speak with a teasing tone, and Gavin chuckles softly.

Gavin: Why not?

While we’re talking and laughing, a strange sound abruptly drifts to our ears. My brows furrow. Gavin also senses the problem.

Gavin: Let’s stop the car.

I nod, bringing the car to the side before stopping.

Gavin walks over to the front of the car, then opens the hood. Bits of sunlight filter through the leaves, casting a mix of light and shadows on his face.

MC: Should I call the insurance company?

Gavin: No need.

Gavin purses his lips slightly, then waves casually.

Gavin: The spark plug just needs to be replaced. This car’s pretty old, and it hasn’t been maintained much. It’s a good time to give it a thorough check.

MC: I see...

I glance at the long mountain road. Even if we were to head down the mountain now, there’s still a great distance between us and the city...

Gavin: It’s fine, there’s no need to worry.

As though seeing through my thoughts, he gives me a smile.

Gavin: There happens to be a shop I’m familiar with nearby. Since we’ve been driving for such a long time, we could head there for a short break too.

Gavin places his warm palm on the top of my head, rubbing it gently.

Gavin: In short, it isn’t a huge problem and we can continue driving. Let’s get in.

Halfway up this secluded mountain, Gavin stations the car outside a shop which looks pretty old. After getting off, what enters our vision is a tightly shut roll-up door.

Gavin: The boss might have headed out.

Gavin calls out the boss’ name several times, but doesn’t receive a response. Instead, the sound of barking drifts over.

MC: This is...

Gavin: It belongs to the boss.

Gavin takes out his phone and dials a number. At the same time, he strides towards a flowerpot at the side, retrieving a key from underneath.

Gavin: I’ve told the boss about our situation. He says we could head into the shop to repair the car ourselves.

MC: Ourselves?

I mumble in slight confusion, watching as Gavin lifts the roll-up door.

Before I can get a clear glimpse of the shop’s interior, a figure leaps out.

??: Woof woof!

A brown puppy circles around Gavin excitedly, nuzzling against him affectionately.

Gavin (voice clip here): Long time no see, Bean Bun.

Gavin squats down, patting its head. Then, he points at me.

Gavin: This is Big Sis MC. Say hello to her.

MC: Nice to meet you, Bean Bun~

I bend down. When Bean Bun sees me, the affectionate energy disappears instantly, and it hides behind Gavin timidly.

MC: ...I’m feeling a sense of déjà vu. Why are these dogs only close to you?

I pout, my tone laced with envy. Gavin chuckles softly.

Gavin: It’s just a little afraid of strangers. Once it familiarises itself with you, it’d naturally stick to you.

Watching as Gavin carries the puppy up with ease, I can’t help but ask curiously.

MC: Do you come here often?

Gavin: I guess so. I often go on drives on the mountain, and got to know the boss here. I’d drop by occasionally to modify cars with him.

Gavin places Bean Bun down, then gives me a slight smile.

Gavin: That’s why I’m more familiar with this puppy.

After saying this, he gets up and drives the car into the shop. I scan my surroundings in curiosity.

All of a sudden, a few photographs on the horizontally striped wall draw my attention-

The photographs feature customers of the shop with their beloved cars. Stepping closer, I find one figure particularly familiar...

MC: !

MC: Gavin, your photo is here too!

Pleasantly surprised, I point at that photograph. The Gavin in the photograph is even more youthful than he is right now. He’s leaning against the car, his amber eyes filled with unruliness.

This isn’t the only photograph. Next to it, there are several photographs of Gavin checking or fixing cars. However, they appear to be candid shots.

There are occasionally photographs of him looking directly into the camera. His brows are always furrowed slightly, reluctance written all over his face.

Thinking of the reasons why he was forced to have such photos taken, I find myself bursting into laughter.

Gavin: Cough...

An unnatural cough drifts to my ears softly. Without realising it, Gavin has come over to stand behind me.

Gavin: I once learnt how to repair cars from this boss.

He follows my line of sight, sweeping a glance at the photographs while explaining.

Gavin: But he’s very strange. He didn’t ask for fees, but just wanted to take some photographs of me to stick on the wall of the shop... he said that his business would be better this way.

Hearing this, the smile on my face grows even wider.

MC: Looks like this boss has pretty good taste. He knows that he can’t let this dashing “model” slip by~ If only I had such photographs of you...

I say this enviously while scrutinising the photographs on the wall. Gavin stares at the photographs of the youthful version of himself, and seems to understand my words differently.

Gavin: “Such” photographs?

MC: Mm!

Gavin: You could take a few photos later.

In a nonchalant manner, Gavin shifts to stand in front of me, and just so happens to block my line of sight.

Gavin: Stop looking. My skills from back then are far different from what they’re like now.

He arches his brows slightly, taking my hand in his.

While looking at the person in front of me, I find myself laughing aloud. A sudden realisation strikes me.

MC: Wait. You mentioned “car repair skills”... So other than motorcycles, you can repair cars too?

My eyes widen in astonishment.

In these photographs, Gavin is always driving a car. Even though I already knew that he can modify and repair motorcycles, I never thought that four-wheeled vehicles were an easy feat for him too.

Probably due to my exaggerated expression and tone, Gavin chuckles.

Gavin: Why are you so surprised? I had an interest in it, so I tried learning a little. It isn’t anything serious. Although cars and motorcycles are two different types of vehicles, the principles behind repairing them are more or less the same.

Gavin says this calmly while retrieving spare parts for the replacement from a cupboard at the side. I support my chin with a hand, eyes focused on him.

MC: You seem to know everything.

Gavin: That’s an exaggeration. It’s just a hobby.

With a faint smile, he walks towards the car while carrying the tools. When he walks past me, he taps on my cap gently.

Gavin: It won’t take long. It’d be fixed really soon. You can sit at the side and take a break for now.

After saying this, Gavin rolls his sleeves up to his elbows, revealing his contoured arm as he uses the tools seriously.

I watch on fixedly, realising that I rarely see this version of him. As such, I smile while shaking my head, moving a chair over and sitting down next to him.

MC: I just want to stay here. This is the first time I’m watching you repair a car for real. I want to protect this best observation spot~

Gavin chuckles softly, and doesn’t insist otherwise.

In the next second, something seems to occur to him. He stops in the midst of opening the hood of the car, then casts a glance at me.

MC: Hm? What’s wrong?

The corners of his lips hook upwards slightly, a gentle light overflowing in his eyes.

Gavin: Erm, MC. Could you help me out?

Hearing Gavin’s suggestion, I nod hurriedly.

MC: Of course I can. How can I help?

Gavin tilts his head crookedly and ponders over this.

Gavin: Could you hand me tools?

MC: Only handing you tools...?

Seeing that I’m slightly disappointed in this task which doesn’t require much skill, Gavin smiles as he grabs a clean apron from the rack and ties it on me.

Gavin: It’s inevitable to get grease on you when repairing cars. You’re dressed really nicely today, so don’t get yourself dirty.

The sudden closeness in proximity causes me to soften my breathing. I cooperate by lifting my hands, then sneak a peek at Gavin from my peripheral vision.

His eyes are lowered, and his expression is serious as he ties the ribbon of the apron into a knot. His warm breaths gently brush against my ear.

I blink and nod, my voice turning soft.

MC: Understood. In that case, I’ll be Officer Gavin’s little assistant today~

I say this with anticipation, and very soon grow accustomed to this new role.

While Gavin changes into his work clothes, I purchase two bottles of iced water from a nearby stall. After returning, the both of us take out the necessary spare parts and tools from a work cabinet.

Just as everything is going smoothly, a crisp sound drifts from the side, as though something has fallen to the ground.

Twisting our heads to look, we realise that Bean Bun, who had been drinking water obediently at the side earlier, has moved over to the car, pawing at the tools on the floor.

Gavin: A spare part probably fell underneath the car.

As though punishing it, Gavin rubs Bean Bun’s head. Then, he leans over to look below the car. He supports himself on the body of the car with one hand, attempting to reach for the spare part which rolled underneath the car.

Looking at his tall frame and the amount of effort he’s exerting, I can’t help but chuckle.

MC: I’ll do it.

Without waiting for Gavin’s response, I squat down, reaching out to feel underneath the car.

Gavin: ...do it slowly.

A large hand is lifted up, carefully protecting my head.

After feeling around the darkness beneath the car, my fingertips suddenly bump into something icy cold.

MC: Got it!

Seeing how happy I look, the corners of Gavin’s lips lift into a smile.

Gavin: Looks like having an ‘assistant’ around is much more convenient.

He takes the spare part from my hand.

Gavin: I’ll have to trouble you again later.

MC: Mm, leave it to me!

Gavin removes his cap. After using a hoisting jack to prop the car up, his movements are nimble as he burrows underneath the car.

In the meanwhile, I tidy up the tools that Bean Bun had messed up earlier. Occasionally, the crisp sound of clanking metal can be heard.

Bean Bun: Woof!

After a moment, I hear a sudden sound.

Turning my head over, I spot Bean Bun wagging its tail, running towards the car.

MC: Wait, Bean Bun!

Worried that it’d disturb Gavin while he’s repairing the car, I attempt to pick it up. However, Bean Bun manages to evade me nimbly again and again.

In the blink of an eye, it slips underneath the car. I hurriedly bend down, looking underneath.

MC: Bean Bun, come here...

My voice abruptly halts, and my line of sight is involuntarily drawn to the image before me-

Gavin is lying on the ground, his gaze focused as he makes replacements to the car.

His head is tilted upwards, revealing his sculpted lower jaw. A droplet of sweat slides off his face, plunging into the collar of his slightly open shirt.

Despite the grease and dirt on Gavin’s face, it does not minimise his dashing spirit at all.

Bean Bun: Woo...

Bean Bun’s bark returns me to my senses. It’s currently lying at the side, looking at Gavin a little pitifully. It’s as though it wants Gavin to play with it.

I wave at Bean Bun, pretending to look stern.

MC: Bean Bun, come here. I’ll give you delicious, delicious food!

Bean Bun: Woo woo...

Gavin: [laughs] It’s okay, he won’t disturb me.

Following the sound and looking over, I realise that Gavin had stopped his work at some point of time, and is currently looking at me with a shining gaze.

My face flushes, and I avert my eyes while using this opportunity to pick Bean Bun up, who is stuck to his side.

MC: Reporting to Officer Gavin - I’ve successfully kept this Little Rascal under control!

My dead seriousness tickles Gavin to laughter. He plays with Bean Bun while it’s in my arms.

Gavin: Mm, not bad. My assistant is indeed competent.

After this, he continues with the work on hand, just that the smile at the corners of his lips curls at a greater angle than before.

Gavin: MC, stay here and talk to me.

MC: Mm, sure~

I blink, then retrieve a small electronic fan from my bag at the side. I point it towards Gavin, wanting him to feel a little more comfortable.

Gavin: Come to think of it, do you know why I wanted to learn how to repair cars?

I look at him with curiosity, and Gavin continues.

Gavin: When driving, I’m the first person who can understand the overall situation of the car. To me, fixing the car myself is most convenient. Also, I can make detailed adjustments based on my own preferences. It takes a little more time, but the process is very interesting.

Gavin’s tone is gentle as he speaks, the corners of his lips lifting involuntarily.

Seeing the bright lights in his eyes, I feel a certain part of my heart being stirred.

MC: So that’s the reason why you like modifying and adding new coats of paint to vehicles? I know how that feels.

I nod while chuckling softly.

MC: Whenever I finished my handcrafts in the past, I’d draw all sorts of doodles on them... It was akin to leaving a mark belonging exclusively to me on the things that I liked.

I mumble to myself, not noticing that Gavin has paused in his movements. After a moment, he slides out smoothly from underneath the car.

Warm yellow sunlight lands on Gavin’s face, smoothening his sharp edges.

My heart stirs slightly. Supporting my hands on my kneecaps, I bend over to ask him a question.

MC: Are you done repairing it?

Beneath the mottled light, Gavin lifts his eyes to look at me, arching his brows.

Gavin: Not yet. There’s still the final step. I’ll need your help.

He pulls me over to him. Amid the hot and dry air in the surroundings, Gavin’s scent and the smell of engine oil blend together.

Gavin places a tool in my hand. Together, we screw the spare part I had picked up earlier.

Gavin: Done.

His scorching breaths land on the nape of my neck. I turn my head, watching as a large patch of sunlight spills on Gavin’s back.

Scattered dust floats in the air, reminiscent of mayflies as they land on the car, which has already been covered with a layer of dust.

The person in front of me has a bright and clear smile which is even more dazzling than sunlight. I blink gently, tugging on Gavin’s hand and swinging it to and fro.

MC: Gavin, there’s something else I might be able to help you with.

“Splash...”

I retrieve a towel from the pail, leaning over and meticulously wiping the car which has already been rinsed once.

In the next moment, Gavin stands behind me, grabbing my hand.

Gavin: It’s best to start from the roof of the car. That way, we wouldn’t have to wipe and wash it again. Like this.

MC: Mm...

I cooperate, standing on my tiptoes. Due to our difference in height, I find it a little strenuous.

Gavin: [laughs] Let me do it.

While saying this, Gavin takes the towel from my hand.

I nod and turn around. Only then do I realise that we’re only a finger away from each other.

Stray hairs on his forehead sweep against the tip of my nose, and I can see each one of his eyelashes distinctly.

Warmth climbs up my cheeks gradually. Just as I plan to slip out of this tiny space, my wrist is suddenly tugged on.

MC: A-aren’t you washing the roof of the car...

Lifting my head, I see an imperceptible smile flashing past his eyes.

Gavin: Before washing it, I have to ask for a “reward” from my little assistant.

After saying this, he leans down, cupping a hand against my ear.

Then, he leaves a gentle kiss on my lips.

I hold my breath. The only thing I can feel is my slightly increased heart rate.

On this scorching summer afternoon, the whirring fan moves continuously, and the sunlight along the horizon turns from a dazzling gold into a warm yellow.

Without even realising it, we’ve already wiped off all the soap bubbles on the car, and the body of the car is as shiny as the surface of a mirror.

MC: Done! Is Officer Gavin satisfied with this little assistant’s performance?

I turn my head towards Gavin excitedly. When I see the white soap bubbles on his face, I laugh aloud.

Gavin: What is it?

Under Gavin’s confused gaze, I turn the sprinkler to the lowest level, then head over to Gavin.

MC: Don’t move.

I dab some water on my hand, wanting to brush off the soap bubbles on his face.

MC: Gavin, squat down a little.

Gavin: Mm, okay.

Gavin nods in understanding. Following my instructions, he bends down. In an instant, his sculpted face draws close to me.

Beneath the gem-like and dazzling sunlight, the beads of sweat on his skin reflect light, causing me to be slightly engrossed in the sight.

I brush off the soap bubbles on his face gently. A damp yet soft sensation drifts from my fingertips. Gavin’s eyelashes quiver slightly at the touch.

Gavin: ...are you done?

I turn my head, realising that the tips of Gavin’s ears have turned an unnatural red.

MC: ...nope. There’s still a little bit on your nose.

Suppressing my laughter, I continue caressing his outline, deliberately leaning in closer.

Gavin’s breathing seems to become heavier. His eyelashes quiver slightly, before his eyes open right in front of me.

Gavin: [breathing noises] ...

Our breaths mingle with the heat waves of midsummer, and our eyes reflect each other’s faces clearly.

After a short while, Gavin seems to react. His lips move, as though he’s about to say something. However, two crisp barks interrupt him.

Bean Bun: Woof! Woof!

Bean Bun, who has been neglected by us, releases unhappy sounds of protest. It hops up continuously, pawing against Gavin’s leg.

MC: Sorry sorry, we seem to keep forgetting you today.

Lowering my head, I pat Bean Bun’s head.

Gavin: [sighs] ...

As though not wanting my attention to continue getting diverted by the puppy, Gavin suddenly carries me in one swoop, placing me on the car as he looks directly at me.

Gavin: I haven’t answered your question from earlier.

MC: Huh?

Gavin leans in close. I have a clear view of the smile overflowing in his amber eyes...

Gavin: I’m very satisfied with the “little assistant’s” performance today.

The faint scent of sweat and the fragrance of soap meld into my breaths. Only after listening to him do I recall the question which was interrupted earlier.

Despite the smile surfacing on my face, I pretend to be dissatisfied while speaking.

MC: Is that all? Officer Gavin’s assessment seems a little superficial.

Gavin laughs. He lowers his head to nuzzle the tip of my nose while he continues.

Gavin: This is how satisfied I am.

After a long while, he draws away from me slightly. With an upward tilt of his lips, he reaches out to leave white soap bubbles on the tip of my nose.

Gavin: [laughs] ...there you go. Now, the both of us have soap bubbles on our faces.

Watching as the smile deepens on his lips, I’m in a daze for a few seconds. Then, I recall how I had toyed with him earlier.

MC: Gavin, you did that on purpose, didn’t you?

Gavin: Mm, this is a counterattack.

Gavin admits it with ease.

MC: I didn’t expect Officer Gavin to launch such a childish counterattack.

I can’t help but laugh. Gavin looks at me, happy warmth reflecting in his clean and clear eyes.

He lowers his head, leaning his forehead against mine affectionately.

Gavin: MC, what you said earlier was very accurate. When there’s something I like, I’d want to leave my exclusive mark on it.

With his gaze, Gavin traces the contours of my face. Along with the warm breeze, his tender words land in my ears clearly.

Gavin: Which is why, over here...

He tilts my chin upwards gently, his voice softening.

Gavin: Let me leave a mark.

The scent belonging exclusively to Gavin wafts over. A soft sensation seals my lips shut.

MC: Mm...

Without giving me any time to react, Gavin rolls my breaths in between my lips and teeth in an overbearing manner.

The sound of disordered breaths dissipate at my ears. I support myself weakly on Gavin’s arms, feeling as though the temperature of my surroundings is rising.

After an unknown period of time, Gavin releases his hold on me. His arms remain tightly wrapped around my waist.

I pant slightly, allowing my breathing to regain some composure. As though I’m unwilling to admit defeat, I lean over towards him, giving him a light peck on his chin.

MC: ...Gavin, me too.

I stare at Gavin, my fingers caressing his outline before sliding down slowly, stopping at his chest.

MC: On you and your heart... I want to leave even more marks belonging exclusively to me.

The light in Gavin’s eyes stir for a moment. Then, he brushes aside the hairs on my face, pressing his lips to my forehead.

Gavin: MC.

I hear him calling my name.

Gavin: Actually, you already did that since a very long time ago. You did it effortlessly.

Reminiscent of a gust of summer breeze, his voice brushes my heart, filling it with a sweet emotion.

I wrap my arms around his neck, feeling the mingling of our interlaced breaths as they melt into the rapidly increasing temperature of the surroundings...

Gavin’s Post: The breeze on the mountain is really comfortable. Next time, I’ll bring Sparky here.

MC: I want to learn how to ride a motorcycle from Officer Gavin!

Gavin: Sure. MC’s private lessons will begin next week.

Minor: Bro Gavin, can I tag along?

Gavin’s Post: The breeze on the mountain is really comfortable. Next time, I’ll bring Sparky here.

MC: Can we drive down different routes next time?

Gavin: Sure. Until you have your heart’s content.

Minor: Bro Gavin, can I tag along?

Gavin’s Post: The breeze on the mountain is really comfortable. Next time, I’ll bring Sparky here.

MC: Sparky: I’ve fallen out of favour.jpg

Gavin: It’s okay, I’ll coax it when we get back.

Minor: Bro Gavin, can I tag along?

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|Breakdown’s & Bugatti’s| M|

PAIRING: Namjoon x Reader (Ft a hint of Tae & Jin)

About- Namjoon just does what he has to do to keep you ....calm while at a charity gala!

OR:

CHAPTER 1 : MEET THE KIMS OF NEW YORK

**WARNINGS: **Semi public sex, Fingering (F receiving), Minimal prep, Light dirty talk, Light spit play, Choking, Spanking, Gags (Makeshift), Non protective sex (Creampie), light overstimulation

WC: 7K (This is a sneak peak so it’s 1.2k)

NON SEXUAL WARNINGS: (Fictional political background) Hints at recreational drug use (Molly) Brief mentions of death, father issues, and panic attacks/anxiety (All of these topics are super minor but again, out of respect I’m mentioning them)

The remaining “characters” will be introduced at a later date

This chapter hints at various future plots

This is almost 2 years old, I reworked it recently

If you’ve been following me for a while this is the original draft for “Club First Royale”

FINAL NOTE: I haven’t been active in damn hear a year ( 8 months) So I am posting sneak peeks intentionally! No, not to torture you guys lol but to get my blog flowing again because I’m sure people aren’t really checking in anymore

OT7 ALTERNATING STORYLINES

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FINALLY, fuck 36737 years later you spot your Kim!

Standing there in all his glory, in a Valentino slim fit navy blue suit, the jacket appearing to have some sort of paisley print, opting against a tie. Leaving his crisp white dress shirt slightly unbuttoned, teasing at his broad carnalized chest as he makes his way from the bar. Heading over to the table, which has an empty seat waiting right beside him with your name written all over it...literally!

Purposely dodging the old lady to your left in a coat that would have PETA ready to throw hands! Gaudy diamonds, terrible Botox, and smelled as if she showered in an entire bottle Chanel No. 5!

Yeah, no, sorry, not in the mood for another meet and greet right now!

“Joonie” Squeals from your lips once you’re in close enough proximity, his dark piercing eyes cut over to meet yours. A playful smirk tugging on those sinfully thick lips of his, accompanied by those disrespectful ass dimples!

“There she is!” Eyes dripping with warmth, as he ushered you in with open arms ,and in these types of situations, Namjoon felt like home, he was your safe space. “You look fuckin good” The words hushed into your hair in a tenor meant for your ears and your ears only! A hint of something a little more than just friendly playing on his tongue.

A small little “Thank you” leaves your lips, and if I didn't know any better I’d think the compliment made you a little flustered.

Namjoon was the definition of Ocean arm’s and goddamn if you didn't just love how big this man was! It literally felt like he was hiding you from the entire universe when he has you nuzzled into his frame! The whole interaction couldn't have lasted longer than 20 seconds in all actuality but god you needed it!

Face flush to his chest, wrapping your arms firm around his waist, letting your eyes flutter shut briefly, a deep slow exhale flooded through your body. Inhaling the musky yet sweet scent of his cologne mixed with his natural aroma, which has grown to become a calming mechanism over the years.

“You had me worried for a minute…” Placing a quick kiss in your hair, that you would have missed if you blinked but again, your in public soo...

Palms soothing up and down your back gently, as he breathed into your hair , pulling back a little so there was some form of personal space between the two of you.

“Your late, even for you princess...I know you started early, I got your live(Instagram) notification, so what happened?” Head clocked to the side as he appraises you and fuck, the bass in his voice still has you all types of fucked up! Glancing over your shoulder briefly before leaning up to place a kiss on the hinge of his jaw, that tittered the line of passing as an “innocent” greeting.

“I’m fine Jonnie it’s nothing, we just got held up in glam.., Ariel was flying in from Miami...we got a late start” Gaze intentionally diverted as you welcomed yourself to his glass of Scotch instead. Damn near inhaling the entire drink as we speak and you hated dark liquor so that alone let him know something was up!

Merely resisting the urge to smooth out the crease he felt forming between his brows, a dry snort left his lips, rolling his eyes in response to your blatant stubbornness. Nevertheless, always the gentleman, reaching down to pull out your chair so you could take a seat next to him. Mirroring your actions just moments prior, quickly scoping out his surroundings before he brought those plush pillows he calls lips a centimeter away from your ear.

Fuck.

“Right, so I'm just going to assume you don’t wanna talk about it right now! Or wait I’m sorry, have you just upgraded to insulting my intelligence straight to my damn face?”

Brow quirked inquisitively, and you could literally feel every word, tone taking on a hint of seriousness the more he talked. Namjoon licked his lips and the tip skimmed the edge of your ear and I - .

“For one you smell like an entire bottle of Heidsieck, I can almost taste the nicotine on your tongue and you've been crying I know you. ”

Pulling back just enough to glare down at you above the brim of his glasses, which he always wore low along his bridge. Eyes daring you to look him in the face a lie again, teasing his fingers through his chocolate locks. Styled in the perfect semi grown out undercut, the top a little on the long side, while the sides tapered into a crisp fade. Sideburns outlining that extremely understated jawline of his! Though you had to admit the yellow gold diamonds dawning his ears were kinda stealing the show right now!

“So again, do you just not wanna talk about it right now? Or have you forgotten that I have an IQ of 137, and can smell bullshit from here all the way to Gangnam!?”

You're having very vivid day daydreams of your hand wrapped around this man's windpipe and for once it’s not even remotely sexual!

Blatantly ignoring the strong twitch within Namjoon’s jaw and simply saying “I’m here, aren’t I!?” Face stoic, tone flat as all hell, in case it wasn’t clear that this conversation was more than over, you opted to eye his bourbon glazed salmon until he got the hint.

“Oh, for fucks sake! ” Hissed from his lips without a lick of heat behind them, because as quiet as it’s kept ,your lowkey Joon’s baby, which is why he cares to begin with! Picking up a piece on his fork before essentially shoving it into your hand ”Your lucky I can’t have your ass getting sick on me tonight, we still have like, 3 hours left of this bullshit.”

More like he just can’t tell you no, but hey, whatever helps him sleep at night! Sliding his plate in your direction, completely giving up on eating at this point, he knew you needed it more anyway! Finally, starting to feel your mix of poisons hit your system so you knew you needed to even it out with a little substance. I mean yeah, you could have just ordered your own plate but meh, this was easier!

Namjoon started busying himself on his phone while you ate, scrolling through a couple contacts until he landed on a contact labeled under “Kookie”.

“Even though you were only late because “Your glam team ran late” There were air bunnies involved, and again you just really wanna choke his ass! “What are you thinking tonight? He’s actually on his way here right now, but he already has a couple options on him...”

The question was vague and for damn good reason...considering…

However you knew exactly what he was referring too.., and thank god!

Speaking over a mouth full of salmon, sounding utterly exasperated! “Honestly, any fucking thing at this point…”

Namjoon hums thoughtfully, sucking on a Bourbon soaked Ice cube “He’ll be here in 20, I just went with Smartees…always a safe bet...”

Smartees, candy, Vitamin -E, Molly... Estcasy...it’s all one and the same, just depends on who you ask!

He leans back in, apparently keen on whispering tonight. “Maybe, if your a good girl and eat enough we can split one before we leave...chill you out a little bit. '' Voice thick and heady, lips curling into a grin with a hint of something wicked playing on the ends, as his fingers idly ghost over your forearm. Giving it a light squeeze and regardless of how innocent the skin-ship may seem to the naked eye, you’re well aware of all the underlying innuendos behind it!

You make a noise of agreement, trying your damnedest to ignore the slight chill coursing up your spine at the pet name. Though before you could even dwell, Namjoon was sliding back in with another update, this one however wasn't as...arousing…to say the least!

“Fox 2’s been waiting for you to get here by the way...since the event was put together by council and all. They've been wanting to talk to us together about the fundraiser, just the same shit as last year.”

Waving his hand dismissively idly twirling the various pieces of Bvlgari around his fingers, seemingly un-phased while you on the other hand...release the most exasperated huff! Reclining against your seat, eyes rolling to the back of your head in 30 different directions! Yeah, It comes with the territory, you know this, hints Namjoons reaction, or lack thereof! But fuck you just really weren’t in the mood to do press tonight, It’s literally physically exhausting to pretend that you weren’t just PISSED!

“Of -fuckin- course they do!” Stabbing your mashed potatoes in a way that's... somewhat concerning…

“Baby.” It was a warning, though his voice sat barley above a whisper, his tone was crystal! Eyes cutting in your direction briefly before dropping back down to his phone….

You didn't have it in you to argue, there’s no way around this anyway, fuck it! “What -the-fuck-ever!” Sliding the half empty plate aside “Well, you wanna just get it out of the way now? Because I’m really not in the mood for-”

“Y/n..oh my god! Hi, honey how are you!? You look beautiful as always…” Suddenly there was a human, a human wearing the wrong shade of foundation kissing your cheek. A human by the name of Caroline, one of the local news anchors...clearly her damn ears were ringing.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Hi guys, that’s all she wrote, well kinda, actually she finished it like 16 months ago lol but that’s all she wrote for now I guess....

**_

_****Love you...see ya soon!!**

***SIDE NOTE, MY FRIEND MADE THE TWITTER EDIT SO DON’T ASK LOL IDK ****

UPDATE: HEADCANONS FOR THE KIM BOYS/OC

HEADCANONS

#Namjoon #namjoon smut #namjoon x reader #namjoon x you #namjoon au #kim namjoon #kim namjoon smut #kim namjoon x reader #bts #bts smut #bts au #bts x reader #kim namjoon x you #kpop #kpop smut #kpop au

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jade-it-queen · 3 years

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Jade. The fate of female character in Mortal Kombat

It’s been a while since I posted anything on my blog cause I’ve been busy with my life and rapid changes in it. During this time, I’ve watched the new 2021 Mortal Kombat movie as well as the new animation Battle of the realms and also rewatched the Story Mode of MK11 a few times. As you probably can tell, I have a lot to say.

JADE. MILEENA. KITANA. SONYA.

Skip this if you don’t want to read my very important (and long as sh*t) rant about female characters in MK.

DISCLAIMER. This thing is going to sound extremely feminist and women-supremacist or whatever. By saying things that I’m going to say, I by no means think that male characters should be weak or lacking. If anything, it would be nice to have some godforsaken EQUALITY. I’ll explain further later.

Part One: Mortal Kombat (2021)

There’s no Jade in this movie.

The end. That should be the sole reason I dislike it.

However, it might be better this way since the Nitara and Mileena portrayals in this movie are... questionable to say the least. Okay, y’all been robbed. If MY JADE would be brought into this movie to BE THERE for like 4 minutes of screen time only to get absolutely brutal FATALITY I. would. be. pissed.

More than I already am and that means something.

Sure, there’s a possibility that she’s going to be present in some of the upcoming movies because this one is definitely not the only one they’re going to make. But do I want that? Yes. And no.

Mortal Kombat movies (and Mortal Kombat in general) have a problem with women portrayal in general. The target audience for them are MEN, potentially heterosexual men, who want nothing more than bloody gorey fighting scenes with occasional sex scene here and there. To achieve that, they need a female lead, an attractive, kinda kick-assish but not too much, to not overshadow the absolutely badass men characters. Girls tend to be “independent” (because God forbid they’d want to express interest in the male leads before the time is right), sarcastic, laid back and sometimes even bitchy. Because, you see, they are fighters. And they are Sonya Blade. They need NO MAN. They just need plot armor, bigger than America itself. And if they’re not Sonya Blade, they are... non existent. They are there, but they are never really there. Here, let me walk on screen for a couple seconds. Let me sit beside Very Important Male Character (aka Shang Tsung) for a couple of seconds, looking absolutely gorgeous. Let me have a fight scene in which I make choices so f*cking stupid there’s no potential explanation to it. I exist in this movie to make people that love me (this character) to come into theatres in hopes to see some good action and interesting plot.

Now, I wasn’t born yesterday, I know how the world works. It’S bEeN LiKe ThAt FoReVeR, gEt OvEr here iT. Yeah, it’s been like that forever and the result is a mediocre movie that pleases neither the casual viewer, nor the actual Mortal Kombat fan. I don’t know, there might be guys who just saw Kung Lao’s fatality on Nitara, thought to themselves “Neat” and went on with their lives. But I exited the cinema with a sour taste in my mouth, feeling like I’ve watched one of the “fighting genre” films based on video games that had nothing worth remembering. Well, besides Kano. He was my favourite part of this movie and I normally can’t stand the guy :’D

Would it really help if they changed the way the women were portrayed? I mean - is that the ACTUAL problem of the movie? No, women being the eye candy and barely something else (if they’re not Sonya Blade) are not the only problem it suffers from. It’s that MK has been going the same route, retelling the same goddamn story for the millionth time. It’s always THE SAME. The only thing changing is who’s gonna get brutally killed. But - of course - out of the “disposable” character pool. It’s never Sonya (because you need our female lead or else there would be no female characters in the story), who ya know could be killed by Mileena but magically WASN’T. Because Mileena FOR SOME REASON was like: Ya know what? Naaah. Even though Sonya’s from Earthrealm and is actively trying to stop you. If anything, kill her because she annoys you. BUT NAH. It’s never Liu Kang because he’s the Chosen One. But killing Kung Lao is fine, he can die so Liu can awaken or smth. It’s not the main character because how else can you portray THE MAGIC OF LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP? Ya, that’s what I thought, don’t even think about it.

You have an amazing universe, filled to the brim with SO. MUCH. POTENTIAL. Let go of the same boring plot line and show us Kombat from another perspective. Change something. F*ck, go all feminist route and make a story center around Mileena dominating the world. Try with different versions of the same story, making it center around different character each time.

SURE, YOU’LL PROBABLY LOSE SOME VIEWERS BUT TIMES ARE CHANGING, AND MOST OF US ARE TIRED TO PAY FOR THE SAME STORY OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

Part Two: Mortal Kombat Legends: Battle of the Realms

Jesus f*cking Christ.

To say this film was rushed is an understatement. While I was watching it, I was like: TF? Everything happens all at once, we have Kuai Liang-Scorpion story line, we have Outworld’s attack, the tournament, not to mention the final fight that should be whole another movie. I felt like no story line was properly laid out, some of the characters died before I got to even know them and the battles were... disappointing. I believe they needed to push this movie out so they squished in everything they had and just went with it.

But, again, this movie just repeats the same things as its live action version. Let me lay it down for you:

Kung Lao dies (because yes)

Sonya Blade lives (because yes)

Jade is just there (more of it later)

disposable characters are disposed of

Liu Kang is badass and always wins

You watch it and feel like you’ve already seen it before. Sure, gore is fine, human Raiden is precious and need to be protected at all costs and adrenaline is pumping (I guess).

BUT NOW.

You know what’s coming.

JADE.

My f*cking piece of sunshine, the gorgeous goddess of beauty and kombat, the woman who owns my heart.

She’s there for like not even a minute.

Words can’t describe how f*cking PISSED I am by this portrayal. These motherfrickers put her in EVERY SINGLE POSSIBLE SNIPPET OF THIS MOVIE. HER BATTLE WAS IN THE TRAILER, ONE OF THE SNEAK PEEKS WAS A SCENE OF HER AND KITANA.

TURNS OUT EVERYTHING I SAW BEFORE THE MOVIE WAS RELEASED... WAS EVERYTHING I WAS ABOUT TO SEE OF HER!!!!

THEY MADE ME HYPED UP FOR NOTHING!!!!!!

I know I’m not the only one riding this trolley. Li Mei was there just to be killed. Kung Lao had a f*cking single dialogue line and then BAM, fatality, buh-bye. But I was watching everything of this movie, being so enormously happy that I will finally see Jade in the movies, FINALLY! Only for her to be present in a single scene, get her ass kicked by Liu Kang (what’s new) and then she’s never seen again, even when the whole f*cking world is breaking apart.

Again. She’s just there. Ladies and gentlemen, one of the best Shao Kahn’s assassins, gets her ass kicked in fourty seconds. They NEVER let her speak ffs. She just spews some general villanous sh*t and proceeds to step on Johnny. Then, she just goes Observer mode as Kitana “betrays” Shao Kahn, gets tied to the column and then the world is ending.

WHERE THE F*CK IS SHE?!

If you hype me up for her every chance you get, at least GIVE ME what you’re advertising. This is a scam. This is criminal offense. And homophobic. She is more than a revealing outfit and Liu Kang’s punching bag. I’m SO. F*CKING. TIRED. OF THIS. SH*T.

Kitana. The rebellious princess of Outworld... turned damsel in distress in this movie. Her role is so effing bad it hurts me to my core. You see her as a general being so badass and independent... oh right, we need Liu Kang to save her because he needs to maintain his hero look. And we need two kissing scenes. How do we get there? Oh, right, let him save her, because you know - that’s what makes wahmen kiss you.

ARE YOU NUTS?!

The movie started just fine, with Kitana being in charge with her right hand, Jade. Then, obviously, they water her down and soon she is a princess in a tower (in this case, princess on a column) that needs her buffy sexy man to save her. Oh, and she can’t resist him - you know, every normal girl’s reaction to getting untied is to kiss a guy you’ve known for like a few hours but seen before and you’ve talked like three dialogue lines in total. Sure.

Kitana just gets the unfortunate role of a female main character. She’s Liu’s love interest and that makes her take the role of a strong (but surface level, only) woman who still needs her hero to free her. Classic damsel in distress story, with Kitana being the princess, Liu being the Prince charming and Shao Kahn as the dragon (lul). Of course, they try to cover this up by making Kitana a general, letting her win a few fights but it won’t matter in the end. Some say that women want to believe in fairy tales but the more I see fighting games’ lore, the more I say it’s the men who want to believe them.

Is it necessarily bad? No. But it’s boring as fuk.

I would like to ask the directors to stop being so afraid of upsetting the target audience. Target audience can change and sometimes it comes out better than originally planned. My Little Pony was designed as a child’s cartoon but it was the creepy men who made it reach the top. Morally? Questionable at best. But business is booming, right? And that’s what they care for, right?

All I’m trying to say is these days women and gays are the future.

Thank you for today, more to come. I’m going to rant about the Story Mode.

#Mortal Kombat #mk jade #kitana #nitara #mileena #battle of the realms #female #commentary #article #mortal kombat movie

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bookofmirth · 3 years

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after rereading the series and finally finishing silver flames ( which i truly enjoyed, even when there were points which felt disappointing and a little incoherent ) i feel like i can finally pinpoint what is so jarring to me regarding this series. It just seems so disjointed, which becomes especially apparent after reading MaF and the immediately reading WaR.

We move from the first two novels of the series, which are coherent and clean, to WaR - which is hoenstly just a mess, something which was so blatant to me on the reread. during this time, it’s clear that sjm made several massive changes to link this book to the future spin offs, and also obviously changes her original plan to pair mor and azriel - which monumentally changes the way that the previous book is read, and the perception of their characters.

Even with FaS - setting up for cassian and nestas story, sjm completely changes direction between this release and silver flames. And all of that lead up with the Illyrian rebellions and cassians not being respected as a bastard, and his mission fighting for Illyrian female rights - amounts to absolutely nothing.

Don’t get me wrong, I really really enjoyed silver flames, and perhaps some of these ideas will crop up in azriels book and therefore won’t be wasted. But it just makes the series feel disjointed and leaves me at least, feeling unfulfilled.

Sjm is such a good author, in ToG the plot was expertly executed and when you reread the series, you can see hints and foreshadowing even back to book one. She knew exactly where she was going almost from the beginning, and each decision and plot point was used to create impact and build up to the ending. I don’t get that with acotar.

There is so so so much build, and almost no pay off - and I really got that sense in acosf, I loved it as a stand alone - but when we look at it through the perspective of the entire series, there were things which grated and a lot of things which I felt were built up to and nothing happened... Tomas, Cassians mother ( was so sure we would learn where she was buried at least ) the Illyrian rebellions and the Illyrians hatred and disrespect towards Cassian, Mor and Nestas relationship, CASSIAN AND MORS RELATIONSHIP ( I understand that the mor situation will be something which is focused upon primarily in azriels book, or hopefully her own, however their relationship involves Cassian as much as them both and I really wish Cassian had actually confronted the part he played in that whole situation - a part he played for 500 (!!!!) years. It’s a role which he was unable to relinquish in ACOWAR, and actively rejects Nesta to act as a buffer multiple times, seeing it as an obligation almost - and then in SF, pays it no attention at all. Feyre and Nestas relationship also isn’t really touched upon, as if that final act healed everything - what about that interrupted conversation in the library, when Nesta was cut off ? Why Nesta always favoured Elain, even Amren and Nesta - we still don’t really know what happened there... argh there’s just so much potential and so much set up, and it just seems forgotten about ? It makes the book seem disjointed and a bit of a let down.

Yesss I totally get what you mean here. ToG is honestly the superior series, and it’s because it has the cohesion that acotar doesn’t. Everything feels like it’s meant to be there, each character, each worldbuilding detail, their histories, everything just comes together in a wonderful way that just wrecked me when EoS came out and then was resolved perfectly in KoA.

Compared to that, acotar feels like sjm is figuring things out along the way and it is seriously driving me nuts. I’ve had multiple conversations with other people in Discords and they’ve said similar things. acotar at this point feels like sjm is just coming up with random ass ideas and throwing them in. No book in the series feels more like that than acowar. And it was that point where we knew that there would be more books, right? So combined with the fact that she pounded that book out and it got rather half-assed editing, you’re probably right that a lot of things were changed in order to set up the other books, even though it didn’t make sense with what she’d written before.

I agree with you re: Mor and Az, and I feel like I’ve been seeing more people say that lately? That there is a feeling that they actually were supposed to be together and she changed her mind? I wrote a bunch of fics for them back in the day and they’ve gotten a bit more attention lately. But once acowar came out I was like, I’m gonna reread, and I’m gonna find all the clues, I’m gonna see where all this build-up was, and.... considering how often people say that sjm is so “good” at foreshadowing, I’m sorry, but not in this series. In ToG, yes, because she had a clear goal at the end! She knew where she was going and she stayed on that path. In acotar, idfk. Anyway my point is that I’ve reread the series a couple of times through since acowar came out and I’m still over here shrugging because up until that point, Mor and Az could be read in completely opposite ways. (Maybe it’s an Azriel thing, given the current discourse, idk.)

I will say, however, that we had clues that there was tension between them and I had noted that Az is quiet troubled and even pre-acomaf, I would not have been surprised by his extra in acosf. But all of that could have been addressed with Mor and Az still being together? We all had plenty of explanations at the time for the tension, and Mor being queer was like 1 of 100 of those explanations.

If we look at Mor’s character through the books we have so far, I still see almost zero signs that she’s queer except for her literally saying “I like women and Rita’s has a lot of women and here’s my gay story”. Other than that, there is like..... nothing that feels organically queer about her!!! And I love her and I want her to be gay af!!!! But I wonder if my forgiveness of how acowar went down was more about my personal reaction than how well the story was actually done.

And the fact that, like you said, there is still no resolution to the fact that Cassian is supposedly a buffer between Mor and Azriel? Like???? We were all sitting here after acowar thinking “okay, well if she’s gay then someone knows. Someone has to know. She can’t just be gay and NO ONE WHO LOVES HER KNOWS.”

Then in comes acosf with a big “fuck you, y’all thought” which just.... to me, it signals that her queerness was an afterthought. It’s still an afterthought because her queerness is limited to Mor and women blushing at her and Mor has her corner of the world in which she can be gay, but that gay never spills out into any other aspect of her life. It’s just conveniently isolated so that it doesn’t touch or affect other characters.

In terms of continuity, acowar was such a huge shifting point in the series that people left in droves. It was a huge mess in the fandom. And then acofas was just fluff with no real point in pushing the story forward - even the Nesta stuff was a sneak peek, it had nothing to do with acofas itself. And now acosf comes in ignoring things she had set up previously, with almost zero nuanced discussion of the Cassian/Azriel/Mor thing, which means she still (?) doesn’t know what’s going on there. And I think that we did get some answers with Nesta’s reflection on her relationship with her mother, but the deal with the Illyrian rebellion was just in the way so let’s nix that, and then let’s focus on Eris (🤮) just because she feels like it even though she’s set up all these other characters whose stories need more. (Much like acowar, this paragraph is a MESS LOL)

And yes I KNOW that the series isn’t over, clearly, but she keeps setting things up and then letting them go nowhere, or making them seem important and then resolving them off-page, or changing character relationships (Mor and Az) but then having the characters involved act exactly the same, as if nothing had changed (by having the “buffer” situation still exist as a real thing).

I did enjoy the book, a lot, it was a fun read. But tbh we have so many arguments and disagreements within the fandom rn because things have been so left open to interpretation that we it’s not even a matter of “oh I saw this slightly differently”, it’s “WHAT book did these people even read???” That’s kinda weird, to me. There is reader response, and then there is what we have now, which is people having absolute opposite reactions to what they think happened in acosf.

#acosf #acosf spoilers #spoilers #sjm critical #ask #acotar #wow you got me started lol #anon

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kissinginkitchens · 3 years

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You Bring Me Home—Chapter Two: Where the Heart Is

a/n: Thank you so much for all of the love you have shown to part one! I’m so glad to see that you’re enjoying YBMH so far, the story is just getting started. I hope you’ll stick around for the full thing, so without further ado, here’s chapter two! As always, my inbox is open so feel free to come chat with me when you have finished this part :) Much love, Mel <3

Pairing: Hawai'i!Harry x Original Character

Warnings: swearing, mentions of drug use

Word Count: 5.1k

read part one here

The phone screen flickers to life at the touch of Harry’s finger, flashing the exact same time that it had the last time he checked, though it feels like hours have passed since then. He sighs at the disappointing revelation and turns his phone over so that the screen meets the aged wood of the piano where it rests. In all honesty, Harry has no idea why he agreed to the interview in the first place. He had skillfully dodged the hundreds of requests for an exclusive tell-all following the untimely split of One Direction and successfully avoided the prying eyes of the general public for several months. So why had he indulged the first request from a girl he hardly knew without so much as a blink? The answer seemed a frustrating mystery to him, but to anyone else, the fluttering in his stomach when he caught a glimpse of her yellow Ford Bronco pulling up to the studio and the way he instinctively raked a hand through his hair gave the answer away.

“I know I’m late, I’m sorry!” Alani apologizes, emerging from the car with a notebook nestled under her arm and a smoothie in each hand. She closes the door with her hip before making a beeline to the studio entrance where Harry stands, his right shoulder leaning against the doorframe with the same stoic expression Alani recognizes as his signature look.

“I had to get my sister to cover for me at the café and then I got lost because Google sent me to a Napua restaurant instead of the recording studio,” she rambles in an attempted continuation of her apology. “But anyway, this is for you. A peace offering and a thank you for doing this.”

Harry gingerly takes the green smoothie from her outstretched hand and offers a curt nod in response before ushering her inside.Alani pushes her sunglasses up and settles them into her windswept waves, trailing behind Harry and taking in the space. In one corner across the room, she notices a couple of brightly colored tapestries thumbtacked to the wall with a microphone stand perched in the center, all encased behind a screen of plexiglass. The adjacent wall is lined with guitars all standing at attention and glimmering, despite the dim lighting. Harry stops at the doorway of another room with a couch and a coffee table, the floor littered with wires and pieces of crumpled paper. He motions Alani to step inside and then clears his throat, which catches the attention of two other long-haired men chatting with amused expressions on their faces.

“Sorry lads,” Harry crosses his arms with eyes glued to the floor to avoid their questioning stares. “‘Fraid I have to intrude. Can we have this room?”

One of the men grins behind a full beard, popping a peanut M&M into his mouth before standing. “Sure thing, boss man. Let’s bounce, Rowland.”

The other man, also bearded but smaller in stature with a thin, pointed nose nods silently. He continues twirling two drumsticks between his fingers and points one of them at Harry in passing. Alani offers polite smiles at the both of them, and a quiet “thank you” falls from her lips as they exit without another word. Harry closes the door behind them and gestures to the couch, which she takes as her cue to sit.

“I like the uniform,” Alani smiles, gesturing to her hair as a comment on the fact that the three men all share similar lengths and styles.

“Thanks,” is all Harry says, taking a seat across from hers and clearly dismissing her attempt at humor.

To pacify the urge to fill the uncomfortable silence, Alani sips her strawberry smoothie and steals a glance through her eyelashes at Harry who is doing the same. She clears her throat after a minute and sets the drink on the table in front of her; a notebook takes its place on her lap.

“Thank you again for doing this, I really appreciate it,” Alani offers while digging through her bag for her phone. “I’m gonna record this on voice notes, just for the sake of quoting you accurately.”

“Sure,” Harry replies, occupying his gaze with the condensation trickling from the cup onto his fading black jeans.

Dry retorts from everyone else, especially customers, have little effect on the way Alani conducts herself. But every short comment from Harry, or lack thereof, makes her feel like a bug under a microscope. She settles her phone onto the coffee table and takes a deep breath to calm the trembling that spreads from her chest into her fingers and toes.

“So first, I wanted to ask about your time in Hawai’i. Are you enjoying it so far?” Alani poses the question lightly, hoping to open him up just enough to extract the story that she’s really looking for.

“It’s nice,” Harry nods, finally meeting her expectant stare. When she doesn’t respond for a beat, he clears his throat and adds on to the statement. “Weather’s good,”

Alani musters a half-hearted smile and glances down at the questions on her page. This is going to take for-fucking-ever, she sighs.

“Is that what drew you here—vacation? Getting away?”

“Yeah, pretty much,”

The row of guitars behind the singer catches her attention suddenly and guides the next question.

“And to write or.. record?”

Harry shifts in his seat, calculating his response carefully. “Both,”

“Solo stuff?”

Alani watches as he takes a slow sip of his smoothie and crosses his legs, an action which tells her that she’s struck a dead end. Or, at the very least, a door that she hasn’t gained his trust to open yet.

“You were with One Direction for half a decade,” She recovers. “Constantly releasing new music and touring. But now you’re here, doing neither, and haven’t done so for almost a year. What is that transition like?” Alani isn’t sure if Harry will answer when she poses the question, but to her surprise he meets her gaze and nods, as if to say that he accepts the inquiry.

“It’s different than anything I’ve ever done, for sure,” he starts slowly. It’d be a lie to say that he hasn’t given the breakup and, subsequently, his future outside of the band much thought. He thinks about it every day, especially his bandmates and their supportive fans. That much he has been able to unpack privately, but the rest of it—the sudden need to escape and write new music— is still something he can’t quite put into words, so he leans into the nostalgia and hopes it’ll suffice.

“Like you said, it’s been non-stop for the past five years, so I guess it is a bit jarring to come to a sudden halt after so much momentum. Obviously, it’s nice to have the time off, but I love putting out music and touring it. I wouldn’t trade that for anything,”

Alani is grateful to have more than a couple of words of material, despite the fact that it doesn’t really answer the question or tell her anything new about the man sitting crossed legged and closed off in front of her. Looking through her notes, Alani selects another question and embarks on a new angle.

“You were really young when all of that began,” she starts, thinking about how she could never have left her family and home at just 16. Hell, she was 22 and still figuring it out. Hopefully, if all things went well with this interview and Rolling Stone, she would finally find the opportunity to do it. “Do you ever think about where you would be if you hadn’t auditioned for X-Factor?”

Harry knows that she’s playing it safe, trying to feel him out and test the buttons she can push. He also knows that he’s being difficult, much more so than usual due to his nerves. So with an unfamiliar pang in his chest, he decides to relent the tiniest bit.

“Well, I’m starting to think maybe I could’ve been a professional surfer,” he offers matter-of-factly which makes Alani flash an amused grin. Harry’s sudden humor makes the room a bit less suffocating for the both of them and she’s grateful for it.

“Surfing, huh? This I have to see.” she quips back, suddenly trying to picture him ditching the black skinny jeans for a wetsuit.

He nods with a faint smirk. “Maybe you will.”

Alani meets his gaze with a shy smile of her own and her eyes fall to his lips for a brief second. The almost imperceptible action sends another foreign jolt through Harry’s chest. She opens her mouth to resume questioning when a loud bang startles them both and causes Harry to spin in his seat, looking through the glass window of the sound booth.

“Sorry!” A man with short, blonde hair and a fading tie dye shirt laughs while lifting the tipped over drum cymbals. “Don’t mind us!”

The two men from earlier straggle in behind and poorly conceal their own fits of laughter. Harry flashes his middle finger briefly, mouthing something that Alani can’t see but knows is undoubtedly rude. She suppresses a giggle and sneaks a glance at her phone, which indicates only a few minutes worth of dialogue. When she lifts her head, the door opens and the blonde man peeks his head in.

“Hello,” he greets with an extended hand before entering and taking a seat next to Alani on the couch. “Tom Hull, or Kid Harpoon...or just Tom, whatever you like best,”

She accepts his hand eagerly, not missing the way Harry pinches the bridge of his nose in her peripheral vision. “Mahealani Hale, or just Alani. Nice to meet you,”

“Wow, beautiful name,” Tom compliments. “Sorry to interrupt, I didn’t realize you had company, H,”

“She was just—”

“I’m writing about-” The two speak at the same time, making brief eye contact before Harry turns his attention back to Tom.

“Did you need something?” He asks. Tom’s eyes dart between Harry and Alani before he clears his throat and reclines in his seat.

“Just dropping by to see if you wanted to go for lunch...” he trails off, which Alani takes as a cue to start gathering her belongings.

“Kind of busy here,” Harry offers with a glance back at the girl seated awkwardly across from him. “Another time,”

At this, Tom turns to Alani and ignores his friend’s protests. “Alani, do you eat lunch?”

Before responding, she casts an apprehensive glimpse at Harry who has suddenly become very intrigued by the drink in his lap, purposefully avoiding her eyes.

“Uh.. well yeah, but I don’t-”

“Great! Have lunch with us,”

“Mate—” Harry speaks up.

Tom grins, shrugging. “What? You plan on starving the poor girl?”

“I really can’t, but thank you for the offer,” Alani explains with a sheepish smile, standing and slinging her bag over her shoulder. “It was really nice to meet you Tom. And thank you again, Harry, I’ll see you around.”

The musician watches her shuffle out of the sound booth quietly and turns his attention back at Tom, who sits with an incredulous look on his face.

“What the hell’s wrong with you?” He asks, standing. “Go after her, dickhead!”

“It’s not like that she’s-”

“I really don’t give a fuck about your excuses, go!”

Harry scoffs and rolls his eyes, looking out the window as Alani slips through the front door.

She fishes her keys out of her bag and sighs when a familiar voice says her name.

“Alani!” Harry calls from the doorway, shielding his eyes from the afternoon sun. He makes his way down the steps and over to the driver’s side where she ghosts the key over the ignition.

“Come have lunch...please?”

“It’s okay,” she purses her lips together politely. “I don’t wanna get in the way,”

Harry catches his lower lip between his teeth and runs a hand through his hair, choosing his next words thoughtfully.

“No, you’re not—you won’t,” he starts. “I would really like it if you joined us for lunch, especially since our time got interrupted. Please, let me make it up to you.”

Alani can’t help the way her stomach flips at the words “our time” that fall from his lips and she finds herself nodding in agreement before her mind has had a chance to intervene.

She makes her way to the passenger seat of the Range Rover parked behind the studio, which she learns is where all of Harry’s entourage keeps their vehicles. A variety of brightly colored vintage cars are neatly parked, and it amuses her that Harry skips all of them, instead going straight for the black SUV with darkly tinted windows. At least he’s consistent, she smirks. As Alani climbs into the car, she is met by the warmth of Harry’s scent—something woodsy and vanilla— and the fact that she recognizes it makes her heart pound.

“You can connect your phone,” Harry nods to the stereo as he buckles his seatbelt. “To the Bluetooth, I mean, if you’d like.”

“Really?” she asks, brow raised in mild disbelief.

“Only if you play something good,” he teases with a stony expression, adjusting the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. Alani takes that as a challenge, scrolling through various playlists as Harry peels away onto the main road. Over the speakers, the beginning of “Don’t Worry Baby” by The Beach Boys surrounds the two of them.

“Is this to your liking, my liege?” Alani poses in an exaggerated British accent that makes Harry cringe, though the small grin on his face gives away his endearment.

“Yes, but please don’t do that accent ever again,”

“So you admit it, you’re the one with the accent,” she wiggles her brows, eyes peeling away from the view out her window to Harry in the driver’s seat.

“If it’ll get you to never do that one again, sure,” “Dunno, love,” she continues, watching the coast shimmer under the afternoon sun. “Think it kinda suits me,”

Harry shakes his head and checks the rearview mirror to make sure that he hasn’t lost Tom, Mitch, and Jeff in the car trailing behind.

“What’s it like?” Alani questions, studying the perfect slope of his pointed nose and strawberry pout.

“What’s what like?”

“England,”

Harry thinks for a second, recalling his London flat, lunches with his mum and sister, the streets of Trafalgar Square, and Abbey Road.

“Rainy,” is all he says.

Alani scoffs, which draws his attention over to where she lounges in his passenger seat, sitting comfortably as if it was exactly where she belonged. “That’s all?”

“What?” He questions, though he knows exactly what she means and is perfectly aware of his own stubbornness.

“Just seems like... I don’t know, such a generic description for a place you consider home,”

Harry mulls her response over, the word “home” especially catching his interest. It’s a strange concept in his mind because while, yes, England is where he has spent the majority of his life and where the people he loves most reside, he has never truly felt connected to just one place. And after spending his formative years traveling the world, who could blame him?

“It’s... safe,” he tries again, attempting to verbalize what he’s feeling. “When I’m there, I mean, I feel safe. Like I don’t have to be anyone or do anything specific, I can just... be. No expectations,”

Alani lets Harry’s words sit between them for a moment, sensing that there is still more he wants to say. When she doesn’t respond after a minute, he continues in an effort to clarify and fill the lull in the conversation.

“I used to think that London was just a starting point and that if I could make it to LA, it would mean that I had really made it, and I would feel more at home there,” he continues, slow and calculated. “But I dunno... when I’m there it still feels like an extended holiday, like I’m just buying time until I leave for the next place. London doesn’t feel like that, feels much more constant... so yeah, I guess it is home,”

As if she had read his mind earlier, Alani adds on. “Not to mention that’s where your family is, I’m assuming,”

Harry nods, once again thinking of his mum and sister. The image of their beaming faces brings the shadow of a dimple to his cheek. “Yeah,”

“What’s your family like?” She continues, truly interested and forgetting for a moment about the article she still has to write.

“Kind of small, I guess. S’really just my sister and my mum, but they’re,” Harry pauses, searching for the right words, “They’re the best. My mum’s probably the kindest woman I’ve ever met. Feel pretty lucky with that one, considering what a pest I was as a child,” he chuckles lightly and it’s a sound that Alani hadn’t heard up to this point, but one she knows she’ll replay in her mind over and over again.

“Gem’s pretty patient too—and brilliant, always the studious one,” he adds finally, a dreamy look on his face that Alani much prefers to the stoic one he always dons. .

“Ah yes, there’s always one,” she nods, catching the quirked brow he offers in response.

“Oh yeah? Are you the one in your family?”

“I guess so. School just seemed to come easily to me,”

“And what made you want to study journalism?” He questions, stopping to let a woman and her toddler cross.

Alani thinks about it for a moment while twirling a strand of fabric from the hem of her ripped shorts around her finger.

“I’ve always loved to write, ever since I was really little— like short stories and stuff. And I don’t know, I guess I like the idea of traveling and seeking out a story, too.”

Harry nods understandingly, pulling up to a curb across the street from a restaurant that Alani has frequented. It’s relatively empty at Pineapples for a summer afternoon, though most tourists don’t stray too far from the beaches, so Hilo maintains a healthy local population at all times. The pair climb out of the car and Alani makes her way to the rear where the rest of the group has parked. One of the men from earlier greets her with an outstretched hand while Harry chats with the other two that emerge.

“Hi I’m Jeff, it’s nice to meet you.” He smiles warmly, pushing his sunglasses into his hair.

“Alani. It’s nice to meet you, Jeff,”

“Sorry about earlier. I didn’t mean to be rude by not saying hi it’s just-”

Alani dismisses his concern with a wave of her hand. “Oh don’t worry about it! I was kind of nervous then, too. I don’t know if he told you, but I’m interviewing Harry,”

“Oh, right! Yeah, he did mention that I think,” Jeff recalls, “Which magazine are you with?”

“None.” Yet, Alani thinks, her mind wandering to the Rolling Stone rejection letter. “It’s for a class, I’m a journalism major. Harry was just being nice and agreed to let me write about his music,”

Jeff nods. “Got it. You know, he’s not normally this serious. Just got a lot on his mind but he’ll loosen up,” he explains quietly just as Alani and Harry’s eyes meet. She quickly averts her gaze back to the kind, bearded man standing before her.

“Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind.” she smiles appreciatively.

“Where’s Jeffrey?” Harry speaks up, catching her attention. She looks back to Jeff, confused, before he shakes his head.

“Other Jeff, his manager.” He explains.

“Probably already inside, he said he’d meet us here.” Mitch pipes up.

With that, the rest of the crew head into the restaurant while Alani stays a few steps behind to follow their lead.

“Y’okay?” Harry asks, shuffling along beside her.

Alani startles slightly at his unexpected presence, but relaxes as their strides fall into sync.

“Yeah, thanks. And thank you for the invite, too.” She offers, the corners of her mouth upturned softly. Harry responds with a tight-lipped smile of his own and clears his throat before holding the door open for her.

In the far corner of the restaurant near the open balcony, Harry’s manager Jeff waves the group over to the table he saved. Everyone exchanges greetings and settles into their seats, the two at the end facing each other remain open for Alani and Harry.

“Jeff, this is..Mahealani, did I get that right?” Tom gestures to Alani for approval.

She nods and waves. “Yes, but you can just call me Alani,”

“Nice to meet you,” Jeff calls from the other end of the table, glancing over to Harry in search of an explanation for her presence.

“I’m writing a piece about Harry and his music,” Alani offers. “But I’d love to talk to all of you, if you have a chance.”

Jeff nods, still shooting Harry a knowing look. “Yeah, sure thing.”

The two Jeffs, Tom, and Mitch engage in their own conversations, mostly inside jokes that go over Alani’s head. Harry watches, silent for most of the interaction and barely engaging the girl seated across from him, though he is overwhelmingly aware of her presence. When the server comes to take their order, warmth floods to Alani’s cheeks.

“Alani, hey!” the tall server greets, flashing a handsome, pearly-white smile. “Long time, no see. You’re looking good as always,”

“Mahalo, David. You look good, as well,” She smiles politely, catching onto the way that Harry sits a little straighter in her peripheral vision. David still pays no regard to the rest of the table, but his gaze momentarily flickers over Harry and sizes him up before returning to Alani.

“Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t realize you were on a date,” he apologizes, which makes Alani’s eyes bulge and Mitch snicker beside her.

“Oh no, we’re not—“

“He’s just—” Alani and Harry speak at the same time, eyes darting to one another before she explains.

“I’m... working on something—an article,” she says, and David nods understandingly.

“Oh...right. Big-shot reporter, I almost forgot,” David teases in a snide way that makes Harry’s blood boil with annoyance. “Anyways, what can I get you all? The usual for you, right Alani?”

She nods curtly while the rest of the group take turns ordering. After the server has gone, Harry notices a shift in her easy-going demeanor and decides that it’s his turn to break the ice.

“Come here often then?” He poses gently, taking a sip of his lemonade.

Her lips press into a tight line as her eyes wander to the other patrons. “Yeah, kinda,”

“Asshole ex-boyfriend ruined that, I’m guessing?”

Alani lets out an amused breath and shakes her head.

“He’s not my ex. I mean we went out, like, once in high school... and maybe a handful of times in college but that’s it, really,”

Harry studies the uneasiness in her expression trying, and failing, to understand what she’s holding back.

“Seems like you dodged a bullet,” he confides, leaning in. Alani’s eyes meet his and her pursed lips ease into a small grin, which Harry mirrors with a simper of his own. As he rests his smooth chin in his palm, she notices a large, healing scab along the underside of his forearm, and her brows furrow.

“How’d that happen?” Alani asks.

“He jumped out a window,” Mitch intervenes. “Though to be fair, he was high,”

Harry shoots a deathly glare at Mitch and turns back to Alani. “It was a one-time thing.”

“It was shrooms,” Mitch replies with an amused smirk.

“Hardcore,” Alani giggles lightly.

Mitch swirls the straw in his mimosa with his index finger while extending a pinky at Alani. “You do drugs?”

She shrugs, taking a sip of her Mai Tai. “Smoked weed a few times, though not enough to consider myself a pothead, I guess,”

Mitch snorts and steals a glance at Harry. “Pot makes our boy sleepy, and hungry. Alcohol makes him giggly. Shrooms get him buzzed just right,”

Harry’s cheeks flush and he averts his gaze past Alani where families and visitors roam the streets outside.

“Jumping out a window’s ‘just right’? I’d hate to see what going overboard looks like.” she teases, watching the blush of embarrassment creep across the bridge of Harry’s nose and cheeks.

“Keeps things interesting.” Mitch shrugs, turning back to Jeff to join his previous conversation.

Alani feels a strange sense of endearment wash over her at the thought of a giggly Harry, dimples replacing a deeply furrowed brow. In the short time she’d known and served him at the café, she’d only ever seen him reserved—polite, at best. Alani had hoped that interviewing Harry would provide some insight into his mysterious background, but she didn’t imagine that she would want to know more than what could be penned in her article. In the few minutes spent mingling with him and his friends, she began to think that maybe there was something worth getting to know, not just professionally, but before she can give it a second thought, David returns with their food.

“Thanks, Derek.” Harry says, flashing a facetious grin at David who stands confused for a second before sauntering back to the kitchen. Alani laughs, quickly clasping a hand over her mouth, and Harry’s stomach flips at the sound. He immediately wishes he knew what else he could do to hear it again.

Alani scrapes the last bits of potato off her plate and leans back in her seat, patting her growing food baby.

“I’m thinking of naming mine Oliver, you?” She sighs contentedly.

“Anne, after my mum,” he quips back, pulling out his wallet.

Alani reaches into her bag for her own, but Harry shakes his head and speaks up. “Don’t worry about it, ‘s on me,”

“Oh, no Harry you really don’t have to—”

“I don’t mind,” he shrugs, slipping his card onto the small clipboard attached to their receipts.

“Thank you,” Alani smiles, feeling warmth spread through her limbs, but she assumes that it’s mostly due to the rum in her system.

Harry pushes a lock of hair behind his ear and returns the wallet to his back pocket without another word. While there is no alcohol coursing through his blood, he refuses to believe that the burning in his cheeks has anything to do with the girl seated before him.

Alani climbs back into the passenger’s seat of the SUV while Harry settles behind the wheel. He braces his right hand behind the headrest of her seat and skillfully reverses, only becoming aware of their proximity when he turns back to switch gears. Alani peels her eyes from his and focuses on finding a playlist for their journey back to the studio, her mind racing as she clicks shuffle. Harry’s arm retreats, much to Alani’s disappointment, and his ears perk up when he hears the familiar chimes at the beginning of Fleetwood Mac’s “Everywhere”.

“‘S a good one,” Harry breaks the silence, tapping on the steering wheel. “Christine always says it’s her favorite,”

“Christine...McVie?” Alani questions with an eyebrow quirked. “You know Christine McVie?”

“Kind of,” he shrugs, the corners of his lips twitching into a smirk.

“Do you know Stevie Nicks?”

“Yeah. She lives in London,”

“Holy shit!” Alani marvels, covering her mouth in excitement.

Harry chuckles lightly, stealing a glance over at Alani still processing the news. “Big fan?”

She whips her head away from the window and scoffs. “Massive. Named my car Stevie, actually,”

“Hardcore,” Harry teases, echoing her own comment about his psychedelic escapades.

“Yes, Mr. Spider-Man. In my own right, I suppose it is hardcore,” Alani retorts.

“I thought Spider-Man climbed buildings. Don’t think he jumped out of them.”

“I’m sure he’s done his fair share of both.”

The two drive down the coast for a while without a word, Harry drumming against the steering wheel as the song dies out while Alani soaks in the view outside her window. Suddenly, she reaches over and taps him on the arm, drawing him out of his reverie.

“Turn right up there!”

“Why?” Harry asks, already putting his blinker on.

Alani doesn’t say anything, but she doesn’t need to. Harry saw it just seconds after turning into the lookout and it left him breathless. The car comes to a stop and Alani wastes no time unbuckling her seatbelt and stepping into the humid air, Harry close behind. Before them, the biggest rainbow either of them had ever seen shimmers in the high afternoon sun like a wall of unbelievable vibrant hues. Harry had never seen one this close, he felt as though he could reach out and feel each color slip through his fingers.

“Are you making a wish?” Alani asks reverently, as if raising her voice too loud will spook it away.

“I thought that was for shooting stars,”

“We’re literally staring face to face with a rainbow and you’re gonna argue with me about the logistics of a wish?”

“Okay, okay,” he relents, grinning to himself as his eyes flutter close.

Harry takes a deep breath and searches his brain for something, anything, but there is only one word pounding in his mind. He doesn’t know why it stood out to him when Alani first said it, but it struck a chord within him that hasn’t stopped reverberating, so it must mean something. Harry swallows the lump forming at the back of his throat and releases the breath he didn’t realize he had been holding. When his eyes flutter open again, he steals a peek through the corner of his eye at the girl beside him and then fixes his gaze back on the rainbow.

“S’quite big, innit?” He remarks, breaking the reverent silence.

Alani snorts and shakes her head, turning on her heel back to the car.

“You’re so eloquent. Can’t wait to hear what lyrical gems are hiding in your new album,”

“Heyyy,” Harry pouts, climbing behind the wheel. “Who said anything about an album?”

As they peel away from the lookout, Harry can sense something has shifted in the atmosphere, though he can’t quite put his finger on it. He opts to ignore it and poses a lighthearted question instead.

“What’d you wish for?”

Alani narrows her eyes playfully. “You’re not supposed to tell. It won’t come true.”

Harry hums, trying to imagine what she could possibly wish for that would require such secrecy, but his thoughts wander back to the singular word that has haunted his mind since it left her lips.

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Take Me To The Moon

Pairing: EZ Reyes x Latina!OC (Original Character)

Rating: Explicit, NSFW 18+ older

Warnings: Language, lap dancing, grinding on EZ’s massive body, vague descriptions of sex, the real warning here is that EZ is getting a lap dance with a full on erection and he can’t do anything about it (the horror! 🤭)

Word Count: 3.4K

Summary: We’re taking a peek into the private room that Luna led EZ to. Did sparks fly? Or did EZ just end up getting exactly what he paid for?

A/N: Our sucias asked and we delivered! We got front row seats to the show Luna decided to put on for EZ. It’s got us jealous and ready to secure some clear heels for that stage because we want a man like EZ in our private room all day 😜! Annnnnnd, your putas have been feeling this Stripper-verse we created so guess who also gets more time to shine? Angel and his dancer girlfriend. We’ve got another part written and all we gotta say is: it goes down in the champagne room 🥂😏. We’ll be posting that within the next week. If you aren’t caught up on the newest gentlemen’s club of Santo Padre 🍒🍒, read here to see what all the fuss is about. And any music by The Weeknd has become the soundtrack for these fellas and their ladies, so indulge. Alright, you guys know the drill...enjoy and share with your fellow sucias! Feedback is the preferred drug for our addiction and greatly appreciated 💖💖

A/N part dos: Angel’s dancer girlfriend is reader insert, but to make it easier we’ve nicknamed her Candy/Dulce for story flow purposes.

Luna perked up at the sight of EZ in the booth, silently thanking Candy for the introduction. He was all thick muscle and soft eyes. A deadly combination in her opinion. It’d make her job easier. And it’d been a long time since she’d danced for someone she found remotely attractive.

She’d been ready to make her way to the politician’s corner, the section riddled with old white men with dirty pockets and even dirtier hands. They were a rowdy bunch, but they always gave cash away, sometimes five hundred dollars at a time. Santo Padre’s civil servants were hard at work spending taxpayers’ money at The Cherry Stem Gentlemen’s Club.

Candy had been dating Angel for a while now, a fact well-known amongst the girls. They all vied for the bikers’ attention, yearning to be in the spot Candy had carved out for herself. It was a nice setup and Luna had thought about asking her to introduce her to some of the guys, but she didn’t want to step on any toes. The women could be territorial and she wasn’t about to make an enemy out of Candy.

Thankfully, Candy had reached out and practically laid EZ in her palm. Luna had a sneaking suspicion it was more than a business proposition, but she wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Candy was a veteran and knew her way around the club, both with its customers and the dancers. Luna would take all the help she could get, especially since the other girls seemed dead-set on excluding her.

“Hi, EZ,” She’d greeted upon seeing him, her faux lashes batting seductively down at him.

He straightened, a cute smile on his face as he shifted in his seat. “Hi.”

She moved to sit in his lap, grateful that Angel and Candy were no longer watching. She admitted to herself that she was slightly nervous, wanting to make a good impression, both for profit and personal interests.

EZ opened his arms, letting her settle onto his firm thigh as he held her in place. He kept a hold of his beer in his other hand, taking a long pull when she crossed her legs.

The short sheer skirt she wore rode up, offering up more flesh for his viewing pleasure. Her breasts were pushed up and together in the slinky black bra she wore. The lingerie was decorated with fine flakes of silver crystals, giving off the illusion of a starry night sky. She preferred to wear black at the club. In an array of vibrant colors and neons, she stood out in the sleek ensembles she chose.

His eyes tried hard to stay on her face, but they predictably went to her cleavage every time her lungs expanded with a breath. She let her arm curve around his shoulders and scratch at the nape of his neck with her long nude nails.

“Are you comfortable?” She asked, her glossed lips pulling into a warm smile.

He nodded, his touch radiating throughout her body as he began running a finger up and down her hip. “Yeah, you?”

Luna couldn’t help it…she giggled. She was amused by his concern, enamored with the careful way he held her. It was a far cry from most of the riffraff that made its way into the club.

“Very.” She replied, brushing her nails over the back of his head. She was pleased to feel him shudder in response, his body telling a story entirely on its own.

“So,” She started, her free hand playing with the lapel of his kutte. “How long have you been a bad boy?”

He chuckled, licking his lips before he spoke. The action pulled an instant response from her body, her thighs clenching against each other as blood rushed to her lower half.

“Is that what I am?”

“You seem like it. Member of an MC. Doesn’t seem so innocent to me.” She explained as she fingered the patches on his leather, outlining the embroidered words with her nail.

“Looks can be deceiving.”

“What’d you do before the MC then?” She challenged, arching a brow as she waited for him to answer. She had a feeling there was more to his story...more she wanted to know.

He repeated the action that had made her pussy come to life, licking his full lips. He shook his head and laughed, understanding he’d been caught.

“Inmate at Stockton State Prison.”

Luna couldn’t control the way her body responded. It was if he’d said the most romantic thing possible. Her nipples hardened while her hips shifted, her ass seeking out some form of friction. She was practically preening for him, a primal urge suddenly wild within her.

EZ noticed too. Because his eyes caught every movement, every subtle action that said she was more than interested in his rap sheet.

“You like that?” He asked, voice low and dangerously close. His breath fanned across her skin, making her nipples pebble further against the fabric of her bra.

She nodded, biting her lip.

“I’ve got a taste for bad boys.” She replied, just as low and just as close.

His fingers tangled in the ends of her long hair, his eyes watching her face closely as he took in her words. The moment was electric with tension and unexplored chemistry. It was a taste of what could be.

A moan permeated the air, both of them realizing simultaneously that the sound hadn’t come from either of their lips. They turned, seeing Angel and Candy in a heated embrace. Hands and lips clashed as the couple ignored everyone around them.

“Are they always like this?” Luna asked, eyes taking in the blatant display of affection.

“Yeah...in a few seconds they’ll probably start fucking.” EZ quipped.

She laughed at his joke, though the seriousness was apparent in his eyes. She decided to grasp at the moment, confident that he’d follow her wherever she led him.

“You wanna go somewhere else?” She whispered into his ear, letting her lips touch his flesh.

He turned and stared at her for a long moment. Long enough that she doubted her ability to persuade him. But soon enough he was nodding.

“Yeah.”

She smiled, standing with his help and leading him out of the section. They maneuvered through the winding path of tables and chairs to the dark purple hallway of the private rooms. There were black doors on each side, some open, some closed to indicate occupancy. She led him to the very last door on the right, seeing it was vacant.

He followed her closely, letting her pull him into the darkened room and shutting the door behind him. Music already echoed through the speakers. The haunting melody a perfect choice for the performance she had in mind.

She took his hand once again and directed him to the black leather couch, indicating she wanted him to sit. He did so, legs spreading wide as she stood between them.

“Are you nervous?” She asked, noticing the way he smoothed his hands over his denim-clad thighs.

“Nah...are you?” He joked, smiling when she laughed.

“Nope.” She said with a shake of her head.

She started off slow, her hands traveling over her body and syncing with the sensual beat of the song. She kept her eyes on him, though she found the task difficult. He was looking at her so intensely that she felt herself wanting to blush and cower. It was a rarity for her to be nervous with the patrons. He was an exception...in many ways.

She turned around and bent her upper body forward, dragging her skirt down to fully reveal the black thong she wore underneath. The skirt cleared her thighs and fell to the floor, her foot kicking the material away. She looked over her shoulder, flipping her hair so that she could see him. His gaze was centered on her ass, until he noticed her staring. She took the opportunity to bend nearly in half at the waist, almost revealing all of what the thin scrap of material barely concealed.

She took note of the way his hips shifted, the muscle in his jaw tightening. It turned her on to know the kind of effect she had on him. It was exhilarating...a rush like nothing she’d ever remembered feeling before.

Luna played with the waistband of her panties as she straightened, teasingly pulling them down to reveal bare flesh before she pulled them back up again. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her, feel it searing her skin with every touch of her hands and swivel of her hips. She reached for the clasp of her bra as she lowered her ass into his lap and brushed against his crotch, wanting to feel a hardness push back. He remained still though, unmoving as she circled her hips in an erotic rhythm.

She released the claps of her bra and let the material fall down her arms as she pressed into his chest, feeling the deep measured breaths against her back. She looked up at him, catching his eye as she drew her bra away and discarded it on the floor. She cupped her breasts and threw her head back. And for once she envisioned a customer’s hands on her...EZ’s hands on her.

“You okay?” She asked, biting her lip as she stood and turned to face him.

“Yeah.” He replied simply, clearly caught up in the moment.

Her hands traveled the same path they often did when she danced. They brushed her breasts, then trailed over her stomach and hips to graze against her clothed sex. This time though, she felt a burst of pleasure with every tantalizing action, let the desire reflecting in EZ’s eyes lead her.

She knelt down and made herself level with his lap, her eyes focused solely on his. Her nails ran up the length of his thighs, skimming the muscle and tracing the metal teeth of his zipper. His hips jerked slightly, caught off guard by the intimate touch.

“What’s EZ short for?” She asked, wanting to engage him in more than just the grinding of two bodies.

He licked his lips, watching her with hooded eyes as he widened his legs further.

“Ezekiel.” He supplied, humoring her sudden curiosity.

“I like it.”

She ran her hands up his chest, still propped between his knees in an explicit display of sexual innuendo. She moved her mouth to hover over his crotch, her lips barely touching the denim.

“How long were you locked up for, Ezekiel?”

“Eight years.”

“That’s a long time to go without a woman’s touch.” She mused, pressing her bare breasts into his lap.

“It is.”

“We’ve gotta get you reacquainted.” Luna teased, using his own tactic against him as she licked her lips.

He smirked, following the motion of her tongue. “I already have.”

She pouted, standing once again.

“You trying to make me jealous, baby?” She teased, reaching for his shoulders to steady herself as she straddled him. She felt dwarfed by his size, his sturdy form practically buzzing with power beneath her. The veins in his forearms called to her as she rubbed her body along his, feeling the gathering wetness pooling in her panties.

“Maybe. Is it working?”

“Maybe.” She said with a playful lilt, leaning in close to the amused smirk he wore. She pressed her naked chest against his clothed one, taking satisfaction in the way he bit his lip.

“Don’t be. I’m here.” He said, the conviction in his tone demanding she believe him.

She did.

Her hips brushed against the zipper of his jeans again and this time she felt a distinct firmness that hadn’t been there before. She noticed the way he clenched his fists at his sides, as if he was using every ounce of strength he possessed to not reach out and touch her. She respected his restraint, but she didn’t necessarily want it.

“You wanna touch me, don’t you baby?” She purred into his ear, hands running up the length of his arms and down to the tightened fists at his sides.

“Thought we weren’t supposed to.” He replied, voice now heavy with lust.

“You aren’t.” She pulled back to look him in the eye, letting him take in all of her as she sat astride him. “Doesn’t mean I don’t want you to.” She confessed, continuing to rock her hips along his.

EZ’s eyes shifted, her words triggering him in the most delicious way. He caught on to her hints, realizing she was doing more than performing for a customer. She was letting him experience her in a way no other client had before.

He seized on the moment.

“How do you want me to touch you? Show me.” He commanded roughly, using his chin to gesture to her body.

Luna smiled, excitement running through her veins as she lifted a hand to her neck and gripped it softly, showing him just what she wanted.

“Your hand here.”

“You like that?” He questioned, eyes zeroed in on the way her hand held her throat. It was as if he got lost in the picture she painted, already envisioning his calloused hands around her delicate neck, squeezing.

“Mmmm…” She hummed in response, closing her eyes as she applied pressure.

“What else?”

She released her throat and trailed her hands down and over her breasts, cupping them together as she encouraged her nipples into peaks.

“Just like that?” He asked, noticing the way she tugged at the sensitive flesh.

“Yes…” She moaned, feeling his hips rising for the first time to meet hers.

“Keep going.”

“Then I want you to touch me...” She trailed off, skimming her palms down her stomach, aiming for the juncture between her thighs. She stopped at the last minute, meeting his stare as she switched course. “Here.” She finished, reaching around and grabbing her ass.

The vein in his neck throbbed as she continued to provoke him. He swallowed when she played with the waistband of her panties again, pushing the fabric down just far enough that he could see bare skin along her pubic bone. She let the elastic snap back into place, her hands now cupping her pussy.

“This is where I want you to touch me the most.” She revealed, locking her dark eyes with his.

He bit his lip and she swore she could hear a growl reverberate through his chest.

“When?” He asked, testing the boundaries.

Instead of answering, she raised herself onto her knees and maneuvered herself so that she was now on all fours, his body beneath her. She angled her ass, arching her back and lowering her upper body onto the couch at his right. He was entranced by her motions, eyes transfixed on her ass as she wiggled her hips, causing the flesh to bounce.

“Whenever you want.” She purred, letting her ankles cross in the air. Her six-inch heels dangled from her feet, a show of hyper femininity and a weapon of seduction. The glossy black material reflected the purple and pink lights of the room, the thick heel a heavy weight on her feet.

Luna moved onto her back, draping herself across EZ’s lap. He looked down at her, her head propped on one thigh while the rest of her body was spread out across the other. She stretched like a feline as she nuzzled into his warmth, angling her breasts up and wordlessly pleading with him to look. And he did.

“Can I tell you a secret?” She asked, hips still swaying in time to the sultry tune that wafted through the air.

He nodded, signaling for her to continue.

“You’re pretty cute.”

He snickered.

“Thanks.” He said with a chuckle and he had the decency to look somewhat bashful. “You aren’t too bad yourself.”

She laughed, her hands running the length of her body as she soaked up the unadulterated yearning he rained down on her. She felt desired, beyond sexy at the way he visually devoured her. Not just lusted after, but wanted, in every way. It felt intoxicating. He made her want to break all the rules, some of which she already had. And there wasn’t a single ounce of regret to be found.

“I should hope so. Unless it’s not me that’s got you hard.” She teased, pushing against the prominent bulge in his jeans.

“It’s definitely you.”

“Good to know.” She quipped, easing herself up. She straddled him once again, addicted to the way he made her feel in that position. She could smell his cologne, the scent now stuck to her skin like errant specks of glitter. She hoped it never washed off.

“Time’s up?” He guessed, meeting her gaze.

She nodded, not wanting the moment to end, but she knew if she didn’t they’d end up crossing a line. One she wasn’t entirely sure she wanted to cross. At least not so soon.

It was one thing to admit she wanted him. It was another to act on it. And while she’d let him know he could have her at any time, he didn’t seem ready to cash in on her words just yet either. They both seemed content to let the sexual tension of their private moment simmer, giving it a chance to boil over into carnal passion.

He reached into his back pocket, but she held a hand out to stop him.

“It’s on the house. Think of it as a gift for your newfound freedom.”

“I can’t let you do that.” He said with a shake of his head, pulling his wallet out anyway.

“It’s done.”

He pulled a crisp hundred from a wad of cash and handed it over to her, forcing it into her hand.

“Tip.”

She shook her head, shocked by the gesture. “It’s too much.”

“It’s done.” He stated, throwing her own words back at her. He wore a proud smile, pleased with himself as he stuffed his wallet back in his pocket.

“You’re not such a bad boy after all.” She teased with a wink as she got up and found her skirt and bra.

He stood, standing back while she slipped the clothing back on. She reached behind her to clasp the bra back in place, but he beat her to it, his touch gentle as he fastened it.

“Thanks.” She said over her shoulder, catching his eye.

“No problem.”

“Do you-,” She started, gesturing to his crotch. “You need a minute?”

He laughed, looking down as he shook his head. “Nah, I just gotta think about Gilly in a dress and I’m good.”

Luna joined in on the laughter as she reached for his hand and began to lead him out of the room. They took the same path they’d taken earlier to reach the section of outlaw bikers. Another dancer was on stage, her music upbeat and pulsing as she swung around the pole effortlessly. It was a captivating sight. The men seated around the stage took it in with both awe-struck faces and hard dicks.

They made it to the thin veil of curtains and Luna was just about to pull the fabric back when EZ tugged at her hand, halting her. She turned towards him, hand still clutched in his.

“Thanks, Luna,” He started, licking his lips once again and sealing her date with her vibrator that night. “For the dance.”

“You’re welcome, Ezekiel.” She beamed, shying under his praise.

“Is that your real name?” He asked, letting his own curiosity show.

“My middle name. Yessenia...that’s my real name.” She admitted, feeling his thumb begin to brush over the back of her hand.

“It’s beautiful.”

“Do you always make strippers blush?” She challenged with a grin, narrowing her eyes up at him playfully.

“Only the pretty ones.” He retorted with a wink.

“Charmer.”

“I’ve gotta be if I wanna see you again.”

Luna watched his face carefully, seeing nothing but truth as he flashed a boyish grin down at her. He towered over her, even with the heels. He surrounded her in every way possible and she was surprised by how much she liked that.

“Is that what you want?” She dared to ask.

“Yeah, it is.” He answered, a relaxed grin making its way onto his bearded lips. “And you? Is that what you want?” He repeated to her, stepping a fraction of an inch closer.

She waited a long moment before responding, enjoying watching him squirm as he anticipated her reply. She reached up and brushed a finger over his lips, feeling his breath hit her skin.

“Yeah, EZ...come and see me again.”

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steamberrystudio · 4 years

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Hey guys! Here is the devlog for last week!

Summary:

Reworked Jack's story climax and the ending chapters

Jack's route is over 70% complete

Started reworking and editing Magnus' synopsis in preparation for starting his route

Received two new completed BGs

Worked on a CG for Jack's route

The Ramble:

This was a rough week with all the stressful things going on in the world and everyone around me being sick, then me getting sick as well. But here we are….Monday. The world is still here. Life continues.

I spent a huge portion of last week trying to revamp the ending to Jack's route. Jack has proven much more difficult to write than I anticipated. His early chapters weren't so bad but I started hitting problems midway through. I think it was partially due to an outside situation that I am not in control of.

There were also several spontaneous plot developments that I really, really enjoy, but that required me to rework things a few times. And, honestly, I really had to do a lot of brainstorming to figure out ways to condense the ending without losing some of the plot elements I enjoy in his route. I reworked it numerous times and had numerous edit/brainstorm sessions where I spent a lot of time ruminating over what would work best for him. The good news is that I finally settled on something I think works pretty well. So the ending has been reworked and now I only have a few chapters left to write before Jack's route is done.

I've also gone back to solidify the plot for Maggie's route. It's nearly always necessary to rework my original route ideas and summaries because I do so much 'on the fly' plotting and world building that by the time I get to the later routes, some of the original ideas just don't work anymore. (This is why I could never do an episodic style release). Sometimes I abandon ideas, only to somewhat return to them later on as well.

Since I intend to start Maggie's route after Jack's, it's good to get a headstart on these plot corrections.

Anyway, we've gotten two additional BGs this week (on the same day. LoL)

The artists are kind of working at the same pace so it'll be another few weeks before we get in the rest of the backgrounds. I'm looking forward to it! We’ve really rounded the last corner when it comes to BGs so I’m looking forward to finally having the complete set (which doesn’t mean we won’t have a couple of last minute stragglers that we need.) LoL

Sneak Peeks and Previews:

One of the BGs we got this week is the finished version of the BG I showed off last time! A sandstone cave in the Twilight Wastes! One of the things I love about having a tidal locked world is that for all the BGs in the Wastes....no variations are needed because it’s always the same time of day. LoL

Upcoming Week:

W R I T I N G.

I mean, that's where we've been for months. It's where we'll be staying for a while yet. I want to get the next two chapters complete for sure this week. Maybe the next three. It's probably a bit much to assume I can get Jack's potato draft done this week.

But I'm going to try. Hopefully there are fewer distractions than there have been over the last few weeks.

Anyway, that's all for this week. I shall see you next week!

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ryqoshay · 3 years

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Tri-Arame: All Work, No Play

Primary Pairing Trio: YuuAyuSetsu Words: ~3.1k Rating: G Time Frame: The end of their second week of college Story Arc: Setsu’s Ceaseless Study Session Study All Day? Study All Night? A Nap a Day All Work, No Play

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Author’s Note: My original outline for this arc stopped at the previous chapter, but as I was was close to finishing, I realized there were still a couple threads I wanted to tie up. So here we are.

Also, this is the first chapter I’ve written that flatly gives the name of the company employing Setsu, instead of my former vague hints. For readers unfamiliar with my other work, How to Handle a Nico, Egao Jōshō is an idol production company founded by Nico and Tsubasa and it is probably my favorite point of connection among my three non-AU fics.

Also also, Heavenly Life is a doujin created by Riko.

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Ayumu opened her eyes and reached up to the headboard to grab her phone. The device she touched first happened to be Yuu’s, but that was fine. She unlocked it and checked the time. It was Saturday, so she could sleep in a little longer, but there were things that she wanted to do before the Live that night.

She pushed herself up to her hands and knees and crawled backward to the end of the bed. There, she climbed over the footboard, which she was thankful wasn’t much higher than the mattress. Standing, she took a moment to look at the other two girls still in her bed, as she had every morning this week since Setsuna started joining her and Yuu.

Part of her couldn’t get over how adorable they were, snuggled together like that. Setsuna had pressed herself almost flush against Yuu’s back. Ayumu wondered if she was worried about rolling off the edge or if her bond with Yuu was just that strong that she was comfortable doing that.

And that was the other part. Ayumu couldn’t help feeling a little left out, wondering why neither would do that with her. Would it help if she turned the other way? But she liked facing Yuu, seeing her face before falling asleep and again upon waking. And if the other two ended up swapping, she was certain she would be just as happy seeing Setsuna in the same way.

Maybe Yuu was hesitant? No, with as openly affectionate as Yuu had been with her the entire time they had known each other, that simply could not be the case.

Maybe Yuu was waiting for Ayumu to make the first move? That still didn’t seem likely, but it was probably more possible than the other option. Perhaps then she should make that first move and snuggle against Yuu? Maybe even tonight?

Heat gathered in Ayumu’s cheeks at the thought of doing what Setsuna seemed to have no issue doing. But why? It wasn’t like Ayumu hadn’t initiated physical affection on numerous occasions, from simple hugs, to leaning into Yuu while watching something, to holding hands while walking. Heck she’d done most of that with Setsuna as well. Why did it feel different when it involved a bed or sleeping? Was it because it implied other activities? Activities she had certainly imagined multiple…

Ayumu shook her head in a vain attempt to dissipate the deepening blush, or at least shake loose those thoughts. Turning on her heel, she headed toward her dresser to begin her morning routine.

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“Alright, we’re heading out.” Ayumu announced after she had finished putting on her shoes. “Are you sure you don’t want to come with us, Setsuna-chan?”

The girl still sitting at the kotatsu in the middle of the room looked up from her laptop. “I’m sorry.” She declined. “I just don’t want to fall behind.”

“But are you actually behind at this point?” Yuu inquired.

Setsuna blinked as though not expecting the question. “I’m… I’m not sure…”

“You’ve been studying almost non-stop for two weeks, Setsuna-chan” Yuu continued. “And while your determination is admirable, surely they can’t expect everyone to be so diligent, or even be able to dedicate that much time.”

“Hrm…”

“Perhaps you could email your instructor?” Ayumu suggested. “Or your program mentor? Surely one of them would be able to let you know how your progress compared to other students, or just general expectations.”

Setsuna considered the idea for a moment. “I can do that.” She confirmed after a moment. “But I probably won’t hear back from either until Monday. So, while I would love to join you two, for now, to be safe, I’ll stay here today.”

“Alright.” Ayumu relented. “We’ll be back in a few hours.”

“Have fun.” Setsuna replied before turning attention back to her screen.

Yuu closed the door behind them and she and Ayumu began heading down the hall.

“I hope we can at least convince her to come to the event tonight.” Yuu said quietly.

“Yeah…” Ayumu agreed, wondering what they could say or do to convince their stubbornly studious friend.

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Setsuna stretched and yawned before checking the time. A quick break should be alright, she decided and pushed herself out from under the table. She then made her way over to the kitchenette area where she filled the electric kettle and turned it on.

As she prepared the coffee grounds, she considered how much she had consumed recently. Ayumu was diligent in keeping a fresh supply despite rarely drinking it herself. Setsuna smiled at the thought of her friend’s kindness and decided she should get the next supply. She considered what places she could stop while on the way to the studio but then wondered if she should just have some delivered.

With a fresh refill of caffeine in hand, Setsuna headed back to the table to resume her studies. But before that, she quickly opened a new browser tab to check where she could order coffee online.

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“We’re back.” A voice announced as the dormroom door opened.

Setsuna looked up over her laptop and smiled as her friends entered. “Welcome back.”

“We got something for you, Setsuna-chan!” Yuu said excitedly, yanking off her shoes before moving quickly across the room. “Kope pan!” She pulled the sandwich out of her bag and presented it proudly.

“Thank you.” Setsuna said, accepting gracefully.

“Yuu-chan actually bought it.” Ayumu pointed out as she moved to the cupboards.

“Well, yeah, but Ayumu was the one to pick it out because it reminded her of Yotomi’s favorite. So, it’s from both of us.”

Setsuna chuckled at Yuu’s insistence as she inspected the package. It did indeed look similar to the snack commonly ordered by the protagonists of one of the anime series they had watched last season.

“Anyway, we decided to make a meal out of it all and picked up some other stuff.” Yuu began to pull other food items from her bag.

“And we brought it back here because we thought it would be more fun to eat together.” Ayumu added, arriving with a set of glasses. She distributed them to each place at the table before producing a bottle of one of her favorite brands of tea from her bag.

“Thank you.” Setsuna said again, feeling warmth spread in her chest at her friends’ thoughtfulness.

“And there’s one more thing.” Ayumu pulled another item from her bag and held it out.

Setsuna’s breath hitched as she recognized the latest book in the Heavenly Life doujin series she had been following online since before it had even started being published in physical form.

“I… I didn’t realize the new one was out…” She admitted, accepting the book.

“Mm.” Yuu nodded. “Earlier this week, it seems. I missed it too because I’m used to relying on Setsuna-chan for release schedules.”

“I’m sorry…”

“It’s no biggie.” Yuu dismissed. “I know you were busy studying. Though I will admit I’ve missed our anime nights lately.”

“I’m sorry…”

“Stop apologizing.” Yuu reached out to gently swat Setsuna atop her head. “Anyway, I got a copy for my collection and Ayumu bought this one for you.”

“Yes, but Yuu-chan had the idea to look to see if there was stock left” Ayumu interjected “and was the one to find them, so that’s from both of us as well.”

Setsuna chuckled at her friends’ insistence on sharing credit.

“Thank you, Ayumu-san, Yuu-san.” She turned her head to address each as she said their names before returning her attention to the doujin in her hand. “I’ll pay you back in…”

“Nope.” Yuu interrupted.

“Eh?”

“If you insist on doing something in return, just come with us next time.” Yuu grinned.

“Once your mentor or instructor is able to tell you how far ahead you are.” Ayumu added.

“Mm?” Setsuna questioned.

“I think it’s a safe assumption to make, based on how hard you’ve been working.” Ayumu explained. “But Yuu-chan is right, we do miss hanging out with you, Setsuna-chan.”

“I’m sor…” Setsuna cut herself off as she noticed Yuu’s expression of disapproval. She glanced back down at the doujin in her hand, causing a spike of excitement. “Anyway, I’m really looking forward to reading this.” She said, unable to resist opening the cover for a sneak peek at the first few pages. “And talking about it with… eh?” Upon looking back up, she noticed Yuu’s expression had changed, becoming more wistful. “Yuu-san?”

“Mm…” The green-tipped girl shook her head. “I was just realizing how much I missed seeing that smile.”

“That smile?”

“The one you display when you’re reading manga, or watching anime, or talking about a series or character you like.” Yuu explained. “I haven’t seen that in like two weeks.”

Oh…

Yuu chucked as she thought of something. “<All work and no play takes Setsu’s smile away.>”

“Mm?” Setsuna blinked. She wasn’t unfamiliar with the phrase, but she could have sworn it ended differently. And why did Yuu say it in English? Was it to make the rhyme? Still, she had understood the words and as their meaning processed in her mind, Setsuna felt heat gathering in her cheeks.

Yuu reached out a hand. “<Come and play with us, Setsu, forever and ever and ever.>”

“Yuu-chan, I don’t think Setsuna-chan has seen that movie.” Ayumu said.

“I haven’t either.” Yuu laughed. “I just know the meme. You do to, apparently. I mean everyone does, right?”

“Uhm…”

“Anyway, anime can wait for bit. Tonight, Emma-chan is performing.”

“I know.” Setsuna nodded. “She and I have talked about it several times this week during training.”

“And Ayumu and I are going.”

“I know that as well. I gave you two the admission passes.”

“I think Yuu-chan is trying to ask, without actually asking, if you were coming with us, Setsuna-chan.” Ayumu explained.

“…” Setsuna paused to consider her response. Of course she had figured out Yuu’s intentions, but she retained her reservations.

“I really think you owe yourself a night off every once in a while.” Ayumu continued. “Despite the meme, Yuu-chan does have a point, that you shouldn’t dedicate all your time to work and should leave at least a little time for play.”

Before she could respond, a soft ping sounded from the speakers of Setsuna’s laptop. She glanced down at the notification that popped up on the screen. “Eh?” she uttered.

“What is it?” Yuu inquired.

“It’s a replay from my instructor.” Setsuna scanned the message quickly. “He says I should go to the concert.” She heard Yuu make an excited noise. “He was actually going to contact me on Monday to see if I was alright because I am apparently a lot farther along than any other student he has seen take the course and he wanted to make sure I wasn’t overdoing things. But then he saw my email and he wanted to make sure I didn’t miss an opportunity to see my friend’s performance.”

“Sounds like you have a good instructor” Ayumu spoke up “who cares not only about your success in class, but also about your personal wellbeing.”

“Emma-chan is going to be so happy you’ll be able to make it.” Yuu said.

“Karin, Kanata and Kasumi-chan will also love seeing you again.” Ayumu added.

Setsuna smiled. “They’ll all be happy to see Yuu-san and Ayumu-san as well.”

“Well yeah, but we’ve already established that we’re going.” Yuu pointed out. “Setsuna-chan was the one holding out on her decision.”

“… Sorry… Oh, uhm…”

Yuu laughed again.

“I’m glad you reached out to your instructor.” Ayumu said.

“Well, I did want to go tonight…” Setsuna admitted.

“And we’re happy you decided to come with us.” Yuu grinned. “And since the concert’s not until after dinner, you still have the rest of the afternoon to study if you want.”

Setsuna nodded.

“Or…”

“Or?”

“You can take a short break to watch an episode of anime with us while we eat?”

“I’d like that.”

Yuu’s smile grew as she pushed her meal over to Setsuna’s side of the table. She then crawled over to squeeze in beside the raven-haired girl. On the other side, Ayumu was moving her food as well before fitting herself in with the other two. Setsuna opened a new tab in her browser and brought up her favorite streaming site where she found one of the series they had been watching that season. The three settled in comfortably as the opening song played.

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“That was an amazing concert!” Yuu said for the umpteeth time that night as the three girls entered Ayumu’s dormroom. “Emma-chan is a wonderful pro idol! And the event overall really makes me look forward to your first Live, Setsuna-chan.”

“I would have participated this weekend,” Setsuna admitted “but…”

“Yeah, yeah, I know, classes and stuff.”

“I could request a slot next weekend though.”

“I’ll be sure to be there to cheer you on.” Yuu grinned.

“I’ll come too.” Ayumu spoke up. “I also want to support you for your first Live, Setsuna-chan.”

Setsuna smiled. “Thank you. I’ll be sure to practice hard this week so I can shout my love as best I can on stage.”

Yuu yawned. “Anyway, I’m going to go take a quick shower and get ready for bed.” She headed to Ayumu’s dresser to grab a set of pajamas.

“That’s a good idea.” Setsuna said. “I’ll see you two to back here in a bit.” She then headed to her room to prep for the night.

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“Perfect timing, Setsuna-chan.” Ayumu said as Yuu got up from her hair drying session.

Setsuna smiled and sat down.

“I’m surprised you’re not pulling your laptop over so you can study.” Yuu teased.

“Oh, I, uhm, was actually just going to go to bed tonight.” Setsuna admitted.

“Oh? Not going to stay up until the wee hours of the morning again?”

“Uhm, not tonight…”

“Setsuna-chan wore herself out cheering at the concert, eh?”

“A little…”

Yuu laughed. “Well, I suppose I can’t blame you though. I did too.” She glanced up. “And I’m pretty sure Ayumu did as well.”

Ayumu felt a bit of heat in her cheeks. “It was just so much fun.” She explained as she ran a hand through Setsuna’s hair. “It’s been so long since I’ve been in the audience, I’d almost forgotten how much energy it can take.”

“Though it is wonderful to be see things from the audience’s perspective.” Setsuna decided.

“That is true.” Ayumu agreed.

“It’s the best.” Yuu stated.

“Hrm…” Setsuna pondered. “I’m not sure I can fully agree with that. I am quite fond of performing on stage.”

“Yeah, that’s true.” Yuu conceded. “Ooo, I’m really looking forward to your first performance as a professional idol, now.”

“As am I.”

“How about you, Ayumu?”

“Me? I thought I already said I wanted to see Setsuna-chan’s performance as well?”

Yuu shook her head. “No, which do you prefer? Being on stage or in the audience?”

Ayumu paused. Granted it had only been a few weeks, but she honestly hadn’t thought about performing since their final Live as school idols. However, “I think I would have to agree with Setsuna-chan; both have their appeal, but there is something special about being on stage.”

“Well, if you ever miss being on stage,” Setsuna mused “Egao regularly invites former school idols as guest performers.”

“Eh? Really?” Ayumu hadn’t considered the possibility.

“That’s true.” Yuu chimed in. “We saw one perform tonight.”

They had? Ayumu realized she probably should have paid more attention to the program. Obviously, she had made sure to watch Emma closely, but otherwise, she had been a bit overwhelmed by the crowd and catching up with her former club members.

“Anytime you want, just let me know.” Setsuna continued. “I’d love to sing with you again, Ayumu-san.”

“I… might have to take you up on that sometime.” Ayumu decided.

“I’ll be sure to be there to cheer you on.” Unsurprisingly, Yuu repeated her offer of support.

“Thanks, Yuu-chan.”

The three continued talking about idol performances, both ones they had enjoyed in the past as well as ones to which they looked forward in the future. And as much as Ayumu wanted to prolong working Setsuna’s hair, it was eventually dried and properly brushed, so the session needed to end.

It felt a little strange as Yuu and Setsuna effectively lined up behind her as Ayumu crawled into her bed, after two weeks of them joining later, or just one week for Setsuna. But by the time Ayumu had settled down, Yuu was already halfway across the bed to her usual position and Setsuna had a knee on the edge as she waited for room to be made.

Was tonight actually the best night to experiment with snuggling? Would Yuu tease her?

“Ayumu?” Yuu apparently noticed the change in her expression.

Ayumu steeled herself for the next move and reached out to place a hand on Yuu’s shoulder.

I want to cuddle too, Yuu-chan. Ayumu pleaded silently. You cuddle with Setsuna-chan and we’re both equally important to you, so you can cuddle with me as well, right? Please don't make me say it out loud though, it's hard enough making the first move! And why do I have to anyway? Geez… Yuu-chan you can be so dense sometimes…

Finally, Yuu smiled, seeming to understand. She slid an arm around Ayumu and pulled the two of them together before nuzzling in under Ayumu’s chin.

Wait, no, I wanted to be the one to… oh well…

“Mm?” Setsuna’s hum sounded confused. Perhaps she hadn’t expected Yuu to move away from her? And did Ayumu detect a bit of disappointment in her tone as well?

Sorry, Setsuna-chan, I didn't mean to make you feel left out. Ayumu thought to herself as she moved her hand off Yuu’s shoulder, reached past her, found Setsuna’s arm and pulled gently. The other girl let herself be guided forward to the position Ayumu commonly observed in the morning. Now, they were even more crowded than before, and yet…

“This is nice…” Yuu murmured as though continuing Ayumu’s thoughts. “Good night, Ayumu, Setsuna-chan.”

Ayumu and Setsuna responded, almost in unison, causing Ayumu to giggle a little.

Yuu didn’t end up teasing her. Strange. But maybe it was because she had wanted the same thing? And if that was the case, Ayumu was still a little confused as to why Yuu hadn’t tried to snuggle with her before. In any case, at least they were now, so she then pushed that concern out to make room for more pleasant thoughts.

Ayumu closed her eyes and enjoyed the comfort of falling asleep nestled together with the two girls she loved.

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Author’s Note continued in Followup post

#YuuAyuSetsu #Takasaki Yuu #Yuki Setsuna #Uehara Ayumu #Tri-Arame #Love Live Nijigasaki #fanfic

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anastrianna · 4 years

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Exclusive: Details About Kit Harington’s Black Knight, The Eternals Production Revealed

By: Pamela Gores April 08, 2020

Back when Kit Harington confirmed that he was on the docket as none other than Dane Whitman for Marvel Studios' Phase 4 ensemble The Eternals, the only sort of sneak peek we got into his role was that "he's got a sword." Most fans were able to deduct that Harington would be given the mantle of Black Knight since Whitman is notorious for claiming the title in the comics. Then, when set photos from The Eternals were leaked back in January showing off Harrington with co-star Gemma Chan (confirmed to be playing Sersi), there was still no indication of how Harington would be showing off his new chops as he was decked out in modern-day clothing alongside Chan.

Apart from some wardrobe sightings, we've also gotten some looks at the ongoing production for The Eternals, including shots of what is assumed to be the Tomb of the Space Gods, an Aztec temple prominently featured in classic Eternals comics. Additional set photos have shown an on-location set of Babylon's Ishtar Gate, offering more looks at the ancient civilization period that the movie will explore. These intricate sets and others offered The Eternals' filmmakers a playground to shoot their movie on, yet some of these sets may not have been 100% complete when cameras started to roll.

The Direct has received exclusive news regarding Harington's upcoming Marvel attire—and the latest on how The Eternals' production timeline affected some of the movie.

REPORT

According to The Direct's contributing insider Daniel Richtman, The Eternals pre-production was rushed in order to meet the movie’s filming schedule, meaning costumes were not finished, sets were not completely constructed, and even parts of the script were incomplete at the start of filming. Specifically, Kit Harington's Black Knight costume was unfinished when scenes with him in the suit were being shot, so it's likely that post-production work will be needed to digitally complete the suit a-la Iron Man and Iron Spider style. And yes, Harington will be sporting a comic accurate Black Knight costume for the studio's next epic ensemble.

WHAT THIS MEANS

Marvel Studios is no stranger to CGI'ing superhero suits onto their actors: Robert Downey Jr.'s Iron Man suit has been majority VFX in many of his Marvel film appearances while Tom Holland's Iron Spider suit was 100% computer-generated in Infinity War and Endgame. Nonetheless, there are a few different ways we can envision Harington's Black Knight costume coming together if we take a look at some comic book iterations and features:

#1: From Mystic Arcana (2007) #2 / With a few of these iterations, we get some Nova vibes with the helmet design. Otherwise, this design remains pretty traditional in the knightly sense.

#2: From All-New All-Different Marvel (2015) / This suit has more of a Game of Thrones feel to it with the fur-padded shoulders and scaled arms.

#3: From Mystic Arcana (2007) #2 / With this garb, we see the Black Knight in traditional garments yet again, but the helmet seems to more so draw some inspiration, perhaps, from Thor's Destroyer.

#4: From Black Knight (2015) #1 (Powell Variant) / This suit design arguably deviates the most from the others due to an almost nonexistent red presence (it's there, but hardly noticeable compared to all of the other muted colors). This design also features a masquerade eye mask instead of a full-on helmet.

#5: From Black Knight (2015) #2 (Epting Marvel 92 Variant) / Lastly, this look brings back the Nova vibes. What makes this one different from Design #1 though, is the replacement of a traditional sword with a lightsaber-esque blade as well as the leather jacket instead of the medieval armor.

Furthermore, given what we've seen so far of The Eternals costumes, such as Angelina Jolie in a gold celestial suit for her role as Thena and Chan's modern-day wear alongside Harrington, there's no telling during what exact time periods (other than Babylonian times) The Eternals will be taking place. It's safe to assume that the movie will jump around the MCU timeline as Marvel Studios president Kevin Feige said that it is, "an epic that spans 7,000 years of human history, has cosmic connotations, and changes everything we know about the MCU." If part of Harington's Black Knight costume is CGI'ed, then it may be possible that we'll see a couple of different versions of it depending on when exactly we find Whitman within the MCU timeline.

It has been confirmed that VFX artists are working on The Eternals from home in light of the pandemic. Given the cosmic proportions that have been continuously teased for The Eternals and the fact that additional CGI work may be required for its incomplete costumes and sets, it's safe to say there's still a lot of work that needs to be done on a film that had originally been slated to release in only seven months.

In the end, we can only hope to get a glimpse at a completed, or near-completed, Black Knight costume and the film's overall state of production when the first The Eternals trailer drops later this year.

Fans can expect to see this all comes together when The Eternals hits theaters on February 12, 2021. The film was recently pushed back from its November 6, 2020 spot in light of the COVID-19 pandemic.

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How Lorne Lanning re-imagined Abe’s Exoddus as Oddworld: Soulstorm

By Dean Takashi, VentureBeat.com, MAY 13, 2019 7:15 AM

Under the cut is an interview between Lorne Lanning and GamesBeat regarding the development and gameplay of Soulstorm, as well as the looting/crafting system.

It’s a lengthy but informative read, and has been copied here for the sake of posterity (this stuff disappears all the time).

GamesBeat: Tell me what you’re doing.

Lorne Lanning: Last time we talked was when New and Tasty was just announcing, I think. We were at a GDC. It’s been a while. Since 2008, when we started the business digitally, self-publishing the library–that’s when all the rights had reverted, so it became easier to do that. Steam let us do that. From that, we were getting tens of thousands of dollars from old titles. Abe’s Oddysee was 10 or 11 years old and still selling. That led to us being able to start making things like converting Munch’s Oddysee to PS3. But we were it the organic way, purely from sales.

The sales were always a little bit exceeding our expectations. We didn’t have high expectations, but it was amazing that 11-year-old games were still selling. That led to us being able to get to the point where we made Stranger HD. That got really good Metacritic. We were surprised. It had pretty good sales. Then we got to where we started to be able to spend millions of dollars, and that’s how we got New and Tasty.

New and Tasty then became our largest venture, self-financed, paid for the old way, the business building organically from sales and not borrowing any money or doing publishing deals. New and Tasty moved 3.5 million downloads. That was a surprise. It treated us well and helped us set up ground zero here, with a new distributed development model. New and Tasty was largely done under one development house, with a couple of others coming in to solve various problems. We learned from that and went all cloud-based. We control all the data through many development houses.

Right now we have people in Vancouver, in Seattle, in San Francisco, in San Diego, in Los Angeles, in Washington D.C., in Quebec City, in England, in Scotland, in Ireland, and in Australia. That’s our day. Managing the time zones is pretty fucked. But we’re able to control costs a lot better. It’s operating more like film development, where you set up the company for development and use all contractors. If you want to keep on going, you keep on going. You swell as you need it and thin as it makes sense. That’s the way we’ve been doing it.

It’s tough finding anyone who has the highest bar. It’s easier when we’re getting animation talent, because then we get them from the film industry, or we get them from top-tier experience. Lighting, modeling, rigging tend to go more film, less game. Then you get into level design, you’re really in a hybrid of being able to contract out. Depending on the skill set it’s easier or harder.

Traditional outsourcing companies haven’t really worked for us because they want architectural specs, basically, and then they can function on that. We’re still looking at more of a distributed development team rather than hiring outsourcers. More like contractors who know how to build games versus — if you look at the history of India and China for outsourcing, it’s very, “Tell us exactly what you need and we can get you that.” But if we have to work together to shave cycles or figure out solutions, outsourcing groups get harder.

GamesBeat: How many people do you work with now?

Lanning: When it comes to individuals, right now it’s about 30 on the project. That will be higher eventually. They’re all spread out. At times we’ll scale down and scale up. As we get through the rest of the project we’ll scale up a little, because we have your systems established and code and things like that.

Where we are with it, we started this about three years ago. We told the audience — we’ve had a lot more conversation with the audience on social, since we haven’t been at retail. We said, “If we’re successful with New and Tasty, what would you like us to do next?” They said, “Redo Exoddus the way you did with New and Tasty.” That brought us back to — Exoddus was this emergency game that we had to get done for GT Interactive because we had a hit in 1997 and they needed another hit in 1998. Other games that were supposed to ship for that publisher, like Duke Nukem Forever and Unreal, they all slipped Christmas. Being the one title that delivered for Christmas, that was our curse.

What I had thought was going to happen, I was hoping to have a hit with Abe’s Oddysee and then be able to take a couple of years and build a sequel. It would be this big five-part epic series. We put that on the back of the box. This is the first part of the Quintology. Then we got derailed from that right away because we needed to ship a game in nine months to be a good partner. It changed the story I had intended. Then I felt like the property started to get off course from that initial vision point. You know the history of the industry, the history of Oddworld.

From there, when they said, “Redo Exoddus,” we said, “Huh. We’re not sure if we really have enough money to do a new game.” It’s one thing to reskin and rez things up and re-envision. It’s another thing to do a brand new game, all new everything. We decided to bite the bullet and said, “If we’ll do that, let’s go back to the original vision of the Quintology and focus on what that second game, ideally, was supposed to be. Let’s reboot the idea of that five-part epic, where we’re at number two. If we can do that well, if we can keep the trajectory of Oddworld growing again and get more into the triple-A space where we had been, and get there on our own with the audience’s help, that would be a much different and better existence.”

We started this one about three years ago. We had the legacy of doing New and Tasty on Unity. At the time, Unreal was still a million-dollar engine. We didn’t have the money to throw at that. Unity was basically free. We continued on Unity. That had a lot of legacy code for various reasons. So we started building up, and fortunately Unity started getting better and better. We started pushing Unity in places it hasn’t gone yet. You saw a little clip the other day. All of that was rendered in real time in Unity. It’s not the highest of highlights, but we’re showing a little bit.

We have to be careful about how we’re showing the insights into the single-player story. We need the reviews come release. We’re still a year or more out.

GamesBeat: And your script is basically done?

Lanning: Oh, yeah. We built all the systems. We did a lot of code work. We expanded on what is Abe substantially. We’re riding the latest versions of Unity, so that we can help them to build into their engine the things that facilitate better building of games like this, rather than mobile games. We have a lot of caching, taking advantage of multiprocessor, various thread optimizations that they just weren’t doing because the mobile space wasn’t demanding it. How their portaling data, how they’re caching in and out. A lot of that streaming needed to get better. Various rendering things that needed to get better.

GamesBeat: Is that how you got on stage [at Unity’s event]?

Lanning: Yeah, we caught their attention early on this project. We contacted the CMO and he saw it and kind of flipped out. They’re chomping at the bit to show more. We agreed that we would only show this much, and only if it said sneak peek. It’s not a teaser and it’s not a trailer. We’re trying to be careful with that language so we’re not sending the wrong messages. But it seemed to work, because it’s just that video from the other day on a few channels that have covered it, including ours, but well past a million people have viewed it. That’s a good indication. Better than we’ve done in the past.

From there we’re going to stagger this out across the next year. We’ll try to get it done across the next year. I can’t say exactly when. There’s a lot of new systems in there, a lot of new tuning to do. We need the whole thing running synergistically. We want to do it right. It has to be a great game. But I think we’re in the zone.

GamesBeat: You’ve already been on it for two years?

Lanning: Three. It’s three years in, with another year to go.

GamesBeat: The original took nine months, and this is four years.

Lanning: Right. We’ve just ignored the original. This is a completely new game. It’s what Exoddus was inspired by, but couldn’t be. This gets back to the true inspiration. We’re able to run it better on 21st-century technology and do things I was thinking of before, but we’re probably lucky I didn’t try to do, because I would have shot myself in the foot.

GamesBeat: So a much larger game?

Lanning: Much larger. Probably the biggest game we’ve built. Definitely more sophisticated. This is why we’re going to the crowd. We’re still going to want to get physical deals. We’re still going to want to have promotional partners, various types of partnerships. We just don’t want to be at the typical end of that shortish stick, in terms of — you know how publishing works.

We wanted to take it to the crowd. Really the crowd is what got us here, because it’s the profits that allowed us to build this. It just wound up being more expensive than we expected.

GamesBeat: Does the title mean something?

Lanning: Soulstorm? It’s the essence — it means a lot of things. It’s the essence, the mystery of this one, the Soulstorm Brew. The Brew gets into, what is the Brew? The spoiler is, the Brew is the ultimate employee performance and retainment solution. What it is, it’s an energy drink. You get two a day if you’re an employee and you work in the factories. That’s great. They hype you up for optimal performance, and then to go to sleep they give you a Snoozie at night. Brews and Snoozies.

But the Brews — one of the by-products is, they’re highly flammable, which becomes an advantage. Another is, the mystery of it — what’s happening in this game is, it picks up where the last game left off. A ripple effect in the underground — all these other factories, they know they’re slaves. Think in the outlying parts of China, big factories, factory farms, pharmaceutical companies, whatever. They know they’re screwed. They just don’t have a way out. What happened in the mythos is the success of the destruction of Rupture Farms, Abe causing an uprising that frees the employees, it’s starting to spread the word across the land. Now we have employees starting to flee factories and catch up with the guys responsible for the uprising, trying to find Abe.

As they’re still just trying to keep themselves alive, Abe and the guys, now that they’re free from the farm, they’ve caused a lot of economic damage to a big — it’s like Oscar Mayer just got shut down. Imagine the impact on Wall Street. These guys are on the run and they start encountering more slaves from other factories that have fled to try and find the group that was responsible for the uprising. But all the ones that they find are sick and dying. They don’t understand yet that the Brew is designed so that you’re addicted to it for performance. If you ever try to flee the factory, the withdrawal will kill you in 48 hours. That way you’re not going to make it to the second world and talk to the labor unions and defense attorneys and human rights organizations. They keep them where they products are being built, safe away from the standards of the modern world.

That’s the theme of the game, the theme of the Brew, how the game works. That’s the initial start of it. We wanted to focus on a single-player story game. We know that’s not chasing all the trends, but we built a lot more in, a lot more RPG capability. Abe was always begging for it. Stranger took on a little more it. Here we’re going to do a lot more of it in terms of ways to exploit the environment and empower Abe to have a lot more abilities. He can deal with the world in more interesting ways and be more powerful. We’re turning the Mudokons you’re saving into less like beasts of burden and more like allies with AI mob dynamics, gang dynamics. They can have various benefits as well.

GamesBeat: Politically, you’re still pretty right-wing, then.

Lanning: [laughs] We were always considered pretty severely left. It’s funny. Someone asked me recently, “Are you a socialist?” I said, “Fuck no! My relatives were killed by the Bolsheviks. That’s not going over either.” It’s interesting, our demographic. It’s really wide. It’s misfits, right? Huge LGBT base. We’re big with women.

But sometimes I meet these guys — in England in particular, these big dudes who come up with Abe on their chest, Abe on their shoulders. What the fuck? They look like thugs, like hooligans. There were these twins, two brothers that both looked like MMA fighters, covered in Abe tattoos, and they’re like, “Dude, you don’t know, my brother and I, the shit that used to go down in our household, this is what kept us together. This was the only thing we could be successful at in our life, was playing Abe’s Oddysee. We played it through the most horrific part of our life. It meant the world to us. If we kept on trying, we could succeed.”

I met another guy who had an Elum and an Abe on his asscheeks. He wanted to show them to me. I still can’t figure that out, to this day.

GamesBeat: The new teaser looks nice.

Lanning: We’re investing a lot more in the expression of the characters and the emotional connectivity. We spent more time on the rigging and all that.

If we live long enough and have enough success, we finish the Quintology. This is part two. In that, we’re setting up — you don’t need to have played part one. They’ll stand alone. But we set up Abe’s condition — opening movies are getting shorter. People are trying to dial more for the free-to-play audience. We went the opposite direction. We want an eight-minute opening movie. We dialed in more on Abe’s dilemma, which is he’s waking up to the fact that this game is not over. It’s just beginning for him. His shit is just about to really hit the fan.

I’ll show you the opening movie. This is all rendered in real time in Unity. It’s about 12 hours for a straight playthrough if you’re playing like a speedrunner. Here we’re taking you back to where you’re actually going to begin to play. That’ll be the first screen of the game. In a traditional Oddworld flavor, we do the first screen last. [laughs] That’s where it’ll start, in that burned-down condition. He’s learning the basic moves in a burning-down hideout facility. We wanted to have destructible playing fields and more forces, like liquid, flammable liquid, and fire as true play elements that were more organic and spreadable.

Let’s go to a compilation of some gameplay. One thing we wanted to do — New and Tasty delivered in 2.5D. We were monitoring the audience and asking them about it a lot. What we found was that compared to POV or over the shoulder, they liked being directed through the narrative experience. They liked not having to steer. They liked seeing their character on screen. They liked being able to aim, do whatever they had to do. But it took them out of the traditional — it might not have been looking in the right direction, the camera showing what you should be seeing. They liked those aspects of it.

We focused in on that. We wanted to expand on that with something we call 2.9D. We’re using it as a little marketing hook. We are going into the world. We can be on curved paths around stuff. We can move in full dimensional space. But we keep it on rails, so the play style stays in sync with the evolution of the side-scrolling platform. We dial it up in the dimensions of the world, the feeling of being in the world and how deep the world is. What you’re seeing in the distance is something you’ll come to play, which is also an Oddworld thing, even back in Abe’s Oddysee. We took that a few pumps higher.

This is a compilation of some of the play that’s happening. First, a big change is we wanted to bring more RPG-ish elements. It’s not a real RPG. It’s still an action-adventure platformer. But we wanted to bring in a wallet, an economy, a crafting ability to allow Abe to have what we call a sort of homeless economy, a scavenger’s economy. He finds recycled bottles, bottle caps. He can sift through lockers or get change out of phones, pickpocket sleeping guards. He can cash in things at recycling machines and use that scavenged cash to start buying vending machine products, food products.

Out of the things he’s finding in the world — scraps, wires, paper, dirty rags, things that don’t seem to have much relevance — he can combine them through the crafting system and start making weapons a la the Anarchist’s Cookbook. You’re buying Pepsi and Mentos and putting them together to create your little sticky bomb. In our case it’s Fizzy Pop and Explos. That system allows much greater exploration in the world, much more of a slow-down pace — find, discover, create things with meaningful uses to the player. It gives the player more agency.

The other thing that’s happening, the Mudokons historically — Abe’s always about saving others. He’s an empathetically driven hero. But those others were always really beasts of burden. They had some value. In Munch’s Oddysee it was different. But they were basically hard to get out alive, and that was the challenge. We wanted to give them more agency as well, more power to the player. It’s more like you’re building up your gang. If you’re crafting things that become available in your inventory, you can gift them to your followers and set them to aggressive or passive. They can start fighting and defending for you in a myriad of ways.

That’s what will be happening here. The first thing you’ll run past is vending machines. I’ll speak to that as we play. All of our vending machines are in the light animated look. This is 2.9D. Here I can pickpocket some sleeping slaves. It’s still the same basic controls. Instead of hiding in steam vents and shadows, now you can hide in the lockers, and so can your followers. What you see in the distance, you’ll be playing later. You move through in a more Z way. It has a lot more depth. But you can still play in that classic platformer tradition.

You’ll find a lot of cases in the environment where you can set up industrial-scale accidents that you use as weapons. The Mudokons are armed as well, fighting for you. Extra powers come to Abe if he has followers that give him more benefit, more abilities. Here we’re taking down an end boss on a moving train. We wanted that physics, that overwhelming feeling of little vulnerable characters against a really powerful world, this industrial environment. Abe’s followers can defend him, and he’s the main targeting system. They follow through. We did the effects in all these candy colors because they’re built out of consumer products. We wanted these crazy effects to showcase the abilities.

Then every level has a tallying system, leader boards, and different achievements and badges and karma. There are lots of different ways to play it. We estimate that on this game, people will get their 100-plus hours’ worth, but it’s not like the first playthrough is 100 hours. It’s definitely there to be milked through the systems, though.

We’re running toward the very latest versions of Unity, which means this might crash. If we were sane, we would have locked it off earlier in the development and said, “We’re sticking to this version.” But if we did that we wouldn’t get Unity to be doing features in their source code that we made. Hence, if it crashes, that’s my excuse. [laughs]

We have a new UI system with lots more controls, but everything Abe always did is still there. The rest is built upon that. Every level is self-contained as a single story, with an intro and outro and tally. We’ve done a lot more hint systems in this game. You can turn that on and off depending on your needs as a player. There’s a log for objectives, where you are on missions.

This is more of that 2.D effect. You can see where you will be playing in the world. This is case where we wanted to have environments, particularly in the backgrounds, where you can come in and scope it out and spy around and see what these things are to understand what you’re going to face before you actually face it. This is one of those sniping spots, where we give the user controls to preview the level before engaging. If there are workers in a zone, you have to get them out of there.

In this case your mission is you want to get up and out to terminal 2 and free your guys along the way. The heat really starts picking up. The scavenger economy includes rummaging through these garbage cans. Let me say, you’re about 60 percent into the game here, but with the hints system none of these things have been activated yet, so you’ll see a lot of windows coming up. There’s not as much as that when you play the real thing. Every item is new because this is a fresh playthrough.

He’s picking up seemingly useless things half the time, but they actually have a lot of depth once we start applying them. There are destructible floors, destructible platforms. These things add up. You get a changing playfield based on action. We wanted to have that, so the environments didn’t remain static. Here’s where you go to cash in your recycled bottles and bottle caps. You don’t have enough right now, but you do get some of our cheesy music.

These are vending machines. Each gives you a description of what they do. These are Jawbreakers, and they can be thrown. Lockers can be looted, and you can also hide in them. If I have followers — you see that they drop their hats right away. Now, if Abe goes in a locker, they’ll go in with him. At the same time you get the benefit of — expanded followers equals an ability to loot faster, and also the additional powers they bring.

You get a sense of the scale of these levels and how they operate. We have lots of characters running around. Even off in the distance you can see people operating back there. All of that you’ll play, even when you have huge trains passing in the background that you might see going by. We’ll be playing all the way through that. I’ll come to lockers that I can’t get into, but I can do things like pickpocket the security guards, take whatever he’s got, and get the keys.

As long as I hold the sneak button, all of his moves are quieter. Now I have the key to the locker. You can get that health power-up right there. You have an extra ability in this case, so now let’s look at the inventory system. This is what I just bought. What it does, just as a base model, I can use this to knock guys out when I throw it. We’ll do that real quick. That’ll knock them out, the Jawbreaker, but he’ll wake up in a few minutes. It’s limited, non-lethal. But if I go into the crafting system and take this and add some rubber bands to make it bounce, and some tape that can secure it, I can craft a new thing.

When I get back into the game, now this guy is waking up. Aw, I didn’t get him. But I can do this old trick. I can possess these guys. I have that full round of capabilities. Then I can choose to de-possess him and knock him out or blow him up. That gives you different bad karma or good karma possibilities.

Let me cheat on some stuff to add more cash, some fire extinguishers, some Brews, some Jawbreakers, some Fizzy Pops, some rubber bands, some more tape, general crafting components. Now, these are some of the scenarios where these things — the ammo is sort of puzzle-ish. I have to summon this elevator so I can continue deeper into the level. These guys, who will have a lot more voices and humor in them by the time we release, they’re like, “Not on my watch. Not before 5PM. Not before the bell. Not while I’m here.” He’ll keep sending this shit back.

But if I’m using this, my bouncy Jawbreaker, I can add rubber bands, and each band I add will give a bounce to his capability. This is where it works well for the side-scrolling platformer style. These will go plink-plink and bounce around. If I get it in there, that’s a non-lethal takedown. It could have been lethal.

We spent a lot of time on the camera system so it’s more informative to the player. It has a more choreographed way about it. We’re able to have that sense of gameplay that’s familiar, but expand the dimensions of it with more of a Z and curved entrance into it.

GamesBeat: It’s a little like the latest Trials game. It’s still side-scrolling, but it has more of a Z dimension to it. A train comes at you from that direction.

Lanning: Yeah, we do that too. That’s coming up. With Brew, the thing about Brew is that we wanted to have a really flammable type of force that you could control and manipulate. If I had just a bottle cap, that would provoke a spark here. That’ll start to burn. I can spread this through ceilings, through other areas. At the same time, this is one of the reasons I have fire extinguishers. I can also spray my guys and make them fire-repellent.

I can take my fire extinguisher into the crafting and add some Brew, add a lighter, and add a battery and some wires. That gives me a flamethrower. Now I can put my fire extinguisher here and a flamethrower there. Flamethrowers are very dangerous. They have an amazing ability to stick to most everything. Here’s another case where I can’t go any further. If I try to open that electrical gate, that guy would keep it firing. I have to deal with him.

Let’s make one of these, assign it here — got him. Now I can go onward. With puzzles we’re learning to get more into action as part of the puzzles, rather than just twitch timing. We want you to be able to explore these environments, even though these are the guys you’re supposed rescue. You can walk around, navigate it all, figure out what’s going. You’re not under any real threat.

Each of these things up here is a guard tower. If it has a number five, there’s five guys in there that could be summoned out under certain conditions. We wanted a more emergent level. You have the ability to explore and do all these things, but once you start rescuing guys and pulling them off their jobs, everything changes. Once they drop their hats and they become followers, the whole place starts lighting up. Alarms, scary lights, scary guards coming out. The world starts emerging on you.

Anything I’ve crafted, if we go back into this, I can take over to my followers. Say I want to give my followers a bunch of Brews to throw. I’ll give them a bunch of bottlecaps to throw and start fires. I want to craft some Molotov cocktails, so I can take a bottle and a dirty rag and a lighter and craft a bunch of those. I’ll gift those to my followers real quick and then make a few for myself. I’ll craft up some Fizzy Pops too. I can increase the power of these by adding Blastos. And then of course I can keep powering these up through more and more levels, but this is good enough to demonstrate.

Some of this stuff, you can have fun trying to figure out how far you can get into different areas. These things have a lot of capability. One thing I can do is assign my guys to become more aggressive. Even if I’m not fighting, they’ll fight for me. When threats come along they’ll start to throw stuff and take them out. I have a mob that I’m working with now. There, they got him. The world stays more persistent in that respect. I’ll blow away some of these floors. My goal is to get as many of these guys out alive as I can.

Now I’m going to go through a gauntlet. This elevator has what we call air supply delivery cannons. Then I suddenly have an air cannon, like a potato cannon. Anything you’ve got in your inventory, you can use with that. You, as the player, have the inventory cannon, but the Mudokons you’ve armed are your support cover. As I go through here, the world’s going to wake up again. All the alarms go off. We wanted to get this real feeling of mayhem going on, a storm of visual effects from all the consumer products, lots of pinks and greens.

Each of my Mudokons also has keys, so they get me further into the level. I’ll grab some more of these guys. You notice that they have much more agility than in our previous games. I’ll blow a hole through the floor and let them shoot on out. My guys can find their own way, or I can leave them anywhere, like in a tower defense situation. Now I’ll pull this down and take them into the next level.

I’ll go through another one of these gauntlets, so I’ll want to arm these guys up real fast with more of these. I’ll gift those to my followers. First I need to take away these bottlecaps, take away water. We don’t need that. Instead I’ll give them all of my Fizzy Pops. I’ll get by with crafting up some more of these. Not as sensational, but they work. Now you see that all of my followers are represented by this icon on the lower right of the screen. I lost one guy in that battle. That didn’t work out so well.

Here I come to the train crossing. Recruit a couple more guys here, let’s go. C’mon, hurry up, hurry up! Just keeping that pressure on. Oh, shit! No! I’m so sorry. God, that was just brutal. All that work. C’mon, guys, hurry up! Get out of the way! And then this gets us into terminal 2. Here I’ve gotten a cheat charm. These open up a different store, which is basically the metaphysical store.

At the end of each level, if you choose to have this display on, it’ll give you a full tally of your stats, the achievements, whether you found the secret areas, everything that’s happening. Each of these saved and you can go back and play each level and master the achievements, master your karma, do your speedruns. There’s a whole series of bronze, silver, gold, platinum, diamond. Then, if you get all diamond, we’ll open up a couple more achievements per level.

The first playthrough, we estimate that to be viable it has to be a minimum of about 12 hours. But the people who are milking it, there’s more than 100 hours that you can spend.

GamesBeat: How much of it is in that kind of environment, the factory? Is it a lot of the game? Or do we see different places like the train?

Lanning: Oh, yeah. We start off in a hideout, with some more native environments. You escape that towering inferno. Then we go into old, abandoned towns that are a little more like Stranger, these old mill towns and mining towns. We have ancient ruins, pretty spooky-looking areas. We wind up at gas stations for trains, big fuel depots. Then we go to a Slix barracks and the Necromines, a mining factory that’s built on top of a graveyard, basically. They’re mining the bones. That’s the other secret ingredient in the Brew.

You need to hijack the train in the train level so you can carry your 300 guys from the previous game and keep them safe while you’re on the run. You’re stacking them all up. At the end of the game, if you played it perfectly, you’ll probably wind up with about 1,300 saved Mudokons. But you could have zero. The idea is you could play the game and kill everybody, with a really terrible karma count, or you could play the game and kill nobody, with the ultimate, most positive, new-agey type of friendly touchy-feely run.

GamesBeat: How similar would you say this is to the original gameplay?

Lanning: With the original gameplay, Abe could sneak, run, jump, and do the basic moves he was doing here. But he didn’t have an inventory system. You could only play through with one guy at a time in the original game, too. When we remade that with New and Tasty, all the guys in the level could follow you at one time, which was really taken from Oddworld: Abe’s Exoddus.

In the original game, you could throw something, but it was just like, “I need to solve this puzzle. There’s an item I have to find in this room and then I can throw it.” But it wasn’t an inventory item you could carry with you to other places. It had no accounting system either, no wallet. It was really about what level you’re in, how fast you get through, and how many Mudokons you could save. That was the basis of it.

Now we’ve really gone off on the collecting, the exploring, finding secret areas, and community. Healing guys you find that are dying, crafting antidotes, crafting things with medicinal properties.

One thing you’re not seeing here, if you’re a completionist, the leaderboards that come up at the very end — if you want to get perfect platinum badges and compare that to the rest of the community, or zero deaths for slaves, or zero deaths for yourself, all of those things are different verticals you can play along and explore. That’s one of the big motivators. I want to see how I beat everyone.

This is what we’ve been doing. We thought that were in a fairly good position to make a more unique offering to the crowd, because it’s this far along. We don’t plan on giving out a playable. We just plan on dosing them with more information throughout the year, without blowing too much about the world.

#Oddworld #Soulstorm #Lorne Lanning #VentureBeat #GamesBeat #interview #Try finding 10 Oddworld interviews from Web 1.0

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The Teachings of a Genius

This is it gang, my final DBZ Lemon on Tumblr, and it’s ending how it began. Admittedly, this story isn’t really mine. It was originally written by ‘FutureGohan’sApprentice’ and revamped by ‘SupermanInTrousers’ on FF dot net. However, since both authors retired from fanfiction, and I just happened to have saved the story offline (since the OG got nuked by FF...twice), I took it upon myself to preserve and breathe new life into the story that inspired me to do dirty Dragon Ball lemons in the first place (Whether or not this is considered art-theft is beyond me, but I want to make a disclaimer and say that I am not taking credit for the original story, nor am I claiming the idea as mine. I’m just trying to save a major part of my writing inspiration, and if the original writer(s) see this and request me to take it down I will...provided Tumblr doesn’t do it first. The overall premise is the same as the original, but it’s been modified slightly to match my writing style as well as a few other general edits. With all that said, enjoy the story that started it all: A hot threesome between Gohan, Videl, and Bulma

The Teachings of a Genius

Majin Buu had been defeated and in honor of the Z-Fighters' latest voctory, a party was being thrown. Everyone, including secluded warriors like Tien and Chiaotzu had opted to attend, and Bulma, the hostess couldn't help but watch everyone having fun and enjoying themselves with a glimmer in her eyes. In some ways, this felt like the ond of the journey she started all those years ago when she accidently hit a young Goku with her car.

Te two of them have had so many adventures since then, from traveling the world to venturing across the universe, but now it was all over. Majin Buu the most powerful enemy they'd ever faced, a being so powerful that even the highest tier of Kai's feared his prowess was now their ally. It was nigh impossible to imagine any being even more dangerous.

Somewhere on a remote planet, a certain catlike deity let out a loud, explosive sneeze. Of course both Bulma and Goku had experienced a different kind of adventure with meeting loved ones, having kids and starting families. Bulma glanced over to her lover, watcing him with pride and affection, alone as usual in the corner. She couldn't help but smile when she spotted the slight twirl of his lips. Vegeta would never admit it, but this was his home and he'd die to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands. Her son however was less than predictable. Not seeing him with the others enjoying the party, she safely assumed he was off doing something with Goten. Whatever they were up to, she just hoped they were staying out of trouble. Those two could be such a handful. Bulma let out a sigh. Why couldn't those two be more like Gohan? Son Gohan was everything a mother could want in a child. Strong, smart, independent, caring, the list could go on. 'Handsome to,' she mentally added with a small blush. Unfortunately for any women who may have had an eye on the young saiyan, Gohan managed to find himself an equally as wonderful girlfriend. Although now that she realized it, they were missing from the party as well. "Ohhho?" she quietly, but excitedly squealed. The thought of Gohan sneaking off with his girlfriend lit a twinkle in her eye as she slyly rubbed her hands together. As much as she loved the kid, the Capsule Corp heiress was still just as mischievous as she's ever been. She'd never hesitate to embarrass someone she cared so much for. [ ] Bulma made her way through Capsule Corp, the clacking of her heels echoing through the halls. She could still remember the days when she and Yamcha were younger. Roaming the halls, searching for an empty room to fool around in without her mother finding them. There was a certain sense of adventure that was lost as she grew up. Not that she didn't enjoy sex with Vegeta, but sometimes she yearned for the times when she had to be secretive. After searching and reminiscing for a few more minutes, Bulma couldn't help but notice a ruffling sound in a room a few feet away from her. Swiftly darting over to the room, she slowly cracked the door open and peeked inside, catching a glimpse of Gohan and Videl inside, on the couch, hesitantly locking lips with each other. Their bodies were quite a few inches apart, and aside from their lip contct, the two young warriors kept the rest of their bodies distant from each other, too hesitant to explore each other physically. Bulma shook her head and sighed. This was NOT how it was done at al. Startling the young couple, causing them both to flush red and dart away from each other, Bulma loudly cleared her throat making her presence known to them. "B-Bulma!" Gohan shrieked in distress. Both he and Videl stared at Bulma, eyes widened from the act of getting caught. Before either of them could say anything, Bulma spoke up first. "What was that all about?" she asked. "W-well...," Gohan stammered. "Well you see...uhh...we were just...um..." Gohan continued to hesitantly babble until Bulma spoke again. "You guys call that kissing!?" Bulma exclaimed. "Huh?" Bulma let out a disappointed sigh as she shook her head. She'd expected someone with Saiyan blood would have more raw passion with a significant other. Gohan and Videl could only uncomfortably glance at each other from the jab at their kissing skills. Neither of them were very experienced when it came to physical affection, but hearing it out loud was quite embarrassing. Their awkward silence was interrupted by the sound of Bulma's heels as she made her way over to couch, setting herself in between the two. As the young couple shyly glanced away, Bulma inwardly snickered to herself; two inexperienced tens in desperate need of help? Now this was the sort of excitement she'd been looking for. Gohan and Videl each fidgeted nervously from the awkward position they were in. Gohan nervously rubbing his hand behind his head, Videl rapping her fingers against her thighs. Anything to release the nerves that were bundled inside their bodies. "Guys...be honest with me," Bulma began. "Have either of you ever kissed anyone before?" The young couple could only look down before shyly nodding 'No'. "Hmmmmmm..." Bulma crossed her arms in contemplation. This was a predicament. Vegeta would most likely say that this wasn't her problem and tell her to leave the two youngsters to their own, but someone had to teach Gohan the proper way to act in these intimate occassions, especially since neither his strict mother or childlike father were likely to have taught him how to be a real man in situations like this. As for Videl, being her senior (though not A SENIOR, mind you), surely it was her duty to teach her how to properly handle her man. She wasn't about to let the two teens she cared for continue as they were, not being able to hold each other as they locked lips. Bulma flashed the two a wry smile. Her mind was made up. "You want me to teach you?" ".........Huh?" "W-What!?" Videl shrieked. Expecting this to be some sort of joke, Videl swiftly turned to Bulma but could find no signs of humor on her face. Bulma was actually serious about her proposition. "Uh Bulma...what do you mean?" Gohan's already open mouth fell agape when Bulma showed Videl exactly what she meant: Placing her hands on the sides of Videl's face, Bulma quickly told Gohan, "Watch closely," before pulling the younger closer to her until their lips clashed. Videl gave a muffled protest, but failed to make any attempt to disjoint herself from Bulma, though mostly due to pure shock. Surely enough, Videl remained frozen in place as Bulma continued to ravage her lips. Had her mouth not been preoccupied, Bulma would be flashing a confident smile. Videl was so surprised by her initiative that her mouth hung open, making it easy for Bulma to slip her tongue into the young girl's mouth. Though she was still trying to grasp the fact that she was suddenly kissing another woman, Videl perked up when Bulma's tongue began to clash with her own, letting out a muffled moan in the process. She'd never used her tongue while kissing before, but the thought of a battle urged her on as she challenged Bulma's tongue to a hearty duel. As the two woman continued to clash tongues, Bulma ran her hand along Videl's raven black hair, slowly gliding her hand down the side of her cheek. Now that she was certain Videl wouldn't pull away, it was time to show these two how to really explore. Using her free hand, Bulma surprised the duo when she rested her hand on Videl's perky breasts. The young girl let out a muffled yet bashful shriek as her mound was gently groped. She tried to detach their lips and create some distance between them, but Bulma kept her firmly in place. Videl's breasts were smaller than her own, small enough to fit in her hand. They were much firmer as well, undoubtedly due to the muscle mass she gained from her fierce traing regime. Gohan eyed the two women with a hesitant, yet intensly lustful gaze. In his mind, he figured he probably should've attempted to separate the older woman from his girlfriend, but watching two incredibly attractive women kiss and fondle each other caused his sense of reason do vanish. The small tent that had been pitched in his pants from before Bulma even arrived had grown to a much larger and conspicuous size, protruding uncomfortably against his shorts, yearning to be unleashed from it's confines. With Videl's mouth still tangled with Bulma's, the bluenette beauty brought her hand further down. First her neck, then past the hand still fondling her breast, then her stomach until she finally reached her tight black short. Her hand slipped through the fabric and briefly poked against Videl's opening through her notably moistened panties. "Kya! NO!" The contanct between her legs was just the trigger Videl needed as she harshly shoved Bulma away, with a shriek and darted off of the couch attempting to create as much distance as she could between them. Sweat ran down her head as her face flashed the deepest shade of red ever. Videl's body was all but lit on fire due to a strange combination of rage, excitement, and embarrassment, though mostly the latter. "Bulma...what the hell do you think you're doing!" shrieked an angry and flustered Videl. Bulma was surprised that Videl was still resisting. She thought she'd convinced her to go along with her plans, but it seems she still had plenty of fight left in her. Though judging from the wetness that now adjourned her fingers, that rebellious flame was sure to be extinguished soon enough. "What am I doing?" Bulma repeated. "I told you, I'm teaching you." She turned to Gohan. "Both of you." Gohan couldn't help but wonder what Bulma had in store for him. Though he'd never admit it, he hoped that he would be receiving a similar treatment to Videl. Lifelong friend or not, the effect Bulma had on Gohan was unmistakable as his body lightly shuddered with desire. Unfortunately, Bulma's attention to Goan was brief as she got up from the couch and strolled over to Videl, her hips swaying ever so enticingly to Gohan's eyes. As Bulma approached Videl, the younger girl, shockingly made no attempt to retreat. Though she stood firm with a sense of incrdedulity. Videl couldn't help but let out a small gasp as Bulma slipped behind her and rested her hands on her shoulders, lightly massaging them. "Videl?" Bulma started. "Why don't we let go of all this tension and...continue?" she purred. Videl was still very hesitant. On the one hand, she was interested in playing this out, but on the other hand, her modesty prevented her from caving to her inner desires. Bulma dipped her head down to Videl's ear. "A guy like Gohan would LOVE for his cute girlfriend to please him, and I know he'd appreciate it if you took the initiative. We both know he wouldn't know what to do with a girl." Bulma's hand slid down until itoce again rested on her firm mound, causing Videl to let out a small breath. "Are...you sure...?" Videl replied. Avoiding eye contact with Bulma, her gaze drifted over to her wide eyed boyfriend still sitting on the couch. He'd been unapologetically staring at them since the very beginning. Videl managed to catch a glance at the front of Gohan's pants and saw that he was CLEARLY enjoying the show. "So Videl, you wanna continue?" Bulma purred. Videl remained silent for a few seconds before meekly replying, "Y-yes...." "That's the spirit," said a perversely grinning Bulma. "Just follow my lead." Grabbing the hem of Videl's shirt, Bulma hoisted it up as Videl meekly lifted her arms allowing the cloth to be pulled over her head and off, fiercly flushed all the while. Gohan's face lit up a scarlet hue as his eyes instantly fell upon his girlfriend's semi naked upper body. He let out a short string of gasps as his eyes went up and down the length of Videl's torso until he heard a soft 'clicking' sound. He was unsure what it was until the cups of Videl's bra fell almost suddenly. Gohan's breathing began to hasten at the sight of Videl's bare, perky, breasts, as they briefly bounced as the bra hit the floor. Gohan's eyes remained glued to Videl's chest as the bashful young girl glanced aside, failing to cover herself, but unwilling to look Gohan in the eye. "Well, are you coming or not?" Bulma urged the befuddled young Saiyan to come closer, which he did. Gohan's eyes still laid on Videl's chest once he finally joined the two women. Being so close to Videl's uncovered breasts, Gohan felt a strange, undeniable urge to touch them but was hesitant. Was he even allowed to? Sure Videl was exposing herself but that wasn't really consent...was it? "Oh come on Gohan!" Bulma interjected. Before he could react, Bulma grabbed his hand and yanked it, pressing his palm against Videl's right breast. "Waaah...!?" Videl let out a small squeal at the surprise contact. "G-Gohan..." Videl's breathing hitched causing her chest to expand and recede. Feeling Gohan's warm hand on one of her sensitive areas served to light a small spark inside of her, a spark she could feel from the pit of her stomach down to her core. Placing her hand on Gohan's wrist, she slowly slid it up his arm until her hand covered his that held her breast. Taking that as a sign of approval, Gohan moved his free hand to Videl's uncovered tit and cupped them together in his hands, squeezing them lightly. Videl let out a soft gasp and moan as Gohan's gentle, yet masculine hands fondled her womanly mounds. As Gohan continued to grope Videl's firm breasts, he became lightly more forceful as he suddenly planted his lips against a surprised Videl's. Moving past her initial surprise at Gohan's unexpected initiative, Videl moved her hands up Gohan's arms until they rested on his shoulders. Bulma seemed pleased that her brief lesson seemed to already be bearing results as she watched the young couple lock lips with a new sense of vigor. Breaking the kiss, Gohan surprised both women when he lowered his head down and planted a series of kisses down Videl's body starting from her cheek, then her neck until he landed on the curves of her boobs, pressing his lips against the sensitive, erect tip at the end. "Aha...!" As Videl let out a soft pleasured gasp, Bulma decided to get in on the fun as she lowered herself down to Videl's neck and let her tongue roll over her sensitive area. 'How cute,' Bulma thought. Trailing her hand down the younger girl's body, she slipped her fingers through the tight black spandex and cottony panties to make direct contact with Videl's moistened folds. Videl let out a high pitched squeal as her breasts and pussy were now being gently, yet intensely handled. Bulma glided her fingers along Videl's nether lips, quickly becoming coated with her natural lube. 'If she's this wet already, then maybe I can...' Bulma decided to test her incomplete theory by lowering her fingers down to Videl's core and punctured her. Videl gasped in surprise at being breached. 'She's so tight,' Bulma mentally noted. Makes sense that a virgin like Videl would be so snug. 'Gohan, you lucky boy.' she added with a wicked smirk. As Bulma slowly delved deeper into Videl, she noticed something rather surprising. 'No hymen...she probably broke it herself with all that training. This'll make things a lot easier for Gohan.' Videl's canal was a snug fit, but she could very easily be stretched a bit further. As if to prove the point, Bulma nudged a second finger inside Videl's heat, but that was all she could take as she elicited a groan of discomfort. Bulma slowly began moving her fingers in and out of Videl's snatch, spreading her wider with each motion. "Ahh...ha!" Videl could feel herself on the brink of release as Bulma and Gohan continued to mercillessly work her body. Bulma pushed and retracter her fingers at an incredible pace while Gohan had taken Videl's entire boob into his mouth, sucking ferverently while he lightly pinched and rolled her neglected breast. At this rate, Videl knew she wouldn't last much longer. Gohan rolled his tongue over her erect nub, making Videl whimper in satisfaction. Over time, he'd regularly switch breasts making sure both of her mammaries received the same special treatment as the other, massaging which ever boob he was neglecting at the time. All the while, Bulma could feel Videl begin to tighten around her fingers. Her inner walls began to contract as her climax drew closer and closer until... "Oh..oh GOD!....!" Videl's entire body tensed up as she came, the strength in her legs waning. Thankfully, both Bulma and Gohan managed to keep her on her feet as her core erupted and her nectar stained Bulma's delicate fingers. Videl lightly rocked her hips as Bulma and Gohan never ceased to continue pleasuring her body allowing her to ride her orgasm much longer than normal. After a few blissful seconds, Videl's orgasm finally began to recede and Bulma and Gohan retreated from her body. Her strength giving out, Videl fell forward into Gohan's arms, lightly panting. At Bulma's request, Gohan gently laid her down on the bed in the corner of the room. Gohan let out a breath that he hadn't even known he was holding. What just happened was intense...really intense. Though he felt a hint of shame in admitting this, he wanted more, a fact that was evidenced by the twitching in the front of his pants as his fully salute manhood grinded against his boxers. Judging from Bulma's expression, it seemed like she wasn't finished yet either. "W-what now?" Gohan asked. Gohan's massive erection did not go unnoticed by Bulma, causing her to playfully lick her lips. Sensually strolling over to him, she caught him completely off guard when she suddenly clasped her hand around the large bulge in his pants. Gohan's breath hiked up as his body tensed. "Why don't we take care of your little problem here. Although..." She squeezed his rock hard cock. "There's nothing little about this beast, is there?" Gohan let out an awkward chuckle at Bulma's embarrassing compliment. Though he couldn't deny the relief he felt now that someone was doing something about the uncomfortable strain in his pants. "Gyagh!" Gohan let out a surprised yelp as he was suddenly pushed down, rather forcibly, back onto the couch. In his brief moment of haze, he hadn't even noticed Bulma fall to her knees and clasp her hands around his waistline. With one harsh yank, Bulma pulled Gohan's pants and shorts down releasing his cock from it's confinement. "Oh my God!" Even Bulma couldn't hide her surprise at the sight of Gohan's massive penis. He had to have been eight inches long, at least, and he was notably thick as well. She expected him to be well endowed, but thhis was just a bit bigger than she expected. The wonders of saiyan blood and youthful hormones. "Wow..." Bulma trailed a finger along the underside of his shaft, causing it to eagerly throb. Who knew little Gohan would grow up to have such a package. Gohan was too stupored to respond, too ecstatic that a feminine hand was trailing across his length, and what a hand it was. Bulma was one of the most beautiful women he'd come to know, and age hadn't done a thing to change that. Gohan let out a groan when she wrapped her fingers around his shaft, holding him flawlessly. Bulma simply held him for a brief moment getting a feel for his hardness and warmth. Finally, she gave his dick a firm but gentle stroke and was met with a hefty batch of pre-cum from the small slit at the top. She repeated her action and yielded the same result. Gathering the translucent fluid, she squirmed her hand around his sensitive tip and smeared it across his shaft, eliciting some soft pleasured moans from Gohan. Before long, she was gliding her hand up and down on him with extreme ease. Gohan was so easily aroused. 'Hmmm...wonder how he'd react if I took his cock in my mouth?' thought an impish Bulma. Off to the side, Videl had finally recovered from her orgasm and watched intently as another woman gave her boyfriend a handjob. Surprisingly, she didn't seem as jealous as she expected. Quite the opposite in fact, as the sight was just enough to cause her to moisten yet again. Not one to be left out, Videl hastily made her way over to join the two, kneeling down beside Bulma. Videl's eyes brightened as she watched Bulma bob her hand over Gohan in fast strokes while her other hand went to fondle his balls. Now that she had a close up, Videl couldn't help but think that Gohan's was a LOT bigger than she'd thought a penis would be. "You wanna try?" Bulma asked, stirring Videl from her inner musings. The older woman had ceased her actions on Gohan and urged Videl towards him. Turning to Gohan then back to Bulma, Videl gave an eager nod and took him between her fingers. "What do you think?" Bulma asked. "He's...so warm..." Videl said hazily. Mimicking Bulma's actions, she started jerking him off, though at a comparatively slower pace than her. She couldn't help but marvel at how much Gohan was leaking until it ran down his cock and trailed over her fingers. "Very good," Bulma praised. Truth be told, this scene was really erotic even for her. Gohan let his head fall back, his eyes closed as Videl continued to stroke him. It felt less pleasurable than with Bulma, but still very enjoyable. With each pump, Videl's confidence grew. Along with Bulma's encouragement, she soon began jerking him like a pro. Gohan let out a set of soft sighs, casually enjoying the feel of Videl's hand.He had et to even open his eyes until he felt something rough suddenly brush against the tip of his dick. Sharply bringing his head forward, his eyes took in an incredible sight. Videl kept bobbing her hand against his length, while Bulma had brought her head a few inches closer and flicked her tongue over his cockhead. Videl was briefly caught off by Bulma's enthusiasm. As she watched Bulma lick along Gohan's slit, the thought of what Gohan's pre-cum would taste like flashed in her mind. Before she could change her mind, she too moved her head forward and lashed her tongue against her boyfriend's throbbing dick. Gohan couldn't help but let out a soft moan at the two women lapping their tongues on his sensitive skin. It felt like he could explode at any minute. If this was his reward for defeating Cell, it was a great reward indeed. Just when Gohan thought it couldn't get any better, he felt an invigorating warmth surround him. Bulma proceeded to bring her lips over his head and roll her tongue around him while she slowly descended her head further and further. She kept going until he reached her esophogus and proceeded to flex her throat which he audibly enjoyed. "B-Bul...ma...!" Gohan moaned. A small hint of irritation appeared on Videl's face as her boyfriend called out the older woman's name, though the notion quickly evaporated once she saw Bulma remove herself from Gohan's manhood. "H-hey!" Gohan whined. As Bulma rose to her feet and ordered Videl to do the same, she couldn't help but notice the look of desperation on Gohan's face as his cock twitched in dissatisfaction. "Don't worry Gohan," she consoled him. "I promise you'll feel much better real soon." Gohan had his doubts, but held his tongue out of curiosity. Before either of them could respond, Bulma slipped herself behind Videl and grasped the waistline to her bottoms. "Kyaaa...!" Videl screeched as the impetuous Bulma yanked her tight shorts and panties down her legs leaving her completely bare to the shocked Gohan's view. Gohan's eyes nearly bugged out as he stared readily at Videl's womanhood which still showed signs of her previous orgasm. Videl instinctively tried to cover her intimate areas with her hands, but was kept exposed by Bulma holding her by the wrists. Videl's superior strength allowed her to pull away and resume covering herself, much to Gohan's dismay. Bulma let out a sigh at Videl's rebellious actions. She could understand her hesitance, but she shouldn't be this innocent, right? With a determined glint in her eye, Bulma strolled over to Gohan and towered over him. "Why don't we make things a bit more even here," Bulma noted. Bulma hovered over Gohan's body and grabbed the hem of his shirt. Gohan instinctively raised his hands as Bulma very slowly slid the cloth off Gohan's body, unveiling his youthful muscular body to both women. Bulma was used to seeing a saiyan's muscular physique, so while she was still very much attracted to the young saiyan's toned, chiseled body, Videl on the other hand was practically marvelling in awe at Gohan's fully exposed form. She couldn't help but gasp at every muscular contour of Gohan's pecs. Her hand that was covering her crotch slowly became damp as Videl's body began to heat up at the sight of her boyfriend's naked body. Gohan could also feel himself heat up from the close proximity between himself and Bulma. As she pulled his shirt off, her breasts swayed ever enticingly over Gohan's lustful gaze. Gohan was so focused on Bulma's breasts that he failed to realize that he momentarily forgot that Videl was also naked right beside them. Bulma retreated from Gohan and went back over to Videl. "Now why don't we pick up where we left off." Taking Videl by the hand, she brought her closer to Gohan, who now resumed staring at Videl's naked body, constantly glancing from her breasts all the way down to he moistened core. Videl could only stare at Gohan's manhood, pulsing with desire, causing her legs to squirm. They knew what Bulma was expecting of them, but neither had the will to announce their obvious hesitation. Per Bulma's instruction, Videl straddled her boyfriend, her legs at his side and her hands on his shoulders. "Ehh-!" "Eek-!" The young couple both cried out as Bulma took a hold of Gohan's member and lightly swayed him around until he was level with Videl's moistened nether lips, briefly brushing it against her cunt. The heat from her core showed no doubt that she was ready for him. All that was left was for her to descend her hips. Easier said than done when still a virgin. "Videl...?" Gohan called out his girlfriend's name as he could tell how uneasy she felt about this whole situation. He wanted to tell her not to force herself to do this, but was unable to get the words out due to his own desire. Truthfully, he couldn't help but internally chastise himself for not speaking up beause he felt just as uneasy about this as he suspected she was, but he felt too eager from their earlier actions to consider stopping now. Videl looked Gohan in the eye as she tried to find the courage to sink her hips. Despite not knowing him for very long, all things considered, she truly did love him with all her heart. Gohan was undoubtedly the nicest boy she'd ever met, and he'd fought so hard and sacrificed so much for the world...for her sake. As if to thank him for all he's done, Videl smiled and planted a quick kiss on Gohan's cheek before lowering herself and accepting him into her folds after applying some pressure. Videl grit her teeth as she sunk down, accepting him into her snatch ever so tardily. He felt even bigger now that she tried to take all of him inside of her. Her walls sprea around him aided by the release of his arousal through his cock, slickening her already secreting walls. Gohan's hands clenched onto the couch below before he latched onto Videl's slim hips. He couldn't believe how hot and tight it was around his cock, her walls instantly coercing him to release his load. Nothing could've prepared him for the intense feeling of breaching a woman. Videl began to falter when she was about halfway. "Videl...are you alright?" asked a concern Gohan. "Don't...worry Gohan...I just...need a moment." After a couple of minutes, Videl managed to adjust to feeling so stuffed and descended taking two more inches through her folds. There were a couple of inches left, but Videl had reached her limit, the cushions of her ass bouncing against his thighs. The couple remained still or a moment allowing Videl to adjust to the width that spread her. Clasping him by the shoulders, Videl rose her hips again before falling back down his length. "Nnnnngg...!" It took some directions from Bulma and some practice on Videl's part but before long, she was pumping up and down Gohan's cock, her perky tits bouncing enticingly all the while. Thanks to her strong legs, she could keep up the pace. As Videl steadily increased her speed, she began to let out a string of heated, pants. Gohan soon started thrusting his hips to match Videl, causing her to cry out much louder. Even Bulma couldn't help but let out a heated breath at the wet sounds of pleasure. Wiping some seat off her forehead she couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever been this heated before. 'I've really lost my cool, haven't I?'. As Bulma watched the pair engage in their debauchery, her eyes fell down to Videl's cute butt cheeks. They weren't very broad or soft, but Bulma only found that more appealing. Snatching her hands around Videl's ass, she spread her further apart, though Videl hadn't the mind to notice...until Bulma put a finger against her rear and started pressing her digit through her asshole. "Whaaaa-!" Videl turned back to face Bulma as she continued to wriggle her finger through her back end. She tried to protest, but lacked the mental fortitude to emit anything but a long string of moans. Though it hurt like hell, Videl continued bouncing up and down Gohan's thick rod, assisting Bulma in her anal invasion. As Videl tightened around Gohan due to Bulma's actions, Gohan's body began to quiver intensely. 'She's so tight here,' Bulma thought. "B-Bulma...stop...stop!" Videl managaed to get out. "Just try to relax Videl," Bulma replied. Videl could only breathe deeply to try and steel herself as Bulma continued to probe her. Before long, Videl could feel her end nearing closer and closer. Bulma's exploration of her backside hurt at first, but now only amplified her pleasure. Videl's walls constricted around Gohan, clamping him tighter and harder with each stroke. He continued to caress her breasts, squeezing them and lightl tweaking her nipples. It soon became too much for Videl who let out a shrill shiek as she pronounced her release. "Ahhhhhhh...! Gohan...I...I'm cumming again...!" All at once her walls convulsed around Gohan, tightening around him as her released sprayed all over his cock. Videl's body fiercely thrashed back and forth reveling in the orgasmic burst, trying to prolong it as long as. Bulma continued driving her finger in and out of Videl's ass helping her lengthen her orgasm, while Gohan continued thrusting, though at a much slower pace as her tightness made it extremely difficult for him to move. Her orgasm soon subsided and Videl fell on top of Gohan's chest a tired and drained heap. Bulma finally removed her finger, eliciting a relieved sigh from Videl. Desperate for his own release, Gohan proceeded to rise and fall Videl on his length, but Bulma quickly stopped him. "Easy Gohan. We really should let her rest." Gohan shyly avoided eye contact with Bulma as she removed Videl from his cock and laid her down on the bed beside them. He knew she was right, but he didn't have to like it. Although, his previous grief would soon vanish once Bulma turned to him with a lustful grin in her eye. "In the meantime Gohan, I'd be more than happy to help you cum." she spoke seductively. The older woman had waited long enough to have her fun. Watching the two young lovers had only served to get her body heated with excitement. Grabbing the straps of her dress, she slid them to the side until the green garment fell into a pile at her feet, revealing her mature, feminine curves to the young saiyan's gaze. Gohan continued to heat up as Bulma was left in a brown, lacy, lingerie set; an absolute knockout. The first thing he noticed was her bust size. They were big, much bigger than Videl's. "Whadaya think Gohan? You like these?" she teased cupping her breasts in her hands. While she loved the idea of teasing Gohan with her breasts for a little while, she was far too hot and bothered from the young couple's earlier actions to wait much longer. Placing her hands at the straps of her bra, she unclasped the fabric and let the cups fall to the floor. Her heavy mammaries fell with a slight bounce, boasting their suppleness and Gohan's eyes fiercely bugged out of his head. 'They're so big...they look so soft...!' Gohan's eyes followed Bulma's ever swaying tits as she bent over forward, her hands at the waistline of her panties. Bulma proceeded to slide the garment down her long, desirable thighs until they too fell in a heap at her feet. Gohan's gaze shifted from her breasts to her fully shaven slit, which was dripping with feminine arousal. He couldn't help but tense up as Bulma swaggered towards him, her hips swaying sensually. His face the deepest shade of red possible, Gohan could only gulp when Bulma, mimicking Videl's earlier actions, lay her hands on his shoulders and mounted him. As she straddled the young saiyan, her large globes swaying ever alluringy in his face, she lightly stroked his raven locks with one hand and gripping his shaft with the other. Lowering her head to his ear, she lightly blew her hot breath into his lobe causing him to shudder before asking, "Are you ready Gohan?" Not waiting for him to answer, she angled his dick with her dripping folds, rubbing against her moistened lips before she descended her hips, her walls instantly yielding to Gohan's massive erection. "Gaaahh...!" Gohan let out a long pleasured groan Bulma's walls began secreting along his length, his manhood throbbing as he penetrated through the mature woman's canal, his pre-release mixing with hers. He could only grit his teeth as Bulma bore down on him. She was tight, nearly as tight as Videl who, lest not forget was a bonafide virgin before today. What was even more surprising is how Bulma was able to take him inside her without faltering. Unlike Videl, Bulma didn't stop until his entire girth was fully sheathed inside her womanly core, showing no signs of discomfort whatsoever. At least, outwardly. Though she put up a composed front, Bulma had to inwardly admit that it stung a little to feel Gohan's dick poking against the entrance to her womb, but there's now way she'd show her distress after boasting of her own sexual prowess. "Bulma?" Gohan gave Bulma an expectant look, no doubt expecting her to move. With an inward flinch, she was forced to admit her struggle. "I'm fine...you're just...a little harder to adjust to than I thought." A small but cocky smile grew onto Gohan's face at Bulma's confession. "In that case, why don't I help you out a little," he smirked. Gohan drew his hands up to her hips before rising up her bod and planting them on her firmly developed breasts. He drew the undersides up, testing their weight. 'They're heavier than Videl's, and a lot softer too.' Gohan noted. "Mmmph!" Bulma let out a small muffled gasp as Gohan unapologetically groped her, tweaking his thumbs over her fully erect nipples. Bulma let out yet another light pleaasured squeal when Gohan brought his head closer to her alluring mammaries. Bulma instinctively placed her hands behind Gohan's head and brought his face in even closer to her tits. His face mere centimeters away from Bulma's ever inviting bust, Gohan couldn't restrain himself any more and brought his tongue out against her erect nubs. Rolling his tongue over her nipples, Gohan then proceeded to bring his lips completely around the swelled bulb and began to suck them, increasing the pressure in his hand on her opposite breasts. Gohan would constantly switch between which breasts he'd suck and which he'd vigorously grope and Bulma seemed to be enjoying every second of it. The longer Gohan fondled her tits, the more her hands would tense on his broad, stiff shoulders. It was hard to believe that the shy, well mannered little boy that she met at Kame House so many years ago was the same young man who was pleasuring her breasts so readily. While Bulma reveled in his gratifying handling of her chest, the earlier discomfort had finally faded and Bulma was more than ready to commence and start riding him. Lightly pulling Gohan's head away from her chest, Bulma looked the eager saiyan straight in the eye and asked, "Are you ready to see how a real woman handles a cock like yours Gohan?" As she removed his hands from her breasts and placed them on her hips, Bulma couldn't help but snicker when she heard Videl scoff in an offended manner behind her. She had such obvious buttons to push. True to her word, Bulma manuevered a bit before hefting her hips up, rising until only the very tip of his dick remained inside her, coating his manly rod with her womanly nectar, before forcefully descending again. "Geeeeeh...!" Gohan's body tensed as Bulma used this technique repeatedly, rising and falling on his hips time and again. "Ah...gghhh!!" Gohan gripped the sofa beneath them as Bulma steadily began to increase her speed and intensity, much to Gohan's and her own delight. Right behind them however, Videl could only watch enviously as another woman rode her boyfriend with a level of skill and grace that she could only dream of. Her jealousy only rose with each pleasured whine that escaped from Gohan's lips as Bulma continued to bounce on his cock. Even so, she couldn't fight the intense heat her body was feeling from watching the two. Videl reached her apex however, once Bulma wrapped her head around Gohan's head and brought him in for a deep kiss. She couldn't hold bck anymore. Without realizing it, one hand had fallen down to her crotch and began tracing around her lower lips, dripping with desire while her other had risen to the peaks of her perky breasts. Videl coudln't help but cry out as the hand at her chest had lightly began to pinch her nipple and the other one ran her finger across the sensitive bulb at the top of her cunt. Gohan could only let out a string of hot, hearty groans and moans as Bulma's walls mercilessly milked him whenever she fell on his lap. While he'd only been holding onto Bulma up to this point, Gohan still had enough mind left to want to take action himself. Lowering his hands from her waist to the fullness of her ass, Gohan briefly paused as he felt up Bulma's ass cheeks. He shouldn't have been surprised, but she was just as soft and supple down there as she was in the chest. Firmly squeezing her rear end, Gohan started putting his muscles to use and began lifting and dropping her on his cock himself at a much faster pace than she'd been using before, thrusting upwards all the while. "Ahhha...haaaa...!! Gohan...your cock feels amazing...!" Bulma moaned. His initiative was unexpected, but greatly appreciated. Still, Bulma was used to being attempted to be dominated by Vegeta, so she was more than able to keep up with Gohan's increased intensity. Gohan's actions almost slowed as he couldn't help but be mesmerized by Bulma's frantically swaying breasts. The more he watched them bounce, the more he wanted to grope them, feel their unmatched suppleness some more. Before he could remove himself from her ass however... "Kyaaaagh!" Bulma couldn't help but let out a surprised yelp as a pair of soft, feminine hands latched onto her breasts from behind. "V-Videl?" Bulma turned back to see the girl in question, flashing her a toothy grin as she pressed her own perky tits against Bulma's back while continuing to grope her. Videl couldn't help but marvel at Bulma's impressive bosom. They were big enough to the point where they couldn't even fully fit her hands (then again, she could just have small hands), her fingers sinking inside as she firmly squeezed them. 'She's even bigger than Erasa!' Videl thought. Videl continued to lift and caress Bulma's tits, absolutely stupefied at how much she actually enjoyed fondling them. "Amazing..." she accidently said aloud. Bulma flashed Videl her own grin as the young girls face flashed red once she realized what she'd said. "Oh don't worry Videl. You're still maturing, so I'm sure you'll have a growth spurt sooner or later." A vein popped on the embarrassed Videl's reddened forehead. Lucky for Videl, she (along with Gohan) were in control, so she was more than prepared for a little payback by grabbing Bulma's tits by the nipples and tweaking them hard. "Ahh...ow...! N-not so...Kaaaah!" Bulma couldn't help but wriggle uncomfortably ass Videl continued to harshly work her nipples. Gohan on the other hand had slowed down considerably as the sight of the two beautiful women touching and groping each other was more than his focus could handle. Before long however, he soon resumed thrusting into Bulma with fully renewed vigor. Bulma was unprepared when the horny saiyan harshly grasped her ass and proceeded to push and pull her up and down his thick rod. "Ahhhhhh...oh God...!!" Bulma clutched onto Gohan's shoulders for dear life, intent not to fall off due to his wild actions. Her body clenched tightly in a sexual frenzy as all the heat from her stomach dropped to her crotch, causing her toee to curl in absolute delight while Videl continued to pluck her stiff nipples. 'I can't...they're gonna...make me cum!' The young coupple felt delight in the fact that they were dominating the older woman who had mocked their lack of experience earier, though Gohan was feeling much more victorious as he felt Bulma's walls squeeze even tighter around him while his lap became drenched with her nectar. Although, Gohan quickly found himself in the same situation. After screwing Videl and enduring her orgasm against his dick, Bulma was just as intense, if not more so. Couple that with Videl enticingly groping Bulma's breasts, it was incredibly erotic for the young Saiyan. It wasn't long before Gohan's cock began to twitch, a heft amount of prelease slipping out and mixing with Bulma's own. "Gohan...Videl...!" It was all too much for Bulma. Gohan's massively incredible cock and intense strength and vigor mixed with Videl's skillful but brutal fondling of her bust was a two pronged attack she couldn't handle for long. Clawing into Gohan's skin, Bulma threw her head back and let out a shrill howl as her tunnel caved in and her climax erupted over Gohan's manood. "I'm......CUMMING!" Gohan attempted to keep thrusting, but her orgasm clamped around his cock so tightly he could hardly move. The feeling of her vagina throbbing so readily against him was more more than he could handle. Though he had more than impressive endurance for a virgin, pounding both Videl AND Bulma to massive intense orgasms, even a Saiyan could only last for so long, especially with a woman as beautiful as Bulma. With one final thrust through Bulma's throbbing canal, it was over for him. "B-BULMA-!!" Gohan called out the mature woman's name as his body flinched intensely and his cock erupted in a hot, creamy burst inside Bulma's snatch. SPLUUURT! "Ahh!" Bulma gasped when she felt Gohan's rod explode inside her. 'There's...so much...and it's so hot!' The amount was absolutely staggering. A hefty load years in the making was finally unleashed inside Bulma's innards, mixing with her own and oozing out onto Gohan's shaft, prolonging her own climax for a few blissful moments. If not for the smaller set of hands currently fondling her tits, Bulma would've grasped them herself in an attempt to prolong this incredible, intense feeling even longer. Though the sheer pleasure was absolutely mind numbing, both Bulma and Gohan soon fell back from their respective highs, both of them extremely winded. "Well...done...Gohan..." Bulma managed to get out through pants. Videl meanwhile had removed herself from Bulma and eyed the two with a pang of irritation and jealousy in her eyes. She couldn't help but feel jealous that Bulma was the one to make Gohan cum, but she wasn't about to be beaten so easily. It was her turn again, and she wasn't going to rest until her own actions made her boyfriend cry out in bliss. Looping her arms beneath Bulma's, the young fighter hastily tried to pull the older woman off of her lover's cock. "Hmph, well someone's impatient," Bulma uttered, annoyance evident in her voice. With less grace than she'd have liked, having not fully recovered from her climax, Bulma eased herself from Gohan's cock standing as straight as she could. Despite her efforts to stay balanced, Gohan's trained eyes could see the tremble in her muscles, as well as both of their respective releases dribbling down her legs, causing him to blush yet again. The sight would've been enough to get him hard again, if he'd withered after his climax, but nope. He stood as tall and erect as ever. Videl's eeyes glimmered. She was ready for round two. Standing in front of Gohan, her crotch eye level with his face, Videl shamefully spread her legs open, giving him a full view of her moistened womanhood. "Gohan..." After a hesitant gulp, Gohan took the initiative by grabbing Videl's by the waist and pulling her closer to him, pressing his lips against her soaked, nether lips. "Kya!" Videl tightly clenched Gohan's hair as her boyfriend proceeded to go down on her, lashing his tongue out against her folds. She steadily began to cry out more intenesely as Gohan lowered his hands down to her butt cheeks and started groping and massaging her, pulling her closer and forcing his tongue deeper inside her canal. "Haa...haa...Gohan...!" Videl wriggled her hips in time with Gohan's movements, grinding her hips against his mouth. Truthfully, she wanted to ride him until he exploded inside of her, but being eaten out like this was just as good. Closing her eyes, she lolled her head back as Gohan continued to orally pleasure her. Thanks to their current situation, neither Videl nor Gohan had a clear grasp of their surroundings. Still, they could both hear Bulma step closer to them, but they hadn't thought much of it...until she felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around her midsection and toss her on the bed that is. "H-hey!" Videl had fallen so that she was now laying on her stomach. Though as she tried to get up, Bulma somehow managaed to hold her down...for the moment at least. "Bulma...let go of me...!" Videl demanded. "Stop...struggling...!" Bulma chided in a surprisingly motherly tone. She hoped Videl would listen as it was getting harder and harder to keep her pinned down. During their struggle, Bulma managed to pry Videl's legs open and hoist her ass up, keeping her upper body flat on the bed. She couldn't help but chuckle as Videl's ass shook enticingly as she attempted to free herself. Videl finally came close in freeing herself from Bulma's grasp, until the older woman surprised her by spanking her cheeks with her open palm, causing her to falter and cry out. Every time Videl tried to free herself, Bulma would give her ass a firm snack. This continued until Videl's backside was practically all red that she finally yielded and stopped resisting. "Good girl."

With a grin and a light moan, Bulma pierced her own core with two fingers, coating her finger with the reamins of Gohan's release that remain inside her. Meanwhile, Gohan was watching the two with a shameless, lustful expression. His arousal continued to simmer, but was accompanied by surprise when Bulma removed her fingers from her own opening and aimed them at Videl's tight ass. The young martial artist yelped as a strange substance was smeared over her rim. "N-Not again!" Videl screeched, displeased with Bulma's intrigue with her backside. Being fingered there earlier was...strangely pleasant when she was riding Gohan, but that was enough exploration as far as she was concerned. "Trust me Videl, you'll thank me later for prepping you," Bulma assured her. "Prepping me for wha-! Kyaa!!" Videl could only whimper as Bulma continued wedging her finger alarmingly easy compared to the first time thanks to her makeshift lube. 'She's so tight here.' Bulma internally noted. Gohan was more than satisfied to be just a spectator as the two most beautiful women he knew were having their tussle, but when Bulma beckoned him towards them, he happily obliged. With a few powerful strides, he too stood behind Videl, Bulma knelt down besides his waist. With her free hand, Bulma lightly began stroking Gohan's shaft, smearing the remains of his earlier orgasm over the swelled head. Videl let out a relieved sigh as Bulma finally removed her finger from er ass, feeling the stress leave her body instantly. Turning bacck to pair behind her, she willingly backed up against Gohan's manhood, expecting Bulma to guide him into her dripping folds. Bulma however, had different plans. Before he could be inserted into Videl's vagina, Bulma angled him upwards, shocking both of them. "Whaaa-!?" Videl's eyes nearly popped and her entire body fiercely twitched as she felt Gohan's massive size bump against her rear end. If Bulma hadn't been pinning her down, she'd have probably darted away. Even Gohan couldn't hide his surprised as he fiercely backed away, though not very far with Bulma still holding him. 'Geeze, just how innocent are these two?' Bulma thought rolling her eyes. Thugh she wasn't too fond of their hesitance to continue, she had to admit that darkening two pure souls like this was pretty exciting. "Oh come on you two," she said alluringly, tenderly stroking Gohan's twitching shaft in her hand. "Where's your sense of adventure?" She continued trying to persuade them telling Gohan how good it felt and assuring Videl that the pain would fade quickly. 'Easy for you to say,' Videl thought. After nearly keeling over just from Bulma's fingers, there was no way IN HELL she was allowing something so huge anywhere near her asshole. Her eyes remained focused on Gohan wondering what he was thinking. To her surprise, he looked to be deep in conteplation. He wasn't actually considering...? "Uhhh...Gohan...?" Maybe it was pure curiousity, maybe it was his saiyan blood, maybe it was because of Bulma's warm hand still stroking him, but right now, Gohan wanted nothing more than to pierce his cock inside his girlfriend's tight ass. He could feel his heart pounding faster and faster as he confirmed his curiosity. "W-well...we could try right...?" he suggested much to Videl's horror. "Of cocurse you can!" Bulma quickly chimed in before Videl could protest. "And Videl being the good girlfriend that she is doesn't mind rewarding her lovely boyfriend for saving everyone from Cell and not minding her father taking the credit, right Videl?" smirked a mischievous Bulma. Low blow Bulma. That was just dirty. How was Videl suppposed to refuse now? With her heart racing nearly two miles a minute, Videl nodded and answered with a quaky voice, "G-go ahead...Gohan." "Go ahead and what Videl?" Bulma purred, enjoying her dominance over the young woman. "Go ahead and..." Videl gulped, swallowing away her last ounces of hesitation. "...Put it in my ass, Gohan!" Had Gohan's cock lost any of it's potency, it would've undoubtedly regained it's vigor from hearing his normally strong and confident girlfriend so submissive and whimpering. He felt a certain unfamiliar sense of dominance as he latched his hands onto Videl's waist while Bulma guided his cock to the small hole with one hand using her other hand to spread Videl's cheeks apart. Videl let out a small whimper once Gohan's cock came in contact with her ass, but held her tongue, clutching the sheets of the bed as Gohan started to apply pressure. Bulma smirked as Videl's hole slowly started to spread, memories of her first time with Vegeta flooding back. It may have been rough, unexpected, and a bit painful at first, but these days, Bulma enjoyed it a lot, and was sure that Videl would end up feeling the same. In this moment however, Videl was a sobbing mess as she felt excruciating pain as her ass finally yielded passage to Gohan's mushroom like head. "Aaaaggggghh...!" No feeling of guilt due to her father was worth this amount of agony and discomfort as her walls were ever so slowly stretched apart by the massive appendage. Videl could only muffle her displeasure through tightly grit teeth. Gohan on the other hand felt like he could cum at any moment. She was soo tight! Neither of the women's wet, blazing snatches could compare to this incredibly intense feeling. His fingers dug deeper into her skin in pleasure as she pushed her body towards him, making it easier for him to push himself in. Tears began to stream down Videl's face from the intense pain, praying that Gohan would finally bottom out soon. She was however stirred from her thoughts when the bed began creaking and Bulma ploughed down in front of her, her legs spread unapologetically. Watching Gohan take Videl in the ass had served to excite Bulma as evidenced by the new streams of nectar flowing out of her opening. As Bulma used her fingers to spread her nether lips open and show Videl the full extent of her pussy, even despite her current position, Videl couldn't help her breath from hitching at the erotic sight. As Videl's eyes lay on the protruding nub at the top of her vagina, Bulma shook her hips expectantly and asked what Videl was waiting for. Before the younger girl could ask what she meant, Bulma latched her hand to the back of her head and buried Videl's face into her valley. Bulma was eager for more action and she honestly couldn't wait anymore. Though Bulma did enjoy simply riding Videl's face, the young martial artist was too preoccupied to focus on pleasuring Bulma, what with having an eight inch cock pushing into her ass. A short moment later, Videl let out a shrill yelp, her voice echoing against Bulma's core once Gohan finally bottomed out. His face lolled back and his eyes shut tight, Gohan slowly pushe in and out of Videl's bowels. In a manner similar to what Bulma had done earlier, Gohan retracted his hips until only the tip remained nestled between Videl's cute little butt cheeks before shoving his cock back in all the way. "Gaaaagh...!!" Gohan began slow and gentle, but steadily picked up the pace as Videl slowly became accustomed to feeling spread apart so wide, and the huge size inside her. She began to rock her hips in time with Gohan's thrusts, increasing the pleasure for both of the, her breasts swaying enticingly. Bulma couldn't help but notice that Videl seemed to be starting to enjoy herself when she became much more active, rolling her tongue against Bulma's core. Bulma responded by rocking her hips along with Videl's tongue, coating the rough orifice with her nectar. As Gohan became more intense, Videl did as well, clamping her lips against the sensitive bulb at the tip of Bulma's womanhood and sucking feverently. "Kyyaah...' Bulma cried out in bliss as Videl flicked her tongue against Bulma's erect clit. Dying for more sexual gratification, Bulma's one hand remained on Videl's head as the young girl contined eating her out while the other hand rolled up her body until it rested on her left breast, rolling her nipples around intently. With one hand preoccupied, Bulma would have to consistently switch which breast demanded more attention until both of her nipples were burning red from being pinched so hard. As if Videl's tightness wasn't enough, seeing her eat out Bulma while the latter groped her breasts was almost too much for Gohan to handle. He was already stiff and throbbing and it took an inhuman (or rather in-saiyan) amount of willpower to not cum right then and there, but it was a nigh fruitless effort. Slamming his pelvis against Videl's ass harder and harder, Gohan only increased his vigor everytime he heard her cry out. Desperate to hear more, Gohan slithered one hand down her butt and onto her drenched pussy. Using two fingers, he punctured her core while his thumb went to work in massaging her aching clit. "AAAAhhh...eeeegghh...!" Videl grit her teeth as the feeling of getting fingered while being so vigorously pounded in the ass was more than she could handle. Her hips began to twitch much more sporadically as Gohan thrusted relentlessly. It only took a couple short minutes before Videl's body spasmed and her womanhood erupted in a hot sticky burst. "Kyaaaaaaaaagh..." Videl was the first to cum, screaming her release to the heavens, and staining her lover's lower half yet again. In the midst of Videl's insane climax, Bulma harshly pressed Videl's face against her crotch reveling as Videl's screams reverberated through her core. Videl's climax caused her inner walls to constrict around Gohan's length, and that was the final trigger that caused his restraint to fail. "V-Vi-del...!! GGGGGGGHHHHH!!" Gohan let out a bestial grunt as his cock finally erupted, filling Videl's innards with white, elicitng even more yelps of pleasure from the hazed girl. "Oh God...! MMgghh!!" Thanks to Videl's oral actions and her own groping of her bountiful bust, Bulma joined the young couple in a sea of pleasure as she finally came as well. Placing both hands on Videl's head, she rocked her hips against Videl's face in an effort to prolong the orgasmic burst, spraying her nectar all the while. The trio remained in their climactic highs for a brief but intense moment before it died down for all three of them. Feeling fulfilled and truly satisfied, Gohan's cock finally began to whither and he fell backwards, removing himself from Videl's rear end eliciting a relieved sigh from the young girl. Videl instinctively placed a hand on her sore backside, though she perked up when she felt a warm sticky sensation at her rear. Though she tried not too think too hard about what that meant, she knew something had to be done about it. Meanwhile, Bulma was dazed from her last string of orgasms. Not the most intense she's ever had, but definitely up there. As she made a mental note to get both her AND Videl a morning after pill, she also made a note to make this up to Vegeta somehow. She was stirred from her thoughts however by a bashful looking Videl. "H-hey Bulma?" Videl whispered, embarrassment evident on her face. "Huh...?" Bulma meekly replied. Videl gulped before finishing with, "Can I...use your bathroom?" The blue-haired genius let out a cross between a sigh and a chuckle as she shakily got to her feet and led the young girl to her destination, leaving a winded, and unconscious Gohan on the bed.

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“It’s been 19 weeks since our favourite show is back in production!! Let’s see what happened in this week. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15.16. 17. 18. week summaries.

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Our busy days continued on this week but you won’t hear anyone complaining😂We only have one week left before The X-files wraps its 11th Season😱😭 which also means that we have less than 2 weeks left before the show premiers!!!❤️️❤️️

Okay, so let’s see what we got this week. Disney bought 20th Century Fox which means they get to put their hands on some pretty cool TV-shows and movie franchises--> Dana Scully as a possible Disney Princess? Hell, yeah!!

Maple Ridge became the main filming site for the X-files in the last couple of weeks and we got a lot of photographs and BTS bits from the press and the cast, too! @gillianaofficial shared a photo of David, Joel McHale and herself; “Oh look who I ran into in the parking lot.” and we also got a post about Princess Dana Scully:"Disney, meet Special Princess Dana Scully.“

Joel McHale was on-set and shared the dorkiest video we’ve seen this season; The reason my head is so much larger than @gilliana & @davidduchovny’s is because I play a domesticated Sasquatch in this season (X) I’m not sure what is cuter: David thinking he is begin photographed, Gillian trying to film but pressing the wrong button, or just the thought of how much fun they must have had while making Season 11. And why I know that Gillian pushed the wrong button is because she said so; “This was going to be MY video Joel Edward McHale!!!”

It seemed to be a slower day, on Friday at the X-files set, so Gillian and Brick had some funny fuckery on Twitter

Another William theory surfaced, Austin Dunn @dontpointdownthere

We got a new photoshoot aaaaand Gillian & David are on the cover of TV Guide, again!! (X)

@gillianaofficial shared one more picture from the set This time with Mitch Pileggi; “ Our last scene!!!!! #TheXFiles” 😭😭😭

The first 5 episode titles have been released!!!! The first five episode all airs in January!!!!! which made me realize that I will be probably unemployed by the beginning of February😂😂 No, but for real. Europen philes, we are here, we should have a plan in place and we should really get ready for the ‘3am alarms to watch this show, spend a bit of time spiralling after it aired, and go back to bed before you go to work by 8am’ lifestyle. This is what waiting for us:

“My Struggle III”

“This”

“Plus One”

“The Lost Art of Forehead Sweat”

“Ghouli"

Reviews:

No spoilers, but The XFiles’ first half of standalone episodes = probably my favorite consecutive run since Season 6. (X)

hi I just watched five new episodes of THE X-FILES AMA JK but just know that I’m feeling A LOT right now. (X)

‘The X-Files’ Season 11 Review: Mulder and Scully Return, and The Results Are Genuinely Exciting (X)

The best and only @thetvmouse posted her thoughts on the episodes, as well!

'The X-Files' Season 11 Review: It Starts Bad But Gets Better. (X)

Filming news:

X-Files in Maple Ridge today.

“Misty Lagoon - Something evil lives here … 👽” - The X-Files season 11 bts (X)

“That’s a wrap! Thanks to an amazing cast a crew. It was a tough one. ❤️👽” (X)

FILMING IN VANCOUVER: THE X-FILES, (X)

miles robbins’ instagram story 12/19/17 @gilliansdavid

Some pictures I’ve saved on my phone from bts 👽 @inkcollectorus

Press of the week:

Disney’s Weird New Princesses Created By Buying Fox (X)

Maple Ridge becomes the mysterious haunt of the X-Files (X)

The X-Files - Episode 11.01 - My Struggle III - Press Release (X)

Disney to Buy 21st Century Fox Assets for $52.4 Billion in Historic Hollywood Merger (X)

First 5 X-Files Season 11 Episode Titles Revealed (X)

SHOULD FANS AND FILMMAKERS BE WORRIED BY THE DISNEY-FOX MERGER? (X)

Gillian Anderson Shares Hilarious Vintage “X-Files” Christmas Commercial (X)

The X-Files' Mulder as Bigfoot? Bloody Skinner? Scully With a Desk?! New Season 11 Video Offers Key Intel (X)

A security guard walks past a billboard for ‘The X Files' on the lot of 20th Century Fox in Century City, Califorinia. (X)

9 best Groundhog Day episodes from TV shows (X)

Videos/Photos this week:

David Duchovny Gillian Anderson Talk Returning to “The X-Files on Extra TV (longer clip) (X)

Sneak Peek: What To Expect This Season | Season 11 | THE X-FILES

The X-Files Instagram sponsored post (featuring a bit of new footage).

Top 25 UFO Sightings | THE X-FILES (X)

X-Files Holiday Binge: Seasons 1-10 | THE X-FILES (X)

The X-Files - Episode 11.02 - This - Promotional Photos & Press Release (X)

Some awesome gifsets, pictures, videos and fan arts:

Bahahahahaha.The cutest fucking dorks ever! @ccoble

#CUTEST LIL NOSE SCRUNCH @ gilliankatic

The X-Files Season 11: Intel to Discuss @justholdinghandsok

David and Gillian behind the scenes of The X-Files season 11 @youreadarkwizard

Sneak Peek: What To Expect This Season | Season 11 | THE X-FILES @trusttno1 🎵

Some new promo pics and a bit Chilis, thanks to @storybycorey

Spender got run over by a reindeer Skinner🎵 @startwreck

Chemistry gifsetLast week of filming is here

I think this is it for our 19th week! *Let me know if I missed something or if you have suggestions what to include in the next week summary, feel free to message me anytime*

Lots of love, fam! For another great week ahead! ❤️ 👽😄👽

#gillian anderson #david duchovny #thexfiles #season 11 #weekly summary

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WINTERNIGHT - Chapter 6 - The Mansion of Hell

Warning: Vampires, Lycans, blood, pain, ETC

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Vampire Reader; Selene X Michael

Parts:

Preview

Chapter 1 - Night

Chapter 2 - Learning to Trust

Chapter 3 - Lucian

Chapter 4 - Sledgehammer

Chapter 5 - Reunions Suck

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Chapter 6 –

I sat next to Selene’s unconscious body, my attention focused entirely on the man in front of me. How was this possible? He looked like he hadn’t aged a day in the time since we parted. He was bigger, muscular wise, and his hair was longer but his eyes were still the same deep blue. I watch as he reaches up and grips his shoulder wincing at the pain. “Are you okay?” I ask as I reach out to him.

“Yeah, I just had a disagreement with the guy from before.” Bucky replies instantly trying to hide his pain.

“Guy form before… you mean the long haired Lycan?” I ask and he nods. Without hesitating my hands shoot up and grasping his forearm and neck bare the wound for me to see. My fangs bare themselves as the anger shoots throughout my body. Lucian had bitten Bucky. I hear Bucky wince and I look down to see that I was digging my nails into his arm and neck out of anger. I quickly release him and taking a couple steps back reach up to rub my forehead. “What happened? Did he say anything to you?”

“Just that he remembers my scent, and that I was still searching for her; And by her I’m guessing he meant you.” Bucky answers and I feel my stomach churn. Why would Lucian bite him? Did he forget his promise to not harm him? “What did he mean by that Night?” Bucky asks pulling me from my thoughts.

“I don’t know.” I answer honestly furrowing my brow.

“Night, what happened to you all those years ago? I waited for you, or Angel to come back, but neither of you did.”

“What do you mean? I was told you were gone before Victor’s lackeys arrived.”

“That’s because Hydra found me.”

“What?!”

“Right after you left, they showed up. They replaced my arm with this.” He pauses as he lifts up his sleeve to show his arm to reveal the metal and my heart clenches. “I was brainwashed to work for them. I killed so many people.”

“How have you remained the same all these years?” I ask wanting to reach out to comfort him but thinking against it.

“I was placed in a Cryogenic chamber. They only brought me out when they needed me to kill someone.” He answers his eyes filling with regret.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I thought Angel got you out.” I answer softly regret filling my voice. “I should have stayed with you.”

“If you would have they would have killed you.” Bucky says and I narrow my eyes at him.

“Hydra might not have, but Victor surely would have.” Bucky says inching closer to me. I watch him with worry filled eyes as he reaches out to take my hand. I let his hand rest upon mine before I look up to meet his eyes. “I never stopped thinking about you.” He reaches his metal hand up and gently placing it on my cheek smiles softly. “I missed you.”

“Bucky, I-”

“What are you doing?” I hear Selene say and I instantly pull away from him.

“Nothing,” I reply looking from him to her. “How are you?”

“I’m fine,” She reaches up to check her arm to see that it had healed. “What happened?”

“We crashed in the water.” I answer before pointing to Michael and adding, “He saved your life.”

“And him?” She asks pointing to Bucky.

“He saved mine.” I answer honestly. “We need to get you back before the sun comes up.” I look from Bucky to Michael as I add, “We’ll have to bring them with us.”

“Michael, I understand, but what about him?” Selene asks looking at Bucky.

“He was there when the Lycans attacked. He’s in danger.” I say trying anything I can to get her to let me bring him along.

“Fine, he can carry Michael.” Selene says and I look over at Bucky who says nothing but nods. I help Selene to her feet and then turn back to help Bucky but he just shrugs me off. I stand there for a moment while he bends down to lift Michael onto his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “I’m holding you responsible for him.”

“I understand.” I reply as she starts to head for the stairs. I follow behind her followed by Bucky. As we walked back to the mansion I matched Bucky step for step. Selene was a good few paces ahead of us. “You got bigger.” I say making him chuckle.

“That’s what being a super soldier does to you.” He replies a smirk filling his lips.

“What do you mean super soldier?” I ask glancing at his metal arm.

“Remember when I told you I was experimented on?” He asks and I nod. “Well they used a variation of a super soldier serum that was created by a Dr. Erskine. The original was used on my best friend, Steve, who volunteered so he could fight for our country. Since Erskine was assassinated before he could reveal the ingredients, another scientist by the name of Arnim Zola used what he could remember and made a version what was injected into my body. That’s how I was able to survive the fall from the train.”

“That’s why your blood smelled so sweet.” I say remembering the past.

“You never told me I smelled sweet. I’ll take that as a complement.” Bucky says a hint of playfulness in his voice making me smirk.

“When we arrive at my coven, I want you to remain silent. I will do whatever I can to keep you safe. Also, do not mention the bite on your neck, don’t even show it, keep your shirt over it until I can find you a replacement shirt.”

“I won’t argue. I read up on everything I could about the war and I know how Vampires feel about Lycans.” Bucky replies resituating his grip on Michael. “How long do I have till I change?”

“I don’t know James, I wish I could tell you there was a way to stop it, but there’s not.” I answer honestly as I stare forward at Selene’s back. It was possible she was hearing our conversation, her hearing was amazing for a vampire anyway, if she had she was keeping it to herself.

“I guess I should have listened to Natasha.” Bucky says making my breathing hitch. I glance over at him as if to ask for a little more information and he clears his throat before he says, “She’s an old girlfriend of mine. I’ll admit the feelings are still there; but we both know now’s not the time. She told me she had a bad feeling about me coming, but I didn’t listen.”

“Because you needed to find me.” I state looking from him to Selene’s back. He should have stayed away. I should have stayed hidden. “I think you should have listened to her.”

“I needed to find you Night.” Bucky says stopping dead in his tracks causing me to follow suit.

“No, you didn’t need too; you wanted too. Now look where we are.” I pause anger seething through my body. “You’re in this predicament because of me. This is all my fault.”

“Will you stop blaming yourself for my choices?” Bucky retorts his brow furrowing in anger.

“You too need to put this conversation off until later.” I hear Selene say and I look from Bucky’s anger filled blue eyes to her icy ones. “The sun will be up soon and with it comes our demise if we are caught outside.”

“You’re right.” I answer not looking at Bucky as I start to follow Selene again. “Safety first.”

When we arrived at the Mansion Selene and I stealthily snuck both Bucky and Michael inside. Selene has Bucky lie Michael down on the Daybed before she turns to me and says, “Be careful sneaking him down the hall. There are eyes everywhere.”

“I understand, if you need anything call me.” I reply causing her to nod before she moves over to her closet to change. Motioning to Bucky to follow me I turn and head to the door and after a brief peek out into the hall I sneak Bucky to my room. Once we are alone inside I close the door behind us and instantly make my way over to my closet to change my clothes and look for something he could wear. Thankfully I was a fan of giant sleeping shirts. They were black, along with almost everything in this god forsaken mansion, but I had a feeling he wouldn’t look half bad in black.

Grabbing the shirt, I toss it to him and say, “This is all I have. You’ll have to make due until I can sneak something from one of the other rooms, or buy something.”

“This works, thanks.” He replies as he starts to remove his ripped shirt bearing his scared chest, back, stomach, and arms for all to see. I stare at his arm and where it had been connected. A feeling of anger and rage washed over me causing me to grit my teeth and I quickly look away. I return to my closet finding a dress that I knew Erika hung out for me to wear to the party and groan. I knew I had to put it on and that alone annoyed me.

“Stay over there and do not look at me.” I say to Bucky causing him to turn his back to me to give me privacy. When I am sure he isn’t peeking, I slip out of my semi wet clothes and tossing them onto the floor reach up to grab the dress only to spot a simpler one behind it. It was still beautiful, if I had any say it was better than the gaudy one Erika had left for me. I decide instantly to wear this one instead. I toss the gaudy one over the top of the divider and then reach for the other one.

It was a simple black evening dress with an A-line cut and raven lace on the half-sleeves. It would be more comfortable than the other one. Slipping the dress on I groan out in annoyance as I realize I cannot zip up the dress alone. Reluctantly I move over to Bucky and tapping him on the shoulder ask, “Can you zip up the back?” I turn my back to him before he turns around. I hear him clear his throat before one hand rests on the bottom of the zipper holding it in place so he could zip up the back. I feel his fleshy hand gently graze the skin of my back as he slowly pulls the zipper up and I feel a heat fill my stomach. The only ones who had ever helped me get dressed like this before were my mother and Selene. I had never felt the touch of a man on my skin other than that one time Bucky had gently caressed my cheek.

I feel myself tremble slightly at the touch making him clear his throat again and take a step back away from me. “Thank you,” I reply moving to the other side of the room to find some bandages and disinfectant to take care of the bite Lucian had left on Bucky. “Don’t put the shirt on yet. I need to treat your wound.” I say finding what I need.

“Every time we meet it seems you end up bandaging me up.” Bucky replies a smirk on his lips as I reach him.

“You need to stop getting injured.” I reply pushing him over to my bed until his legs hit the edge causing him to plop down atop it.

“It’s an occupational hazard.” He replies making me shake my head at him.

“You’re human Bucky, you need to be more careful.” I reply setting the bandages on the bed beside him before I grab the disinfectant and twisting the cap off gingerly pour some of it onto the wound. He groans in pain at first causing me to pull the disinfectant away and setting it aside reach for the bandages. “You’re supposed to warn me that it’s gonna hurt.” Bucky says and I shake my head.

“I have a feeling you know how it feels, why should I warn you of the pain you are aware of?” I ask and he shakes his head.

“It’s called common curtesy.”

“Then this is really going to hurt.” I reply right as I place the bandages on the bite putting just enough pressure to stop the bleeding, but enough to cause him discomfort. He unconsciously reaches out and grips tightly to my hips as if to keep himself from breaking something. The movement startled me causing me to stumble forward into his chest where I place my hands out to prop myself up. His eyes instantly open to meet mine. I take a deep breath only to breath in the scent of his blood and instantly push myself away before I end up biting him. His blood was special, yes; but because of the serum he mentioned earlier I had no idea how the bite Lucien had given him would react.

“Blood, right.” Bucky says taking the bandage from me and reaching up places it on the bite and making sure it’s secure reaches for the shirt I had given him. “I noticed something else when I was doing research.” Bucky started to say as he slipped the shirt over his shoulders.

“Oh, and what is that?” I ask as I move as far away from him as possible.

“There was no mention of you.” He says and I slowly turn toward him. “No mention of your mother, or your father, it was like whoever gave us the information wanted to keep you and your family a secret.”

“That’s not surprising,” I say as I walk to my bathroom to wash his blood off my hands.

“Why are they trying so hard to keep you a secret Night? If it wasn’t for Natasha, I never would have found you.” Bucky asks as he follows closely behind me.

“I don’t know,” I answer letting out a heavy sigh. “I don’t know anything about my father. My mother, on the other hand was a pureblood from Var Dohr and eldest daughter of Vidar leader of the northern coven. As a show of good faith, after my mother was about seven or eight, she was sent to Castle Corvinus to be raised as Victor’s daughter’s companion.”

“I read that his daughter fell in love with a Lycan, so he killed her.” Bucky asks and I nod.

“But he wasn’t just any Lycan,” I pause a smile filling my face as I recalled his memory. “He was Lucian, leader of the Lycans and the first trueborn Lycan.”

“That wasn’t in the reports.” Bucky says leaning against the doorframe.

“And it won’t ever be.” I answer quickly my smile disappearing. “Not if Victor has anything to say about it.”

“I have a question, it’s been on my mind since I watched the CCTV footage of the subway fight.” He asks and I freeze.

“What is it?” I ask trying to make myself void of all emotions.

“When you looked at Michael, why did you freeze?” He asks and I furrow my brow.

“I-” Before I can answer I hear a knock on my door. I groan out in annoyance as I push past him on my way to the door.

“He was bitten as well,” Bucky says making me stop in my footsteps. “They Lycan form before, he bit him, then spit his blood into a vial.” I quickly ignore the knocking and turn back to him with a look of curiosity filling my face.

“Why would he want Michael’s blood?”

“I don’t know. He knew Michael by name too.”

“Guess I should ask the man in question.” I say as I turn from him and walk over to the door where the person who had been knocking was gone. I furrow my brow in confusion for a moment before I turn back to Bucky and say, “No matter what happens, do not open this door, and do not leave this room.” Before he has a chance to argue I close the door behind me and head down the hall to Selene’s room right as a loud hiss is heard. I throw the door open to see Erika on the roof hissing at Michael and him heading for the window. “Michael wait!” I yell out but it’s too late.

I watch as he jumps out the window out into the front yard. I growl as I hear the dogs bark as they make their way toward him; but they are too late. He’s already over the fence. I hear the doors swing open behind me and I turn to see Kraven stomping in rage in his eyes with Selene behind him. He watches Michael disappear into the night before he turns to Erika and me and yells, “Leave us!” Erika quickly flees but I stand my ground. He stares at me for a moment before he turns back to Selene. I watch him carefully as he walks towards her.

He lifts his hand up and I instantly place myself between them my hand shooting up to grab his wrist. “Release me!” He orders and I narrow my eyes.

“You may be in charge for now; but that doesn’t give you the right to place your hands on her.” I growl out, my teeth unconsciously baring themselves.

“Just because your Marcus’s favorite doesn’t give you any immunity.” Kraven replies his eyes narrowing at me as he jerks his arm back.

“What are you talking about? I’ve never even met Marcus.” I reply anger filling my words.

“Let’s just say Victor’s not the only one with secrets.”

Will Continue in - First Kiss

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