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OBSESSED: SHOKO feat THE BOYS (FINALE)

A/N: Well, well, well. Oh how the tables have turned, dear reader. It’s not so easy — juggling two special grades and their personal physician…is it?

S/N: This is it. The pièce de résistance. I was…this is…NO ONE LOOK AT ME AFTER YOU READ THIS. No idea the word count. Long af, though.

C/W:….the trio is their own content warning lol. Mature. 18+, MDNI.

Part I, Part II.

Is this…a dream?

This must be what it feels like to hear Domain Expansion, Infinite Void.

White static coats Shoko’s brain. She’s breathing underwater. Thinking in molasses.

It’s a miracle her legs are working — they’re currently trailing behind you and the boys, back to her apartment.

Her eyes are working, too — they’re attached to the dress rippling and bouncing off your ass. Your hips are a hypnotic pendulum. Swinging back and forth.

Back and forth.

The tailwind from your strut is a bad actor.

Every so often teasing your cotton panties that won the lottery. Kissing up against your pretty petals. Riding along the plump curve of your mounds. Accentuating the intoxicating swell of your hips.

It’s paralyzing.

You are paralyzing.

Satoru’s hand is curled around the back of your neck. His azure glow is so pristine, so bright it refracts off your gorgeous cheekbones. Dampening his Limitless and intensifying his Six Eyes.

Because the first to taste a meal is usually one’s eyes…right?

Shoko can nearly hear the depravity ringing between Satoru’s ears.

Then there’s Suguru.

An arm is draped around your waist, capturing and releasing the hem of your dress every few seconds. Mindless movements. His sniper-like gaze focused on the apartment door at the end of the hall.

Cool. Calm. Collected.

One would think, if you don’t know Suguru well enough.

His normally, perfectly repressed cursed energy surrounds him. Flickering into the air like campfire embers just waiting for the next gust of wind to erupt. Amethyst and graphite swarm around her best friend — the only indicator of his disintegrating self-control.

20 steps left until she is expected to produce door keys. The only thing standing between everyone and you.

This is it.

This is the moment. The one chance you get at ‘doing it right this time.’

15 steps.

There are no more wishes granted. No more genies stuffed into bottles, or whatever. This is it.

10 steps.

Get your shit together, Ieiri.

Do not squander this on the sidelines.

Shoko wires around the three of you. Stepping ahead to slot the frivolous piece of aluminum standing between her and her wet dream.

The apartment door flies open. Satoru’s hand moves on autopilot — deepening his grip around your neck.

His conscious brain recedes. Triple distilled, unadulterated need moves in like a tropical storm.

Silky strands of your hair plaited in his fingers.

Wide, warm eyes locked into his.

Tiny slit in those pouty, siren lips of yours.

He will dismantle you. Piece by fucking piece.

Until you’re a babbling, sobbing brook beneath his fingers. Apologizing for being such a cocktease.

“Satoru…?”

There’s a change in your voice.

Fear? Nerves?

Prey finally realizing who is next on the menu?

Satoru is staring. Fully aware of how disarming his eyes can be. Born with godlike vision and somehow the only thing he can see in the room is you.

His greed is a threat to National Security. DEFCON Level 1.

His mouth ghosts yours. Barely registering Suguru encasing you from behind. Trailing his palms along your thighs.

“Safe word, princess.” Satoru maps every ridge, every teeth indent on that gorgeous bottom lip.

“For when you need to tap out.” Suguru augments Satoru’s command. Gentle nip at the tip of your ear and you moan. Bitten back and clipped.

“Such pretty sounds,” Shoko’s voice is distant. Breathy. Coated in Cabernet.

“I..don’t—”

Satoru slices your protest in half. Rolling your bottom lip under his teeth. Biting and licking his way across your pout. At the same time Suguru drops his mouth to your pulse point.

“Don’t what, sweetheart?” Suguru murmurs into your neck. A filthy fucking whine escapes your lips and Satoru’s fingers go to your nipple.

Hard. Pert and neglected. Desperate for attention.

Just like you.

The way you’re panting into Satoru’s mouth. Listless and loose, bending into Suguru’s presence behind you.

“He gave you an order, baby.” Suguru’s smile is so tender. Almost torturous against your oversensitive skin.

“Don’t…ah..don’t need a safe word.”

A weak declaration against Satoru’s kiss. Earning yourself a sharp twist of your sensitive buds. And gifting him a kitten squeal that makes his cock twitch.

“Ohhhh Suguru, Shoko. We have a brat on our hands.” He muses, hovering his lips over yours. Satoru pets the steel rod between his legs. Already dewy with his arousal.

You are so beautiful, trying to resist their coordinated touch. The sound of Suguru’s large hand palming your ass reverberates throughout the room.

“I’ll teach her some manners.”

Suguru’s voice trails down your spine. Slow and sickly sweet. Like maple sap dripping down tree bark mid spring. He caresses the hot sting from his spanking.

“I—I have manners.” Voice as small as your frame engulfed between the 6’3 counterparts.

“I won’t ask again, princess.” Satoru tilts your chin up to meet his gaze. And Suguru continues sucking kisses into your neck, marking his territory.

“Uh..mmm..god, S—“ Your eyes flutter closed. An earnest attempt to stay present. And not settle into the fuzzy, warm submission they are baiting you into.

“Safe word, now.”

“B—um. Blue? Blue.” Your resolve is about as rigid as cotton.

“Blue?”

“Well that’s not fair.”

Shoko and Suguru’s incredulous reactions intertwine with Satoru’s smug chuckle. A dusty rose high on your cheeks.

You know why you chose Blue. Everyone else does, too.

“Blue, huh?” Satoru presses a soft kiss on your lips.

“To match me? Noted, baby.”

Shoko melts into her couch. Her heartbeat rattles around her skull. With short, ineffective breaths that taste like full bodied red wine. Wet heat surges around her lace thong.

The way you’re writhing between her best friends’ hands is sinful.

Gazing up at Satoru like he is Vincent Van Gogh and the Starry Night above you is the product of his paintbrush.

Incoherent as if Suguru’s fingers put the Sun to bed. Whimpering his name like a prayer.

Adorable, girl.

God isn’t going to save you here.

The pads of Shoko’s cool fingers nearly sizzle against her puffy pleasure point. Slick coating her with just one, two, three long stripes against her sticky folds.

“God...fuck..bring her to me.” The grit in Shoko’s tone scrapes along her voice box. Matching the aggressive pace of her fingers against her needy cunt.

The boys lock gazes with their third. Cavalier smile tugging against Satoru’s lips. Suguru’s brow touches his hairline.

Ladies, first.

“You heard her.” Satoru snakes your arms around his neck and hoists you around his waist in one fluid motion.

“S—sato—“ He bullies his tongue back into your mouth. No more protesting, gorgeous.

Slow steps towards Shoko, so he can drink from your well. A sweet, delectable spell dripping from your lips. And if Satoru doesn’t wake up tomorrow morning after eating your forbidden fruit, then so be it.

Suguru lets himself watch you from a short distance.

His hand can’t stop rubbing his cock. Shamelessly tugging his heavy rod. Burning your little expressions into his mind’s safe. The way your eyebrows come together at the center whenever Satoru bites your bottom lip. Your desperate grabs for air against his relentless kiss.

“Hi, pretty.” Shoko drawls the moment Satoru settles you down on her lap. Her thigh digs into your soaked, gummy core. Glazing her skin with your drool.

“Hi, Sho.” Still panting from Satoru’s embrace. So fragile. A harsh breeze could shatter you to stardust. And Shoko pulsates around nothing.

One hand is firm on your hip. The other tracing mindless shapes on your chest. Leaving a poetic cascade of goosebumps in her wake.

Reflexively, you go to caress Shoko’s shoulders only to be caught by Satoru’s enormous grip. Whipping both of your wrists behind your back. While his other hand toys with the erection straining against his pants.

“She didn’t give you permission to touch, did she princess?” He drops his tone into the shell of your ear.

“Oh, I—“

“Manners, gorgeous.” A gentle reminder in between smearing kisses along your neck. Shoko hooks her index finger along your neckline. One tug and your mouth-watering tits come into full view.

“Fucking, hell.”

“God, baby.”

“Perfect…fucking perfect.”

Satoru, Suguru and Shoko’s praises crash into one another. God took his time with you. Sculpting a fucking masterpiece.

To be praised.

To be worshipped.

To be taken.

Used.

Filled.

“Shoko. I want to hear her.”

Suguru’s command is guttural. Fist snug around the base of his cock. Shameless about the tears of precum falling down his shaft.

Shoko’s fingers work their way down to your pulsing clit. You preen into her touch. Pretty, tiny gasps against her cheek.

“Let it out, baby.” Shoko coos into your ear. Thumbing little circles around your clit.

You bury your face into her neck. Delicious ache swelling between your legs. Grinding along her slender thigh. Honey seeping around your clothed cunt.

“S—sho, mmnngh..fuck..” Desperation fans Shoko’s neck. Bucking your hips with your hands restrained.

“There she is.”

Suguru’s fist slams to his hilt. Now close enough to cup your perky mound. Rippling and bouncing with every jolt. Feathering his finger over your pebbled bud.

The sudden touch and velvet voice above you drags your gaze upward.

And Suguru nearly cums in his hand right then and there.

Misty eyes, drool covered lips. Breathy pants. Angelic features rewritten by lust.

“Suguru?”

“Such a good girl. Keep fucking her thigh like that, baby.”

Throaty praise in return. Suguru rips his hand away from his angry length. Staving off his finish.

Not yet.

They’re not remotely close to being done with you yet.

“She’s so responsive.” Satoru chimes in. Releasing his grip on your wrists.

Your hands fly to Shoko’s face. Melding your mouth with hers. Leaking precious sounds, from your lips and your sopping wet core. His hand kneads your neglected breast, pinching your nipple every so often.

Satoru and Suguru palming at your tits. Shoko fucking your mouth with her tongue. You humping Shoko’s leg like a dog in heat.

It’s too much.

Wave after wave of pleasure crashes into your groin. You nestle into the crook of her neck. Grasping at her thick, brunette locks.

“S-sho, I’m close, I’m—mmgh..”

“It’s okay pretty,” Shoko husks. Her thumb at a perfect rhythm and pressure.

“You can cum, baby.” Suguru rasps, tugging at your nipple at the same time Satoru smacks the supple flesh he was petting.

“Oh fuck oh fuck—“

The delicious sting from their touches sends you over the edge. And the wire seated deep in your stomach snaps. Hips stuttering to an abrupt stop.

The room stills. Satoru, Suguru and Shoko studying your micro movements through your peak. So quiet that the walls have to lean in to hear you and your lovers breathing.

Six eyes laser into your body. Everyone’s appetite for you simultaneously tripling.

Satoru swipes the back of his hand across his mouth. Subconsciously aware of the pool of saliva forming. His manhood mirroring the trail of drool running down his mouth.

He’s always been a fan of dessert.

“I need to taste you.”

“And I need a front row seat.” Shoko nibbles at your cheek.

Satoru lifts and spins you around on Shoko’s lap in a matter of seconds. You, still gummy and compliant from your orgasm spread your legs weakly over Shoko. Earning you a chorus of praise from your lust-drunk lovers.

He drops to his knees. His blushing, weeping tip in hand. Pushing your sodden panties to the side. While Shoko cradles your thigh in her hand, holding you open for her best friend.

Your rose blooms in front of him. Dewy with your slick. Candied scent holding all of Satoru’s senses hostage.

“Look at how pretty, she is.” He breezes against your swollen pearl. Your petals quiver, and his dick leaks.

“S—Satoru..please.”

Satoru’s head is spinning. Entirely drunk off of the sight of you like this. Choking back his own pathetic groans.

His tongue licks a long stripe up your ripe folds. And your taste pollenates his mind for an eternity. An addict with his chosen vice.

Your hands magnet to his snowy halo. The melody you sing from his kisses and licks could sink any ship. Echoing in Satoru’s and Shoko’s groin.

Shoko is in a complete haze. Molesting herself numb at the way you undulate against Satoru’s eager tongue. Pitiful little mewls that are worthy of a platinum record.

“Feeling good, gorgeous?” Shoko eggs you on. Quickly sinking into her own threatened orgasm.

“Y—yes..mmgh so..god..” Paper thin squeals from your lips.

Crystals line your eyes in response to Satoru’s tongue fucking in and out of your pussy. Suckling your clit. Figures of 8, and 8 and 8 again until your mind is mush.

Except Suguru refuses to let you get lost at Satoru’s sea. He grips a handful of your hair, whipping your head in his direction.

Both you and Shoko tilt up to see Suguru’s driveling manhood at your eye level. Veiny, heavy. So clearly abused by his hand. Volcanic eruption in his hooded gaze.

“Hands on my cock, baby.”

Barely above a whisper, but somehow your body recognizes his authority.

And you seem genuinely shocked by your visceral obedience. Immediate acquiescence to Surguru’s will.

An approving grin teases Suguru’s lips. Your hands are comically small wrapped around his length.

God, he could split you in half.

Heavy eyelids from Satoru’s agonizing touch, you’re mystical. Gazing into Suguru’s eyes like his soul is nothing but an appetizer. Yours to swallow, digest, play with.

“Ask nicely.” Suguru grunts, as your eyes rake over his leaky cockhead. Longing for a taste.

Satoru and Shoko come to a hush. Her fingers slow. Satoru forces himself off of your folds. Somehow knowing the next words to roll off your tongue will shift their brain chemistry, permanently.

Palatial lashes fan your utterly fucked-out gaze. Swollen lips millimeters away from Suguru’s blunt tip.

“May I suck your cock, please?”

Filthy-nasty-dirty-fucking-vulgar noises fill the room, while you swirl Suguru’s cum covered head around your tongue.

“Fuck. Your lips baby.” He hisses, his hips piston into your pretty, accepting mouth.

“So messy, princess.” Satoru murmurs into your swollen cunt, slipping his fingers past your tight ringlet.

Beautiful gurgles around Suguru’s shaft. Crystalline streams of spit glazing your puffy tits.

You buck into Satoru at a similar, haphazard pace that he strokes his thick rod. Shoko sinks her teeth into your shoulder.

“G-gonna c..gonna—“ high pitched, broken warnings spill from your lips. Just as a blinding wave of electricity surges down Shoko’s legs — curling her pedicure inward.

“Come on, pretty girl. Cum for me.”

Suguru’s decadent baritone sends both you and Shoko over the hot edge. A cacophony of huffs and whines, coating the walls in your shared ecstasy. Spraying your essence all over Satoru’s face.

He’s slow to stand. Savoring remnants of your peak. He and Suguru exchange sordid glances. Sharing the same thought.

Pretty little doll.

Loose limbed and spent in Shoko’s lap. Hair mused. So deeply entrenched into sub space you’ll need to sleep it off of to come to your senses.

A work of art, you are.

But not quite broken, yet.

“It’s our turn now, little one.” Deep and measured. Thick with want. Suguru lifts you by your arms off of Shoko’s lap.

His back lays flush against the couch. You straddle his muscular lap. Satoru stands directly behind you.

Suguru’s manhood is rigid. You’d have to impale yourself on him to get any closer. Similarly, Satoru’s length makes itself very present along the curve of your spine.

“Look at me.” Satoru’s throaty demand comes from above your head.

Obedience is the only language you can currently speak, so you tilt back. Soaking in the celestial boy behind you. Closer to God than Man, from this vantage point.

“You want to taste yourself, baby?”

A rhetorical question from Satoru, but you still bobble your head in an eager yes.

“Such a desperate little puppy, aren’t you?” Suguru mocks you, taking one of your puffy nipples into his mouth.

“She is.”

Satoru affirms in between spearing your mouth with his warm muscle. Kissing the breath directly from your lungs until you’re air hungry and clawing at his neck. Leaving red streaks on his pale skin.

Shoko has since poured herself another glass of red wine. Settling herself on the long arm of her couch.

‘Far enough to drown into her own spiral. Close enough to register everything they do to you in the the most permanent part of her mind.’

Dèjá Vu.

But this lifetime? This reiteration of events? It’s fucking sublime.

Shoko’s lips curl into a cheshire smile against the rim of her glass. Hedonistic on every single level known to man and she wouldn’t have it any another way.

Her eyes flicker down to where Suguru’s hands are eclipsing your hips. And Satoru’s hands are cradled into the small of your waist. Hovering you over Suguru’s cock. The weapon of mass destruction that it is.

“Suguru…Suguru it won’t…” Beautiful little panic ascending in pitch.

“It won’t, what baby?” He teases. Eyes fixed on you like the apex predator he is.

Crimson erupts from the tip of your nose to the tips of your ears. Fluttering away from his quicksand gaze.

“What’s the matter, pretty? Don’t tell me you think you can’t handle—“

“I can handle it—I can…handle it.” You cut Satoru’s taunt down, convincing absolutely no one in the room— including yourself.

But the shred of pride you have left comes forward. Bracing your hands on Suguru’s flexed shoulders. Digging little crescent moons into his olive skin.

He can barely bite back the groan in his throat when your wet heat drags along his cockhead.

Twitching around your opening.

Feigning for entry.

“Go ahead, little one.”

“You can do it, baby.”

“Oh FUCK..GOD.” Your volume is nothing in comparison to the fire incinerating your plush walls. Stretching your womanhood in a way that’s ungodly.

Suguru is blinding.

Flashing lights. Black spots in the visual field. Floaters everywhere kind of blinding. The prior encouragement from your lovers did nothing to soften his blow.

Knowing this would be the result of you trying to work his inhuman length inside yourself, Suguru buries himself in one side of your neck. Satoru mirrors his action on the other side.

Gentle adoration. Tender kisses. Light caresses to dull the pain.

“Such a good girl.”

“I knew you could take it, princess.”

“You’re doing so well for me, pretty girl.”

Suguru rocks his hips in a slow, dreamy pace. Back and forth. Encouraging your body to reset around him. And the pressure. The delicious fucking fullness from his cock is mind numbing.

“R—ready.”

Barely loud enough to register. But Suguru could hear your red blood cells colliding with one another in your veins if you keep him next to you long enough.

“Eyes on me when I’m inside you, sweetheart.”

“Yes sir.”

The smile on his lips is no where near as tantalizing as the smile in his crushed velvet eyes.

And for a moment that is going to be on cinematic repeat in everyone’s mind — Suguru thrusts into you like a man trying to repopulate earth. Never once letting you break his eye-contact.

Melodic sounds of bodies smacking together ring throughout the room. Beautiful ripples of flesh, like soft waves during low tide. Your wet sex colliding with his. Him locking you into place because nothing else exists at this moment.

Both Satoru and Shoko’s jaws are slack. Satoru can’t even bring himself to stroke his length thrashing wildly in his hands.

This is hypnotizing.

A motion picture worthy of an Oscar.

You can feel Suguru recreating the shape of your soul. With each thrust. Deliberate. Deep. Ensuring that he will be a part of you, permanently.

“God, ngh Su—fuck..purple..” unintelligible words, incoherent sounds. You’re grasping at rescue from this pleasure.

“Hah..” Suguru’s serrated breaths kiss your lips. “Try again.”

“Suguru, please. I’m cu—I’m pink..pink.”

“Wrong color, princess.” Satoru’s husks above you. Tears of his thick cum streaming steady down his shaft.

Suguru’s bucks into you relentlessly now. Chasing the high you both are riding. Shredding what consciousness you have left. Not that you wanted it, not that you needed it.

“Fuck.”

Suguru’s hips come to a screeching halt. Floating over Shoko’s cushion. Painting your warm walls with his seed. With you filling his lap with your dew. Delirious, choppy intakes of air between your lips and his.

Momentarily forgetting your audience, you instinctively fall into his chest. Every single muscle in your body, suddenly without tone.

Satoru’s mouth is ajar.

Still not completely comprehending the fact that he just came — hands free — watching his best friend rail the conscious mind out of you.

“Blanket, Satoru.” Shoko quietly nudges from her position on the couch.

She can’t blame him for being stunned in place. Her mind is still reeling at the dessert her eyes just feasted on.

“Come here, baby.” Suguru murmurs. Working himself out of you, while Satoru drapes you in Shoko’s throw.

“Thank you.” A tiny chuckle escapes your lips. Cozying into Suguru’s arms. They should be proud of your manners.

And as if you said your cheeky thought out loud, your three lovers break into soft laughter.

“Wait here.” Satoru presses a chaste kiss to your damp forehead. Disappearing into Shoko’s bathroom a moment after.

A small sigh of relief tumbles out of her when she hears the familiar sound of bath water running.

Satoru must’ve done this before. Once or twice.

Suguru, too.

Judging by the way he’s whispering sweet affirmations in your ear. Lulling you to sleep. In his warm, safe embrace.

She’s never seen her friend like this.

“Girls! Bath time!” Satoru beckons from the bathroom.

His voice rustles you out of your post coital daze. Nestling deeper into the crook of Suguru’s neck. Shoko watches the way his eyes rest on your flushed face; stroking his hand along your arm. Intermittently pressing kisses along your hairline.

An enchanting, glass doll they were so eager to shatter just a moment ago.

“Ready, baby?”

Suguru murmurs into your ear. And Shoko just knows he’s hoping for a no. Silently praying for more time with you, pliant in his arms like this.

“Mmhm.” Your puffy lips curl up into a sleepy smile. Glossy-eyed, when you finally pull your heavy lids open.

Suguru’s breath catches in his throat.

Shoko’s heart rattles around its bony cage.

How do you do this?

How do you make it so easy to trip and fall so hopelessly in love with you with a bat of an eyelash?

“…I get it guys, but the water will get cold. And that would be a shame. Because this bath is, perfect.”

Satoru teases from the bedroom doorway. Startling Shoko and Suguru out of the trance you unintentionally put them in.

“You don’t have to carry me!” A half-protest bubbles from your lips when Suguru stands with you wrapped up in Shoko’s favorite blanket.

“Shhh, let me do this sweet girl.” He coos, for your ears only. Navigating around Satoru’s lean stature.

Shoko follows closely behind him, itching for her alone time with you.

“You’re going to let her feet touch the ground, Suguru?!”

Her sarcasm is followed by light-hearted laughter settling around your bodies.

The four of you in tandem like a world class orchestra. Shoko is already lamenting waking up from this dream.

“Not if I can help it.” Suguru sets you down on the kitchen sink. Nudging enough space for his muscular hips between your legs.

He cradles your chin in his hand. Taking as many butterfly kisses as you’ll allow.

“Mmm, goodnight, Suguru.”

His name rolls sweet and soft off of your tongue. Like a dark chocolate truffle, and suddenly Shoko wishes her name was Suguru.

Satoru does too. Judging by the way he yanks his counterpart away from you. His eyes caress your face before his hand does.

“How are you feeling, princess?”

Hushed and saccharine. Doting. As if a decibel too loud is akin to Hollow Purple. Circling his fingers around your thighs.

How foreign.

Shoko can almost taste Satoru’s concern. Attentive in a way that’s inconceivable.

From her vantage point, she watches you ensnare Satoru in those big, helpless doe eyes. Tempting him to fuck the living daylight out of you (again) but also handle you like a butterfly with a broken wing.

“Just a bit worn out, pretty boy.” Said with a dreamy little laugh. And Satoru would chase your voice into the clouds if he could.

He drapes your arms around his neck and you’re putty in his hands.

“Don’t look at me like that, baby.” He grazes the corner of your lips with his. A dull, insistent ache welling between Shoko’s legs.

You’re irresistible like this.

“Unless you want us to wear you out, again.”

“Satoru!” Your tiny, ineffectual fists slam against Satoru’s pecs. Making the trio even more fond of you.

Their muse.

“Alright boys, I can take it from here.”

Unhurried but finite, Shoko shoos her best friends out of the bathroom. Not before Satoru can steal one last kiss from your swollen lips.

In a matter of minutes Shoko is settled in a sea of warm, eucalyptus bubbles. The light sheen of essential oil grazing her skin, still glimmering with remnants of love-making.

Her eyes ride the dips and swells of your alluring lines.

Balmy skin decorated with lust-drunk imprints from Satoru, Suguru and herself. Hand prints. Tiny crescent moons from fingernails. Ellipses of bite marks. A kaleidoscope of red, blue, deep purple. Living, breathing residue of the desperation — the need — you so easily draw from them.

“Such a pretty girl.”

You flush under Shoko’s praise. Newly stroked desire bubbling in the back of her throat. You’re so full of averted gazes and warmed cheeks. Twiddling your thumbs. Tentatively shifting a few paces away from the bathtub.

So shy, now. It’s adorable.

“Come here, baby.” Shoko curls her fingers inward.

“Okay.” Your response high and thin. Feet moving without resistance.

Obedient little doll.

Shoko’s wet dreams couldn’t even come up with a vision this decadent. You’re an oil painting. Soft on the hands, even softer on the eyes.

You nestle in the warm waters between Shokos legs. Her nipples pebble against your supple flesh. Resting the back of your head on her chest. A lock-in-key fit.

Comfortable, serene quiet sheaths the room around you. And Shoko is soaring.

“I like you like this.” She presses a small kiss against your temple.

“Like what?” You whisper.

Shoko’s hands travel up your navel, cupping your sensitive tits. You arch into her touch. Kitten mewls escape you. So responsive.

“Soft.” Your nipples stiffen between her thumb and index finger.

“Vulnerable…a little broken.” Shoko continues. Catching your needy gaze. Pupils blown to full moons. She hovers her lips over yours. Already parted, hanging open. Ready to receive.

“Shoko.”

Such a beautiful, pitiful little whine. Tilting your chin up, chasing Shoko’s lips. But she maintains the minimal distance. Instead, kneading your mounds. Drawing a gorgeous melody of whimpers; squirming beneath her ministrations.

“I like being the one to put your pieces back together,” Shoko teases, dropping her tone. And you draw her in like a moth to flame.

Shoko’s lips slot into yours with ease. Puzzle pieces meant to fit. She swipes her tongue over yours. Nibbles along your puffy bottom lip.

You’re delicious.

And panting, when Shoko finally pulls away. Aurora borealis in your eyes. Sparkling. Expansive.

And even though you are putty in her hands right now. Docile and pliant, hanging on every brush of a finger, every kiss. Shoko is falling.

Free falling.

Without a safety stop in sight.

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the-blind-assassin-12 · 4 months

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Change of Plans

A/N: Although I am SEVERAL days late at this point, this is a gift for @something-tofightfor - HAPPY BIRTHDAY, RACHAEL! I hope your day was all that you wanted it to be, and that this year is the best fucking one yet. I so badly wanted this to be done in time, but you know me. Anywho, I love your guts and I hope you enjoy this chaotic little cake I whipped up with the help of one of your favorite cowboys.

Word count: 4k

Warnings: listen, don't do what Reader does here. Other than that... just some language. It's very tame. But don't do it.

Summary: Jack is there on business. You're there for pleasure.

He noticed you right away.

Sitting in the waiting area near gate A-7, right leg crossed over your left and an open book in one hand, you caught his eye -

Well hello, gorgeous.

- and he had to repeatedly free his focus from your direction, reminding himself why he was at the airport in the first place.

Damn it, Agent, you’ve got a job to do.

You turned the page of the book you were reading, letting out a sigh and stretching your neck, and Jack adjusted his position on the barstool he occupied so that he was forced to change his line of sight. He cleared his throat, lifting his glass to his lips and taking a sip. The bold, smoky flavor of the deep amber whiskey coated his tongue, and by the time he swallowed he was back on his task.

He’d been sent to locate and detain a known associate of a crime boss that Statesman was attempting to bring down. Intel gathered from Agents assigned to the case suggested that the associate - a mid level player who occasionally dealt in black market weapons - would be traveling through Louisville on his way to meet with the mysterious and nefarious man they knew only as The Gatekeeper. The current theory was that The Gatekeeper was operating out of San Francisco - or more specifically, out of a secret underwater lair that was built into one of the foundational structures of the Golden Gate Bridge, hence his nickname. But Statesman had been unable to confirm that yet. Catching up with the Gatekeeper’s gun runner was their best bet when it came to pinning down his location for sure, and since he had the most experience with facial recognition and planting trackers, the assignment had gone to Agent Whiskey.

So let’s find this shit kicker and get on with it so I can get on with… He resisted the urge to turn back in your direction.

Setting his glass down on the cork coaster it was served to him on, he brought his newly emptied hand up to tap the arm of his gold wire glasses. At the touch of his fingertip, the stealth lens screens activated, and he used them to scan the faces of the people moving through the terminal. So far none had hit as a match for the Gatekeeper’s associate, but since the man was clever enough to book himself tickets on multiple flights that day to make it harder for anyone who might be looking to follow him, Jack had to keep checking until he either found his target or the last of those flights had taken off.

I’ll find him. Soon as he shows up I’ll-

But Jack didn’t even need to finish the thought, because his lenses detected the person he’d been waiting for before he could. Just as he was about to get up from his seat and position himself to intercept his target, though, he saw something else flash across his lenses.

Mission directive has changed. Do not detain. Intel from Kingsman suggests associate may also be working with Golden Circle remnants in Canada. New directive is only to place the tracker and not to pursue until we know for sure who he is meeting. Agents in Vancouver and San Francisco have been put on alert and will be activated as needed.

Jack blinked twice to acknowledge Ginger’s message, then used the movement of his eyes to send a question in response.

Received. Return to HQ?

He had his jet on standby there at the airport in the event that he needed to abscond with The Gatekeeper’s man, and he assumed that since that was no longer necessary, Champ and Ginger would want him to come back and await further information. Keeping one eye on his target, he used the other to read the new message that flashed across his lens, finding it to be a surprise.

Negative. Don’t want to risk the chance of counter tracking. Take the Pony somewhere for a few days first. Vegas or Denver are preferable but Mexico City is also available.

Well, shoot. Looks like I’m takin’ a vacation. My favorite kind of mission.

Ginger had listed cities where Statesman owned properties that were reserved for off duty use - for when Agents had to lay low for a while, or for when they needed a safe place to recover from injuries sustained in the line of duty. There were several more located around the world, but judging by the selection that was presented to him, they wanted him to stay close enough to either have him back in Kentucky in a matter of hours, or send him to California or British Columbia in a pinch when the intel on who the associate was meeting with came back.

Received. Target inbound. Contact when directive complete.

With that, he lifted his finger up to tap the arm of his glasses once more, the screens deactivating so that he could remove them, folding them for safe storage in the inner pocket of his jacket. In a turn of luck, his mark headed straight for the bar he was seated at and sat down two stools over. He showed no signs of having made Jack for a secret operative, not even bothering to look in his direction as he ordered a drink from the bartender.

Perfect.

Jack’s grin was imperceptible as he used his thumb and pointer finger to pull one of the small “buttons” from the cuff of his jacket sleeve. Flattening it with a tight pinch, he dropped the bio-tracker into his own beverage and watched as it dissolved into the liquid. It finished just as the bartender placed a rocks glass of whiskey on a coaster in front of Jack’s target. He waited for the other man to take a sip, and then he closed the distance, scooting over one stool so that he was right next to him, and then he greeted the man with a jovial tone.

“Did my ears deceive me just now, or did I hear you order the Statesman 12 year, my friend?” Jack pointed to the other man’s glass while holding his own.

The other man turned to face Jack, a semi-scowl on his face, his annoyance over being addressed by a seemingly drunken stranger as a “friend” clearly written in gray-green eyes. “What?” He glanced down at Jack’s glass and then at his own. “Oh.” He grunted and gave Jack a nod before taking another sip of his drink. “Yeah. You drinking the same, I take it?” He arched one eyebrow and turned back to face the television screen behind the bar without waiting for the answer to the question he’d just asked.

“Smoothest bourbon there is.” Jack held up his glass, inspecting the contents. To anyone else’s eye - even the man beside him - it would appear as though he were simply appreciating the way the overhead lights streaked through the rich amber liquid. In truth, he was making sure that the button-turned-tracker had been completely infused into the drink. Seeing that it was, he glanced over and caught his mark with his own glass midway to his lips once more.

Slow down there, son, leave some for our toast.

Reaching for the man’s elbow, he stopped him from draining the last of his beverage. “How about we both raise our glasses to good taste and safe travels?”

The other man jerked his arm away as though he’d been burned, the motion accompanied by a deeply frustrated sigh. Checking his watch, he rolled his eyes and shook his head at Jack. “Sure Fine. Just make it quick, I have a flight to catch.”

As he presented his glass for the toast, Jack aggressively clinked the rim of his against it - with just enough force so that some of his drink had sloshed into the other man’s glass without him noticing. “Quick it is. Safe travels.”

“Uh huh.” The sketch of a scowl was back as the man nodded again, knocking back the remainder of his drink, including the tracker. “Same to you.” With that, he slapped a fifty on the bar and left his empty glass, on his way to whatever gate would take him to whatever scumbag was waiting for him.

The Gatekeeper or the Golden Circle… or whoever the fuck else. We’ll know soon enough.

Taking his glasses back out of his pocket, Jack unfolded them and put them back on his face. With a tap of his finger the one-way screens hidden in the lenses activated again, and through a series of blinks and subtle eye movements, he sent confirmation of his mission back to Ginger Ale.

Tracker planted. Target in motion.

Before he got a response, though, he was distracted by a voice coming from over his shoulder. “Excuse me? Is anyone sitting there?”

He turned towards the speaker and his eyes widened, lips lifting into a slight grin when he saw that it was you.

Hot damn, she’s even prettier up close.

His grin grew at your sudden, small intake of breath when your eyes met. “All yours.” Using one hand, he pulled the stool out for you as Ginger’s message started to scroll across his field of vision.

You muttered a thank you as you chewed your lower lip. “You didn’t have to-”

Well done Agent Whiskey. The tracker is live and we are following its movement. Which location did you select?

“Now darlin’, what kind of gentleman would I be if I only did what I had to do?” He smiled, covertly answering Ginger’s question.

Not sure yet. Stay tuned.

You let out a sound that was almost a laugh, shrugging. “You’d be like most gentlemen I’ve known, I guess.”

Agent, we need to know-

Jack brought his hand up and tapped the side of his glasses, closing the communication screen and letting Ginger’s message go unfinished. It wasn’t the first time he’d done it and it wouldn’t be the last. He always eventually got back to her and never made her wait too long. But his focus had been drawn to you all afternoon, and now that you were sitting directly beside him, he wasn’t going to rush the interaction he’d been putting off for hours.

“Then allow me to introduce to you a different kind.” He reached up and swept his hat from his head, laying it on the bartop, and extended his free hand to you. “Jack Daniels.”

– – –

15 Minutes Earlier…

You checked your watch with a sigh, noting that you still had a little under an hour before you’d be called for boarding.

It’s fine. That means I can start another chapter now. You rolled your eyes. I’ll need a new book for the flight home at this rate, though.

It was one of those flights that didn’t make sense - with a 4 hour layover in a city that was completely out of the way of your destination. But that was why you’d been able to find tickets for only $48 each way, less than three days out. Things at work had been hectic, and you weren’t sure if you were going to be able to get the time off until the very last minute. So even though it certainly wouldn’t have been your first choice if you’d been able to book it months ago when the trip was first brought up, you were perfectly content to take the unnecessary stopover in Louisville on your way to Las Vegas.

Doesn’t hurt when the people watching prospects are this interesting, either.

You glanced over at the nearby bar and the astoundingly attractive man seated there who’d snagged your attention as soon as he arrived. He, like a handful of others in the terminal, wore a dark felted Stetson But unlike most, it suited him. As did his perfectly tailored suit and-

Oh, fuck, he’s wearing glasses now. And they look damn good on him, too.

You cleared your throat and forced your thoughts back to your trip and your reason for taking the less than desirable layover. Even though it meant spending hours alone in an airport, you were excited, because it also meant being able to see several of your friends who lived far away, and being able to celebrate your birthday with them. Well, not just your birthday. The trip was meant to be a group celebration to make up for the fact that you hadn’t all been able to get together for a birthday in years. Since there happened to be two of you who had birthdays in January, that was the month that was chosen. But the dates that were settled on had included your actual birthday smack dab in the middle of them, and you were looking forward to having something fun to do with people you missed.

Which was why you groaned as you read the notification that popped up on your phone regarding the flight status.

Delayed - Mechanical Issues

“Fuck.” You muttered under your breath, closing the airline app and tapping your phone screen to open the group chat so you could fill the others in on your situation. Before you finished typing though, your phone vibrated in your hand and a picture popped up of two of your friends - Jess and Maddy - both wearing ear to ear smiles at Harry Reid International, the text from Jess simply reading two words followed by several exclamation marks: We’re here!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kayla chimed in next, responding with an emphatic YAY! and sending a screenshot of her GPS, showing that she was just under 2 hours out. Be there so soon!

Nat still had her phone on airplane mode since she’d only taken off from LAX about an hour earlier, so you didn’t bother waiting for an update from her before you finished typing your own.

Bad news, my flight out of Louisville is delayed. :( Mechanical issues… No idea when I’ll be there now, but I’ll keep you all posted.

You sent the message and tucked your phone into the outer pocket of your bag as disappointment set in. As it was, the rest of your friends were already supposed to arrive half a day before you. But now, it was looking like you were going to miss out on the entire first day of the trip.

Or more.

Frowning at the thought, you tried not to let yourself get too upset until you had a better idea of your situation. You told yourself that it could be something quick and easy to remedy - maybe you’d only have to wait one more hour. Maybe less. Either way, you decided that since half of the group was already there, it meant that the vacation had unofficially started, and it was time you treated yourself to a drink.

And if I know Jess and Maddy, they’re doing the same right now.

You picked up your bag, slinging the strap over your shoulder, and headed towards the bar. It was moderately crowded, only a few stools left vacant scattered here and between other travelers. But as you got closer you noticed that the man you’d caught yourself spending more time watching than any of the others was still seated there - and that the seat beside him had just become empty.

Perfect timing.

That confidence lasted only until the man spun at the sound of your voice, and seeing him up close had nearly knocked the breath from your lungs.

Oh, shit. He’s-

By the time he’d given you his name along with his hand to shake, you’d noticed things about him that you hadn’t from across the room. Like the flecks of tan and gold that lightened his dark brown eyes, the distinct bow of his upper lip beneath his mustache and how it rested against the plush pillow of the lower one, the way you couldn’t see a stitch of leather on him aside from his boots, but the smell of it - along with bergamot - clung to him and made him even more appealing.

You swallowed, his warm hand wrapping around yours and squeezing as you managed to tell him your name. “It’s nice to meet you, Jack.”

Without letting go of your hand or releasing your eyes from the lock his own had on them, he repeated your name back to you, the sound of it making your face grow warm. “Pleasure’s all mine, I promise you.”

When he winked as he withdrew his hand, you knew you were screwed. You ordered yourself a drink - something local, a bourbon you’d not seen before called Statesman - and Jack, though approving of your choice, simply asked for a glass of water. As you brought the glass to your lips, another thought popped into your head.

But am I really screwed, though? Because… he seems just as interested as I am.

Over the next half hour, you and Jack made small talk and subtly flirted in smirks and glances. You asked him what brought him to the airport that day, to which he’d answered:

“Had some business here earlier. But that’s done, so the rest of my evening is completely free.”

You shook your head at that, taking another sip of your drink. Damn that’s good. “Don’t you have a flight to catch?”

At that, he grinned and spread his large hands wide. “Ah, well, that is one of the perks of being my own pilot.” He raised one eyebrow and leaned towards you. “I can leave whenever I choose.”

Okay, I wasn’t expecting that. That definitely makes him even more attractive somehow, though.

You mouthed the word wow and let out a stunted laugh as you reached into your bag to retrieve your phone. Some time had passed and you were hoping that there would be another notification about the status of your delayed flight. “That must be nice.” You groaned as you saw that there was nothing new from the airline, and several texts from your friends expressing their dismay over your travel woes. Shaking the phone in your hand, you sighed. “I’m here on a layover that got delayed and the rest of my friends are already in Vegas.” Looking over at him, you wet your lips with your tongue. “I’d love to be able to just… hop in and take off whenever I wanted to.”

– – –

Well, shit. Did she just say Vegas?

Clearing his throat, Jack reached up to tap the arm of his glasses. Several missed messages came through at once, all from Ginger, but he blinked them away as he spoke. “Well, I know we’ve only just met, and I’m not trying to make any suggestions-” Though I could. “- But I happen to be going to Sin City myself tonight.” He had to contain his grin at the flash in your eyes as he used the nickname for the gambling town. “I’d be more than happy to take you with me.”

Destination selected. Las Vegas, Nevada, USA.

You sucked in a breath at his proposition, and though he knew you were likely considering saying no, he hoped you’d say yes. “I… Jack, I couldn’t ask you to-”

“You’re not. I’m askin’. I’ll show you my license and everything to prove that I’m legit, but darlin’, I wouldn’t offer if I didn’t want to.” He tilted his head towards the window. “No tellin’ how long they’ll need to fix that bird, and if your friends are already there…” He trailed off and shrugged, returning his gaze to you. “My jet is fully fueled and ready to go. I could get you there so you don’t have to miss out too much. More than you already have, I mean.”

He could practically hear Ginger’s reply when it came through, but he fought the urge to let out a snort as he read it.

IT’S ABOUT TIME, AGENT. Make sure your friend buckles up. We’ll contact you when you can return to HQ.

You bit your lower lip again, and he couldn’t help but watch the way your teeth dug into your flesh. “I…” He saw the rest of your protest dissolve the same way the tracker had earlier, your eyes shifting from skeptical to excited until that’s all he saw in them. You laughed, then, lifting your hand and holding up one finger. “Alright. I’ll… yes. I’ll take you up on it. But on one condition.”

Received. Will await contact. Over.

Jack reached up to tap his glasses before removing them and stowing them in his pocket. He leaned in closer to you, concentrating on the quirk of your lips and the mixture of impulse and instinct in your eyes. “Let’s hear it.”

“You let me buy you a drink once we get there.” You said it over the rim of your glass as you finished the last of it, eyes on him as you swallowed.

An excuse to go out with a beautiful woman? That’s the condition?

Jack flashed you a smile. “I think those terms are more than agreeable, ma’am.”

– – –

What the fuck am I doing?

You half laughed at yourself, but at the same time there was something about Jack that made you feel like you could trust him. You were aware that that could be a danger in and of itself, but your gut told you he was a good man, and you had always felt that you were a good and accurate judge of character.

How’s it any different from meeting a guy and getting in his car with him? It’s not, really.

It was, and you knew it was, but you hadn’t been wrong yet. And as much as you wanted to get to Vegas to see your friends, you also found yourself wanting more time to get to know Jack. He was offering you the chance to do both of those things, and even though you were looking for one, you couldn’t find a downside.

Pulling out your phone, you opened the group chat and sent one text before switching it to airplane mode.

Change of plans. Met a (really good looking) pilot who was on his way to Vegas and offered me a ride. Sending a screenshot of his license number in case I go missing hahaha. Just kidding. I’ll be fine. See you soon!

You knew what they’d say when they saw your message.

Jess would likely just send a thumbs up - or possibly a photo of herself giving a thumbs up.

Maddy would emphasize your message and respond with something like Okay but don’t die!

Kayla’s message would be a more whimsical reaction like Jesus take the wheel! (Wait do planes have wheels?) or Life is short, take rides from hot pilots when you can with the peace sign emoji.

And Nat would send advice from several documentaries and podcasts she’d seen or listened to, about what to do if you were being abducted.

You laughed to yourself again at the entire situation.

“Alright, Jack.” You hopped down from your stool and picked up your bag. “I’m ready when you are.”

He stood, taking his hat from the bartop and placing it on his head. “No time like the present.” Running his hands over his clothes, he smoothed out his suit jacket. “Follow me, darlin’. And give me that.” He pointed his chin towards your bag. “I’m a gentleman, remember? Where would my manners be if I let a lady carry her own bags?”

You shook your head with a smile and handed over your carry-on, leaving you with only your purse. “I don’t know. You’re teaching me about gentlemen, remember?”

You knew when you saw his eyes darken that you’d made the right call.

“Oh, sugar. I remember. Few hours to Vegas. Plenty of time for me to teach you things.” With that he started walking and you were left to follow, slightly stunned at the implications in his tone and in his words.

This is definitely going to be a trip to remember, that’s for sure.

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Fountain of Change

James wasn't what you would necessarily call not good-looking. He had some muscles and he was generally cute to most. James' height was normal and his endowment was proportionate. Nothing too extravagant that made people want him. Generally, his self confidence was good, but the constant rejection by handsome guys in the country made him feel belittled. He wanted to be more and feel accepted in this toxic culture that is our society. this caused major depression is James' life. But what can he do? As much as he can gym and bulk, some things are out of anyone's control.

A friend mentioned that he should attempt to find the Fountain of Change. It had life-changing properties that can alter reality itself. The fountain will only reveal itself to those who truly want it and will work only once, so the desire must be absolute

James figured why not, let's give it a try. He prepared himself for the adventure. Just in case, prayed for guidance and set himself up for disappointment. Through hours and hours of searching the forest, he was going to give up until... He appeared.

Another guy that apparently was searching for the fountain. But he was everything James wanted to be. Buff, good-looking, and the ultimate package of all things awesome. His charismatic charm was enticing him to follow behind.

Eventually their distance distance grew, but James knew he was close when the water on the ground starting to shimmer with that hint of magic. Soon was lost where was that gorgeous man, but he found what he was searching for. The water glowed with magic. The atmosphere was light and free. Anything felt possible here.

Immediately shedding his clothing, eager with energy. Dipped his toes in. It felt inviting. Not long after, he fully stepped in and let his semi naked body absorb the water. It felt great.

The temperature was just right and it made feel so comfortable. Wondering if the legends were true and he pondered about all the things he wanted to become. Off to the side, the gorgeous guy that James saw beforehand, stepped into the water as well. And all his thoughts turned lustful while being focused on his Adonis bod.

Some triggered and instantly, James started to doze off. His head went underwater, but he realized that he didn't drown. As unconscious as he was, his body was changing. Gradually his body started to inflate with new muscle. His biceps and triceps expanding with newfound size as his back and chest started to broaden. Even his thighs and calves began to thicken significantly by the second. His upper body continued to broaden and expand, two mounds pecs grew in, and through relation causing his waist to grow thicker and his legs longer. But not as thick and long as his cock was going to be. Within a second, his cock inflated, going from an average 4 inch cock to an impressive 8 incher with some added girth and heavy balls to top it off. The level of testosterone was building within him to match the level of energy he was prepared to handle. James' body absorbed everything of the unknown man. His face changed to a cross between the two men, which made him both cute and handsome.

It was like something awoke within him as he rose from the water. Instinctively, James flexed his body only to reveal all the changes. Still sensitive as he explored his new body. He released a fresh load into the pond as thank you. It had felt like the bursting of a thousand suns relieved from his balls. The feeling caused him to be at peace.

It felt normal to him. As if this body was always his. The memories felt genuine and nothing was out of place. He continued to flex his new body, exerting a sense of dominance. Reality shifted around him, causing everyone he knew to remember him as his current self. The unknown guy seemingly ceased to exist as James' absolute desire was stronger. A fresh new start that he knew he deserved.

Wherever he went, he couldn't stop flexing and showing off his body. Life had just started again and everyone wanted a piece of him. James couldn't wait to spread his alpha seed as his newfound energy causes his testosterone and stamina to rise. He was limitless. The world was truly his and we are just living in it.

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queerpumpkinnn · 2 years

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For Halloween:

Merman!Finnick Odair meeting the reader but like dark merman who drags them down with them into the ocean or like keeps them in a sea cave with only an underwater entrance… idk if this is how to do requests but it’s an idea I’ve had for a few weeks

This is generally how people do requests, you're all good! I believe the term you're looking for might be siren. I am in love with this concept and I hope I did it justice. I made it so that he was the kind of merman that can transform because I really didn't want to write a fish penis. Hope you like it!

Kinktober 28th: Waterlogged

aka siren luring with Finnick Odair

0.6k words

Summary: The handsome siren you've had eyes for finally has you under his spell.

Pairing: Merman!Finnick Odair x gn!reader

Content warnings: Dubcon via magic, body parts are unspecified, swimming, Finnick is possessive, let me know if I missed anything

While reading, I recommend you listen to the altar is my hips - a Spotify playlist by me!

Your brain felt like it was floating around in the clouds, though in reality this was physically far from true. You were currently extremely far underwater, hidden in a cave, dangling your legs in the water from the ledge. Warm light flickered from the lamp in the corner, illuminating the walls in a dim orange glow. Finnick had no need of it, of course, his eyes were well adjusted to the darkness of the sea, but as yours were not he took the courtesy of bringing a few items down so that you would be comfortable upon your arrival.

Speaking of Finnick, you jumped a bit when you felt hands creep up from your ankles to your knees, resting there. Looking down you saw the charming smile of the charming man who had brought you down here in the first place. The water was rippling behind him and the soft figure of his tail waved up and down behind him, coming in and out of sight with a glint. His chin rested atop his hand, gazing up at you with eyes that would have pierced your soul if not for the impossibly loving look in them.

"You like it?"

You nodded, hand reaching to find his. "It's perfect."

Finnick's hands slid up and down your thighs a few times before resting them on either side of you, hoisting himself up so that his face was level with yours. "Isn't it? This way, I can have you all to myself."

With Finnick at this proximity, you really couldn't be blamed for kissing him like you did. He responded almost immediately, putting you in that warm, fuzzy place that seemed to consume you whenever you were around him. Everything you saw and felt was eerily soft, fluid almost. His aura was magnetic and he drew you in with his piercing gaze and smooth words. He was mesmerizing, tantalizing, enchanting. Your only hesitancy was in wondering why he chose you.

His eager movements had you holding onto his shoulders, exhilarated. Finnick seemed to engulf you, hovering over you. Somewhere along the line his tail had disappeared and replaced itself with defined, muscular legs that slid against yours as he crawled into a secure position above you.

"You're gorgeous, you know that?" The question brought a blush to your cheeks- though his hand stroking your hip, dangerously close to where you so desperately needed him could have also contributed.

"Finnick..." You breathed, barely able to form a coherent thought.

"Right here, sweet."

"I need you."

Before the words had even left your mouth, Finnick's hand snaked over the top of your thigh before finding purchase between your legs, slow movements drawing breathy moans from your lips; the sounds were music to Finnick's ears. Your mind felt empty, and yet it was overwhelmed by the feeling of Finnick's mouth on you, roaming your skin and claiming you with soft pricking of skin from his teeth.

"Keep making those pretty noises for me. Just like that, perfect. Just for me, too. All mine." His voice pushed you further and further to the edge, whispering sweet nothings and praises into your ear. "Mine, mine, mine..."

As the waves of pleasure became more intense and your high came barreling closer, you only had one thought:

Finnick was going to be the death of you.

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honeybeezgobzzzzz · 1 year

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𓃮 Even the Sun Influences the Tide: Chapter Ten

Even the Sun Influences the Tide: After the death of your foster brother, King T’Challa, you had spent much of your year of mourning in isolation. When your mother gathers you and your sister to end your mourning period, you encounter the newest threat to Wakanda: Namor. You don’t know what to think of Namor, but you do know one thing: he probably shouldn’t be making trips to see you at your beach hut.

Warnings: None.

To Note: Namor/K’uk’ulkan x Fem!Reader, I Tried To Make The Yucatec Maya & Xhosa Translations/Traditions As Accurate As I Can Get.

Word Count: ~2.0k

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He led you through the caves, surely heading deeper into the ground as the stone beneath your feet was gently sloped. K’uk’ulkan’s grasp in your own was strong and warm, emanating a level of comfort you hadn’t experienced in a long time. Then again, had you ever experience the grasp of someone who was privvy to your moments of intimacy? None that you could remember. It felt nice and you were more than happy to indulge. As you walked, you passed more murals, faded in color but still just as beautiful as the ones K’uk’ulkan was currently working on.

“How long have you been painting these?” You questioned, lifting your free hand and running your fingers along the faded paint in admiration. K’uk’ulkan’s eyes flickered to your face and he smiled, pleased that you were so interested in the paintings that depicted the history of his people.

“Several centuries,” He answered you, smile growing as your head snapped around and you stared at him. “I began in the early 1600s, when I was still a boy.” Why did you keep forgetting that he was much older than you?

“I keep forgetting how old you are,” You muttered weakly to yourself. It was way too easily to be convinced that he was in his thirties… beautiful muscled body aside. K’uk’ulkan chuckled again and squeezed your hand.

“I told you I age slowly, In k'iino’,” He reminded you, eyes trailing along your lush and painted lips. You felt a flush burn its way up your neck to your cheeks in reminder of the intimate kiss you had shared with him. Could you even call that a kiss? It was more like making out you had to point out to yourself, remembering the way his lips had urged yours open. It definitely wasn’t just a kiss when he had you pinned to the wall with his tongue tangled against yours, hungry and searching. You weren’t helping yourself thinking about it, and cleared your throat.

“Yeah, well, you don’t look over five hundred years old, K’uk’ulkan.” You softly spoke, running your tongue over your lip ring. “I don’t exactly look at you and think ‘slow aging mutant’.”

He hummed before looking down at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Then what do you think when you look at me, In reina,” K’uk’ulkan questioned, almost like he knew what had been brewing behind your eyes the last few weeks. You blinked at him, the flush in your cheeks getting even hotter, before you looked away, not knowing how to answer that. You didn’t have the confidence to straight up tell him how you felt. Tell him how spun up he made you. Emerging in a smaller cavern, you spotted gorgeous blue water that disappeared into a black underwater cave and redirected your attention there.

“Where does that cave lead to?” You asked, your eyes glancing at a few bulky scuba diving like suits off to the side. No, those suits weren’t for scuba diving, they were for something deeper. Much deeper. He knew exactly what you were doing, avoiding answering his question, distracting (or at least attempting to) him with something else. You were good at avoiding talking about your true feelings. He’d give you this one just this once, for he would hate to put anything but a smile upon your face this day.

“It leads to the gateway to Talokan,” K’uk’ulkan explained, bringing you to the edge of the pool. He placed a woven blanket on the rock at the edge, and helped you kneel down before joining you. “One day soon, I shall take you there so you may see our home with your own eyes.” Your brow crinkled together.

“Wouldn’t I die from the water pressure?” You aired out while K’uk’ulkan placed the bowl of seeds and petals between you. He had a knowing smile upon his lips but didn’t broach the topic further. Settling your eyes on the bowl, your head tilted as you reached for the bowl and took a handful of seeds and petals, letting them run through your fingers. “How exactly do we make our offer?”

“Don’t start overthinking things now, In k'iino’,” K’uk’ulkan teased, placing his hand over yours. You had a handful of the seed and petals within your grasp and he brought your joined hands to the water in front of you. Fingers slipped across the back of your hand and pushed between your own, indicating for you to open your fingers. You did and the seeds and petals slipped from your grasp, floating through the blue crystal water. There wasn’t much you were expecting from this, but your eyes widened when a glimmer of electric blue appeared around the individual offerings. Lurching forwards where you knelt, you watched as the glowing offerings disappeared into the dark depths.

“You didn’t spike that drink, did you?” You questioned weakly, your mind thinking back to the old traditions that your mother had taught you. You weren’t as resistant in your beliefs as Shuri was, but you still had trouble believing in the gods. Then again, you were sitting next to a man likened to one so perhaps you should be changing your view point.

“Your nation has Gods you worship, Talokan has theirs,” K’uk’ulkan replied with a sly smile. “But you know that, Y/N.” Of course you knew that, you were thinking about it right now, but seeing was believing and it was only the Black Panther who had the pleasure of experiencing Bast’s gift, of traveling to the spiritual plane.

“I do not have the ancestral blood,” You softly mentioned. “I am an outsider who will never truly experience the touch of Bast, no matter how much I wish for it. Sometimes it is hard to believe in something that you may never touch.” Taking another handful of seed and petals, you released them into the water and watched as they glowed, letting your fingers linger in the water. You were wistful for that touch of the Gods that you had been surrounded by most of your life, but never the honor of experiencing. “I hate how envious I have become.”

“You shouldn’t hate yourself, Y/N,” K’uk’ulkan told you, observing your face and seeing the underlying emotions boiling within your body. You may have been adopted into the royal family and treated like one, but you had always been an outsider. He reached up and traced one of the red lines running down your chin with his thumb. The paintings of his people fit you well. “You just haven’t found your way in the world.”

Pursing your lips, you ran your tongue over your new lip ring. Then you swirled your fingers through the water once last time and withdrew.

“Do you mind telling me about these marks, symbols?” You asked, eyes dropping to the red symbols painstakingly painted all over your body. “The women who did them were arguing over them for quite a while.”

K’uk’ulkan chuckled, knowing that his people had probably wanted to paint only the most honorable of marks upon your body, as were the traditions of his people long before they descended beneath the waves. He couldn’t help but reach up and trace one of the red lines running down your cheek, indicating your royal status.

“Painting of skin has long since been used within my people to signify ones status or role.” K’uk’ulkan explained, his thumb now migrating over your lower lip and stroking the piercing. “Red is for royalty and the lines on your face signify youth and beauty.” His mouth twitched at the corner when he felt heat blooming beneath your skin. You were always so modest about yourself, especially with the way you dressed and the way you portrayed yourself. “The rest of your markings, I am going to have to take a closer look,” Your eyes went round from the way he said that, so cheekily and with full confidence that he would be doing so later…. Which had your mind reeling and your flush burning with an incendiary flame. “From what I can guess I can imagine that they have put symbols of reverence and promise upon your delicate flesh, In reina. For they’ve never had the pleasure of tending to someone of your position.”

Which was what, exactly? An adopted commoner turned princess? Someone who was trying to bring peace?

Trying his best not to tease you about your embarrassment, K’uk’ulkan then went to explain the history behind your piercings.

“Piercings were worn by those of high social status,” He continued, looking at all the piercings you now had. His people certainly held you in high regard given all the jade you now wore. “They bestowed you with many gifts, as jade is a great symbol of wealth within Mayan culture.” K’uk’ulkan dropped his eyes to the betrothal necklace wrapped around your neck. “They compliment your necklace quite well, In reina.”

“I’ve done nothing to earn these gifts.”K’uk’ulkan’s eyebrow popped up and he smirked.

“If you had to earn these,” He brushed his fingers over your ear, admiring how the jade looked against your skin. “Then they wouldn’t be gifts.” You wanted to argue with him but knew that he was, technically, right. So you backed down with a huff and looked at the bowl once more.

“Do I need to do anything else?” You asked, getting back to business. K’uk’ulkan arched an eyebrow yet again, before offering his hand to you. You glanced at it before looking back up into his face, wordlessly taking the offered hand.

“Now it it is time we take care of you,” K’uk’ulkan spoke, pulling you to your feet. “I promised you food did I not?” Much to your embarrassment, your stomach decided to make a complaint and rumbled. Swearing in Xhosa, you felt a flush of heat run up your neck. K’uk’ulkan found your embarrassment adorable, but misplaced, what reason did you need to be embarrassed about? Was hunger not a natural occurrence?

Walking back to K’uk’ulkan’s painting cavern, he lead you to the shack where he was currently working on his latest mural and were met with the sight of a Talokanil woman fussing over a table spread that made your mouth water.

“Níib óolal, Eleuia,”(Thank you) K’uk’ulkan spoke, the women, Eleuia, bowed and made the hand sign.

“K’uk’ulkan, In reina,” She said softly before excusing herself. You watched her go before glancing at the food once more. It all looked lovingly home made, just like the spreads you used to enjoy with the Nana’s of the village you frequented when you slipped out of the citadel.

“Our people are eager to know if you like our food.” K’uk’ulkan explained, tugging you over to one of the chairs. You took a seat and looked closer at the food. “You can imagine that we cannot cook conventional meals you are used to in Talokan, but we do take pride in what we are able to cultivate.”

“Since I was taken in, I was taught that all food is sacred, especially that which is cultivated by hand.” You answered, taking a small piece of either a fruit or vegetable and eating it. There was a saline quality to it, but you found it enjoyable to eat, licking the juice that ran down the side of your hand. “You shouldn’t take what is given to you for granted, because someone else might not have the luxury of such easy access.”

“Your mother has instilled good values, Y/N, perhaps there is some hope on the surface.” You observed K’uk’ulkan, noting the pained anger within his eyes. You had no doubt what happened centuries ago still haunted him.

“It’s my belief that there is good everywhere, K’uk’ulkan,” You told him with a gentle look, wishing that you could erase the pain you saw. “But when you only focus on the bad, it becomes all you can see.” You and K’uk’ulkan stared at each other, and you chewed on your lip, playing with the lip ring. “Will you tell me more stories of your people? I’d like to learn more if you’ll allow it.”

K’uk’ulkan smiled at you, pleased at your interest and more than happy to tell you all the stories you wished to hear. As his yatan, you would benefit from knowing such stories and learning about the Talokan way of life. Even if you weren’t one of them quite yet.

“It would be my honor, In reina,”

Date Published: 5/7/23

Last Edit: 4/30/23

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my-corneroftheworld · 1 year

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Child without love

Summary: Namor finds a marine biologist with the powers to control water and deep knowledge of the sea and is intrigued.

Word count: 1,4k

Tags: no minors allowed, "water-bender" reader x Namor after the events from Wakanda forever, possessive Namor, mutant reader, asphyxiation, war, violence, harsh language, the usage of y/n, nausea, vomiting, pregnancy scare, afab reader

Ps. I seem to be back on track. As usual, I accept the constructive criticism below and I am grateful for your loving support :)

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Chapter 6

I began spending more time with him. Though it would always be during odd hours. Early mornings and late nights. I suppose a lot of his duties get in the way during the day and in all honesty, so do mine. Training is as rigorous as always, Namora has however complimented me at times now that I am capable of fighting underwater. Attuma and Izel were overjoyed about the courtship, constantly teasing whenever they get the opportunity. After asking Izel to formally start teaching me their language and culture she has been nothing but diligent. I have so much to learn and I am so grateful to have such a patient and kind person supporting me. I often tell her but she always tries to humble herself. Being here I feel a bit isolated and having someone who truly wants to get to know me and I them has made all the difference.

I went to his place to get ready, not that it would make any difference. Tonight is the first time I leave the cave. He asked me to come see Talokan and I jumped at the opportunity. Izel would often talk about its beauty and I feel I need to know what I am striving to protect. I can't control the water pressure for too long so he said I would have to use a suit so I won't accidentally die. A hand gently placed on my shoulder pulls me from my thoughts. I turned around and was greeted by the man who occupies most of my thoughts. He pulled me in quietly for a soft kiss to which I gladly participate.

"You look as beautiful as the moon, my love," he says in between breaths. I chuckle a bit, flattery unfortunately has very much an effect on me. I just hope I am not wrong to feel this comfortable to be in his arms.

"Thank you, but I guess you won't be seeing it for long as I am going to have to put on that submarine of a suit"

"Submarine?" he asks. I look at him confused until I remember he hasn't lived my life or is even from the surface world. I keep on forgetting that I am not home.

"It's those machines that people use to explore the sea levels that have high pressure" I clarify.

"Ah, of course, I have encountered a few. Never knew what they were called though" He looks into my eyes, searching. For what? I don't know. It's moments like these that make me wonder what he is thinking. If he really loves me or it's just another ploy to get me to stay. I suppose sometimes I search in his eyes too.

" Before we go down, I wanted to give you something," he says before handing me a chocker. It was gold lace and adorned with emerald green jewels. I can tell what kind they were but they were gorgeous.

"Thank you, you shouldn't have," I say before trying it on but the threads didn't want to comply with my instructions. I hear i small snicker then a "may I?" I embarrassingly nod and allow him to put it on.

"Thank you," He always tries to bring something for our meetings, pearls, and seashells and sometimes he would visit my old house to bring some of my books. For some reason, I'm always surprised when he does though, this amount of pampering isn't what I am used to I guess.

"Let's go then" he guides me out of the cabin and shows me to the suit at the pool's edge. I maneuver myself in luckily I manage to do without his help and on his we emerge ourselves in water. It felt strange not being able to feel it on my skin but somehow I could still feel it around me, reassuring me. He swam in front of me, looking back from time to time while I followed him. The sea got darker and darker as we moved away from the cave. After a short swim, he stopped and moved towards a circular stone head. He put his hands in the hole and put the ends of his palms together whiles stretchy out the rest of his hands. Suddenly a whirlpool appeared and he motioned me to get in with him so I did. The pool had a strong current. It became hard for me to move in this already stiff suit but I loved it. I've tried commanding a whirlpool but it took a lot of focus to even get a decent twirl. Seeing and feeling it around gave me chills and a whole new perspective on its power.

Once the whirlpool ceased I was surrounded by complete darkness, nothing but the light of my small flashlight attached to my helmet to give me consolidation. I drifted forward trying to spot him and saw a faint light coming from above a bolder and in that light a figure that I assumed to be his. When I reached the top and stood by his side I finally saw, the origin of this light was Talokan. It stood there in all its wonder amongst the dark blue sea. We swam towards it and I was struck by awe, It was majestic, everything from the quaint markets to the towering buildings. As we swam around the beautiful kingdom surrounded by busy people, I found him throwing little glances my way. He wasn't telling me but I know he was communicating his pride of his kingdom. It wasn't from a place of arrogance though but from of love. I smiled. I thought I understood before but now being here and seeing it, I completely understand the importance of protecting this place.

After spending hours there I was plagued by a sense of exhilaration and unease. I wanted to be there like fully emersed in the sea, touching the fruits from the market and the ground beneath my feet. I know one day I will but right now I'll have to be satisfied with just looking.

"Did you like it there?" he asked whiles drawing circles on my skin. We went to bed after the trip and I was so exhausted that I ended up not saying a word. I suppose it's a lot for me to process.

"Yes... I did. It was astonishing" he lets out a soft chuckle.

"Good... It is your home now" I looked at him and silence fell between us. It wasn't unwanted or awkward but comforting. Being in silence with him was my home in ways I cannot explain. Caressing each other seeking no more than each other's company is all I need. But somethings knawing at me and I don't what it is. We continue like this until I fall asleep.

Upon waking I realize he is not there. He probably left early for a meeting or something. I make my way toward my hut to change and prepare myself for training. I was walking along the pool when I felt it again, the uneasiness. But this time I realized what it was. Suddenly it came out, I barely had time to react before vomiting on the corner of the path. Izel saw and rushed towards me.

"Are you alright?" she asked concerningly

"I'm not sure" I rarely vomit or feel nausea even during my period. My period. It hasn't come yet. It could just be late, that happens at times.

"How many days has it been since I came here?"

"About 30 days. But why are you asking? Come inside so I can go get you some medicine." She pulled me to a hammock in my room and went. I might be but how can I check. Should I tell her my suspicions? No, I need to keep to myself until I know for certain. It might just be a fluke or the pressure of being underwater for as long as I have. She came back with tea and encouraged me to drink.

"It's good for you when you feel sick. Drink and I will tell Namora that you will not train today"

"Thank you" She smiles before leaving me once again to my thoughts. I have no clue what the hell I have gotten myself into.

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The Isle of the Plangent Mage (2021), by Donn Stroud, with illustrations by the always amazing David Hoskins. “Plangent,” by the way, means a loud, reverberating, often melancholy sound.

The first thing that struck me about this one is how big it seems, despite being the same number of pages as the other OSE modules. The underwater tower of the mage is just a portion of the small sandbox to explore — there is a nearby fishing village, the coastal caves, two lighthouses and the tower’s island. The 50-ish room underwater tower, full of mutants and musical puzzles, is definitely the centerpiece.

Why go to this nightmarish place (and it is horrible, though I won’t tell you what lurks inside)? Well, treasure. But also mystery! The mage and his musician wife have both recently disappeared. That’s a good reason to check things out. But then, there’s also the local ecosystem, which is definitely out of whack in a cursed kind of way. All of these are sufficient to encourage players to check the place out. Are they pressing enough to stay once they’ve seen some of the awfulness inside? I am not sure. It could have used a bit more space to add those extra hooks and flesh out the factions inside.

The art is fantastic. Hoskins rises to the challenge admirably, even in color (controversial opinion — the color its gorgeous and all, but I do think it diminishes the elegance of his line work). This space is deeply weird, like Annihilation-level weird, and Hoskins’ visuals lay an effective foundation for your imagination to build off. If you read through this adventure and still think “basic” equals “boring,” I don’t know what to tell you.

#RPG #TTRPG #Tabletop RPG #Roleplaying Game #D&D #dungeons & dragons #Old School Essentials #Advanced Fantasy #Necrotic Gnome #David Hoskins #Donn Stroud #Isle of the Plangent Mage

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zerm2v0hg · 10 months

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Thoughts on 'Skull Island' (2023)

So, I recently gave the Monsterverse's new 'Skull Island' series on Netflix a try, aaaaaaand...

I consider it time well-spent.

Some thoughts...

In terms of the human characters, this might be my favourite Monsterverse installment to date. The humans weren’t overacted, pretentious or melodramatic, nor were they two-dimensional, bland and overly-backgrounded like most of the main humans in the films I've seen so far often were. The 'Skull Island' humans were decently fleshed-out, sympathetic, empathetic (I think we can agree that Irene is a WAY more sympathetic maternal figure going about her goals in a questionable way than Emma Russell was). The writers didn't get overambitious when writing the series' humans, nor did the production/post-prod make them too secondary to the Titans' role.

I can imagine a lot of people are annoyed that Kong was backgrounded to a nearly 'G:2014'-level while we focused on the new characters, but me? I think it worked here better than it did in 'G:2014' because (a) Kong v. Kraken at the climax wasn't cut away from too much like Godzilla v. Mutos was, and (b) I think that committing a whole episode to Kong's past and his POV helped balance the overall human-monster narrative out, so that this series didn't feel TOO human-focused. And (c) the buildup to Kong's climactic fight in this series made the payoff feel all the more satisfying, compared to how one or two of the MV's more monster-focused films were a bit more spammy with monster fights from the first act at the cost of buildup and payoff. And after watching three very different MV films (and a Better Than Canon continuation fic, @hrodvitnon ;)), and now this series; something I've discovered about myself is that I'll take monster stories with characters that genuinely move me, and a balance of action; over monster-action-fests that have no satisfying story nor engaging characters behind them any day.

Speaking of which. Kong's past, man. Kong's past...

And Dog and Annie's tenderer moments kinda got to me too.

I was surprised and delighted by how emotive Kong was in the animation style. Had a total “did the monkey just talk” reaction to him doing an eye-rollat the start of the origin episode. :D The Kraken had a gorgeous design and was a vicious bastard who I loved seeing Kong beat the ever-living snot out of when the time finally came! :D :D Those ethereal shots of Cap seeing the Kraken glowing underwater in the first episode really harkened back to what made the Monsterverse in KotM so visually stunning. :O :O.

By far, this show is one of my favourite pieces of media the Monsterverse has churned out so far, and I'd really consider it a good choice if the MV were to really use this series as a model for storytelling and humans when going forward.

#monsterverse #tv #review #cartoon

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katemetalbard · 1 year

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Shadow of the Tomb Raider Frustrates Me

The most recent Tomb Raider trilogy of remakes/reboots/relaunches, who honestly cares at this point. They are immensely frustrating to me. They're engaging to play, they recreate and build on the exciting set pieces of things like Uncharted really well, their navigation is a bit floaty at times but mostly satisfying. And there are some design mishaps, this skill selection interface from Shadow of the Tomb Raider comes to mind:

They look gorgeous too. Beautiful environments, detailed character models where you can see their face muscles move. I never thought a video game character would give me hair envy, but Lara's hair with the Pure Hair technology flows in a bafflingly real way, specially underwater:

The challenge tombs, little micro cosmoses of navigational and logic puzzles are for the most part beautifully designed, each having their own personality and being able to build a unique atmosphere. The combat is chaotic but it flows nicely, being able to improvise throwables from environmental items let's you dictate the flow. So i'm throwing a lot of praise to these games despite the title of my post. So what's with it. Well, see, the individual elements are great, but the motivation for the player to move forward is non-existent. The stories these games tell are not engaging, they are dull, the characterization they build clashes with the gameplay, the characters are either boring, annoying or frustrating in how cliche they are. Even when the game does something cool and creative with the gameplay, like a flashback section where you play as a child Lara, and get to see how her passion for archaeology developed as a coping mechanism for her mother's death(told in a very not subtle but still good environmental way), and this could have been a cute, short little moment. But no, the game has to put it's terrible story forward, extending this sequence way past the point of interest, alongside one of the worst treatments of suicide for story advancement I've ever seen. Not to mention child Lara is a little fact spouting machine about all the artefacts in Croft manor, wondering how much awesome stuff the conquistadors must have seen -_-. The character banter is not that much better either. The villains are incredibly cliche, not to mention the game carries the villain from the 2nd game into the 3rd and tries to pull a "Maybe they're the good guys and this is Lara's fault!" which lasts for all of 5 seconds when you think about it at all. This is all compounded by the fact that the collectables are the absolute best pieces of writing the game has, Lara's voice actress actually sounding interested during those voice overs, and each set of collectable tells a self contained story that you gather while exploring a zone and it's tombs. But it's all so hard to care about when there's nothing driving you forward, specially since some skills and equipment are locked behind story progression, which is fine for a Metroidvania type exploration game, but when that story gives me intermittent narcolepsy, it makes the whole game experience worse by forcing me to drudge and advance through it.

I suppose all this rambling goes to show that no element of a game should be neglected. We shit on Call of Duty a lot, and rightfully so, but it's popcorn based, explosion filled extravaganza stories ARE written to give you a drive and purpose forward through solidly designed levels that keep the adrenalin pumping. Games are more than the sum of their parts, but none of those parts should be neglected.

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bzedan · 1 year

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2022 in (media) review

[Image description: A 3x3 grid of Garfield faces, the shadows across his face mimicking a grid of phases of the moon.]

Yes, yes, I do have a lot of monthly playlist music stats to share but also! I want to talk about other great media I enjoyed this year. I was tracking everything much more thoroughly as media review dumps on Patreon (this is before Comradery had locked posts) but that's kind of boring, actually! For both me and for you. So let's just look at the highlights - and graphs, I also have some data visuals, fun!!! That's fun.

This is a long post! I could have split it up but I'm not going to, sorry/not sorry. I like to talk about things I like (and I like to read about things others like, so I enjoy this bit of the year). But remember - there are graphs, so, I think worth it.

Movies

I've not been the best at recording what movies I've watched this year. To be fair to myself I half-watched many and I try to only write down those I watched purposefully. I saw a Tumblr tag game post that was "put your favourite movie this year into tags" but I couldn't pick just one. So here are the top handful of things watched for the first time this year, in no particular order:

Candyman (2021)

This was a great follow-up/sequel/successor to the original, which I love. Bonus nerd points in that Chase has documented some of the work that is seen in the art gallery.

Animal Kingdom (2010)

We started watching TNT's Animal Kingdom show ages back, it's a summer beach read of a show that ends up being about generational trauma and consequences, but is on the top level about heists and family. It ended this year and we finally watched the originating film, it is much the same themes but is less indulgent. Both Ben Mendelsohn and Shawn Hatosy are perfect casts for the character of Pope, and both are some of our favourite actors.

Shadow of the Vampire (2000)

Yes, I did partake in Dracula Dailyand in reading it remembered this film, which I finally watched after kind of wanting to watch it since it came out. I love meta stories! I love the casting! What a weird wonderful tale.

The Northman (2022)

I was hesitant to watch this much the same way I was hesitant to watch Eggers' previous film The Witch because the promotion for it didn't sell it to me. Where The Witch is funny, actually, The Northman is in truth a weird sad revenge tale, not a bombastic war thing. Also: Björk!

Nope (2022)

We got to see this at the drive-in and it is one of those movies that feels made for me, in a way. The creature design (John Dabri interview here)! The way we interact with animals! To look at cosmic horror and be like "I don't like that, thanks."

Bedrooms and Hallways (1998)

Full disclosure I watched this because I was looking into the filmography of a particular actor due to TV show brainrot and it was available on Hoopla. It's such a romp?! It's so very a British late-'90s rom-com with a really smashing cast. And also very much about identity and love and a particular vibe of being basically thirty.

Cyrano (2021)

It's a musical! (watch one of my fave songs here) It's a true-to-book adaptation, which means the ending is S-A-D. The cast is fabulous and I am grateful it finally got on VOD so I could watch it, as I'd been eyeing it since an announcement in 2021.

Favourite rewatches, whether they be something I watch with regularity or those seen for the first time in a decade-plus, in no particular order:

Manchurian Candidate (1962)

Remains gorgeous and tense and sad!

The Langoliers (1995)

I don't care if the monsters are corny I thought they were creepy then and I still do. What a concept! What is time!

Underwater (2020)

This underwater cosmic horror is almost a comfort watch at this point. I love!! Movies that are set in the confines of something in the depths of sea/space.

Willow (1988)

With the new show out, had to rewatch. Others might have been part of the Labyrinth/Legend divide of formative fantasy films but mine was Willow.

Velvet Goldmine (1998)

Another comfort watch, this one with my bff, who hadn't seen it before. It's such a key part of my DNA and it's a crime it is difficult to find.

Cruising (1980)

In looking up the year for this list I have learned it was a book first, so I'll have to look that up. This movie is heavy! I can't remember when I first watched it but I do keep returning to it.

Lathe of Heaven (1980)

This is a really fabulous adaptation of Ursula K. LeGuin's novel, and from public television, no less. I have a strong nostalgia for this story and it's one of those stories that underpin a lot of thought for me, so I rewatched it with Chase this year after he finished the book so we could enjoy it together.

Books

Did you know Storygraph does gorgeous little charts FOR you?! (if you're there I'm bzedan, as I am everywhere). According to Storygraph, I read 57 books this year, which would have been more if I hadn't had a very specific moratorium while reading The Locked Tomb series - Chase was reading them for the first time so I more or less read each book twice while he read them because I read too fast and he was also doing a lot of school reading. But also I sped through a LOT of Animorphs (finished the series) this year, which bulked the number.

I love that Storygraph charts ~moods~ it's such a vibe. Apparently, I read adventurous, emotional, dark and mysterious books the most. All the links for books here go to their Storygraph page, and for series, they link to informative pages.

[Image description: A pie chart of "Moods" of books read. The largest slices are: Adventerous, Emotional, Dark, Mysterious, Reflective. The thinnest slices are: Relaxing and Inspiring.]

This chart is very funny to me. Yes, I read one non-fiction book, it was Why Fish Don't Exist: A Story of Loss, Love, and the Hidden Order of Life by Lulu Miller, and it's great, big recommend.

[Image description: A pie chart of "Fiction/Nonfiction" of books read. Most of the pie is bright pink and labeled "Fiction (98%)." One very tiny slice says "Nonfiction (2%)."]

Storygraph has loads of other fun charts, but we'll have enough of those soon, so let me share my top five books this year that aren't from The Locked Tomb series:

Kitchen - Banana Yoshimoto with Megan Backus (Translator)

I’m very grateful a friend recommended this to me, what a sharp and full heart of a book it is. Loss and love and what we make of the two, mixed together with care.

City of Broken Magic Chronicles of Amicae #1 - Mirah Bolender

This entire trilogy, tbh, is CRIMINALLY under-read and represented. Think, magic rat catchers in a city that is straining under the restrictions of class. Found family, a great and fresh magic system, and characters that can be kind of dicks but you love them, the third book's ending made me CRY. And there is NOTHING on AO3 for it and I hate that I will have to make my own cake and eat it. I want several cakes.

The Route of Ice and Salt - José Luis Zárate with Poppy Z. Brite (Contributor), David Bowles (Translator), Silvia Moreno-Garcia (Contributor)

Whew, this is brutal and dark and angry and beautiful. So grateful it was translated into English. I talk about this take on Dracula a bit in this Tumblr post but here's the tl;dr - the sea is queer and haunted and free and it's so easy to be tempted even if you know it is your doom that tempts you.

A Most Wanted Man - John le Carré

This is a downer of a book but a good good thriller nonetheless. We then watched the film adaptation which was also very good and amazingly cast. It's a tense spy thriller! You either dig that or you don't, this one has some very depressing political twists to it.

Record of a Spaceborn Few Wayfarers #3 - Becky Chambers

Basically, everything Becky Chambers writes is gold and will fill you with hope and wonder even as it breaks your heart. Of the Wayfarers series, I think this one is my fave.

I read or finished three big YA or middle-reader (I have trouble distinguishing) series this year:

The Circle Reforged by Tamora Pierce, which continues the Magic Circle series into the pains of teenhood.

Animorphs (link goes to author-approved book downloads)by K.A. Applegate, which I will recommend forever, wow it is such a dark amazing funny, weird and gross series. They're fast reads too.

Making Out (now called The Islanders) which is like '90s high school soap TV, but books. Just candy and the candy I needed at a bad brain time.

In general big recommend of reading some books you loved or missed out on as a kid, they're so fast now to read and there is something comforting even about the sad ones.

I don't track the TV I watch as it tends to be deeply background stuff, or things watched over dinner, but there are some definite standouts. For the first three-quarters of the year, the bulk of my day job involved a lot of awareness of television and what was going on television and what would be going on television and tbh I got a bit sick of it (my job still involves TV awareness but to a far lesser degree, still a bit sick of it)

Anyway, the standouts:

Our Flag Means Death (HBO Max, 2022)

Listen, listen. This was a thrill to my heart to watch. If you follow my chatter at all across platforms then you are aware I fell into the fandom joy for this show. You may well have muted the word on Tumblr due to me. It's a queer show! There's a non-binary Latine character!! There is a definite feeling of a play/the theatre to it due to the folks who made it and I am a sap for that. It's silly AND sad. It's fun. It's about love and identity and it's worth checking out if you haven't.

Kevin Can F**k Himself (AMC, 2021-2022)

I honestly can't think of a series that so perfectly performs its story over two seasons. Yes! A lot of miniseries are a single season, but there is a definite front half and back half to this show's run and that is part of what makes it work.

The concept, as best summarised by the creator in this great interview, "What if you have, like, a sitcom, almost like Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, where the characters from Hamlet are on stage with Hamlet, and when they’re off, it’s those two talking to each other. What if it’s like that, but with a sitcom? Where, when the funny husband leaves, it’s suddenly very different, and it’s about the wife, and it looks like Breaking Bad or something?"

Yes! The main characters are grating and not perfect! I don't give a shit. Part of the thesis of this show is you shouldn't have to be an innocent to not be in an abusive relationship. Big CW in this show for gaslighting, btw. Handled well and whew the growth and changes of everybody's relationships across only sixteen episodes is a doozy. If you like dark, give this a try.

Bee and PuppyCat (Netflix, 2022)

I can't remember when I first saw Bee & Puppycat but I backed the hell out of the Kickstarter in 2014 and all of my device sounds are still the ones I got as a reward for doing so. The original run of the show was so weird and so good and so sweet and strange it rewired my DNA. I wanted more! But also I am patient, I know animation is hard and takes ages to make a thing let alone find a way to distribute and that just as it was worth waiting for the original full run to be finished it would be worth the wait for more. And it was! The sixteen "new" (some are remade versions of the original web series) episodes take a story I love and expand it, and don't skimp on the heartbreak or the goofiness. If you have any magical girl soft spots then watch this.

Also here's a list of shows I could go on about: Batwoman, Gordita Chronicles, FBoy Island, The 4400, Julia, Tokyo Vice, Derry Girls, Legendary, What We Do In The Shadows, Harley Quinn, Reservation Dogs, Corporate (rewatch), Rilakkuma & Karou, Gudetama, This Fool, Don't Hug Me I'm Scared.

Music

Okay now: I made a playlist every month this year as a new kind of focus method. In the first bit of the year, I made longer playlists, like 70+ songs, which is around 5-6 hours. This was nice but also it meant it was more difficult to hear the whole playlist over the workday, what with meetings. As the year went on my playlists tightened to like four hours, which is a perfect amount for me. Oh, but numbers:

[Image description: A bar chart of "Number of Songs vs. Month" with the bars in shades of pink-purple. January and April show the highest numbers, with August and December the lowest.]

The average is about 65 songs a playlist and the median is 64 (the mode is 61, so really my gut guess early in putting together these numbers of 60-65 was pretty spot-on). These "shorter" playlists also leave me free in the afternoon to listen to other playlists and albums, after morning focus.

My playlists consisted of 311 artists, across 468 albums and 723 songs.

[Image description: A hollow-centre pie chart of bands titled "QTY." The colours are a gradient of rainbow. The top artists are: Carly Rae Jepsen (11.1%), Britney Spears (8.6%), Boy Jr. (7.5%), Santigold (6.5%), Matt Berry (5%), and Oliver Tree (5%).]

Although initially, I was like "I won't repeat songs," I was also like immediately "but I need this song again." Five songs ended up on three monthly playlists each and 48 songs were on two monthly playlists each.

However! Of those dupes, some were actually originals and covers (well, one is just two covers). But I think those count. Same song, different vibe. I put together a round-up playlist of songs that I had 2+ times on monthly playlists. The dupes are:

'Suspended In Gaffa' - Kate Bush

'Suspended In Gaffa' - deer scout

'Wuthering Heights' - Kate Bush

'Wuthering Heights' - The Puppini Sisters

'How Soon Is Now?' - t.A.T.u.

'How Soon Is Now?' - Snake River Conspiracy

'Dancing In the Dark' - Bruce Springsteen

'Dancing In The Dark' - Hot Chip

They ended up hanging together really well, just added in order of when they were repeated (so, a song played in January and again in March would come before a song played in January and again in April).

Link to the 2022 Monthly Playlist Faves here, and tracklist below:

'Chartreuse' - Boy Jr.

'Warm Blood' - Carly Rae Jepsen

'Meet Me In The Middle' - Boy Jr.

'Coconut' - Harry Nilsson

'Hungry Like the Wolf - 2001 Remaster' - Duran Duran

'Mr. Brightside (Hyperpop Version)' - Boy Jr.

'If I'm Dancing' - Britney Spears

'Safety Dance' - Angel Olsen

'Man On The Moon' - Britney Spears

'These Days' - Nico

'Gloria' - Angel Olsen

'Private Show' - Britney Spears

'Forever Young' - Angel Olsen

'Boogie Feet (feat. Eagles of Death Metal)' - Kesha

'Narcissist, Baby' - Boy Jr.

'Time Escaping' - Big Thief

'Jessie Don't Dance' - Jake Weary

'That's Not My Name' - The Ting Tings

'Suspended In Gaffa' - Kate Bush

'Suspended In Gaffa' - deer scout

'Wuthering Heights' - Kate Bush

'Wuthering Heights' - The Puppini Sisters

'Haunted House' - Sir Babygirl

'Wild Siberia' - Otyken

'Creep City' - Jake Shears

'I Knew You'd Remember' - Michael Yonkers

'Magic Man' - Heart

'Never Get Ahead' - Bobby Conn

'Do The Television' - Jake Shears

'How Soon Is Now?' - t.A.T.u.

'How Soon Is Now?' - Snake River Conspiracy

'No Guilt' - The Waitresses

'Don't Get 2 Close (2 My Fantasy)' - Ween

'Sister Christian' - Night Ranger

'Kinda Outta Luck' - Medusa

'Time of the Season' - The Zombies

'Chango' - Celia Cruz

'I've Been Waiting (w/ ILoveMakonnen & Fall Out Boy)' - Lil Peep

'To Love Somebody' - Bee Gees

'Good Times Roll' - The Cars

'Facility Girls' - Soft Cell

'Oranges and Lemons' - Book Of Love

'(Don't Fear) The Reaper' - Blue Öyster Cult

'All Night Long (All Night) - Single Version' - Lionel Richie

'Dancing In the Dark' - Bruce Springsteen

'Dancing In The Dark' - Hot Chip

'Oogum Boogum Song' - Brenton Wood

'You're Too Late' - Fantasy

'Lavender' - Oneida

'Parade' - Susumu Hirasawa

'And When I Die' - Peter, Paul and Mary

'Hey Sorry' - Boy Jr.

'Freak Out' - Miya Folick

'A Hit Pop Song From 2016' - Boy Jr.

'No One's There' - Anika

'So Low' - Matt Berry

If you made it this far wow, cheers and thank you! Please chatter to me about what you liked this year!

A version of this post was initially published in public Patreon and Comradery posts on December 31, 2022.

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7 Amazing Things to Do in Bali for an Endless Adventure.

Welcome to the paradise island of Bali, where adventure awaits at every turn. From pristine beaches to lush jungles, Bali offers a plethora of amazing experiences for every traveller. Begin your journey by exploring Bali's stunning coastline, where you can indulge in a variety of water sports such as surfing, snorkeling, and scuba diving. Dive into the crystal-clear waters and discover vibrant coral reefs teeming with exotic marine life. Venture inland to discover Bali's lush rainforests and towering volcanoes. Embark on a trekking adventure through rice terraces, dense forests, and cascading waterfalls. Immerse yourself in the natural beauty of Bali as you encounter hidden temples and breathtaking viewpoints along the way. Experience the rich culture and spirituality of Bali by participating in traditional ceremonies and rituals. Visit ancient temples such as Uluwatu and Tanah Lot, where you can witness mesmerizing sunset performances against the backdrop of the Indian Ocean. For adrenaline junkies, Bali offers thrilling activities such as white-water rafting, jungle swings, and zip-lining. Feel the rush as you soar through the treetops and navigate the rapids of Bali's rivers. Indulge your senses with Bali's vibrant culinary scene, where you can Savor delicious local dishes and exotic Flavors. From street food stalls to fine dining restaurants, Bali offers a gastronomic adventure like no other. With its endless array of adventures, Bali is truly a paradise for those seeking excitement and exploration.

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Conclusion

A Bali tour promises an endless adventure filled with unforgettable experiences. Whether you're seeking thrills in the waves or tranquility in the mountains, Bali has something for everyone. From exploring ancient temples to indulging in delicious cuisine, the island offers a diverse range of activities to suit all tastes and preferences. As you wrap up your Bali tour, take a moment to reflect on the beauty and magic of this tropical paradise. From the vibrant colours of the sunset to the serene sounds of nature, Bali captivates the senses and leaves a lasting impression on all who visit. Whether you're a seasoned traveller or embarking on your first adventure, Bali welcomes you with open arms and promises to exceed your expectations. So, pack your bags, set out on your Bali tour, and prepare to be amazed by the endless wonders that await you on this enchanting island. Also Read; Thailand tour package

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Ok, not to sound like a fandom old man about this (proceeds to sound like an old man) but I feel like over the years, as the game series grew, the RSE series just got... Really underappreciated as time went on, as younger generations came in on newer games and the like.

And I'm coming from a pov of someone who tends to stay on the outskirts and never got directly involved in the fandom, and the only memes I ever really became even remotely familiar with were things like 'u liek mudkip' and. Well. My least favorite, "Sinnoh Remake When", which has heavily affected how I understand the fandom, and why I bring this up now.

Full disclaimer, DPPt is a good game run, very fun, I enjoyed it and it introduced some of my favorites. And I fully understand how it's a darling for so many who started pokemon with one of those games. But if you didn't get to live the first 3 generations I don't think you understand just how revolutionary the RSE line, specifically Ruby and Sapphire, was at the time.

Because I started with the first games. Yellow, and Red. Gold, Silver and Crystal. But Ruby and Sapphire have always been my nostalgia games because despite not being my first pokemon game, they were a game of Firsts in a whole new eye-opening way.

Ruby and Sapphire was the first game in full technicolor, and the first game to have music that sounded like it was made with Actual Instruments. It introduced weather effects from your surroundings, and pokemon abilities and natures first made their debuts here. Double battles were introduced, revolutionizing pokemon battles in a fresh and exciting way, but so too were ways to play the game that Didn't revolve around battles. Pokemon contests and beauty stats, with ribbons and portraits to commemorate them, secret bases to decorate and personalize and make all your own.

These secret bases, along with tvs, also introduced fresh excitement when interacting with friends - you could trade records with each other so your exploits were televised in their games, and you could battle them anytime in their secret bases so long as you could find them (I spent many hours grinding pokemon to lv100 in a matter of days thanks to many op friend records saved to my file).

Diving underwater was also introduced at this time, and with it some of the most gorgeous scenery and music to date for underwater levels in this series (yes I'm biased but it really was incredibly serene for the graphics)

The rivals were the first to truly be friendly to the player. which - maybe is not entirely preferred for some; but after having Gary/Blue and Silver, rivals who ranged from aggressively competitive to downright hostile, was another fresh twist for the gameplay, to have Brendan/May to support you and help you along the way, or to have Wally test himself in battle with you, not to prove a point or beat you down, but to grow as a person himself and to cheer you on as you did the same.... it encouraged a sense of camraderie not seen before these games.

And then the plotline and villains? Mindblowing. This was the first time you fought an evil team that WASN'T Team Rocket, AND there were two of them that played a part no matter what game you picked? AND they actually had depth and nuance to their motives?? Say what you will about the character writing itself, but 'evil team that steals pokemon just to be evil bluh bluh' to 'evil team that commits atrocities and will not stop, but in a misguided effort to make the world a better place for pokemon'? That is a MONUMENTAL leap, and suddenly made them engaging! You weren't just thrashing faceless baddies for being thieves, you were trying to stop a group of misguided people from making a severe mistake!

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I'm sure that honestly I'm forgetting some of the many new features brought in with these games, but Ruby and Sapphire really laid down the groundwork for future games in a way I don't feel like I've really seen since. Yes, the games reinvent the contests and side games, or new battle layouts, they create new weather effects and make the villains and story better and more engaging than ever. Some games introduce new graphics, sometimes they introduce an entirely new mechanic, such as poké ami or stat boosting. But no singular game has achieved nearly so much as Ruby and Sapphire did, nor has its impact carried forward to shape future generations in the same way.

I have played and loved many games in the main series, since the beginning of this franchise to now. But none of them have managed to reinvent the series in such a new and exciting way that Ruby and Sapphire did in a way that lasted. And I feel like that's something that deserves more recognition.

*note - Emerald got the short end of the stick in credit here because I played it far less than the first two, and because a lot of these defining features preceded its release, but if any Emerald fans want to add on and sing its praises feel free!

**Also this is not meant to be a hate post towards other generations nor is it meant to invite hate. This is meant primarily to paint a picture of what the experience was like for me as someone who lived through these games, to those who didn't start pokemon until later in the series. If you to see Your special game celebrated, feel free to write a post and send it my way! I'd love to read about what made that game so special and wonderful To You!

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