#duke dennis is my man

[iiiiiiis-things]

"Yeah, that nigga dick a bitch down"

pairing: duke dennis x femblack!reader

cw: cursing, smut, dick eating, backshots, annoying references that i found funny but you should ignore them bc i'm jus a huge goof ball

blurb: seeing duke ride the mechanical bull at the rodeo made you incredibly horny.

a/n: y'all i took way to long to make this just for it to come out ass 😛

"fuck" Duke lets out a loud groan, throwing his head back his gaming chair, as his mushroom tip hit the back of your throat. you were struggling, the slight curve that you loved oh so much (and that he fucked you so good with) wasn't making it easier, and although your lips rested prettily a little over halfway around his cock, you wanted to take all of him as your vision becoming blurry you slightly suck to ease the pain- earning another groan from the man above, you wanted to literally swallow him whole. he had you waiting too long for this.

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you had been trying to give him hints all night, from giving slight brushes against his thigh, to full on grinding your ass against what you wanted most- and through all of it he barely even spared you a single glance. it might be pathetic but you were desperate.

ever since you seen him on that damn bull.

the way he skillfully held the strap in his left hand instantly flooded your brain with memories of the many, many times when he would yank your freshly done knotless braids while giving back shots and how you could barley walk for 3 days. You watched as the bull lifted up which caused Duke to grind ever so lightly on top of it and when it lifted him back down his hips rolled again, this action made you clench your thighs together behind the camera, your hole clenching as heat pooled in your pretty pink lace panties

Duke didn't stay on long, getting thrown off quicker than anyone had expected. When he did fall off, he jogged back over to you and Davo grabbing the camera so one of us could go on. after declining to ride the mechanical machine Davo makes his way over to it. Duke leans over your way coming to almost ear level with you his voice lowering "did you like that?" your cheeks began heating, after silently thanking god for being black, you turn your head just to find him staring at you. The two of you make intense eye contact which causes your breathing to hitch.

for a slight moment it only felt like you and him like everything else had faded into nothing.

your eyes switches between his and his lips before finally leaning in and just as you were about to place your lips on his he lifts his head away from you, smiling showing you the shiny grills that matches with his earrings. you furrow your eyebrows is there something you did wrong? Duke turns his head in front of him and as your eyes follow his gaze you see Davo running back over to us

the entire time you were at the fair you were trying your best to make it look like you didn't want to straight pounce on him. Duke had known what you wanted but he utterly underestimated how bad you wanted it. the he realization kicked in when the 3 of you had stopped to take a bathroom break miraculously he had came out before Davo which gave you two just a tiny amount of alone time.

"We gon hit up a couple more games and then we'll l- baby?" he watched as your head lifted to meet his eyes "yes?" This is when he finally gets a good look at you, your edges had begun to sweat out and your hair was frizzy but the actual lace of your green and black wig was oddly perfectly fine makeup slightly starting to wear off "you that horny?" his eyebrows scrunch in confusion, did seeing him ride a mechanical bull really turn you on that bad?

He seen that his comment had you taken aback by the way your eyes grow wide and your breathing accelerated but before you could answer anything Davo came back....again

when the two of you made it safely back home you made sure to tell kai to not bother you tonight and (and that you were sorry for what he was about to hear) Duke walked in first bee lining straight to his gaming chair. you walked in, locking the door, and what you found waiting behind you was honestly a sight for sore eyes. your turned around to see your boyfriend, man spreading and eyes low and red from tiredness you silently watch as he scoots his pelvis forward legs spreading even wider.

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"Unh, unh, shitttt" he groans once again, he was close, you could tell by the way his hand was reaching down to your wig. he grabbed a fistfull before using his strength to bob your head up and around his length, producing lewd sounds as you bring your hand up to his thigh as his pace gets faster "baby i'm- fuck. i'm almost there" this only causes you to moan which sends vibrations along his tip as he pull you up only to slam you back down, tears began to trickle down to your cheeks, and soon you felt his grip loosen.

you went down on him once more before opening your mouth, you stick out your toungue, licking his heavy balls, immediately you feel Duke shoot his seed down your throat. slowly easing your mouth off him you raise your head and look him in the eye as you slowly swallow, bringing your thumb up to your mouth catching anything that dare to spill out, and push your thumb back inside your mouth.

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you're ass up face down Duke is behind you teasing your entrance his rough fingers tips having a firm hold on your hips. "mmnh- please fuck me" you let out a small moan as his tip slowly works its way in only to pull out in the matter of seconds, this man knew what he was doing and you were starting to get sexually frustrated.

Duke leans down deepening your arch to whisper in your ear "i was gonna make you wait a little longer... but since you asked so nicely" out of nowhere he starts to absolutely annihilate your pussy. Roughly pulling your hips to meet his as you grip the sheets below you grunts spilling form his mouth and moans coming form yours his pace was fast, but as good as this felt you wanted him to fuck you differently this time. "fuck- babe stop." you reach your hand behind you to place it on top of his. Duke starts to slow down "what's wrong?" his forehead wrinkles with concern and frustration.

but all of that soon washes away when he hears the next sentence that comes out your filthy mouth "fuck me how you was doing that bull" a smile creeps up on to his face "oh so that's what this about?" his 1937 laugh booms in your ear. laughing? he's laughing? after all that torture he's put you through and he's laughing? see this is why you shouldn't of said shit. cause now he's making fun of you. as a matter of fact you should just leave his ass by himself to finish own his own. you had a pink dildo in your dresser that you could-

"mhhhhh shitt" a loud pornographic moan escapes your mouth Duke shoves his whole dick inside you only to grind lightly just like he was doing that fucking bull except you actually felt it. his right hand crosses over to caress your hip bone his left hand moves up to your head and starts to vandalize your curls your eyes are rolling to the back of your head, hands are tangled into the sheets, and your arch deepens once more

"that's it? that's the spot huh?" he lifts your head up as he leans down to make eye contact with you. "right- shit here?"

you moan out loudly it just felt so good. you weren't even able to form a proper sentence Duke had known he found it by the way you clenched around him at the end of each thrust. you could feel the curve abuse your cervix. this. this was different you could feel him, feel every vein, feel how hard he was, and the softness of his skin and he picks up the pace continuously rolling the curve against that sensitive spot inside you, duke groaned everyone your hips met his.

your pussy was sucking him in further into you, Duke kept going harder and harder ramming his length balls deep into you, all while rolling his hips up into that spongy spot inside of you. listening to all of the clapping and moans helped a tight knot form in your stomach.

"fuck just like that mama" his eyebrows crease, you just were so tight squeezing the hell out of him as his balls slap against your clit. Duke was just about ready to bust when you start to bounce your ass back on him. he loved this part of backshots, whenever you start to fuck back onto him it made him feel so good. he grew harder at the fact that you could take all of him. especially in this position.

he surprisingly moans when he looks down to see your pussy creating a white ring around the base of his cock "s-shit" he somehow goes even faster mercilessly abusing your cervix you were almost there and he was too you felt his thrust get sloppy, his grunts and moans increasing.

he the hand in your hair moves down to rub tight but slow circles around your clit bringing you the sweet release you've been waiting so long for. "fuckfuckfuck- fuckkk" you threw your head back in ecstasy squeezing him so tight that he legit couldn't move. you hear him let out one last groan as you go limp and milk him dry.

after staying in the same position for a while he finally pulls out collapsing next to you. grabbing the comforter you pull it over your body's resting your head on his chest as his arm comes to wrap around you.

"kai is gonna kill me"

#duke dennis #duke dennis amp #duke dennis x black!fem!reader #duke dennis smut #duke dennis x reader #duke dennis x black reader #duke dennis is my man #so fine #lol #y'all this ass #smut #hope yall are doing great

[hoezhatelola]

“GOING BACK THERE TONIGHT, AND YOU KNOW WHAT’S ON MY MIND”

duke dennis x fem! reader

this post contains swearing, smut, oral (male receiving, praise, bits of degrading, choking, dom!duke, sub!reader

when duke comes back needy from a vacation with his friends, in which the whole time he couldn’t help but miss you while fantasizing about burying himself deep inside you, you greet him at the door with a warm smile, and he can’t help but provide you with what you’ve both been waiting for ;)

a/n: i did not proofread this!

duke’s family didn’t particularly like you, and you never entirely knew why. you were always careful to be especially respectful and helpful at any holidays or events. for the past couple months, they’ve refrained from inviting you to anything of the sort, which- having family issues of your own, did, admittedly, hurt. it did put a dent in your relationship with duke, however, the two of you loved each other intensely, and that was enough to get through anything.

you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t touch yourself at night, pretending your fingers were his, pretending that he was there next to you, your insides aching for his time and attention. after all, a month long trip away from your boyfriend would affect anyone.

duke wasn’t shy about admitting that he looked at pictures of you, videos, and even listened to your audio messages- anything to get him to his climax while you were hundreds of miles away.

tonight was the night he’d finally return, your heart fluttering at the excitement of him knocking on the door of your shared apartment and engulfing you in the warmest of hugs. you cleaned up nicely for him, and had a warm meal prepared as well. your body was adorned in cute lace panties and one of his giant t-shirts, you were excited to greet him but you’d rather be comfortable in this case.

11:42 pm now hit, your eyes droopy as you waited on the couch, desperately fighting sleep and finding ways to stay occupied such as television, makeup, and writing. a loud knock and a gruff, tired sigh could be heard outside your door, to which you jumped upwards and bolted towards the entrance.

your fingers delicately undid the lock, and with a quick pull the door was open. god, how does he always look so good? you thought to yourself. he was slightly out of breath from walking and carrying the heavy luggages, so you assumed the elevators were broken once again. he wore a white t-shirt and red cargo sweat-shorts, effortlessly comfortable.

you looked up at him and his eyes met yours, a wide grin, which flashed his grillz, spreading across his face. he dropped his luggage in the doorway and slammed the door behind him, scooping your figure hastily into his arms. he squeezed you so tightly your arms were stuck under his.

“b-baby i can’t hug you back,” you laughed, “my arms.” he continued to hold you silently, a sniffle coming from him. duke set you down for a moment and looked down at you, his hands traveling from your waist up to your neck, and cupping your cheek.

“i missed you so so much, beautiful” he said into your neck, hugging you once more and repeatedly peppering kisses onto your lips, cheeks, forehead, and neck.

“aww, baby i missed you too.” you said in response, running your hand up and down his back to comfort him. “don’t cry, it’s okay, i’m here” you sighed against his chest, and you continued to embrace each other for another moment.

“now come eat,” you said, “the foods gonna get cold.” you turned around to head towards the small kitchen when a hand grabbed your wrist and the other snaked around your waist, duke pulling you into his chest with your back facing him. his head nuzzled into your neck, and his teeth nibbled the edge of your ear.

“don’t act like you haven’t been dying for me too, hm? i can already tell…” his hand traveled down to your crotch, snaking between your thighs. “how wet you are,” he finished his sentence by slipping his fingers into your panties, being met with a warm wetness.

“mmmhm,” you moaned lightly. part of you wanted him to eat, especially with the amount of effort you put into his meal. the other part of you couldn’t deny the relief you felt of his skilled fingertips swirling circles around your needy clit. your knees began to weaken as he picked up the pace.

“it’s been too long, hasn’t it?” he inquired, not expecting an actual response. duke lifted you up and carried you to the bedroom bridal style as the two of you passionately kissed. he set you onto the bed and a hand wrapped around your neck, the other slowly sliding into your pussy.

“that’s it, mama. squeeze my fingers, mhm.” he groaned, and you mewled in response, tightening up around him even more. he began to pump his fingers in and out of you, hitting that spot every single time. you began to feel that coil building, preparing to snap.

“i-i’m gonna..” you couldn’t even form coherent sentences as his long fingers filled you up as you’ve been aching for. the mere thought of you orgasming on his fingers for only him to see drove him crazy and brought you a feeling of intense bliss.

“gonna cum for me, baby? hm? gonna ask my permission?” he laughed in your ear, his deep voice driving you over the edge. he enjoyed watching you squirm hopelessly underneath him, legs shaking in pleasure and wide eyes begging to cum on his hands.

“pl-please can i.. auhh!” you moaned out, his thumb now rubbing circles on your clit in addition to his fingers working inside of you. the stimulation was becoming overwhelming, but every part of you wanted his cock stroking your insides.

“can you.. what?” he mocked you by making his voice a slightly higher pitch and chuckling lowly. his chain tickled the crook of your neck and his teeth played with the edge of your jaw. “hmm? say it for me, mama. i know you can..”

his words of encouragement brought you even closer, your vision becoming blurred. suddenly, he removed his fingers from your throbbing pussy, causing you to snap your eyes open and furrow your brows. “the fuck was that for?”

he took your jaw in your hand, holding you firm to look at him. “watch your fucking mouth, and sit up.” he ordered, you wanted so desperately to cum, however you knew he’d make you wait after the display of your bad attitude.

you sat up and did as he told, and before you knew it his long dick was displayed in front of your eyes. you spit on it before wrapping a hand around it and beginning to pump it up and down. he licked his lips as you slapped it on your tongue, quickly putting it into your mouth. you swirled your tongue around it and began to suck at the tip. “that’s my good girl. look up at me.”

you looked up at him and locked eyes as you took the entirety of it into your mouth. his tip repeatedly hit the back of your throat, and you hollowed your cheeks as saliva dripped down your face. you looked up at duke with wide, teary eyes, earning a groan from him. “fuuuck, yes baby..”

duke spit on your face and bobbed your head up and down using his large hands. the room was filled with lewd sounds of gagging and the pool in your panties continued to grow. “good fucking girl,” he grunted as you went faster. you could feel his dick tensing up inside of your warm, wet mouth.

he pulled you off of him and caressed your wet, puffy lips with his thumb. “my pretty girl..” he said, and you nodded hastily in response. you were like a puppy, melting into his touch and hooking onto his every single word. duke paid special attention to every feature on your face in this moment… your cheeks salty with tears, your eyes pink, wide, and watery, your mascara smeared on your face, and your puffy lips covered in his milky and clear pre-cum.

he liked you this way the best- makeup destroyed, pussy throbbing to be touched and satisfied, tears running down your face, and your mind a blur for only him. it got him excited just thinking about fucking you stupid.

he always loved missionary with you, because he could suck on your tits as they bounced in his face, look you in your beautiful eyes, and fuck you just how you liked it all at the same time. however, this time was different. you were longing to lay on your stomach, face down and ass up, and let him take complete control by making you his complete, fucked silly, slut.

you laid down on your stomach and positioned yourself accordingly. duke came behind you and grabbed your hip with one hand, pinning your hands behind your back with the other. “you want this dick, mama?” he asked, but it was more of a statement than a question.

“yes, please give it to me.” you begged, wiggling your ass against his abs as he positioned himself at your entrance and chuckled.

“patience, baby..” he said in his deep voice, slowly sliding all eight inches in. “you okay?” he asked, and you looked back at him with pleading eyes.

“im okay, it stings like usual.” you replied, and he nodded intently. communication was always crucial between the two of you. he asked to start moving, and after a moment of adjusting you confirmed it was okay.

each slow stroke was otherworldly to you. duke knew your spots so well, and he knew just how to get you crying for more. he pulled fistfuls of your hair for you to look back at him as he picked up the pace.

he looks so handsome, you thought to yourself.

his brows were gently furrowed as he looked directly up at the ceiling with closed eyes, biting his lips and grabbing the fat of your ass. “mmm, you’re so tight for me..” the squelching of your pussy and the sound of his balls hitting your skin filled the room, along with your moans of course.

“mmmhmmm, auuhhh. oh my-fuck..” you were particularly vocal this time, finally being fulfilled after waiting for so long. you bit your lip so hard that a drop of blood fell, and you backed up onto his dick as he fucked you harder and harder.

“i love it when you do that, you’re gonna make me cum soon…” he groaned, standing still and allowing you to do the work. you continue to back up onto him, loud cries of his name filling the room. “and remember what i said earlier, mama.” he added on, and your confusion turned into stubbornness.

“i don’t have to ask you to cum.” you emphasized his part in that sentence and he stopped immediately, holding your hips still with one hand, and using the other to forcefully pull you up so that your back was directly against his chest. dick still inside of you, his hand wrapped around his neck and gave it a harsh squeeze. your brows scrunched in response and your pussy tightened around him at the feeling of his hands slightly cutting off your oxygen.

duke ignored the squeeze of you around him and pulled your hair back to look him in the eyes, still choking you with his hand. “the fuck you say?” he asked, and he knew you liked the way he took control.

“mm-nothing.” you struggled to speak through your lack of oxygen. he loosened the grip on your neck and shoved two fingers into your mouth, causing you to gag repeatedly while holding his eye contact.

“that’s what i fucking thought. lay down.” he said, and you did so. he slowly slid himself in and started fucking you deeply at a quick pace, you could feel him nearing his end as his strokes became more and more sloppy.

your legs began to shake as your climax neared. “mmh- c-can i cu-cum? please!” you stuttered, burying your face in the pillow. you could feel your cheeks heating up and your body coming closer and closer to finishing.

duke knew you so well, he didn’t pick up the pace and destroy your wave of pleasure. he kept at it directly, and brought a hand down to rub circles on your clit. “yes, mama. cum with me, cum on this dick.” he groaned, smacking your ass.

you came undone on his dick, your legs shaking and pussy squeezing repeatedly. your juices dripped down his penis and your thighs, and his hot nut shot up deep inside of you, filling you to the brim. he pulled out and watched as your pussy squeezed around nothing and his sperm leaked out of you. he used his fingers to push it back inside, collapsing next to you on the bed.

duke got up to give you water, a gentle massage, and cleaned you up before hugging you into his chest. he breathed in the smell of the shampoo in your hair, playing with your locks. you sighed into his neck, enjoying the refreshing smell of his cologne.

“you still hungry?” you inquired with a chuckle, he looked down at you with incredibly dreamy eyes, getting lost in yours.

“yea.. but fuck it.” he replied and closed his eyes, nuzzling in closer to you.

“baby i made a whole meal for you and i know you’re hungry.” you rubbed circles on his neck gently, and he loved the feeling of your nails gently dragging along his skin.

he grabbed your leg and put it on top of him, wrapping the blanket around the two of you and pulling you closer. “and?”

“aaaand..” you hummed, smiling into his chest warmly. “go eat if you’re hungry i know the flight was long.” he sunk further into your touch and shook his head, the sound of your voice in his ear soothing every single thought on his mind.

“and miss this? nah. not for the world.”

#duke dennis #duke dennis amp #duke dennis x reader #duke dennis x fem!reader #duke dennis smut #duke dennis is my man #lol #too lazy to put more tags #twitch streamer #smut #i love him i love him i love him i love him #duke dennis imagine #duke dennis fan fiction #fine black men

[alexfromjersey]

𝓓𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓼 & 𝓕𝓪𝓷 𝓓𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼

jenna ortega x g!poc

summary: jah submits a demo. jenna gets questioned by hudson. fans start to piece things together

warnings: mature language

a/n: I want to quit my job 🙂. I wish we got paid to write fanfiction. I walked 14,987 steps in one single shift

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@modernbussywhip: AIGHT I NEED EVERYONE TO SHUT THE FUCK UP AND PAY ATTENTION TO ME

@ghostridingwhip: aggressive for wat tho?

@modernbussywhip: SSSHHHHHH I HAVE NEW INFO BOUT JAH'S MYSTERY GIRL! I have two potential candidates and please note that one of them is a little bit of a surprise

@highondatgreen: i thought it was clear that I'm Jah's girl

@ghostridingwhip: @highondatgreen whatever u smoke...slide some over here

@ghostridingwhip: @modernbussywhip who are the candidates 👀

@modernbussywhip: ALRIGHT CLASS IS IN SESSION. Now like I said i have two candidates but it could be more cuz we all know Jah is a hoe...a respectable one tho but i digress.

@modernbussywhip: CANDIDATE NUMERO UNO: Stacey Vernon, a popular social media influencer on TikTok. She has a twin sister Diana and with Davis, they all attended school together (as she has mentioned in a TikTok video). They were together at Stacey's birthday party not too long ago and even though Jah shut the rumors down of them being together...we never know when it comes to Shiesty.

@fnthechat: geeeeezzzzz if this Jah's girl....

@behindthespecialk: I love jah but there's no way jah bagged her

@shiestylover: @behindthespecialk: whoa whoa not u doubting my girl's ability to bag bad bitches. you must not seen her roster 😏

@behindthespecialk: HOW?!?! @sheistylover

@shiestylover: she just built like that 😏

@modernbussywhip: LMAOOO while we can admire the untouchable rizz Jah has later....we should move on to candidate numero dos because this one...is a little out there but plausible.

@modernbussywhip: CANDIDATE NUMERO DOS: we all know her, we all love her and it's Miss Jenna Ortega. Now now now before everyone start think pieces just look at my evidence ok come come....evidence number one back when the Scream 6 premiere happened Jah accompanied Davis to it. I'm 95% sure that's where they first met because Jah didn't go to Canada while Davis was filming Scream 6. 1/4

@modernbussywhip: we all saw jenna appear in Jah's vlog...the eye contact, the sexual tension, everything was there between them. But fast forward a couple of hours later, a fan posted a pic with jenna who was at a restaurant and in the pic u can see a tattooed arm and it's the same tattoos Jah has! 2/4

@modernbussywhip: CONTINUE TO WALK WITH ME! Fast forward more, they follow each other on Instagram and as a jenna fan also...that girl avoids that app like the bubonic plague EXCEPT for when Jah posts...every single post of jah has a jenna like...i don't think jenna even likes her mother's posts so for her to only be on Instagram liking Jah's posts....my spidey senses are tingling 3/4

@modernbussywhip: ALMOST DONE! now we always mess with jah on her Reddit so lately it's been nothing but pics and edits of jenna on it...NOT ONCE has she told anyone to stop sending pics and edits of jenna. AND every time she looks at one...her eyes lights up and she starts to smile and blush! Plus after the Met Gala, Jenna stayed in New York...why did she stay in New York?? Jenna's from Cali across the fucking country and she was seen around the Bronx area....YALL NOT FOOLING ME! 4/4

@fnthechat: if jah managed to bag the baddiest scream queen in existence...imma need her to write a book about how to generate THAT much rizz

@ghostridingwhip: fr...that's like level 100 rizz...past Duke Dennis level of rizz

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"Man this is the fucking FIFTH studio I called today and none of them got availability tonight" You groaned out of frustration.

"Why you wait until the last minute to call these studios?" Delyse questioned.

"Well I just signed up for the contest. It was a spur of the moment thing I didn’t really think it through." You said.

Delyse hummed in response and turned her attention back to the food on the stove.

"We can see if Kenny still got his home studio. I think he still live on 33rd" Davis said.

"Bet let's go. We'll be back Ma" You said to your mother and left with Davis.

"You got a song you gonna record?" Davis asked.

"Yeah I wrote it a long time ago. I made the beat and everything" You smiled.

Soon the two of you made it to Kenny's house. You walk into the building and climb up the three flights of stairs, remembering that his elevator never worked. You got to his door and knocked on it.

You waited patiently and slightly out of breath. You knocked again, "Yo Kenny it's me Jah."

Suddenly, the door was ripped opened and a furious looking woman stood there with a crying baby on her hip.

"Uh is Kenny here?" You asked.

The woman laughed sadistically, "Of course you're looking for Kenny. Kenny left four months ago with a skank from Brooklyn."

You and Davis looked at each other stuck on what to say.

"Um...you don't happen to still have his studio equipment?" You asked carefully.

"Nope. I burned it. I burned everything of his" The woman replied.

"Okay thanks" You both gave her a small smile and walked away from Kenny's former apartment. The two of you left the building with you feeling utterly defeated.

"What the fuck am I gonna do? I have to submit this demo by 11:59 tonight" You sighed.

"Don't stress bruh we gon' figure something out. Trust" Davis reassured you. You nodded and took a deep breath in to calm your body down.

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London, England

1:23 am

Jenna had just got to her temporary home after a long day of filming. She was exhausted and was glad she had the day off so she can rest properly. She pulled her shoes off and placed her purse on the table.

Just as she was about to sit on the couch, a knock is at her door.

She internally screams before she walks to the door and opens it to reveal Hudson.

Jenna sighed, "What do you want Hudson?"

"I...just wanted to check in on you. I know you've been working hard which could be harmful to the baby" Hudson said nervously.

"Now you care about me and my baby" Jenna said and raised her eyebrow in suspicious at the boy.

"I always cared about you Jenna. If I didn't I wouldn't be here right now" Hudson replied.

"If you cared about me you wouldn't have told my family about me being pregnant. That wasn't something someone who cared about me would do" Jenna said and crossed her arms over her chest.

"You're right. I shouldn't have done that, it wasn't my place to do that and I sincerely apologize" Hudson said.

Jenna hummed in response, not really believing his words.

Hudson sighed and scratched the back of his neck, "I truly am sorry and I regret doing it. I just...I just wanted to check on you after everything that happened with Neil on the plane."

At the mention of the male, Jenna tensed. She was doing good with pushing him out of her thoughts. Instead, choosing to focus on her filming. She couldn't and won't let him control her...not anymore. She deserved to be happy.

"I'm fine. I'll handle it" Jenna lied.

Hudson opened his mouth to say something but decided against it after seeing the look on her face.

"Okay...I'll uh...see you tomorrow" Hudson said and walked away from her door. Jenna shut the door after he left and sat on her couch. She was stressed and that wasn't good for her or the baby...she needed to relieve some stress.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

i need help

NYC 🩵:

with 👀

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

im stressed

NYC 🩵:

well taking deep breaths and meditating i heard is a good source of stress relief

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

NYC 🩵:

was that not the right thing to do?

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

nope

NYC 🩵:

ah shit

WAIT

😏😏😏😏😏😏

i know what u want

🤤🤤🤤 vegan food looks bomb don't ya agree

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

I hate you with everything in me 😂

NYC 🩵:

💀💀💀 wym? wat i do? is that not right also?!?

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you know that's not what i want

NYC 🩵:

what u want then

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you know

NYC 🩵:

i dont know ms ortega

not a mind reader

use your words

A chill went through Jenna's body as she read the message, imagining you actually saying those words to her...under different circumstances.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

don't say that

it makes it harder when you say things like that

NYC 🩵:

😂😂😂😂

ain't it like almost 2 am or something over there

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

no...

NYC 🩵:

nice try

go to sleep

goodnight my honey bunches of oats 😘🥰

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you're annoying 😒

Jenna groaned and placed her phone down next to her. She needed to eat, shower, and sleep. But before she could even attempt to start, her phone dinged again. She grabbed it and opened the message from you, she took a sharp inhale of air.

NYC 🩵:

word?

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It was picture of you in the mirror with your head titled to the side and tongue stretched out your mouth. Your tongue was naturally long, almost reaching to your chin. But what also caught her eyes was your hand placement which was grabbing your genitalia through your gray sweatpants. That's all Jenna needed.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

i take back what i said

🤰🏻🩵

You laughed at Jenna's message and fixed yourself before walking out the bathroom. You and Davis got back to your Mother's house defeated from the lack of progress in finding a studio.

You don't know how you were going to finished this demo and submit it in 4 hours.

A knock at the door grabbed your attention, you watched as your mother walks to the door and cracks it open.

"Hey Leon" Delyse smiled brightly at the sight of the man.

"Hey Del, how you doing?" Leon gave her a smile back.

"I'm good just cooking for these clingy kids" Delyse answered and opened the door wider for Leon to see you and Davis.

"Hey Mr. Greenhill" You and Davis simultaneously greeted the older man. Leon chuckled and waved at them.

"Oh I knew I smelled something delicious. Man I missed smelling your cooking reminds me of the old days" Leon flattered.

Delyse let out a little giggle, "Yeah the old days."

The two adults stood in the doorway looking at each other basking in the comfortable silence. Meanwhile, you and Davis looked at each other before looking back at the older adults.

"I...uh just wanted to stop by and say hello. I don't wanna intrude anymore than I already have" Leon smiled at Delyse.

"No, no, no intruding...do you want a plate?" Delyse boldly asked.

It took a moment for Leon to come up with a response but eventually he did, "Uh yeah sure."

The older gentleman walked into the house and Delyse closed the door behind him. Leon pulled off his cap and held it in his hands. He sat next to you at the end of the table.

"How you guys doing?" Leon politely said to you and Davis.

"Eh" You shrugged.

"Eh? Why eh?" Leon questioned.

"Jah signed up for this music competition. Winner gets a five million dollar record deal with Passion Records. The contestants must submit a demo by 11:59 p.m tonight but we haven't found a studio all week" Davis explained.

"And I tried recording it on my phone but the audio is all grainy and hard to hear" You sighed.

"Hmm...can you sing the song you are going to submit?" Leon questioned.

You and Davis glanced at each other again but Davis just shrugged. You scrolled to the notes app and pulled the beat of the song you are going to use.

"Rollin' through with stacks, it's easy, money rainin' down, just like a storm, I got the riches-" You get interrupted by Leon pausing the beat on your phone.

"No" Leon said.

"No? What you mean no? It's a good song" You scoffed.

"Yeah for the early 2015 era when singing about money like that could get you hits. It's 2023 now, people want to hear something different something unique. If I was a judge and I heard that...I would think you're just hopping on the trendy music hoping for yours to be the hit. But you don't realize that everyone is thinking the same thing as you. The only way for you to be looked at twice is if you stand out. Let the lyrics come from within you, come from your heart" Leon explained to you.

Delyse then comes from the kitchen with a plastic bag with aluminum foiled wrapped plates inside.

"Here you go" Delyse smiled and handed Leon the bag.

"Thank you. I really appreciate this Delyse" Leon smiled at her grateful. He stood up from the table and grabbed his cap.

"Once you find those lyrics, come and find me on Southern BLVD but hurry though you got four hours left" Leon said and left the house.

Meanwhile, you sat stuck at the dining room table. Replaying the words Leon said, basically calling your song shit. It stung but deep down you knew he was right. The song didn't feel like you, it felt like a 14 year old wrote it and it wasn't your style.

You glanced at the clock on the wall as you grabbed a pen and paper. 7:48 p.m. Your eyes then glanced down to your phone and an unopened message from Jenna.

Hollywood 🤰🏻:

you have to be the greatest partner alive 😏

"Have to be..." You muttered to yourself. Instantly, your hand starts to move by itself as you write down the lyrics to your new song.

Let the lyrics come from your heart.

🤰🏻🩵

Two hours later, you finally finished and made your way to Southern BLVD with Davis tagging along.

"Why Southern BLVD though? What's here besides crackheads and prostitutes?" Davis commented.

The two of you continued walking down the block until you start to hear the sound of music. The closer you got to the corner, the louder and clearer the music became. It was street drummers and Leon was in the middle of them playing the electric guitar. You and Davis watched in amazement as he kept up with the drummers until they finished their last cord together.

The small amount of people that were gathered applauded them and a couple gave a few dollars before walking away.

"Yo I ain't know you could play the guitar Mr. Greenhill" Davis said.

Leon chuckled, "I'm a man with many talents son." The older male turned to you.

"I'm assuming you got something better with you this time" Leon teased.

You laughed, "Yeah I do. Wrote it from the heart like you said."

"Alright, well you better warm up that voice. You got a song to perform" Leon smiled and patted your back.

"Wait what? Right now? In public?" You questioned.

"Uh yeah. You need to submit that demo in two hours. I checked to see if you submit a live version of your demo and it said you could so get a move on" Leon said and stepped to the side.

"I don't got a beat though I just have the lyrics" You said. You were really trying your hardest not to perform in front of people severely underprepared.

"Don't worry about that" Leon said and placed the guitar over his shoulder.

Leon then played a cord on the guitar, soon the bucket drummer started feeling the vibe and matched the cord Leon was playing. Then you heard someone sweeping from behind you, it surprisingly also matched with everyone. You start to nod your head, feeling the rhythm and you grabbed the beat up microphone from the ground.

Davis pulled out his phone to start recording you.

"Can't wait for you to get home, we ain't got to go nowhere. Airplane on my phone, it can wait til the morning. I can't fathom why you choose me out billions but I'll take it" You sung. You felt your eyes close as you got lost into the music.

Soon, you finished off the song to a large crowd cheering and clapping at your performance.

"I told you let the lyrics come from your heart. You made magic tonight Jah, take pride of your work" Leon educated you.

You nodded at him and walked over to Davis who was fiddling with his phone.

"And submitted" Davis smiled at you as he submitted the demo on the competition website.

"Hard part is over for now. Now we wait" You exhaled deeply.

a/n: if you put a buck in my cup I will shut the fuck up… but you ain’t gotta be a baller to give me a motherfucking dollar…

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[blackterrae]

Ideas for Black!Reader Fic

I am going to try my hand again at writing. And I wanted to share some people and fandoms that I love. If you don’t know these shows/actors/franchises/movies/streamers I’m putting you on! For the following:

Johnny Depp- All his characters

Cameron Monaghan- I know that there are fics out there but it’s only always his Jerome/Jeremiah roles never just him or Cal Kestis

Anthony Carrigan- I loved Anothy as Victor Zsasz

Paul Dano- There are Riddler fics but not as many for his other roles

The Entire Cast of Hawaii Five-0 (2010) - Don’t even get me started on how good this show is! And the cast looks amazing!

Chicago Med/Fire/PD- These shows have so much potential for fanfic storylines!

The Game (2006)- Has great potential for slow burns and fluffs.

Star Wars franchise (1977-present) - I know I said Cal Kestis but there are also other characters like Anakin, Luke, Obi Wan,Boba Fett (etc.)

NCIS franchise- I honestly love this franchise and it’s characters!

Hamilton

Any/All Sports Men- Jude Bellingham,Lewis Hamilton,LaMelo Ball,Allen Iverson(etc.)

Berleezy - He’s handsome and he’s funny!

Coryxkenshin- I literally love him and his videos!

Albert Aretz (Flamingo)- Look … he may be the epitome of mediocre white man but I like what I like!

AMP- Duke Dennis, Kai Cenat, Agent 00, ChrisNxtDoor,Davis, and Fanum ( all I gotta say is love a black man from infinity to infinity🗣️)

Beta Squad- A British YouTube/ streamer group!

SOMEBROS- Berleezy, Rico, ,PG, Joe (etc.)

WWE- come on now, do I even need to explain!!!

Four Brothers- All the cast but Garrett Hedland in particular!

Peacemaker - Don’t get me wrong I love Adrian Chase but I want to see just as much Peacemaker x black!reader fics because 2 words… JOHN CENA

MAWS- New animated Superman show! Love!

Smallville - The entire cast is hot! Tbh I fell hard for Tom Welling when I was younger when he was in Cheaper By The Dozen. Plus they literally whitewashed Vixen. COME ON! Vixen is a black female hero btw. She was also with Jon (Green Lantern) at one point.

Justice League/Justice League Unlimited (2001 and 2004)- I mean I literally can’t find any Jon Stewart x black!reader fics and he was with a BLACK WOMAN!

Warner Bros Franchise (minus the looney tunes & space jam)- There are lots of popular franchises that this company has from Fast & Furious to The Matrix!

Peaky Blinders- Saw a Tommy shelby x arms dealer black!female reader fic on my previous account but even then I couldn’t find it again on that account. So it’s gone with the wind. And the cast (i.e the actors and other characters they’ve portrayed). Example: Cillian Murphy as Johnathan Crane.

The Bear

FBI (All)

Vinnie Hacker

Tiktokers

Blue Bloods

Will Poulter- I haven’t really seen any Adam Warlock fics

Slashers

Stranger Things

Dave Lizewski

Eddie Redmayne

Macgyver (2016)

Fresh Prince of Belair

Guardians of the galaxy- Explanation? Do I really need one?

On My Block

Descendants (characters will be the actors age in real life.duh)- Love Boo-boo Stewart & Mitchell Hope!

Matt Rife

Joey Bragg (Liv &Maddie) - What can I say I love dorks!

The Boys- Haven’t seen that many fics about the characters and a black reader

Once Upon A Time- I love dark fairytales sometimes because they remind me that not every story has a happy ending and you have to learn from them. But this series is good for any theme really.

Walker Texas Ranger (1993)

Top Gun

Magcon: Whether you saw their vines on YouTube or vine, you know who they are

Dolan Twins

Mission Impossible

Euphoria- Entire show has great storylines with the potential of drama in fics

Shameless- Especially Carl Gallagher and Lip Gallagher

Creed- Michael B Jordan need I say more

Keanu Reeves- There are very few fics about Keanu but I’ve seen a few of his John Wick x black!reader fics (chef’s kiss) but never see any of The Matrix Fics!Also Ted (Bill & Ted)

River Phoenix

Batman Beyond

Rider Strong

Danny Gonzalez

Timothée Chalamet

New York Undercover

Past-Present Singers & Rappers/ Groups -Bow Wow, Tupac, Lil Baby, Nelly, Omarion, Prince, Michael Jackson, Jon B,Usher, Central Cee, Måneskin, New Edition, BTS, James Bay(etc.)

Anime(Any kind!)- Would love to see other shows, I know hunterxhunter,aot,one piece (etc.)

Bridgerton- There is very little Bridgerton stories catered around a black reader.

Marvel- Now that’s not to say that there aren’t any in fact there are many but I never see (Tobey Maguire Spider-Man stories and it seems like everyone tends to focus on the famous Marvel characters like The Avengers but not on other aspects like X-men or better yet, heroes that haven’t even gotten their own movie but are just as amazing like Squadron Supreme , it’s equivalent to DCU’s Justice League.

Secret Invasion- Not gonna lie , I’m feening for Gravik.😳

DCEU- Another franchise that pushes its other characters to the side. For example, Hush (Thomas Elliot) is literally the epitome of Bruce Wayne gone bad!

Ross Lynch- There are so many roles that Ross did so well in Like Teen Beach Movie or Sabrina.

Highschool Musical Franchise (2006- present ) I’m not just talking about HSMTS (2019), I mean even further back than that. I don’t see any Troy Bolton x black!reader and that’s crazy. I also can’t find any Zac Efron x black!reader

Interview with a Vampire (1994) and (2022)

Austin Butler- He did well in his role as Elvis!

Vikings - There are a good amount but still!

Transformers

Suits

Saved By The Bell

The Goldbergs

Parks & Recreation

Leverage

The Outsiders

Heart of Stone

New York Undercover (1994)

Addams Family

Victorious

Matpat

ICarly

The Real Bros of Simi Valley (2017)

Think Like A Man (2012)

One on One (2001)

Scorpion (2014)

The King of Queens (1998)

G.I. Joe Franchise

Terminator

Beware the Batman (2013)

Any and all Asian Idols/Actors

Seal Team

Mortal Combat

Bill and Ted

Barbie

Detroit: Become Human

Will Trent

Tokyo Vice

Growing Pains

Graceful Family (Kdrama)[Any Asian Drama shows or movies would be great as well]

The Regime

Batman: The animated series

If anyone needs ideas for these franchises/movies/shows/actors , then holla at me! I got you!

Also add more to the list if anything that you would like to see comes to mind.

Also tag black writers who you want to see this!

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[ominoose]

𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

A list of seasonal fanfics I've read or found over the month of October that I really enjoyed for future reference and others to check out <3

Since this got so long and we're only halfway through kinktober, a Part Two will be posted after Halloween.

Part 2

Key: 🎃 - NSFW ┆ 🤎 - x reader

Making Memories: Halloween by TockTornInReverse Steven, Marc and Jake decide to make new Halloween memories with Layla. System is very autistic. Very comfy and cozy. Characters: Moon Knight System, Layla Elfouley WC: 5.3K Birds of a Feather, Now and Forever by RebeccaOTool The System has to steal back Khonshu's ubshati. A funny lil fluff. Characters: Moon Knight System WC: 1.1K

Smarties Are Fine (But M&Ms are Traditional) by RebeccaOTool System are thumbsized (idk) and play a Halloween prank on Layla. Cute lil art at the end. Characters: Moon Knight System, Layla Elfouley WC: 683

My Way by @ladywynne Had me genuinely crying in a college bathroom. System dies with Jake. Hurts to even think about. Seasonal because trauma is halloweeny technically. Characters: Moon Knight System WC: 2K

Life's No Fun Without A Good Scare by RebeccaOTool Moon Knight and Hocus Pocus crossover. As goofy as it sounds. Characters: Moon Knight System, Layla Elfouley WC: 17.6K

Bad Moon Rising by interstellarwraith You go to a Haunted Attraction with Steven, accidentally end up on a double date with Marc. Characters: Steven Grant, Marc Spector WC: 1.3K ┆ 🤎

Moron by @jayke0 Pathetic man Cecil walks in on Blue pounding you and gets whiny. Characters: Cecil Dennis, Blue Jones WC: 1.9K ┆ 🎃🤎

You've Got Me Now by @jayke0 Basil starts an onlyfans after finding your onlyfans then you both bang. Characters: Basil Stitt WC: 2.5K ┆ 🎃🤎

Formal Wear by @flightlessangelwings Duke Leto likes your formal outfit a little too much. Characters: Leto Atreides WC: 1.5K ┆ 🎃🤎

Glove Kink by @winniethewife Jakes puts his gloves up your hooha. Characters: Jake Lockley WC: 632 ┆ 🎃🤎

Peak-A-Boo by @hon3yboy Nathan ghostface au that made even the biggest Nathan disrespector (me) simp for him. Characters: Nathan Bateman WC: 5.7K ┆ 🎃🤎

Private Show by @jayke0 Blue Jones but for the chubby girlies. Characters: Blue Jones WC: 1.4K ┆ 🎃🤎

King John The Scandalous by @boredzillenial Being a maid in King Johns castle comes with a lot of hassle. Characters: King John WC: 1.2K ┆ 🎃🤎

Lost in Love (and in a maze) by @w-m-heart On an anniversary date with Jake, you both go to a corn maze and get lost. Characters: Jake Lockley WC: 1.2K ┆ 🎃🤎

Accidental Stimulation by @outcome3 Blue hides in a closet to snoop on the girls until you squeeze in with him. Characters: Blue Jones WC: 775 ┆ 🎃🤎

Jake Has Ghosts by @reallyrallyauthor Short smut drabble themed around ghosts that was so poetic and good in the short wordcount it had. Characters: Jake Lockley WC: 245 ┆ 🎃🤎

Tied Down by @melodygatesauthor In the asylum with Blue Jones and he... ties you down. And acts like a condescending asshole. Characters: Blue Jones WC: 300 ┆ 🎃🤎

#omimuse #bookmark #if you want taken off here lmk #hope this isnt a bothm #but i really gotta start compiling my reads #i lose em so easily

[vannahmontannah]

flowers in the rain

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Hearing her soft moans only made me want to put in more work. I kissed her neck and she clawed at my back, her body arching towards me as I continued to please her. She let out a gasp as I moved lower, my lips trailing down her body until I reached her thighs. I could feel her trembling beneath me, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as I teased her with my tongue. I could tell she was close, her breathing becoming more erratic and her hips bucking against my mouth. I wanted to draw out her pleasure, but I couldn't resist the urge any longer. I moved back up to her lips, kissing her deeply as I entered her, feeling her walls clench around me. I could feel her nails digging into my shoulders as I moved in and out of her, the sound of our bodies colliding and her moans filling the room. I lost myself in the moment, completely consumed by the intense pleasure we were both feeling. And as we reached our climax together, I knew that this was just the beginning of a wild and passionate night. I held her close as we both caught our breath, basking in the afterglow and the overwhelming feeling of satisfaction. As we lay there, tangled in the sheets, I couldn't help but think about how much I loved making her moan and how I couldn't wait to do it all over again.

~~~~~~

A week has passed since the tragedy and Zuri seemed to calm down. I do feel sorry for his family though and I wish them all the love in the world.

The rain created a soothing symphony as it hit the window panes and roof. It was as if nature was performing just for us, providing the perfect ambiance for our intimate embrace. We talked about everything and nothing at the same time, our voices blending with the peaceful sounds of the rain. In that moment, there was no one else in the world except for the two of us. The worries and stresses of everyday life melted away as we lost ourselves in each other's arms. The room was filled with a sense of warmth and contentment, as if we were in our own little bubble, shielded from the chaos of the outside world. The rain continued to fall, but it didn't bother us. In fact, it only added to the intimacy of the moment, making it feel like we were the only two people in the world. We knew that this moment was one to be cherished, a memory that would forever be etched in our minds. We were in the bed for hours...she got on top of me and cradled my body and I wrapped my arms around her bare body. Her skin was as soft as a pillow and delicate like whipped cream.

DING DONG

"Fuck..." I said, underneath my breath. "I'm coming!"

I swiftly moved Zuri back in bed and put some clothes on. I put on a shirt, some shorts, and my slides and headed to the front door. I opened the door and was met with a banquet full of flowers. Oh...I forgot about these.

"Delivery for Mr. Duke Dennis?"

"Right here man. Thank you,"

As I stood there holding the bouquet of beautiful flowers, I couldn't help but feel a sense of panic wash over me. I had completely forgotten about the delivery that I had scheduled for today. It wasn't until I saw the delivery man standing at my door, waiting for my signature, that it hit me. I quickly signed off on the delivery and handed the man a generous tip, trying to cover up my mistake with a smile. But as soon as the door closed, my mind started racing. Should I give the flowers to her right away or should I wait until we're actually on our date? I didn't want to come off as too eager or pushy, but at the same time, I didn't want the flowers to wilt before she could enjoy them. It was a delicate balance and I couldn't help but feel a bit anxious about making the right decision. In the end, I decided to hold onto the flowers and give them to her when we were actually on our date. It would be a sweet surprise and a way to show her that I had been thinking about her. Plus, it would add a special touch to our date and make it even more memorable. As I placed the flowers in a vase, I couldn't help but smile at the thought of her reaction when she sees them. It was a small gesture, but one that I hoped would make a big impact.

The only thing was that I can't hide the flowers in my closet because that kills the flowers. I can't put them in my kitchen because she will see them. This is such bad timing. I'll just give her the flowers. I walked back into the room and sat next to her. I nudged at her trying to wake her up from her slumber. She pouted a little bit.

"What, Duke?"

"Dang! Why the attitude?"

"You woke me up..."

"But I got a surprise for you,"

"What?"

She adjusted her eyes and she gasped. I presented the roses to her and she put on the biggest smile to date. She put on one of my shirts and came to me, hugging me tightly. I could feel her warmth and her love radiating through her embrace. I held her close, breathing in her sweet scent and feeling grateful for this moment. It was a simple gesture, giving her a bouquet of roses, but it meant so much to her. She had been having a rough week, and I knew these flowers would bring a smile to her face. As she looked into my eyes, I could see the love and appreciation she had for me. I felt a surge of happiness and love wash over me, knowing that I could make her happy with such a small gesture. We stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, appreciating the beauty of the moment. It was moments like these that made me realize how lucky I was to have her in my life. She was my rock, my best friend, and my soulmate. We had been through so much together, and our love only grew stronger with each passing day. I couldn't imagine my life without her by my side. As we swayed to the music playing in the background, I whispered in her ear, 'I love you more than words can express.' She smiled and whispered back, 'I love you too, always and forever.' And in that moment, I knew that no matter what life threw our way, we would always have each other's love to guide us through.

I gently touched her as my hands moved beneath her shirt, caressing her softly. I then placed my hands on her chest and leaned my head against her back. After playing for a while, I carefully placed the flowers on the love seat and helped her lay down on the bed. As I prepared her for the event, I planted tender kisses on her skin, feeling grateful for the moment we shared.

My hands traced the curves of her body, feeling every inch of her soft skin. She let out soft moans as I continued to explore her with my hands. I could feel her body responding to my touch, her breathing becoming more shallow and her skin heating up under my fingertips.

As I continued to shower her with kisses, my hands moved down her body, tracing the lines of her hips and thighs. I could feel her body arching towards me, seeking more of my touch. I couldn't resist the urge to run my hands up and down her body, feeling the heat and desire building between us. I wanted to take my time, to savor every moment of this intimate experience with her.

As I reached her waist, I gently pulled her shirt up and over her head, revealing her beautiful form to me. I couldn't help but admire her, the way her body curved in all the right places, the way her skin seemed to glow under the soft light of the room. I leaned in to kiss her again, my hands now roaming freely over her bare skin.

I could tell she was enjoying every moment, her body responding eagerly to my touch. With each kiss and caress, I could feel the passion and desire growing between us. I wanted to make her feel loved and desired, to show her just how much she meant to me. I stripped out of my clothes and positioned myself between her legs, my arousal evident as I gazed down at her. Her eyes were filled with desire and anticipation, and I couldn't wait to fulfill her every need.

I trailed my lips down her chest, taking the time to suck and nibble on her sensitive nipples, eliciting more moans from her. I could feel her body arching towards mine, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly as she begged for more.

I couldn't deny her any longer and I made my way lower, my lips trailing down her stomach and towards her core. I could smell her arousal and it drove me crazy with desire. I gently spread her legs wider and ran my tongue along her folds, causing her to gasp and squirm beneath me.

I took my time, savoring the taste of her and exploring every inch of her with my tongue. Her moans became louder and more urgent, letting me know that she was close to the edge. I intensified my movements, using my fingers to tease and pleasure her even more.

She was writhing beneath me, her body trembling with pleasure as she reached her peak. I continued to pleasure her, not wanting the moment to end just yet. I wanted to make her feel every sensation possible before we both gave in to our desires.

As she came down from her high, I kissed my way back up her body, my lips never leaving her skin. I placed myself in between her legs, ready to rock her world. I scooted her to the edge of the bed and hovered over her and inserted myself inside of her. She let out a soft moan as I slowly pushed in deeper, savoring the sensation of her tightness around me. I could feel the heat emanating from her core, and I knew she was just as eager for this moment as I was.

As I began to move in a slow and steady rhythm, I could feel her nails digging into my back, urging me on. Her soft gasps and moans filled the room, and I could tell she was losing herself in the pleasure of our intimate connection.

I leaned down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. With each thrust, I could feel her body responding to me, her hips meeting mine in a dance of desire. I could feel my own pleasure building, but I wanted to make this last as long as possible.

I reached down to gently caress her breasts, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her. Her hands were roaming all over my body. I could feel the electricity between us, the intense chemistry that always seemed to ignite whenever we were together.

As our bodies moved faster and harder, our moans and gasps became louder, echoing off the walls. I could feel the tension building inside of me, and I knew she was close too. With a final thrust, we both reached our peak, our bodies trembling and pulsing with pleasure.

In that moment, I felt truly connected to her, both physically and emotionally. We lay there in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of our passionate encounter. I couldn't help but marvel at the way she made me feel, how every touch and every kiss sent shivers down my spine. And as we lay there, I knew that this was just the beginning of a night filled with endless pleasure and intense intimacy. I was grateful to have her in my life, to share these moments of pure ecstasy with her.

#duke dennis #romance #love #18+ content #romantic #smut

[machinesonix]

Holy shit folks Leto Atredies was not holding it together by the end there. Shortly before the Harkonnens make their move in the novel the Atredies host a dinner for some of their financial accomplices, and the dude gets sloppy. Like we gotta get a petition together to make Oscar Isaac do a script read here.

So dude's stressed. The writing is on the wall that the Harkonnens are gonna blow up his family and rescuing the crew of that spice crawler like we see in the movie has got him on high alert for saboteurs.  He starts off the shindig by pissing everyone off and giving away the customary party wash basin away to the poor. The water sellers don't like the precedent he's setting and even the serving lady is upset she's not gonna get the chance to sell second hand dirty water after the fact. There's some real tense back-and-forth because a couple of the guests keep flexing their wealth to show their host what they think of his generosity.

So Leto does what any reasonable person would do and dumps his glass out on the ground and insists everyone in attendance do the same. In one action things have gone from ‘double-layered banter’ to ‘its my party and I can force everyone to commit class warfare if I want to.’ Like I guess the subtext here is these guys are bragging about controlling the water and thus the power on Arrakis and Leto is going ‘control deez nuts,’ but for such a philanthropic dude it sure is the sort of gesture that gets the attention of Madame Guillotine. 

So then he dips from the party to go handle some statecraft and leaves Paul to host the dinner. Herbert doesn't say it, but at this point I'm pretty sure the Duke is flipping double middle fingers and making fart sounds with his mouth while making the most aggressive sort of eye contact with the bankers. These are the actions of man who is verbally insisting how not drunk he is. The point of the scene is that shit is getting bad in the Atredies household because of all the paranoia, but like imagine actual people going through these motions. Everybody's sitting awkwardly in this communal shame-puddle and then the guy who made everyone do it is like ‘Welp, that's it for me. Everybody, my fifteen year old son is king of the planet in the meantime.’ Film it. We're a couple movies in, but Dennis Villenueve if you're reading this, you and I both know what has to be done.

#dune #dune meta #duke leto atreides

[artbyblastweave]

My take on Captain America: Civil War is that the film did a pretty good job on picking up the trajectories of cap and Iron Man’s solo films to justify their respective stances; Iron Man’s whole thing in the MCU is that he’s perpetually freezing the gorilla to death and overreacting to his last thoughtless fuckup with a new thoughtless fuckup, and Cap’s recent history primarily consists of learning at gunpoint that the “lawful authority” he was taking his marching orders from was run by secret Nazis. They sold me on the idea that their respective hangups would lead them to physically fight each other over this.

However. The core problem, absolutely unfixable but very, very present, is that the MCU had had like, thirty costumed heroes ever, at the time of the film, some of whom were dead, some of whom were AWOL, some of whom were siloed in low-budget ABC shows, and thus the big showdown had the same energy as two groups of drunken assholes duking it out in a Denny’s parking lot. Literally, Ant Man shows up because he’s a guy one of them knows and they call him for extra muscle. They all awkwardly change in a parking garage. It’s farcical.

For everything wrong with it, the comics version of the story was an actual war, and it derived what stakes and power it had from the fact that both the fighting and the resolution of the conflict had very real day-to-day consequences for the man on the street. The event really only functions as intended in a world where superheroes are an unholy cross between subculture, activist movement, marginalized demographic and bounty hunters; the MCU version was just suped-up office politics, and not for a company whose work you like. We’re talking, like, Blackwater here.

#MCU #mcu meta #mcu analysis #civil war #captain america civil war #cacw #captain america #iron man #superheroes #thoughts #meta

[leonardcohenofficial]

i watched 120 new-to-me films this year; here are the posters from a few of my favorites in no particular order!!

faults (riley stearns, 2014) out of the blue (dennis hopper, 1980) wake in fright (ted kotcheff, 1971) entergalactic (fletcher moules, 2022) histoires d'amérique: food, family and philosophy (chantal akerman, 1989) the woman king (gina prince-bythewood, 2022) waking life (richard linklater, 2001) on the count of three (jerrod carmichael, 2021)  thank you and good night (jan oxenberg, 1991)

i’ll tag @lesbiancolumbo / @draftdodgerag / @localpubliclibrary / @calicoskiesacoustic / @jerrylandis / @columbosunday / @harrierdoobie  / @sightofsea and anyone else who’d like to do this!! 🌟

entire watchlist from 2022 is below the cut:

the world to come (mona fastvold, 2020)

nancy (christina choe, 2018)

la bouche de jean-pierre (lucile hadžihalilović, 1996)

run (aneesh chaganty, 2020)

the mosquito coast (peter weir, 1986)

mass (fran kanz, 2021) 

a field in england (ben wheatley, 2014) 

angels wear white (vivian qu, 2017)

a cape cod christmas (john stimpson, 2021) 

shook (jennifer harrington, 2021)

outing riley (pete jones, 2004)

love & mercy (bill pohlad, 2014) 

small engine repair (john pollono, 2021) 

the fallout (megan park, 2021) 

clemency (chinonye chukwu, 2019)

red elvis (thomas latter, 2022) 

calendar girls (nigel cole, 2003) 

the little hours (jeff baena, 2017)

out of the blue (dennis hopper, 1980) 

aya of yop city (marguerite abouet and clement oubrerie, 2013) 

fresh (mimi cave, 2022)

jesus camp (rachel grady, 2006) 

bamboozled (spike lee, 2000)

master (mariama diallo, 2022)

the world of us (yoon ga-eun, 2016) 

jezebel (numa perrier, 2019)

the cat, the reverend and the slave (alain della negra and kaori kinoshita, 2009)

cohabitation (lauren barker, 2022)

the queen of versailles (lauren greenfield, 2012)

secret ceremony (joseph losey, 1968)

the northman (robert eggers, 2022)

the silent partner (daryl duke, 1978)

in secret (charlie stratton, 2013)

the ground beneath my feet (marie kreutzer, 2019)

the man who haunted himself (basil dearden, 1970)

woodlands dark and days bewitched: a history of folk horror (kier-la janisse, 2021)

the miseducation of cameron post (desiree akhavan, 2018)

roadrunner: a film about anthony bourdain (morgan neville, 2021) 

karen dalton: in my own time (richard peete and robert yapkowitz, 2020) 

fire music (tom surgal, 2018)

histoires d'amérique: food, family and philosophy (chantal akerman, 1989)

fruit of paradise (věra chytilová, 1969)

a different image (alile sharon larkin, 1982)

preparations to be together for an unknown period of time (lili horvát, 2020) 

candyman (nia dacosta, 2021)

fan girl (antoinette jadaone, 2020)

chicago 10 (brett morgen, 2007)

pray away (kristine stolakis, 2021)

mavis! (jessica edwards, 2015)

M (yolande zauberman, 2018)

wake in fright (ted kotcheff, 1971)

thomasine & bushrod (gordon parks, 1974)

desire me (released uncredited; jack conway, george cukor, mervyn le roy, and victor saville, 1947)

faults (riley stearns, 2014)

premature (rashaad ernesto green, 2019) 

mother joan of the angels (jerzy kawalerowicz, 1961) 

the loft (erik van looy, 2014)

the black phone (scott derrickson, 2022) 

no exit (damien power, 2022)

nope (jordan peele, 2022)

paprika (satoshi kon, 2006)

our eternal summer (émilie aussel, 2021)

playground (laura wandel, 2021) 

not okay (quinn shephard, 2022) 

everything everywhere all at once (daniel kwan and daniel scheinert, 2022)

pressure point (hubert cornfield, 1962)

sharp stick (lena dunham, 2022) 

on the count of three (jerrod carmichael, 2021) 

martha marcy may marlene (sean durkin, 2011)

waking life (richard linklater, 2001)

sicaro (denis villeneuve, 2015)

arrival (denis villeneuve, 2016)

this magnificent cake! (emma de swaef and marc james roels, 2018) 

chevalier (athina rachel tsangari, 2015)

young and wild (marialy rivas, 2012)

alice (krystin ver linden, 2022)

shame (steve mcqueen, 2011)

good madam (jenna cato bass, 2022) 

black bear (lawrence michael levine, 2020)

speak no evil (christian tafdrup, 2022)

wet sand (elene naveriani, 2021)

the catholic school (stefano mordini, 2021)

poly styrene: i am a cliché (celeste bell and paul sng, 2021)

the violators (helen walsh, 2015)

the woman king (gina prince-bythewood, 2022)

the killing kind (curtis harrington, 1973)

oleanna (david mamet, 1994)

entergalactic (fletcher moules, 2022)

the more the merrier (george stevens, 1943)

primrose path (gregory la cava, 1940)

watcher (chloe okuno, 2022)

enemy (dennis villenueve, 2013)

darlin' (pollyanna mcintosh, 2019)

sissy (kane senes and hannah barlow, 2022)

till (chinonye chukwu, 2022)

black panther: wakanda forever (ryan coogler, 2022)

the hunt (thomas vinterberg, 2012)

the other side of the underneath (jane arden, 1972)

barbarian (zach cregger, 2022) 

the intervention (clea duvall, 2016)

sorry to bother you (boots riley, 2018)

the silent twins (agnieszka smoczyńska, 2022)

tahara (olivia peace, 2020)

arranged (diane crespo and stefan schaefer, 2007)

swimming (luzie loose, 2018)

#like (sarah pirozek, 2019)

babysitter (monia chokri, 2022)

chico and rita (tono errando, fernando trueba, and javier mariscal, 2010)

pleasure (ninja thyberg, 2021)

john the violent (tonia marketaki, 1967)

fat girl (catherine breillat, 2001)

lemon (janicza bravo, 2017)

thank you and good night (jan oxenberg, 1991)

what about me (rachel amodeo, 1993)

the KKK boutique ain’t just rednecks (camille billops and james hatch, 1994)

sun don’t shine (amy seimetz, 2012)

zero fucks given (emmanuel marre and julie lecoustre, 2021)

piggy (carlota pereda, 2022)

ladyworld (amanda kramer, 2018)

wolf's hole (věra chytilová, 1987)

#we'll see if i can do 150 films next year lmao

[iiiiiiis-things]

Y/N MAKES: PANCAKES

pairing: Duke Dennis x femblack!reader

cw: MENTIONS of fingering, kai being a dumbass, agent is your twin, that's it ??

blurb: soooo yeah i rmb watching markiplier makes literally all the time so this may or may not be a series.

a/n: ummm hey ?? 😂 yes ik i've been gone i'm gonna keep it real school is rlly taking over everything so i won't be posting as frequent i'll post like once or twice a month unless it's a reblog.. but in the summer i do intend to be more present !! (may or may not drop something in valentine's day we'll see 😗)

"duke get your ass in here" he walks infront of you and kai to get to his side of the table and you take the opportunity to smack his ass with the spatula

"bae."

*smack*

"dawg."

*smack*

"ouch! nigga stop!"

he turns around giving you a stank eye rubbing his ass cheek

________

"once upon a time, in New York City, the bronx. there was a woman who dreamed a dream. to take the previously made invention of pancakes and turn it into something incredibly new and interesting and zesty." before you could finish your intro kai cuts in from the back

"woah"

"kai shut the fuck up"

________

"i have decided that it should be up to me a fine ass black woman to revive the art of lost art...of pancake... art"

"you're doing great babe"

"duke."

rolling your eyes you take a deep breath and continue on to introduce your 'guest' "but as much as i wanted to, this fine ass black woman can't do it alone i present to you." you slam your hands down on the table creating a loud boom before lifting your hand up to your right

Duke walks into the frame and made the poor choice to get his revenge and smack the hell out of your ass with his spatula, which resulted in you smacking the hell out of the side of his fat ass head "known for his strong ass flipping capability, if he were to flip at 100% capacity he would annihilate the entire universe- and trust me. i know" a smile spreads across your face as you you make eye contact with him, he laughs before resuming his composure staring at the camera with an intense look "a lot of people may call him by his nick name 'duke dennis'" you use finger quotes around his name "but his legal name is actually my man. sooo"

"it is?"

"yes it is."

he sides eye you "ion-"

"NEXT! we have the crust nestor" you raise your left hand as Kai walks in rubbing his chin as if he fine or something "if you were to even question anybody who has the greatest, crispiest, goldenest crust" "i don't think that's a word" your brother leans over and whispers

"kai"

"my bad"

"as i was saying. the greatest, crispiest, goldenest crust in the world.. they would say my brother" you stretch your hands out as you describe him. kai brows furrows at his introductory "i have a name" you look over to him and there was just silence before the video was cut to the next clip

"and if you're wondering who I am, among the two negros standing next to me well, i can't believe you dont recognize me"

"your not that popular" Kai says shaking his head in denial and laying his palms flat on the table

"okay you know what, kai.. you getting on my last nerve" you turn your body around to fully face him lowering your tone as like your mother did anytime she was about to pop the shit out of him for asking to get something from the store "i'm sorry" his head hangs low and Duke turns his head to the side and brings a hand to cover his mouth, hiding his smile.

"like i let you be in my video" "i know, i know" Kai shakes his head "and you come in here disrespecting me like i won't slap the shit out of you" you make italian hands and cock your head to the side "ok sis, i'm sorry" rolling your eyes you wrap up your introduction.

"now let's get started and with this trio of perfection, how could anything go wrong?"

________

the next clips shows you slamming the bag of flour on the table in front of you as your boyfriend and brother line it up with everything else "we're going in RAW, unpro-" before you can finish your sentence Kai bursts outs laughing and Duke joins him causing you to roll your eyes.

"we're not using recipes! we're not using measuring cups! we've been doing this for hundreds of years" you side eye duke and point his way "him fasho- but uh we totally know EXACTLY, what to do with the ingredients on display on the table on th- here.. on the table.. displayed-here..." (i actually had a stroke writing this)

"it's ok, take your time baby"

"alright, whatever we're starting now. twin give us the count down" agent starts to count down from three and you immediately go for the flour "also i forgot to mention that someone-" you glare at Duke pouring at least 1 cup of flour in your bowl "forgot the buttermilk" for some reason the first thing Kai did was spray his bowl with pam which Duke notices "the fuck?" he stops pouring the sugar in his bowl to look at Kai because for some reason the next thing he decides to do is pour in the milk.

"see unlike these two idiots, i know that your supposed mix the dry ingredients first" you say glancing up at the camera "where are the spoons?" you look around the table as Kai lifts his head and winces "oh shitttttt- my bad yall"

"nigga"

"are you serious?"

you then smack your lips "fuck it" you start to mix the dry mix with your hands after doing that you grab the vegetable oil and pour just a little inside "ice spice is so fine" Kai grabs an egg cracking it inside "she wants me to be in her new music video" Duke furrows his eyebrows grabbing the oil from you "you?" you grab the carton of eggs from Kai's side of the table "yes. me nigga" kai smacks his lips as you accidentally bump into him knocking almost half his mixture out of his bowl "my bad"

"so as you can see my opponents being the dumbass they are used two eggs when your only supposed to used one" you use your white girl voice as you crack an egg into your bowl "yall this how I be in y/n pussy" you look at duke who holds up the bowl and starts to use his middle and ring finger to mix his pancake solution "boy stop lying you be like this" you lift your fingers creating a 'c' motion duke smacks his lips and stops you "girl no the fuck i don't, i be like-" before he could correct me kai yells at us with a face of disgust "OKAY we get it god damn"

_______

after playing around for a little bit time eventually runs out and the three of you attempt to create at least a few decent pancakes "we have syrup right?" Kai asks "duh why the fuck would we have pancakes and no syrup?" Duke responds to Kai. he smacks his lips and his brows come together as he starts to get irritated "bro didn't you forget the buttermilk?" "didn't u forget the spoons?" "okay but at least-"

"oh my god both of y'all shut the fuck up."

you all finish up your pancakes in separate rooms to create a little bit of suspense and to see who pancakes turned out the best and after setting the camera back up it was time to present.

"hey guys" agent waves at the camera as he fixes the flash "i'm going to be the judge of everyone waffles" you look up and fixes his statement "pancakes" "same difference"

______

"why the fuck is it hard?" agent tries to cut Kai black ass pancake with a knife but it doesn't budge "and black" Duke adds trying to get Kai eliminated but the way your twin was struggling to slice it was already enough. "you see it was a visual representation of my sister" Kai uses his arms to explain as you step forward "nigga u tryna be funny? alls i see is a black ass blob"

"it was supposed to be a monkey."

agent ends up picking up the mess with his hand, but it was so hard he couldn't even take a bite..

"alright next." he moves over next to you and removes the lid on top of your plate and he immediately begins laughing. Duke and Kai comes up to see what so funny as they soon realized what you created "i was inspired by the song peaches and eggplants featuring sexyy red and mulatto" your white girl voice comes back as you hold up the plate for the camera to see. obviously it was a peach and eggplant you even took the time to color your batter but what agent found so hilarious was the powdered sugar and whip cream spread across the peach and syrup leaking from the tip of the eggplant.

"alright, alright cmon lemme taste it" he grabs a fork and begins to slice through "hey!! i can cut through this one!" Duke laugh booms throughout the house as Kai rolls his eyes, after successfully cutting a nice piece of the peach he stuffs it into his mouth and begins chewing "mmm." you look at him with momma lips telling him he better say something good or he was gonna be fired "i mean yeah it's good. like real shit. but-" you whip your head to him seeing what else he has to say "wayyy to much whip cream, it makes the waffle extra sweet it would've been better with a drizzle of syrup" you once again correct him "pancakes" "shut up, tomato tomata"

"ok duke you ready?" "no" " to bad" he removes the lid exposing his pancake which didn't look bad at all but he forgot one thing "just normal waffles?" you scream from behind the camera "PANCAKES" "I KNOW WHAT I SAID" your boyfriend breaks up the small bickering "well shit how was i supposed to know we was making eggplants and monkeys? ain't nobody told me shit." he shrugs as agent cuts through his pancake and drowns it in syrup that spilt over on the plate before stuffing it in his mouth "mmm. it's not bad" you walk back into the camera frame wrapping your arms around Duke waist giving him a peck on the cheek which makes him grin "don't playyyy! see my baby can cook!" "but-" "damnit never mind" duke frowns as he catches an attitude and removes your arms from around him and agent continues "i don't know what the fuck u did but this is the chewiest waffle i ever tasted"

you walk over to the plate and you grab another fork to taste, cutting a small triangular piece you bite the tip off immediately realizing what twin was talking about "it's not necessarily chewy... it's like.. doughy" waving Duke over he walks up behind you wrapping one arm around your waist. lifting up the fork with leftover pancake on it you bring it to his mouth as he takes a big ass bite stuffing the rest in his mouth. Duke chews and chews soon swallowing "i don't see what yall talking 'bout that shit good" he points to his plate. Kai pops up out of nowhere with a fork squeezing inbetween you and agent trying to snag a piece he rolls his eyes and leaves back behind the camera to make sure it was still recording. "what the shit ?? this shit taste like ass" Kai immediately spits it out and Duek smacks his lips "nigga stop playing wimme that shit taste amazing!"

you move over grabbing your own plate over so the three of you can taste it. you and your brother both take a bite of the eggplant as Duke waits patiently for you to feed it to him "mmm. yeahh thats perfect. i don't even wanna taste the peach" kai shakes his head in disbelief that you actually made a decent pancake, rolling your eyes u feed duke a small piece of the eggplant, being a little nervous for his reaction "mmhm." he balls his fist bringing it to his mouth "oh yeah" he points towards your plate "that's the shit right there" you smile glad that he took a liking to your creation "thank you baby" you give him a kiss and Kai once again interrupts "ALRIGHT, my turn!"

"i'm not eating that shit."

#duke dennis is my man #duke dennis amp #duke dennis x reader #duke dennis x black reader #duke dennis x black!fem!reader #duke dennis #kai cenat #agent 00 #x reader #x black reader #guess who's back #(kinda)

[early2000smovieimagines]

Masterlist

A collection of all the writing I’ve done for movies released between 2000-2009 (Last updated 5/1/2022). Names of characters are links to dating hcs; everything else is pretty self explanatory. Posts towards the bottom of this list are older and therefore not as good: I’ll probably be rewriting them at some point but I hope you enjoy them anyway!

For movies from 2010 onward, check out @exceptionimagines

And for Marvel movies (including MCU phases 1-4 and the X-men franchise), check out @babybamf

Harry Potter

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

- NSFW

Hermione Granger

Draco Malfoy

- NSFW

Blaise Zabini

- NSFW

Fred Weasley 

Fred dating a non-pranking, younger girl from a different house

George Weasley

George Weasley having a crush on you

Seamus Finnegan

Sirius Black

Oliver Wood

Viktor Krum

- NSFW

Viktor with a motherly s/o who loves to cook

Night at the Museum

Ahkmenrah

Al Capone

Kahmunrah

Napoleon Bonaparte 

The Great Gatsby (Now a part of my other blog)

Jay Gatsby

- NSFW

Inglorious Basterds

Preference~The Basterds as parents

Donny Donowitz (Uncompleted)

- NSFW

Donny with a soft male! basterd s/o

Saw

Adam Stanheight

Final Destination

Tod Waggner

- NSFW

Jeepers Creepers

Darry Jenner

- NSFW

House Of Wax

Nick Jones

Bo Sinclair

Donnie Darko

Donnie Darko

Jennifers Body

Jennifer Check

Thirteen Ghosts

Dennis Rafkin

Royce Clayton (Torn Prince)

Horace Mahoney (The Juggernaut)

Pitch Black

Riddick

Signs

Merill Hess

What Lies Beneath

Being married to and having children with Claire

Bruiser

Henry Creedlow

The Alter Boys

Tim Sullivan

Chasing 3000

Roger Straka

Speed Racer

Sparky

Santa Clause 3

Jack Frost

High School Musical

Troy Bolton

- NSFW

She’s The Man

Duke Orsino

- NSFW

Bring It On

Cliff Pantone

Mean Girls

Cady Heron

Aaron Samuels

- NSFW

Regina George

Gretchen Weiners

Karen Smith

Loser (2000)

Noah (tw:sa)

Twilight

Paul Lahote

Jasper Hale (Uncompleted)

Jasper having a crush on you

Jasper meeting a lost boys-esque s/o

Emmett Cullen (Uncompleted)

Emmett meeting his Denali clan s/o for the first time

Alistair(Uncompleted)

Alistairs mate reuniting with her sister Esme

The Covenant

Chase Collins (Uncompleted)

Chase being in love with the fifth member of the covenant

Pogue Parry (Uncompleted)

Being Calebs twin and dating Pogue

Reid Garwin (Uncompleted)

Reid dating Tylers older sister; the mom of the group

Pearl Harbor

Danny Walker

Rafe McCawley

Brothers

Tommy Cahill having a crush on you

#masterlist #hp headcanons #early 2000s movie imagine #early 2000s movie imagines #early 2000s imagine #early 2000s movie headcanons #the covenant imagine #harry potter imagine

[redflagromance]

Short Story Release: Marc Dukem Nukem (Marc Duke Story- 2,217 words)

"Don't forget your 21:00 tonight, sir." Vance called as he left the building promptly at 5pm. "That sad little businessman said he'd meet you in the Denny's parking lot by the broken streetlight."

Marc called back a rote, "Thank you, Michards," as the secretary left.

He didn't look up from his staring contest with the sensor prototype on his desk. It needed to be ready for its next round of tests soon, but he still hadn't ironed out the overheating issue from last time. It was meant to monitor the magma being routed as a heat source, it couldn't afford to fry. When you're using magma a certain level of caution is required.

Not for the first time, he cursed magma for being such a pain in the ass. Ultimately he knew that he'd been right to pick it. It was the cleanest, most efficient power source available. It was plentiful all over the world, and not weather dependent. Once installed the longevity was unmatched. But it added a lot of overheating and design issues that solar or wind power just didn't have.

He played with changing out the plates around the computer chips inside, trying to protect them adequately from extreme heat. Most of the alloys he had tried conducted too much heat, and if it managed to keep the heat from the magma off the circuit boards, it conducted excess electricity, shortening the lifespan of the tech.

It was sloppy. He fucking loathed sloppiness.

"I need to clear my head." Luckily it was a good time to take a break. Marc slung his jacket over his shoulder and left, hitting the lights on the way out. Violence might help him take a step back and reassess.

He arrived at the venue- a cracking heap of asphalt and tar in the worst part of town- half an hour before his appointment.

Marc glowered at the ill-lit parking lot and wafted air pointlessly away from his nose. Every breath smelled like pancakes. That made him hungry and he was cranky about it.

A scuffed white car pulled into the lot, scraping the bottom of the car over the small curb. It swung around the parking lot, bypassing several parking spots.

It finally came to a stop in the darkest area of the lot- the broken streetlight where Marc was supposed to be.

His muscles tensed in anticipation, watching the car for any sign of the man he was supposed to meet.

The car idled, leaking tendrils of exhaust into the January air. It curled up past the streetlight and dissipated into nothingness.

A family left the restaurant, a colicky toddler crying on his mother's shoulder. They got into a blue van and drove away.

The car was still idling.

Marc was thinking about having eggs with his congratulatory pancakes.

The door opened, and a man unfolded long legs. He sauntered to the broken light, getting harder to see with each step. Marc moved to turn off his engine– and realised it was a different man entirely.

Someone in a hoodie came out of the restaurant, head down. They walked directly into the unlit space beneath the broken streetlight.

Marc cocked his head to the side, frowning slightly. He got out his phone, and pretended to text. He watched the person over the top of the screen as they seemed to pace back and forth.

In his notes application, he wrote "blueberry". He nibbled at his lower lip as if he was concentrating, and after a second added, "with strawberry syrup".

Several seconds passed. The person in the hoodie left, hands moving visibly in their pocket. About twenty seconds later, the other man went back to his car and immediately drove away. Marc turned his head to watch it go, eyebrows raised.

"What am I a witness to?" He muttered aloud.

A few minutes passed. Marc googled crimes on his phone. He looked up at the sound of a sleek engine pulling up into the same parking spot that had just been vacated. It was clearly the kind of car on the top end of budget for that asshole businessman, with two doors and a custom paint job.

"That's gotta be him." Marc stuffed the phone in his pocket and put on his game face. This was absolutely beneath him, so of course he was excited to do it. He just couldn't let his oh so superior older brother know he'd actually scheduled a fistfight.

The expensive car's door opened up. A woman got out, tossing her hair over her shoulder. She slammed the door shut and locked it audibly. She looked around the parking lot, and nearly made eye contact with Marc.

Marc screwed his mouth up into a pout and let his skull fall back onto the head rest. "Come on," he complained softly. He got out his phone again and became immersed in the task of pretending the reason he was disappointed was because he was being dumped via text. He purposely sniffled a bit as he tapped out amendments to his future pancake order. The woman was still looking at him, but less hard. Eventually she'd move on.

When he glanced up carefully, she was still watching him. He pretended he'd just received a text and sobbed loudly before punching his steering wheel.

"Cangela, whyyyy," he bellowed near the open window, hoping that this woman wasn't interested in his fake personal saga. "I told you that the puppets were only my friends."

He almost missed it when the woman huffed a laugh before slinking into the dark spot under the broken light.

"...Is this where all the crime in the city happens?" Marc leaned forward now, intrigued. "Wh- why did a fucking accounts manager know to schedule this here?" He put a hand on his face.

Wow. He'd actually cried a little bit. Cangela must really be something.

Now fascinated, he watched until the woman left. He didn't see any sign of someone coming to join her in the interim - was it a drop off situation? Or did someone come up through the shrubbery on the other side? He made a mental note to look at the bush when he went over there.

He checked the time. There were seventeen minutes until his fight.

Another car pulled up and parked in the same spot as the previous two. He didn't even get his hopes up, which was funny, because his 9:00 was the man to get out of the car.

"Finally!" Marc huffed, even though there was plenty of time left. The other fighter started walking towards the dark spot. Marc took off his seatbelt and looked over to see someone bolt out of the restaurant and cut his opponent off.

"Hey, it wasn't your turn," Marc said, a little too loud. The runner didn't seem to care. They disappeared into the shadowy spot underneath the broken light.

The businessman stood there awkwardly. He looked from side to side. He didn't seem to know what to do with his hands.

Marc got out and slammed his door shut. "Gonna have to vulture the spot," he grumbled. "To hell with this." He made his way over, stalking between cars and over a pile of what seemed to be candy wrappers.

Too late, he realized that he didn't know what to say. But it was too late, he had gotten too close to avoid it. He probably should have asked someone. Harmes  was good at inciting violence, if the other night was anything to go by.

"Good evening," he said through sheer social muscle memory, kind of hating himself for the failure even as the words came out.

The businessman just stared at him.

"Nice night for it." He said, slowly.

"Shall we?" Marc gestured, extending his arm in what he suddenly realized was a loose imitation of one of those models on a game show.

'Do not comment,' he willed at the man, glaring. 'That was not weird.'

"After you," the businessman replied.

They both still stood there. It seemed neither of them knew how the hell to turn from polite nothings to a fistfight.

"Let's go. Bring it, you sad little man." Marc switched fears and lifted his hands.

"Likewise, lava twink." The man tried to roll up the sleeves of his cheap dress shirt. One of them fell back down immediately.

Tired of waiting, Marc threw the first punch- a precise hit to the man's stomach.

He wheezed and stumbled backwards, then pushed forwards, aiming at Marc's jaw.

Marc dodged, and the knuckle lightly connected with his chin. It made the businessman lose balance, and he stumbled forward into Marc's chest.

He tried to push the man away, but they were falling. He hit the ground and it took all the air out of his lungs.

Marc was pinned and gasping. The businessman rolled off just enough to the side to try to start punching Marc on the ground.

Every hit connected with a thud. Marc was just trying to catch his breath- if he could only get a second to recover. His hands were in front of his face, taking some significant abuse. His arms were going to be one big bruise.

The businessman got either tired or bored after a few punches, and Marc kicked him in the chest to get some distance. While the man was staggering, Marc went in to finish it.

'One to the stomach should do it.'

He punished the man's internal organs once, then headbutted him.

The man fell back onto the ground, contorting in pain. He groaned.

Marc watched as the man curled up into a ball on the ground. He had won. It was doubtful the guy wanted more punishment than that.

Marc grinned with teeth, breathing heavily and watching a single tear threaten to fall from his opponent's face.

Riiiiip

A millisecond later, he registered that his right ass cheek was stinging.

He yelped and slapped both hands to his ass in a bid for protection. It was too late. It felt like there were lines of fire down his right cheek. Teeth? Claws?

"What the fuck was that?"

Belatedly Marc realized something about what was under his palm.

The man on the ground opened his eyes and squinted. "Is that a huge weiner dog?" He wheezed, still in the fetal pose. "No, what? That's not a dog. The hell?"

Marc didn't feel jeans under his left hand. He felt warm, bare skin.

Affronted, Marc looked around in the direction the man was looking in. If he squinted, he could see the faint shape of some large four legged animal running away. It was definitely not a dog.

Then he angled his head around to confirm what he already knew. The back pocket of his jeans was missing. His ass was bleeding.

"It mugged me?" Marc slapped at his ass again as if that might make the pocket reappear. He repeated incredulously, "The thing mugged me?"

How and why? Why was this happening to him?

"Well, at least I beat you." He looked at the businessman, who seemed sympathetic. He was uncurling now. It took a few moments to stand.

"I'm not the one who got mugged by a rat." The guy said, gesturing a thumb in the direction of the fleeing creature. "That thing definitely took your wallet."

"It was not a rat," Marc said, standing. He felt lost. But he was confident it wasn't a rat. "It was some kind of…"

"Mustelid?" The other guy guessed. He rubbed at his face with a hand.

Marc pointed at him for emphasis. "That seems right," he agreed loudly. "It was- it had a very distinctive way of running."

"Almost hopping." The businessman swayed closer. He clapped a hand on Marc's shoulder. Marc wasn't sure if it was for support or balance. "With a characteristically long torso and short legs."

"Definitely a mustelid," Marc nodded. He didn't shake the other man off. He frowned, crinkling his forehead. "There go my victory pancakes. And my driver's licence. Do you think I should risk it or call someone to get me?"

The other man hummed low in his throat and massaged the bridge of his nose. "Ah…" He sniffled and then spat out some blood onto the sidewalk. "I'll treat you, you magma bastard. Let's have victory pancakes while we wait for your ride."

Touched, he noted he'd been upgraded from lava twink to magma bastard. Twink death didn't seem to be as bad as the internet said it was. He broke into a tentative smile.

"They're only victory pancakes for me," Marc specified. The man seemed nonplussed. "I kicked your ass, buddy." He nudged the other man in the chest.

That got him a wince and a companionable back slap. "Yeah, and then you immediately got mugged by a huge weasel. It was obviously avenging me." The other man seemed unreasonably cheerful about that. "That's a loss if I've ever heard one. Your asscheek is just hanging out." He snickered. "You cold? Let's get inside."

…Marc covered it with a hand. "Perhaps the dress code-"

The other man absolutely howled with laughter. "Don't worry." He slung his arm over Marc's shoulder and steered him to the door. "They will not care. At all."

NOTE:

This was originally posted on my Patreon, where I am continually writing other character stories for Deplorably Devoted. Check it out here!

#deplorably devoted to you #deplorably devoted #redflagromance #short story #Marc Duke #love interest short story

[melchron]

Nightmare Time 2 Episode 3 Thoughts

I didn't get a chance to do this last time so I'm doing it now because I really do love these episodes

MIAH?!?!?!?

Can we talk about how good Jaime is at making music videos? This and Where I Wanna Be are amazing

Ok but where did Jaime get those Care Bear plushies? They look like they're from the iteration I grew up with and I want them

Jeff sounds SO good

If I remember correctly, Jaime said that Andrew noticed her nips in the bathtub scene and she had to edit them out. Thank god he caught that omg. And great editing on Jaime's part.

I love how passionate Frank is about Toyzone. He truly cares for this place.

OOOOUuUuUTT!!!

Death to Bezos

This is so TRAGIC!!!! Not Buddy please no!

I wish Miss Retro's was real so bad it feels like the most vibey place ever. This is the type of place teens in 80s movies hang out. Mutuals I want to be teens in 80s movies with.

STAAHP I'M SAAD

Jaime is so good as Sherman

Sugar Gliders seems like something I would have LOVED when I was little. Honestly I'd probably still enjoy it now.

Frank that is weird to say that right in front of Sherman

SHERMAN DON'T SAY THAT

I want his dino bowtie so much

Don't shame me!

Oh hello Lurch Marco

Ok but can we talk about how next episode we see how quickly the CaliforMIA trio had to grow up because of their financial circumstance. Like Sherman isn't wrong in his statement but his thinking behind it is

Call him out Holloway

Frank I love you but that was a douche move. She has mouths to feed at home!

"I'm not going anywhere." Can anyone tell me what foreshadowing is?

Oh uh uh I do not like this. Bad vibes. Bad vibes! Shelia stop that right now. Please don't treat Frank like your servant. Not the black man, you rich white woman.

Oh hi Becky :D

SheLIA WHAT THE HECK HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING

PLEASE HE'S SUFFERED ENOUGH

Why do I want all of Sherman's stuff? Gimme the dino jammies!

YES TELL HER OFF FRANK

WAIT STOP SHERMAN DID NOTHING WRONG! DON'T TAKE HIS STUFF!!

Do you think Sheila's ever gone "Pull the lever, Marco. WRONG LEVER!" Because I do

It's a nightmare TIME. Get it right Frank

BARRY SWIFT!?!?! This name works on multiple levels and I love it. It works as a pun and a Flash reference.

Stop I'm sad again

Two weeks and your done grieving?

I wish rich people would do more cool stuff with their money! They're so boring and stupid. Give me your money if you're not going to use it properly

Oh hello Feast Or Famine

#Barlen #Helry #OTPIAH

The acting skills Frank

This episode is making me miss Toys R Us. Or when I went on my monthly trips to Claire's for Shopkins

I do kinda feel bad for Sherman in all of this. It's not his fault he was raised to believe he deserved his privilege simply because he was born with it. Frank really could've made him better if Shelia allowed him to

Shelia is brutal. She really didn't need to kill Ted

Frank is so good. He meant it when he told Barry that they were both making it out. He really wanted to and tried his best. And him saying sorry to Lex-

M-Make?!

So is Shelia part of the cult herself or does she just have access to it through Sherman's father

"I did." SHE THOUGHT! GET HER!

Frank: 👁👄👁

So like. does he have to get re-enrolled into school or?

Sherman. Babe. I know you're experience with being parented isn't the best but they don't usually do whatever you want them to

Yall Corey killed it. Never did I think I'd care about Frank this much

I LOVE NEEDY BEAST SO MUCH!

THRASH IS SO FUNNY! THIS FIGHT IS SO FUNNY! LITERALLY NO ONE IS DOING ANYTHING

Wait I just remembered the end! Kale's introduction is tragic actually. He just wants to die

Hey! Dennys is for the theater kids! Not the punk rockers!

This flirting is so awkward. They both think they're so edgy. Calm down sweeties

Not the "Hiya, Duke. Thanks for coming." Dblwjhslfnjd so he's that type of dad

I love Duke. He's trying not to overwhelm Rose and trying to make her feel comfortable with him. He's showing he has similar interests and trying to make her laugh and showing her that he'll listen. He's good at his job!

Rose looks like she's trying so hard to hide her fear. She looks so uncomfortable but she has to keep up the punk front. Guys she doesn't care at all trust her

What's wrong with Barbie, Rosarie?

Yo Holloway kinda scary ngl

She read you like a book and ripped you to shreds dang

Rose is adorable

God I forgot how demonic the killer track actually sounded. OOUOUUWAAHAHAHAH Jeff understood the assignment jeez

Shh bby don't think. Eat your pie. Everything's ok

The mess up in blowing out the candle

Duke. My guy. We all have the same knowledge you do.

DUKE! MY GUY! LISTEN TO HER!

Why doesn't he just like. move?

This must've been the craziest night for Rose. She met a witch and is now (in her eyes) responsible for her death

KITTY! So much pet lore this season

What??

Duke: :0

CAME TO HATCHETFIELD FROM WHERE?!?!???

Aww she keeps telling him even though she knows he'll never remember :(

Dude that's so much smoke!

HAILEY-

Wait why does she have honey for that?

Ted let me see you be kinder to your brother first and then we'll see about your own kids

POTSEED!!

THRASH IS SO FUNNY! I LOVE HIM AND COURTNEY! I LOVE THEIR VOICES!

Kale kinda cute ngl

Yes 👏👏 the character arc we needed. They're done being try-hard edgelords

Kale does not seem like he's strong enough to punch her that hard. Did the killer track give you super strength? I'm guessing since he also knocked out the audio guy

Skud looks like he has no idea what's going on (and tbf no one does). Thrash is stressed out of his mind. Needy Beast is funny

This music video is so great!!!!!

Noooo I don't want Kale to die :( I wanted him to get help!!

Rose: 👁👄👁

Holloway!!! Letting him have his moment of glory

This is SO. TRAGIC. Holloduke is tragic guys

Soooo what kind of potential do we have with Holloway Holiday working at Hannah's school?

I LOVE THIS VERSION OF THE THEME SO MUCH! I recorded the end of it back in November and I love listening to it every once in a while. The. Vibes. Also Irish Becky is back!

#starkid #hatchetfield #nightmare time #nmt2 daddy #killer track #nightmare time 2 #nightmare time spoilers #nightmare time 2 spoilers #mel thinks thoughts #long post #melchron the good book

[turtlethon]

"Elementary, My Dear Turtle"

Season 7, Episode 13 First US Airdate: October 30, 1993

The Turtles head back in time and team up with Sherlock Holmes to stop his nemesis Moriarty from stealing the future.

"Elementary, My Dear Turtle" is the last episode in the “Vacation in Europe” side season of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. This is the final story in the series written by Dennis O’Flaherty.

April and the Turtles have returned to England today and join a group of tourists in listening to a historical lecture from a Beefeater, in what I assume is intended to be the Tower of London. Michaelangelo dozes off while standing, and after being scolded wanders away, expressing his disinterest in the subject. While the Beefeater returns to his spiel, Mikey manages to draw further attention to himself by launching into the air using a historical catapult.

Later, the Turtles regroup in the sewer beneath the Duke of Earl Hotel. Donatello takes receipt of a stack of pizzas from a bellboy whose design seems to stray from the show’s standard house style, the first of a few visual aberrations in this outing. As the team chows down, April reveals she’s off to Oxford to interview a noted historian. Raphael quips that they’ll see her again “at the end of the show”. Splinter then pops in to encourage the team to take a greater interest in historical events, telling them “The seeds of tomorrow are contained in the apple core of yesterday”.

Turning their attention to the TV, the team watch as newsreader “John Nose” informs viewers that Greenwich University is now host to the world’s most advanced atomic clock. Donatello is keen to see this for himself, and his team-mates agree to join him. The group sneak into the University’s observatory after hours, bypassing and disabling a laser beam security system. A whirlwind appears from within the atomic clock after Donatello picks it up; moments later, the Turtles find themselves in the same building, but the modern conveniences have all vanished, the surroundings looking more like something from a history exhibit. Before our heroes have a chance to make sense of this a bearded man in a top hat snatches the atomic clock from Donatello.

Michaelangelo attempts to stop the robber by hurling a turtle shell-shaped object at him that I assume was supposed to be his grappling hook. The man counters by lobbing a smoke bomb (drawn as a grenade), providing him with an opportunity to escape.

If the bellboy had an unconventional look, the guy who appears next is something else entirely: a 19th century night watchman who would be more at home in a Tintin book than he is here in Fred Wolf Turtles. The team inadvertently manage to scare the man away with their appearance before exiting the building.

The Turtles exit the building and pursue the thief, with Donatello colliding with a man with the weirdest head shape of any normal human to ever appear in the show. The stranger briefly gets into a fight with Donnie on the steps of the observatory before taking a tumble and injuring his ankle. Meanwhile the clock thief escapes in a horse-drawn carriage, giving his best regards to “Mr. Holmes” before making his exit. It’s at this point that the Turtles realise the man Donnie just clashed with is Sherlock Holmes, now being tended to by his friend Watson. After chewing out the Turtles for their antics, Watson reveals to the Turtles that they’re now in 1890; act one ends with the team realising they’ve been transported back in time, and have no means of getting back.

Act two opens with the Turtles, Holmes and Watson realising they’re all on the same side, and have a shared enemy in Professor Moriarty, the mystery man who snatched the atomic clock. Holmes invites the Turtles back to his residence at 221B Baker Street, and upon their arrival a shady man is seen spying on the group nearby.

Once inside, the Turtles watch as Watson tilts a bust of Sherlock’s head placed inside the window. Holmes explains that several attempts have been made on his life, and the bust is a decoy intended to fool any onlookers who might try to take a shot at him. The group are joined by Inspector Lestrade, who Mikey recognises from his appearance in the movie “Sherlock Holmes and the Spider Woman”. Lestrade explains to the Turtles that it’s believed Moriarty is stealing scientific equipment with a view to taking over the 20th Century. In the same evening that the Turtles arrived in the past, Moriarty used the power of a lightning storm to travel into the future, a time in which he determined the atomic clock would exist; As the Turtles agree to help Holmes in stopping Moriarty, an assailant takes a shot at the bust, as predicted.

The Turtles don disguises and take a train to Oxford, determining that as Moriarty was once a professor there, his hideout is likely nearby. In a staggeringly quick scene (literally four seconds), the team arrive at the station and spot some thugs, tracking them with a view to finding the criminal mastermind. It seems that the mystery men were supposed to have been on the roof of the train – something that was almost impossible to determine from the footage that made it to air unless you were paying exceptionally close attention. Leonardo spots their footprints, noting the soot present due to them being on top of the locomotive. Despite being warned off by a shot from an air gun, the Turtles continue to give chase, dropping into the sewers in search of Moriarty’s hideout.

Scrape marks on the ground point the Turtles in the direction of a wall that acts as a hidden door. Making their way inside, our heroes confront Moriarty, who explains that the atomic clock is the final component of his time machine: when his plan is complete, Sherlock Holmes will have been erased from history, leaving him free to rule the world. He pulls a lever, shutting off the lights; moments later, the Turtles find themselves standing above ground, in what appears to be their own time.

Exploring the city, the Turtles find a parade being held, the assembled crowd cheering for a car containing a victorious Moriarty. Act three opens with Michaelangelo noting that the team have wound up in “the wrong 1991” moments before Moriarty sends his personal army after our heroes. The team battle Moriarty’s troopers, losing a group of them under a crumbling archway before dropping into a nearby river, leading the remaining officers to assume this marks their demise. It takes more than a little water to finish off the Turtles, however, who re-emerge and are greeted by a familiar face: April, who soon grants them refuge.

Though this incarnation of April has never met the Turtles, she explains her willingness to protect them, on the basis that “anyone running from Moriarty’s troopers has to be a friend”. A sliding bookcase leads to a hidden passage; inside are Burne and Vernon, dressed in regal attires, who are both initially hostile until April confirms the Turtles are on their side. The group inform the Turtles that Moriarty keeps the time machine at the Imperial Science Museum, and so the assembled freedom fighters hatch a plan to strike back.

April guides the Turtles to the Science Museum via a secret underground passage. In another one of those utterly nonsensical moments that have been so prevalent throughout this side season, April is shocked as Leonardo whips out a katana, asking “is it an attack?!” for no apparent reason. Michaelangelo explains the noise  Leo heard was his own empty stomach, something that didn’t make it into the sound mix for the finished show, effectively removing the setup for the joke. April offers Mikey an apple, which he chows down on before passing the core back to her.

Donatello points out that if they’re successful, the reality they’re currently occupying and everyone in it will cease to exist. April takes this remarkably well, telling the Turtles that it’ll be worth it to stop Emperor Moriarty. Heading above ground, our heroes are confronted by a whip-wielding Moriarty and a group of his troopers. A battle unfolds, and in an indicator of how flaky this episode is, at least on my copy, even the familiar instrumental version of the Turtles theme sounds as if it’s malfunctioning as the video tracking also begins going off the rails. Donatello snatches the atomic clock from the time machine, another whirlwind sending the Turtles back to their own time. Moriarty has also made the journey, and makes another attempt to snatch the clock, being pinned down by the Turtles before he vanishes. A present-day version of the mutton-chopped night watchman from 1890 appears to confront the green teens, who toss him the atomic clock before leaving; notably his modern incarnation is slightly more fitting for the style of this show than the one from the past.

As predicted by Raphael, the Turtles meet up with April again in the concluding scene. After Leonardo makes a vague reference to their time-travelling journey, April is keen to cover a story she’s barely even been told transpired, reaching into her purse; instead of her tape recorder, she discovers an apple core. Splinter takes this as confirmation of his earlier remarks about the apple core of yesterday. As the Turtles inexplicably run away, Splinter suggests to April that perhaps they had too much time on their hands. A lousy joke to wrap up not only this episode, but this entire troubled story arc.

It’s one thing for the Turtles to encounter mythical figures like Merlin, but something else entirely for them to cross over with Sherlock Holmes, who having made his first appearance in 1887 is a relatively recent creation in the great scheme of things. This story perhaps doesn’t exploit such a crossover to its full potential, with Holmes and Watson only prominent in the second act, the Turtles handling the proceedings in the opening and closing thirds of the show. Leonardo becomes the de facto Holmes after the real one bows out, taking the lead in determining Moriarty’s plan. I’m sure keeping the Turtles the stars of the show helps in terms of maintaining the interests of the kids at home, but it does mean that we walk away with this story with a sense that the potential for a proper TMNT x Sherlock Holmes crossover remains untapped. Honestly, this entire side-season is running on fumes as we close things out and I doubt anyone was paying attention.

The most interesting aspect of this story from a continuity perspective is that it explicitly sets the Vacation in Europe season – or at least the end of it – in the year 1991. Keep in mind that this side season kicked off with the Turtles arriving in Paris on Bastille Day (in “Tower of Power”), but during their time in Austria we learned that it was winter, suggesting this vacation carried on for as long as six months or more. To the extent that all the stories in this arc could be considered canon, it seems entirely possible that the Turtles began their vacation in July 1990, sticking around into early 1991. Whatever the path is that the team took around the continent, it seems that it would need to be a convoluted one; no wonder they were away for so long. (Presumably while the Turtles were kicking back, the other assorted crime fighters of New York had to pick up the slack: Casey Jones, REX-1, Aunt Aggie, and perhaps Bugman, though technically these episodes take place prior to his introduction).

From all of this, a case could be made that if the events of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles take place in any specific frame of time, it’s 1989-91; though the show seemed to default to just being set in “year of initial broadcast”, remember that early adaptations of the cartoon episodes sometimes stated the series was set sometime in the near future, which could easily be a couple of years ahead of 1987. Going with this theory, seasons one through three would all take place over a year from June 1989 onwards (in line with April’s dialogue in “Hot Rodding Teenagers From Dimension X” establishing that the first season occurs in June), the Turtles taking their extended vacation in the summer of 1990 and returning at the beginning of 1991. Season four then unfolds through the early months of 1991. “Turtles And the Hare” and “Once Upon a Time Machine” must both take place in Easter ‘91, the year being explicitly referenced multiple times in the latter episode; the rest of seasons five and six would then take place throughout the remainder of the year, with “Super Irma” taking us up to Halloween 1991.

Or maybe nothing that happened in this whole European vacation endeavour, this strange, half-baked waste of time which seems to have limped its way on to our screens years after it was made, should be considered canon at all. Perhaps we should simply put all this mediocrity behind us and prepare for the real season seven, a further fourteen episodes that will conclude the classic era of the series, beginning with our next Turtlethon entry, “Night of the Dark Turtle”.

#Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #TMNT #TMNT 1987 #1992 #1993 #Elementary My Dear Turtle #Sherlock Holmes #Ninja Turtles #Turtlethon #Vacation in Europe #Famous British TV newsreader JOHN NOSE

[gone-to-oregone]

Just because I’m currently hyperfixating on it, here are Hatchetfield characters as Goes Wrong Show characters

Chris: Paul (literally just wants everything to be the way it’s supposed to, and tries their best to work around when it’s not)

Robert: Hidgens (all about that flair baybeeee, is there any question? Hidgens would completely incapacitate someone to get a role)

Dennis: Ted (this one may be a cheap shot, but our boy Ted is… not the brightest! But also, like, Ted would have such a fun time playing Perkins in the Play That Goes Wrong)

Sandra: Zoey (probably the easiest on this list, the one that inspired this list. Sandra and Annie in PTGW mirrors Zoey and Linda in Honey Queen, only… yknow… Sandra and Annie live)

Max: Pete (this one was difficult! I love Pete Spankoffski with all of my heart, and he may be a canonical nerd, but man’s just here for a good time)

Annie: Duke (this one I’m not 100% sold on, there’s probably a better Annie out there in the Hatchet-verse, I just don’t know who)

Vanessa: Becky (literally just doing her best! I feel the awkwardness radiating from both of them)

Jonathan: Ethan (great at what he does, but always ends up in the worst situations. If that ain’t Ethan I don’t know what is. Died during a literal god’s takeover, almost got run over by a car, girlfriend and her kid sister skip town because you entered said kid sister in an underground fighting ring-)

Trevor: Lex (is literally so done with everyone and everything. Here to do their job and get the hell home. Also in my head Lex also really loves Duran Duran)

If you cross paths between these medias as well, please let me know who you think would be who!!

#starkid #hatchetfield horrors