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deepdisireslonging · 2 years

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Height-Ho

It doesn’t matter how cheesy the pun is, it doesn’t take much to get Hangman Page riled up.

Pairing: Hangman Adam Page x Reader

Warnings/Promises: so many bad cowboy puns, fluff, SMUT

Word Count: 1056

Note: If you guy’s don’t know who Mae West is… you’re missing out. She’s got some of the best lines in classic Hollywood… and very inspirational. I was also overseas without internet when I wrote this… so I didn’t know about the Hardyz vs Young Bucks feud and the dressing up until after I got back. Kind of lucky timing. As always, comments and reblogs are super appreciate. Enjoy!

One of these days you were going to thank Tony Khan for instituting the “Retro” nights. Nobody wore their current gear, only ones that were at least older than AEW. This was especially fun for talent who’d been the business for a while and could call upon a plethora of their old looks to bring back for one night. Somehow, someone had convinced Jericho to use one of his early 2000’s looks, where his hair was kept in a high pony on top of his head. Jungle Boy ducked before he could get hit for aliking the legend to Pebbles from the Flintstones.

You had much more luck with the people in your circle. Kenny brought back the Terminator entrance (as did Brian Cage, making for a fun match later than evening), and the Bucks fought against the Hardyz with both brother sets wearing replicas of their first gears. Britt had her Adam, and you had yours. Your Adam wore the length of rope tied around his neck in a noose to the ring and back. It reminded you of when you first met him in the early days of your relationship. Now you were more direct with what you wanted; seeing him sweaty, chest heaving, and with tug-able locks made you yearn.

“Hey there, Cowboy.” It thrilled you to watch the knowing smile brighten up his face. “Can I ask you somethin’?”

“Yeah, shoot.”

As he kissed your forehead, you asked, “how tall are you without your horse?”

Adam chuckled. “Six feet… seven inches.” Behind him, Colt Cabana looked up in confusion.

“Never mind about the six feet,” you said after a whistle, “let’s talk about the seven inches.”

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You still had a hold of his noose by the time he locked his dressing room door behind you. The sight of you leading him around by it caused several hoots and whistles… neither of which either of you heard. Adam pried your hands loose of the rope, pinning your wrists to the door. He kept you silent with little kisses over your lips, cheeks, eyelids, and under your jaw. When you were breathless, he deepened his kiss, pausing over the places he knew would make your blood hum.

“Did you like the show?”

“Mhmm.”

With a suckling kiss behind your ear, he drew an easy gasp from you. “Did you see anything special that you liked?”

“Mhmm.” Leaning forward to kiss him with your own strength, you added, “I’ve got him right here.”

Finally, he let your wrists go.

He always did that. Kept you on edge with kisses and slight touches while you couldn’t really reciprocate. It’s because he knew that once you got your hands on him, he couldn’t get a word or move in edgewise until he could wrestle control from you again. After dealing with the buttons on the remnants of his shirt, and the one on his jeans, you stripped him as he stripped you. Within a few more steps, he fell back to sit on the couch. You laced your fingers with his, arching his arms behind his head.

“Y/N-“

“Hi,” you grinned, kissing him on the tip of his nose.

“Hi, ho-“ Adam grunted as you sat on his lap. “How- how would you like a ride?”

“Yes, please.”

While one of his hands teased your breast, and the other your clit, you edged him with a few strokes before lining him up where you wanted him most. The fill of him distracted you. Adam held onto your hips as you sank, keeping you from taking him in a breath that neither of you would survive very long. When you were seated, he held you close. Heartbeat to heartbeat. Mouths to the curves of each other’s necks till you desperately squeezed around him. And still, he held you down, mouthing across your collarbone as you shivered with need.

“Adam-“

He thrust into you once. “Yes, darlin’?”

“More. Please.”

He set the pace until you wound up enough energy to meet his thrusts. Then, it was anybody’s game. Both of you were careful of using your fingernails down each other’s backs. Both of you were carful not to suck a mark visible above your ring gear. But you didn’t care about the noise. The way he could make you cry out with a twist of his hips; or the way you could make him shout with a squeeze of your walls. Your perspiration now matched his. Sticking to him, clinging to him as you did your best to chase the release that you needed and ensuring to bring him down with you.

Prayers, pleas, and desperate bartering were nothing against the speed he chose to fuck you with. After a while, all you could do was hang on, unable to do anything more than feel the coil tightening under your stomach. The twitch of him inside said he was close. You dug you fingers into his hair, arching back his head so you could pant against his cheek. But his own grip on your hair pulled you away, forcing you to watch one another gasp and moan in anticipation.

You shuddered first. Shivered and quaking, your eyes closed against your will, crossing under your eyelids as the pleasure streaked through your veins. Before it could come down, Adam released as well, moaning into the valley of your breasts.

Though your bodies stilled, your heartbeat raced like you’d run a marathon. Adam was doing no better. First a match, then fucking you, his chest heaved with a need for oxygen, and his eyes fluttered with the need for sleep.

Obnoxious pounding on the door startled you both.

“Oy, Hangman! Stick it back in your pants,” one of the Bucks shouted, “we gotta hit the road.”

You both smiled against each other’s skin. He murmured, “it was sweet while it lasted.”

“Yeah.” Holding him for another minute, you asked, “do I need to drive? I can if you’d like to sleep for once.”

“Nah, I’ve got it.” He nibbled at your earlobe. “Besides, I might want to play with you in the car.”

“I thought we were carpooling with the Elite-“

“So?”

You tsked. “Down, boy.”

“Oh, I’ll get there.”

As he nuzzled his nose into your cheek, you laughed. “When is it enough for you?”

“With you, Darlin’, never.”

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Saddle Up (AR, S)

Here for the Party (S)

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mendesblurb · 2 years

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Request:

“I just want to kiss you all over and laugh with you and smile with you.” 5 times reader x shawn was just being cute and overall adorable. Please Queen we need something fluff to warm and fill our heart ♥️

Tour Diary Moments

Shawn Mendes x female reader

Warning: tiny bit of SMUT, fluff, maybe grammar error and maybe some punctuation errors

Note: Besides my mental health that is at a bad place, suffering the consequences of consuming dairy, being totally swamped with uni and running around like a chicken to plan a surprise party. I wanna say that this is a little plotless, and bad writing but Thank you so much for requesting anon! Happy reading! Feedback and comments will always be appreciated. Love you all ♥️

First

You let out a shriek as Shawn grabs you, wrapping his arms around you, and smothers your cheek and neck with kisses. “Shawn….” You say, curling up more against him while pushing away at the same time.

“My gosh, guys, I'm trying to enjoy my cereal,” Brian mutters, watching the two of you as he enters the kitchen.

“I am too just a person, trying to enjoy his milk.” Connor teases, smiling and opening the fridge. He pulls out the box of milk and brings it over to the table, drinking straight from it as he sits.

Shawn chuckles warmly in your ear, giving it a light kiss before sitting properly and letting you settle on his lap, ”We have an announcement to make.”

You then see both your friends, start looking down on your left hand, “And no. We’re not getting married, well at least not yet.”

“Okay, then are you?” Connor interrupts, pointing at your stomach.

Shawn’s hand around your waist tightens, as you put your hand on his shoulder and take in a deep breath, “And no. We’re not pregnant either.”

“So..?” Brian questions, one eyebrow raised.

“The truth is..” You sighed, looking down at Shawn who nods his head, taking it as a sign for him to continue the rest of the talking.

“We both felt that both of you should know first. I will definitely make a public statement about it but we’ve talked about it and agreed that it was best to tell both of you first. I don’t want you guys to know about this from my Instagram posts or any gossip tabloid.” Shawn explained.

“Wait! Are you guys breaking up?”

“What?! No!” You and Shawn both said at the same time.

“Would just please tell us already?” Brian groaned.

“So, as I was saying…” Shawn took a deep breath as he got ready for the finale. “I will be going on tour! Worldwide tour, to be exact!” So yeah.. SURPRISE!!!”

Second

“Just hold still!” You giggle,trying to keep your boyfriend in place.

“Alright, I’ll try.” Shawn grinned at you, his jaw covered in shaving cream, and his arm around your waist as he sat in front of you on the closed toilet seat.

It was his first show and so you had insisted on helping him shave which he willingly agreed. You work in focused silence, sliding the razor as slow as you can to make sure you don't make any mistakes. You had sort of prepared yourself by watching a couple of YouTube videos but still you were very nervous.

Shawn cherishes this moment, trying his best to hold back the little smirk that starts to make an appearance on his lips.

“Would you stop doing that?”

“Stop what?”

“Stop, trying to look cute.”

“Oh my god! You think I'm cute.” He said, proudly continuing to display that adorable smirk, “Youuuu say that I look cute. You can’t resist me. Na na na.“

“What? No!” You shook your head playfully at him and gently tilted his head up, holding the razor lightly as you ran it down his cheek, “You are just being delusional, Mendes.”

“I don’t believe you.” Shawn chuckled, pulling you into his lap and starting peppering kisses on whatever skin he could.

“Shawn that tickles!” you laugh wildly.

“Won’t,” he says. “Stop.” Kiss. “until you.” kiss. “Admit it.”

“N-No Shawn stop! Oh God-“ You howled with laughter as his breath continued to tickle your skin. “O-okay Okay,I think you are cute!”

“She finally admits.” He grinned, setting the razor you have been holding aside before pulling you tighter to him.

Third

Another day, another rehearsal, and another country.

“Thank you,” Shawn chuckles, tucking your hair behind your ear, “Thank you for being here.” He catches your hand and places a gentle kiss on your wrist.

“Always, Shawn.” You said grinning widely, while Shawn laughed against your wrist, lips still hovering over your veins.

“I can’t wait for tomorrow.” He says, sitting more upright on the stage, so that he can pull you onto his lap. You obliged, straddling him,and allowing your hands to rest on his chest.

Your hair sloppily falls to the sides of your face as you peer down at him. He smiles up at you, causing your insides to turn in all different directions. All it took was that look to make you get the butterflies to flutter your stomach again.

“You’re gonna do, amazing rockstar.” You say softly, tracing your fingers on his chest. Shawn’s right hand rested on your waist, while his left gently curled a lock of hair between his fingers.

Shawn smiled, gently rubbing along your lower back,“I love you.”

You raise both hands to cup his face, lightly tracing a finger over his cheek. You whisper softly, “I love you too.” Before pulling him into a slow, meaningful kiss. You sigh happily into his mouth as he reciprocates, allowing all of your muscles to relax into him.

His arms wrap around your frame, squeezing you gently as he breaks the kiss to nuzzle his face into the crook of your neck.

“See! Look how adorable they always act.” Connor says, pointing to you and Shawn ,while he talks to Brian, “I want a love like that.” He sighed.

“Yeah me too, man.”

Fourth

“We have ten minutes.” You remind Shawn as he led you inside a closet.

“That's plenty of time,” Shawn pulls you close, his hand trailing down your back, and gently bites your bottom lip.

He kisses you urgently, lifting you up and pushes you against the wall, pressing his hips to yours. Your hands moved urgently too, unbuttoning his pants as you pulled him closer towards you.

“I need you.” You pushed your hips slightly to meet his, feeling his growing bulge. You purse your lips together to keep in a moan.

Shawn fingers hooked under the hem of your underwear, pulling them down your thighs and past your knees, where they fell to the floor to pool around your ankles.

“I need you too.” Shawn groaned, sliding down his own clothes and bending you over slightly. There wasn’t enough room for you to completely bend over.

“Surely there’s a bigger room for us to use? You know like not a Janitor closet?” You said, while hearing a zipper unzip and clothes being ruffled as he stripped them away.

“There is but,” Shawn aligned himself, “I kinda like the intimacy.” He then put both hands on your hips as he guided himself inside of you, slowly pushing in as far as he could,”it kinda make the situation more steamy, don’t you think?” He chuckles as he was getting ready to go deeper and filling you up. “Ahhh… you’re right.” Your eyes rolled back at the feeling.

He let out a long sigh of pleasure when he was settled inside you, slowly he started to set a pace, pulling out a little then snapping his hips back in place. You grunted, hips moving forward with the motion.

“Faster!” You demanded, “Go faster!”

“Y/N,” he said softly, as he gave you what you wanted. He gave you more. His hips thrust harder into you,”Y/N.” he moaned again.

“Fuck- Shawn” you moaned. “I’m gonna-” He growled back.

You feel your entire core heat up, walls tighten, and legs begin to shake as Shawn quickly finishes himself in you. The feeling caused you to climax as well.

“That was so hot.” Shawn laughed, helping you to your feet before aiding you in putting your underwear on and straightening your skirt.

He then pulled up his underwear and pants, while you cracked the door open just a little more to make sure the coast was clear; nobody was in plain sight. You breathed out a sigh of relief and stepped out of the closet, finally glad to have some space and fresh air. You stretched, looking back at Shawn who was grinning. “To be continued?”

“Definitely.” You giggled.

Five

You looked in the mirror of your hotel room, pulling your hair to the side so you could get a better look at your neck. You groaned, throwing your head back.

“SHAWN PETER RAUL MENDES!” you yelled out.

“Yup! I’m coming!” He hurriedly stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped low on his waist.

“Look at your doing,” you pouted, pointing at the rather huge and easily noticeable purple bruise that sat on the side of your neck.

Shawn smirked, chuckling low, “Well you weren’t complaining last night.”

“That is so not the point right now.” You roll your eyes at him.

“Y/N, I don’t think it looks that bad,” Shawn walked towards you slowly, turning around so you faced him, “Never thought you would look even sexier.” He lifted your chin gently to get a better look at the bruise, rubbing his thumb softly across your skin, “You look so irresistible.” He leaned down to place a kiss where he left the mark, “You can wear my scarf, it should cover my love marks.”

"It's summer now and you just told your girlfriend to wear a scarf?” You said as you raised an eyebrow, “under such hot weather?"

"Mhmm.”

“I hate you.”

“I love you too.” Shawn smiled, leaning down so he could press a kiss to your cheek, “I’m gonna go to rehearsal now, see you there.”

Later after properly getting ready for the day, you stood beside Brian backstage watching the rehearsal unfold.

“What kind of person wears a scarf when it's summer?” He asked in a curious voice, surveying your appearance from top to bottom. “And is that.. a hickey?”

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shewillreadyou · 3 years

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Being: Chapter 2-Back at one

As always. I hope that you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed writing.

A/N: This is the answer to my very FIRST ASK!!!

Also, this is the long awaited 2nd chapter to my new TRR series “Being” it will follow Liam and Karis on their adventures as monarchs and new parents. I think it should be sweet. Thank you to @secretaryunpaid for pre-reading part of this chapter and being a HUGE inspiration.

Disclaimers: Most characters are property of Pixelberry

Warnings: If you are under 18 please, just don’t. Language, adult content and some NSFW.

Word Count: 4100 ish

Catch up: Chapter 1

Pairings: Liam x MC (Queen Karis Rose Vasquez-Rhys)

Song inspiration: Back at One- Brian McKnight

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Months had passed since their fairytale wedding and romantic honeymoon. They had returned to face the music concerning their pregnancy. Ana De Luca, a long time acquaintance of the crown had paid a paparazzi for private photos of Karis laying on the beach with her growing bump exposed. Adonis agreed to give her the exclusive in return for the pictures and a bit more time to announce their big news on their own terms.

The day had come for the press conference. The PR team for the royals only told the press that their monarchs had big news to share. Security at Valtoria was so airtight that only people on a short list were allowed on the grounds. The press was only allowed for the announcement and had a short time thereafter to vacate the premises. Adonis arranged for a team of stylists to make sure his queen was presentable for this potentially stressful day. Karis was carrying their heir in her hips. Her bump was still modest for someone 8 months along. Perez, the designer responsible for her wedding dress and his seamstress Enoch, dressed her in an off the shoulder, floor length, royal blue gown that hugged her curves.

Adonis was sure his heart skipped a beat when he laid eyes on his bride. She was sitting at the vanity inside their bedroom putting on the blue sapphire and diamond earrings he gifted her for Christmas. “Love, I have no words,” he said as he kissed her cheek, not daring to ruin the makeup that had taken nearly an hour to perfect. “It’s time,” he announced as he took her hand. “Both Kenyon and I will be by your side the entire time. I will make the announcement and we will take a few questions from the press before the celebration.”

Kenyon was posted outside her door. He smiled at Karis before clearing his throat. “Your maaajesty! You look--“ Liam scowled at Kenyon who immediately trained his eyes forward. “Appropriate for the occasion. You look very appropriate.” Karis laughed as Adonis brooded. They headed down to the grand ballroom, where they had a photo shoot with Ana, capturing the momentous occasion. When they were done they joined the press on the east lawn.

Royal trumpeters played before the royal crier announced, “Their Majesties, King Liam and Queen Karis Rhys of Cordonia.” Karis’ hand rested in the crook of his arm as he escorted her to the podium. He looked deeply into her eyes, and her nerves seemed to settle. “People of Cordonia, before I took our queen as my bride, she was made aware of her responsibilities as she serves in this role. She has humbly trained under Queen mother Regina not only soaking up her role and responsibilities, but our culture. I had no doubt that she would be the queen that Cordonia needed. She had, even during our engagement, stepped up to the plate and excelled far beyond what I could have hoped or asked of her.

I am aware that some have noticed that her majesty has been missing from the public as of late. Today, we have gathered here on the same grounds where my parents made this same announcement many years ago. Without further ado, Queen Karis and I would like to announce the coming of the royal heir to the throne of Cordonia.” Karis stepped from behind the podium resting her left hand on her bump to wave at the crowd. The news was met with a rapturous applause, whistling and cheers.

The afternoon was filled with congratulatory fluff, indulgent food, and schmoozing with Cordonia’s upper crust. As promised, Kenyon didn’t leave Karis’ side. When she had her fill, per usual, Adonis was nowhere to be found. After fruitlessly searching the estate for her King, Kenyon escorted Karis to the master suite. She rested her swollen feet on the chaise lounge. “Is there anything I can get for you or help you with, ma’am?” Karis shook her head. “Kenyon, I have told you a million times, you can call me Karis in private. And since you asked, yes. Can you please help me out of these heels? They are pretty but they stopped being comfy hours ago.” Kenyon hesitantly approached.

He gently pulled her swollen feet into his lap. After removing one sandal, Karis noticed a bulge in his pants. She didn’t think much of it, he had never said or done anything inappropriate, as his large hands fumbled with the buckle on the second one. The door opened and Adonis entered the room; his eye immediately fell upon Kenyon kneeling in front of Karis. “There you a-- what is the meaning of this?” Kenyon stood abruptly, Karis’ foot falling to the floor, but before he could speak, “I couldn’t find you love, and my feet are killing me. Kenyon was just being helpful.” Adonis looked between Kenyon and his very pregnant wife. “Thank you for your-- help, Kenyon but I got it from here,” Adonis said dismissively. “Of course, sir, I’ll be right outside if you need me, Karis,” Kenyon said as he exited the room.

Adonis gathered some pillows that were arranged on the bench at the foot of their bed. “Fuck you mean? And just why would she need you? I’m here,” he mumbled under his breath. “What’s that love?” she asked as he propped her feet on the pillows. “Nothing, the next time your feet hurt, call me,” he instructed as he poured himself a bourbon. She laughed. “Promise.” He put the tumbler down and disappeared into the closet. “I was just saying good evening to some of our guests, you know?”

When he returned he was carrying her favorite nightgown. He walked into the master ensuite before Karis heard bath water running. “Helpful my ass,” he muttered as he removed his cufflinks, placing them on the dresser. Karis watched as he undressed in the midst of his tantrum. His shirt fell off of his muscular shoulders and Karis’ breath hitched. Her eyes widened when his trousers fell to the floor. He approached her wearing nothing but his boxer briefs.He extended his hand, “come love, it’s bath time.”

He led her into the ensuite where he unzipped her gown, cursing quietly as it pooled on the marble floor. “Karis, you are a whole lotta woman,” he whispered in her ear as he unhooked her bra. Her full perky breast sprung free as he watched in the mirror. She shimmied out of her panties before he helped her into the full tub. She looked at him with hooded eyes. “Is there something on your mind, Adonis?” He slipped out of his underwear and into the tub. “I’m just thinking, maybe we should restructure the guards. Maybe, I can put Mara on you and maybe Kenyon would do better with Regina.”

“Wait, Mara the one who was supposed to be guarding Regina when she was kidnapped? Where did these thoughts come from?” Adonis pulled her foot out of the water as he began to massage her. “I think he is too comfortable with you, too familiar. Since when did he start calling you Karis?” She knitted her eyebrows together. “When I asked him to call me Karis. I spend a lot of time with him. It’s weird for him to call me Ma’am. Tell me you’re not jealous?” Adonis smiled smugly, “Of your guard? Ha!” he threw his head back in laughter. “Well, it seems that way.” She bit her lip, and batted her eyelashes as he took her big toe into his mouth circling it with his tongue before releasing it with a pop. “I am the KING of Cordonia, I have my health, wealth, and the finest woman walking this earth carrying my heir. Remind me again why I would be jealous of your guard?” She smirked. “Exactly,” she said as she attempted and failed miserably at getting out of the tub on her own.

Adonis grabbed her wrist pulling her soapy body down into his lap. “Hey, you know what? I’m sorry, I was out of line,” he swept her hair to the side exposing her neck before kissing it gently. “Do you forgive me?” His husky voice, his breath tickling her neck and the way his chest vibrated as he was pressed up against her back made it all but impossible to say no. “No,” she said it anyway. “Please,” he pleaded in a sensual whisper. “Forgive me Karis,” he growled. She bit her bottom lip and shook her head, no before she shifted in his lap. She felt his erection nearly impale her. She couldn’t help but think how easy it would be to get into reverse cowgirl right there in the tub. He started to roll his hips slowly as he apologized in different languages. “Scusa...Es tut uns leid...Pardon...Gomen’ nasai… Joesonghabnida...Lo siento,” he whispered into her hair.

His large hands began to knead her shoulders. Her eyes closed and her head fell back to rest on his shoulder. It felt heavenly, her soft mewing encouraged him. “I don’t get it, you are always so confident in everything you do,” she panted. He kissed her exposed neck gently as his hand moved down her torso and around her swollen belly into the water. “You still don’t get it, do you? I found my kryptonite,” he said as he cupped warm water in his hand and poured it over her belly. “You’re my kryptonite, Karis Rhys. The thought of some other man touching you, even looking at you, if only to help remove your shoe; it drives me to distraction. It certainly cracks my unyielding confidence.” She smiled, flattered by his words.

Her life to this point still seems like a dream. From meeting him at work, to spending that first night at her place with him. Losing him as suddenly as they connected. Reconnecting in Paris. The first time they made love, him buying the house in DC. The proposal in Paris, and their fairytale wedding. They have certainly had a whirlwind romance. He had been perfect, except she knew that no one is perfect. He was close. His hand gently slid across her thigh and found her center. He caressed her bundle of nerves before sliding into her as much as she could take. He tried his best to remind her with every thrust who she belonged to, her whimpers confirmed that she was fully aware.

The next few weeks seemed to fly by, Karis could be found putting away freshly laundered baby clothes, arranging diapers and wipes into the basket below the changing table, or fussing over the crib bedding. Adonis did everything in his power to keep her off her feet. She usually waited until he was in his morning meetings before heading into the nursery. She had scrubbed the kitchen, in their quarters, and dusted the newly decorated living, dining area.

When he returned from his meeting with the counsel, he found her vacuuming their bedroom. “Babygirl, what are you doing?” His voice boomed over the sound of the vacuum. She jumped before turning it off. “Karis, baby, my queen. We have talked about this. We have staff that can do this for you. You are supposed to be resting.” She waddled over to him and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. “I am tired of lying in bed. I was trying to kill time before the new chapter of Foreign Affairs releases on the Choices app. Blaine is so hot,” she giggled as she fanned herself.

“I’m hotter,” he said as he walked his wife over to the bed. Instead of helping her lay down, his large hand splayed across her back gently bending her over the plush bedding. His other hand traveled up the soft smooth skin of her leg. Her silk nightgown gathered at her waist as he freed himself from his trousers. Just when she took a deep breath anticipating him entering her, he dropped to his knees to taste her. Within minutes her orgasm was within reach. “Adonis, I’m close,” she panted. His long digit joined his tongue in pursuit of her pleasure. She gasped before her body started to gently shake. He waited patiently as she rode out her first of three orgasms she would experience that afternoon.

When they were done, she was exhausted. His mission was accomplished. He hoped that she would sleep until he returned from his afternoon meeting in Fydelia. Kenyon was posted outside of her door. He had just returned from lunch when the King departed. It was like any other afternoon. Kenyon always took his lunch when he saw Liam “checking in” on Karis. It was always hard to look either of them in the eye afterward. Karis woke a couple hours after Adonis left with mild stomach discomfort. She drank the water that he had sent to her side table and turned on her side, which was the advice from Dr. Dameron the last time this happened.

She felt better a short time later. She smiled at Kenyon sheepishly as he shook his head. She was creeping down to the nursery. She wanted to make sure that the new packages that arrived had been put away. She didn’t think much of it, she would be back in bed before Adonis returned. Kenyon sat in the recliner on her insistence that he took a load off. She dropped a pair of baby socks that rolled under the chaise lounge. “I’ll get that,” he offered. “No, I can pick up a pair of socks,” she insisted. When she reached for the socks she didn’t feel anything. She got on her knees feeling triumphant when she located them under the lounge. She held the tiny grey socks in her hand as she attempted to get up from the floor. “See! I’m not helpless!” She stood proud of herself, while Kenyon chuckled at her theatrics.

Suddenly, a gush of warm fluid rushed down her leg. She looked at Kenyon with a look of horror on her face. “This can’t be happening. Adonis is not here. It’s a few weeks too soon.” Kenyon immediately stood taking control of the situation. “What happened?” She clutched her belly, taking a deep cleansing breath, “my water broke.” Once the initial shock wore off, Kenyon called the doctor as they rehearsed, before calling Liam. The phone went straight to voicemail. “Sir, this is Kenyon. It’s time. Dr. Dameron instructed us to head to the hospital immediately. I will try calling back once we are in route.” His next call was to Alexsei, Karis’ driver. “Alpha Rabbit has commenced. Meet me out front in 3 minutes.” He ended the call and turned to Karis, “look at me. We have gone over this. You are ready. Your bag is already in the truck.”

He moved to her side and she wrapped her arm around his shoulder for support. He flung the strap to her purse over his shoulder as they headed towards the stairs. She struggled to walk, stopping every few yards for a contraction. “If I’m not being too forward Ma’am, may I?” She nodded her head and Kenyon swept her into his arms, carrying her bridal style out to the truck.

“Where is Adonis?” she asked as she riffled through her purse with tears running down her face. “He’s at a meeting in Fydelia. His phone went to voicemail when I called. I left a message. I will try calling again.”

Karis took deep breaths like they taught her in the private child birthing lessons Adonis insisted on her attending. The pains had begun to come closer together and stronger with each instance. In between contractions she fruitlessly attempted to reach her husband. She wiped the tears from her eyes before Kenyon turned to her. “Everything is going to be ok, Ma’am.” She reached across the seat and patted the top of Kenyon’s hand flashing him a strained smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

21 minutes later they still hadn’t heard from Adonis. They were met at the private entrance of the hospital by a team of nurses who helped her into a wheelchair, and took her inside to the grand nursing suite where Liam was born 31 years earlier. Kenyon stood watch at the door while Karis gave a urine sample and changed into a silk hospital gown. They got her settled into bed and asked her if they could get her anything. Karis was terrified and alone. She kept thinking about how Adonis scolded her for allowing Kenyon to help her when she couldn’t find him.

There was a knock at the door that tore her from her thoughts. “Come in.” Kenyon entered the room with his hands over his eyes which were clenched tightly closed. “Good news Karis, I was able to get in touch with King Liam. He’s on the way.” She breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Kenyon. You can uncover your eyes. I am covered.” He dropped his hand and slowly opened his eyes. “Are you, uhh comfortable? Did they do the back thing?” She looked at him, confused. “You mean an epidural?” He smiled sheepishly. “Yes, that’s what it’s called. It made my sister feel a lot better when my niece was born.” Just then another contraction started and she reached for his hand. He nervously looked over to the door before offering his hand. She squeezed his hand while breathing through the momentary pain. “I guess this means you didn’t get the drugs?”

When it was done she looked at him. “How long before Liam gets here? I’m scared, Kenyon. The contractions are getting closer and closer. I don’t want to have this baby alone.” His heart sank. He didn’t have the heart to tell her that he was over an hour away in Fydelia. His eyes must have given it away, her eyes went from sad to panicked. “Kenyon, I know this is a lot to ask, but if he doesn’t make it here on time, will you stay with me?” He swallowed thickly considering what she just asked. He reached over and offered her tissue to dry her eyes. “Aww, come on Karis, don’t cry again, you’re killing me. He’s gonna be here.” he lied. He knew that there was the possibility that he wouldn’t make it. “But if not, of course, I’ll stay with you. But he’s gonna be here soon.”

Just then her purse fell to the floor from the chair. When Kenyon went to pick it up he discovered that it likely fell because of her phone violently vibrating from inside. “Oh, it’s your phone,” he announced. She extended her arm. “Well, pass it to me.” He instead passed her the entire purse. She looked at him with her brows knitted together. “What? My mom told me to never go in a woman’s purse.” She smiled as she pulled her phone from her purse. Another contraction came as she took deep breaths. When it passed she called Adonis back.

“Hey babe, it’s me.”

His voice was sorrowful.

“Babygirl, I’m so sorry. I never should have left you alone. Howard is driving as fast as he can to get me there. Just try to hold on.”

“Babe, don’t apologize, you had no way of knowing that this would happen today. Just get here safely. I’m scared.”

“I’m sorry you are there going through this alone. We are still about 35 miles out.”

“I’m not alone. Kenyon is here with me.”

Liam cleared his throat, “yeah, well, I will be there soon.”

“Adonis, I don’t know if I can do this. I’m not as strong as I thought. I’m kind of freaking out over here.��

“Karis, listen to me my Queen. You are so much stronger than you think. You are brave, and courageous. You can do anything. Don’t think too much. Just take it one contraction at a time. Remember your breathing.”

“What would I do without you?”

“Heh, I don’t know, but I don’t want to find out.”

“Another contraction is coming.”

‘Baby, focus on my voice. Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth.”

“Ok, it passed. Thank you. Kenyon just brought me some ice chips. I’m going to get on the birthing ball. I’ll see you soon?”

“Yes love, we are only 17 miles out now.”

“Adonis?”

“Yes love?”

“I love you.”

“I love you more.”

They end the call as the nurse and the doula enter the hospital suite. Once Karis was out of the bed and onto the birthing ball she became even more uncomfortable. She was in active labor. Her pains were hard and closer together. She was getting tired.

“Hazel, will you help me? I think I need to use the restroom.”

“No ma’am, we are going to get you back into bed so that nurse Emilia can give us the go ahead to start pushing.”

“Pushing? But Adonis… my husband isn’t here.”

Hazel grabbed her hand and said, “Yes pushing, we want to make sure we don't put baby in danger by holding off too long. I’m sure Adonis will be here soon so he can help you with your breathing as you begin to push.” Her Calm demeanor and comforting words consoled Karis in that moment.

After a vaginal exam, the nurse confirmed that she was indeed ready to start pushing.

“Unfortunately, your baby didn’t get the memo,” Hazel quipped.

A team of nurses swarmed the suite getting things set up for the birth of her baby, Cordonia’s heir. The tears started to pour again. Kenyon stood helplessly before, “I’ll just wait outside,” he said quietly. “But Kenyon, you promised,” she sobbed. “That was before they pulled your covers off.” She pouted and gave him the most ridiculous puppy dog eyes. “Ok, I’ll stay. But only until King Liam arrives.” he looked at Hazel, the doula and asked, “how can I be helpful?”

“I am going to stand on the left and empower Mom, and you stand on the right and help hold her thigh.” Kenyon’s eyes went wide. “Forget it. If you are going to be all weird, then just go,” Karis chided. “I promised I would and I will.” He swallowed thickly before placing his large hand on the joint behind her knee mirroring what he saw Hazel doing. “Am I doing this right Ms. Hazel?” She smiled and nodded her head reassuringly.

“Now Mom, on the next contraction, take a deep breath and push.”

Karis could feel her abdomen tightening. When the next contraction came she took a deep breath and pushed. It felt like she was constipated and needed to relieve herself. On the next contraction, it burned like nothing she had ever experienced. “You’re doing so well Mom, a few more pushes and you get to meet your baby.”

Tired and in pain Karis looked at the nurse and said, “Oh, screw you! This hurts!!”

“Karis!” Kenyon blurted. “Oh, screw you too! You try pushing a watermelon out of a lemon.”

Then came another contraction, but this time instead of focusing on her breathing, she screamed at the top of her lungs, “Adonis!!!! I hate you! You did this to me.” Just then the door flew open. “You called for me, love?” He smiled at her and she melted like she always had.

His presence was a momentary distraction from the insurmountable pain. He had finally made it. He wasn’t going to miss the birth after all. When she laid eyes on him she began to sob. “I don’t really hate yooooou.” One of the nurses helped him scrub up and get into a gown. He gave Kenyon an appreciative elbow dap.

“Adonis, how nice of you to join us. Get over here. Are you ready to meet your baby?” Dr. Dameron asked.

“Yes, of course,” he said before kissing Karis sweetly on the forehead.

“Good because on this next contraction she will deliver the head.”

On the next contraction, Karis seemed more focused than ever. Kenyon wiped the sweat from her brow before she closed her eyes. “I’m here with you now, baby. You are doing amazing. You can do anything.” His confidence in her gave her just the strength she needed to champion through. Quietly, she took a deep breath, tucked her chin into her chest and pushed as hard as she could. “That’s it baby, you’re doing it. I can see the head.”

Dr. Dameron checked for the cord around the baby’s neck as the nurse suctioned it’s airways. On the next push Dr Dameron moved behind Liam positioning his hands to catch the baby.

Karis pushed one final time and the heir to the crown of Cordonia was born. “Oh my God, Karis, love! You did it! He’s beautiful.”

She looked up through the tears, “he? It’s a boy?” The King began to sob and he shook his head confirming. Dr Dameron looked at the clock, “12:09” she told the nurse. Congratulations, your majesties, “It’s a boy.”

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#trr #trr au fanfic #choices #choices stories you play #fanfiction #fandom #queen karis #king liam #king of cordonia #adonis x karis #Liam x Karis #shewillreadyou #the royal romance #the royal heir #liam adonis rhys #Kim writes #kimreads #cordonia #ok bye

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enniewritesathing · 4 years

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...I haven't made up a drabble about were!John in heat, huh?

I have a vague set of ideas that's like

Were!John is kind of mad he's horny in the sense that he's got other things to do other than "fuckin' and eatin'". The littlest graze from Brian sets him off.

(But he cooks a LOT in the meantime, and as time goes on, Brian figures it out it's That Time)

Brian is half gung-ho, half "oh my god, I may die on this man's dick"

B: (muffled by the mattress) "John, I... I-I don't know if I can keep going. I need a break!"

J: "Yeah, how long?"

B: "A month!!"

Spice, but also fluff 👀

#and plenty of aftercare #oh and heat does apply to john even if he isn't were #it's just A Thing with him now #it feels random to him but as time goes on he can mitigate it #a text post #non sims #oc things #fake dialouge #werewolf shenanigans #rated s for spicy #...sorta #it takes me 84 years to do anything spicy i s2g

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thecrimsonvalley · 4 years

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001 | Send me a fandom: Kuon, 002 | Send me a ship: Joseph/Sebastian (The Evil Within), 003 | Give me a character: Brian Pasternak (Yuppie Psycho) 83

001| Send me a fandom and I will tell you my: Kuon

Favoritecharacter:Abe no Seimei. There is just something that resonates with me when itcomes to kick ass female characters that looks like they are 100 %done with all the bullshit happening in horror games. I’ve come torealize by answering this ask and the previous that this seems to bemy aesthetic when it comes to female horror game characters. xD

LeastFavorite character: Whilemy logical brain tells me Doman my goblin brain goes with Doryo. Idon’t know, there is just something that grinds my gear with acharacter that is a tag along but fills just about 0 function besidesa few plot clicks. I wish his role had been more active or that therehad been more emphasis or interaction with him because as he is inthe main game he really comes off as a douche that let’s someone elserun his errands and then bites the dust.

5Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):This is not the time or place for ships in my humble opinion.

CharacterI find most attractive: Abeno Seimei is definitely at the top though, to be honest,aesthetically I find most of the ladies pretty in this game.

CharacterI would marry: Seeabove answer, I would marry her hands down!

CharacterI would be best friends with: ProbablySakuya or Utsuki. Both seem to be the sort of person I could imaginehaving a good friendship with.

Arandom thought: Fromsoft,I will sell my soul to whatever deity you wish if you remake thisgame or continue this franchises with the sameaesthetics/atmosphere/gameplay.

Anunpopular opinion: Don’thave one for this game as far as I’m aware.

MyCanon OTP: Forall that I know, there are none.

MyNon-canon OTP:See above answer.

MostBadass Character: Thislist is just turning into an Abe no Seimei appreciation post is itnot? There is something so immensely satisfying to her coming intothis clusterfuck of a plot and being like “listen up sluts, I’mhere to fix this!”. It should be mentioned though that I find bothSakuya and Utsuki to be badass as well because of their determinationdespite all the creepy shissles going down.

MostEpic Villain: LordFujiwara. I feel a tad bad for calling him a villain, he would ratherfall into “boss” I suppose but I just think that the build up tohis fight is excellent. This is someone you’ve seen in theintro/trailer material, you don’t know what happened, you’re on edgeand then when he appears, that is some great freaking build up anddelivery :D

PairingI am not a fan of: Thisis not a shipping game for me.

CharacterI feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Wellto be honest, I feel like the minor cast, like Ayako, Doryo ect couldhave been fleshed out better. They are there but they feel likelittle more than set pieces that needs to move at a certain time tomake the plot work. I would have liked it more if they felt more likefleshed out characters I cared/were invested in.

FavouriteFriendship: Sakuyaand Dochin. They just seem to have a sort of close big sister/littlebrother type of friendship. That Dochin, the little bean, tries to beso brave is quite adorable!

CharacterI most identify with: Thatwould probably be Sakyua. It feels like most times I got no frickfrackle idea what’s going on either and it seems that everyone knowswhat’s up but won’t tell me :)

CharacterI wish I could be: IfI could have the same kind of ass kickery as Abe no Seimei I coulddie a happy man.

002| Send me a ship and I will tell you: Joseph/Sebastian (The EvilWithin)

WhenI started shipping them: Startedlow key shipping them as soon as I started playing the game. The shipgrew on me with time and I found that for myself it was one of thefew things about the game I came to enjoy in the end, sadly.

Mythoughts: Heywe had a perfect set up to have some sort of underlying romancebetween two men but we NEED to establish that our “scruffy whiteprotagonist with alcoholic tendencies” is HETRO TM. I knew thatshipping wasn’t possible of course because it’s, well, it’s generallyhow it goes with horror games.

Whatmakes me happy about them: Imaginingthem being huge dorks. This is something that makes me happy aboutmost ships, just imagining them being silly noodles while desperatelytrying to adult. These two are the sort that I see getting into a“who can eat the most marshmallows” contest in the office and assoon as someone opens the door they’ll try to pretend like nothing’sgoing on: “much adulting, very serious!”.

Whatmakes me sad about them: Thefact that Joseph is more or less forgotten in the second game. I’vealways had a thorn in my side with the writing of the games and itfeels like the creator just dumped out Joseph, who seemed to be avital part of Sebastian’s life, in favour of the “oooh mysteriousorganisation, oooh wife!” plot trope that I saw coming from a mileaway.

Thingsdone in fanfic that annoys me: Abusivetendencies between them. Portrayals of Sebastian being an abusivedrunk who more or less only have Joseph around as a fuck toy, thatreally is not my cup of tea.

ThingsI look for in fanfic: Fluffand comfort. I just need a bit of happiness with these two. Give mesomething warm, gentle and dorky!

Mywishlist: Myinterest with this franchise has stagnated so I really do not haveany wishes for this ship.

WhoI’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:Honestly,I would be most comfortable with them just ending up single. Couldhave been nice to have a game without any implied relationships atall.

Myhappily ever after for them: Thesetwo dorks moves into a house together while they try to figure outhow to care for Leslie and his needs. Adapting to a home life means alot of ups and downs, not to mention creative solutions to creativeproblems!

003| Give me a character & I will tell you: Brian Pasternak (YuppiePsycho)

HowI feel about this character: Ithink Brian is absolutely adorable and I want to protect this littlebean so much. He is really just trying his damn best and he deservesseveral pats on the back for that!

Any/allthe people I ship romantically with this character: Ihonestly have my own head canon of some sort of polyamorousrelationship between him, Kate and Doshi. It all builds around thedynamic of both Kate and Doshi feeling like Brian is a preciouslittle noodle that is too gullible for his own good. They all sharecoffee together whenever they can!

Myfavorite non-romantic relationship for this character: Brianand Mrs Sosa. These characters are just so wonderful in a friendshipmanner. The mental images of her inviting him to their video clubmeetings to watch strange indi horror flicks is just 10/10.

Myunpopular opinion about this character: Idon’t think I have one.

Onething I wish would happen / had happened with this character incanon: Personalopinion but I wish there hadn’t been too much pushing and shovingtowards Kate in the game. I do like that it seems to be implied to bemore in a friendship rather than a romantic kind of sense but still,I wish there had actually been an alternative to tone it down alittle, does that make sense?

Favoritefriendship for this character: Ihonestly like the idea of imagining some calmer friendships with hosco-workers once the entire game plot is done and over with. Justallowing these people to have some chill and semi normal officefriendships.

Mycrossover ship: Ido not have any of these.

#answer #guided-by-the-blood #KuOn #The Evil Within #Yuppie psycho #fandom asks #long post is long #thank you for asking me :D

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xolosworld · 4 years

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Hair (Brian O’Connor)

Father Brian O’Connor and me :) some simple fluff about my hair getting long. Anyone can read this as a reader insert too since there’s no specifics in this !! Enjoy :)

I tried to shrug my hair to my back, but it fell back into its original, irking place. I sighed and did it again and tried to go back to my writing.

“Morning kiddo” Brian yawned lazily, stretching out in the hallway.

“Morning”

He walked over to me and rested his chin on my head.

“What’re you up to so early in the morning?”

“Writing, but it’s hard to focus” I pushed my hair away again, but groaned when it went back to its disturbing position. Brian chuckled and grabbed a hair tie left on the coffee table. He gently grabbed all of my hair and made it in a pony tail with his hands.

“Your hairs getting long”

“I know”

“You thinkin’ about cutting it?”

“I don’t know” I shrugged, “if I cut it then I want a big chop”

“Oh ho ho ho, a big chop? I think a shaved head will look great on you” he said, tying up my hair.

“Wow, you definitely got better at that”

I hated when my hair touched the back of my neck, he hadn’t left a single strand to bother me. He looked at me with an offended expression, placing his hand on his chest and dramatically gasped.

“What are you trying to say, punk?”

I giggled and shook my head.

“Nothing, but your ponytails when I was 9 where trash”

“Wow, I am heartbroken”

“So was I in 4th grade”

He laughed and kissed my forehead before walking to the kitchen.

“How about you help me make breakfast? Sound good?”

I got up and ran to the kitchen, almost slipping on the tile with my socks.

“Pancakes?”

“yEs!”

#self insert #self shipper #fos #selfship #parental f/o #brian is my dad #f/o fluff #familial f/os #fanfiction #fanfic #tag: tuna no crust

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ao3feed-goodomens · 5 years

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Much Ado

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/31wh2uJ

by olly_octopus

Crowley lets out a harsh bark of laughter. “Hah! I remember Rome burning. I was right there; the angel’ll tell you, we—“ “—sat just outside the city?” (This is Adam.) “Watched the buildings crumble into the flames?” (This is Pepper.) “And you looked, ‘utterly ravishing as the flames seemed to dance in your eyes’?” This, of course, is Wensleydale, who Cannot Help Himself. Luckily, Adam pinches him as Crowley goes scarlet and collapses into a coughing fit.

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Or, Aziraphale entertains the children with stories from history that always somehow manage to bleed into stories about a This One Cool Thing Crowley Did. The children aren’t idiots. And what’s the whole deal with Shakespeare writing a play about Aziraphale and Crowley anyway?

Words: 3105, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Wensleydale (Good Omens), Adam Young (Good Omens), Pepper (Good Omens), Brian (Good Omens)

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)

Additional Tags: genesis and Shakespeare references anyone, no, ok, Mutual Pining, aziraphale has the world’s biggest crush on Crowley, but hey ho grass is green what else is new, crowley’s arse makes a cameo, because this entire godforsaken fandom wants to shag him, dont blame them, bc like, me too, First Kiss, it ends with a Shakespeare pun I’m so sorry, Humour, crowley is oblivious, so is Aziraphale come to think of it, Matchmaking, sorta - Freeform, Fluff, oof its a fluffy one, the tiniest bit of angst, its just a fun read lmao

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/31wh2uJ

#ao3feed #fanfic #Good Omens

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clemsfilmdiary · 4 years

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The Best of June 2020

Best Discovery: Another Year

Runners Up: Birth, Blue, Claire's Knee, Floating Clouds, Fox and His Friends, The Green Ray, The Last of England, Topsy-Turvy, Tropical Malady, We Need to Talk About Kevin

Best Rewatch: Brokeback Mountain

Runners Up: Andrei Rublev, Borgman, Lawrence of Arabia, Love Is the Devil, Paris Is Burning, Sebastiane, Stranger by the Lake, The Wrestler

Most Enjoyable Fluff (tied): A Fish Called Wanda and The Fluffer

Runners Up: 10 to Midnight, Charade, Cliffhanger, Dredd, Moonwalker, A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors, A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master, A Nightmare on Elm Street 5: The Dream Child, In the Line of Fire

Best Oscar Bait: Brokeback Mountain

Runners Up: The English Patient, Gone with the Wind, The Ice Storm, Lawrence of Arabia, Milk, Notes on a Scandal

Best Male Performance: Peter O'Toole in Lawrence of Arabia

Runners Up: Jan Bijvoet in Borgman, Jim Broadbent in Topsy-Turvy, Daniel Craig and Derek Jacobi in Love Is the Devil, Rainer Werner Fassbinder in Fox and His Friends, Ralph Fiennes in The English Patient, Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger in Brokeback Mountain, Sean Penn in Milk, Mickey Rourke in The Wrestler, Anatoliy Solonitsyn in Andrei Rublev

Best Female Performance: Lesley Manville in Another Year

Close Second: Marie Riviére in The Green Ray

Runners Up: Cate Blanchett and Judi Dench in Notes on a Scandal, Vivien Leigh in Gone with the Wind, Tilda Swinton in We Need to Talk About Kevin, Hideko Takamine in Floating Clouds, Sigourney Weaver in A Map of the World

Best Supporting Performance or Cameo: Peter Wight in Another Year

Runners Up: Rolan Bykov in Andrei Rublev, Peter Chatel in Fox and His Friends, Patrick d'Assumçao in Stranger by the Lake, Maria Aitkin, John Cleese and Kevin Kline in A Fish Called Wanda, Lesley Manville in Topsy-Turvy, Ezra Miller and Jasper Newell in We Need to Talk About Kevin, Jim Broadbent, Ruth Sheen in Another Year, Kristin Scott Thomas in The English Patient

Most Enjoyable Ham: Willi Ninja in Paris Is Burning

Runners Up: Pepper LaBeija in Paris Is Burning, Richard McMillan in The Mikado, Butterfly McQueen in Gone with the Wind, lead singer of the Ho Ziavi' Zigi Cultural Troupe in Cobra Verde

Best Mise-en-scène: Andrei Rublev

Runners Up: Birth, The Blood of a Poet, Brokeback Mountain, Cobra Verde, The Garden, Gone with the Wind, Lawrence of Arabia, The Last of England, Love Is the Devil, Sebastiane, Stranger by the Lake, Topsy-Turvy, Tropical Malady

Best Locations: Stranger by the Lake

Runners Up: Andrei Rublev, Brokeback Mountain, Claire's Knee, Cobra Verde, The Green Ray, Pauline at the Beach, Sebastiane, Teorema, Tropical Malady

Best Score: Andrei Rublev (Vyacheslav Ovchinnikov)

Runners Up: Birth (Alexandre Desplat), Blue (Simon Fisher-Turner), Brokeback Mountain (Gustavo Santaolalla), Cobra Verde (Popol Vuh), Fox and His Friends (Peer Raben), Love Is the Devil (Ryuichi Sakamoto), Private Fears in Public Places (Mark Snow), Sebastiane (Brian Eno), Un Chant D'Amour (Simon Fisher-Turner)

Best Hunk: Scott Gurney in The Fluffer

Close Second: Kevin Kline in A Fish Called Wanda

Runners Up: Marlon Brando in The Wild One, Josh Brolin in Milk, Daniel Craig in Love Is the Devil, Rex Linn in Cliffhanger, Christophe Paou in Stranger by the Lake, Jeroen Perceval in Borgman, Omar Sharif in Lawrence of Arabia, Anatoliy Solonitsyn in Andrei Rublev, Richard Warwick in Sebastiane

Honorable Mention: Andrew Anderson in The Wrestler, Dylan McDermott in In the Line of Fire

Assorted Pleasures:

- Picasso's cubist sets and costumes in Pablo Picasso at Pompeii - Parade & Pulcinella

- Vaslav Nijinsky's robust, angular choreography for “The Rite of Spring”, lush color schemes and detailed foliage/architecture in set design for “The Firebird” (Stravinsky et les Ballets Russes)

- Imaginatively creepy visual effects and kill sequences, dreamlike spatial transformations in A Nightmare on Elm Street 3: Dream Warriors, A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master and A Nightmare on Elm Street 5: The Dream Child

- ASMR-trance-inducing dance montage sequence in The Last of England

- Enveloping natural soundscapes in Stranger by the Lake

- Handsome Victorian facial hair in Topsy-Turvy

- Marlon Brando's strapping leather getup in The Wild One

- Queeny opulence of “Think Pink” sequence in Funny Face

- Seedy illicit homoeroticism and cozy late-night atmosphere of Caught Looking

#list #best of the month

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creepynoodleheadcannons · 7 years

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Memory-Calm

Brian and Jessica shit, this’ll be a lot of fluff

“See you later tonight.” She smiled, watching as he headed down the road, leaving her inside.

Her mind wandered everywhere on most days, but today she couldn’t stop thinking about her. She didn’t deserve to go like that. To be caught by that thing.

She deserved to still be alive.

Just as she felt that pit in her stomach form, the door opened. “Hellooooo?”

It was Brian. Great.

At the moment, they got along, but weren’t great friends. She was just nice because he was basically Tim’s brother.

“He left for work. You just missed him.” She snapped. She was in no mood to talk. “Who says I was looking for him?”

She glanced up to see him standing in the doorway, leaning against it. “I know what happened. But I felt like you needed something to get your mind off it. And since Tim is at work, want to go do something with me?” “And my fiancé agreed to this?” He shrugged, nodding. “He knows I wouldn’t get you hurt. Now come on, we’re going to do something and it’ll be fun damnit.”

She groaned softly, standing up. “You know I hate you right?” “I get that a lot. Now come on.”

“Can I ask why we just got a bunch of sewing supplies?” “Because we’re to sew something.” Her eyes went wide, a laugh erupting from her lips. “You can sew?” “No, but I can do stitches. It can’t be that hard, right?” She felt a smile about to crack, but quickly stopped herself. “Whatever you say.”

Once they got to the house, he laid out a bunch of random quilt squares he got. “Now then, we’re going to make a quilt.” “And why?” “Because it’s fun. Now shush and just do it.”

After they started getting set up, a certain calmness swept over her. She hated admitting he was right, so she just slapped on a pissed face.

“You know, this isn’t all that ba-” “so you admit it’s fun!” “That’s not what I said!” She started laughing again, glancing at his three quilt squares, horrifically attached. “Brian, what the hell is that?” “It’s the start of something beautiful.” He laughed, as did she. “That just looks like a string holding cloth together.” “You’re just jealous that my art is so great.” They tried to hold a straight face before busting out with laughter.

Maybe three hours later, Tim walked back into the house. “Jessica, I’m ho-” he heard someone else in the house, and laughter. He slowly took out the knife he always kept in his back pocket, heading towards the noise. The closer he got, the tighter his grip was on the small blade. After running in, he walked in on something…weird?

It was Jessica and Brian, sitting on the floor, laughing over something. In her hands was a sewn piece of fabric, and in Brian’s…a mess. Both finally noticed him, the chuckles dying down. “Hey Tim!” “Hey bro!”

“The hell…I thought you two hated each other…” “I wouldn’t say hate, I would say ‘strong disliking’.” Brian glanced at Jessica, both of them sharing a smile. “Well, I better get going. Nice seeing ya Tim.” He stood up, Jessica going with him.

The entire time, he just stood there, confused as fuck.

As the trunk of his car shut, he was caught off guard by Jessica wrapping her arms around his torso. “Thanks again, I really enjoyed today.” “So will you finally admit it was fun?”

“…yeah, it was.”

He smiled triumphantly, patting her shoulder. “I’m a miracle worker. See you later, take good care of Tim would ya?”

She nodded, waving as he drove off.

That calm feeling was still there.

#please darling au #marble hornets #Brian Thomas #Tim Wright #Jessica Locke

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ao3feed-crowley · 5 years

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Much Ado

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/31wh2uJ

by olly_octopus

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Words: 3105, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aziraphale (Good Omens), Crowley (Good Omens), Wensleydale (Good Omens), Adam Young (Good Omens), Pepper (Good Omens), Brian (Good Omens)

Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens)

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/31wh2uJ

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #Crowley

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taylorbarnard-blog1 · 7 years

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Monday 26.6.17

Monday started with a visit to the Woolmark head office. The office had an amazing panoramic view of Hong Kong. After being introduced to the Woolmark staff that would be guiding us though the week, we learnt about woolmark as a company, the benefits to using merino wool from Daniel and innovative developments with wool from Brenda. Brenda’s process was very much based on experimentation and working with mistakes to produce innovative fabrics and techniques. Brian took us through the Wool Lab, a trend forcasting and inspiration resource for designers. The Lab focuses on showcasing innovative wool fabrics and bringing them to designers to use in their collections.

Next, we visited Andy Ho at his N.di.Karluv studio. We viewed his newest range, a fusion of bright colours, sequins, gems, metallic, fluff and fur. The meeting was very intimate as Andy was extremely open when discussing inspirations, design, sampling and production processes. Each of Andy’s collections are inspired by different countries and stressed the importance of traveling for inspiration as he does. I found it extremely interesting to see how he worked with manufacturers being in such close proximity compared to us. The process did seam simplified as there was no language barrier and visiting factories was much easier.

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clemsfilmdiary · 4 years

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The Best of February 2020

Best Discovery: The Object of Beauty

Runners Up: Catchfire, Color Out of Space, Foxes, Freedom, Seance on a Wet Afternoon

Best Rewatch: Enemy

Runners Up: Diary of a Chambermaid, Elevator to the Gallows, Make Mine Music, Memories of Murder, Sweet Bird of Youth, Wild

Most Enjoyable Fluff: Bombshell

Runners Up: The Client, Doctor Sleep, Knives Out

Best Male Performance: John Malkovich in The Object of Beauty

Runners Up: Richard Attenborough in Seance on a Wet Afternoon, David Keith in Heartbreak Hotel, Jake Gyllenhaal in Enemy, Kang-ho Song in Memories of Murder, Eric Stoltz in Mask

Best Female Performance: Andie MacDowell in The Object of Beauty

Runners Up: Karen Black in Firecracker, Cher in Mask, Jodie Foster in Foxes, Susan Sarandon in The Client, Kim Stanley in Seance on a Wet Afternoon, Mare Winningham in Freedom, Reese Witherspoon in Wild

Best Supporting Performance or Cameo: Geraldine Page in Sweet Bird of Youth

Runners Up: Laura Dern in Wild, Melissa Leo in Prisoners, Madeleine Sherwood in Sweet Bird of Youth, Kandice Stroh in Foxes, Jennifer Warren in Freedom

Most Enjoyable Ham: Peter O'Toole in Svengali

Runners Up: Jodie Foster in Catchfire and Svengali, John Ritter in Skin Deep, Glenn Shadix in Sleepwalkers, Madeleine Sherwood in Sweet Bird of Youth, Kandice Stroh in Foxes

Best Screen Couple: Andie MacDowell and John Malkovich in The Object of Beauty

Runners Up: Cher and Eric Stoltz in Mask, Jennifer Warren and Mare Winningham in Freedom,

Best Mise-en-scène: Enemy

Runners Up: Color Out of Space, Doctor Sleep, Elevator to the Gallows, Firecracker, Foxes, Make Mine Music, Memories of Murder, Rock-A-Doodle, Seance on a Wet Afternoon

Best Locations: Catchfire

Runners Up: Enemy, Foxes, Memories of Murder

Best Score: Enemy (Danny Bensi, Saunder Jurriaans)

Runners Up: Elevator to the Gallows (Miles Davis), Memories of Murder (Tarō Iwashiro), Seance on a Wet Afternoon (John Barry)

Best Hunk: Jake Gyllenhaal in Enemy

Runners Up: Charles Durning in Queen of the Stardust Ballroom, Sam Elliott in Mask, David Keith in Heartbreak Hotel, Brian Krause in Sleepwalkers, John Ritter in Skin Deep

Best Supporting Hunk: David Haig in Four Weddings and a Funeral

Runners Up: W. Earl Brown and Brian Van Holt in Wild, Dennis Burkley in Mask, John Diehl and Anthony LaPaglia in The Client, Nicholas Head in Curse of the Crimson Altar, Ben Lawson in Bombshell, Art Metrano in Teachers

Assorted Pleasures:

- Jade and lavender color palette in Rock-A-Doodle

- Use of color, watery effects animation and rubbery character animation in Make Mine Music

- Astral projection/flying scene in Doctor Sleep

- Yellow-tinted cityscapes in Enemy

- Blacksmith's leather bikini and antler headdress ensemble in Curse of the Crimson Altar

- Anthony LaPaglia's mesh tank top and large areolae in The Client

#best of the month #list

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