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twsted-kinks · 5 months

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Mmmm I like to think all of them have a exhibition kink but that's just me projecting shsjjsjs. If I'm actually thinking about what the characters are actually into I can think of a lot of characters and examples. Also this got away from me... hope your enjoy still!

>minors and ageless dni<

Public Sex/Exhibition Scenarios

2nd person so "you" is used, gender neutral, each headcanon is seperate

Content Warning: public sex, dubcon, creampie, unwanted creampie, dirty talk, degradation/humiliation, getting caught, sharing partner after getting caught, no protection cause I'm a cum slut (tho y'all please have safe sex), stealthing, gangbang, some coercion, prostitution, erotic asphyxiation via cock, face fucking, recording sex (con and non), sex toys, bdsm stuff, lots of friends with benefits, lots of facials, Ace whining about wanting sex and being problematic about it, Leona being a brutal top with no care about your pleasure and becoming your problematic sugar daddy, Floyd and Jade being themselves and intimidating others to not get in trouble, Rook is Rook, heights with Lilia

Characters: Ace, Cater, Leona, Floyd & Jade, Epel, Rook, Lilia (With cameos from other characters too)

Ace

(With some first year cameos too)

Ace is a horny brat who wants to get his dick wet, and you happen to have a hole that wraps around his dick just right. How can you blame him for turning a study session in the library for something more steamy, hiding away in the hedge maze in Heartslabyul, or just finding an empty bathroom stall? (Especially the last one because Ace is far from quiet, so you often hear the sound of someone jerking off from the stall next door. You're also pretty sure some people have peaked over the wall of the stall too, maybe even holding their phone to record? ;3c) You could say no to Ace whenever he takes your hand and places it on his clothed bulge, but the tint in his cheeks and the cute whine he gives you always has you giving in. You always end up with your front pushed up against a wall or table with Ace rutting into you from behind.

You keep reminding him to keep condoms handy for your little encounters, but he always tells you he forgot. You'll still help him right? You won't leave him with blue balls right? Don't worry, he'll totally pull out. Yeah, he never pulls out. You can tell when he's about to cum and tell him to pull out, but he just grabs your hips and thrusts harder, saying shit like "but you're too tight I can't pull out!" and "you feel so good I can't stop!" There's even been a time you said "don't cum in me," but Ace pretended he didn't hear the first word. "Cum in you? Fuck yeah!" Whenever you provide condoms, somehow the condoms tear or break. One time Ace claimed the condom must have fallen off during sex when you know he took it off just to creampie you.

Ace isn't the most selfless lover and mostly just slams his hips into yours until he cums, but he's always willing to finger you or give you head if you don't cum which also just gets him hard again and begging to use your hole just one more time. He also loves fucking your thighs, drenching your underwear in his cum and having you go on with the rest of your day.

Eventually you find out Ace has been recording a lot of your encounters without telling you. He swears he's doesn't show them to anyone but then admits he has to show them to his upperclassmen for them to believe he actually gets laid. He begs you to keep letting he record because he's been doing it anyway and nothing's gone wrong. You give in and let him record. What you don't know is that one of the upper classmen he sends the videos too is Cater who uploads them to a porn site online.

Deuce had no idea his two best friends were fucking like rabbits for months until Ace got horny at an impromptu sleepover. All three of you were in the Ramshackle Dorm's main room. Deuce was passed out right next to you, his sleeping face less than a foot away from yours while Ace in on top of you, balls slapping your chin as he fucks your face fast and hard. Of course Deuce wakes up because Ace can't keep quiet, and the poor man freaks out. With a little convincing from Ace, Deuce woke up the next morning no longer a virgin.

These... encounters didn't exactly remain secret from the rest of your friend group. One day you were sucking the cocks of your two lovable idiots when some of your first year friends decided to visit. Jack, Epel, and Sebek open the door to see you on your knees with Ace's and Deuce's cocks in your hands. That night was spent with each one of your friends taking turns using your holes. Jack did his best to avoid knotting you, but your asshole felt so good. He couldn't stop himself from forcing his knot into your while he came. Epel definitely had the lewdest mouth, calling you a "dirty whore," "pathetic slut," and "walking fleshlight." Sebek took a liking to your mouth, gripping your hair tightly as he slammed his hips into your face again and again, but he still had enough brain power to pull out to make sure he painted your face with his cum.

Cater

(With some Heartslabyul thrown in... yes the entire dorm cause I want to be a slut)

Everytime you and Cater fuck in public, his phone is out and recording, and, yes, he has a... let's call it TwistedFans account that he updates regularly. He does put black bars over both of yalls eyes for some form of anonymity.

It started out simple. Just fucking in his room and uploading the videos, but then requests started coming in. Fuck in a public bathroom. Fuck in an empty lecture hall. Fuck in a locker room, library, hallway, etc. It was easy enough to sneak out at night at meet with you, and Cater couldn't say no to his fans, especially with how tight you become when he fucks you in places like this. You look so cute with your lips around his cock, touching yourself as eagerly deep throat his cock.

But, eventuality that got boring. What about you two walking around NRC's campus completely nude? Maybe with you walking around with his cum painting your body and dripping out of your hole(s). Cater even started using his unique magic, so you're fans can see a group of 'strangers' run a train on you all around the campus. Though, one night, the Heartslabyul's kitchen, your usual train gets interrupted by Trey's midnight urge to bake. Of course he was offered a turn to use you.

So, Trey became a regular guest and would fill/paint you with his cum. Trey isn't the only guest though. Cater may have let slip about your nightly escapades and were invited if they kept quiet. It worked at first, but Ace and Deuce are not known for keeping secrets. More and more members of Heartslabyul were invited to use you, and you basically become a communal cumdump for a portion of the dorm.

It finally comes to a climax when almost half the dorm sneaks out into the hedge maze to have a round with you. There's no way to keep all these hornt men quiet, and Riddle stumbles into the scene red faced and unable to form a single coherent word. He knew something was up with his dorm, and he would get to the bottom of it. But this? He never expected to see the Ramshackle Prefect being surrounded by half-naked men, them dripping with cum as cocks continue to fuck them, and them reaching out to Riddle, asking him to join. Riddle's too shocked to respond. Before his brain starts functioning again, your mouth is wrapped around his cock, and Riddle melts.

But they can't be doing this!! There are rules about being out of your rooms after dark!! But, none of the rules say anything about orgies, do they? Well, what if those Unbirthday Parties included another sweet for the men in Heartslabyul to enjoy? Of course, Riddle has to establish rules and protocol for your use: regular breaks, certain people being given the duty of clean up, etc, etc.

Still, even with all of this, you and Cater sneak out with your little entourage at night. Filming you getting fucked all around campus. But now, everyone's a lot more careful about keeping Riddle out of the loop, and that's much easier now that your pretty lips know just how to make Riddle melt.

Leona

(With some Ruggie and the rest of Savanaclaw again cause slut)

It all started as a simple transaction. You had no place to stay with Azul kicking you out of the Ramshackle Dorm, but Leona was willing to let you stay with him. All you had to do was wrap your lips around his cock and drain his balls. You didn't really have much of a choice and Leona was attractive, so why not?

This would be easy. You've sucked enough cock to know you'd be done with this quickly and then could sleep. Leona's cock is long, but you've trained yourself well. You deepthroat his cock easily, licking along the bottom of his shaft, as one of your hands plays with his balls.

"Fuck, you're a real whore, aren't you? Sucked so much cock you aren't even breaking a sweat." Leona comments as he lays back in bed. You bob your head, lick his tip, stroke his shaft, using everything you know to make him cum. But then, Ruggie enters the room, giving his signature chuckle when he sees you sucking Leona's cock. You try to pull away but Leona forces you back down and warns, "Keep sucking or I'm throwing you out."

Yoy give in and go back to boring your head while Ruggie starts to clean Leona's room incredibly slowly. It takes some time, but eventually Leona grabs the back of your head and forces you to take his cock all the way to the base. Leona grunts as he cums down your throat. You pull away, coughing, when Leona finally lets you go. You wipe your face and start to go over to your makeshift bed when a growl stops you.

"Hey Herbivore, I'm not soft yet." Leona strokes his cock. "Your mouth still has work to do." This was supposed to be simple. What you didn't know is that a beastman's stamina is much greater than a human's. Leona must have had you sucking his cock for over an hour before you became tired and your jaw started to hurt, and then Leona ordered Ruggie to pull your head up and down his cock. Eventually, Ruggie suggested for Leona to flip you onto your back, dangling your head off the side of his bed, and just fuck your face. Leona took the suggestion.

He was fast and hard, fucking your face with no caring for your comfort. All he wanted was to reach his own climax. Your only relief was the hyena beastman who eagerly took the opportunity lick and your sex. Whenever you started to get light headed and felt like you might pass out Leona's pounding, the lion beastman pulled his cock out and rubbed his cock and balls across your face to give you a chance to breathe. When ever he came, he did so deep in your throat with his balls pulsing against your nose. He'd make you thank him every time he bred your throat.

You don't know when you pass out, but when you wake up the next morning, your throat is sore and you're being dragged away by Leona to go eat breakfast with the rest if the Savanaclaw dorm. The rest of the dorm seems surprised to see Leona join them. Instead of sitting at the table, Leona sits at one of the plush chairs to the side. You stand awkwardly by him, but then he growls, "What are you waiting for, whore? My cock's not going to suck itself."

You get on your knees, pull his cock out, and begin to lick it. The rest of the dorm is frozen, watching as you take Leona's shaft in your mouth. Ruggie breaks the tension by handing Leona his breakfast. The dorm's morning continues on like normal except for the amount of hard cocks straining against pants.

That same night is much the same. Leona is sitting in the common area with you on his lap. Your legs are spread wide open as you finger your hole to prep for Leona's cock. Then you ride the beastman's cock. You knew about the raised bumps on his cock, you felt it the first time you sucked his dick, but feeling it in your hole is something else completely. It doesn't take long for you to cum on Leona's cock, earning jeers from the Savanaclaw dorm members. You don't know how many times you cum, but you're stuffed full of Leona's and Ruggie is tasked to bring you to the lion beastman's room while said beastman takes a shower. Ruggie takes the opportunity to bend you over and take a turn stuffing you with his cock.

When your ordeal of staying with Leona finally comes to an end, he makes you an offer. He gives you a shit ton of money, and you become his personal fleshlight. He can use you whenever and wherever he wants. Your holes belong to him. He gets to decide what goes in them, and only he can use you. Only he can make you cum. You're not allowed to touch yourself unless he orders you too. With that amount of money and with a dick that good, you say yes in a heartbeat.

Floyd & Jade

You're not really sure how it happened. One minute you're having a normal shift at the Monstro Lounge closing up alongside the tweels, the next minute your uniform is ripped off and the two mers are spitroasting you in the middle of the lounge. Floyd was eagerly fucking your asshole while slapping your ass with every other thrust. Jade forced his cock to stay deep within your throat just so he could make you choke. You knew you were easy, but damn.

So, sex after closing up Monstro Lounge became a common occurrence. Some nights the tweels would take turns stuffing you with their cocks, making sure you're leaving a trail of cum all the way back to the Ramshackle Dorm. Other nights they simply fucked you at the same time, using you and overstimulating you until you passed out. Of course they'd keep using you until they had their fill then cuddle with your unconscious body because they're gentlemen.

This all quickly changed into sexual activities happening during the day as well. It started somewhat small with simple flirting and dirty talk. Then it became more physical with hugging being a cover for groping. Then just straight up groping, not really trying to hide it. Then making out, then dry humping, then fingering, until finally they both fucked you in the hallway when all of you should have been in lectures. Then things got even wilder.

Jade was at least somewhat discreet, well as discreet as one can be with a tall ass sadist fucking you in broad daylight. In the library with other people close by? Jade has you pulled behind a bookshelf with his tongue exploring your hole while he holds a vibrator to your sex. Even after you cum with your thighs shaking on either side of his head,, he does not stop. Eating lunch in the cafeteria? He won't stop feeling you up and undoing your clothes. He unbuttons your shirt, gropes your chest and clips clamps on your nipples. He slides his fingers beneath your underwear and fingers you until you're cumming around his digits. All of this while he has his mischievous smile plastered on his face. Sitting next to Jade in a lecture? Jade got there ahead of time and placed a dildo in your spot for you to sit on. You're able to keep somewhat if a calm demeanor until you discover it's a remote controlled dildo when it starts to thrust into you. You do your best to not your orgasm, but multiple people can sense something is off. Jade just gives a smile and explains how you aren't feeling well. It's not like you never get caught, it's just no one has the guts to report Jade. A single smile in the person's direction has them fleeing.

Floyd is the opposite of discreet. If he is in the mood to fuck, everyone knows it. In the library full of study groups for a big exam? Floyd strips you naked, steals things like pens and other objects from other students, and fucks you with them until you cum, all while everyone around you tries to ignore the scene and avoid Floyd's attention. If Floyd is feeling generous, he takes the hand of someone nearby and uses their hand like a toy to fuck you.

Sitting in the cafeteria eating lunch? Floyd has his cock out for everyone to see, hard and dripping pre cum, as he slaps your cheek with it and whines about how he's in a bad mood and needs you to suck him off. If you open your mouth, he fucks your face in front of everyone. If you don't, he whines even louder and rubs his cock across your face, eventually just humping you until he cums all over your face and hair. Sitting next to Floyd in a lecture? He bends you over the desk and just starts fucking you, not caring about how the sound and sight of his balls hitting your thighs is a distraction for everyone. One glare from anyone who tries to speak up silences any comment, even the professor is too scared to stop him.

When the two eels are together though, that's when it gets even wilder. They like to push your limits, almost making like a game. Taking turns to see how long you would last with their cock down your throat before you pass out. Stealing the pens from others in whatever room they're in to see how many you can fit in your hole. Seeing how long you can go with their cum painting your face before a professor notices. Stripping you and fucking you in front of different crowds and finding out how you get tighter and cum faster with the biggest crowds, especially if they're recording you.

Epel

(Other characters guest star in catching y'all fucking. Also I like to think Epel has one of the biggest dicks out of the twst cast fight me)

The wilderness is the closest you can get to privacy where Epel's from and it's much the same at NRC. you and Epel would sneak off into the woods just so you two could fuck like rabbits. Epel did try to be responsible when it came to protection. He's had sed plenty of times and always used a condoms, but the few types of condoms he could get his hands on at NRC are just too small to be comfortable for him.

During the first time you two snuck out too the woods, you could see his discomfort and just took off his condom. He was about to say protest, but you wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him closer, telling him to just fuck you. Once he felt your walls raw, he knew he could never go back to using those condoms. He also found out just how much of an absolute slut you are.

"You shouldn't've done that." Epel grunts above you. "Now nothin' can stop me from breedin' you." Epel fucked you hard, but he was also attentive, making sure to make you cum before he did. Multiple times a week the two of you would sneak away to different parts of the woods. At first you two would barely strip anything off, but, with never having been caught so far, you two grew bolder until both of you were completely naked sans your shoes. This went well until one day it wasn't just the two of you.

The snapping of a twig has Epel stopping mid thrust as the two of you look up to see Jade staring down at you two. You're absolutely petrified and go to grab your clothes, but Epel pulls your hips back and pounds into you harder.

"Dontcha try to run, slut. I felt you get tighter when this fucker showed up." Epel grabs a fistful of your hair and makes you arch your back, showing off the noticeable bulge of the smaller man's cock in your stomach. You can't help but moan as Epel hits the spot he knows drives you insane. Jade takes out his cock and begins to jerk off to the scene. It doesn't take long for you to cum on Epel's cock and for Epel to cum with you, filling you with his cum. A few seconds later, Jade steps in front of you. Instinctively, you open your mouth and stick out your tongue. Jade shoots his cum into your mouth and across your face.

Jade isn't there every time you and Epel fuck in the woods, but it's often enough it isn't a surprise. Every time Jade watches and finds a place to cum on you, one time standing behind you, your hole gaping after Epel pulled out, and shoots his cum into you.

What you don't know is, that from day one, Rook has been following the two of you each time you sneak off into the woods. Cock in one hand, camera in the other, Rook makes binders upon binders with dtaed photos of you and Epel fucking with an entirely seperate binder where Jade has joined you. He hasn't showed Vil yet, but really he should. Maybe he should confront the two of you first though? Maybe you can make him an offer that convinces him not to ;3.

Rook

Rook is the master of stealth sex. He's somehow able to keep completely calm with only a pink tint in his cheeks being the only tell you're under the table deepthroating his cock. This all started pretty casually. One day, you're talking with Rook in the library. A few minutes later, your back is against a bookshelf, arms over his shoulders and legs wrapped around his waist, with his tongue down your throat and cock pounding your hole. It doesn't take long for you to cum on his cock and for him to fill your hole with his cum. You're ready to be let down, but he eagerly starts fucking you again.

Rook is an absolute master and finding just the right spot to fuck you. From the library, to empty lecture halls, the hallway between classes, under a table during lunch, you've ended up with his cock inside of youn and he's ended up with a camera in his hands to snap photos each time. He never asked, but he's never tried to hide it. Rook especially loves taking photos of your dripping hole, every time making sure your face is in frame. But, his favorite photos are the ones where your face is covered in his cum.

Rook is also very handsy, groping different parts of you body in broad daylight while surrounded by people. He keeps such a straight face while his fingers are knuckle deep inside you, and you just have to pretend you're okay. He'll casually pinch your ass as he walks by or take a nice feel of your chest while no one is looking. While he adores having you between his legs, he also adores being between yours. Good luck trying to study at the library with Rook under the table giving you head.

Rook is very good about not getting caught, but only when he wants to. There are times he does want to get caught, and you have been caught by quiet a few people. Rook purposefully started fucking you behind a bush in the botanical garden just so Leona could confront the two of you. Of course, Rook never stopped rutting into you when Leona showed up. In fact, Rook spread your legs wider for Leona to get a better look. Rook fucked you in the science lab just before the science club started just so Trey could walk in on your head bobbing on Rook's cock.

You didn't get in trouble until one night where Rook of fucking you against a table in the Pomefiore common room. You hear the sound of heels clicking before you hear a throat clearing. You try to cover yourself when you see Vil glaring at you, but Rook pulls your hands away. Rook gives Vil a whole show, going over each aspect of your body and how you react to different touches. Rook shows off your hole, how well you take him, while Vil's fingers run across your sex. Before Rook fills you, he pulls out and offers Vil to use you. In the morning, you wake up sore between the two men.

Lilia

Lilia is an absolute exhibitionist tease. Your encounters started all because you accidentally walked in on him. You just wanted to sneak into an empty lecture hall, a quiet place to study, but instead come across Lilia floating with his cock in his hand. You and Lilia stare at each other for a moment before Lilia just starts stroking his cock again. Lilia spreads his legs, giving you a better view, as he invites you over to touch him. Within the minute, your floating midair with Lilia's mouth on your sex and you lips around his cock.

Now, when you see each other in passing, it's common for Lilia to flash his cock at you, and you've started flashing him back in return. It's also quite easy for you two to find a place to fuck. Lilia just has you pick you up and float up. He's fucked you against many ceilings, floating in the night sky, and even high above the crowd in the cafeteria. He loves filling up your hole with his cum and watching it drip down to the ground far below you.

Lilia also likes teasing you whenever you're going about your day. You have just enough privacy that no one is looking directly at you? Suddenly the fae's cock is mere inches from your face. Sometimes he just pops in to cum on your face. Other times he hovers in front of you and fucks your face, cumming deep down your throat. There are times he simply humps your clothed ass and cums all over the back of your bottoms. He just likes leaving you with something a bit bothersome for the rest of the day.

It stayed just the two of you for a while until he invited you to come hang out with him in the light music club. Cater and Kalim are happy to have you hang out with them. What they weren't expecting was seeing you end up between Lilia's legs, eagerly licking his cock, while the fae sits there talking like all of this is normal. Kalim seems happy to watch, complimenting you when you deepthroat Lilia's cock. Cater is hesitant at first but then takes his own cock out as he watches your head bob. When Lilia pulls your mouth off of his cock, you whine, but Lilia just coos in response and offers your mouth for the other two to try.

All three of them take turns using your mouth, passing you around as they continue their conversation. You gladly lick their shaft, play with their balls, and deepthroat each of their cocks. Eventually, you end up in the middle of all three of them, mouth open and tongue out as the three men stroke their cocks above you. Cater has his phone out recording the whole seen. Each one of them cums, painting your face and tongue. You happily swallow what's in your mouth and lick your lips, savoring the taste. Now you're a regular member of the club, sucking off each one of them daily.

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gooseloverfiction · 27 days

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Crimson Rush

Colt Seavers x afab!reader +18

It was supposed to be 'chill with some drinks' type of the evening, but nothing is ever so simple with you two...

Warnings: bit of violence, blood, wound... Some blood kink? Or just *urge to lick that bit on your sexy bf*, other than that smuuuut, piv, no protection, fluff and some Colt's goofiness (?)

AN: All thanks to one comment of @bluehody at bts photos from Man's Health mag

Word count: 2512

You really needed that.

The bar, drinks and karaoke.

And Colt…

He was late as always, steaming hot after some run for a few blocks when shots took longer than he anticipated. But he still showed up as he promised. You had to give him that, he would move heaven and earth to get to his date.

It was almost perfect.

Except for the bunch of a-holes who wouldn't stop screaming to microphones, some bachelor party going into a mess, ruining your mood as you finally get your hectic schedules aligned for that one outing to have some fun. And you couldn't even sing.

You downed your drink with a loud gulp, making Colt side-eye you with raised brow.

“Slow down cowboy, we still have the whole night ahead.”

You rolled your eyes and mumbled something under your breath, showing to the bartender that you wanted the same drink again.

The warm, scratched hand caught your knee and rubbed soothing circles through the fabric of your jeans. He turned you on the barstool to face him and used his thumb to collect a single, orange drop from the corner of your mouth. You're suddenly too painfully aware you're in public, because you would definitely catch this finger with your lips and suck it, watching Colt's blissful face.

“Don't make those eyes, please…,” he leaned closer to you but it was too loud anyway for anyone to listen.

“What eyes?” your voice was far from innocent, when your lips ghosted his.

“OI GIRL, YOU CAN DO MUCH BETTER!”

You looked behind your man and saw drunk guys making some obscene gestures towards you. Colt wanted to turn around and see what it was about but you caught his stubbled chin, pulling him into a hot kiss. With the other hand you showed those guys international sign to fuck themselves and forgot about them once the eager tongue snaked into your mouth, making both of you moan.

Awful noise around you silenced and you managed to pry yourself from Colt much to his disappointment and almost run toward the microphones. Once on the ground, you knew he was right, you definitely went too hard and too fast on those drinks, your world suddenly spinning.

But before you could entangle yourself in cables around, a strong arm steadied you and the familiar scent made you weak in knees for a moment. When you looked at him, he had his goofy smile plastered to his face, his eyes showing the same amount of affection and drunkenness tho you had to admit he often had this dazed gaze when around you. Drunk with love, as he always said… how cheesy he could be. Colt definitely watched too many romantic comedies.

“What do you want to sing?”

You looked at the monitor he rolled in front of you and squinted your eyes. Your finger pushed the list up and a wide grin was instantly on your face.

“No… Come on… You know how terrible I sing,” he tried to leave you on a tiny stage but your grip on his leather jacket stopped him.

“Come on baby, no one can sing here. And it's not true, I like your sweet falsetto,” you kissed the tip of his nose and made him huff.

“You're not making it better,” he growled into your ear sending goosebumps down your neck.

Using your ultimate weapon, The Pout, made him finally push the play button and grab the microphone.

A familiar tune started, making you want to snap your fingers to it until Colt's part came, a bit too sudden for him but he quickly caught the tempo.

“I got chills, they're multiplying

And I'm losing control

'Cause the power you're supplying

It's electrifying (electrifying)”

You couldn't not break into a laugh for his high pitched voice trying to sound like John Travolta.

“You better shape up

'Cause I need a man

And my heart is set on you

You better shape up

You better understand

To my heart I must be true”

Colt made a hurt face, flexing his broad shoulders and wordlessly showing his all muscled up stuntman body. You slapped him as he made you break a few notes and he almost forgot to jump into the last line, “Nothin' left, nothin' left for me to do.”

With the chorus you both were so invested, you didn't hear any commotion except for music around you.

“You're the one that I want (you are the one I want)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey

The one that I want (you are the one I want)

Ooh, ooh, ooh, honey”

Someone stood in front of you, making your voice falter.

“Oi, cut that crap, give us those mics, we will show you how real men sing.”

The song still played but you stopped and looked at the same assholes from earlier with what you hoped was fearless anger.

“Oh yeah? And how do you know how real men sing?”

You could hear Colt groan behind you, knowing you were in a ‘making troubles’ mood.

“Listen bitch…” one of them started but quickly stopped when the stuntman caught his shirt and shook him.

“What did you say to that lady?” his voice was almost a low growl, making your stomach drop… Not only because of the sense of oncoming fight. Colt was a walking epitome of peacemaker and hardly ever turned into any kind of violence, but God he looked hot like that.

And then the chaos broke…

You couldn't even see the fist coming from Colt's left side, only when he ducked and made the punching guy hit his fellow, who was still in your man's grasp.

Stuntman moved back, turning his body to shield you, pushing you in at the right moment, when the third drunk roared and ran into him, slamming his body into a wall. Colt gut punched him and tried to get away from the attacker, circling him in some almost like dance move. Before the guy could turn, the kick in his ass sent him to the wall and the ground.

“Guys, guys! It's delicate equipment!” you've heard the bartender's pleading voice and shout to Colt when one of the men picked up the microphone and swung with it. He dropped at the last moment and made the guy tangle in the cables and fall…

A hard knock to his forehead made Colt stumble to the back, not getting exactly where it came from but before he could take another blow, you screamed and punched the man holding a heavy ashtray, square into his jaw, just like Colt taught you, sending him to the ground.

You turned to your man swaying on his feet, catching his open jacket and jeans shirt under it, pulling him into an embrace.

“God Colt, that looks awful…” blood trickled from his busted brow, caught up in his short beard.

“You were amazing,” he smiled and let you move him toward your seats.

You called for the bartender and asked for some clean cloth and he reluctantly brought one from the back and looked at you with narrowed eyes.

“Now pay up and leave before I call the cops… And don't come back…” his tone was more of a pleading but you still huffed in amusement. They're the ones who started it all!

Colt already put the bill, with some extra ‘for a trouble’, on the counter and headed for the door, pushing balled material into his throbbing head.

You whisked the keys from his pocket and he didn't protest, going right to the passenger seat in his truck.

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“What if it's a concussion?”

“I'll be fine. This is made of concrete,” Colt knocked on his head, wincing with pain.

"Concrete my ass…” you mumbled and peeled the jacket from his broad shoulders, took off his shirt and reached for his already blood dirty, formerly white t-shirt.

“I'm sorry, did I miss the moment where it was my fault?” the man asked with a silly smile. He always found you adorable when you were so frustrated and annoyed.

You took the crimson cloth from him, slowly, not sure what will be behind it. His whole brow was swollen, making his eyelid slightly covering his sparkling, blue eye. It looked bad…

But there was something mesmerizing in his ash covered, beaten up face, the tiny trickle of blood still coming from the wound.

“Hon… You have this look again…” he swallowed a bit of a shaky voice, the adrenaline making way for entirely different type of rush in his blood.

“What look…” your voice dropped into murmur, your face inches from his. “I'm sorry… But you look so hot right now.”

Colt didn't have a time to protest, when you slowly dragged your hot, wet tongue on the side of his face, tasting the metallic trail right up to his wound. He whimpered when your tip lapped not too gently on the cut, your lips trying to soothe the sting.

You didn't even know when you migrated on his lap, his hands clutching at your flanks. You weren't sure if he shook underneath you because of the pain or pleasure, but his hard bulge digging into your groin gave you some hints.

With some, not so subtle, moves of your hips you made Colt root into you, the friction definitely too little for your likening.

“Too many layers…” you groaned into his jaw, nibbling your way to his thick neck. Your hands desperately tried to undo all buttons in his jeans, feeling him doing the same to you.

Your lips captured Colt's moan when he felt your hand slip past his boxers and fixed his strained cock, taking some pressure of it, teasing his leaking head.

“Too tight, babe, you need to get rid of them…,” his hands pushed you abruptly and caught the waistband of your jeans, taking them off in one motion, almost ripping his own pants right after.

Before you could sit back at his lap, he held you by your butt, your knees wide with his muscled thighs between them.

“What are you…,” you've started but quickly shut up, when Colt slide down the seat, his wide chest pushing your legs even more apart. You brace yourself on the backrest of the couch and swallowed the shout ripped from your throat by stuntman’s skilled mouth attacking your already oversensitive pussy. He licked long strip between your folds, probing your dripping interior, pushing as deep as he could, making you shiver, pulling you closer to his face. His beard scratched but you didn't dare to say a word when he was licking you into oblivion. It felt almost too much when he sucked at your clit but still too little for you to come.

“Colt, Colt, Colt…” you tried to catch his attention and he stopped middle lick, tongue buried in your core.

“Whot, whot, whot,” he mumbled, moving his face with your raising body.

“I need you… All of you…”

You didn't have to tell him twice, being suddenly thrown on your back, your knees pushed to your chest.

The man above you didn't even play a tease, not even align himself, just impaled your pussy with his thick, veined cock, his heavy balls hitting your exposed butt.

“Oh…my…Go…” your moan died when he hit your cervix, but before you could feel any real discomfort, Colt moved back a bit and was too eager to keep himself deep long enough. He quickly picked up the pace, his breath uneven, wincing when the sweat from his forehead fall right into the cut on his brow. The salty drops mingled with fresh blood and dropped on your cheek and nose, leaving pink dots there. Feeling around, you caught the sleeve of Colt's t-shirt and gently wiped his face, keeping it for a moment on his injury.

He leaned into your touch, guiding your legs to hug his hips, pushing your chests together.

With hands thread through your hair, he kissed you, his moves becoming sloppy and irregular.

“I'm close baby, are you close?” he huffed into your mouth at one breath between kisses.

You nodded and then slightly shook your head. You were balancing on the edge for some time now, you just needed something little bit extra.

“Okay… Okay,” he mumbled and reached with his hand between you. His thumb found your clit right away, the arousal you felt making it impossible to miss.

You literally shook when he swiped the pad on your nub and before you knew, your pussy clenched his cock, driving it deeper, almost locking it inside.

Your eyes shot to his swollen brow and you felt almost embarrassed for how this look made you cum immediately.

Colt, feeling you contracting around him, your mouth letting a string of cut off moans, grunted into your neck, biting it, chasing his own bliss that made you full of his seed in seconds. He rode the high, pushing himself on his locked arms, looking into your eyes.

He didn't even have to tell you The Big Word. You saw it in his gaze. And you hoped he saw it too in yours.

With Colt's long puff and sudden cold embracing your sweat covered body, the sudden realization of everything that happened dawned on you.

“Oh God… Baby, I'm sorry,” you sat quickly, squirming at the cum flowing out of you and strain on your hips. You kneeled next to your man who now tried to catch his breath, wincing at the throbbing pain he suddenly became aware of.

“What are you sorry for?” he sighed and looked a bit dazed at you fussing around, your hands gently cupping his face.

“T-this and… you know…” your thumb reached but omitted the swollen part of his face.

“Your blood kink kicking in?” he chuckled and winced again.

Your eyes shot wide and you slapped his arm.

“I don't have a blood kink!”

You left him, rushing to the bathroom for a first aid kit and fresh water in a bowl.

When you got back to him, Colt managed to just tucked himself back in boxers, the whole day of shooting, the bar fight and your last quite intense session finally crushing down on him. He just hardly registered your gentle hands washing his face, cleaning his wound and putting some steri-strips on the cut to close it. With his injury secured you put his shirt on and helped him untangle from his jeans caught at his ankles and almost dragged him to bed.

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“How are you feeling, baby?” you took the glass from him after he swallowed some painkillers and let him pull you to lay on top of his body. He hummed and held you close.

“Dazed and amazed. You have a nice punch there, Rocky,” you felt him kiss the top of your head and wanting it or not, you let the weariness and lingering alcohol take over you, sleep suddenly heavy on your body.

Before blacking out, you only mumbled, more to yourself than Colt, “I don't have a blood kink.”

#ryan gosling #colt seavers x reader #colt seavers #fall guy #n s fw #x reader

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nuhuhwinniethepooh · 7 months

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Wanted to make a gojo fluff fic but it matches sukuna's vibes too 🥲👍🏻sukuna's scenario won tho cuz why not 🤷🏻‍♀️

Trueform!Sukuna x F!Reader

Pt.2 of A-muse, can be read as a standalone or a series depending on what you want.

Trope: Gore ( I really, seriously don't know how much is too much so please don't come after me ), violence, Fluff? ( idk if I'm twisted or sumn🤷🏻‍♀️ seems like fluff to me), Angst if you look hard enough

Preview : As the town crumble and silence surrounds the chaos, only then did he crumble at your touch.

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Sukuna was bored, bored of the same repetitive life, bored of the way he was revered, bored of everything he had and most of all, bored of the people around him, they were visibly unamusing. Barely holding on to his sanity with the little amusement he had with a massacre every now and then because for once in his life, he wanted a challenge.

Sukuna wanted someone, hell even something would've sufficed, to challenge him- to push him to his limits, to make him high from the adrenaline that can be obtained only from a death defying fight but everyone he met and saw disappointed him to no end. He was immensely disappointed; disappointed in the fact that they were all bravado, disappointed in the fact that the fight lasted only a few single minutes, disappointed in the fact that they all broke in the end, disappointed in the fact that they were all bark and no bite, disappointed in....the list went on and on.

Until he met you.

Sukuna was amused for the first time in a long while. He was amused at the lack of emotions in the chaos ensuing around you, amused at your actions, amused at the fact that you had lasted so long, amused at how you somehow managed to crumble his pride into dust and most of all, amused when you voiced your agreement to his proposal. You literally just agreed to be the queen of curses with no hesitation, of course he'd be amused- a little excited too but he'd never admit that.

But right now, all he felt was a rising rage as he watched from afar, rage against you, rage against the servants surrounding the both of you, rage against the very earth with it's flourishing bloom and most of all, rage against the slightly upward curves that graced each ends of your lips as you listened to your maid, Rita, excitedly babbling on about curses knows what ! That vermin had the audacity to not notice your smile at her words- the audacity you had to have cracked your first smile to a mere human instead of him, your husband-to-be ?!

Sukuna was angry at the fact that his efforts had gone down the drain; he had tried for months to get an expression out of you and when he was finally giving up, you finally showed him an expression different from your default face of unmoving lips and uninterested eyes that seemed to register nothing but everything at the same time. You had finally raised an eyebrow at him, giving him a peculiar look when he unknowingly knelt on both his knees to present a gift he painstakingly had customized and he had experienced true joy then, refusing to give up on his attempts with renewed motivation. You actually could react !

But now, he felt rage and betrayal at seeing your smile, however small, gracing a presence that wasn't his. Sukuna stands from his seat and walks over to you with an overwhelming aura that had all the attendants straighten their backs and lower their themselves almost as if they were trying to meld within the ground. As he stops and towers over your seating figure, he watches your head move up and your eyes gaze at him, your smile no longer present on your face- he feels disappointed, an itching uncomfortable feeling clawing at his chest.

One swift movement was all it took, a barely noticeable move before a sliced head falls down right next to your feet, the eyes of the dismembered head blinking once, twice before it finally noticed that it had gotten sliced off and falling limp with the body finally dropping on the floor with a thud. Blood sprinkled around the ends of your kimono as your eyes followed the sound only to see Rita's dismembered head resting next to your feet and her bleeding headless body right behind.

He watched and waited with bated breath, you had graced her existence with a smile so that must mean she meant something to you, which could only mean that he could finally see a new reaction other than the two reactions you showed him but alas, Sukuna was disappointed, he expected a gasp or maybe even a look of surprise but all you gave him was the same raised eyebrow, the peculiar look on your face.

The rising anger had finally reached his peak, how dare a mere woman mock the King of Curses, in front of an audience that too!! Barely audible gasps was heard before all the attendants around was dismembered from head to toe, blood and innards gushing out like rain on the pristine grass, splattering bright red all over the area.

His eyes still on yours and yours on his before he roughly grabs your arm, refusing to show the courtesy of holding out his hands out for you to take. Oh no, he wasn't gonna show any courtesy to someone that doesn't do the same for him.

He drags you behind him, taking singular big steps against your multiple small steps just so that he could have the small pleasure of having you stumble on the rough and uneven road that soon followed after the flowering place although it was now filled with soon-to-be rotting dead bodies.

The crunch of pebbles and dried leaves echoes in the dying light while you two continue to walk for what seemed to have been hours. Not a sound of complaint was heard or raised besides the soft huffing that escaped from your lips which in turn soured Sukuna's mood yet again. He had expected a question or maybe even a complaint, but all he did in the end was expect before finally reaching to a stop.

A town finally came to sight, your breathe heaving before your eyes falls upon the sprawling buildings and markets filled with people at every inch before resting on the large, looming building at the center of it all.

"Multiple vermins and tributes were sacrificed to me as an offering of peace by this town which was once a desolate village, our attendants were filled with them and I left them in your care since you seemed to like the people from there, but you have disgraced my kindness," Sukuna hisses in a low threatening voice, his hold tightening around your arms as he points at the town.

"My protection allowed them to flourish but since none of the vermins from there now attends to me, I no longer see any reason to grace my protection over them. You dared to show your smile to a mere maid and now her hometown will no longer be in existence and it's all your fault," He continues, turning to face you. All four eyes burning red with bloodlust- he had restrained himself from going on a massacre for a long time now, choosing to spend his time with you and amuse himself with your presence but the situation at hand, had his self control crumble to nothing.

One moment you were standing on the top of a hill looking at a sprawling city, illuminated with the setting sun and the next moment you find yourself standing in the city, illuminated with raging fires and screams that was seemingly coming from everywhere. A seemingly curious glint in your eyes as you walk in the market area that was once filled by people and still filled by them except now, their blood and body parts had made a path for you. A red carpet of sorts for your grand entrance that led to your maniacal, blood-thirsty husband-to-be.

Sukuna finally stops after making sure every house, every shop and every living thing had been torn apart. He turns around and sees the red carpet he laid down for you, proud of his accomplishments as he watches you turn the corner and walk up the stairs of the large building in the middle of the city, towards him. He may have had destroyed the city but he saved the best for the last, a grand finale where he makes you watch him fight against multiple sorcerers- he wanted you to watch him in awe and worship him as he worshipped you maybe then, you'd realize his strength and listen to his wishes as he did yours.

Yells emanates from the building as sorcerers begin their attacks upon him, cursed energy upon cursed energy aimed only at him but his eyes was on your climbing figure- your disinterested gaze steady as you walk up the bloody stairs towards him. Flicking away the attempts of attacks at him easily, he presses a kiss on your forehead with a grin on his face before rushing towards the top, ripping apart summons and summoners alike with bare force.

Sukuna was done before you arrived at the top, sitting on the benches that resided next to the entrance, waiting for your timely arrival before ripping apart a terrified sorcerer right in front of your eyes, grin reaching from ear to ear, adrenaline coursing through his veins as his deathly aura emanates the surrounding. He hopelessly wishes to see you falter, at least this once.

But your walk towards him never falters, your eyes on him never wavers and your body never halts, stopping only when you stand in front of him.

Your hand reaches up to his cheeks as he wonders curiously at your next move, only to flinch internally from surprise when your fabric comes into contact with his skin. Sukuna is further surprised when he realizes that you were wiping the blood on his face before he relaxes into your touch so naturally it felt like breathing, he looks up to you.

His breathe stops, his body turns rigid under your touch and he can't believe his eyes, all four eyes were left unblinking, frozen and on you.

Your lips were curved, not slightly curved like how it was before- barely noticeable unless paid close attention to. No, it was curved to the point that creases formed around the corner of your eye and the uncomfortable feeling in his chest is replaced by a blossoming and growing warmth. All thoughts and previous feelings of betrayal and rage was gone- all he could do and did was gaze in wonder at your smile, at the softened look in your eyes that no longer held any disinterest towards the world because all you saw was him.

All you saw was him- Sukuna Ryomen, The king of curses and your husband....-to-be.

The town releases a loud groan in the silence and the floor rumbles along with it, breaking the moment as you turn to look at the sea of flames surrounding the two of you but Sukuna is unwilling to break the moment so he places a hand atop of yours and you look at him with the same smile on your face.

His breathe hitches at the beauty of it- your blood stained kimono, your loose flowing hair, your soft figure and face illuminated by the fire, your even softer eyes that reflected him and the smile that rested on your lips, only for him. Sukuna burns every little detail into his memory and into his very essence, his soul.

"Shall we go home, Ryomen?," You say softly, your voice ringing in the silence and everything is perfect for Sukuna Ryomen.

He presses a kiss on your hand that held his cheek and stands, this time refusing to hold out his hand for a completely different reason. You had walked a long way because of petty anger and he sure as hell wasn't gonna repeat the same mistake again.

He slides an arm under your knees and supports your back with another before gently lifting you up, your hand sliding over his shoulder as if natural and he walks towards the burning city, towards the direction from where you came.

As the town crumbles and silence surrounds the chaos, only then did he crumble at your touch.

"Let's go home, my Love," he whispers and this time, he meant it.

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My imagination went on overdrive on this👹 didn't proofread so it might be kinda funky

I'd appreciate any sort of interactions with this post, also should I write the gojo fanfic I have in mind too??🤨Same title and alphabet, just different scenarios.

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#nuhuhwinniepooh #jjk x reader #sukuna x you #jjk sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna x y/n #sukuna imagine #sukuna scenarios #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x y/n #ryomen x reader

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wannaeatramyeon · 11 months

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Yandere!DG + Reader: His hold on you

TW: as above, nothing too bad tho. Platonic. Could be read as x reader if you want. For non-anon anon request.

Friends tell you you're lucky to know someone like DG, to have him look out for you. Introduce me, they would ask and when you shake your head, their eyes cloud with resentment and jealousy.

DG had warned you not to share anything about him, no matter how much your friends begged. A little part of you preens at the special connection between the two of you. It's private, intimate. A secret little club just for you and him.

You hold onto this connection and thought when your friends distance themselves.

Even your own parents are blinded by the pop-idol persona; the fame and fortune and perks of being associated with the country's favourite singer. All too happy to let you and DG spend time together. They dismiss any concerns with a wave of their hand while surrounded by lavish gifts.

So who can you actually tell, who will listen when you mention how uncomfortable you are. How you can't exactly put your finger on why your skin crawls, your stomach drops, and the discomfort continues to grow each time DG contacts you.

(Truly, the hold he has on you scares you, you admit to yourself that one time. The last time you can recall DG leaving you just about long enough so you can form your own thoughts. Moments of clarity before he sinks his claws in again. He has only made that mistake once.)

He used to be sweet, and you would respond to him giddy with excitement. DG! A K-pop idol! Paying attention to me!

But now he feeds you far too much bitterness. It's unbalanced. You never know which side of him you get.

When he pushes just a little bit too much, when you want to scream at him to leave you alone through tears, he's all sunshine and sugar again. Like how it used to be. Like he knows what words are on the tip on your tongue.

And when you're all buttered up, then he would chide you for being silly and young and you should just listen to him, his voice light and full of laughter. Hasn't he been good to you? Hasn't he been good to your parents?

Yeah he has, you concede. He's older, more experienced, seen the world. He's right. What do you know in comparison? Barely anything.

So it's fine. Everything is fine. You're just spiralling for nothing.

On top of that, the last few months have been better.

He's been nothing but nice to you. You can't bring yourself to ruin such a good thing.

Yet something unsettles you. And you know you sound insane. Crazy. Because why would DG do this? Why would he even break in?

Things are misplaced in your own room, or something you swear was right there disappears for a few days and miraculously turns up.

Little harmless things. Things you should hardly notice it but the insidiousness builds and builds and builds.

A book missing on your bookshelf, photos switched around.

You stop being able to relax or rest in your own home, only catching moments of fitful sleep as your mind races and your sanity hangs by a thread thinking someone has been in your space and messed with your things.

Even your ID disappeared. You turned your room inside out, was shouted at by your parents for losing such an important thing before it appeared on your bed.

Lying right in the middle, on top of the covers. So obvious. You can't have missed it.

Could you?

"Why would I do that? How? You must be seeing things." DG denies when you ask, body looming over yours and eyes flashing.

Maybe he's right. This is DG after all. He's busy. He's been nice lately. You don't want to rock the boat.

You think about your missing items, the misplaced things. Yeah. It is ridiculous to think DG would have any involvement.

Must all be in your own head.

"Y/N," he says, lips quirking and eyes a little unhinged, "It's funny though. Isn't it? If someone messed with you like this."

Is it? You think it's not, but you don't know what to think anymore.

"Seeing you go a little crazy," DG prods.

"It's ok to laugh." Somehow that feels like a threat.

So you laugh and laugh and laugh yourself sick, until your eyes are streaming and you convince yourself it's tears of laughter and DG is right.

#idk what this is #sorry anon #lookism #lookism headcanons #lookism x reader #lookism hc #lookism fic #lookism webtoon #lookism manhwa #dg #dg x reader #lookism dg #diego kang #kang dagyeom #kang dagyum #james lee x reader #james lee #wannaeatramyeon

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txny-dragon · 5 months

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i think apollo will stay changed after becoming human

first time making something like this. so uh, yeah, kinda sorta analysis after the cut and a lot of this is based off of this analysis and also the toa discord. yeah. let's get this started

i think that apollo will stay "human" even after regaining godhood because that's the point. it's a story about growth, healing, change, hope, and identity. apollo lost his, not just by being put into lester, but his identity, as apollo the god.

and it isn't just apollo. meg is a big one as well, her arc sort of mirroring apollo, with nero being compared to zeus quite often in the narration. i think another arc that sort of mirrors apollo's is reyna. her arc is centered around identity. she needs to find it outside of the senate. apollo needed to find it outside of olympus. and quite ironically, the roman camp is called camp jupiter. and it was reyna that told apollo something he needed to hear. sure, he could never take back all of the shitty things he has done in the past, but he can still do good.

apollo thought he was the worst of the gods, all because he felt. all because he felt devasted when his loved ones died. all because even after all of that pain, he still loved. that is who he is at his core. someone who loves.

the reason he couldn't change at the start was because that man was in denial. but if you ignore his, i will admit this as someone who loves toa, kinda annoying narration and read just his actions, he is actively putting himself at risk to save percy, meg, his kids. he even knows the names of connor and travis, even knowing their personalities enough to know that they are pranksters. because that's who he is behind all of the glitter and blinding smiles. someone who cares, but can't show it.

how can i talk about apollo's change without mentioning jason. jason, i think, is the push that caused him to decide to change. "remember what it's like to be human." apollo and jason both sacrificed themselves for the team, only difference is that jason's stuck. this was his push. that apollo, as the god, could've helped. and that's was what he was going to do.

and in ton, we meet the troglodytes. they called him lester-apollo. lester was used as an epihet for apollo. this is mentioned in the toa server if this rings a bell. lester is now a part of his identity. it's so deeply engrained.

he may forget the people's faces, but their impact will never leave them.

apollo will stay changed because he wants to change. he wants to take those steps. that's what sets him apart from the olympians, the ones who live by one saying. "gods can't change." they can, they just don't want to. because that would mean, admitting what they did wrong and feeling guilt. apollo already was doing this, clear from the song that he sang in tho. he just needed a push.

but there is still hope. the nod from athena showing comradery. the idk what to call it with hera. apollo's trials didn't just impact him, it impacted all of olympus. for better or worse.

sure, maybe he will relapse, turn back into the selfish god he was. but why would you want to believe that? it's a story about hope. so have some.

#trials of apollo analysis #sort of #trials of apollo #pjo apollo #lester papadopoulos #apollogists #rrverse #reyna avila ramirez arellano #toa analysis #toa #please if you have more thoughts and are more eloquent #please add on #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus

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totaldramafan-lauri · 4 months

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EPISODE 4

Well.......I.....I got what I signed up for.

I got "Poison". That song I've been obsessively listening to since the day it was released. I finally got to see the visuals that went along with that song, and.....now, I don't think I can UNSEE them.

I hope that everyone who watched this episode is safe, and that...that the people who knew this would be too much for them took the warnings seriously, and....and looked away from the show....Hazbin is not a show that everyone can enjoy. It has a very specific audience in mind, and people who are outside of that audience...r-really should've gotten the point before this episode hit, hopefully....

This was a very....heavy episode. And it....did its job. I'm unnerved, disturbed, and holy crap....I just want Angel out of there as soon as possible. He's been through so, so much, and getting even a TASTE of that was absolutely soul-crushing......Valentino NEEDS to get his commupence ON SCREEN at this point. I regret calling him pathetic before, because seeing him through Angel's eyes....I don't wanna downplay how intimidating he can be. We need to see that guy get what's coming to him. I am waiting with baited breath for Angel to have his "2 Minutes Notice" moment now....

Also, anyone who says that Huskerdust will be a relationship built off of sexual harassment is WRONG. I always assumed there'd be more to it than that, so I'm super happy to comfortably ship it now. This relationship got off the ground not off the jokes, but because Husk is the one who sees right through Angel's persona from the word 'go'. He's exactly the type of person Angel needs. Angel is always hiding himself through his persona, and he needs someone to tell him to drop the act and admit that he needs help. And while Angel didn't ask for HELP in this episode, he DID let himself be vulnerable. Which is a big step for him. As well as that fight scene where the two bond, and he says that sex isn't all he's good at.

The thing about Husk being a former overload was something I did NOT see coming at all....I-I knew he made a deal with Alastor, but not that he was an overlord.....And that he still has some power left over from that....That's crazy....You'd think that people would recognize him, like.....Sir Pentious has been around longer than anyone, so why did he need to get introduced to Husk earlier, or did he not- I-I dunno, but...I like that.

The Huskerdust song was....OK. I liked the lyrics more than the music. I was SO worried that these two were gonna be like Stolitz where we're waiting forever for them to talk to each other while they're working on themselves. But in just one episode, they've opened up to each other a bit! No complaints!

N-not really much else to say....this episode was basically nothing but Angel's arc. Alastor is barely in this episode, which was a letdown for me of course....but.....no Alastor also meant I could focus on the other characters a bit better than usual, so it worked out.

What was that about Vaggie hating herself, tho....?

Great episode, hard to watch at times but that was the point, I still adore "Poison", and.....yeah....

I-I guess that's it for now....

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel spoilers

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cherish--these--times · 7 months

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Good evening. This is your little reminder that Detty is real and Daniel wrote this letter in his last MODE issue before going to London, as per the ABC website back in the day. THE LAST TWO PARAGRAPHS THO-

LETTER FROM THE EDITOR A Hundred Years of Attitude April 15, 2010

A hundred years is plenty of time for a lot to happen in anything. Political powers change hands and change back again, cultural movements evolve into something completely different, whole empires rise and fall. And yet, this is somehow even truer for the world of fashion, one in which a constant state of changing attitudes is implied by the very term itself. For a hundred years, Mode Magazine has been a leader, an ambassador, a harbinger, an opponent of and a champion for shifts in the way our society sees itself, and our next issue is a celebration of that complicated legacy.

Of course, an institution like Mode cannot even pretend to the throne of molding the attitudes of culture if it were not full of attitude itself. And attitude is one thing Mode has always had in abundance. To be honest, sometimes I feel as though we at Mode pack a hundred years worth of it into one day, especially since my co-Editor-in-Chief, Wilhelmina Slater, came on the scene. Ah, but I kid...

...And yet, I don't -- the truth is, the field of fashion is one that is both fast and fierce, and sometimes you have to go through a hundred years worth of attitudes in a day to find the one that suits the precise pulse of our culture at that given point. It's an amazing and arduous process, but, to be even more honest, it's one for which I admit I am not a natural fit, one for which Wilhelmina is.

Since I've experienced so much attitude in my time at Mode, I'd like to posit an observation: One thing that is often lost in the changing of an attitude is the cause for that change. This is best understood when you consider attitudes on a personal level. I ask you, dear reader, to think back to a time when you experienced a major shift in your life. Was it an external change, something that happened outside of you, and forced a change of attitude to help you adapt to the future? Perhaps you saw a friend demonstrate a prowess that cast her in a new light. Heck, maybe it was as simple as your friend getting a makeover. Or perhaps that friend was undergoing her own life change, one in which she would no longer be present in your life, compelling you to make your own change to keep her in it, even if it were in a new context.

Just as important: Maybe the change was an internal one. Maybe you realized you were no longer interested in maintaining your status quo. Perhaps you wanted to try new challenges not only in your professional life, but also in your personal one. Or maybe one day something just changed inside you in the way you saw that good friend, causing you to want her to be more than, well, just a friend.

As you experience our One Hundred Years of Attitude Issue, I ask that you consider not only the attitudes themselves, but the causes that precipitated their change and coming to be. Often the changes in attitude that are the most powerful are rooted in causes that come from without and within. When that unusual synergy occurs, love is often the result. And take it from me: Love is the one attitude that never goes out of fashion. - Daniel Meade

@existential-labrador 💜

#ugly betty #daniel x betty #detty #america ferrera #eric mabius #DANIEL IS IN LOVE IT'S CANON

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murasaki-cha · 5 months

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A little book rant! I love dual pov in romance books! I love them so so so much!!

And I especially love them when there's a closed off love interest who doesn't really emote much!

Because we go to character A (main character) and we see things from their perspective. They might do something stupid. They might be doing the most normal thing ever. They might be doing something very romantic. Heck they might be just breathing. And they look at character B and they're just standing there looking blankly, or looking grumpy, at most they might have a small smile.

AND THAN WE GET TO CHARACTER B POV!! AND THEY ARE JUST SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE!! LIKE THEY ARE GOING AKSKLDKSNSLDKNSKSPSNSKSOKS! They are in fact this close👌 to crying because of the feelings character A is making them feel.

I go feral over this!!

If I have to give some excamples

I would say one of the greatest moments in my existence was when I was reading Assistant To The Villain and Evie kissed Trystan AND THAN IMMEDIATELY we jumped to Trystan's pov! I almost cried ngl. I freaking screamed for 3 minutes straight (on the inside because I was in public). Honestly it was hilarious going to Evie's pov and she's all "Oh my god I would kill for him, I can't let him figure me out" and than we go to Trystan's and he's all "Crap I'd kill for her I can't let her figure me out".

Wes isn't the type of love interest I described but the extra chapters from Better Than The Movies that were from his pov (The party, Liz's proposal, Basketball Night and their road trip chapters) might have completed my entire life. Might have been the missing piece of my soul. Might have given me a new purpose for living. Might have rewired my brain. Just might have.

A Thousand Heartbeats by Kiera Cass made me experience all the emotions THEY JUST LOVE EACH OTHER SO MUCH THOSE FREAKING IDIOTS!!

*punching a wall* AARON! FUCKING! WARNER'S! POV! CHAPTERS!!!!

I'm reading the Shepherd King duology and book 2, Two Twisted Crowns has 3 pov but 2 of those are between the main character and her love interest in the first book so it counts (also this series is amazing please read it!!!)

I rescently read The Brightest Light of Sunshine by Lisina Coney, NA romance with an age gap, and it was so so cute and touching and when you read their povs you could tell they both were in love with each other from the begining but they were too stubborn to admit it to themselves! Again the love interest isn't really the type that I described but still they're idiots and he constantly fangirls over her so yeah.

Butcher and Blackbird gets a special mention because I love them! Idiots! Bafoons! Dumbasses in love! Both of them just go asjjskdjdd over each other tho so into the list it goes. God I'm eating this audiobook up like Rowan ate that beef niçoise (iykyk)!!!

Some very specific NA hockey player books and book series. I have needs.

I have to mention Defy The Night, I have to. I have yet to finish Defend The Dawn so shush don't tell me anything. Though I loved the dual pov there less about the romance and more when it came to presenting the current situation of the kingdom from both perspectives of the Royals and the Wilds. So it doesn't really fit with what this post is about but I just wanted to mention it because I really liked this book

And if I had to pick one book that I wish would have a dual pov...... Red White And Royal Blue. Even if Henry's inner monologue would have been a long string of "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKK I'M SO GAY I'M SO SO SO BLOODY GAY!!!!!". I'd pay good money for that actually

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wickerfox · 3 months

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HELLO YES ITS ME IM COPY PASTING THE THING HERE:

YOU JUST MADE THE CHILD IN ME BLOOM. THE QUESTION LIST (THIS IS THE FIRST TIME IM SEEING THIS AU BUT GOD FORBID):

× Who's Hoodie

× Is it in the same time setting as MH

× Who PLAYS AS ALEX

× Did it start the same way as a dumb school film project?

× From what I understood Scar takes the role of Tim, is bro a chainsmoker too LMFAO.

× Is Grian canonically gay too

× Would it be a wild correct guess that Amy is Lizzie and Alex is Joel since yk based from obvious plot points?

(before I start, placing this disclaimer here at the top since I have friends who don't frequent mcyt and might get confused, but when I talk abt this au I'm specifically talking abt the characters, not the content creators themselves. Anyway)

SO IM GONNA GO AHEAD AND SHARE WHOSE WHO FIRST

Jay- Grian, it made the most sense in my head, but I actually flip flopped on this so many times bc he also works so well as Tim or Alex, but at some point I went "wait it's an au, we can see how the story changes with Grian as the protag" so Grian's the protag now

Tim/Masky- Scar, I'm a transparent desert duo enjoyer and had a similar flip flop with him as I did Grian bc he'd also work as Jay but I was halfway through that drawing and had a similar thought process to the one i had abt Grian

Brian/Hoodie- Jimmy, I wanted to keep the cast focused to life series and evo members and he made the most sense to me lore wise, especially with the idea that in this au he was one of the ones with the earliest exposure to The Watcher (bc I love Canary Curse symbolism)

Alex- This one was the toughest choice bc no matter what a fav is going to loose it. Good thing this based on the Life Series! As much as I Love the idea of Joel and Lizzie as Alex and Amy, I actually went with Martyn. Again, the character is pretty involved with the Watcher Lore so it made the most sense as the character that is arguably most effected by it. (Although for a brief moment I considered Mumbo Jumbo bc,,, how fucking funny would that be)

Jessica- Jessica's gotta be Pearl right? It makes the most sense for it to be Pearl, I don't even need reasoning for this it makes sense

Amy- So who's Amy then? Scott actually! He's not Martyn's boyfriend in this, he's just a really good friend of his who was super involved in the production. Also like in mh, he's Pearl's roommate.

Sarah- Ren. Can't have a life series au featuring desert duo and not have some renchanting. Who else would be one of the leading actors in Martyn's short film?

Seth- Big B, again Evo connection made sense to me, and depending on your own personal theory on who the third person running the totheark account is, both Big B and Ren have interesting implications, even if both their rolls are p minor in this au

With the cast out of the way other questions !!!

It's set in a kind of nebulous time frame that's probably a little closer to present day, but it does still start with a student film project. When asked Why Martyn chose to use tapes he says something about wanting a more authentic feel to the film but in reality he just thought using tapes was a cool idea and doesn't want to admit that it's kind of impractical now.

In this au Scar doesn't smoke, but instead I like the headcannon that he just has boxes of candy/bubblegum cigarettes on him at all times. He'll pull one out, pause, and offer one to someone and when they say no he's just like "Okay, your loss" and watch as they get all confused when he starts unwrapping it asdfghkgkdjhfjsh

Is Grian gay in this au? Whose to say. (Real answer tho, I'm a notorious Jam shipper and while I'm not an active shipper when it comes to hermitcraft or the life series, I don't really mind it so the relationship is left kind of ambiguous)

But yes THANK YOU DO MUCH FOR GIVING ME A CHANCE TO TALK ABT THIS IVE BEEN RAMBLING TO MY FRIEND WHO DOESNT UNDERSTAND ANYTHING IVE BEEN SAYING FOR DAYS

#marble deserts #marble deserts au #marble hornets au #life series

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Do you think ur going to do a review or analysis of the live action? Because even tho i kinda liked it i think i have the same problem that you have with the characters, like zoro. It's weird bc i think that the characterization of the characters is kinda good, but also there's something laking, i think it's the removal of some core senes but honestly idk fully if it's that or something else. I know they had short time to adapt like 90 chapters, but i think the time they had would be better used if they didn't had the b plot be abt garp. Tho that's also not right, bc i think some of the scenes with the marines were fun? But in this case i think garp characterization is just not that great.

Idk its super weird bc i feel the world is really one piece and it was fun to watch but there's some things that are kinda :/

Okay uh, let me preface this by saying part of my degree had to do with adaptation - in terms of what it is and how it's really god damn hard. So this live action intrigues me not just as a one piece fan, but in terms of my studies, and I have no doubt my favourite teacher is getting a kick out of this as we speak lol.

If you don't want spoilers for ep 1, don't read under the cut. If you don't want to feel bummed out cause you super enjoyed the show, also don't read. I am analysing this in a very critical way because I was dead interested in how this was handled.

I have only watched one episode, I can only judge so far at the moment, so feel free to take this all with a grain of salt. There is indeed charm in this series! The only thing is, there's charm when it's trying to be itself exclusively, and it falls really flat when trying to replicate One Piece because...I didn't feel One Piece from this in any sense. Any 'faithful' shots I received felt like a cheap replica attempting to force some nostalgic emotion out of me with nothing earned.

And, from what I can see, that's the problem here. This series isn't sure how loyal it should really be, nor is it sure how much fidelity it should keep - but it's trying to remind me at every damn second "This IS One Piece, do you SEE One Piece?" And it's not just me saying this, the producers themselves admitted that they were TRYING to be loyal. A quote from them is;

“What we learned is the fans are expecting you to be true to the source material,” says executive producer Marty Adelstein, whose Tomorrow Studios produced “Cowboy Bebop” for Netflix before embarking on “One Piece....As we read the comments, it was always, ‘Well, they didn’t do this character the same as this and that.’ … It really taught us a lot of what we needed to do with this one.” “It became everyone’s goal to make sure that when you looked at the show, you thought this was a live-action version of the manga that just felt like another feather in the legacy of Oda,” (source)

So here's my question here, to myself and One Piece fans - did you FEEL like you were watching a 1:1 version of these characters? Did these characters FEEL like themselves instead of being TOLD they're apparently themselves?

Of course, it's an adaptation! It's supposed to be different! But this statement directly contradicts that, and so does everything else. After all they apparently hired Oda to 'check off' on it, they used the Japanese VAs for the Japanese audio version of it, they even have the manga/anime version of Luffy sitting there in the One Piece logo - constantly reminding me OF the original no matter what I do.

So with all these comments, and with all these decisions, what else to expect but "Oh, so they're planning to stay loyal and not deviate from the original? This is clearly their goal."

And that's where the problem ensues for me, because they try DESPERATELY to ham fist in original source material, they really want me to point at the screen and go "JUST LIKE THE MANGA!", but they're not going all in on it and, as such, the changes become increasingly obvious that this ISN'T the same. Because, if you only have a BIT of Zoro's character implemented from the original, but not ALL of it, what else am I to see but a bastardised version of the original here?

This script does this thing where it's giving me beats of Zoro, but not all of Zoro, and suddenly I'm left with a guy who's a weird, bizarro version of Zoro. He's not quite original enough to feel like his own being, and he's not quite loyal enough to feel like the original. And of course, it's not just Zoro, but it's this way for the other characters too.

The 'loyalty' the producers are talking about, and the lesson they've seem to have learnt here is; "We need to unnaturally shove in as much fidelity as we can in an exposition-dump, so we can get it out of the way, make everyone feel like we're respecting the source, and get on to the original scenes that add nothing but a laugh."

And...it's a shame! It's weird to say this series would, so far, be better if they weren't TRYING to replicate One Piece's energy, but from everything I am seeing, it's clearly what they are trying to do. This show has charm when it has its OWN charm, but cutting from a fun little original scene to an exposition dump of lore is so incredibly jarring I don't even really know what to make of it.

For example, we were shown Zoro being tied up to a pole. We are going to point at it and go "I remember that!" but then...the whole reasoning is different, the motives are different, and...the time is all different? In all respect, this series is doing what Disney live actions are doing, where they are giving me MORE scenes with LESS information - and due to seemingly TRYING to be loyal, it feels like the original scenes are fun, but a waste of time due to the exposition dumps being incredibly rushed and lacklustre.

In a complete ironic twist, their desperation to be loyal has them falling flat, so instead I'm seeing a hollow replica of what One Piece is - when it could've been an original live action that's trying to work on its strengths of BEING its own live action.

All in all, the first ep would've been fine if I turned my brain off, but I don't...watch One Piece to do that. I don't ever feel numbed by One Piece, and by all means I was given the expectation that this WOULD be the story RETOLD but with BIGGER action and LARGER characters because they just LOVE Oda and respect him SO MUCH!

But at the end of the day, for a first impression, I got another Netflix live action that COULD work on itself, but ultimately is making me appreciate the original a lot more. It's making me appreciate Oda's writing more, the Strawhat's original characters more, and the world more. It seems great as a digestible family show, which I'm sure is what Netflix wanted, but it's already got me feeling uneasy.

Of course, this could very well change the more I get through, and I'm very open to it, but the first episode in itself makes for a fascinating case study on the fidelity of anime live action adaptations.

And just in case anyone gets up in arms because there seems to be a weird forced positivity crusade on this series right now, Oda himself has said he intends to happily take criticism, because he knows it'll come from a place of love. This by no means is a disrespect to Oda, and is more a look in on how Netflix operates.

#ask #long post #i will tag this under #melon speaks #this is a brutally honest review of what the first ep alone has given me so like #if you don't WANT to see criticism of the series just don't read this please lmao #opla spoilers

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