#hello shitty cropping

[running-in-the-dark]

oh! my nephew stayed here last night, and he told me that his grandma's partner - the most annoying, conceited, boring man I have ever met - said he doesn't like it that I always contradict him :)

I've met this guy maybe... 5-10 times total? and every time he manages to say something even more stupid than the last! it's almost impressive! like, he thinks he knows everything. and no one ever says anything, they just let him talk because it's not worth it (I know that because almost every one of them has told me this).

but I get too pissed off when it's something I care about. and I'm an adult now, I can talk back to shitty adults, I don't give a fuck.

anyway, I just think it's absolutely hilarious that he feels that way and now I'll do it even more often :) it's very fun when I ask him what his sources are for what he's saying and he just stammers some bullshit and tries to say that's not the point (pretty sure it's 100% telegram and tik tok, because that's the kind of useless old guy he is).

#some fun recent examples include... my niece gave back my rainbow high doll. he saw it and commented that it's disgusting that dolls #sexualise little girls like that because of crop tops and high heels and makeup and garter belts. what the fuck man. no one is sexualising #anything except YOU #that's a fashion doll. meant to be like 15. wearing fun pretty clothes and colourful makeup. if you look at that and think oh that's #too sexy. then I'm sorry but that's YOUR problem #(and garter belts??? it was some decoration hanging off her skirt what the fuck.) #he didn't like it when I said that no one ever says toys for boys have to be good role models :) #got realllly pissy when I wouldn't stop :) like hello dude you know there's something you can do if you don't want anyone to respond to your #fucking bullshit right? it's called THINKING. just keep that shit in your head #I'll keep doing this until he no longer wants to say dumb shit when I'm around :) (so. forever probably. but he's old he'll die before me so #it'll be fine). #oh and one time he tried to convince us that regular people in the UK are better off since Brexit. hello? dude you don't speak a damn word #of English. you barely know how to order a drink or something. how the fuck would you know #it drives me insane. he couldn't be any more mediocre and stupid if he tried. yet he thinks he's the greatest person ever #can't fucking stand him #and men like him in general. (yes it is only ever men. women like my mother are similar but they're never this fucking sure of their shitty #opinions.) #(in fact they usually give up way too easily. in my experience at least.)

[stxrmylxve]

Synopsis: Sae and Rin Itoshi have never been on good terms. And while all of his friends know it too, Rin is normally extremely cold — and he is no different with you. Sae knows that as clear as day, so, he comes to the rescue for your love, just not in the way that you thought.

NOTES: Nicknames (doll), mentions of drinking, intoxication, cussing, mentions of a shitty relationship, this chap is mainly just plot

01. The Meeting

You brushed through your hair as you glanced over yourself in the mirror, your mind in a foreign place wondering what would happen today. But your mind quickly came running back as Rin opens the door, his intimidating aura filling the room and making you gulp as he walked past you.

“Hey, babe.” you say, setting the brush down on the marble counter as you turn to eye his figure.

“Hey.” is all he has to offer back as he lazily washes his hands, not even bearing a glance into the mirror, muchless your way at all.

“Bad day?” you ask after the long stretch of silence, his eyes glancing up at you before returning back to the towel where he was drying his hands.

“Yeah, basically.” he says as he walks out of the room, leaving the bathroom with complete emptiness. You frowned to yourself as you put your brush up, taking one last glance at yourself in the mirror before returning back to the bedroom.

You tugged your clothes off, slipping on more comfortable ones — a hoodie and some shorts — before going back out to the kitchen to grab some popcorn and a soda for a movie. Though movies were supposed to be a couple’s thing, you had been planning them for yourself for the past year. But you didn’t mind, it was a nice time to decompress from life’s shit.

Rin eventually emerged from elsewhere as the popcorn continued to pop, walking right past the kitchen to the front door before waving and shutting the door behind him. Was it really so hard to say where you were going? Or even just a “bye”?

You sighed to yourself as you rumaged through the fridge, furrowing your brows when you came to the realization that there was infact nothing really in there to drink. Ah, that’s right. Rin had friends over and hadn’t bothered to go to the store.

Another audible sigh slipped past your lips as you rubbed your temple, grabbing the grocery list off of the side of the fridge before wandering back to your bedroom. You kept on the same shorts, deciding to instead change into a comfortable crop top since the weather was fairly nice out, and laced up your shoes before heading out the door towards the store.

“That will be $19.79 today, ma’am.” the store clerk says as you hand her a $20 and grab your bag, heading out of the convenience store in a sort of rush in order to hopefully beat the rain.

Your shoes audibly patted against the concrete, small rain drops falling all around you. As you looked up, you were only met with a hazy sky filled with mean looking clouds, ready to shower all of their angry tears onto you in an instant.

The rain continued, picking up with every second as it drenched you. You eventually started shivering from the cool water, deciding to head under the covering of a nearby building.

“We must have had the same thoughts, huh?” a man beside you chuckles as you glance up at him, wondering who could come off as so casual so soon.

“Oh, Mr. Sae, hello!” you say, surprised to find such a high businessman under a raggedy roof with you.

“You don’t have to be so formal, y/n. You’re dating my brother, it’s not like I’m your boss.” he gives a playful smile as he averts his gaze to the rain again.

“..yeah.” you reply, not even truly wanting that title as his girlfriend at that moment. But that’s all you were, just a girlfriend. Someone he could come to whenever he needed something, but someone he could leave in an instant.

Noticing your discomfort, he awkwardly clears his throat as he instead glances as the bag in your hand.

“Movie night?” he asks, pulling your thoughts out of its’ warzone as you quirk your brow.

“How did you know?” you laugh as he shrugs, his smile growing a bit wider with your upbeat personality coming back.

“Lucky guess. I’ve heard it’s kinda your thing.” he says as he checks the time on his watch, tapping his foot against the pavement below. Your eyes racked over his slim figure, taking in all of his form.

He was breathtaking, as cheesy as it sounds — Even though he had on only a hoodie and sweatpants, you were already imagining the things he could do with such muscles. Hell, even his legs were built as if they had been sculpted perfectly.

His eyes caught yours as your eyes continued up his chest, forcing you to awkwardly turn away to act like you were checking your phone. You didn’t have time to notice the shit-eating grin that came over his face as he glanced at your blank home screen.

“So what are you doing out in this weather? Is Rin out again, leaving a doll like you to do the work?” Sae asks, the nickname making your cheeks flush as you nodded slowly.

“I don’t know where he goes, but I do know he will be gone for a while. Probably a day or so, he normally comes back in the afternoon sometime.” you say, a weak smile forming on your lips.

“I’ll talk with him ‘bout that later.” Sae says as he pursed his lips, a small frown forming soon after.

“No no, it’s fine, really. I’ve gotten used to the loneliness and now it’s actually quite nice.” you say with a bit of a more genuine smile.

Sae watches your expression carefully, looking for any sort of doubt or weariness in your smile, but he found none. He glanced over your body at what you were wearing — you couldn’t have been warm wearing thin articles of clothing like that. And as if to prove his point, his eyes landed on your perked buds, your tits blatantly giving you away that you were infact cold.

He bashfully looked away towards his car, watching the rain drops seep off of the sleek doors.

“Hey, do you want me to drop you off back at your place? My car is right over there, and I’m sure you’re cold.” he asks, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Oh, sure. Thank you.” you say, a faint blush creeping onto your cheeks. He takes the bag from your hands, holding his hand out with a small smile as he stands out in the rain.

You take his hand, a speck of warmth being shot though your hand as he quickly drags you through the rain, unlocking his car with a *beep* before opening the door for you to crawl into.

He jogs to the other side, setting the convenience store bag in the backseat before hopping into the drivers seat. He huffs after he sits down, a small laugh leaving his chest as he ruffles his hair.

“Quite the storm, huh?” he asks, pulling out of the parking spot and turning back onto the road.

“Yeah.” you say, leaning against the center console as your eyes became heavy. You really needed to start getting more sleep soon. He glances over at you, putting his eyes back on the road to hide the soft smile on his face.

The drive was nice — nothing more than a soft purr of the engine as the rain patted against the windshield, never picking up to a complete downpour at all. Eventually, he flips on the radio as he pulls into your neighborhood, humming to the song as he drives past the other houses.

It was nice, really, and you longed to continue the moment. But it came to a stop as he pulled up in front of your house, the realization that you would be alone again coming crashing down upon you. You shuffled around awkwardly as you grabbed the bag, saying goodbye as you got out of the car and walked up the driveway.

Though it was rather embarrassing to do, you turned around and walked back to the car, leaning down through the window with a shy smile.

“Want to come inside? There’s no one here anyways...” you ask, watching as Sae glanced down the road as if to gather his thoughts before shutting off the car.

“Sure.”

“And he really asked me if I was drunk. I was like dude.. of course I am.” you giggled, setting your wine down on the table as you stabilized yourself, the true intoxication showing itself coursing through your body freely.

“You were at a bar, of course you were.” Sae says as he shakes his head, a smile plastered on his face wide as he sets his beer down next to your drink.

For the past few hours, there had been nothing but chuckles and laughs from sappy stories, something you often enjoyed to talk about subconsciously when you were drunk — but it was never something Rin accompanied you with. He never drank with you anyways, so it was nice to have a good drinking buddy to talk with. Not to mention Sae’a full attention trained on you the whole time.

The subliminal and accidental touches sent sparks through your body, just like the way his laugh was lighter and more high-pitched than his voice, the way his hair slightly fell past his eyes, it was all perfect. He brought true warmth to the room, and compared to the room being as cold as the South Pole whenever Rin came in, you would gladly take in the heat.

You didn’t hate your boyfriend. Really, you didn’t. You hated the way he treated you, yes, but you didn’t hate him persay. But it didn’t take a fool to see that you always had a fake smile on if you were introduced to someone by him, as if you were forced to act well, which in a way you were. But you played by the rules, being an Itoshi was great enough as is, and it was considered an honor to be with one.

However, Sae didn’t seem to care. He seemed too casual, as if the name was nothing more than… well, a name. He didn’t talk overly proper to others like Rin did, nor did he like big interviews. He dressed highly when needed, sure, but he sure didn’t put himself out there as much as Rin did.

“So… you’re an Itoshi, right? Why do you act differently?” you ask, rubbing your arm as a sudden chill comes over you.

“Differently?” he asks, a quizzical look taking over his face as you roll your eyes drunkenly.

“You’re an Itoshi, Sae. That’s a big name. Rin fuckin’ dresses to the nines, and you just sport a hoodie and sweatpants, like right now.” you say, ushering to his causal clothes as he glances down before furrowing his brows.

“Just because I have a high name doesn’t mean I like it, doll.” he says as he finishes his beer, getting up to throw it away in the kitchen. Your face heated up at the name again — you have never been called a nickname like that before. And somehow, even though you knew it was wrong, it sounded so right.

“You don’t like it? The name, I mean.” you ask once he sits back down, shifting your thighs. Though he might not have realized it, there was a clear print of his… well, you know. And it wasn’t exactly subtle.

“No. Everyone thinks it’s something great, but all it entails r’some broke bitches flocking over me,” he starts, glancing over your figure as he wetted his lips with his tongue, “which obviously you are not, you’re different than them. Much better than they could ever measure up to anyways.”

You shifted again, the compliment going straight to your heat unexpectedly as you looked everywhere else but to him. It was like you were almost greedy for his attention, though it was probably because you never got much from Rin.

“Oh, thanks.” you say, not really having anything much to reply with other than that. If it wasn’t obvious enough before, you continued to rub your thighs together under the table, hoping he wouldn’t catch on, but it just got to you too damn much to bear.

Silly, yes, but you could be turned into a bitch in heat with a simple compliment, if it came from the right person, of course. And it seemed as though he was the right person, huh?

And even through all of the silent hopes that he wouldn’t catch on, his eyes flicked down to your waist as he watched it slowly grind against the chair. His lips turned up at the corners as his eyes flicked back up your face.

“You seem to be lonely up in here, yeah? Always wishing your white knight would come back home to give you even an ounce of attention.” he rambles, choosing his words carefully to push some of your hidden buttons.

“Mhhm.” you say, nodding your head lazily. You don’t know whether it was the foreign buzz still in your head from your one too many drinks, or whether you were just flat out horny today, but the sparks came quickly as a small coil began to form in your gut.

“Need some help with the.. loneliness?” he asks suddenly, catching you off guard as you tried to interpret what exactly he ment. When you couldn’t figure it out, you simply blatantly asked “What do you mean?”

He chuckled at the question, as though it was a bit naive to ask, as his lustful eyes raised up to meet yours.

“Well, by bringing me over every once in a while, of course.” he replies, the lusty gaze dissolving suddenly and being replaced by a small glint.

“Well, you’re over right now. Make yourself at home.” you reply as you look away again, your breath quickening as the room’s air became much heavier.

He eyes you, almost primalistically, as he lickes his lips again. Pushing himself off of his chair, he wanders elsewhere in the house, disappearing momentarily outside to his car before coming back again. In his hand was a rather large bottle of vodka, the liquid sloshing in it like candy as he held it up.

“Wanna take a few shots with me?”

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[hobaworld7]

MYG - Insecurities (TW) (M)

Pairing : reader x idol/yoongi

tw: mention of eat!ng dis0rder, body dysmorphia, weight and insecurities about reader's body, like b!g or feeling not enough. there is also a lot of fluff.

PLEASE : don't read if you are underage or are struggling with ed because this could be triggering*

I feel like i'm in the right place to write about that, i've been medically diagnosed with anor3x!@ and went to many therapies for my ed. so please be comfortable to get help if you struggle or you can always talk to me, my dm are open!

a/n: I wanted to write this one since a while, so here i am a 10pm when i have to wake up at 5am tomorrow, but hope you'll enjoy and please comment some request!

disclaimer : BTS or Suga doesn't belong to me. The scenario does. Remember that it's only an imagine. I also took some of his quote about body positivity because it fits with the story. I'll put them in italic, so you know that they are not mine.

LISTEN TO THIS SONG IF YOU NEED A REMINDER OF HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU ARE!

________

You've been struggling a lot lately. One year ago you were diagnosed with an eating disorder. You've went to therapy and since have been follow by a psychologist and your doctor. It was doing well, you've improved a lot but you were still feeling fragile. A little thing could be triggering enough to put you in some bad habits again. Summer was coming and even if your psy kept telling you to love your body that it does so much for you, just the thought of wearing and seeing yourself in short or crop top in front of people make you sick.

Here you were, in front of your full size mirror. You've tried at least 6 outfits. Nothing was okay. Your thighs were a little too big and you didn't like the way your arms fit in all of your tops. At this point, your bedroom was a mess and you were at the breaking point. You got out of your clothes, put on one of your boyfriend's hoodie and decided to call him.

-Y/N, is everything all right? I'm waiting for you at the studio.

-Yoongi, nothing looks good on me. I feel fat and ugly. I don't have anything to wear. I tried 6 outfits. I just can't get out of the house today, sorry my love...

-Babe, put anything that feel comfortable and come to the studio please. Take that long sleeve of mine that you love seeing me in. Wear it. You would look beautiful, as always, in it.

-Yoonie, I really don't feel like going out...

-Please jagiya, I'll wait for you now.

He hung up before you could say anything. He knows it was the only way to make you go out of your apartment. You went to his wardrobe, grab the long sleeve he was talking about and some legging too. You put your favorite white adidas shoes and some sunglasses before heading out. You were feeling shitty but you know you had to go see your boyfriend to feel better. He had a whole pm planned for both of you. You took the bus to his studio.

_ _ _

-Babe I'm here!

You knock slowly on the door and open it after hearing him telling you to come in. It was a little studio with all his instruments, some screens and a couch so he could rest during the busy days. You always love coming here when he was working on his album.

You hear him talking over the phone so you decided to get cozy and find your favorite spot on the couch under a blanket. You were scrolling on TikTok when Yoongi decide to come lay on you like a big bay, his head resting against your chest.

-Hello beautiful baby girl. What do you wanna eat?

-I don't feel like eating...

You wrap your arms around your belly. It was a bad day.

-I know, but you still have to take a bit or two. Now please, tell me what you wanna eat?

-I don't know, some ramen would be good?

-Perfect babe, i'll order something.

He kisses your forehead and go order food. You were a little hungry actually. But the eating disorder was like controlling your thoughts and after that body-hate morning, you didn't feel like you could eat. Like you were punishing yourself.

But Yoongi was amazing and understood how you were feeling. That's why he was forcing you to eat and get out of your apartment. He wanted you near him so he could watch over you because it was a bad day.

____

After you ate and he did all the work he had to do for the day, you both went home. You were feeling a little bit better. Once you arrive at your place, Yoongi went to the dressing to get changes and you went in the kitchen so you could grab something to drink.

-Babe! Y/N! Come here please.

You hears Yoongi scream from the dressing room. You let your coffee on the counter and went to the walk-in. When you open the door, you saw that he cleaned all your mess of the morning and took off the sheet that was covering the mirror. It was a full length one and he put on the sheet a week or two ago when you told him you felt ugly this day.

-Come here baby.

He reaches out for your hand. You take his hand and he slowly drag you near him. He put his hands on your shoulder and turn you around so you are facing the mirror.

-Baby, please not today..

You put your hands around your body.

-Please, let me do something okay?

You mumble as an answer. You knew he was stubborn so if you let him do what he wanted to do, it would be easier then try to leave right now.

-You are so beautiful baby.

He puts his hand on your hip and slowly pull up your hoodie.

-Raise your arm baby.

You slowly do as he said and he then slowly undress you. You were now only in your bras and legging. You rapidly put your arms around your body and turn to face him.

-Please babe, can I leave now?

Yoongi put his hands on your cheek and lift up your face toward him.

-Trust me with that okay baby? You are so beautiful and I love you so much. I just want you to know. I wanna tell you over and over again how perfect you are. Now turn around and look at yourself in the mirror, please.

You turn around slowly and he put his index under your chin and lift up your face so you can see your reflection. He cover your neck of kisses and put his hands back on your hips.

-Look at that beautiful body. He's so precious.

He take off his shirt and trow it away. Then his hands are on your hip and his lips on yours. As he kisses you, he undress you of your legging.

-I don't want you to loose weight. Just imagine, one gram of your beautifulness leaving your body. I wouldn't be able to live.

He goes sit on the couch that decorate the corner of the room. He take your hands and once he's comfortably sit, pull it so you can sit on him, facing the mirror. He start kissing your neck and shoulder. His hands touching every parts of your exposed skin. His mouth was devouring your skin. Your eyes close, just taking all this sweetness and pleasure in.

-Open your eyes baby. Look how beautiful you are.

You start feeling his lips, sucking and gently bitting your skin. Probably leaving marks all over your body like he loves to do. You didn't really mind, honestly. Yoongi loved it so much, seeing his passages on you so it kinda turned you on.

-You are so pretty baby. Look at your body. Reacting so much under my touch.

Both of his hands were touching your body and you were shaking under his touch.

-Y/N, I love you so much. You are so amazing. You are so beautiful. Please never think you aren't enough or not pretty enough. You're a piece of art.

___

If you want to read more, here is the link of my masterlist : https://www.tumblr.com/kimtaehyung-taetae-writing/710423978560421888/masterlist?source=sharethank you army!

#bts imagine #min yoongi #suga #suga x reader #min yoongi x reader #yoongi x reader #bts

[fevekko]

Hello, yes

I am here for the black Monsieur Neuvillette propoganda

welcome to the club 💪💪💪💪💪💪 (yeah this is cropped so shitty idc i'm tired)

#nuevillette #genshin #art #yeah he's my silly so what #she is too i love furina so much you don't understand #he might be one of my fav characters to draw next to kaeya #congrats neuvi you've won

[loveneversleepss]

2. Kings

Warnings: switch povs, cursing, degrading names(slut,whore), nicknames, argument with Felix(he’s a b), Lee know is a slut LOL, some tension, smut duh, unprotected sex, slight hair pulling, oral sex(both), Teasing. Mwah 💋 long asf

Lee know..

Strange man. Handsome. Fit body. Sweet voice. Perfect side profile. Cocky personality. He is god sent. He would be the ideal man except for the personality. He needs to be humbled badly.

Currently he is leading us to his castle. Well Felix and his castle. The envy kingdom. It’s complicated…

“Here we are.” He opens the gates to met a people running around. “Forget to mention. Im a big party boy. I’m hosting a party tonight. Hope you don’t mind.” Not at all. You’re a big party girl yourself. Not exactly dressed for it though. You catch people side eyeing you and your outfit. You wore plain baggy jeans and a crop top. Not exactly party wear…

“Maybe we should find something for you to wear.” Lee know playfully hits your shoulder. You roll your eyes at him. “Only if you want. I mean you never know who you’ll meet tonight.” He’s kinda right. I mean you’re not gonna be stuck to Felix’s side forever. “Felix come. We need to talk. You there. Take y/n and get her ready.” They quickly leave.

A girl comes running to you. “Hello. This way.” She grabs your hand and lead you into a room. “Greetings princess.” People line up besides you in rows bow down to you. “Oh I’m not-“ A girl breaks your silence. “Oh bet you are. If Lee know says to dress you. You must be his princess.” You quickly deny. “Im not. Im just a guest.” They just nod their head. Multiple people come up with you with outfit ideas. You chose a simple but revealing one. To show off exactly who you are.

A black lacy two piece dress. The top being low cut, revealing you perfectly. They quickly sit you down in front of a mirror while they do your makeup. The girls come and chose emerald accessories to go with everything. They decide to put your hair half up and down. They attach a hairpin with a green snake on it. “What’s this?” You ask a girl. She smiles at you. “It’s the king’s crest. Claiming you apart of the kingdom. Lee know specifically asked us to put it on you.”

Lee know? Why would he want you to wear this? You hear a knock at the door. You look up in the mirror to see. Felix. He looks good. Perfect. “Leave us please.” The girls quickly obey and leave. Felix walks over to you slowly. He turns you in your chair. “Stand up.” You hesitate a bit. You get up and stand awkwardly. He motions his finger for you to turn. You do so.

He stares at you. “I don’t like it.” You frown at him. “What is it you don’t like?” He tilts his head. “I don’t like it, take it off. You’re showing too much.” You scoff at him. Last time you recall he wasn’t your boyfriend. And who is he to tell you how to dress? “No.” He steps closer to you. “Are you deaf? Take. It. Off. Or Do I have to rip it off you?” His hand reaches for your top.

“Don’t touch me. You’re not my boyfriend. You don’t have a say in what I do. ” He steps back. His hands go into his pockets. “You better behave tonight. I have important guests coming.” He walks over to the mirror to adjust his hair. “First time revealing myself to everyone. I need it to be perfect. So don’t do anything stupid.” He turns around and looks you up and down. “Also one thing.. you talk like that to me again. I will throw you out. Don’t think for a second I won’t.” He walks away without a second look.

“You think you’re so high and mighty..” you yell at before he leaves. He turns around to glare at you. “I made you Felix. Without me, you would be nothing. You would still be living in that shitty home. With no one but yourself.” A cup of glass drives right by your head. Nearly missing you. He runs up to you. Inches away now. “No honey. Without me you would be nothing. Getting fucked by a group of boys. Probably dead in a ditch. Be grateful.” And with that he leaves.

What. The. Actual. Fuck. Who the hell does he think he is? You made him. You lead him to find that charm. That stupid ring. You gave him those powers. He wants you to behave? You’ll show him. You look in the mirror at yourself. You won’t forget that. You’ll make him regret it. You grab a pair of heels and put them on.

You walk out and practically strut down the hallway. Finding to see the party has started. You reach the balcony and stare down at the people. “Drink?” A waiter comes up to you. You gladly take the drink and take a sip. It’s sweet. You watch the group of people come in. Trying to pay attention to see any attractive ones. No one catches your eyes. Boring.

“Having fun?” You turn to see Lee know standing beside you. Coming to lean on the balcony with you. Taking notice of his outfit. Wearing the same snake symbol on his collar. “Not really.” He takes a sip of his drink. Placing it on the cold balcony. He touches the bracelet on your wrist. “Hmm. Surprised to see you wearing it. Guess I claimed you.” You glare at him. He looks good. In a elegant black suit. Hair slightly in his eyes. “Why don’t you come with me? We’re expecting some important guests soon.” He reaches his hand out for you to take it. You smile at him. You grab his hand. “Why not?” He pulls you in by the waist and you walk down the staircase together.

Feeling eyes on you as you walk down. Him never breaking eye contact with you. “You look beautiful tonight. Perfect.” You turn away at his compliment. You got to give it to him. He does know how to flirt. You turn to see Felix glaring at you. To tease him you pretend to fix Lee know’s collar. Turning to face Lee know. Staring up into his eyes. His hands on your lower back. Eyes daring you to try to do something. Anything.

You pull away hiding your smirk. “Excuse me, my king. You’re guests are here.” He walks away following the servant. Leaving you wondering who is so important. Next you hear a clicking of a glass. “Excuse me, my dear guests..”

Lee know is giving a speech. The crowd moves away to leave space for him to be easily seen. A circle surrounding 8 men. 8 Incredibly attractive men.

“Today I have gathered all the holders of the kingdoms... although there is one who hasn’t come forward. The holder of Lust. We have learned that the charm has been claimed but the holder has not come forward. If you know anything please let us know.. with all being said. Let’s party.” The crowd cheers and the music is blasting. Making eye contact with Hyunjin. What a weirdo.

You walk away up the balcony. Turning around to see Hyunjin still watching you. You wink at him and turn back around. Walking back to your original spot on the balcony. Watching Felix demonstrate his new powers. Bringing candles to float in the air. One coming towards you and falling in front of you. Tsk. Whatever.

“Same spot, huh?” Lee know again. You let out a small laugh. “Mhmm perfect view from here.” He stands next to you. Closer than last time. His arm comes over your shoulder. Playing lightly with your hair. His scent fills your nose. Shit. He smells so good. “Im bored, let’s fuck.”

You look at him, eyes wide out. You’re taken back by his bold words. “What?” He smirks at you. “You heard me.” You roll your eyes at him. His hand comes up to your chin. Pulling you in closer. “Mm I like it when you roll your eyes at me..” he leans in to your ear. “Makes me wanna fuck you hard.” Your mouth opens slightly. His hand travel down to your lower back. “Would you like that, baby?”

You start to blush a little. He bites your earlobe softly and you let out a small whimper. “What was that? Enjoying this, beautiful?” He comes back to face you, eyes full of lust. “I won’t do anything you don’t want to do. Just tell me what you want.” You feel as if he took away your words. Nothing but your breath coming out your mouth. “Words, baby. I want to hear you say it.” His thumb starts to play with your lower lip.

“I want you Lee know. Anything. Please. Just make me feel good.” He smirks at your words. “Good girl.” He leads you by your waist. Quickly leading you into a room. “Let no one in.” He demands a servant before closing the door.

He pushes you up against the wall. “Fuck, you just look too good.” His lips attach to yours. Passionate. Not messy. Mouths moving in sync. Slowly you open your mouth. Letting his tongue slip right in. Letting a satisfied moan slip out. Your leg wraps around his waist. Feeling pounding in your lower stomach. His hand caresses your leg. “So sweet.” He brings your other leg up on his waist. Carrying you up and setting you down on the bed softly. Not ever breaking the kiss.

His lips leave yours to travel down your neck. Sucking softly and leaving little trails. You let your heels slip off and fall on the floor. His lips leave your neck and he steps back. “Take off your clothes for me.” He watches you carefully. You slip your panties down your legs slowly. Putting on a show for him. You lift your shirt off you, throwing it on the floor. You open your legs wide for him. Making him groan at the sight.

“Are you gonna ruin me? Use me? I’m all yours.”

You start to caress your breasts. Watching him as he starts to take off his belt, then his shirt. Jaír as you expected. A perfect built body. You put two of your fingers in your mouth, making them moist. Reaching down and starting to softly tease yourself. Rubbing your folds then starting to rub small circles on your clit. Your mouth falling open and head slightly falling back. Having him watch you is different. You’ve never had anyone watch you.

“Nuh uh. You don’t get to touch yourself.” He pushes you on your back. Spreading your legs back open. Kissing your inner thigh. His thumb comes up to circle your clit. Making you practically jolt in pleasure. “Mm. So sensitive.” Teasing you. He places a kiss on your clit. “Please.” He looks up at you and smirks.

“Desperate, are you?” He chuckles. You roll your eyes. “Mm don’t forget what I told you about that, baby.” You make eye contact with him. He licks a strip up your folds. Making your back arch a bit. He starts to suck on your clit softly. Using two fingers to enter inside you. Curling them and making you scream in pleasure. He continues and you feel like you’re in straight heaven. Fucking you with his fingers. You tangle your hands in his hair. Your hips moving in circles for more friction.

You love this feeling but something’s missing. You need him. Need him inside you. Reaching places you never knew that could be reached. “Lee know..” he brakes away to come face to face with you. “What is it, my pretty?” He caresses your cheek. “Need more.. please..” Starting to unbutton his pants. He pulls them down with his boxers quickly. His cock coming up to slap against his stomach.

You look down. Just the sight makes you’re mouth water. He is bigger than you thought. “Like what you see?” He laughs and teases you. He won’t be laughing for long. You pull him and lay him on his back. Quickly unclipping your bra and throwing it. Grabbing his hands to grope your tits. You reach down and start to pump him up and down. His face quickly turns from amused to shocked. “What’s wrong, Cat got your tongue?” You crawl down his body, connecting your mouth to him. Licking and Sucking on the tip. Slowly taking as much of him in your mouth and using your hand to help you.

His head falls back on the bed. He lets out shaky moans and low whimpers. Making butterflies appear in your tummy. “Fuck just like that.” His hand grips on your hair. Slightly moving your head with your rhythm. You choke slightly when his hand lowers you down more. He pulls you away from him. Pushing you on your stomach. “I can’t do it anymore. Need to fucking feel you.” He lifts you up by your waist. Pulling your skirt up to your waist. He lines himself up to you. Easing himself in as you both moan out.

He goes in all the way slowly. Feeling him sinfully stretch you out. Your hands beginning to feel weak. “Fuck. So tight.” His hands grab a fistful of your hair. Bringing you upright. “Gonna stretch you out so good. You’re fucking mine now.” He pushes you down. You don’t even let your hands catch you and you fall into the sheets. He begins to start thrusting hard into you. Making moans slip out of you like crazy.

“Oh fuck. You feel like heaven.” He mumbles out. Him slipping in and out of you quickly. “Such a sweet little cunt. All for me.” You whimper out. Feeling a knot in your stomach starting. “Such a good little slut for me.” You clench hard at his words. He’s driving you crazy. “Shit, you liked that? Like being called my slut?” You babble at his words. Clenching hard again.

“Fuck. Imma make you mine. My whore.” Your back starts to arch and you push back into him with his thrusts. He pushes up hitting your g-spot. “Found it.” He continues thrusting up into it. Abusing your g spot. You’re basically screaming at this point. He starts to rub your clit making the pleasure intensify all more. Starting to tremble from all the pleasure. “Come on. Cum for me baby.” You gladly oblige as your feel the knot begin to loosen. You let your orgasm over take you. Lee know riding it out for you. It is the biggest orgasm you’ve ever had. Leaving your head woozy after. He reaches his high too. He pulls out and cums all over your thighs.

“Fuck. We gotta do that again.” You laugh and turn to look at him. He grabs a rag and cleans your thighs. You turn and lay on your back, staring up at the ceiling. He begins to dress himself. You sit up and watch him. “What? I’m hosting a party remember. Gotta get back out there.” You nod your head. Grabbing your clothes from off the floor. Dressing yourself.

“By the way. I don’t wanna be yours. You can take this back.” You take off the bracelet and throw it to him. He catches it and looks at you confused. You put on your heels and clean your lipstick. “Bye bye. Thanks for the fuck.” You open the door and leave him. You giggle to yourself after.

Walking past a room with the door slightly open. You get curious and look. Seeing Felix passed out on a bed. You walk in and look at him. Pathetic.

The next morning~

Fuck my head hurts. I gotta get some water. I walk down the stairs to see all the holders standing in a circle. “What’s going on?”

They all turn and face me. “Fucking. Y/n.” Lee know says gritting his teeth. “I’m confused..” he glares at me angrily. “Look at your fucking ring Felix.” I look down. “I don’t have one on-.” Wait. What the fuck. WHERES MY RING. “What the fuck happened?!” I yell out.

“Y/n happened. Tell me something Felix. How did you not know that y/n was the holder of lust this whole time?” Hyunjin asks me.

“I figured it out. I slowed down the time when I saw her walking up the stairs. She turned around and winked at me in normal time. That’s when I knew. But I was too late when I connected the dots. She had already left.”

“She must’ve got you’re ring when you were pasted out Felix.” Lee knows says. I notice that he is also missing his ring. “And what about yours? How did she get it?”

He rubs the back of his neck. “She must’ve got it when we were fucking.” What.

“What the fuck did you just say.” Changbin grabs my shoulder. “Don’t even. That doesn’t matter now.”

“Now she has both envy and lust. She’s gonna try to become the ruler of the 7 kingdoms.” Chan says. “We’re fucked.”

Taglist: @whlfchn @moasworld @felix-housewife @bubblelixie @hyunsungbased @queenmea604

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[rosey-rosey-rosey]

hello World ^_^

it has been some time since ive been here (i finally got into my biology course) and after a year of working full time at a shitty bakery/cafe i was tired of everything (and was terrified id fail 1st year (again)) so i had neglected this blog.

i hope to be back this year and maybe perhaps ill post more

so lets do a quick update of where ive been:

-i went to many concerts, my favs being Ethel Cain opening for boygenius, Yves Tumor, and CMAT (everyone go listen to CMAT)

-i went to london and chicago in September. the museums were rlly cool in both (Tate modern and MOCA Chicago my beloved) and both were insufferably warm. Chicago was also infested with dragon flies which was. interesting.

-ive been crocheting a lot, tunisian crochet being my favourite. i might post some of the stuff ive made if i remember to

-i grew a successful crop of Oca! they taste like very floury potatoes

-my fav albums of 2023 were 001011 by Salvia, Praise A Lord Who Chews... by Yves Tumor, Nymph_o by Shygirl, Desire, I Want To Turn Into You by Caroline Polachek, and Crazymad, For Me by CMAT (seriously go listen to her, shes the best country pop act of our lifetime)

-my top artists this year were Yves Tumor, Caroline Polachek, Björk, Fiona Apple, and Ethel Cain

Now, for the resolutions for the new year:

-when i see a fruit ive never seen before i will eat it

-get back on tumblr

-draw better

-take more photos of myself

-suck more dick

-get a tattoo

-get my bridge pierced

-bleach my brows

-wear makeup

-watch every Studio Ghibli film + Satoshi Kon film i can find (ive never actually watched a studio ghibli film all the way through)

-read all the books left in my pile (im reading House Of Leaves rn (going very slow), ive got The Dispossessed by Le Guin, Daisy Miller + The Turning Of The Screw by Henry James, Invitation To A Beheading by Nabokov, Liarmouth by John Waters, and a compilation of short stories by Poe)

-finish the ep im working on (and also the album maybe)

I hope to do monthly updates on these to see how im doing and if i can get them done

Im looking forward to what 2024 brings (ethel cain is coming to Dublin im buzzing) and what i will do with the year

theres some asks in my inbox that ill try to get to later, but for now

I've been Rosey :•)

#sorry for vanishing into thin air #also sorry to that one person in my messages that i ghosted completely i feel so bad for that #other than that #haiiiiiiii #im back (hopefully)

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Hi hello I absolutely adore your band AU!! I was wondering if you have any thoughts on the band's appearances, like clothes/hair dye/etc.? Especially given you've mentioned things past highschool

I rlly rlly want to draw these dorks practising together and want to stay true to your ideas :3

Hello I saw this just before I was going to go to sleep and then laid awake Thinking About It for the next 30 minutes so here I am!

Under the cut because there's a LOT!!

Richie

He layers just as badly as in canon

So in my head it goes:

Long sleeved stripey T-shirt

then a graphic short tee on top (which eventually becomes a band T-shirt nearer then end of senior year when Steph joins the band! (And when I design the logo lmao))

THEN a zip up hoode

I'm not done

Then a leather jacket he found at a garage sale (it's slightly too big for him normally so it fits over everything else.)

Ripped jeans + belt chains

He has one of those goth belts with all the metal eyelets in it

Boots!! He has loads of different coloured laces he wears each day!!

And ofc he has his blue hair

He has his ears pierced too- he has these skeleton studs and they're all he wears.

Oh and the green and black bracelet Max eventually makes when he becomes the band's friend. It's tied onto his belt loops every morning.

Peter

Pretty similar to canon in my head

He takes off his suspenders and bowtie when they practice though (he feels safe then)

His hair is longer! He wears it in a man bun because it made him feel more masc before he came out to everyone (in middle school)

When he felt more comfortable (and after he came out) he decided to keep his hair long and the man bun just kind of stuck

He gets an undercut maybe? I can't decide in whether that's good or not.

He had LOADS of ear piercings (industrial, tragus, three on each lobe, conch, helix) but he's too scared to get facial ones somehow

He wears dangly earrings in his main lobe piercing

After he makes friends with Steph and stops wearing his suspenders+bowtie altogether he unbuttons and untucks his shirt during practice.

(Steph almost passes out the first time he does this. She can see his collar bones. Victorian woman seeing ankle for the first time core)

Richie clips a short chain onto his belt loops "So we match!"

His yellow and orange bracelet becomes his hairband- you can't usually see it unless you're looking for it/it's in a ponytail

Ruth

Ruth was actually so so difficult for me to decide

Her normal style just goes so hard yknow?

I think she starts wearing Docs like Richie

But she just has rainbow laces and that's it she doesn't change them

She gets a leather jacket too and paints the band logo on (badly)

The band tee she'll wear but it'll be over-sized and half tucked in

Logo front and back babey!!

I don't know what else for Ruth so if you have any ideas please feel free to use them

Her blue and white bracelet is just on her wrist like a normal person lmao

Steph

Nose piercing Nose piercing!! She has a little ring

Her style is already SO SO good for the band AU!!!

She has fingerless leather gloves

She also has tattoos methinks

The beginnings of a rose + thorns sleeve on her left arm

And a shitty stick and poke star on her right wrist (over her veins) she got when she was 16- it's started to fade so she gets other stars tattooed on her wrist around it (one for each band member?)

She's the one who commissions an artist to design the logo, and gets t-shirts made for each of them!!

She, and Ruth both get the logo put on leather jackets. Steph's is proper vintage and is more of a biker jacket though.

She tries to convince Richie and Peter to get ones too, but Richie doesn't want to damage his jacket and Peter refuses to wear one at all (he won't wear the shirt either)

(She catches him using it as a sleep shirt. She teases him about it for weeks)

She cuts her band top into a crop top but she doesn't always wear it.

She dyes the tips of her hair red for while

But it fades into pink weirdly quick

So she dyes it back to her normal ombre

Steph's pink bracelet hangs from a hole made in one of her drumsticks. Her bracelet was made first (Max cried when he saw it)

Max

Max isn't technically part of the band

But he is their #1 fan forever and ever

So he has a shirt too that he wears to all of their (eventual) gigs!! The logo is a bit faded/damaged and washed out because he keeps washing it the wrong way

He has a scar in his eyebrow from when Steph punched him after she first joins the band (this kickstarts his redemption.) (Punchstarts?)

And he has his purple and yellow bracelet around his wrist!

I still haven't figured out how to fit Grace into this AU at all. I do HC that she thinks all music other than Christian Music is Of The Devil™ and she plays the flute but that's about it honestly... One of these days I'll figure something out

#npmd band au #nerdy prudes must die #npmd #starkid npmd #starkid #hatchetverse #hatchetfield #richie lipschitz #peter spankoffski #ruth fleming #stephanie lauter #max jagerman #grace chasity #if I sound mad at the begining of this post No I Don't #I am so so so happy I got this ask #I am just very sleepy #the voices demanded I answer asap though #I WILL be drawing them tomorrow #but I'll design the logo first #but obviously any variations are completely and wholey welcome #wholley? whole? wholey??? #purely because???oh my lord??? people like my AU enough to draw it????? thank you?!?!?

[brekkie-e]

yo! i dunno if you've made a post on this before, but i'd be interested to hear details about epione (+ any other tavs)! what's her story? what's she like?

Hey, yes, hi, hello! This is one of those questions that I crave to be asked constantly but also fear all who do will come to regret. I can not be normal about my kids. Especially Epi. She’s my little creature and I cry about her a lot. Thank you so much for asking, and I apologize for the wait!

I do plan on making a more in depth introduction post at some point, so if you like her that’s on the way.

Epione! Far more commonly known as Epi though.

She is a grown up urchin, still trying to find her place in the world. Life has been testing her from the day she was born. Started out in a orphanage that didn’t treat her kindly. Ran away when she was seven to the Lower City, where she promptly met what would become her Mol. Her and her bosom companion, Vestia, grew up alongside eachother in a pick pocket crew and when they hit their teens started a chaotic ride or die relationship. It ended in tragedy when Vestia’s ambition and selfishness found her doing jobs for the Zhentarim as Epi began trying to “go straight” and work her way to a normal life. Vestia agreed to make the attempt, but continued doing jobs behind Epi’s back. When she found out and tried to confront her, shit hit the fan at the wrong time. Flaming Fist made an appearance, and Epi took the fall for the job Vestia was running for the Zhent- spending the next 80 years in prison for it while Vestia climbed the ranks of the Zhentarim and ended up one of their top dogs by the time of the game.

Epi got out of prison about 6 months to a year before the game starts. She found a job as a carriage driver, and essentially plays the role of a chatty cab driver. I do not know for a fact if that is lore compliant due to the animal ban in BG, but we see carts around all parts of the city in the game and it’s an important headcanon for me that I’m too attached to so it stays. It’s one of the reasons she has 3 levels in bard. She has no training but she is a chronic story teller. She has a shitty apartment, few long term friends, and a burning desire to make something of herself that is more than what people see. Above all else, she is a survivor and a hard worker.

Oh and like. As a minor, only slightly important bit- she’s also a cambion. A long lost daughter of Mephistopholees to be exact. One of seven cambion children he had with divine soul sorcerers to aquire enough divine energy to usurp Azmodeus to be exact. Her older brother was sent to fetch her when she was born, and was pissed at his dad so conveniently misplaced her at the orphanage. They cropped her wings in a bit of anti-tiefling sentiment (tieflings can technically be born with wings too so nobody suspected she was a cambion from the start.) So Epi does not find out about her heritage until early Act 3 of BG3 because of Raphael. Yes, he found her alliance with Astarion incredibly humorous because neither knew they were the run away missing ingredient in a plot Mephistopholees was trying to pull. I want to note, this was a plot I came up with in 2020/2021 so finding out Astarion’s infernal pact info was INSANE playing it real time.

She will be getting her wings back courtesy of Raphael in Act 3, and it will be a bit of an ugly transition with a dash of identity crisis.

ALSO she’s supposed to be a lighter pink than shown in some screenshots. Her original colors were removed in the full release so sometimes she’s got a hot pink look to her when it’s really supposed to be a bit more pastel. She’s actually pretty insecure about being so pink, she feels like people don’t take her seriously because of it. It makes life difficult for Astarion when he wants to put her in nice clothes. She hates stuff that draw attention to her.

General info:

Age: 226

Class: 9 levels of wild magic sorcery (headcanoned to be infernal but unstable cause she’s got no training) and 3 of lore bard so CUTTING WORDS

Romance: slow burn rivals to lovers with Astarion

She has a mouse/rat companion named Todd that has had it’s lifespan unnaturally extended by her magic

Epione is technically a part of a custom party that has many more Tav’s in it which I will put much more briefly under the cut 💖

It says Brendan, but it’s a cover name. This is the human form of Jehvka, which is Epi’s older brother. He’s always kept an eye out for her where he could from a distance, and tries to infiltrate the Mindflayer ship to save her. Unfortunately he gets stuck in the same situation and has to play along. It’s nice for him though cause he actually gets to know her and befriend her, but it sucks cause he gets deeper and deeper into the lie about who he is. He’s a very witty devil may care type. Comes off like the big scary brooding guy, but does it intentionally to throw people off gaurd when he gives a big smile and hits them with a pun. Romances Gale. Winds him up by playing dumb during his info dumps and pretending he’s never heard of basic things like “the weave.”

Mizzyrm. She’s going to be the other half of Lae’zel’s evil cultish culture duo. Wizard from Menzoberazzan who channel’s her “evilness” in to extensive research. Which is so important she finds herself hardly leaving her lair, and thus is spared from having to attent soirée’s where no less than 3 murders will occur and everyone is mean to eachother. She is shaped by her culture, and definitely has a dark side because of it. Her research is primarily about how to magically hurt people faster. But she’s got a softness in her that makes her just kind of retreat from her peers when she can get away with it. Basically an evil introvert. When she get’s to the surface, it isn’t going to take her long to warm up to the idea that maybe there’s a different way to live. But she gravitates to Lae’zel because it’s familiar and a dynamic she understands. Also she thinks her mom would approve.

TYPHON. My head empty no thoughts but “do you think lifting this boulder over my head will impress the babes?” Dark Urge boy. He’s going to be the fun stabilizer of the group who encourages everyone to work together. Probably unironically makes people do group huddles and say “go team” before getting into battles. Invented the “bhaal-tap” locker room maneuver. Is sufficiently horrified by his dark urges, his mantra about it is “be cool, man just be cool.” He will likely get a little more serious on a narrative level, but he will not stray far from his Ken roots.

Anathema 2.0

Repressed Rich Virgin Syndrome has taken a devestating toll on her. She is the daughter of patriars who simply don’t have time to raise kids, so she was raised by a very religious nanny and then sent to a convent for a while. She’s only recently been brought home due to a politically advantageous betrothal. She doesn’t have much of an opinion about it because she doesn’t have a lot of opinions about anything. Other people tell her what to do and think. She’s insufferably naive and ignorant and rich. She’s going to turn red with embarrassment and mortification every time Karlach says fuck in her general viscinity, because she has literally never heard a swear word prior to meeting her. Yes, Karlach is going to teach her how to be her own person and be rebellious and think for herself. Yes they are going to elope. No it won’t be until after Gortash causes mayhem and drama.

BONUS PICTURE: VESTIA. My toxic queen. Stay awful, my love. She’s the kind of character that is there narratively to cause problems but you feel bad about it because you know she deserves growth and good things too, but her entire point is to be an example of what happens when you DON’T grow and just get worse. Astarion wants to see his reflection so bad, this is it. A warning sign not to ascend cause it will leave you lonely in the end.

#brekkie asks #oc: epione #oc: Jehvka #oc: anathema #oc: Mizzyrm #oc: vestia #oc: typhon #Bg3 tav #tav #baldur’s gate 3 #bg3 #not supposed to be this long but im a menace

[persephonewritessometimes]

me and the devil / hotch x reader / chapter one

Summary: It seems like another night at work, but will the dark-haired man Y/N keeps eyeing finally say hello to her?

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x AFAB Reader

Word Count: 2367

Warnings: strip club, cursing, hotch being kind of creepy, pole dancing

Key: y/n = your name

me and the devil series masterlist

This work is meant for readers aged 18 and over. You are responsible for your own media consumption.

The drive to the club is short, as it’s only fifteen minutes from my apartment, but I drag it out as long as I can, driving under the speed limit with all my windows down, blasting music trying to drown out all my thoughts. I get to the club only a few minutes later than normal, park, roll up my windows, and rest my forehead on the steering wheel. Dancing is the last thing I want to do after the day I had, but I have to make money. I hear a tap on my driver’s side window, and groan, sitting back up. It’s just Tia, grinning at me. I smile back. Tia’s one of my closest friends at the club, seeing as she took me under her wing the first time I showed up to start dancing. I motion at her to move out of the way, grab my bag, and get out of my shit-box excuse of a car.

         “You okay today, Y/N? Bad day at school?” Tia asks, slinging her arm around me as we make our way to the side door of the Cat Scratch Club.

         “Something like that. Do you know how many of my patients vomited and or shit themselves today?" Tia fakes a gag.

         "Do I really want to know?”

         “No. I’ll spare you the details. But hey, just one more semester, and I graduate with my BSN. Then it’s off to take the NCLEX and find a job in a busy city’s emergency room.”

         “That’s my Y/N, thriving in the chaos!” Tia exclaims, and I chuckle. The bouncer, Alex, waves us in and we make our way back to the locker room. Tia takes a shower as I get ready. It’s a Friday night, and even though we’re just a shitty town in Virginia, the local FBI agents tend to come out in droves tonight. They’re most likely tired of the stressful jobs they keep and look to us girls for a little bit of excitement in their routine lives. I go through my skincare routine and start on my makeup. Even though it’s usually fairly dark in the club, it’s important to wear makeup, just as an enhancement of our natural beauty. I’m finishing up my eyeshadow, today opting for a smoky look with a dramatic cat eye when Tia returns from the shower.

         “Damn look at you!” She says, sitting down next to me to start her own makeup routine. She likes to wear a lot of fake rhinestones on her face, and they look so pretty on her. She’s been begging me to let her put some on my face.

         “Think it would look better with some rhinestones?” I ask with a sly smile, and she squeals.

         "Yes, bitch of course it would! Let me do my makeup first, and then I’ll put some on you!” She rushes through her makeup, as both of us are very practiced at this routine. I put on some false eyelashes while I wait and then Tia asks me to face her so she can put gems on me. She settles on a half-moon of star rhinestones along the outline of my eyeshadow. I look at myself in the mirror and my jaw drops a little bit. I look sexy – very much unlike the day version of myself.

         “What are you wearing tonight?” Tia says, slipping into a see-through purple dress and a matching G-string.

         “I actually got something new!” I dig around in my bag and pull out my newest set – it’s a black corset top that I almost spill out of and a high-waisted black satin thong to go with it.

         “You’re gonna make so much money tonight,” Tia says as I slip out of my sweats and cropped tank and into my outfit.

         “Hey bitches! We’ve got a full house tonight!” Gina, the house mom, shouts as she makes her way into the noisy locker room. “Lots of FBI agent’s girls, you know the drill.”

         “Get them drunk and bleed them dry!” We shout back and she chuckles.

         “Think your guy is gonna be here?” Tia asks as I slip into my heels.

         “I don’t know. He doesn’t show up every week,” I say, buckling the left shoe before moving onto the right one. “And he hasn’t even approached me yet so I wouldn’t call him ‘my guy’.”

         “Whatever you say, sugar. I see the way you literally undress him with your eyes every time he’s here.” She says, winking at me.

         “TIA! SHUT UP!” I say, smacking her shoulder before getting up and putting my stuff in my locker, locking it with a red lock when I’m done. We make our way out into the main area of the club after that, and split up, each having our regulars to deal with.

         I just finished giving Edward a lap dance when I see him. “My man,” as Tia likes to call him. He’s leaning against the bar, sipping what looks to be whiskey and our eyes lock. He’s been coming for about four months now but has never gotten close enough for me to say hello. I don’t know if I’d even be able to say hello if I got the chance. To say he’s intimidating is an understatement. The man oozes power just in the way he holds himself. He’s over six-foot, with dark hair and dark eyes to match. Something about him makes the alarms in my head go off, he seems dangerous, someone I shouldn’t mess with, but I feel drawn to him all the same. I’m about to get up the nerve to go and talk to him when a man with a goatee approaches him. Wait, I know him. Derek Morgan. That’s his name. He’s a regular here, and he’s nice and always pays well. He’s definitely a player though. The dark-haired man’s eyes never leave me despite talking to Derek, and Derek takes notice of this, following the man’s line of sight and grinning when he sees me. I’m saved from any interaction when my stage name is called to get ready for my set on the pole. I wait for Tiffany to bag up the money from her set and fling my hair over my shoulder. I look out over the crowd and see several people turning their attention from each other to the stage. I get butterflies in my stomach, just like I did when I auditioned, but I shake them off. I’ve done this too many times to get nervous. I make a show of fixing my shoe (that didn’t need fixing) bending over slowly and fidgeting with it, giving the club a generous view of my backside. Someone hoots and I bite back a grin, trying to maintain my image of a sensual seductress. I slide back up, running my hands over my hips and my chest, then to my hair, under the guise that fixing my hair again was my only intention. A brief glance at the crowd shows that even more people are watching now, and Tiffany’s done, so that’s my cue.

         I stalk onto the stage; people cheer, and I walk right up to the pole waiting for my music to start. “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails, starts playing and I sway my hips to the beat. When the words start, I grab the pole, swinging around with ease, wrapping one of my legs around it. I hear Tia cheer from somewhere in the club and I smile at that. When the chorus starts, I place both my arms on the pole, supporting my upper body as I contort my body to show off my assets. I dismount with ease, the crowd cheering and throwing money as I reset my position on the pole, now walking my way up it. My core burns, but I know I look hot as fuck when I do this if the money being thrown on stage is any indication. When the second chorus starts, I dismount getting on all fours and crawling towards the end of the stage. Several men come up to the end of the stage, all holding money, and I slowly make my way up, arching my back and putting on a show. Thankfully, these men are all respectful, tucking money into the sides of my thong and under the straps of my corset. I blow them a kiss and go into a floor routine. Those years as a competitive dancer really paid off, it seems. It’s getting closer to the end of the song, and I can feel his eyes on me. I easily spot him in the crowd, standing with his friend Derek and watching me with dark eyes. I put my all into the rest of my routine, coy yet lustful. On the last note, I blow him a kiss and the corners of his stern mouth actually quirk up in a smile. I blush at that, and Gina hands me my money bag to collect everything I earned. It’s a lot and takes a couple of minutes. I take my bag back to the locker room and lock it up quickly.

         “BITCH I SAW YOU WINK AT HIM!” I hear Tia shout from behind me, and I chuckle. “Feeling bold tonight, are we? Now all you have to do is actually talk to him.” I groan at that. “Hey, it looks like he’s friends with our very own Derek Morgan, maybe that’s your ticket in?”

         “Could be. If I’m going to talk to him, I need a drink though.”

         “Well, you’re in luck.” Tia rustles around in her back and pulls out two shooters.

         “Bitch, Gina will beat our ass if we have a drink that’s not from the bar!” I whisper, grabbing the shooter from her.

         “Then drink quickly! Drinks here are expensive as fuck!” We crack the caps off and down the shooters quickly. She takes the little bottle from me, shoving them back into her bag. I don’t drink that often, so I always feel it quickly. My body is warm, from the alcohol and the general heat level in the locker room, and I sling my arms around Tia.

         “Love you, girl,” I say, kissing her cheek.

         “Save it for your man! You’re sappy as hell when you drink.” She chuckles, removing my arms from her. “Come on, let’s go make some more money!” I laugh and we head back out into the club.

         I try to approach the man, but every time I try, a customer comes up requesting a dance, or a private room, and I have to oblige them. I mean, it’s literally my job. It’s nearing 2 AM when I finally decide to call it a night. I’m exhausted and I’ve been here since 9 PM. I tip the DJ, and bartender, and then pay the house before slipping back into my sweats and cropped tank, not even bothering to take my work clothes off. I put everything I need into my small red backpack and bid goodnight to Gina and Tia. I wish Alex a good night, and he tells me to be safe. I’m almost to my car when I feel it. Someone’s following me. I’ve got another ten feet, and though the steps behind me sound leisurely, I know better than to assume that. All the hair on my body stands up straight. I have a choice to make – sprint to my car and pray that I make it or take on whoever is behind me and make enough noise to alert someone. I quicken my pace, and the steps behind me quicken as well. I make my decision. I stop abruptly and whirl around, not looking at who is following me before grabbing their shoulder, moving my hips against them, and flipping them over my shoulder and onto the ground. Then I see who it is – the dark-haired man. He looks a little dazed and I feel like shit.

         “Well, hello to you too.” He says, looking up at me.

         “Don’t you know not to sneak up on a woman??? You could’ve said something to me rather than following me like a creep!” I exclaim and extend my hand to him helping pull him up from the pavement.

         “I’m sorry. I didn’t think about that.” He looks embarrassed as if the thought truly didn’t occur to him. Men, they’re unbelievable.

         “Of course, you didn’t,” I mutter. I watch as he rubs the back of his head. “Sorry if I gave you a concussion. Just a precaution.” I say, shrugging.

         “I’m glad to see you’re capable of taking care of yourself.” Cryptic. “Where did you learn how to do that?”

         “Can’t a woman have her secrets?” I say, smiling at him, and he grants me a smile in return. My stomach does a somersault at that. “I’m Y/N, by the way.” I stick my hand out and he shakes it.

         “Aaron. Aaron Hotchner, but my friends mostly call me Hotch.”

         “Your friends, such as Derek Morgan?”

         “I assume you’re familiar.” I grin.

         “He’s quite a regular here. But you? Not so much.”

         “It’s not really my scene.”

         “Then why come in the first place?” I ask, and he says nothing, just looks me over and I blush.

         “I have my reasons.”

         “Oh.” I push my hair behind my ears awkwardly. “Sorry, but I have to go, I have homework that’s due on Monday.”

         “You’re a student?” He asks.

         “Nursing student. It’s my last semester. That’s why I dance here – so far, I haven’t had to take out any loans and I intend to keep it that way.”

         “Makes sense. Well, have a good night. I hope I’ll see you again. And maybe not get flipped onto my back.”

         I wince at that, but he chuckles. “I hope I’ll see you again too. Maybe you can actually come and talk to me instead of just staring.” I wink at him, and his cheeks grow pink.

         “Goodnight, Y/N.”

         “Goodnight…Hotch.” I say, getting into my car. I lock the door, throw my bag in the passenger side seat, and let out a deep breath. Aaron Hotchner. What a pleasure to meet you.

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chapter two

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[candyskiez]

Hello tell me about your OCs and how they work pretty please :)))))))

I'm taking this as an excuse to talk about my newest story because I can. This is very WIP. It will get more developed eventually.

This takes place in a universe with gods that are shit at their jobs.

The Gods took too many magical resources  from one of their planets to create new ones. They have some schemes and plans but in a lot of ways they're just spoiled brats who take too much and go “oh no, I'll just make a new one!” They're assholes. They take too much of…idk smth that stabilizes magic I'm working on it. 

1. Something bad is happening and has been for a long time now. People asked the gods for help. The gods promised them help in the form of a chosen one. So people waited, and ... The chosen one doesn't come. One lady gets sick and tired of it because everyone's fucking dying and noboies doing anything about it, so she decides FUCK this, I'm gonna fix it myself. I think she gets a group of people with her at some point but haven't decided. One of those people is her friend Lola.

2. The thing is this chosen one is a literal child. Like. A literal child. This child has been being yelled at to grow up faster so they can save the world for years now and no progress they make is enough, because they have to be as good as an adult but they *aren't an adult yet.* They're a kid. All this massive pressure on them is taking a severe toll on them. If they fail something, it's "they don't deserve this honor" "people are COUNTING on you" "this is what you give us? After years of nothing?" , and if they get it right, it's "Took you long enough!" "Where were you when we needed you?" Nevermind that they're a *child.* Their name is Laika.

3. I think there's. Idk some powerful magical or spiritual people in charge of preparing them for it, but they're not. Good at their job. Like they're excellent with their magic but none of them were prepared to help a child. Some of them fail Laika out of genuine mistakes and want to help but just...don't know how, others are unfairly bitter at this child who has powers they don't know how to control and is in an environment that's constantly triggering them to spiral.

4. The lady for a long time resented the chosen one and upon finding out Laika is a literal child flips her SHIT. I have no idea how it gets t this point but I do know there's a scene where she's talking to the gods in a fucking rage

Magic goes absolutely haywire and causes like plagues instead of healing magic, warps crops, spells going screwy. Etc. The gods want to focus on more profitable worlds so they focus on more interesting worlds. But Gods are fueled by belief, so they needed to keep the world from losing faith. They half ass making a chosen one and cut so many corners. Because of this they're just a lil kid. And also like. No experience. Some vague ideas but they're just some kid.

CAST:

Lady named after an astronaut: Teacher, snarky but loving. Extremely loving. Saw so many kids screwed over by the system. Treated like dog shit by the parents and the system. Has this insatiable need to fix things. Became a teacher to fix things after learning how shitty Lola's childhood was but couldn't do shit. When the worlds going to hell she gets sick and tired of sitting on her ass and gets up to do something or at least figure it out.

Lola: Astronaut names best friend. Disabled somehow. Was treated like the dumb kid all her life. Either gets pity, condescension, “you can actually do it, you're just too lazy”, accused of stealing resources, or shit like that. Shes expected to be soft and gentle and kind all the time, but eventually gets fed up and drops the persona and just. Shatters. Shes pissed. She's been pissed her whole life. Her arcs gonna be about disabled anger.

Laika: Chosen one. They got issues.

The gods are a metaphor for capitalism. This is a story about the inherent trauma of living under capitalism. I will develop it more...eventually

#candyskiez oc bs

[the-crystal-one]

Big Mouth x Black Reader

(Remember everyone had a big mouth phase...no...just me....fine)

Hello my name is Shalene. “And I’m Connie!” Oh yeah and this is my hormone monstress Connie. Yeah, “I’ve been with Shalene since she was 10, early bloomer, now look at 'er Big Tits, Fat ass and a wet pu-" YOU may not know me but you might know of my little sister Missy.She’s a bit much sometimes but I love her she’s awesome! Anyway I’m dating this guy Judd Birch “Total hottie, he gotta big dick too.”aaaaaand he’s actually really chill but for the past week something has been off. Every time I go over to his house he just takes me up to his room and we never come out. It’s not that I don’t like it the thing is I feel like he’s trying to distance me from his family. "And we ain’t no fuckin secret!” We’ve gotten the past the parent stage so I don’t understand what the problem is. 🎵 You’re either with me or-(Doomed)- Hug me!-🎵 Oh Judd is calling. “Heeeeey Judd~”

He chuckles and clears his throat. “What’s up hot stuff?~” “Ooooh are we gonna do sexy shit on the phone? I have my phone dildo…somewhere.” ‘Connie! Shhhhhhh.’ “Hehe Nothing much I was just laying down what’s with you?~” “Oh not much you wanna come over for dinner?~”

“Judd do you mean like sit at the table or we stay there for two minutes and then go to your room?”

I can feel him roll his eyes through the phone. “Yesh but you got to admit…he does look hot while doing it.” ‘…..Okay yes you do have a point.’

“Yeah babe I mean sit at the shitty table.”

I smile widely. “Well then hell yeah! I’m on my way.”

“Alright then see you later cute ass~” “You can fuck me in mine.”

I chuckle and roll my eyes. “Shut up Judd.~” 

I hang up the phone and get ready to go, putting a slip knot crop top on and some rip jeans. I tell my parents I’m going and get the use protection talk then dip! “Yeah! Protection Shows Weakness!”

———15 minutes later———

I knock on the door and wait for someone to open it. Behind it I can hear people bustling around sort of like they were arguing to get to the door first. 

“The fuck are they doing? *gasp* They’re havin an orgy and they wanted you to come!” ‘Eeeeeeeew Connie that’s gross.’

Finally Judd while the door open and pulls me inside with a kiss. “Woooooo we gon' get down in the livin room!”

“Oh wow Judd real mature.” says while rolling his eyes

Judd let me go and flicks him off hit him causing me to smack his hand. “Hey Nicky, sorry about that."

He blushes and leans against the couch promptly falling, then quickly standing back up. “O-oh yeah it’s cool man-girl-woman.” Connie looks at Nick, “Ya know I think he still has a crush on you.”

I chuckle and shake my head. Judd points a finger in Nick's face. “Hey loser stop being so fucking weird.” I nudge him in the side. “Hey Judd don’t be an ass.”

He scoffs and drags me to the table were his parents are.

“Hello Mr.Birch, Mrs.Birch.” 

“Hey there Shalene, so sweet of you to join us for dinner. and I told you, Call me Elliot!” Mrs. Birch looked at him then back to me. “Hello honey, how are your parents?”

——5 minutes of small talk then dinner—

“Hey Judd can you pass the salad dressing you fucking slut?”

“How about the balsamic bitch?”

Leah snorts and covers her mouth.

I try to keep my food in my mouth while laughing. Connie is rolling around on the floor and cackling like a hyena.

“Nicky can we not slut shame at the table?”

Then Nick goes into this whole thing about how Judd was hooking up with one of the girls who was his friend but he alsoooo likes,Jesse.

I look at Judd then he looks at me almost foaming from the mouth.

“Ya know we when get past this, he’s gonna wanna fuck baby.”‘Oh I’m aware and I’ve come to terms with that’

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

Nick then went to talk about how he likes Jesse and he found  his shirt under Jesse’s pillow.

Judd stands up and grabs my hands.

“Didn’t fuck your friend that’s gross.”

He walks me up to his room and locks the door. I take my shoes off and smile at him. 

“Judd Birch I thought I knew you.” I flop on the bed and lay on my back.

Connie cheers happily and disappears to wherever she goes.

Judd takes his shirt off and hovers over me.

“Oh shut the hell up.”

He kisses me while rubbing his hands up and down my hips. I put my hands on his shoulders and slip my tongue into his mouth. He grunts softly and plays with my waistband, asking for permission. I nod my head and he slides my pants off. 

“Baby,I told you you don’t have to ask.”

Judd looks up at me as he slides my panties off and climbs back on top of me,lightly gripping my neck.

“I know I just have manners, I’m not an animal.”

I giggle and lean up whispering into his ear. “Could’ve fooled me.” Judd growls deeply and kisses me with force. “Babe, you don't know how long I've been waiting for you to come over again~" I giggle and touch his cheek. "You mean since yesterday JuJu?" He attacked my neck, definitely leaving hickies. "A-ah, you're gonna leave a mark~" He began rubbing me through my underwear. "I know, I intend to do that now shut it."

He slips his cold, long fingers into my black boyshorts and starts toying with my clit. My back arches off of his bed and I aimlessly nod my head. "Right there baby~" He kissed me, probably to shut me up. His fingers went from my clit to my soaking wet hole and he pumped them, in and out at an antagonizingly slow pace. "J-juuuudd, please~" He cocked his head to the side like he didn't know what I was talking about. "What's wrong?" "F-faster, I need it~" He nodded his head and the thrust of his fingers became faster. "Yes fuck~!" I grabbed a pillow to put over my face so the rest of the Birch's didn't think I was losing my shit...well I already am but that's not the point. He moved his body lover and started sucking on my clit. My head nodded faster and my hips bucked into his face. "S-so close baby, don't stop~!" Lucky for me Judd was a good listener and gave me exactly what I wanted. "Sh-shit!" My body felt as if it was floating on clouds and fireworks were going off back to back. I slowly came down from this high and ran my fingers through his hair. "G-god I love you so much." I looked down at him and smiled. He kissed my thighs and nodded his head. "I love you too beautiful."

A/N: I...am not sorry at all😭 Wheeeew I'm happy I actually finished this.

#TheCrystalOneWrites

[aimasup]

Hello! I just want to say that I really love your art! Your art style is just so pleasing to look at! I was wondering how you make your posts with physical art look so readable? I can never see any eraser marks or anything, it’s always really easy to look at, and I find that my photos and even some scanning apps on my phone don’t help make my physical art very visible.

do you have any tips for posting physical art, usually sketches?

waaa thanks!!! oh my god thanks

Since you asked, it took me a long while to find my photo style (?), rn what I use is my phone's camera, cropping and filter adjustments, and my laptop

Phone's camera: hold very still and hope it sharpens enough to catch the lines

Cropping and filter adjustments: make it look square, also make it black and white with adjustments to exposure. I use impact filter after adjusting the brightness contrast and sharpness

Laptop: A prop of sorts to make sure the paper gets even lighting. It's tricky because paper physics defy me and if the photo turns out shitty I have to edit it with a digital white pen or start over

You don't have to follow these to a t, personally what I keep in mind is even lighting and steady camera. It doesn't have to be perfect, hope this helped!

#art stuff #my old art advice was awful so this is hopefully better

[genderfluid-strawberry-of-doom]

thinking abt how magnus could have defeated loki with either love and hate but chose love. soo i wrote some fierrochase and it's shitty but whatever tbh. hope you like it <3

It was a normal evening, but when are evenings ever normal? It had been a few months since they had trapped Loki in his walnut, but something had been bothering Magnus.

He was sitting on the grass in his room, flipping through a blank notebook. When he was still alive, he used to write. It was usually poetry that never rhymed, centered on some depressing event or another, but he enjoyed it. It always felt like he was putting a piece of his soul into his writing. It was intimate, and the only person he ever shared it with was his mom.

Maybe he should get back into writing. It did make him feel good. Maybe it would help him get rid of the emotional baggage he felt like he was carrying.

The notebook had fresh white pages. It was one of those cheap ones, the kind you get at a stationary shop, with an inspirational quote on the cover. This one had a brown cover with 'Good Vibes' printed on it. If only it were that easy to have 'good vibes'.

He flipped to a blank page. He picked up the blue gel-pen he had brought with him and fiddled with it for a while, before opening the cap and fixing it on the other end of the pen.

To be honest, he had no idea what to write. These things just came to him when the time was right, but he didn't tell them when to come. He decided to just let his subconscious guide him.

well, i'm dead now. both inside and outside. i've been thinking, what's the difference between love and hate? they both ultimately change the world, don't they?

This was one of the things that had kept Magnus awake. Sure, he had defeated Loki with the love for his friends, but didn't his hate for the god play a part in his defeat? Both love and hate were directed differently for the same purpose, to vanquish a foe, but ultimately, didn't they have the same result?

Somebody knocked on his door, interrupting his thoughts. "Can I come in?" yelled a certain green-haired person's voice.

"Yeah," Magnus yelled back. He put his pen and book down and got up to answer the door.

"Hurry up," whined the voice outside the door. Magnus quickly walked to the door and opened it to reveal the ever-stunning Alex Fierro.

His newly dyed mint-green hair was down, and he wore a neon pink crop top, black ripped leggings, and neon green sneakers, so he gave the impression of a human highlighter. How very fitting. "Hello!" he said cheerfully, as if he hadn't interrupted Magnus's brainstorming.

"Hi." Magnus was sure he looked as tired as he felt. He self-consciously adjusted his own hair, trying to brush it out of his face. Alex took the remaining blond strands and tucked them behind his ear. Magnus could feel a blush spreading on his face.

"What are you doing here?" He tried to keep his voice even.

"What, do I need an excuse to see my boyfriend? Hmm?" The green-haired boy's voice was lined with playfulness. When Alex Fierro got like this, it was best to just go with it. It was always best to go with it when dealing with Alex.

"N-No-" Magnus stammered. "Whatever, Mr. Highlighter."

Alex rolled his eyes and pushed past him, walking into his room. "I'm taking that as a compliment." Magnus hurried after him, trying to stop him from seeing that one open notebook, but he was too late. Alex had eyes sharp as an eagle.

Now, the shapeshifter was looking at Magnus weirdly. It was admirable how quickly Alex could change moods. "Magnus, you of all people should know the difference between loving and hating."

"Alex, leave it alone. I was just trying something." He sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"No." Alex strode back towards him, stopping right in front of his face. "Are you okay?"

"I-" Well, maybe he wasn't. Maybe the last quest had taken more out of him than he had thought. He was tired. It felt like there was a gray cloud above his head. "I don't know."

Alex put his hands on Magnus's shoulders and looked into the blonde's eyes. His mismatched eyes were mesmerizing as always, the amber and brown contrasting with the copper color of his skin, sprinkled with dark freckles.

"Magnus, the difference between love and hate is.." He paused, then touched his forehead to Magnus's. The sensation of skin-on-skin didn't repulse Magnus. Alex smelt sweet and fresh and just a little bit sour. "It's that love heals, and hate just hurts."

Magnus could see it in Alex's eyes that he meant what he said, he meant it with passion. Alex had been through so much at such a young age. Unloved and unwanted, his heart was full of hate, with just a couple of exceptions. Magnus, on the other hand, had been loved his whole life by one central person, until she died.

They had both had different lives, but now, they had something in common. They were both loved, by each other and people around them. They had found family, the only for Alex and another for Magnus.

They stayed like that for a few golden moments, two disillusioned boys, deeply in love and trying their best to heal each other.

Then, Alex straightened up and pulled Magnus to the grass, where the notebook and pen still sat undisturbed. Magnus crouched down and picked up the book, uncapped the pen, and wrote, Alex standing right beside him.

"Thank you."

life is like a tapestry. you can choose to do with it what you wish. you can love, and stitch it closer together, or hate, and let it tear apart with time. oh, and i'm dead now, but i've never felt more alive.

#im bad at writing but idc :) #hope i did this okay enough that the picture is clear lmao #fierrochase #magnus chase #alex fierro #magnus chase and the gods of asgard #mcatgoa #mcga

[popculturebuffet]

Lion King II: Simba's Pride Review (Birthday Review for WeirdKev27)

Hello all you happy people and it's time once again for that annual tradition where I celebrate Kev, my client turned friend and client who comissions much of the reviews you see on this blog, exactly how he likes.. by talking about lions for a while. And after covering the rather abismal interquel 1/2 last year, we're finally onto the sequel this year, Simba's Pride.

Simba's Pride is my first time covering one of Disney's various DTV sequels. And while many a kid can recalled having to suffer through these things , I honestly don't have a ton of experince with them. I saw about 6 as a kid: the aladdin sequels, extremley goofy movie, this one, pocahantas and hunchback. I saw them advertised sure but I was more a toy story kid. I watched and was scarred by that one way more than most other disney films outside of say Aladdin, which I remember watching all the time .That and the aristocats. MOstly for that bitching opening

So i'ts not a suprise the only ones I really remembered were the aladdin sequels.. and extremley goofy movie, which is likely responsible for me loving goofy so much. Yes over the orignal , I just headbanged to the aristocats what makes you think I just magically turned into this one day?

That said.. I was curious to revisit this one when the time came as Lion King II has one of the better reputations among the disney sequels, feeling both SLIGHLTY more necessary. It's well liked to the point that when lion king sequel series LIon Guard happened, Lion King 2 was kept fully canon, to the point season 3 goes out of it's way to explain why the new crop of chracters from lion guard are absent during this film.

So the question is does this film hold up... or is it simply good by comparison to Mulan II: Everyone Woke up On the Wrong Side of the Bed This Morning? Find out with me under the cut.

We're Doin a Sequel: I almost didn't have much of a production section this time, but thankfully wikipedia provides.. in this case an old LA Times article from when the movie was in pre-release. It's not DEEP into production but it least it gives me some insight into how the sausage was made on this one.

The first was this pretty damming line from Buena Vista Home Entertainment's president, which sums up the DTV boom in a nutshell

“We look at the feature animation business as a way to set up the original story,” said Michael Johnson, president of Buena Vista Home Entertainment Worldwide. “Their energies are absorbed completely in new productions. So we have set up a division through the television animation group to do the sequels. . . . That’s not to say this isn’t good enough to go theatrical.”

This.. may be one of the grossest things i've seen disney do. It's not homophobia gross, it's not "making a feature film next to a concentration camp" gross, but it's still horrible to make a division just to make cheap sequels you don't consider anything but money , not only discrediting the work done by the animators on these films, but also admitting your making a shoddy product just to get money from parents who trust your brand. Am I saying this is the first or last time any company, disney included, pulled this kind of shit? No. Not even close. Even GOOD movies have done greasy shit to their animators, see the shoddy conditions on across the spider-verse. But this is still a special kind of wrong and set up a whole industry of wrong in these cheap half assed sequels. If antyhing could remind me WHY we need the writers and actors strikes, this is a big flashing symbol as to why as execs haven't really changed how they treat animation, just the tactics for being shitty to it.

That being said as always it didn't stop the team from trying hard, as Sharon Morill, then vp of DisneyTVA which also ran these things, was determined to break the stigma. It sadly didn't happen, but I can't fault her for trying. And Lion King II did try. It had a four year development cycle, which for animation seems pretty normal, but for one of these films is twice the length. They also changed up some things along the way but we'll get more into that with the film itself. The film released to mostly good reviews, with no one liking it more than the first but still finding it a fine sequel. So what'd I think of it? Let's explore that shall we? A Good Idea at The Time The core of Lion King II isn't terrible. it has some cracks just from the foundation but it's a solid idea for a sequel: We focus now on Kiara, Simba's daughter, played by the star of one of my faviorite franchises and a huge get for the time, Scream star Neve Campbell, who was just coming off scream 2 when this film came out no less. She does a great job once we get to the present with what she has, suprising no one. This honestly wasn't a bad move: unlike most disney sequels the setup for one is there in the finale with Kiara's cornoation, which is where this film picks up before going into her life as a cub, then spending most of the film on her as a young adult. Not only that the film does have the clever idea to play off Simba's trauma: he's overprotective of his daughter and Nala can see it.. and it wears on her more and more with time, with her finding pride rock confining and being annoyed he constantly sends her gay grandpas to go spy on her. You can see both sides: To kiara the pridelands have become a cage her dad's keeping her in but you get that simba still has lingering trauma from both Mufasa's death and his own buffet of near death experinces. Simba is wrong to smother her like this, but you can at least see why he's like this.

This time though there's ANOTHER lead, Kovu, played by disney legend and goof Jason Marsden, which sets a trend: While Cambell is a big flashy name most of the cast are either returning form the first one or are vetran voice actors or tv stars. Nothing wrong with this as the cast with one glaring exception we'll get to all does a fantastic job. The only one not to return is Rowan Atkinson, whose replaced by Fraiser Vetran Edward Hibbert and who does.. fine. He's not as good as rowan, but he's not bad and Zazu isn't in the film enough for it to be a real issue.

Kovu is one of the outcasts, a group of lions who were banished from the pridelands for supporting scar wholeheartdly. I'm a bit torn on the outsiders as the concept: I like the idea Scar had actual supporters, that Simba, given how much scar had done to him, overreacted and banished them all instead of trying to work with them, giving them legit reasons beyond WE EVIL to hate Simba and want him dead. That said.. their also a MASSIVE retcon that makes zero sense in the context of the original film. What lionesses we saw hated Scar and resented him, the pridelands were dying so it's hard to see why anyone would support him, even a small pack , EXCEPT simply being evil, and NONE OF THEM did anything about scar being eaten by the hyenas nor against the rest of the lions, nor tried to start a war when Simba exiled them. The Hyenas are also conspciously absent as , despite Cheech Marin being tapped to return, they were apparently written out.

There's also a massive elephant in the room: See if you look at Kovu you notice he kinda LOOKS like Scar and his mom, the leader of the outcasts and one of the best parts of the film Zira, played by Suzanna Planchette to vllanous resentful perfection, acts more like a vengeful widow. Surely i'm just reading too much into this and Disney didn't SERIOUSLLY consider making a film about incest right?

Yes. I wish to Mufasa up above I was kidding. Granted this info is midly suspect as neither tv tropes nor wikipedia have a link for it.. but givne Kovu looks like scar, how Zira acts about her former leader and lover, and how it seems very weird Scar wouldn't just sire an heir outright and just pick some random baby, i'm feeling it's true and it's laughable they got as far as they did before someone said "Wait isn't this incest' Which yes, yes it is. It makes the romance between the two feel weird as even with the film trying to act like Kovu isn't scar's son just his heir... it still very much comes off like Kovu IS scar's son and no one brings it up becuase lions apparently give a much of a shit about incest as the writers of this flim did.

Zira and Kovu are fascinating though: Zir ais as clever as scar, has a swagger to her and seems just at all times like a snarling engine of vengance. Her husband is dead.. and so his murderer shall burn. She's not deeply complex, but she is incredibly fun to watch and sometimes tha'ts all you need. Kovu meanwhile has a LOT of fascinating layers: he shows up hostile to kira as a cub and it's clear with how the outsiders function that he's been raised as a weapon his whole life: only to fight an dsurvivie with what scraps they have out there. And his transition to adulthood is shattering: Kiara is just herself but older, simply less willing to take her dad's shit after a lifetime of it. Kovu by contrast goes from a fairly sweet innocent kid.. to a revenge engine modled by his mom to infiltrate the lions and kill simba. Marsden gives a truly awesome performance, with just what Kovu has become being clear.. but also that beneath that what he could get from Simba's side of things.. could be better.

The problem is that while the setup is really good, the first third of the film having the two as kids and setting up the situation, and it's enough that I just ignore the massive leaps needed for the outsiders to exist or the fact their basically the hyenas but as lions, the rest of the film... does almost nothing with it. Instead of diving into these two characters and especially Kovu's very complciated crisis of concious.. they just do things in the most most cliche and tired way possible: Kovu finds his new life almost instantly better and plans to tell Kiara asap but can't, his clan gets tired and attacks, Simba blames Kovu and tries to clamp down harder and kiara leaves, theyg o back to stop a war. it's basically west side story or romeo and juliet but speedran so all the actual conflict and emotoin is gone. Kovu dosen't even kill anyone, the death is on Simba for Kovu's brother.

Oh and since we have to talk about him at some point let's talk about Kovu's brother. His brother is Nuka, a shabby lion who thinks he should be heir but proves every second why he shoudln't and why his mom didn't choose him, basically being comedy relief. They then try to give him a tragic death scene which would work.. if it were not for one clear error. one horrible mistake that ruins the character. They cast Andy Dick to play him

Yeah even putting aside his harassment , general creepiness and the fact John Lovitz had FRESHLY punched him in the face for making a crack about Phil Hartman post death (AFTER also enabling Hartman's wife's drug addiction), WHY would , even for the price of a nickle, you cast ANDY DICK for a dramatic death. Even before we knew he was somehow even worse, Andy Dick's whole existance was to be a punching bag. you hire him to annoy your audience and your characters. You CAN have a comedy characters death mean something and be truly gutting, take 24's death in venture bros or even among disney hooty getting turned into a puppet during owl house. But you have to make us care about that character on some level beyond being a joke no one takes seriously first. With Nuka.. he's just a dick who envied his brother and stupidly challenged Simba to a fight. And even as much of a dick as Simba is in this film, more on that in a moment, Simba STILL tried to just bat Nuka away. Simba, despite being ambushed, despite his hatred of the outsiders, despite everything you'd expect.. WENT EASY ON HIM. He didn't want to kill anyone. He only started getting serious when Nuka, somehow, proved to be an actual opponent and didn't even kill him on purpose. The idea of Simba being forced to that is good, but it just dosen't work when the character is nothing and had no personality other than "Pralines and Dick". Fuck em. And most good ideas end up like Kovu or Pralines and Andy Dick. Kiara is mostly wasted, mostly just wanting to bone her cousin and having a fairly sterotpicla disney princess arc, Rafiki is just there to push the main couple together, and Simba .. simba gets done kinda wrong. While the idea of him turning to his worst impulses over trauma is good, the film has so much going on instead he just comes off as a massive prick whose prejduiced, judges Kovu because he , in the context of the film HAPPENS to look like his arch enemy and isn't related to him, and treats his daughter like shit. Brodrick tries but there isn't enough depth given to Simba or anyone for this flim to work. The film just feels half assed...

It dosen't help despite not really giving the story time to breathe.. it also spends a LARGGGGEEE MEATY CHUNK of the storytelling on musical numbers. There's about as many as the original.. but I can barely recall them, with all just feeling like half hearted rehashes of the originals And unlike the original films songs which were all vital to the plot in some way (Circle of Life set the tone and theme of the film, I Just Cant' Wait To Be King fully sets up Simba's character for the first act and has him ditching Zazu, Be Prepared fleshes out Scar and sets up his big plan to kill Mufasa while also revealing at it's start that Scar was working with the Hyenas and by it's end reveals the Hyenas as a real threat, Hakuna Matata handles the time skip and sets up Simba for the third act, and Can You Feel the Love Tonight? has Simba and Nala begin their romance, which is key in getting him to go home. ). In contrast while these numbers COULD commuincate key stuff, they all go on so long they just pad out a film that REALLY didn't need padding, it needed a liver and some kidneys to help it function better.

The one thing the film does really well.. is the animation. Seriously while you can tell this isnj't a theatrical budget.. you can also tell the animators stretched every dime they had to make this LOOK theatrical grade. While some shots i've seen, or some sequels i've seen outright look like they were made cheaply, Lion King II looks damn good and worthy of the original. Despite all the challenges it'd bring the characters still look expressive, colorful with just that hint of real animal movements that made the original's animation so damn good. It may not look as good as the original but for what they had to work with it looks as close as they could possibly get and that's DAMN impressive.

So yeah overall this film isn't great. I wanted to like it I did: It sounded good.. but the final product , even acknowlding the struggles they likely had, is so padded and full of wasted potetial it just makes me sad. It's still probably one of the better Disney Sequels as it both had a reson to exist, good ideas and the animation is again fucking beautiful. But it sadly isn't as much as it could've been. Hopefully when I get to Lion Guard at some point, we'll see what a lion king followup truly could've been. For now.. we can only watch this and see someone almost but not quite make it. Maybe if disney wasn't treating these like disposable money factories this could've actually worked.

#the lion king #the lion king ii: simba's pride #kiara #kovu #simba #zazu #timon and pumbaa #neve campbell #matthew broderick #jason marsden #andy dick

[upagainstthesunset]

What is your favorite Metron design?

Hello! Very kind of you to send a Metron ask to me in my time of need (ie days i wish there was more Metron stuff.. this is most days) :3

Part of me thinks his design is lackluster and kind of weird that its often just one big solid color onesie. Sometimes people draw his outfit with little briefs, some with just a belt, others with no definition on the body aside from the design on the chest. But part of me also thinks its quite funny that he's got kind of a shitty costume. I like that because he would not care in the slightest. When i draw him it's usually without any extra designs on the body. But im fine w whatever in this area.

I prefer the royal blue color over the brighter blue he's sometimes seen in. But both are valid.

At time his hands have fingers sticking out, or the whole hand out. Sometimes its a glove looking thing. I suppose i dont really have a preference? I usually draw whole hand out. His look in Darkseid War and Rise of the New God had a lot of glowy effects including glowing finger tips. That was fun, but not what I'd consider the quintessential Metron look.

Speaking of relatively modern adaptations, there are many i Do Not like and ive made past meta posts about those. But of them is the design for Morrison's work where Metron is all silvery. I believe Morrison described it as "enamel". No. Why would he look like that?

I like the classic Kirby design from New Gods for the chest and the cowl. In Metron's most recent appearance in Batman/Superman Worlds Finest in December, he did not have any piping or designs on the cowl. And worst of all no eyebrow shapes! Incredibly cursed. Only way it could've been more terrible is if his ears were out, so thank god they werent.

As for the actual look of his body and face, i prefer a strong but lean design. The look in Pollack's New Gods run is TOO BIG. And the look in Starlin's Death of the New Gods is too gangly and thin. His face should have hard angles, thin lips, deep set blue eyes (NOT square irises), and he should have a defined nose. I think in my fic i described him as having a face that looks like it was made for frowning.

I know this was probably way more in depth than you were meaning, but to me its the combination of all these different aspects that makes up the definitive Metron design. And ive gotta say, the original did it best.

[ID: Cropped comic image of Metron in the Mobius chair facing the viewer with a stern but fairly neutral look on his face. His hands rest squarely on the chairs arms. The background is a black and white photocopy collage of shapes meant to look like planets. /END]

#kateanswers #metron #new gods #metronmeta #metron if i fits i sits #thank you for sending bc this brightened my day

[samalong1]

Freddy krueger x reader highschool

Tw mentions of fake incest(like in the 2nd episode of Freddy's Nightmares), mentioned bug eating and gore, nsfw, genderless reader, feminine clothes despite gender, highschool trope but both parties are well into adualthood,laugh tracks, shitty Grammer and writing

Reposts,like,and comments are greatly appreciated

Almost any time you slept or napped the fucker would be there

While you considered to be dating him in some fucked up way(he never confirmed but all your love intrest ending up dead and you still being alive) he'd still tease you still pretend to be a freind or family dieing or making out with you and do gross scenarios like having you eat noodles that turn out to be dark bloody worms

The fucker woukd usually end up on the floor cackling infront of you

But after falling asleep on the couch you awoken in your living room. It was all so realistic but you didn't fall asleep in a cheerleader crop top and short skirt with pom poms

You were confused until you see a football fly through your window shattering it you knew Freddy found some weird porn to try out

Soon you saw your darling loving boyfriend climb and fall though the window as a laugh tracked play followed by him jumping back up "hello baby!" He'd tease

You laughed when seeing his outfit it was the same but with a varsity jacket thrown ontop sporting his claw as a logo and Krueger high stitched on the back. Feeding into his own ego

Your stitching was a bit different simply Freddy's bitch cheerleading squad "classy" was all that rang through your head

"What suprised I'd come to see you!" He said all dramatic putting his claws against his chest acting hurt as a laugh track plays

"Not dressed like a jock" was all you could muster holding your gut trying not to laugh as be only seemed to look more shocked even gasping as he layed on the couch

"I'm hurt whats so wrong with getting some night loving for good luck" he said throwing a pillow at you laughing. Great he was fully into the bit

"Well I'd have to believe he'd actually have a chance to win" you teased hovering over him to pull at his varsity jacket

All you could see for a split moment before being pulled into a make-out was his shit eating grin before he grabbed you

It was clear he won cause once again you were under him making lewd noises as he ran his claws through your hair while he pinched your ass to get you to yelp in pain once again for his amusement like a asshole

Though he didn't tear up your cheerleader uniform so you got to keep it and you managed to put his hat on during the love making

#freddy krueger #yandere freddy krueger #freddy krueger x reader #freddy krueger x y/n #nightmare on elm street #a nightmare on elm street #freddy krueger is a manwhore xoxooxoxo