#i really wanted to use that gif at least once in this verse

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@jeoseungsaja​​ sent in:

Hello I mentioned I was going to send more unprompted asks aND I'LL BE SENDING ANOTHER ONE RIGHT HERE WUIEHDIHD (I hope this is okay but pls feel free to ignore if it's not fitting or something of the sort!):

A thud resonates through; the sound of files harshly cascading down wooden desk, a desk which had to suffer the consequences of Hyuk's despair just a few days ago, when tears stained his face and hand slammed surface until becoming red with numbing ache.

You wouldn't guess he had a breakdown days prior just by staring at his stoic countenance, at those features that fight to stay composed and dry as he slides the files toward the end of the desk; toward the Black Knight.

So many words about their last meeting still unnerve him. It's like he knows, and how? Pigeon carrier. Solving a puzzle. Maybe he's overthinking this time around, unconsciously finding Patrick everywhere (no matter where he goes, a lot of things remind him of his best friend).

Speaking of unnerving, he also remembers the quiet wincing. And he remembers getting hit by a wave of worry. Why should he worry? Why should he care? His jaw clenches. He swore to himself he wouldn't care for anyone else.

"The files you wanted." He sourly addresses; files a little frayed and decayed due to the hands of time. There are new pages too; freshly printed ones that Jae-Hwan added inside. They were the one who got these files for Hyuk; the files of the disappearance of Shin Seonghun and Shin Chaeryeong. It didn't need a lot of budging...as much as he dislikes to admit it, Jae-Hwan is always willing to help (he had to hide the fact that the Black Knight requested them, otherwise, he's sure, they would've insisted on handing them themselves).

However, before the vigilante can take them, a palm grabs them and takes them back to the detective. "Why are these important?" Eyes narrow. "Why do you need these?" The Black Knight didn't expect Hyuk to give in so easily, did he? || a tale from long ago ( ft. unprompted )

If the Black Knight FLINCHES, he only hopes that the detective doesn’t notice. Loud noises- he’s learned anything from the course of five years and counting, nothing good ever comes out of sudden noises. Or surprises in general. But he can’t be that obvious, can he?

So perhaps as the mild literature professor, they know him to be jumpy, nervous despite a mellow demeanor. But the Black Knight isn’t any of that. Decisive, calm, and meticulous, they consider him. A far cry from the Shin Myungdae, the literature professor. They wouldn’t think to connect the two.

( Little do they realize, even a worm will turn. But between the Black Knight and Shin Myungdae, who is Patrick supposed to be? He certainly doesn’t feel like himself in either part. He wonders if Hyuk would know the answer. )

He glances at the leg of the desk. There are new skid marks on the floor, making a lattice with the older ones from their reunion first meeting. Behind the tall neck of his coat, Patrick frowns, watching his dear friend closely. Something happened in the last few days. His expression is even more sour and pinched than usual like he’s trying to cover up whatever is threatening to spill out. Did ANACHRON or even ARGOS do something? Did he receive bad news? The questions keep popping up like bubbles in simmering water and- Patrick bites the inside of his cheek.

That’s right, he’s not supposed to care. Slipping into the seat across, he grips the hilt of his sword tighter, not trusting himself to speak even when the files get slid across towards him.

He glances at the top. Just as he suspected; the sound made might have resounded throughout the room ( although that might also just be because the walls aren’t soundproof- Hyuk really didn’t pay much for this place, did he? ), but the files look more on the…thinner side. After all, their kidnapping was conducted by professionals- experts in the field who made sure the trail of evidence DISAPPEARED sooner rather than later. Or perhaps the police didn’t bother to look much into the case, considering that there wasn’t any family advocating for a search party. Just a seven-year-old boy and his younger sibling shoved into the foster care system.

Either way, it doesn’t surprise him that the police wouldn’t have many paper files on an unsolved case from thirty years ago. There wasn’t much to glean off of the digital records anyways. Still, he takes note of the newer sheets of paper sticking out between the yellowed pages. So there might be something NEW to gain from this after all.

Still. He waits, watching the files. There’s no way it would be this easy to get this information, especially not from Hyuk-

And right Patrick is. The files are snatched back before Patrick can even skim the top folder. Typical of Hyuk. Impatient for an answer. Even more impatient to wait for one.

The Black Knight scoffs, legs crossing as he leans back. It feels unnatural, how he wants to take back that scoff, the cocky attitude. He shouldn’t be telling his dear friend this. He shouldn’t be seeing him, let alone going ahead with this partnership. The less Hyuk knows, the better; actually, it would probably be even safer if the Black Knight let Hyuk stay STUCK behind that wall.

“And you said you knew everything there was to know about him. But I suppose even the closest of friends keep secrets from one another, no?” In other words, you didn’t know him nearly as well as you thought you did. “If you exclude the fact they were both kidnapped by ANACHRON or the fact one was a researcher in the field of time travel, they’re no one special. Of course, there wouldn’t be much effort put into finding them at the time. They didn’t have much family who cared.”

The Black Knight shakes his head. “Well, save for their children, but I highly doubt the police would listen to a seven-year-old’s pleading. Let alone a four-year-old. One disappeared off the map a year later. And other, well, he was lucky for the time being- another family took him in and gave him a new name.” Patrick peers up at his dear friend. The moonlight is rising, tonight. A pair of dark brown eyes watch Hyuk, carefully. He’ll have to find a way to steal those folders out of his dear friend‘s hands soon.

“I think you would know THAT ONE’S NAME, better than anyone else.”

#jeoseungsaja #jeoseungsaja ( ft. lee hyuk ) #i having made you “a liar” would turn your lies into truths ( ft. patrick & hyuk || black knight verse ) #( verse: a knight is never without their sword. ) #patrick....c'mon give him a break #YOU DIDN'T KNOW THIS FOR THE LONGEST TIME EITHER :'D #also not patrick hoping hyuk didn't pick up on the flinching....why do i have feeling hyuk most definitely did.... #unless you hc that he didn't tho of course! #but aside from the usual pain ( not me SOBBIN' OVER THE LAST ONE HOW HYUK IS TRYING TO KEEP IT TOGETHER FROM HIS RECENT BREAKDOWN #😭😭😭 ) #pls have the black knight ( patrick ) being a smug piece of shit jskdflsjdlfkj #even if he low key hates it #i really wanted to use that gif at least once in this verse #so.....thanks for giving the opportunity alex JKFLSJDFLKJ :'D #also pls insert *fight for those folders bc i can't imagine hyuk giving up those folders after he realizes a part of patrick's past is #in those files....* unless you think otherwise correct me if i'm reading hyuk wrong here!! #but alex I HOPE?? THIS WORKS?? THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN!! #absolutely had a wonderful time writing this out even if detective sourface is having a bad time(tm) 😭 #THANKS AGAIN FOR HYURICK AND ALL OUR WONDERFUL DYNAMICS #care u lots and have a wonderful day alex!! and if i should change anything lmk!! <3 #under the same sky ( queue. ) #that would truly be wonderful ( answered. ) #( answered: patrick. )

[theyluvkarolina]

hi hi!!

i just read your lando angst fic. so good ahhhhhh😩🤌🏻

um.. and if your requests are open… could i request a max verstappen x manager! reader where she is real madrid’s or mancity’s social media manager or something and she’s sorta famous herself and has a really good relationship w her team. and max goes to one of the games and meets her and all the guys are teasing her (like how brothers tease their sister over things haha) and they get together after a while ?

sorry if that was so specific😅 love your works!! and i understand if you don’t want to do it!! have a lovely day <3

𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒

· . ୨୧⭒๋࣭ ⭑ ` ` you break her heart, i’ll cut your dick off. ` ` ⊹ ‧₊˚

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ୨୧ Meeting a f1 driver at your job wasn’t on the bucket list. However, crushing and getting teased by your new team members as if you were their little sister makes this much more worse interesting.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ୨୧ max verstappen x fem!reader

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 ୨୧ none!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ୨୧ GOOGLE TRANSLATED SPANISH!! I’M NOT AT ALL A SPANISH SPEAKER PLEASE BEAR WITH ME!, Y/n is a major fangirl for Max 😭, i made y/n a bit more… sassy? sex jokes again

𝐀/𝐍 ୨୧ i’d like to apologize for how long this took and that i definitely could have done this request better than this considering how happy I was to do this but my writers block has been out of control lately :( as for the teasing, i went the more “over-protective brothers” route. I hope that’s okay with you!

𝐀/𝐍 2 ୨୧ … safe to say i did NOT plan for this to be finished and come out on the one race max got a dnf 😭😭

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realmadrid ✔︎

realmadrid ¡Al Real Madrid FC le gustaría anunciar a nuestra nueva gerente de redes sociales, la Sra. Y/N L/N! Nos gustaría felicitarla por esta increíble oportunidad y por su dedicación no solo al Real Madrid, sino también al equipo. ¡Bienvenido Y/N!

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Real Madrid FC would like to announce our new Social Media manager, Ms. Y/N L/N! We would like to congratulate her on this amazing opportunity and her dedication to not only Real Madrid, but to the team. Welcome Y/N!

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fabriziorom ✔︎ Who’s gonna win 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞? 🏆

𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐒 ⤵️✨

Atlético or BVB 🆚 Barcelona or Paris Saint-Germain.

Real Madrid or Manchester City 🆚 Arsenal or Bayern.

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username1 Real hardest matchup again

username2 Let's all laugh at vardrid we're going to see 5-1 aggregate again 😂

→ username3 bro thinks barça has been doing shit for the past 5 years 💀 → username4 at least we don’t rely on VAR → username5 at least we have 14 champion league wins

username6 Real Madrid revenge arc coming soon.....

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ WTF

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ guys i can’t do this

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i’m stressing

username6 someone check on Y/N rn

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ me because we are versing Man City in Champions League.

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judebellingham ✔︎ what is that photo of me.

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ art.

username7 DON’T REMIND ME

username8 girl aren't you supposed to believe in your team?? 💀

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ even it's okay to admit defeat once in a while. → judebellingham ✔︎ BE CONFIDENT BLOODY HELL 😭 → y/n_l/nmadrid IT’S DIFFERENT WHEN YOU'RE THE ONE WATCHING 😞😞

tonirudiger ✔︎ BELIEVE IN US 💪 💪 🔥

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i wish I had your positivity toni 🥹 → tonirudiger ✔︎ don’t worry y/n! we will win! 💪 💪 🔥 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i think you can stop with the emojis → tonirudiger ✔︎ 👍

y/n_l/nmadrid

y/n_l/nmadrid you guys are in a crisis…. i’m on my way.

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camavinga ✔︎ jude has been influencing you too much.

→ judebellingham ✔︎ and? supernanny is a good show. → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ someone is jelly they haven’t seen peak british tv. → judebellingham ✔︎ it’s telly you fake 🙄

vinijr ✔︎ those headphones look familiar 🤔 🤔

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ shhhhh

username9 what even is the “crisis”???

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ man city. → rodrygo ✔︎ stop this rn.

y/n_l/nmadrid has posted a story 1 hour ago!

realmadrid ✔︎

realmadrid up up and away! ✈️ Onto Manchester 👊

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username10 i still forget it’s y/n making these posts for the team 😭😭

username11 i love how she does a whole 360 with the actual team insta posts than her own 💀

username12 WE DEMAND MORE LUKA POSTS!!

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ I WOULD BUT THE OLD MAN IS GETTING ANNOYED BY IT → judebellingham ✔︎ yeah because you have an entire album dedicated to him and then cry when you think about him retiring??? → username13 EXCUSE ME??? → username14 y/n crying because of modrić being close to retiring 🥹🥹 → username15 WHY ARE WE IGNORING THE FACT SHE HAS AN ALBUM DEDICATED TO HIM??? →username16 because who wouldn’t cry about him retiring → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ @ username16 is right → judebellingham ✔︎ @ username16 i second that → rodrygo ✔︎ @ username16 make that 3. → camavinga ✔︎ @ usernme16 4. → fedevalverde ✔︎ @ username16 5 😅 → lukamodric10 ✔︎ I’m retiring not dying 😓

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realmadrid ✔︎ Miss Y/N hard at work! What do you think she is writing? 🤔 ✍️

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username17 how to win against Man City

username18 how to not piss herself watching the game.

ardaguler ✔︎ she works?! 😧 😧

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ you get playing time?! → username19 SHOTS FIRED 😭 → ardaguler ✔︎ :( → username20 WHAT DID HE DO TO YOU 😭😭 → judebellingham ✔︎ be nice to the baby he hasn’t been here that long to know your harmless 😞 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ @ judebellingham don’t say that as if you haven’t been here for less than a year either. → judebellingham ✔︎ this is what you sound like: wah wah wah

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ congrats to my favorite boys!! onto the quaters! 🫶🫶

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username21 she’s actually so unserious 😭

pablogavi imgagine not believing in your own team

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ imagine being on a team that lost 7-2 in the champions league against bayern munich → pablogavi you won’t let barca live this down will you? → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ nope. 🫶

judebellingham now you believe in us??? 😒 😒

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ shush. be happy i even posted about you guys.

tonirudiger ✔︎ working hard! 💪 🔥

lukamodric10 great teamwork! 👏

toni.kr8s what a game 😮

username22 toni and luka are such parents 💀

y/n_l/nmadrid has posted a story 1 hour ago!

judebellingham replied to your story!

judebellingham Y/N YOU ARSE LOOK AT THE GROUP CHAT PLEASE y/n_l/nmadrid … y/n_l/nmadrid should I be scared? Read at 5:32 PM y/n_l/nmadrid wowww okay i see how it is

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f1 ✔︎ Max wins it in Silverstone! 🦁 An outstanding performance once again by the Dutchman! 👏

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username22 another day, another gp max ate.

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ NO WAY THIS IS THE MAN THAT KEPT ME COMPANY WHEN I WAS LOST

→ username23 no way homegirl didn’t recognize THE max vertsappen 💀💀 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ damn i’m sorry my entire sports knowledge is the one i work for 😞

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ lowkey… he kinda fine 🤭

→ judebellingham ✔︎ bloody hell → camavinga ✔︎ we need an intervention for her rn → fedevalverde ✔︎ euthanize her. → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ FEDE??? → usernme24 y/n gets the appeal → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ when you do work with men in sports your forced to see apeal.

username25 DU DU DU DU 🔥 🗣️🔥 🦁 MAX VERSTAPPEN 🏎️🔥 🗣️

maxverstappen1 ✔︎

maxverstappen1 game of padel before race day!

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username25 f1 is just a jobby for him at this point 😭

username26 the goats and some guy named lando

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ is he single

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ that’s a handsome man right there 🥴

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ he can paddle me anyday 😊😊

→ username27 MA’AM ??? → username28 the Real Madrid boys are NOT gonna be happy → judebellingham ✔︎ WHAT IS THIS??? → rodrygo ✔︎ i wish i can bleach my eyes out rn. → camavinga ✔︎ tell luka to giver her meds now. → tonirudiger ✔︎ already messaged him! 🔥 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ CAN I THIRST IN PEACE???

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ fun trip to manchester and london!

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judebellingham ✔︎ we should have left you at the flower shop

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ but then who will make you guys do silly dances that the fans demand 😞

lukamodric10 ✔︎ moja kći ❤️

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ lukita 🥹 → username29 the day luka leaves is the day i die.

maxverstappen1 ✔︎ very pretty lady 🙃

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ 🤭 🤭

maxverstappen1 ✔︎ is she single by chance 🤔

→ brahim ✔︎ woah woah woah → aurelientchm ✔︎ what do you think you are doing? → vinijr ✔︎ back up dutchie → judebellingham ✔︎ away from our girl → tonirudiger ✔︎ no she’s not actually ! → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ yes i am very much single 😚 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ don’t listen to them!

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maxverstappen1 ✔︎ ; Date #1

maxverstappen1 ✔︎ karting and fifa is my kind of date 🏎️ 🎮

tagged ; y/n_l/nmadrid

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y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ ofc you use Barcelona 🙄 🙄

→ maxverstappen1 ✔︎ is it bad to support my favorite team? 😅 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ if you wanna be with me then it is 🤨 → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ noted.

toni.kr8s ✔︎ is this why you took the day off??

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ …noooo… → rodrygo ✔︎ she’s lying lock her up in the locker room. → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ no thank you i don’t need to smell you stinkers → camavinga ✔︎ okay we don’t smell THAT bad after a game. → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ 😬 about that..

username30 HELLO???

username31 the sports collab we didn’t know we needed

username32 this was NOT on my 2024 calendar…

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ Date #2

y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ busy trying to make a new Madridista 🤍

tagged ; maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 ✔︎ you’d look good in blue and red 🥴

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i was going to agree until i realized what you were doing. → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ i don’t know what you are talking about.

username33 they are lowkey so cute

judebellingham ✔︎ why are you collaborating with the enemy.

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ he literally drives fast cars and is not a barca player?? → ardaguler ✔︎ that’s what he wants you to think 🤫

pablogavi ✔︎ why convert him if you can join him? 😉

→ vinijr ✔︎ get out of OUR pr managers comments. → pablogavi ✔︎ make me → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i’m literally gonna block both of you if you don’t stop acting like kids. AND THAT’S COMING FROM ME → vinijr ✔︎ …yes ma’am. → pablogavi ✔︎ 😶

rodrygo ✔︎ stop acting like a couple in the stands. it makes me wanna puke.

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL WITH YOU AND YOUR GIRLFRIEND.

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maxverstappen1 ✔︎ Date #3

maxverstappen1 my good luck charm 💙

tagged ; y/n_l/nmadrid

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y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ stooopppp you’re making me blush 🫣

→ maxverstappen1 ✔︎ liefje 🫶 → vinijr ✔︎ ew 🤢 → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ sounds like someone is sad and single. → landonorris what’s wrong with being sad and single 😞

redbullracing ✔︎ wonderful job out there 👊 🔥

→ ferrari ✔︎ hey @ redbullracing ! please stop winning so some of us have a chance! 😊 → realmadrid ✔︎ no thanks @ ferrari! we like that the newest golden boy of the family i winning :) → judebellingham ✔︎ oh! → ardaguler ✔︎ :( → lukamodric10 ✔︎ since when was there a new golden boy?!

username33 DU DU DU DU 🔥 🗣️🔥 🦁 MAX VERSTAPPEN 🏎️🔥 🗣️

username34 it’s them against the world

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f1 Max Verstappen and his #1 Fan! 👫❤️

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landonorris ✔︎ okay maybe i am sad and single

→ ameliadimz ✔︎ ??? i’m right here 🙄 → landonorris ✔︎ your right my bad 🫶

judebellingham ✔︎ …fine i’ll let this relationship slide.

→ maxverstappen1 ✔︎ am i bellingham approved?? 😮 → judebellingham ✔︎ don’t get your hopes up mate. i’m doing it for her not you 😑 → y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ jude 🥹🥹

lukamodric10 ✔︎ ti razbiti ona srce, odrezat ću ti kurac.

→ y/n_l/nmadrid ✔︎ i’m

→ maxverstappen1 ✔︎ yes sir.

→ username35 ✔︎ HELLO???

→ username35 ✔︎ LUKA??

→ rodrygo ✔︎ i don’t know much croatian but i know that is not good.

TRANSLATIONS

cro: ti razbiti ona srce, odrezat ću ti kurac.

eng: you break her heart, i’ll cut your dick off.

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EARTH42! MILES BF HCS

꒰ ♡ ꒱- x black fem!reader

earth42!miles who loves you and cares for you so much other then his mom and uncle. he’s the best bf you can ask for as much as he looks so nonchalant and cold from the outside, he’s the most sweetest and romantic person on the inside.

earth42!miles swings by your house when he hasn’t seen you in at least a few hours to a few days or a week. he apologizes when he realizes that you’ve been neglected for a while and spends his time with you as much as he can before he heads back to deal with the world he and you both live in

one thing about earth42!miles is that he never forgets a date or special occasion. he can be busy, yes but he will never forget your birthday, anniversary or any other occasion. one time, it was your birthday, he had sent you money to go buy yourself whatever you wanted and when you were done, you came home with bags on your wrists, hair and nails done, and a cute outfit you had worn to go out. you had almost dropped your bags when you seen your bf standing in the middle of your room, with a bouquet of pink and purple flowers, gifts upon gifts on your bed with plushies and other cute stuff he would always see you stare at when you two would be out together as well as snacks that you assume you both will use in a bit to cuddle and watch movies. you put your bags down, frowning when feeling yourself tear up. he smiles at you softly putting the flowers down and widening his arms for you to walk into his chest, holding him tightly.

“happy birthday, ma”

you smile and feel his fingers tilt your head up to passionately lock lips, holding each other close as the atmosphere is perfectly set. the sky was orange and yellow with spots of red and purple even as the brightest star known as the sun sets down, it cracks through the curtains and widely shows from the balcony that was open from miles coming through that way inside your room. he slowly unlocks his lips from yours with his eyes still closed, the kiss lingering on his lips still. he pecks your lips once more before cupping your face and watching you stare at him softly.

“i love you”

you tear up at how soft you feel right now it’s unexplainable. he notices the tears building up in your eyes and chuckles, rubbing his thumbs across your cheeks and under eye.

“my crybaby”

you scoff and roll your eyes playfully, placing your palms flat on his chest.

“i love you more baby..thank you for this, like really- i can’t even speak i’m just so happy” you smile and look at everything he’s got you.

“anything just to see you smile mami”

then for the rest of the evening, you both looked over the stuff he’s got then watched a bunch of movies you both enjoyed and ended the night in each others arms. you asleep with a small smile on your lips too with miles holding you close to him. your body was practically on him, one leg wrapped around his waist with your arms hugging his torso and head to his chest. he rubs the soft skin of your thigh as well as your arm as he stares at you just thinking about how happy he was to have someone like you with him in a world this hectic and a spider-verse so chaotic. he even thinks about marrying you one day but he knows he’ll have to wait till that day comes. his life was still crazy and will do anything to keep you out of it..well..he tried to but you found out anyway and ever since then he told you about anything that was bothering him or stressing him out as much as he didn’t want to put his burdens and issues on you but it felt extremely nice to have someone listen to him without judging him in any way and that’s one of many hundred reasons he’s so in love with you

earth42!miles who will take you out on dates that isn’t extravagant but simple and perfect for the both of you. picnic, park, and beach dates are something you hold near and dear to your heart. any date you go on with your boyfriend is always something to remember. as much as he doesn’t look like the type to take you out on dates, he doesn’t mind it at all. you both could be strolling through the park late at night, his arm around your shoulder as you talk about your day at school and work right after. he listens to everything you say and just loves it when you ramble, as much as he won’t confess that he does. you both can also be at the park, pushing you high on the swing and hearing you yelp, laugh and giggle. it’s his favourite thing in the world..but again…not like he’s gonna admit it to you but you see his small smile so he’s not that slick.

earth42!miles who will allow you to touch and braid his hair other then his mom. he sits on the floor with your legs on either side of him and your hands just work on his hair, taking out his braids.

“damn- baby my head is tender as it is” he groans and rubs the tender spot on his head

“oh, i’m sorry miles, i’ll be more gentle…and that means you need to oil your hair more boy” you scold him lightly, shaking your head when you hear him chuckle

“yes ma’am”

you help him wash, condition, shampoo his hair and when everything all done, you put his hair right back into his lovely braids and thanks you with a lingering kiss to the corner of your lips

“thank you ma”

all earth42!miles loves doing is spoiling you. you barley ask- let me rephrase, you don’t ask for him to take you shopping because he will just gladly take you on a random day out of the week at anytime. you always ask for his opinion because he does have good taste. he does enjoy moments like these with you and people would think he’s bored walking around the store with his girlfriend but really and truly, he loves going out with you and once again, he won’t admit it to you at all!!

lastly, earth42!miles loves you from the spider-verse and back. ever since he got with you, it’s made him happier then he was before. way before he met you, he was dealing with so much issues, responsibilities and burdens that was hard to take..but you’ve made it all better and made him hopeful for everyday to come with you by his side, showing how much he loves you everyday he sees your pretty self.

what can i say

earth42!miles is a nonchalant sucker in love

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ocean eyes: chapter four ✩ jake sully

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chapter four in collaboration with @tarrynightss <3

summary: widow!jake sully x female!reader, 10 year age-gap. jake is lowkey sunshine <3 reader is grumpy! arranged marriage/marriage of convenience, smut, p in v, oral - fem receiving + wc - 5,646

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Your weeks consisted of avoiding Ronal and Tonowari, training Jake for hours, and then slipping away to your favorite cove for the rest of the night. You had even begun to join Jake’s family on a few dinners, wanting to avoid your sister as best you could. But it had only been a few times, still feeling awkward around his children, and your distaste for the situation had not simmered.

You had even begun to gather your own fruits and scout your own fish, just to avoid being in your home. It had been weeks but Ronal’s words were still seared into your skin, selfish, selfish, selfish.

If only she knew how hard it had been for you once she left. Your mother always said she did not have favorites, although everyone knew that was not true. It had always been Ronal. In your mother’s eyes your sister held the moon, she was born to lead the people. And she was right, your sister was fierce, strong willed and bound by duty.

As a child you were the same, though you had a knack for trouble, something that did not sit well with her.

It had been a few years since Ronal had left, mated with Tonowari and you slipped away from her priorities. She was barely able to find time for you, which hurt more so than your mother not having time for you. You were not used to it.

So you decided being invisible would work best for you, putting in everything you had into becoming a warrior for the clan.

Younger than most, but twice as dedicated. You took every free moment you had to train, sharpen your skill. But still, the attention from your sister never came. She only ever really acknowledged your efforts until the day of your celebration. You were the smallest of the class, and in Ronal’s eyes it was silly. How even at the age of thirteen you were so sure of yourself.

But Ronal disappeared again, at least that was how you saw it. For those two years between completing your Iknimaya and your Mother’s death you have very little memories with your sister.

What you do remember is the feeling of accomplishing something new, and looking around only to find you were completely alone.

That feeling was embedded into every crevice of your body, similar to the one you felt at the age of eighteen. Foolish and naive, thinking you were in love. Expecting that by sharing intimate moments with one of the Na’vi warriors would keep him bound to you.

That was why you refused to share your life with anyone else. You had been alone for so long, why start now?

You were ripped away from your thoughts as a grunt of frustration left Jake’s mouth. Your ears twitched at the sound, snapping your head to look at him. “Stupid fish.”

Your lips twitched at his frustration, trying not to laugh. “Position yourself, want to see if you are doing it correctly.”

“Why can I not just use a bow? I am well versed with that weapon.”

Your eyes rolled at him, “The current is too rough, it will snap your arrow in half. Now learn to use the spear.”

Jake grunted, his muscles achy and stiff as he lifted his arms again. Your hand slapped on the underside of his arm, the sting furthering his irritation. “Don’t do that.”

“You are weak!”

His heated gaze flickered to your face, the intensity of it halting a bit as he noticed the glossy look in your eyes, “You enjoy pushing my buttons.”

Your eyes rolled, “Believe it or not, I do not enjoy anything when it comes to you.”

He scoffed, dropping his arm down and it caused you to hiss at him, “Up! We are not done.”

“Do you know how to shoot an arrow?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“Answer my question.”

Your face scrunched up in annoyance, “Get a catch and then I will answer you.”

Out of pure annoyance, Jake did what you asked. Drawing his hand back and focusing his gaze in the water, when he saw a fish, a large one too, his spear sunk in, missing the catch.

You laughed at him, shaking your head as you pulled the weapon from his hands, “Skxawng.”

“Clearly I am not going to catch anything today, so answer my question. Do you know how to shoot an arrow?”

Your lips pursed as you walked away from him, you purposely threw your hair behind your shoulder and splashing Jake’s face in the process. “I have no need to use a bow, so no. I do not know how to use one.”

Jake felt his tail thump in the water, excitement bubbling in his chest, “Let me teach you then.”

You scoffed, shaking your head as you continued to walk towards the beach, “There is nothing I have to learn from you.”

Another jab, one of the few that actually bothered Jake. Those had become more frequent, and the fine line between the excitement he had and the irritation they caused were beginning to blur together. His fingers wrapped around your forearm, the unexpected movement caused your body to jolt roughly against his. You gasped quietly, “Let go of me!”

“Are you scared you’ll fail?”

Your motions stilled, no longer pulling away from him but trying to fight the need to whack him with your tail, “No-I just do not wish to spend any more time with you than absolutely necessary.”

Jake’s fingers let go of you, he knew just how to push your buttons too. “Fine. Truth be told, I know you’d fail. Better not waste our time.”

Your heart was hammering in your chest, his words bothering you beyond belief, “Fine then. Teach me.”

Jake had moved from you, circling in front of you, a look of utter satisfaction on his features and you wanted to stomp down on his foot, “Don’t think I will. Like you said, why waste more time than necessary with each other.”

He was walking away from you, the stupid look still on his face. The Toruk Makto, doubting in your skill stung more than you’d care to admit, your finger wrapped around his wrist, halting his movement, “No-I want to learn.”

You actually wanted to prove him wrong, but who cared. You caved, and that was all Jake cared about. “Follow me then.”

He turned away, trying to hide the satisfaction that began to consume his chest but his tail betrayed him, swaying lazily in the water as he walked out. You grunted quietly, following behind him as he made his way towards his marui. You were growing impatient with how leisurely his actions were, “I do not have all day.”

Jake paused briefly, ears twitching in irritation as he noticed the bite in your voice. His fingers balled into a tight fist before he took a deep breath, quickening his steps despite not wanting you to know that you did get under his skin in a way he couldn't explain. But along with that annoyingly irritating way your voice always seemed to disgruntle him, he enjoyed it all the same. Because he knew he got under your skin as well, you were just unwilling to admit it. Unwilling to bite at the hook he sent you, but it would happen, he was sure of it.

He picked up his bow and arrow, your foot tapping as your arms crossed over your chest was making Jake anxious. He was trying to still the pounding of his chest, feeling unnerved by the way you seemed to find fault in everything he did.

Nerves bubbling so much so his fingers fumbled and the arrows fell from his fingers, “Eywa, you want to teach me how to shoot a bow and arrow and you’re fumbling like a child.”

Another jab that irritated deep in his soul, that thin line completely blending together and now he was just annoyed with you. Annoyed with every sly comment that fell from your mouth. He huffed in anger, roughly yanking the arrows back into his arms. And you noticed the change in his demeanor, mouth flattening into a straight line as his angry gaze fixated on you.

Nerves bubbled in your chest, along with an excitement that you had not felt in a long time, it settled in your lower stomach. Your tail swished behind you gently, raising your brows in challenge, practically asking him to bite back. He just shook his head, sighing quietly as he moved past you, walking towards the forest. You were following behind him closely, your steps quickening and you just felt his frustration with you.

You were hoping he’d finally snap, run to Ronal and Tonowari and beg to pick someone else for him. The thought caused a bitter taste in your mouth, but you would never admit that. You would never willingly open your heart to someone else, especially someone who had already loved someone. Loved them enough to spend years with, have children with, you were not able to do it.

When did things in your life become so difficult? So complicated to the point where all you wish for was to be left alone? You weren’t sure, but it was lonely. And although uncommon within your people, you did find Na’vi to quelch the bitterness that had consumed your heart.

You were so deep in thought you had not noticed Jake stopped walking, stumbling roughly into him. Your face squished against his back, your nose throbbing from the pain. You hissed out, instantly pushing yourself off of him as your face warmed up in both embarrassment and pain. Jake snickered quietly, “You need to pay attention.”

“You are so infuriating!”

Jake laughed, ears pinning back in amusement as he looked over his shoulder to look at you. Smiling harder as he saw your face pinched up in anger. He fully turned to you, thrusting the bow and arrows into your hand, your eyes narrowed in on him in annoyance.

He did not spare you a second glance, walking deeper into the forest until he was a few trees away from you. He removed the knife from its sheath, carving deeply into the tree a large ‘X’. He pointed to it before telling you, “This will be your target.”

“Really? I could not tell.”

Jake’s features glossed over once more with anger, his ears pinned back roughly against his head as he made quick steps to get back to you. “Let’s see it then.”

“I do not know the first thing about shooting an arrow, how do you expect me to know how to hold it properly?”

Jake roughly pulled on you, a quiet yelp fell from your mouth as your back crashed against his chest. His whole body caging yours in as he placed your arms in the position you needed to be, “Well, you act as if you know all. Excuse me for the confusion.”

You were unable to say anything more, the words caught in your throat as the heat from his body consumed yours. His fingers were anything but gentle, covering yours as he pulled the string back. He let it go quickly, your hands still in his and it hit the target dead center.

A small laugh of excitement left your mouth, Jake finally stepped away from you. You were too distracted to notice the way he was watching you. “Now position yourself.”

And you did, trying to copy his motions but it was clear you were off, even in the way you were standing there was an ache between your shoulders that had not been there. Jake’s hand lightly swatted your arm, just as you had earlier, moving to push down on your stomach and your stance was thrown off. Your feet wobbled as your body jolted. “Your strength needs to come from here.”

He pushed on your upper abdomen again, “You should not move if I push.”

Your eyes rolled back, “I just did not expect it.”

Jake threw you a snarky smile, “If you say so.”

You huffed out a breath, pulling your fingers back again. Jake found less things to adjust this time and he could see you were a quick learner. “Straighten your back.”

You listened, shoulders squaring out and the ache eased from between them. “Let go.”

Your arrow went flying but missed the target by a long shot. Jake whistled, “You were a bit off.”

“You dont say.”

Jake admired how you instantly grabbed another arrow, your fingers placing themselves correctly as you pulled the arrow back, “Again.”

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Hours had trickled by and it was starting to get dark, your fingers were raw from the string of the bow, muscles aching from the constant tug. Even after going at this for so long, you had nothing to show for it. Your arrows continuously missed, and it was only getting worse the weaker your limbs became. “It is not that difficult.”

Jake’s voice only spiked your frustrations, snapping the small chord that was already wearing thin from your exhaustion. You turned to him and pushed the bow straight into his chest, “Maybe you are just a poor teacher.”

His tail flicked in irritation and he turned around to pick up the arrows that had landed in the grass below your target.

“Maybe you are just a poor student, hm? My seven-year-old listens better than you.”

An angered hiss made your lips curl up into a snarl. “That’s because only a child would listen to you! You are infuriating!”

Ronal nagging at you and pointing out your flaws was more than enough, Jake did not have to join in as well.

A dry chuckle left his mouth as he pulled the last two arrows out of the bark of the tree, shooting a skeptical glance over at you. “From the way you’re acting, I would say you fall under that category.”

Your broad tail almost thumped against the ground in frustration, but you stopped it just in time, knowing it would only strengthen his point. You inched closer to him so you could spit your venom more clearly.

“If we were mated I would want to pluck your eyes out for the rest of my life,” you snarled at him, adding an annoyed ‘pak’ when the stupid man merely grinned.

Jake strode over to you with bow and arrows in his hands, looking more smug than offended at your words. His eyes traveled shamelessly over your form, delighting in the way your cheeks tinged a darker blue and your eyes narrowed at him. There was so much fire in you, luring him in to feel if your skin would burn under his touch.

“You would be so lucky,” he practically purred.

Your jaw almost dropped at his shameless flirting, far more forward than the men of your clan. As he smirked down at you he truly did look like a demon, you thought, and your ears folded back slightly as you felt an old fire ignite within you.

You refused to give in to it. “Why? So I can have a mate who cannot hunt fish? Who can’t ride a Tsurak?” You circled around him as your gaze blatantly judged every part of him. Your tail swatted against his legs, almost making him lose his balance. “There is nothing you have to offer me, JakeSully. I could find a man half your age with more skills.”

You seemed to have mastered how to provoke him, that old frustration bubbling back up in his chest and coming out in a light hiss. Your pupils narrowed at his challenge, stopping in front of him. For a moment everything was quiet, your gazes staying connected and tails swaying in anticipation.

Slowly, you moved your hand forward, not even blinking as you slapped the arrows and bow out of his hands. They fell down onto the grass below in soft thumps, Jake’s eyes flicking down to them before coming back up to stare straight at you. He breathed in heavily through his nose, his brow creasing into a scowl.

You seemed pleased with yourself, the corners of your mouth quirking up as you cocked your head. No words had to be used, your message loud and clear. What are you going to do about it?

An odd yet intoxicating tension rose and rose as your gazes remained locked, sharp eyes watching one another. Perhaps he should just walk away, turn around and have his children pack their bags once again. He shouldn’t want to mate with such a frustrating, stubborn woman like you, but Eywa knows he did.

Suddenly, Jake’s hand was at the back of your neck, pulling you closer till he pressed his lips against yours. His grip on you was loose, the kiss testing the waters to see if you would push him away. An agonizing heartbeat passed before you gasped softly, one hand coming up to rest against his chest. As soon as he felt you accept him he kissed you more passionately, hungry to deepen the little taste of you that he’d gotten.

So many thoughts crossed your mind that you could barely pick one to focus on. It had been years since you had been with a man, having sworn to not give yourself so intimately to someone again, yet you could not find it in yourself to push Jake away. He was a skxawng, with his smug smiles and overconfidence, and a touch that set you ablaze. You shivered as his lips parted yours, his tongue slipping past them.

As he deepened the kiss his hands moved to your waist, stroking over your naked skin. As your tongues stroked together you knew where this would lead, and a weight pressed down in your heart as you also knew where it would end. When he had found his pleasure, Jake would go, leaving you alone in the forest to clean off your shame.

You knew this would happen, yet the firm press of his calloused hands promised something else. Security.

It made you sad, angry even. Not your parents nor sister had been able to promise you that, and yet here was the former Olo'eyktan spinning a tale with his touches. With a snarl, you bit at his bottom lip and Jake backed away slightly in shock. As he touched his lip, he could feel a familiar wet warmth there, his fingers stained red when he retracted them. He wasn’t bleeding that bad, but it was enough to shock him, the man’s ears folding back in alert.

He had no time to consider if you were angry with his advances, your mouth clashing to his once again. You practically threw yourself at him, greedy hands rubbing over his muscled chest as you nipped at his injured lip once again. He groaned into your mouth. Everything just had to go the hard way with you.

Every stroke of your fingers against his body sent pleasant chills down yours. Every look that you had gotten of him had already made it clear that he was an attractive man, one that many would be pleased to have by their side, but feeling him was a whole different story. You almost moaned into the kiss as your fingers delved lower, tracing where his muscles dipped into a delicious V as you neared his loincloth. You cupped him boldly, instantly feeling the strong press of his hard cock against the fabric.

You smirked as you pulled back from his lips, batting your lashes at him. “My…”

Jake assumed that you were going to praise his size, his chest already swelling with pride.

“I had expected more self-restraint from Toruk Makto.” Your amused tone made it clear that you were mocking him. Your fingers wrapped tighter around his bulge and he bit back a groan. “Perhaps you have lost your touch.”

That statement seemed to ignite a fire in his eyes, hand shooting up to grab hold of your wrist. His brow scrunched up, face so serious and determined that it had your lips parting at the sight. You had never seen him like this before, and you imagined this is what he must’ve looked like when he stood before the clans all those years ago.

“You won’t be saying that after I’m done with you.”

Before your lips could form a word, Jake swept you off your feet, landing you in the grass with a soft ‘oof’. Your wide eyes stared up at him as his large hand took hold of your thighs, spreading you open for him and propping up your legs.

A hiss formed at the back of your throat, head lifting to spit another insult at him before he shamelessly licked over your clothed cunt. Your hiss turned into a pathetic little mewl as his tongue formed wet stripes over your loincloth, pressing the material eagerly into your folds. He groaned as he tasted your wetness even through the material, every swipe of his tongue only revealing more of your sweet taste.

“Talk a big game for someone who’s this wet by just having a man stick his tongue into your mouth,” he groaned against you, his chuckle muffled as he was unwilling to pull away from your heat just yet.

You kicked lightly at his back with your heels, groaning in protest of what Jake was saying (though you only understood about half of it). It was foolish to deny it, the evidence staining your loincloth more and more by the second.

A disappointed whine left your mouth when he pulled back, his hands fumbling to untie your loincloth. You watched in impatience as he seemed to not understand how to get it off, cursing under his breath.

You rolled your eyes and pushed away his hands to do it yourself. “Bah! Can’t do anything.”

Jake flung the wet piece of clothing out of sight as soon as you had it off, face delving back in between your legs. It seems that though he wasn’t going to respond to your words with ones of his own, he wasn’t letting it slide either. His tongue only lapped over your wet cunt once to part your folds, his attentions instantly turning to your clit afterward. Your fingers dug into the grass below you as he sucked at your clit, pleasure rippling through your body like a wave. You had forgotten just how pleasing another’s touch could be.

Jake was clearly experienced, alternating in sucking at the sensitive bud and then flicking the tip of his tongue over it in hard strokes. His eyes peered up at you as you moaned, his cock now painfully straining against his loincloth. You looked like a goddess. Head thrown back in ecstasy, hair splayed out over the forest floor and your body flushed and writhing at every pleasurable movement of his tongue. Your sister might be Tsahík, but Jake felt far closer to Eywa when he was near you.

Your hands flew to the back of his head as you felt yourself getting close to cumming, fingers gripping tightly at his hair. When he groaned it sent more pleasant tingles through your core and you couldn’t help but press his face even tighter against you. He didn’t mind in the slightest, tongue only working against your clit with renewed vigor.

Tears pricked at your eyes as you felt your body tensing up, finally tipping over that sweet edge. Your mouth stayed open in a silent scream, little sounds of pleasure leaving you as Jake continued his movements as you orgasmed. You hadn’t come this hard for Eywa knows how long and the moment almost makes you sigh in relief, feeling every muscle in your body tensing and then relaxing, a peaceful ecstasy washing over you.

Jake finally pulled back, lidded gaze watching you intensely. A small, relieved smile pulled at your lips as you panted, eyes tightly shut. You looked so relaxed, your face usually tense and scrunched up whenever he saw you.

“Damn, that must’ve truly been good, huh?I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this happy.”

He just couldn’t help himself, feeling more than pleased with his own performance. You huffed and your hands swatted at his head. For a moment he thought he had won the upper hand, but after a second to recover you sprung up. You pounced on him like a Viperwolf and it quickly became his turn to have his back pressed into the grass.

Your eyes were glossed over with desire as you tore at his loincloth, some strings definitely ripping in the process as you roughly took it off of him. Jake sat up with wide eyes, breath hitching in his throat as you straddled him. This close he could see every little speck of color in your eyes, every tiny luminescent dot or stripe on your face. You were beautiful, but he had little more than a second to admire you as you took hold of his hard cock and positioned yourself over it.

You didn’t want to look down, sure that if you did you would lose your confidence. He felt big in your hand, and you tried your best not to nervously swallow when the thick head nudged against your entrance. No, he would not see your nerves, would not get to know how long it had truly been for you and mock you for it. Little did you know that the man beneath you was perhaps even more nervous, Jake not having sought out another after his late mate’s death.

A stifled grunt sounded from you as you sank down onto his cock, already feeling more than full enough after the first few inches. Your hands braced on his shoulders, nails digging into his skin to an almost painful extent. Good, he thought, Jake bracing himself against cumming as soon as your tight heat engulfed him.

You were not a quitter, biting at the inside of your cheeks as you continued slowly impaling yourself on his length till your ass was snuggly rested against his balls. A violent shiver rocked your body as you sat still like that, filled so well by him that you could feel your clit start to throb all over again.

After taking a shuddering breath, you braced yourself and started riding him, his cock easily sliding in and out of your wet cunt. Every stroke of his length against your insides had moans falling from both of you, Jake’s hands finding your hips to softly guide your movements. The pleasure was almost overwhelming, the need to scream his name growing stronger by the second. He felt so good inside you, like you were made for one another.

You bite at your bottom lip, no, you can’t think that way.

Your ears perk up as Jake groans loudly, face scrunched up in pleasure.

“Not so mighty now, are you, Toruk Makto?” you cooed at him, snickering in between your pants.

His lips peeled back to reveal his teeth as a light snarl graced his face. “Don’t get too cocky now, kid, you still have much to learn.”

You cocked your head. “Really?” You watched his eyes roll back as you rolled your hips in a way that made him reach deep inside you, biting back your own moan. “Seems like I’m the one who’s teaching you a thing or two here.”

Jake panted harshly, grip on your hips increasing till it was almost bruising. “Oh, we’ll see.”

You squealed as he flipped the position and pinned you down underneath him. He pulled your legs up to rest them over his shoulders, a hint of a grin pulling at his lips before he thrust his cock back into you. You screamed, your walls clenching around him as he started to fuck into you hard and fast. His pace was relentless, the muscles in his arms and chest rippling underneath his skin at the strain.

He laughed as he watched your face warp in pleasure, your hands trying wildly to find something to grab onto. “What? Can’t keep up?”

You couldn’t seem to manage to properly respond to him, eyes desperate as you cried out his name. He couldn’t resist leaning forward, bending you till your legs were almost pressed to your chest, his lips finding yours once again.

He kissed you passionately, groaning into your mouth as he continued his rapid strokes. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt this good, his cock twitching inside of your slick cunt at every movement. Jake wouldn’t last long anymore.

Any soul unlucky enough to stray too far into the forest would quickly be able to hear the wet slaps of him fucking into your body, the sounds falling from your mouths everything but silent as well.

He moved away from your lips to bury his head into the crook of your shoulder, teeth nipping at the skin there. He felt so tempted to mark you, to place a bite on your shoulder that would make sure everyone knew you were his. But he couldn’t, not yet.

Jake purred your name so sweetly into your neck that it almost made your eyes roll back. It was becoming too much, your cunt throbbing around him as his fast pace rushed you towards your second orgasm, familiar tears stinging at your eyes.

His wet tongue came out to lap over your neck and it sent a shiver over your body. You squeezed your eyes tightly shut. Just a bit more.

With a well-aimed roll of his hips, he had you cumming yet again, your toes curling as your hot walls clamped down around his length. You could feel him shudder against you, your hands finding his back and clawing at it wildly. For every jolt of pleasure that shook your body, you scratched past his skin and Jake groaned loudly in response.

He grit his teeth, thrusts stuttering as he tried to hold himself back from instantly following behind you. He just wanted a few more minutes of feeling your tight cunt wrapped around him.

Though the sky was still blue, you swore you saw stars, head thrown back into the grass. All you could do was hold on tight and mumble out your desires as Jake continued to fuck you, his breath hot and heavy against your neck.

You could feel his body tensing and heard his breath hitch right before he came, the man’s face scrunching up in pure ecstasy. He held himself deep inside you, letting you feel exactly how he was filling you up, his cum seeping inside of you.

Jake let out a pleased sigh and pressed a kiss to your temple. Your scent was intoxicating right now, full of desire and laced with his own. This is what he wanted you to smell like for the rest of his days, and he inhaled it eagerly.

He couldn’t pull himself away from you, his pelvis still flush against yours as his fingers sought out your clit. A high-pitched sound of surprise left you as his rough fingertips stroked over the swollen bud. You writhed underneath him, legs shaking as he tried to bring you to orgasm yet again.  

“J-Jake!” you choked out, hands pushing uselessly at his arms.

He was reveling in the way your cunt squeezed and twitched around his length at every stroke of his fingers, the thought of his cum getting taken even deeper inside you this way making him hard all over again. His fingers didn’t stop no matter how much you whined and your body shook, this time ripping a loud scream from you when you came. It felt like being swept away in a tidal wave, yet instead of fighting it you let it take you completely.

You were still letting out little moans at the aftershocks when Jake pulled his cock out of you. He groaned at the sight of some of his seed slipping out of your used cunt, unconsciously licking his lips.

As soon as he shifted his position on top of you, your mind cleared up a bit and your mood dropped. This was the part where he rolled off of you, maybe shot you a thanks, and then left you tainted and alone in the forest. Your throat bobbed at the thought, hands retreating from him to lay them against your own stomach, almost protecting yourself against what was to come.

Jake reached out to touch your face and his fingers gently traced over the intricate patterns of your tattoos. His eyes shone with adoration, a genuine smile pulling at his lips.

“Beautiful.”

Out of all the things the two of you had just shared, this was the hardest part for you to accept. This man who you had belittled and mocked looked at you as if you held the moon in your hands.

His lips met yours again, so tender in his kiss that it almost hurt. This wasn’t out of desire, this was a true display of affection, of appreciation, and you felt yourself start to choke up. Though Jake noticed the shift in your mood, he didn’t comment on it, merely rolling off of you so he could pull you against his chest.

He was warm, firm, his arms tightly wrapped around your form as henuzzled his nose into your hair. You pushed away the tears that continued to threaten to fall. He was not leaving, he was here, and though he did not say it, you knew that would be Jake Sully’s biggest promise to you if you were to mate. He would be there, no matter what.

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[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Spidersonas are the perfect exercise and I recommend everyone try -

Quick-Spidersona Exercises

How I use new Spidersonas as Artistic Practice

[A MEDIUM length post where I share ideas and exercises to create Spidersonas quicker and easier, while practicing your writing/art]

Spidersonas can be a great tool for any artist!

If you're a writer looking for a way to get better at character creation, research, and world-building - Or an artist looking for a way to get better at character design:

Consider trying out Quick Spidersona exercises as a fun way to do that! I use them all the time, because seriously, who says you can only have ONE Spidersona?

(I think I have at least 15-20 now - counting the eight named kids I gave Miguel & Moche)

I usual end up making at least one a week - and I find they're amazing for learning how to make characters quickly and in a really fun way.

Everything can be canon in the Spider-verse, including a sentient piece of Lego-Plastic and a Pre-historic Spider-saur.

Plus, with the Spider-Society being full formed, and canon events at your choosing, you have a loose template for a background - making it easier to throw them into the story.

I use a couple different exercises on making Fast-Sonas, and I thought I'd share some.

Here's a couple of my favorites! If you find this helpful, let me know!

1 - Hour Sona Challenge

Ever have a half-baked Spidersona Idea or come up with a funny crack Spider?

Give yourself an hour (or two) and go at it.

[This challenge is good for quick practice, Character Creation & Design]

Design them a suit as quick as you can, coming up with abilities and a rough personality.

You don't need to go into backstory if you don't feel like it, and it's a great way to get started

This is something you can do routinely - I do, I usually do this once or twice a week; And soon you'll have a full cast of sonas that can interact with each other!

It's great practice, and the more you do it, the easier it gets.

When you're doing it on the fly, or know it's just one hour - it can produce characters that are more natural, because you don't have time to second guess. Plus, since it's only an hour, you can get as silly as you want!

Stoner-Spider is an example of a 2-hour Sona Challenge.

Adapt-A-Spider

This challenge is good for Character Design

Make your own cross over!

For something a bit easier - Take a Non-Spider character and make them a Spider-person.

This could be anyone, from other Marvel characters, to Disney Princesses, Celebrities, and characters from your other fandoms. You can even make some of your old OCs into Spider-people!

For Artists - this can be a real fun challenge - try and blend the characters original outfit and design into a suit suitable for swinging.

For Writers - try to adapt their current background, and shift it around so they have 'canon events'. If the character you like has lost someone, the person they lost could stand in for their Uncle Ben or Aunt May.

Example: If you're looking to adapt Ellie from The Last of Us, losing Joel could be her Uncle Ben canon event.

This works for every character (basically). What if Black Widow ACTUALLY got bit by a black widow? Now Nat Romanoff is on campus. (Every Peter thinks she's an MJ cause the red hair at first).

No matter how ridiculous, you can stretch it. In Spiderverse, everyone is Canon.

If they can write a SpiderCar - you can write ANYTHING.

Some ideas are:

Celebrities, Animals (like SpiderCat or the Dinosaur), Princesses, Greek Gods, Historical Figures, Fandom Characters,

Mundane Spider

This challenge is good for: Character Building & Design

Not everyone is extraordinary. SOMEONE has to flip those McMiguel burgers goddamn it.

If making a huge story and traumatic canon events send daunting - just... Don't do it. Challenge yourself to make a Spidersona that's literally just a person.

Like a Target employee who got bit by a spider that came out a shipment. And now they have to work at the Society AND target. They wear the Target polo over their suit.

Pick a normal type of person, and challenge yourself to make them super.

Maybe a stay at home mom that got bit by a house spider, or a college student that got bit at the library. Any one could be a Spider-person! So don't worry that they're 'boring'.

Ideas for this:

A person based on your town/city, Random Professions, Teachers, Therapists, People based on hobbies you like to do (ex: Margo is eSports. SpiderCanada is hockey based),

History Spider

[This is good for Research]

History Buffs WHERE U AT?????

If you love a period of history - GO ALL IN.

Take the SpiderNoir and Hobie route.

If your Spidersona was from Ancient Egypt, what would they wear? If you really like the Medieval Era, would their city want to burn them at the stake?

For Artists - What would they wear? And how would the fashion trends of their time period effect their suits?

For Writers - What would be their real name, if it were time period accurate? How would they act and speak? Consider how they would adjust to things like 2099, and how their time period would effect their fighting style.

Culture Spider

If you're from a interesting culture or place, make a Sona for that!

[This is another great one for Research, as well as Character Design too]

I've seen it all, from my own IncaSpider, to Korean Spider-people and Romanian Spider-people.

For Artists - It's REALLY fun adapting traditional dress and colors into a Spider-suit, and you may even find yourself falling down a research hole.

For Writers - This can go DEEP. You can pick any time period of your culture and home. Things like their accent, their behaviors and traditions, and their backstory can all be reflections of your culture.

With HUNDREDS of years is material to pull from, using Culture as a back drop for a Spider can help them seem deep and natural. Plus, you can just Google clothing and use that as suit inspo

Ben Reilly - Mary Sue Spider

Arguably my FAVORITE. Not for the faint of heart.

[This is the best for everything - Literal SELF CARE I MEAN THAT]

BE CRINGE. DO IT ON PURPOSE.

Write a character that's super strong and effortless about it. Pavi is. And he's still a great character.

Write a character who ALWAYS looks kick ass and rides a cool motorcycle or plays a rad guitar - Jess and Hobie are literally THAT.

Want your character to be big and super smart with deep trauma that haunts them? - Ben Reilly and Miguel. The three of them can be a trio.

Challenge yourself to make the COOLEST MOST FLAWLESS DRAMATIC SONA YOU CAN.

Every time you draw something or write something that makes you cringe, or feels to OP or too much.

Good. Leave it in. Turn it up to 11.

Go all out. Draw your Instagram dream outfit. If you want your Sona in 12 inch heels - have at it!

'Oh but that's impractical and stup-'

They're literally a Super-Human. If Gwen can catch a helicopter like that, I think a Spidersona can manage stripper heels or Final Fantasy Hair.

What's the worst that can happen? You're doing it on purpose.

At the best, you'll make someone REALLY REALLY rad - like Hobie.

At the least, you'll make someone REALLY REALLY funny - like Ben Reilly.

Disco-Spider Diane is an example of this. She was probably supposed to be a completely self-indulgent, unhinged Sona.

So much so that she thinks she's perfect, even though she's a little bit naive, lazy, and in her own world. But because she doesn't care.. it's all good :)

No Logic Whatsoever Spider

[This one is just funny. Great one for Character Design and getting out of your comfort zone.]

Spider-Ham, Spider-Car, Spider Cat, LegoSpider, Spiderplush and SpiderPopsicle all have a club. The No Logic Whatsoever Club.

Challenge yourself to make a new member.

Break all the laws of logic. If something can be Spiderman, then it is or duty to make it so.

What's your favorite animal? Make that.

Can they put on the suit themselves? No? Who cares they're a Spiderperson-thing now.

Is there a funny art style you like - make a Bendy's style 1930's black and white silent cartoon.

For Artists - This is a great one. It can be as simple as drawing Spider-man merch and making it sentient. Or as bizarre as drawing a Dinosaur in a Spider-man costume.

For Writers - HARD MODE. For pure crack fanatics. Enjoy trying to make logic of this. Or don't. They are what they are.

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So here are just some exercises and ideas for those looking to strengthen their writing/art skills with Spidersonas.

They can be really quick to make, and you can always build on them over time, do a '1hr Sona Update' Challenge, run them through canon events and see them change.

Having multiple spidersonas can be fun, make writing easier, and it's great practice that translates everywhere - into world building, character design, research, and a lot of other creative skills.

Literally theres no need for just one! The Spiderverse is open to any Sona, no matter how bizarre, mundane, or self-indulgent!!

If this gave you and ideas or inspiration, let me know. If you try a challenge, I'd love to see too!

And as per usual if you've read this far: Here take this as a token of my gratitude

Go forth, create, and kill cringe with your bare hands. Smash it into a moving train. That usually does the trick.

Bye.

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[vhstown]

gwen stacy ★ general headcanons

content/warnings: mentions of underage drinking, implied & mentions of death

a/n: hey 😁 a levels beating my arse. thx 2 @qiupachups 4 helping w these 🫡 give it up for gwendy ‼️ (unedited)

Gwen is a collector — but not of collectibles. She has a secret empire of the most random things, and is thoroughly embarrassed when anyone finds it: tickets, pins, soda can tabs, cool-looking clothing tags, mismatched hair clips, paper clips, little things stolen from school, etc. Anything she things is remotely interesting has a place in a very specifically organised box under her bed, tucked away from the world and taken out occasionally to be adjusted or stared at. It's essentially the same as being a collector, right...?

She had a fashion hobby she grew out of, but it re-kindles when she has to design a suit for herself. Initially, it's made up of thermal sportswear but she comes up with actual designs at some point, modifying it overtime to include the hood and to integrate it with her ballet slippers.

When it comes to art, Gwen's style would be a lot like a fashion student's. I headcanon her to have aphantasia so her main strength is drawing clothing, and a lot of her drawings are based on herself as a reference (she can literally only draw herself well...) Rather than a sketchbook, she has a journal that's also full of photographs and writing as well as her drawings, and the occasional crumpled up drum score.

Has a knack for sewing and customises some of her clothes, though it's more personal touches and the occasional crop rather than completely overhauling a piece of clothing. Everyday items of hers have at least a little embroidery or design on them and she likes doing patterns on like bags and converse for her friends. Wants to make plushies and things but always manages to get distracted so there's a bunch of unfinished projects in her closet. (I would totally buy from her on Etsy though 😁)

Gwen did ballet as a kid and developed the enraging habit of cracking EVERY joint in her body. She's the mf that twists in the chair in front of you and stares deep into your soul while cracking her back. Cracks things you don't even know you could crack without shame my girl is a whole instrument 😭

Ballet is something her dad pushed her towards, alongside music (though he preferred she did something more traditional). Initially Gwen did feel out of place in her classes. A lot of the other children at her classes were already well-versed in it, and a lot of times she found she wanted to quit. Only after learning that her mom Helen did ballet did she willingly pick it up again at an older age, incorporating the technique into her fighting style.

Gwen used to play a few different instruments as a kid but none of them really stuck. For a while, she thought she hated music when she did piano and the recorder, but when she got her hands on a drumkit at her school and a couple lessons, she knew it was the one.

Her drumming is definitely more freestyle, and even though she's good she has a lot of problems with her high energy, spontaneous and emotive style. That means she breaks her drumsticks ALL the time. There's no way she's banging all that out on the drums without an unfortunate snap or two, so she always keeps another pair handy. She's broken her drumsticks so much that there's a collection of them torn up at the bottom of her bag (she never bothers to throw them out, and might've given herself a splinter reaching in to find something 💀)

Speaking of drumsticks, she has one lucky pair she uses for important performances, carrying them practically everywhere. They've essentially rotted in their fancy little fabric case since she'd gottem them, the custom "GWENDOLYN MAXINE STACY" imprinted on it having almost completely eroded away.

Though, she's only ever used them once; her dad had bought them for her for a school performance, which she had to bail last minute when her Spider-sense suddenly activated. Running off to fight a villain not a street away, Peter Parker follows her, and he realises just who Spider-Woman really is.

While she was planning to use them at her prom performance with her band... that never happened. After that, everything reminded her of that night, and her relationship with The Mary Janes dwindled until she quit altogether. The band only lasted a few months prior, and since they never got to perform at prom, Gwen found herself playing for no reason at all, other than to get rid of her pent-up energy and forget about the fact that she's basically a wanted criminal.

When she's living in Hobie's universe, she ends up breaking her "lucky" drumsticks and is, understandably, a little shattered by it, but Hobie gets her another pair, "GWENDY" written in mismatched letters on the side. That "G" was definitely a last-minute addition, though. He also teaches her how to stop breaking them so often. "Bit of advice — use the wrists, not just the arms."

Gwen's definitely not meant to drink, so whenever Hobie goes to the pub he makes sure not to, suggesting his friends don't get pissed out of their minds either (though she might steal a sip of something fruity now and again.)

Hobie takes her to gigs all the time, and sometimes she drums for his ones. The first time she does it, she's nervous of course, but her sound immediately gets the crowd going and it's the talk of the town for a week straight (and her drumsticks didn't break!)

There's no shortage of junk food, of course. Just like all the takeout she'd have back at home, Hobie would make sure to take her around all the local spots. Although it's not exactly the same, anything beats the plasticky cafeteria food in 2099. Stopping for a kebab or two in the middle of anomaly-hunting isn't really against the rules anyway.

Gwen is friendly with pretty much everyone in the Spider-society because everyone knows who "Gwen Stacy" is, but she never really wants to meet another version of herself (given how unsettling it is with context). Also very awkward around any MJs — or Peters. Peter B essentially being an older 65!Peter definitely freaks her out a little at first.

Misses Miles, obviously, and probably had something she wanted to make for him back in her universe that she could never retrieve. Maybe when she gets Hobie's watch she'll bring it along with her — would Miles like a knitted neckwarmer?

SO best friends with Margo. Her tech lets Gwen see into her universe sometimes (Miguel wouldn't let her 😞) and Margo is super keen on learning about her universe. They both hang out with Peni and it's a fun little girl trio (Peni totally takes them to her universe to see all the giant mechs 😁 "Girls night!" BOOM!)

Number 1 girlfail. She hasn't broken those new drumsticks yet! But drumming can wait — and all those projects at the back of her closet, and her unresolved dispute with MJ and the band, and her dad at home. Going from her small world to having an entire multiverse against her and her friends, Gwen's got one hell of a show to put on, right?

“I never found the right band to join, so I started my own, with a few old friends.”

“You want in?”

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@phoenixinthefiles (it's cause of you im always writing hcs 😭😭😭 /pos)

hi bunklies 😁 ive been averaging like 4h of sleep cuz of skl but ill fix up soon trust... hope you are all doing okay ! ive never written anything for gwen before so i hope this is an okay start lol

atsv masterlist here! reblogs always appreciated :) see u around <3

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[genjispeace]

Not in A Fight - Oneshot

In which you tell Genji you can take him, but not in a fight. It awakens his inner playboy, and he immediately wants to see if you really can.

tags: smut and fluff, praise, afab gender neutral reader, unprotected sex, cocky! genji, genji is a tease

a/n: once again, i'm saying that i am not the most well-versed in writing spice, so please go easy on me. this is also not meant to be accurate to the lore. i hope you enjoy <3

You have a habit of letting your eyes wander when you’re sharing a training room with Genji. He’s hard to resist at any moment, but when he’s training, he’s captivating. From the way his movements are calculated and graceful, to how droplets of sweat drip off his hair. It’s mesmerizing, to say the least. It’s that indulgent habit that you are doing now, your eyes scanning over him. He’s sparring with his sword, training against some recruit you can’t remember the name of. A skin-tight black shirt is gripping his body, and you can almost see how his lean muscles move and flex. 

The recruit dashes at him, and Genji deflects the attack with ease. The recruit sighs, clearly exhausted at a match-up that is far from fair. You feel for them, you really do. Genji is one of the best, and having a recruit train with him is hardly fair. Though, it is throwing them in head-first. Your training days were a little different, having your main focus being on medicine and not combat, but you still had fighting experience. Though, your training wasn’t with Genji. Despite not training with him at first, the two of you still reached out to each other. You became good friends with ease, and even sparred with him a few times. Though, it wasn’t serious sparring, and was more like both of you were messing around. Time spent with Genji was so easy, so safe, so calm. It’s no wonder you started to develop feelings for him. You tried to crush those feelings quickly, but it was pointless. Genji Shimada seems to have dug his way into your heart. 

“Good work. Go get some rest,” Genji’s voice snaps you out of your thoughts. The recruit nods, before grabbing a bottle of water off of a bench and quickly leaving the training room. That leaves you and Genji alone. He walks to you, reaching behind you and grabbing a towel off the rack. Your breath catches in your chest when his arm just barely grazes your skin. He rubs the towel against his forehead, then lays it across his shoulders. 

“Wanna spar?” He asks. A cloth mask is covering his face, but you can sense the smile on his features. 

“Not today,” you say softly. You can hardly focus now, you would be a fumbling mess trying to spar with him. One of his eyebrows quirks up as he looks at you. His rich brown eyes always seem to see right through you, and it’s frustrating to say the least. 

“You scared?” You hear the joke in his tone, and you snort out a laugh. 

“You don’t scare me, Genji,” you say. Your voice trails off, then you have to hide a smirk as you say the rest. “I could take you.”

“You are talented. I wouldn’t doubt it,” he says back, and your smile only grows larger. Your confidence grows at the way he watches you. You couldn’t take him in a fight. He’s much better than you, and always will be, but you didn’t mean in that way. 

“I don’t mean in a fight, Genji,” you say. The two of you tease each other often, so this is nothing new, but a look of shock takes over his face. His eyes widen, and he chokes out an awkward laugh. Your cheeks flare red, matching the blush on his skin you can just barely see. Genji seems to be stunned into silence, and you curse at yourself in your head. What if that teasing was a little too far? You smile awkwardly and walk past him, toward the door to the training room. You’re about halfway there before he steps in front of you silently. You almost jump. It’s so hard to get used to how fast and quietly he is able to move. 

“Jesus, Genji!” You yelp, catching your breath from the minor scare he gave you. You start to laugh, but it dies when you see his face. His eyes are focused on you, darkening with each passing second. 

“Do you really think you could take me?” Genji says. A shudder runs along your spine at the sudden rasp in his voice. You recover quickly, a smile spreading across your features. 

“Easily.” You say. The challenge is apparent in your voice, and you know Genji picks up on it by the way his eyes darken even more, and a muscle in his jaw ticks. You barely get any warning before his hands are wrapped around your arms and he’s moving you across the room. Your breath is nearly knocked out of you when he pushes you against a wall, your back against him. You brace your hands on the wall, feeling your face heat up. He leans into you, and you can feel his hardening length pressing against your back. He lowers his head until you can feel his breath against your neck. 

“You are so lucky I have a meeting later, or I would bend you over the weapons table and test that confidence, angel,” he growls into your ear. You shiver as you feel his hand snake around your body. One hand wraps around your wrist, keeping you pinned to the wall, while his metal hand reaches in between you and the wall. He pulls your shirt up slightly and runs his hand along the skin by your waistband, the metal a chilling contrast to the heat on your skin. You have to bite your lip to keep a whimper from escaping at just that. 

His hand starts to dip even lower, slipping under your waistband. He just barely touches you, a ghost of the sensation tingling against you. You rest your forehead against the wall, and hear a chuckle behind you. 

“Look at you, already falling apart and I’ve barely even touched you,” his voice is laced with a mock sweetness that goes straight to your core. This time, you can’t bite back the whimper that escapes, and you feel the way Genji stiffens behind you at the sound.

“Please,” you whisper out, and you know you sound far too gone. Genji tuts, then you feel the mask pressing against your skin. He slips the mask down just enough to press a soft kiss against the skin of your pulse point. 

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” he says against your skin. “If you can take me, surely you can wait and survive the antics, angel,”

“No, please,” you choke out, but he backs away from you. You stay braced against the wall, panting wildly. You knew he had been a playboy before, knew he would be a master of teasing, but you never knew it would be like this. He spins you around, cupping your face. You look up into his dark eyes, which soften at the sight of you. He pulls his mask back down and pulls you into a kiss. His kiss is rough, claiming, like he is marking you as his and his only. You kiss him back, trying to get as close to him as possible. A soft moan escapes your throat when he runs his tongue along your lower lip, and he so eagerly accepts the access you gave him. 

The two of you start pushing each other further, and when you grind against him, he grunts and pulls away. A smirk takes place on his features before he hides it  behind the mask, and then looks back at you. 

“Patience, my love. We’ll get there,” he says. Your heart jumps at the pet name, which feels like more than lust. Before you can think of that anymore, he speaks again. “I told you I have a meeting. You’ll have to wait. But you can take it, right?”

Fuck. He really has you in a box here, and he knows it. Part of you wants to cuss him out for it, for being so damn cocky, but you got yourself into this. You nod, not trusting yourself to be able to form words. 

“Good,” he whispers, then backs away from you. You sink against the wall, your breath still wild and erratic. You can see the smile in his eyes when he sees how he’s made you, and then he leaves you there, in the training room, out of breath. 

The next few hours were torture. You tried to distract yourself by training more, but that didn’t work. You walked back to your room and took a shower, but it didn’t quell the heat on your skin and inside you. You ended up laying in your bed, your fingers twitching with the urge to touch yourself. You managed to not do that, though. 

That’s exactly how you are lying when you hear a knock on your door. You rise quickly, and see Genji step in, closing and locking the door behind himself. He’s changed since the training room, now in a sweater and jeans, and his hair still has the gleam of wetness from a shower. A black mask rests over his face.

“I hate you,” you say to him, and he only laughs in response. “You’re such a fucking tease.”

“I thought you could take me,” he says, quirking an eyebrow as he crosses the room to you. 

“I can,” you say, your stubbornness unwavering. 

“Then prove it,” he says as he reaches you, his hands immediately finding your hips. His fingers curl into your skin as he pulls you toward him, and you know there will be bruises there in the morning. 

“How can you tease like that without it affecting you?” You say, your voice nearly dying in your throat when he grinds onto you. He chokes out a dry laugh. 

“Unaffected? You really don’t know what you do to me, do you?” He says. “Do you have any idea how hard it was to focus in that meeting when all I could think about was you? About making you beg for me?”

“I don’t beg,” you retort back, mostly to hide the way your heart jumps in your chest. 

“We’ll see about that,” he says, but before you can say anything back, he pushes you down onto the bed. He follows you onto the bed, leaning against you until his face is buried in your neck. You hear the strings of his mask snap, then his lips are against your skin. He presses a soft kiss above your pulse point, then sucks on the skin. His tongue darts out over it, then he’s pulling away from you. He leans down against you again, pressing his lips to yours this time. This kiss is different from the other, though. This one is more controlled, slower, like he is savoring you. You moan when he grinds down onto you, his length teasing against your core, and he takes the chance to slip his tongue into your mouth. You try to fight for dominance against him, but he takes it without much of a fight. You melt against him, and it’s almost embarrassing how quickly he is able to turn you into putty in his hands. You probably would be embarrassed if your brain wasn’t so fogged with lust. 

He breaks the kiss and pulls back, his eyes darting across your face. A smile grows onto his face, and you feel the way your cheeks heat up under his gaze. 

“You’re so beautiful,” he says. You shake your head, but you can’t ignore how that makes your heart beat a little too fast. 

“I bet you tell everybody that,” you joke. Maybe he does. He was a playboy after all. 

“No, just you,” he says, his hand reaching to your face and pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. It’s oddly tender, given your current situation. “You’re also the only person who has seen my face in a time like this.”

You stare back at him, taking in all of his scars, his dark hair falling over his face, the metal you can currently see that isn’t covered by his clothes. You’ve seen his face here and there before, but why would you be the one that he lets see his face in an intimate moment like this? What is special about you?

You can’t think about it much more, though, because his hands dip under your shirt and any train of thought you had is gone now. He pushes up, your shirt moving until your chest is completely bare for him. You sit up slightly, tossing the shirt over your head and somewhere onto the floor, before he pushes you back down and his hands run along your body. He stops at your breasts, his metal hand pinching one of your nipples. You squeak, the mix of pain and pleasure catching you off guard. Though, it isn’t unwelcome by any means. He keeps rolling one of your nipples between his fingers as he leans down and pulls the other one into his mouth. He sucks on it, then ever so softly bites it. A whimper escapes at the sensation, and you can feel how he smiles against your skin. 

He only gives your breasts a little bit more attention before he is kissing down your body. Each touch of his lips against your skin leaves you even more and more breathless. When he reaches the waistband of your pants, he dips his fingers under them.

“Lift your hips,” he purrs against your skin. You obey his order as soon as it leaves his mouth, and he pulls your pants and underwear down and off. The chill of your fan kisses your hot skin and leaves you shuddering. It doesn’t go unnoticed that he’s now fully clothed while you are completely bare. He pauses, his eyes racking up and down your body. His gaze is heated, and he leans back to take all of you in. That only makes a shy smile grow on your face, and you reach up to cover your face with your hands. He moves faster though, just like he always does, and he catches you by the wrists. 

“No, don’t hide from me,” he whispers. His eyes are still dark, wicked, and warm, but they soften when he sees the smile on your face. He releases your wrists and your hands fall onto the bed, his order clearly heard and obeyed. 

“Genji,” you whisper out his name like some sort of prayer. 

“Hm?” He asks, one of his hands gingerly touching along your stomach. He’s so close to where you need him, but he feels oh so far away. 

“Touch me,” you breathe out. He just smirks, his touch now running up and down one of your thighs. 

“I am touching you, angel,” he says, resulting in a groan from you. He really is such a cocky playboy. You don’t want to eat your words, you really don’t, but you need him, his hands, his tongue, anything. 

“Please,” you beg. His eyes grow even more wicked, his smile damn near evil, as his touch gets even closer. His metal hand ghosts along your core, damn near touching your clit, but painfully not close enough. He moves a few inches back, until he is able to kneel on the floor and be level with your core. A kiss presses to your thigh, then ghosts over your sex. It’s barely there, teasing in a way that almost hurts. 

“Please, Genji,” you beg again. All thought about not wanting to eat your words is gone, completely overshadowed by lust and need. 

“I thought you didn’t beg,” he says. You start to bite something back, but the words die as soon as his hand finds your clit. You take in a hiss of breath at the sudden direct contact as he makes slow circles around it. You roll your head back, letting a moan escape your mouth. 

“So, so pretty,” he says softly. Then his fingers are gone, and you whimper out loudly. “Shhh.”

His fingers are quickly replaced by his tongue. He laps at your core, and your legs clench around his head. Your hand even finds his hair, digging in and pulling ever so slightly on the soft strands. He groans against you, and the vibration is enough to send shivers up and down your spine. You try to form words, to ask for more, but he gives it to you before you can. One of his metal fingers delves into you, pumping slowly in rhythm with his tongue. You whimper, your legs already damn near shaking. His hands, his tongue, they’re the closest thing to holy that you have ever experienced. 

It barely takes any time for you to be writhing under him. It’s like he knows exactly what to do to make you come undone. Whines and whimpers fill the room as he keeps his steady pace on you, until you’re damn near speechless. 

“Genji, I-” you say, but no other words come out. He picks up his pace ever so slightly, and eventually you’re grinding down onto his hands and tightening your legs around his head. The way he is able to recognize how your body is responding to him is impressive, to say the least, and your orgasm starts to rock through your body. You dig your nails into his scalp as your legs start shaking, and you start to see stars dance along your vision. He continues to lap at your core through your orgasm, never letting up on you. Your legs keep shaking, and he wraps one of his arms around one of your thighs to steady you. He guides you through the overstimulation with expert grace, until you’re damn near sobbing from the sensations.

He eventually relents, pulling away from your core and pressing soft kisses along your thighs. He lets you come down from your high, his lips soft against your skin the whole time. But you know he can’t be done. He’s hardly the type to stop now. 

“Do you have any condoms?” His voice snaps you out of a daze. It takes a moment for your brain to connect the dots, but you shake your head. 

“I don’t want to use one. Not with you,” you say softly. You’ve been on birth control since becoming a recruit at Overwatch. He nods, then yanks his sweater over his head. You watch the way his lean muscles move under his skin, the way his abs move with each breath, the way metal is part of his body. It’s beautiful, he’s beautiful. He doesn’t seem to be insecure under your gaze, because he lets you watch him, then starts to unbutton his jeans. You can hardly focus on anything when you see the bulge in his jeans. You always wondered if his cock was metal or flesh, and you get your answer when he pulls his jeans and underwear down past his hips. It’s flesh, as are his thighs. The metal doesn’t start until just above his knee on one of his legs. Another time, you would love to take his entire body in your gaze, to drink it all up and run your hands, and lips, along each and every place and scar. Now, though, he cuts off your staring when he leans down and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

The two of you are somehow closer than you were any other time, and your breath catches in anticipation when you feel him at your entrance. His dark eyes flick up to watch your face as he pushes into you. Your back arches into him as you whimper, but you don’t miss the way he groans. He stays still for a few moments, letting you adjust to his size. You should have known he wasn’t small, not with how cocky he is. 

He starts to move, ever so slowly, but it’s enough to make your mind spin. He feels so fucking good. You whisper out his name, and he responds by leaning against you and kissing you. It’s sloppy, but his lips are still divine. Your hands find purchase along his back, your nails digging in slightly. One of his hands, the metal one, reaches between you and starts moving in slow circles against your clit. You pull away from the kiss as your body arches into him even more, and he drops his head to press kisses against your neck. A moan, somehow mixed with a whimper, escapes your lips and you feel him smile against your skin.

“Still think you can take me?” He says against your skin, then pulls back to look at you. His eyes are so wicked, so warm, and he’s watching you with a smile on his face. He’s smiling while he’s making you come undone. 

“Okay, okay! You’ve proven your point. Please,” you say, your voice breaking on the last word. His smile grows even larger, if that’s at all possible, and then he picks up his thrusts. His metal fingers still toy with your clit, and the combination of sensations has you teetering over the edge all too quickly. 

“You do take me so well, angel,” he says. You can only whimper as a response, afraid of how you would sound if you tried to talk. 

“So fucking good for me,” his praise continues, and those words, combined with his deep thrusts and touch, is enough to send you over the edge. You cry out his name, your legs shaking around his hips and your nails digging into his back. This orgasm rocks you harder than the other one, which you didn’t think would be possible, and your legs twitch as your climax takes over. Your eyes roll, your back arches, and his thrusts never stop. 

He’s unrelenting, and it rocks through your entire body. Stars take over your vision again, and you think you whimper out his name again. His thrusts start to get sloppy, like the feeling of your orgasm on him impacted him. You hold onto him as he continues thrusting into you, but you can tell he is losing his composure. You run your hands up and down his back, just softly scraping the skin with your nails, as his orgasm starts to take over him. His head falls into the crook of your neck, and you softly run your fingers through his hair as he moans against your skin. His orgasm hit him as hard as yours hit you, if this is any indication. 

He almost collapses onto you once his high comes down, but he holds himself up with one arm. The two of you stay like that for a few moments, out of breath and holding each other. Neither of you speak, but it’s a comfortable silence. 

He eventually does get up, a shiver going through your body at the lack of contact when he’s gone. You hear the sink in your bathroom run, but your legs are far too numb for you to get up and see what he’s doing. He comes back quickly, a washcloth in hand. You feel the warm cloth against your skin. He cleans you carefully, his delicate touch a dizzying contrast to how he was before. 

He discards the cloth and then climbs into the bed with you, pulling you into him until you are laying across his chest. He seems to know just how jelly-like your legs currently are, because he helps you move until you’re under the blankets with him, cuddling up against his body. You make a content little noise, and hear a chuckle from him.

“I stand corrected,” he says, and you look up to see him. He smiles down at you, then speaks again. “You definitely can take me.”

“Well, you took awfully good care of me,” you say back, a sleepy smile on your face. He laughs again, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. 

“Don’t stroke my ego, love,” he says. There’s that pet name again. He says it with such softness, such tenderness, it feels like the result of more than lust.

“I’ll take you again too,” you laugh out. 

“Let me take you on a date or something first. I want to properly try this with you,” he says. Despite everything the two of you just did, your cheeks flare red again. You bury your face in his neck, hiding the pink tint of your face. He just..confessed to you that this is more than lust, that he wants to properly take care of you, take you out, not just fuck again. 

“I’d like that,” you say against his skin, pressing a kiss into his neck like he did so many times to you. He pulls you closer, if that’s even possible, and the two of you settle into a soft sleep like that, holding each other and with smiles on your faces.

#genji shimada #genji x reader #overwatch 2 #blackwatch genji #overwatch #blackwatch

[connoisseursdecomfort]

The Love Story in Todome no Ichigeki (or a TwiYor AU)

I am so normal about the MV.

I would put some of the manga references the director has possibly used at the end, and as usual, manga spoilers would be out after the cut.

1

The story starts with her.

She's just killed a musician and taken over his identity.

This is the first time we see a close-up of her - right as she puts on the first piece of disguise.

The next scene shows a fully disguised assassin, with the sunglasses and the wig, arriving at the stage. She starts her performance.

She has a mission.

And her target has also arrived at the scene with his associate.

As she puts on her jacket and finishes up her final touches, it's all set, and she should be able to get her target.

Unfortunately, she is having a situation.

だから Therefore -

2

She picks up the pair of sunglasses. And she hesitates.

And then, without the wig and the sunglasses, she begins singing part of the chorus:

[Chorus] 今日の夜は隣にいさせて (隣にいさせて) Just for this night, let me be by your side 今夜だけは本気だからね (隣にいさせて) Because just tonight, it’s for real, you know. (1)

And with the line "こっちにきてもっと Come closer to me", she put out the cigar butt and caught his attention.

She goes on singing in her full disguise:

祈りあった未来とて The future that we prayed for 道が違うのよ アナタ And the paths that we walked on have always been different, my dear. (アナタ, give up! Give it up!) (My dear, give up! Give it up!) 互いの殺意で  トドメ喰らっちゃうね Our shared urge to murder will deliver the final blow and get us killed. (This is also the part that repeats as the song fades out.)

And once again, she sings without disguise:

やっぱりやめとくわ As I've expected, I should just give up.

3

It cuts to how they meet initially.

From this scene on, we begin to get camera shots that centred on him.

And this is, technically, their first meeting in their other identities. He tried to observe more intently, but she was hidden in darkness despite being placed centre-staged.

And as the second verse (the rap) comes along, she even turns around with her back facing towards him.

The rap verse initially echoes what she's been trying to convince herself: they walk on a path of countless tribulations and seemingly eternal darkness. However, if you search further in this seemingly endless wilderness, you'll find something else.

そこに現れた 心見透かすちっぽけな魂 There appears a tiny spirit that could see right through your heart. それは散らばるミクロ砂金 Like scattered microscopic gold dust. 手のひらに集め If you gathered them in the palm of your hand 密度高め万年を照らす 光の矢を放つ、穿つ Releasing an arrow of light with intensified density, illuminating and piercing through eternity (1)

4

And she wonders if she really can see through his heart and know who he truly is:

こういうのとか Things like this

そういうのとか And things like that

偽物じゃできないよね だから You can't do that if it was fake, right?

In the scenes of them being lovey-dovey, there were time they didn't show the entirety of their faces, and when they were seemingly facing each other, they had their eyes closed.

But she did manage to take his glasses off, took a closer look and even wiped away a drop of his tear.

For at least a moment he showed his true self and his weakness.

And だから therefore - she takes off her glasses, throws away her first disguise on stage, and repeats the chorus:

He slowly realises who she is, and what she's coming after.

He is her target. She's singing to him, and her love is mingled with her intent to kill.

Does she want to stay the night with him because she wants to kill him? Or is it because she loves him?

Or maybe she should have given up the mission a long time ago.

5

Why would she give up?

Maybe she's just getting used to this situation, slowly moving from the edge and starting to find comfort in this new position she’s found herself in.

Or maybe it's that moment when they could look at each other like a real couple.

She tried to look through the camera lens. And what she saw was so different from what had appeared in her mission files.

And he is right here with her tonight.

6

As she removes her last piece of disguise, she says:

もしもどこまでも続くなら [I wonder] if this will continue forever せめて今日の一度だけ At least if it's just this one time we have today it's also fine.

She has the first close-up in which she looks straight into the camera,

and she finishes her final dance moves, destroying the ship.

She stops dancing.

This is finally not a performance for the public. This is a confession for him.

As the performers and the audience try to escape from this sinking ship, she finally reveals the true intention that has been hidden behind her killings:

今日の夜はワタシにさせて Let me be by your side tonight. 今夜だけはワタシに守らせて Let me guard you tonight. 今日の夜が明けたころに When the night passes to dawn, (1) 待ち合わせね we shall meet again. 明日の夜も守れますように I hope I can protect you again tomorrow night.

こっちにきてもっと So come a bit closer to me

Notes:

The gifs both come from here. I base the translations on these three sites: (1), (2) and (3). Thank you, @yumeka-sxf, for helping with the translation.

Someone also uses glasses and a change of hairstyle as disguise:

The tiny soul and the scattered gold in the rap verse so obviously refers to Anya. The sparkling effect used in the MV could also be a nod to the special effect when Anya uses her mind-reading powers.

The sparkling effect appears right from the start, and becomes stronger as her conviction is strengthened.

@_mika60_ on twitter (well, x) has made a thread about other manga references used in the MV.

#spy x family #sxf #spyxfamily #loid forger #yor forger #agent twilight #thorn princess #twiyor #vaundy #Todome no Ichigeki #トドメの一撃 #cory wong #spy x family anime #masami nagasawa

[halliescomut]

I defended Lom, but now I shall talk about Nuea

So...a lot of this is going to be a bit rant-y, because honestly there's some reactions that have been going on that really aggravate me. But I wanted to talk more about Nuea as a character in the show, and how I think he's being presented. You hear (for reasons unknown) a lot of discussion over how Lom is almost tricking Nuea by withholding the fact that his arrangement and marriage to Yiwa is in name only. I have so many problems with this read on the situation. While it is VERY common for BLs to use naivety as a trope, it's actually surprisingly rare to see from Mame. It's not one of her go-to's and so I was actually really surprised at how many people saw Nuea as 'innocent' (read virginal) or naive. We saw a similar reaction with Sky, this idea that he's an innocent little lamb, and I kind of figured that was because that's what Rain was. Rain was clearly modeled to be this sort of ingénue-style character, young, wide-eyed, innocent to an extent, but also experimental, not constrained by societal boundaries. But what the first encounter with Prapai showed was that he was not only not innocent, but experienced. Now granted many of his experiences were likely awful and traumatic, but Gun likely didn't got straight from 1 to 100, abusers rarely do, but there's also no clarity at all on whether Sky had any other intimate partners of his own choosing, whether a relationship or just another one-night stand. But circling back to my actual point, I think there are many viewers for which LITA was their first experience with Mame, and they believe Rain to be the blueprint for her 'bottoms' when in reality he's an outlier.

How this affects the perception of Nuea, is that since he is shown to be a fairly quiet, sensitive, kind person, some viewers began making assumptions. They assume that he's not physically experienced, that he's submissive, or even shy, and that's not really the case. We don't see much to indicate that at all in the show. He's very vocal for a lot of the show. He expresses his concerns to his boss freely, without concern for reprisal, and this certainly due at least in part to the type of boss she is, but even if she were some angry, obstinate crone, I doubt that would have stopped him. He's very vocal and honest in his conversations with Lom all through the series. He doesn't put up with any of Lom's rich/privileged BS. His kindness and empathy throughout is more a show of strength than anything. He's able to pretty easily get the results he wants without being rude, or mean. Even in his frustration with Lom, he's not vicious, but exasperated, reacting to Lom's childishness more like an exhausted nanny than anything else.

Nuea is confident, like really confident. He's confident in his abilities and skill at work. He's a confident gay man, he doesn't shy away from sex. His hesitation in regards to sleeping with Lom initially is based only on his knowledge of the likely fall-out (especially emotionally). Once we get to this most recent episode it's very clear that he has no hesitation in being an active and passionate partner.

I'm willing to bet after the absolute boss way that he shut down that shitty orchard customer, that we may see his confidence make an appearance next week in regards to Lom and Yiwa's mothers acting like petulant toddlers.

I think it's also important to remember that while he is younger than Lom (his actor is actually younger than ALL of the LITA boys), he's not actually all that young. While ages and timelines are pretty vague in the Mame-verse, Prapai should be about 30 in the Wedding Plan, and Lom is meant to have been his junior while they were getting their Masters, so he's probably 27-ish. Nuea, having attended university and worked as an event planner for several years is probably 25. He's not a child, and their age difference is practically negligible. Again, I feel this is an assumption based on the idea that LITA is the norm, when it's very much not. All of Mame's other main couples (in shows) have either been the same age, or with in a year or two of each other.

So while Lom may have some power/privilege over Nuea, it's very much situational and based on him being 'employed' by him, which is something that we as the audience know he could change if he really wanted to. We see that P'Im is more than willing to go to bat for her employees, Lom wouldn't be able to pull a Karen and get him fired, or forced to work with him. And while Lom is rich, Nuea's family has a generational business and owns a large amount of property. It's not the same level of rich by any means, Lom essentially has fuck you money, but it's still not like Nuea would be without resources and support if he chose to quit his job or leave Bangkok.

Also, the fact that he gets upset or cries over Lom, doesn't make him 'weak.' I've not heard anyone say that directly, but it's been implied. It's not weak for a man to be able to recognize and express his emotions. That's toxic masculinity bullshit, and we certainly don't want to be putting that pressure on characters that are actively defying it.

I guess in conclusion, my point is that Nuea is a bad-ass, the best kind of bad-ass even, one with a kind heart, and that he's more than capable of standing up for himself both in general and with Lom.

As a final note, what I realized watching episode 3 is that Lom 10000% has a competency kink, and further watching of the show only confirms that. He first encounters Nuea while he works at Pai's wedding and immediately begins lusting. The wedding suit try-ons where he looks at Nuea after learning he took pictures of each choice so that you don't have to try something on over and over again. He gets riled up watching him do the event where Payu proposes. He falls even harder watching Nuea put the creep in his place. Like...he just loves watching his man get shit done, and I respect (and understand) that.

#Wedding Plan #Wedding Plan the series #Mame BL #LomNuea #NueaLom #Nuea x Lom #Lom x Nuea #Sunny Wannarat #Pak Naphat

[jadedrrose]

An Uncertain Beginning - Part Two

After discovering you’re pregnant, you and Law go through all kinds of emotions as the months go by, up until your baby arrives. Part one here

Warnings: a little angst (I wanted to keep this realistic, so that’s why reader is so negative toward the situation at first) but very cute ending that will have you crying. I may also even write a part 3 to this? We’ll see…

In the couple months that had gone by since that fateful evening, your perspective on everything happening around you and within you had changed many times. And still, with all the time that had passed…

You were still scared.

After Law had confirmed you were in fact pregnant, the two of you had laid awake in bed for what felt like days, both scared of what would come. 

The following day he’d done a checkup on you, trying to determine everything about this change that he could. He’d found that you were already close to a month along. You wondered how you couldn’t have noticed for so long, but Law had explained that it can take a couple weeks for the symptoms to really kick in. 

So now you were three months along. You’d only just started showing, but it was only obvious to Law. Any other person wouldn’t notice at all, and nobody had noticed anything, as far as you knew. You decided together that you and Law would wait to tell the crew. Not until the first three month period was over, at the very least.

And that day grew closer and closer at an alarmingly fast rate. Time felt as though it was flying by, and would never stop. 

—

Four and-a-half months was how far into the pregnancy you were when the crew found out. 

They hadn’t been told, no. You’d been in the operation room very late into the night, as it was more likely that nobody would be randomly walking in at that hour. Law was doing another checkup; checkups that seemed to happen more and more frequently as the days went on. 

You were laid back in a chair, shirt off as Law did his best at performing an ultrasound. After all, it was a piece of equipment that was rarely used. He wasn’t as well versed in this field. 

But then there were noises right outside the room’s door. Loud whispers and giggling, and before you could try to determine who was outside, the door was abruptly pushed open and in stumbled three of your crewmates, nearly falling over on each other as they tried entering all at once. 

“Holy shi-“

“Penguin! Shut up, the others are sleeping!” Shachi yelled, ignoring his own words.

“Captain? Y/n? What’s that thing on the screen?” Bepo had already reached the corner of the room that you’d been in.

“What the hell are you three doing in here?! This late at night, too?” Law snapped.

“W-well, we noticed that you two would always sneak into here at night… and we were….” Shachi tried explaining, clearly afraid to answer.

“Curious?” Penguin finished for him, sounding just as scared.

Law sighed and left your side to go push the three of them out. 

“Captain please! We just wanna know what’s going on!” They cried. “We wanna know if y/n’s okay!”

“Wait! I think I know what’s on the screen, Bepo!” Penguin suddenly yelled. 

“You do?” 

“It’s… a baby?!” 

The three of them gasped, clutching their hands (or paws in Bepo’s case) over their mouths. 

“Get out of here now!” Law demanded. “This isn’t any of your guys’ business.”

The metal door was slammed right in there faces, and you briefly heard excited banter between the three as they began walking away.

—

The news had spread like wildfire. By lunchtime the next day, one by one every crew member would “wander” into the room you’d be in and then “remember” to congratulate you. Apparently, it had been more obvious than you’d thought. Ikkaku was of course the first to pick up on the situation, being the only other woman. She’d told you she’d noticed your change in routine and even they way you dressed differently. One day she had even caught a glimpse of your slightly grown belly, and put two and two together.

And that evening, it became clear that every single person on the submarine was aware of your pregnancy. While you weren’t particularly upset, you still felt disdain that you hadn’t been able to tell them on your own terms. You hadn’t been ready to do it. But… would you ever have been ready? You certainly weren’t ready for this new chapter in your life.

You’d been having dinner with Law, when you couldn’t hold it in any longer; you dropped your fork, letting it crash into your plate as you put your face into your hands and began crying.

“Y/n-ya, what’s wrong?” Law was quick to ask. Lately, he’d been extra paranoid about your health and general well-being.

“I… I just wish this had never happened!” You snapped. “I didn’t plan… we never planned to become parents… so why? Why did this have to happen?”

Law moved from his seat across from you to pull you out of yours, holding you and guiding you down to your shared bedroom. He knew you’d rather deal with this in a more private setting.

“Y/n, we can’t always plan things,” Law mumbled as he sat down on the bed with you. “I’m scared out of my fucking mind, too. But it’s just how things are now.”

That didn’t seem to console you at all, as you let out a frustrated growl. “I can’t accept that then! I never asked for this!” You wailed.

“I just want our lives to be normal again…” you choked out, falling into Law as he pulled you into an embrace. 

He wasn’t even sure what to say, as he felt similarly. How could he comfort you if he couldn’t even help himself?

—

A couple weeks had passed. Lately, you’d fallen into a depressed mood. You didn’t leave your bedroom much, only for checkups that had to be done in the operation room and to get food if you were craving something and Law couldn’t get it for you.

Today you laid in bed for hours. You’d been falling somewhere in between consciousness and sleeping all day. You tried reading and whatever else you could think of, but nothing made you feel better. 

Deep below the surface of the ocean, you decided to just watch whatever marine life happened to swim by your window. You’d seen mostly basic fish, but there had been a couple odd creatures that flashed by. That was probably the most entertaining thing that had happened all day. 

But even then, you were getting bored of just watching fish. Looking away from the window, you looked around your room, trying to think of anything to do. Your eyes landed on your belly.

Suddenly, you felt anger. You were sick of being depressed, all because of this baby. In fact, you were sick of being pregnant. No matter how many times you’d tried overcoming the negative feelings, they just wouldn’t go away. 

Your cheeks burned as salty tears began slipping past your eyes. Furrowing your brows as you glared down at your stomach , you suddenly said something you immediately regret. 

“I hate you.”

Then you gasped, covering your mouth with a trembling hand. Why had you said that? What overcame you to say something so vile? You knew it couldn’t hear you, but you’d told your baby you hated it. You became disgusted with yourself.

And then there was a little thud. It had been so small and short that you weren’t sure if it even happened. It was something you’d never felt before, so what could that have been? And then you realized…

The baby had kicked. 

You felt a lump growing in your throat, your entire body shaking. Your lip began to tremble slightly just before you let out a loud sob. You’d said the most shameful thing ever, and in response the baby kicked you, kicking you back into your senses. You put your red tear-stained face into your palms, crying and trying to hold back screams. 

A loud cry slipped past your lips, and you immediately bit into the fleshy part of your palm in response. Only a moment later, Law showed up.

“Are you okay?” He practically flew to your side, crouching down to your level and putting one hand on your head, the other landing on your growing belly. 

“I’m such an evil person,” you cried in anger. “The baby isn’t even here yet and I’ve already become a terrible mother.”

“No, y/n. Please don’t say that…”

“I told them I hated them!” You snapped, hands flying away from your face, gripping the sheets around you. “I don’t know what happened, I just looked down and it slipped out. And then they fucking kicked me… like they knew what I said…”

Law began wiping your tears away with his thumb before kissing your forehead and then your stomach. “The change in hormone levels is at fault, not you, y/n. You’re not evil. And the baby doesn’t know what you did, either.”

“But I feel awful now,” you choked. 

“That shows that you didn’t mean it,” Law told you. “Y/n-ya, listen to me. You’re going to be fine. I trust you more than anybody to help me raise a child.”

Your eyes widened and you looked at Law, shocked to hear those words fall from his lips. “You… what? I thought you didn’t want any of this either…”

“At first, no…” Law sighed. “But now I’ve accepted it, and I’m… glad that you’re the mother of my child.”

You began to cry again. “Oh, Law… but I… I just-“

Law cut your words off by kissing you. “I love you more than anything, y/n-ya.”

—

Six months had gone by now. After Law’s confession, you’d also finally accepted your reality. And once you did, it was as though a switch went off in you.

Now you were rushing around trying to figure out how to prepare for the arrival of your child. Constantly begging Law to stop on islands with shops so that you could get baby clothes, food, blankets and any other thing you could think of at that moment.

You had all this supplies now piled up in the closet in your and Law’s room. It was only when you went to add another item that you realized how many things you’d impulsively bought. 

And then it occurred to you, you hadn’t gotten a crib! Where would your baby sleep?!

“Law!” You yelled, crying for him. 

Damn your emotions. Why did you always have to cry at the smallest things these days?

He rushed into the room, concern written on his face. “What? Are you okay? Is-“

“We don’t have a crib!” You cried, placing your hands onto your cheeks and shaking your head. “We’ve gotta-“

Law let out a sigh, before stepping closer to you and placing his tattooed hands onto your shoulders.

“Y/n. You don’t need to panic, we’ll get a damn crib sooner or later. Okay?”

You nodded, sniffling as you calmed down. 

Your husband then pulled you closer into a hug, kissing your forehead. 

With your head down, you only then realized there was now more of a gap between the two of you, due to your growing belly.

You giggled at the sight.

“What?” 

“Look at how much space they take up now,” you smiled, pressing your forehead to Law’s as you both looked down.

“Damn brat’s getting pretty big,” Law observed. 

You stood there with Law for a couple more moments, holding each other in a comfortable silence, until…

There was a small thud against your stomach, and it appeared Law had felt it too as he gasped.

“Did you just kick me?” He frowned, as though he were actually scolding the child. 

You laughed, “they know their father is close by, maybe?”

“Hmph… better not kick me once you’re out of there,” he mumbled, not taking his eyes off of your belly for even a moment. “You loveable brat.”

—

Today marked the approximate day; eight months. Your belly had grown even more, the movement within it becoming more frequent. 

For example, now you could feel their hiccups. Every little thing they did could be felt. The kicks also seemed to happen more often.

You were in the kitchen, Law making you whatever you were currently craving right at that moment. Your crewmates wandered in and out, but Bepo had stayed back, sitting beside you. The polar bear was completely fascinated by the baby inside you.

“So you can feel when they kick?” He asked, his eyes fixed on your stomach. 

“Mhm. Maybe if you put a paw on me, you’ll feel it too.”

“Really?! Has captain felt it?” He excitedly asked.

“Yep.”

“Damn brat kicks me every time I hug y/n-ya,” Law shook his head. “It’s like they know…”

Bepo carefully put a paw onto your stomach, waiting intently to see if the baby would kick.

And after a couple moments, there was a thud. 

Bepo’s face lit up. It was truly an adorable sight. Until he began screaming. 

“How did it know?! That felt so weird!” He yelled in terror. 

You laughed as the polar bear continued to seemingly panic. 

—

You were nine months along by the time you and Law had finally finished preparing the submarine for the baby. Your bedroom was now littered with baby items, even more so now because of the baby shower the Strawhat girls had held for you. 

There was a crib just a few feet away from your bed, next to a dresser that was covered in various items. Clothes, diapers, plushies, excetera. Law had even put out his old hat for the child to have once their head could fit it just a little.

Law had also become very protective over you. Even more so than he was before. He forbade you from even leaving the submarine unless it was one-hundred percent necessary, but only if he went with you. He also didn’t let you out of his sight.

If you needed to grab something up high? Forget even trying to reach, because Law would be there in a second, grabbing it for you. Bending over to pick something up? Also not happening. While you did feel he was being overbearing, it was also incredibly adorable. You’d never expected him to be like this. 

It seemed as though the entire crew was (impatiently) waiting for you to go into labor. Law was especially concerned about it, to the point he was constantly anxious over when it would happen.

When it did finally happen, you found yourself feeling sad. It had taken you some time to get used to the fact that your baby was in you, attached to you at all times. So now you’d felt disappointed you hadn’t gotten more time to spend being excited over the child.

It was evening, just after dinner. You’d retreated to your bedroom earlier than normal, and had only gotten to spend a couple moments laying down before you were hit with sudden pain. Pain you’d never felt before.

Your husband rushed you off to the operation room, carrying you as you cried from the sudden pain. 

And of course, the commotion had alerted your crewmates to what was happening, and they all crowded around the door. 

Law had been doing everything by himself, and you just didn’t understand how. But you were also in too much pain to care. You just hoped he didn’t overwork himself, going between checking you, helping you along and comforting you all at the same time. 

Hours passed by before you could even start pushing. It had felt like seconds were moving at the rate of hours, time moving much too slow for your liking. 

Until it was over all in a blink. Law had cleaned off your baby before bringing them over to you. 

He gently passed the child over, and if you hadn’t been so preoccupied staring in awe at the baby, you would’ve noticed he was crying.

A calm baby girl laid against your chest now. She’d only cried for a couple minutes after being born, but had calmed down in the arms of her father.

Law stood beside you, looking between you and the baby girl. He brushed your sweaty hair away from your face, kissing your cheek before asking, 

“What are we naming her?”

Oh my god.

“Law! We forgot to pick names!” You gasped. 

“Not really, we just couldn’t come up with anything,” he corrected you. “But now that she’s here…”

“Um… I don’t know,” you honestly still had no ideas.

Law hummed, thinking it over as he looked the baby over. “What about… Lyra?”

“Lyra,” you echoed, looking down at the beautiful girl lying peacefully on your chest. “Trafalgar Lyra.”

—

Lyra was a month old when you’d finally decided it was safe enough for the crew to meet her. Rather, when Law had decided. He was afraid of her catching anything before her immune system built up.

They all doted on her, calling her “mini-captain”. They weren’t far off either, because other than some of her facial features, she was the spitting image of Law.

Her hair was as dark as his, eyes golden and bright. She was simply perfect. 

Bepo was especially obsessed with her. He couldn’t get over how she’d curl up on his big fluffy belly and take naps just like her father had done many times before. 

Today it was bright and sunny out, so the submarine was surfaced for the time being. You sat in a comfortable seat Shachi and Penguin had considerately brought up for you, Lyra laying against your chest. Her big golden eyes were looking everywhere around her, taking in all the new sights surrounding her. It was natural of course, as the entire world was new to her. 

She looked up at you, tiny fists curling up as she gently kicked her little feet wrapped up in her onesie that Law had sewn the heart pirate’s logo onto. 

It was incredible how she already recognized you as her mother. She didn’t smile just yet, but she’d always stop crying and calm down whenever she was placed in your arms. 

She also recognized Law, who was afraid of letting her out of his sight. He was the one who would hold her and calm her down during the night as he insisted you and your body needed rest. So he’d had plenty of bonding time with her already. 

You found that you couldn’t stop smiling whenever you looked at Lyra, a grin breaking out from your lips even if you didn’t mean to actually do it. You were overwhelmed with the amount of love you felt for her.

Law sat beside you, simply enjoying the sight before him; watching the way you adoringly watched your baby; his daughter. He still couldn’t quite believe he’d helped make such a precious thing. He’d always thought of himself as an evil stereotypical pirate, and that he could never do anything as good as this. She was the living proof that proved him wrong.

You lay your head against his shoulder, not taking your eyes off your daughter. And her eyes didn’t move away from staring up at you.

“I love you, Lyra,” you mumbled to her sweetly, gently kissing her atop the head. 

#trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar law x you #trafalgar d water law #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law x you #trafalgar law x y/n #trafalgar d water law x reader #law x reader #law x y/n #law x you #one piece x reader #law one piece x reader

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

@sixpennydame submitted:

Hi Kat, congrats on 1,000 followers! You certainly deserve it.

So, my song is j’s lullaby, by Delaney Bailey:

I’m thinking, canon Levi with his civilian s/o. It’s the night before an expedition and one or the other confesses their love. The above lyrics are lovely, but really, any part of the song can be your inspiration. Have fun!

this made me sad in a happy way LEVI DESERVES BETTER JDKSFJ

this has also been turned into a oneshot, i regret nothing lmao

Don't Go | 1k Follower Event | Canon!Verse Hurt/Comfort (? i think) Oneshot

✧ word count ➼ 1.5k ✧ notes ➼ canon!verse, hurt/comfort, civilian!reader, this made me sad :')

It was roughly 10 hours before they were set to leave for Shiganshina to seal the hole in Wall Maria. The cadets were busy feasting in the dining hall and Levi just had to drag Eren and Jean off of each other after they get into some fist fight that he couldn't be bothered to care about.

Irritated, he stepped outside and leaned against the wall in the alleyway on the side of the building, breathing in the chilly nighttime air.

"Were you planning on hiding there all night?" he said quietly, looking further into the alleyway.

A shy look appeared on your face. Truthfully, you had just arrived at your spot, but you were also willing to wait all night for a chance to see him if you had to. You knew that he was going to be leaving in the morning for Shiganshina and that it would be at least a few days before you got to see him again.

You wanted to wait and see if you could steal even just a single moment with him before he had to leave.

You and Levi Ackerman had been friends since forever. You remembered him as a child and coping with his mother's ill health before she passed and he got taken away by who was now revealed to be his uncle. You remembered reuniting with him in young adulthood and escaping the Underground around roughly the same time, with you following a few weeks after he did.

The two of you had began exploring your feelings recently, only officially becoming a couple a few weeks ago. A lot of your relationship progression had been put on pause after things went to shit with Eren suddenly turning into a Titan, the attack on Trost, and the revelation of the false king and crowning Historia as the true ruler of the Walls. There was so much going on that you two rarely had a chance to sit down and talk about anything.

"I wasn't sure if you were with anyone else," you mumbled as you walked up to him.

"The brats are too rowdy," he muttered, watching you come out from the shadows.

Once you got close enough, he weaved his fingers between yours and you wrapped your other arm around his, resting your head against his shoulder.

The two of you stood in a comfortable silence, looking up at the stars while listening to the gentle hum of the Cadets talking from inside the building. It was oddly peaceful.

"Can I ask something selfish?" you spoke.

You felt him shift as he pulled back a bit so that he could look at you properly.

"Don't go," you whispered, as if you were afraid to speak.

He blinked at you a few times.

"I'm not going anywhere."

"No," you said as you shook your head. "I mean tomorrow. Don't go."

He shut his eyes as he took a deep breath. He knew what you were asking.

"I just have a terrible feeling that something is going to happen tomorrow at the Wall. So..." you said, biting on your bottom lip as your anxiety only grew as you were speaking. "Don't go."

You whispered the last part quietly, with your voice barely audible over the ruckus that was coming from inside the building.

Levi eventually sighed.

"I can't just dismiss my duties, dumbass," he muttered, glancing over at you, never taking his eyes off you as you shuffled around, trying to calm your chaotic thoughts about the potential of something happening.

You knew his work in the Scouts was dangerous, it was precisely the reasoning he used to convince you to not join the Scouts.

"I know," you said, looking down. "It's just..."

You paused, unsure if you should continue.

"I love you and I can't shake that horrible feeling," you said as you clenched your fists. "I can't stand to watch you go."

If this was any other time, your anxiety would've further spiked after declaring your love for him. It wasn't something you had discussed before—but right now, all you could think about was the fact that he was leaving tomorrow morning for his most dangerous mission yet.

Levi turned towards you to face you and gently lifted your chin to look into your eyes. His gaze was soft, but he remained silent. He knew what you were feeling and he understood it, but he meant what he said—he couldn't just abandon his duties.

He gently pulled you in and pressed his lips gently against yours, his grip on you tightening ever so slightly as reassurance.

An incredibly selfish part of you had hoped that confessing your love for him would be enough for him to stay and not go, but you knew that it realistically wasn't going to happen. He had to go. They wouldn't be able to retake the Wall without him.

He was silent when he finally turned around and walked away.

Levi knew what his duty was. His duty as Humanity's Strongest™ required him to be on their most important mission yet. Taking the Wall could very well determine humanity's survival. However, he'd be lying if he said that it didn't kill him to leave you behind.

Thus, when the time came and he stood upon that Wall as Erwin announced the beginning of their journey to Shiganshina, he couldn't help but notice that he couldn't spot you in the crowd. He felt an increasingly uncomfortable pressure building up in his chest.

Levi consistently told his subordinates to choose their own paths and to ensure that they don't regret their choices, but there was one choice that he found himself wishing he could redo.

After you declared your love for him the previous night, he found himself unable to respond. He didn't have the words to properly express what it was that was brewing inside of him.

The only thought running through his mind as everyone prepared to leave was that he wished he had more time so he could tell you that he loved you too.

~~~~~

You had a horrible feeling that the plan to seal the hole in Wall Maria at Shiganshina was going to be a disaster. You were right.

You perked up as soon as you heard a knock on your door. It's been a few days since you last saw Levi.

You found yourself afraid to open that door. You hoped it was Levi, but you were also terrified that it would be another Scout or someone from the Military Police that would deliver very, very bad news.

Your heart dropped once you finally opened that door.

It was Levi—but he was covered in blood. His cloak was ripped. He still had his gear on, but he had no blades in them. You couldn't tell if he was injured, but he was slumped over as if he had to forcefully drag himself to you.

Your eyes widened as you immediately scanned his body for any injuries, prepared to do what little you could to provide him aid.

"Oh my Walls, Levi-"

Before you could move or finish your sentence, Levi immediately wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug, squeezing you so tightly that it was almost hard to breathe.

He let out a shaky exhale as he buried his face into the crook of your neck. You were the first stop he had gone to after getting back to Wall Rose. You weren't certain what had happened, but you could tell that he was feeling defeated or tired (or both). He was worn out and exhausted.

You were quiet. You could tell that there was a lot going on through his head, and you weren't going to force him to talk about it. He just needed a safe space with you right now.

You noticed that he was slightly shaking and you tightened your own arms around him in an attempt to ground him. You gently ran your fingers through his hair in an attempt to provide what little comfort you could.

He tightened his arms around you as he brought up memories in his head over what had happened at Shiganshina. He thought about how so many had been sacrificed and would never be able to see their loved ones again because they died.

He found himself afraid to speak. He didn't think it was fair that he was able to go home and see you again while others couldn't, but he wanted to ensure that he didn't take it for granted.

He took an unstable deep breath, inhaling the scent of your hair as he finally spoke in a quiet whisper.

"I love you, too."

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[chloe-skywalker]

Shy Love - Oliver Queen

Oliver x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 710

Requested: hello there! Can you do an Oliver queen imagine where the reader is in love with Oliver and shr struggles to tell him because she’s shy but he loves her to and finds it cute and finally kisses her and it’s really cute and fluffy. - @anon

Authors Note: sorry it took so long not really into Arrow or the Arrow-Verse anymore. Thank you for the request though hope you like it.

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“Then, have you seen-” Oliver stopped in his tracks upon seeing the girl he is secretly harboring feelings for and has been since before the boat accident. “Y/n.”

“Hey, Oliver.” Y/n smiled shyly, giving a small wave from Thea’s bed.

“Hi.” Oliver stuttered out, returning the gesture.

“What were you asking again, Oli?” Thea raised a brow with a small smirk on her lips.

“Huh? Oh yeah. Have you seen the keys to my bike?” Oliver shook out of his dazing awkwardness to ask what he originally came into ask.

“Nope. Haven’t seen him.” She responded with a slight shake of her head.

“Ok. Thanks anyway. See later y/n.” Oliver waved bye leaving the room.

“See you later, Oliver.” Y/n did the same.

“You are so in love with my brother.” Thea smiled mischievously as she stated once her brother was gone.

“What? No!” Y/n shook her head with wide eyes.

“Oh, yes you are. It’s fine. I would love for us to be sisters.” Thea smirked with a shrug.

“Thea. . .he doesn’t like me like that.” Y/n shook her head in disappointment.

“Oh, yes he does. Trust me, he does.” Thea stated confidently. She knew her brother and he definitely liked Y/n.

^     ^     ^

“You know Y/n has a crush on you, right?” Thea asked he, brother, over dinner sitting in Oliver’s room eating Big Belly Burger.

“Yup.” Oliver nodded, he knew that she liked him. Sometimes it was very obvious.

“Then why haven’t you done anything about it? I can tell you like her back. I’d even go as far as to say you might love her.” Thea asked, men could be so stupid she thought. He knows she likes him, and he likes her so why not do something about it?

“I think I love her.” Oliver muttered looking down at his food in thought.

“Oh my GOD! You have to tell her!” Thea exclaimed excitedly.

“But it’s fun watching her be shy about it.” he smiled letting out a light laugh. He loved teasing Y/n, her reactions were always cute to watch. Although he’s not much better sometimes.

“Oliver! That’s cruel. You need to tell her.” Then glared at him.

“I will, I will. I’ll tell her later.” Oliver nodded to get his sister to stop giving him the evil eye.

“Do it. Tonight.” Thea stated pointing at him. Oliver knew he should do it tonight, it’s been long enough.

^     ^     ^

Oliver decided to go over to y/n’s apartment, which in hindsight might not have been the best idea. At least the way he decided to use the window instead of the door. Which resulted in Y/n screaming.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” Oliver said holding his hands up in show of he meant no harm.

“It’s ok, Oliver. Jeez though, can’t you use doors?” Y/n laughed waving him off while the other hand held her chest, since her heart was still beating really fast from the scare.

“What are you working on?” Oliver asked walking over to where she sat at her work desk.

“A new type of arrow for you and Roy. It should tear through the muscle and lock on.” She explained as she continued to put the new arrowhead together.

“Nice.” Oliver nodded, it sounded painful maybe the criminals would stop after being shot with one of these.

“Did you need something?” Y/n asked, digging through her shelves for something.

“I wanted to talk to you about something.” Oliver shifted his feet.

“Oh- ok? Uh, shoot.” Y/n glanced at him nervously.

“I like you.” He blurted out watching her closely to see her reaction.

“Huh?” Y/n looked over at him with wide eyes, shocked at his confession.

“I like you, y/n. Actually, I’m pretty sure I’m in love with you. An I’m pretty sure or at least hoping you feel the same.” Oliver walked close to her reaching out to hold her hand.

“I do. You liking me is hard to believe but, yes I do love you as well.” Y/n smiled up at the Arrow shooting vigilante. Both smiling that now the other knew about each other’s feelings. Maybe now things could progress between them.

#x reader #y/n #imagines #imagine #arrow #the green arrow #arrow imagines #arrow imagine #oliver queen #oliver queen imagines #oliver queen imagine #oliver queen x reader #arrow-verse #thea queen

[boltwrites]

Wrecker Headcanons - Spicy

A/N: i kinda want to do all of these bad batch sexual headcanons at once to see which of the boys gets the most notes lmao. anyway - here’s wrecker!

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General

I don’t even know why I bother to do the size part for Wrecker - he’s 6′7″ and jacked. He’s obviously got a monster cock. 10 inches? Something absolutely ridiculous, and thick. Good luck lmao

Wrecker, like the rest of the batch, isn’t particularly experienced. He’s probably been propositioned before, but missed the implication or otherwise not had time to explore the possibilities. He’s definitely fantasized and watched porn before, though

He’s nervous but eager, the first time. He’s self conscious about his size and his ability to hurt his partner. He’s a gentle guy, but he knows that he could easily get distracted and hurt you by accident if he’s not being careful

He’s not very... good, the first time. He doesn’t know what foreplay is, and he’s so big that he kind of needs that information. He’s a eager learner, though. For that first time, he definitely needs a partner who’s willing to be patient for him to learn how to please them

Once he learns, though? He improves. Although he is conscious and concerned about his own pleasure, he’s also acutely aware of whether or not you’re having a good time. Wrecker has some of the best emotional intelligence out of the entire batch, and he puts it to good use

He’s quick to stop if you seem uncomfortable or hurt, or to ask you why you’re hesitant about certain things

One thing you’ll have to get used to is just how physical Wrecker is - he’s always hugging and kissing and cuddling you, but that doesn’t mean he always wants sex. He’s just a physical person and craves touch

He’s open to new things in bed, but you’ll have to bring them up. To Wrecker, sex is just another way he can be physically intimate with you, and he’s content to try whatever you want, but he’s also be perfectly OK with vanilla missionary every time

He’s bad a dirty talk. He keeps laughing and it just makes the whole thing fall apart. He’s surprisingly good at praise, though. And he’s rather vocal during sex - he’s not afraid to moan and cry out

Wrecker’s definitely more of a top, but he’s not necessarily dominant. He doesn’t really dip too much into those sort of dynamics unless you ask

Wrecker really doesn’t have much self control in many aspects, but also in bed. He’s not one to come prematurely, so to speak, but he can’t prolong the round if you teased him too much and he needs to come

However, once he’s more well versed in foreplay, he’s more than willing to make up for it by using his mouth

He also has a pretty quick refractory period, so he’s able to go again soon enough

Wrecker has a fairly normal sex drive, but he’s also willing to accommodate you. Sex isn’t a requirement for Wrecker - as long as he gets to kiss and cuddle you, he’s in heaven. This is just another way for him to show he loves you, if you also like it

Top/Dominant Wrecker

Once Wrecker is more familiar with it, he prefers oral play for foreplay. He definitely enjoys eating you out and he gets better at it each time he does it

He also prefers blowjobs to handjobs, but he knows that’s kind of a... proposition, when he’s the size he is. He appreciates whatever you want to offer him, though

Although Wrecker likes to top, he’s not necessarily dominant. He likes praising you, and his main objective is for the both of you to feel good

However, he’s not afraid to use his strength to his advantage in the bedroom. He’s so strong he can definitely hold you up while he fucks you, even in some rather unique positions

If you bring it up, he’s also more than happy to use his strength to throw you around - toss you on the bed, flip you over with no effort, whatever it is you two decide on

He’s more hesitant if you ask for things like choking. He probably says no, just because he doesn’t even want to hurt you. It’s one thing if he leaves some mild bruise on your hips - he would be too worried to enjoy it if you asked for something that could legitimately hurt you

Even though he has a lot of fun using his strength to his advantage, Wrecker isn’t really the kind of guy who puts on a super dominant personality in the bedroom. He’s a really happy guy - he likes making jokes and being sweet. He’s not the type of person to demand that you please him or call you his little slut or something

However, he can be a bit more dominant if you work with him on it - he’s very good at praising you in the bedroom, and if you help him along, combined with the incorporation of his strength, he can be a very caring dominant partner

He might incorporate some mild things like blindfolds, maybe feathers or toys in the bedroom if you ask. But he’s not too interested in tying you up or anything that involves hurting you (spanking, BDSM, etc)

His absolute favorite is when you wear lingerie (or his clothes) - he goes crazy for naughty photos of you, too

Bottom/Submissive Wrecker

Wrecker is probably scared of bottoming the first time you bring it up with him, if you decide to bring it up. He’s not sure if he would like it, and it’s not something he’s thought of before. This isn’t because of any kind of misplaced toxic masculinity or anything - he’s just honestly just of concerned of how all of it would work

However, he will eventually bring it up later, after he’s watched some videos and figured out how it works and how it would feel good for him. He blushes and says that you two can try it, but that he’s not sure if he would like it as much as you would

He does enjoy himself, though - he gets into your rhythm (but then eventually turns to a puddle on the mattress), and he’s very vocal

Afterward, he comments that it was fun and that he’s OK if you want to do it again. He doesn’t prefer it to topping - he still prefers being inside of you, but he enjoyed it and doesn’t mind switching it up every now and then

When it comes to being submissive, much like being dominant, Wrecker isn’t necessarily into it. He’ll try it out, but he’s very clear about what he likes and doesn’t like afterwards

He takes restrains as a challenge. He breaks through like 6 pairs of handcuffs and you have to exasperatedly explain to him that breaking out isn’t the point. Eventually, you find some rope that holds him, and that, surprisingly, is the thing he ends up liking the most.

He hates blindfolds on himself. He wants to see you! 

He also goes crazy for praise - he might even be willing to dress up or serve you for that praise, but only once in a blue moon. He really prefers to just be intimate and open with you in a situation where he doesn’t have to fill any particular role

#wrecker x reader #wrecker x you #the bad batch x you #the bad batch x reader #mine

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2023 in Movies, My Top 30 Fave Movies (Part 3)

10.  NIMONA – we almost didn’t get 2023’s most socially important animated feature.  When Disney acquired Twentieth Century Fox and everything went tits up for its various affiliates, animation house Blue Sky Studios bit the dust just as this long-awaited adaptation of influential She-Ra & the Princesses of Power showrunner ND Stevenson’s beloved fantastical graphic novel from Spies In Disguise directors Nick Bruno and Troy Quaine was nearing completion, and it looked like it might never see the light of day … at least until Annapurna Pictures and Netflix swooped in to the rescue, snapping it up, funding its completion and getting it out on streaming to the delight of all of us who’d thought it was essentially LOST.  The end result is just about THE VERY BEST movie I’ve ever seen about the struggles of being non-binary and not conforming to any set gender norms in modern society, viewed through the fantasy prism of a shapeshifting “teenager” who effortlessly steals their own film.  Chloe Grace Moretz is perfectly cast as the voice of the titular misfit anarchist troublemaker supernatural being, who finds an opportunity for some fresh chaos by joining forces with Ballister Boldheart (Riz Ahmed), a newly-knighted commoner who becomes public enemy number one after being viciously framed for the murder of the queen of a futuristic medieval society (really!) built around chivalry and the righteous smiting of monsters.  Ballister’s determined to prove his innocence, while Nimona just wants to create havoc, while they’re both being hunted by his former fellow knights, led by his ex-boyfriend Ambrosius Goldenloin (Eugene Lee Yang of The Try Guys), a direct descendent of the Kingdom’s legendary original monster slaying heroine Gloreth.  It’s a gloriously original piece of work, the animation presented in a truly GORGEOUS brightly coloured 2-dimensional 3D graphic style that at once riffs on the ingenious visual inventiveness of the Spider-Verse movies while also creating something COMPLETELY NEW but simultaneously lovably reminiscent of the classic Blue Sky cartoony look, while the frequently chaotic action is just as infectiously anarchic as the lead character herself.  It’s also fiendishly brilliant in its subversive message and twisty logic, making the viewer question what being a monster REALLY means, and if what we SEE someone as REALLY IS their true identity.  Needless to say, Moretz runs away with the whole film, while the character of Nimona herself is a truly ENCHANTING and thoroughly inspiring creation who’s destined to become an iconic hero for non-binary and trans kids around the world, but Ahmed and Yang are clearly having a great time here too, as is Frances Conroy as the Director of the Kingdom’s knights, having a blast bringing icy menace to her deliciously duplicitous villainous turn.  It’s an incredibly FUN movie, shot through with a rich and rewardingly infectious sense of humour, taking classic fantasy tropes and turning them on their head in new and wonderfully inventive ways, but it knows JUST when to get serious too, and there are some powerful moments when it grabs hold of your heart and DESTROYS YOU emotionally, especially in the incredibly evocative climax.  Ultimately this ISN’T an overly faithful adaptation of Stevenson’s original graphic novel – he was in a darker place when he wrote and drew it, going through his own complicated struggle with his gender identity before finally making his personal transition in 2022 – but it certainly is rewardingly true to the book’s spirit and deep-down message of inclusion, positivity and being true to your core identity, which makes it one of the most important animated films to be made in a very long time.  I’m so happy it’s received the TRULY MASSIVE amount of attention and LOVE it’s garnered since its release, and I thank Netflix and everybody else who made the effort to get this movie out after all when Disney seemed so reluctant to take a chance on it.  This deserves to be seen, it NEEDS to be seen, and I urge you to check it out.

9.  RENFIELD – my horror movie of 2023 sits very comfortably in the genre’s sub-category that I’ve always loved best, a jet black comedy of particularly rare quality and gleeful abandon that made it one of the most entertaining viewing experiences I had this past year.  Yeah, like the best horror comedies it has enough genuine darkness that it CAN be genuinely scary when it wants to be, but given the sheer (literal) batshit craziness of its premise this is a BONKERS FILM, and so it wisely embraces its sheer lampoonery to full effect without reservation.  Not that it’s overly surprising – director Chris McKay cut his teeth helming The Lego Batman Movie before branching out into live action with Amazon’s criminally underrated time travelling alien invasion blockbuster The Tomorrow War, both of which were excellent vehicles for him to master the gloriously anarchic style that he finally unleashes fully formed for this brilliant alternative sequel to the classic Universal Dracula movie with Bela Lugosi.  That being said, the big box office draw here was always going to be Nicolas Cage, who pays loving tribute to Lugosi as the infamous Count, kicking into his typical “manic” setting to chew the scenery with ruthless abandon and, as a result, frequently steal the show right out from under Nicholas Hoult as his titular ghoul manservant, the long-suffering Robert Montague Renfield, who just wants the opportunity to finally find a real, simple life for himself and thinks he can pull it off in modern day New Orleans, only for his Master to himself become inspired by Renfield’s newfound ambition and set his sights on world domination with the help of the Lobos, a brutal local crime family.  Thankfully Hoult DOES manage to hold his own in his scenes with Cage, as always proving ADEPTLY talented enough to deliver another winningly endearing performance while playing perhaps the single most pathetic specimen of his career to date … meanwhile the thoroughly adorable Awkwafina once again proves she’s well on the way to becoming the PREMIER kooky goofball female comedic lead in Hollywood as Rebecca Quincy, the one truly honest cop in one of the most corrupt police forces in all of America, who winds up falling for Renfield’s hangdog charm and puppy-dog eyes as he inadvertently becomes the key to her quest to bring down the Lobos after they murdered her legendary detective father.  Shohreh Aghdashloo brings a much needed touch of class to proceedings as Bellafrancesca Lobo, the family’s seductively sly matriarch, while Space Force and Sonic the Hedgehog’s Ben Schwarz is a frequent non-PC laugh riot all on his own as her entitled constant disappointment of a son Teddy, and Ghosts’ Brandon Scott Jones is lovably flaky as the leader of Renfield’s endearingly pathetic support group for people trapped in toxic co-dependent relationships.  This genuinely is a DEEPLY FUNNY FILM, perfectly geared up for a maximum hit count with the one-liners, in-jokes and situations, but then there’s no surprise here since writer Ryan Ridley (adapting a pitch from The Walking Dead’s original creator Robert Kirkman) is a seasoned veteran of TV comedy, particularly well known as an alumnus of the similarly edgy and madcap Rick & Morty, and this carries a lot of the same twisted, anarchic charm as that rightly beloved series, just in a much more big budget live action form.  It’s also SPECTACULARLY bloodthirsty when it wants to be, the welcome reliance on what are clearly LARGELY physical effects meaning that this movie is another gore-hound’s wet dream, even if the film does mostly play the horror elements for laughs throughout, and it’s an impressively inventive and chaotic beast in THAT regard too, delivering some of the most gloriously OTT splatter-fuelled action sequences I’ve seen in a good while whenever Renfield eats a bug and gets an ultraviolent power boost.  Altogether this is definitely some of the most fun I had at the cinema this past year, and I’ll admit I wouldn’t mind a bit more of this if they DID fancy trying the sequel road after all …

8.  LEAVE THE WORLD BEHIND – Mr Robot was one of THE all-time great TV revelations of the 2010s, creator/showrunner Sam Esmail becoming a genuinely challenging counter-culture voice responsible for hard-hitting, thought-provoking material which really shook up the status quo.  Shocking, then, that his only real notable foray onto the BIG screen was with the offbeat but ultimately overlooked romantic comedy fantasy Comet, but that balance has FINALLY been redressed almost a decade later with this powerhouse leftfield tour-de-force dystopian apocalyptic thriller from Netflix.  Adapting the already hard-hitting, critically acclaimed novel by Rumaan Alam, Esmail wastes no time in weaving a spell of subtly inexplicable unease as we follow a family of well-to-do New Yorkers who take the opportunity to get out of the city for a break on the coast after renting someone else’s house for a long weekend, only for the owners to suddenly return in the night with tales of a blackout and more bafflingly worrying events unfolding in the outside world, hoping they can stay too until they know more.  Feelings of distrust and paranoia immediately settle in and refuse to leave even as the two families warily get to know one another, but then things are getting WEIRD – the internet and TV are DOWN, drones are dropping indecipherable foreign propaganda from the skies and there are sudden bursts of head-splitting noise coming from SOMEWHERE … all too slowly it becomes clear that something truly terrible is happening, and that there’s more than just rumoured cyber-attacks at work here.  This really is CHILD’S PLAY for Esmail, who’s clearly having a wild old time crafting a twisting, unnervingly unsettling suspense thriller which sticks the knife in and keeps on twisting as things get more worryingly desperate, all while casting a deeply critical eye on the state of modern society, capitalism, pop culture and pervading racial and social divides.  Julia Roberts and Ethan Hawke are both typically EXCELLENT as Amanda and Clay Sandford, the white liberal upper class couple who find their deep-seated preconceptions forming their perceptions as they’re forced to deal with the as always truly MAGNIFICENT Mahershala Ali’s cultured stockbroker G.H. Scott and his brash, opinionated daughter Ruth (Industry and Bodies Bodies Bodies’ Myha’la), while there’s a brief but unsurprisingly POTENT turn from Kevin Bacon as Danny, the exact kind of paranoid, doomsday prepping redneck who’s probably gonna survive this coming apocalypse JUST FINE.  There’s SO MUCH to unpack and explore in this film, it’s definitely one of those film’s that rewards repeat viewing with neat little twists, fascinatingly subtle hints and clues which lead to insidiously profound payoffs and more sneaky little easter eggs than you could EVER spot on a single viewing, leading to a truly HORRIFYING existential climax which will lead to many a sleepless night given the way this world seems to be heading.  Speculative science fiction or worryingly potent prophecy?  Only time will tell, I guess …

7.  SPIDER-MAN: ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE – the animated feature that completely CHANGED THE GAME at the end of the last DECADE getting a sequel was pretty much a no-brainer, but it didn’t make the wait any easier, and after COVID put a dent in so many of the big releases coming forward this was definitely one of the most painful delays for me.  Finally getting to see it was, therefore, ONE HELL of a cathartic release of tension, so much that even later discovering that not everything was exactly GOOD in the production studios at the time (namely the animators being crunched LIKE CRAZY by the ever-shifting nature of the vision they were being asked to realise, leading to a toxic working environment for many, which is NEVER cool) still didn’t dent my truly AWED appreciation for the finished film.  Seriously, this is THE BEST animated feature we saw this past year, and ALREADY a strong candidate for best animated feature of THIS DECADE (although that’s likely to change if the incoming sequel turns out to be as good, if not BETTER, which it probability WILL).  Honestly, I could end the review right here just with that recommendation, it’s GENUINELY THAT GOOD, people.  But I still got a job to do here, so … once again, Miles Morales (Dope’s Shameik Moore), the new Spider-Man in his world, is at the centre of a whirlwind of narrative chaos as a new arch-nemesis he never knew he had emerges to hold him to account for what he did when he destroyed the Kingpin’s interdimensionally destructive supercollider in the first film – the Spot (Jason Schwartzman), a former scientist at Alchemax who got turned into a walking mass of unstable wormholes when he got hit with the full brunt of all that quantum energy.  As he embarks on his quest to take his misguided revenge on Miles, his interdimensional spree of carnage leads our Spider-Man to become connected with a Multiverse-spanning cadre of Spider-People, led by the spectacularly stern Spider-Man of Earth 2099, Miguel O’Hara (Oscar Isaac), who police the various Earths in order to combat and remove “anomalies” that arise to threaten them … and

the Spot is a BIG ONE of those.  Oh, and Gwen Stacy (Hailee Steinfeld), the Spider-Woman Miles most definitely fell for in the first film, has started working with them too after her own father, police Captain George Stacy (Shea Wigham), who’s had it in for their Spider-Woman after she was mistakenly framed for the death of their Earth’s Peter Parker, discovered her secret identity and made her run from her own dimension as a result …yeah, it sounds pretty complicated, but this whole twisted labyrinth is, nonetheless, unveiled in the exact same super-slick, viewer-friendly way the first film pulled off its own exposition, which just makes more room for all the FUN as we get to follow our old favourites and a whole host of fascinating NEW incarnations of our favourite arachnid-themed superhero on their various insane adventures.  This is JUST AS SPECTACULAR in terms of action, character work, pure invention and sheer, unrivalled SPECTACLE as its predecessor, in many places upping the wow factor SIGNIFICANTLY (particularly during a particularly colourful visit to the distinctly Indian-flavoured alternative version of New York called Mumbattan, which is the stomping ground of one of the film’s most memorable new Spider-folk, the irrepressibly chipper Pavitr Prabhakar, voiced by Deadpool’s thoroughly brilliant Karan Soni).  Indeed, the most fun we have throughout this movie is definitely getting to hang out not only with our old friends but all these newcomers too, with Pavitr being joined by the fascinating likes of the very coolest Spider-Woman after Gwen, Jess Drew (Awkward Black Girl’s Issa Rae), digital avatar Margo Kess/Spider-Byte (The Hunger Games’ Amandla Stenberg), overly-angsty living Todd McFarlane comic panel Ben Reily/Scarlet Spider (the incomparable Andy Samberg) and even Mayday Parker, the impossibly adorable new baby daughter of Jake Johnson’s welcome returning fan-favourite OG Peter Parker (and, of course, Miles’ original mentor from the first movie), who’s ALREADY got her spider-powers, while Miguel is a FANTASTIC character, brooding like a champ and sometimes proving to be as much of an EXTREMELY EFFECTIVE villain in the story as the Spot, especially once his beef

with Miles is revealed … but at the end of the day, ALL of these new arrivals thoroughly PALE in comparison to one of this film’s BEST secret weapons, Hobie Brown/Spider Punk (Daniel Kaluuya getting to use his normal accent for once), a misfit non-conformist anarchist JOY with one hell of a problem with authority (Miguel’s IN PARTICULAR) who effortlessly steals our hearts just as much as EVERY SINGLE SCENE he’s in.  That being said, it really is SO GREAT having our old crew back – Miles and Gwen are SO SWEET, their chemistry is just OFF THE BLOODY CHARTS without them even trying, and I adore every single scene of them together, never mind their own individual storylines (it’s PARTICULARLY great getting to see Gwen herself get a SIGNIFICANTLY enlarged narrative presence this time round, becoming JUST as important in this story as Miles himself), while any time we get to spend with Johnson’s Peter is pure gold, and we get to spend even more time with Miles’ wonderful, loving, hard-working parents Jeff and Rio Morales (Brian Tyree Henry and Lauren Velez), which is ALWAYS a plus.  Needless to say, this is a whole LOAD of fun, shot through with the same classic winning humour, wild invention, visionary experimentation, thematic resonance and pure geeky in-joke easter egg-packing FAN SERVICE that made the first film such a winner, but it also comes through BIG TIME with more of those wicked FEELS, this time ramping things up FAR MORE with the serious emotional HEFT as we’re presented with some truly DEVASTATING character arcs whose after effects are gonna be felt for A VERY LONG TIME after.  The fact that this is just the first half of a two-part SAGA, with Beyond the Spider-Verse currently in the works, means that we can look forward to PLENTY MORE, although here’s hoping that this time they give their animators a little more BREATHING ROOM to get it done right WITHOUT having to break their backs in the process, yeah?  Then again, with the writers’ AND actors’ strike barely over, the likelihood of THAT is pretty strong …

6.  OPPENHEIMER – really, is there ANY SURPRISE over this placing so high?  You know what a MASSIVE Christopher Nolan fan I am, and him making a proper EPIC historical biopic examining the career and achievements of the father of nuclear power was GUARANTEED to not only grab my attention but also thoroughly please the serious high-brow cinema appreciator buried inside me over all that action junkie, superhero fanboy and sci-fi-nut stuff … but yeah, this was ALWAYS gonna be a fucking amazing film, wasn’t it?  Nolan’s most regular acting collaborator (outside of Michael Caine, anyway), Cillian Murphy, stars as J. Robert Oppenheimer, the theoretical physicist who spearheaded the Manhattan Project which led to the creation of the very first viable nuclear weapons which were then used by the American military to destroy the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki and end the Second World War.  On the surface he seems like a driven, visionary man with a real fascination for the science he’s pioneering, but also a cool pragmatism which makes him the ideal man to usher in this astounding technological achievement, but as the film unfolds in Nolan’s typical non-linear narrative fashion we discover a far more complex man than we first supposed, Murphy unveiling Oppenheimer’s deep-seeded fears about the frighteningly real dangers his Project could give birth to.  After all, he may have been the father of the Modern World, but this particular creation also gave rise to a century of technological horrors and a whole new, long lasting Cold War.   Anyway, this is UNDENIABLY the greatest performance of Murphy’s career, if he doesn’t at least get an Oscar nod for this there’s no justice in the world, while, in typical Nolan fashion, the rest of the rich ensemble cast is a genuine embarrassment of riches, from Emily Blunt as Oppenheimer’s long-suffering wife Kitty and Florence Pugh as his ill-fated Communist mistress Jean Tatlock to Matt Damon as his nominal “boss”, Gen. Leslie Groves, Kenneth Brannagh as his mentor and idol Niels Bohr, the mighty Tom Conti as the even MORE awesome Albert Einstein and even Robert Downey Jr. in a particularly KEY role as Oppenheimer’s one-time colleague and later rival, Atomic Energy commissioner Lewis Strauss, who dominates the parallel narrative throughline presented over the course of the film as his own efforts to discredit and destroy the great man ultimately end up coming back to bite his own political ambitions.  To a man, they’re all as MAGNIFICENT as the rest of the film, which is a fascinating journey into the dark heart of one of the greatest but also most historically and socially destructive scientific achievements in the history of the world, the man who ushered it in, and the hell he then went through afterwards when he then tried to make sure we didn’t make it SO MUCH WORSE once we had the power to destroy ourselves.  It’s a film that raises extremely tough questions, and what answers we ARE able to come to are every bit as terrifying as any of the consequences that are either seen or merely suggested here.  Nolan is, as always, A MASTER in the director’s chair as much as in the screenwriter’s corner, bringing his usual visionary flair and artistic brilliance to craft yet more of his trademark IMAX-rocking BEAUTY and opulence, while his sneaky, snaky narrative shenanigans once again frame things in ingenious, challenging and sometimes emotionally DEVASTATING ways before we’re brought to the bittersweet denouement.  Tenet composer Ludwig Goransson’s expansive, evocative score is, ultimately, just the icing on the cake, making an already amazing film even more noteworthy.  If this ain’t the toast of the Awards Season they really didn’t pay attention …

5.  THE CREATOR – if ever there could be a film that would decry the state of the modern blockbuster blueprint, it’s this one.  Seriously, that fact that something THIS fresh and original could flop in a market so saturated with cookie-cutter franchises and exhausted expanded-universe IPs just says it all, doesn’t it?  Writer-director Gareth Edwards (along with screenwriter Chris Weitz, who previously worked with him on Rogue One) has had a look at our encroaching terror at the pervading rise of AI, taken a step back and looked at what COULD potentially happen if we actually end up OVERREACTING and blaming it for something which is actually entirely our fault … cue a troubling delve into a dystopian future where, after the accidental nuking of Los Angeles due to defence-Ai programming human error, the West has uniformly turned again artificial intelligence and set about waging an uncompromising war against it and the sentient androids it’s spawned.  These survivors have fled to the more sympathetic nations of New Asia, but the oppressive machinations of the Western coalition and their obsessive hunt for the AI’s creator, Nimata, have given birth to a terrifying weapon, the deadly orbital weapons platform NOMAD.  John David Washington is Joshua Taylor, a US Army sergeant who lost an arm and a leg in the LA blast, and then what innocence he had left in a subsequent ill-fated infiltration mission in New Asia, who’s drawn back into the fight by his former commanders when evidence emerges that his supposedly dead wife, Maya (an enjoyably complex turn from Gemma Chan), the daughter of Nimata he met and fell in love with on that mission, is still alive and in possession of a devastating weapon which they need to get hold of before it can be used to destroy the West.  Going in with a special forces team, Joshua discovers that this so-called weapon is actually Alphie, an android child (newcomer Madeleine Yuna) with the power to control electronic devices, and he finds that the truth is nothing like what was led to believe … Edwards and Weitz have created a spellbinding science-fiction MASTERPIECE here, a breathlessly thrilling and expansively EPIC science fiction war saga which takes some challenging and thought-provoking ideas and heavy themes and takes a very interesting direction in their interpretation while posing profound questions about the nature of humanity, morality and love, all while delivering a truly intoxicating masterclass in peerless world-building, brought to astonishing living, breathing reality through some of the most seamlessly engineered visual effects I have EVER seen in a feature film (then again, Edwards DID start out as a visual effects artist, so he knows the game INSIDE AND OUT).  Washington is an unusually complex, multi-layered hero as Joshua, fallible and driven by selfish desires but ultimately finding something much bigger than himself to believe in, while Yuna is a revelation, a sweet and inspiring little light in the darkness, while mighty support from the likes of Alison Janney, Ken Watanabe, Marc Manchaca (Ozark, The Outsider, No One Gets Out Alive) and Ralph Ineson rounds things out nicely.  Powerful, inventive, affecting and endlessly thought-provoking, this deserves to be remembered not only as one of the most rewardingly original and genuinely brilliant movies of 2023, but of the entire decade, and I think it’s a genuine crime it wasn’t a massive hit like it deserved to be.  Audiences really did SLEEP on this one …

4.  MISSION: IMPOSSIBLE – DEAD RECKONING, PART ONE – really, there should be NO SURPRISE that this topped off my list for the summer.  I may have grown up with James Bond, and I LOVE the Jason Bourne movies too, but the Tom Cruise-starring cinematic adaptation of the classic TV spy show has been MY ABSOLUTELY FAVOURITE espionage-based film franchise since JJ Abrams established the tried-and-tested formula for the series with 2006’s seminal classic third entry.  That being said, the franchise didn’t find its strongest voice until Cruise brought Jack Reacher writer-director Christopher McQuarrie (The Usual Suspects, The Way of the Gun) on board for the dynamite fifth instalment, Rogue Nation, which was so fucking brilliant and well received by both critics AND audiences that Paramount saw fit to retain his services on the EVEN BETTER follow-up, Fallout, which came DAMN CLOSE to equalling the heights of Sam Mendes’ Bond masterpiece Skyfall … so of course it was a NO-BRAINER for him to return once again for this two-part intended send-off for Cruise’s seemingly immortal superspy, Ethan Hunt, as he not only faces his deadliest foes to date, but also a very dark ghost from his own past.  As with its predecessor, this is another spy flick where knowing as little as possible going in works best for your enjoyment, suffice to say that this time Ethan and his loyal friends, master hacker Luther Stickel (the legendary Ving Rhames), tech wizard Benji Dunn (Simon Pegg) and former MI6 spook Ilsa Faust (Dune’s Rebecca Ferguson), really have their work cut out for them when they’re forced to go rogue yet again in order to track down and deactivate a supermassive AI program known as the Entity which has become fully self-aware, broken free of its constraints and is now wreaking havoc throughout the internet and beyond. 

Unfortunately this seemingly unstoppable digital force has enlisted the aid of a particularly dangerous “avatar” to represent its concerns in the real world, a mysterious terrorist known as Gabriel (Ozark’s Esai Morales) who seems to be following a dark agenda of his own.  The ensuing race against time takes in a grand tour of impressively picturesque locales, a collection of winningly well-written characters and a series of knuckle-whitening, visually arresting action sequences that have long since proven to be McQuarrie’s bread-and-butter just as much as his ingeniously twisty labyrinthine plots and sparky, sharp-witted quickfire dialogue, again showing that he really is THE VERY BEST filmmaker that Paramount could EVER have found for this franchise.  Needless to say, Cruise is as spectacular as ever in what really has become the very best role he’s EVER HAD, by this point basically just INHABITING Ethan’s easy charm, admirably solid, unswerving moral principles and truly INCREDIBLE physical prowess, delivering equally well in the truly insane stunt-work which WE KNOW FULL WELL IS ALL HIM as he does in the acting stakes; meanwhile Rhames, Pegg and Ferguson once again shine bright in their now comfortably well-established roles while still managing to bring fresh depths and interesting new arcs to their well-worn characters, we get a lot more of The Crown’s Vanessa Kirby’s intriguing notorious second-generation arms dealer Alanna Mitsopoulis/the White Widow, and it’s an IMMENSE pleasure to finally welcome back the first film’s prickly yet verbose antagonist Eugene Kitteridge (Henry Czerny), Ethan and Luther’s former boss in the IMF, in a far much expansive role this time round.  Meanwhile the franchise newcomers all impress as well, Morales easily proving to be the series’ VERY BEST VILLAIN to date as he menaces, seduces and murders his way through the story, brutally tearing our heroes’ lives apart as he pursues his mysterious master’s nefarious ends, while we get a brand new series heroine in the form of Grace (the MCU’s own Peggy Carter, Hayley Atwell), a sly and duplicitous professional thief who essentially stumbles into the thick of the action before becoming Ethan’s EXTREMELY unwilling accomplice; meanwhile there’s strong support from Shea Wigham and Greg Tarzan Davis (who previously worked with Cruise on Top Gun: Maverick) as Briggs and Degas, a pair of US Intelligence agents sent to chase down the rogue IMF crew, and Cary Elwes as Denlinger, a particularly duplicitous US Director of National Intelligence.  And then there’s Paris … ah Paris, my sweet, psychotic demon child.  Guardians of the Galaxy’s Pom Klementieff actually gets to be FRENCH again as Gabriel’s unpredictably lethal pet killer, and she’s an absolute JOY throughout, so delightfully unhinged that she makes every second of her screentime an undeniable pleasure, and as a result she’s BY FAR my favourite character in this.  Altogether, this is about as perfect as spy cinema gets, McQuarrie and his cast and crew working tirelessly to deliver not only the very best film in the series to date, but also the best film I saw all summer, very nearly my action cinema highlight of the whole year, and one of the VERY BEST spy movies I have EVER SEEN.  Given the shake-up from the Strikes it’s not clear if we’re REALLY gonna get to see Dead Reckoning Part Two in May 2025 like it’s been slated since getting pushed back from its summer ’24 release,but whenever it DOES finally arrive, I KNOW it’ll be worth the wait … it just has to be bloody INCREDIBLE to be better than THIS ONE …

3.  JOHN WICK CHAPTER 4 – and so, it has come to this … honestly, who’d have thunk it, back in 2014 when the first movie came out and (rightly) became a surprise sleeper hit that went a long way to revitalising Keanu Reeves’ career for a SECOND TIME as he found THE GREATEST ROLE HE’S EVER HAD, that almost a decade later it would’ve blown up into something THIS BIG?!!!  I mean sure, back then it definitely was The Little Movie That Could, but still … well, after two increasingly BIG sequels which each maintained a surprisingly impressive level of quality throughout, the fourth and final John Wick chapter is finally here, and GODS is it good.  I mean it’s FUCKING BRILLIANT.  It just might be THE BEST ONE YET.  Certainly it’s proving to be the most well received, landing BY FAR the best rating on Rotten Tomatoes and it genuinely seems like almost nobody has ANYTHING bad to say about this movie, even the CRITICS largely seem to LIKE this one.  And it deserves every lick of love it’s been getting, this is definitely both the pinnacle of the series AND a perfect swansong for the greatest assassin in cinema history.  I don’t wanna give too much away about the plot, even those who HAVE seen what’s come before shouldn’t be spoiled, even if these movies have never exactly been SHAKESPEARE in their construction they do still frequently leave you guessing in the best ways as to how they’ll turn out, and this one is definitely no exception.  I’ll just say that, after all the killing John’s done to get to this point, his one-man-war with the international criminal network’s High Table has finally reached its zenith as Winston (the great Ian McShane), the Manager of the newly-demolished Manhattan Continental Hotel, gives him the means to finally find a way to get out and find peace while he’s still alive – namely by challenging the Marquis Vincent de Gramont (Bill Skarsgard), a high-ranking Table member who’s taken it upon himself to rid the criminal underworld of the “cancer” that John and his constant disrespect have wrought, to single combat in a ritualistic duel in order to take his place at The Table should he win.  The

subsequent battle that ensues as John sets about facilitating this duel and the fallout that follows as he fights his way to that final, fateful meeting fuels the film in HIGH STYLE, so that even though this movie’s almost THREE HOURS LONG it never feels overlong or outstays its welcome.  Once again the cast are all ON FIRE, Reeves once again proving that he is just about THE BEST LOOKING and most interesting action star working in Hollywood today when he’s mowing down endless bad guys with a stoic expression and the odd deadpan response, the role once again VERY MUCH playing to his strengths, while McShane and Laurence Fishburne (returning once again as the dethroned Bowery King) are both on fine form throughout, and it’s both a pleasure and privilege but also a genuine heartbreaking SHAME to watch the late Lance Reddick deliver one of his very last performances as Charon, the noble and quietly charismatic Concierge of the Manhattan Continental (at least he also shot one more turn as the character for the upcoming Ana de Armas-starring spinoff feature Ballerina, so it’s not QUITE the end); meanwhile the newcomers all serve admirably as well, with Skarsgard particularly impressing as one of the franchise’s best villains to date, slimy, entitled and exquisitely arrogant, the kind of Big Bad you just LOVE to hate, Wynnona Earp’s Shamier Anderson is a delightful revelation as Mr Nobody, a precocious up-and-coming hitman talent who certainly has a whole lot of potential for a possible future spinoff franchise of his own within this larger universe, Donnie Yen excels as usual as Cain, a former friend of John’s that the Marquis brings out of forced retirement in order to take the unkillable Baba Yaga out (clearly the filmmakers saw his blind badass take in Rogue One and they were like yeah, let’s have a whole lot more of THAT), Hiroyuki Sanada once more delivers effortless class and cool gravitas as Koji, the honourable and principled Manager of the Osaka Continental, and Scott Adkins is viciously impressive but also thoroughly surprising in an almost unrecognisable prosthetic getup as Killa Harkan, the brutish Head of the High Table in Berlin.  In the end, though, we’re once again here primarily to MARVEL at all the action exploits on display while wallowing in some of the richest and most well-crafted world-building there’s EVER BEEN on the big screen – this is a thoroughly fascinating universe, realised with

exquisite precision with so many cool little winks and nods and in-jokes to make the geeks among us grin and chuckle with sheer joy over the immense bounty on display, while veteran stuntman-turned-director Chad Stahelski once again wrangles some of the VERY BEST cinematic action EVER COMMITTED TO FILM in a series of astonishing and punishing set-pieces bravely executed with nary a visual effect in sight.  There are almost TOO MANY cool action beats in this movie to count, although the final BIG sequence, in which John fights his way up the spectacular but infamously punishing Stairs of Montmartre in Paris against an endless onslaught of thugs all determined to not let him reach the top, which includes one of the BIGGEST belly laughs I have EVER HAD at the cinema in my life, as much just over the joke’s sheer, ingenious AUDACITY, has to be the film’s undeniable highlight (closely followed by a genuinely INSANE run/gun/drive chase/shootout/fight sequence through the sheer chaos of the traffic around the Arc de Triomphe – every single one of these sequences is thrilling, they’re adrenaline fuelled and each crafted with such precision but also brilliantly varied inventiveness that it NEVER leads to vicarious battle fatigue.  Best of all, though, as with the previous film’s there’s a surprising amount of soul and heart and heft to the film too, which ultimately leads to a climax which is both immensely satisfying but also pretty devastating in its emotional power.  Altogether then, this was EASILY my action movie of the year, a fitting climax to an franchise which has come to SET THE BENCHMARK for this entire genre, and, honestly, just a damn fine movie in its own right.

2.  NO ONE WILL SAVE YOU – the scariest movie I saw in 2023 is a very strange beast indeed, a genuinely original and very leftfield piece of work despite tackling one of the most classic movie plot tropes out there – the alien invasion of a small American town.  What makes this such a noteworthy piece of work is that this film plays almost ENTIRELY without dialogue … SERIOUSLY, throughout the entire film’s run there’s only a SINGLE line of actual spoken dialogue delivered by its lead, the rest of the film relies entirely on sound effects and Joseph Trapanese’s atmospheric score alongside visual storytelling cues to gets its narrative across.  It’s an incredibly brave prospect and one which I’ll admit I wasn’t even EXPECTING when I first sat down to watch Hulu’s most blindingly successful offering of the past year, it kind of snuck up on me realising that nobody was actually SAYING anything, but I still knew EXACTLY what was happening.  This is because there’s ONE HELL of a writer-director at the helm of this project – I’ve been a big fan of Brian Duffield for a while now, having really loved his screenplay work in The Babysitter, Underwater and Love & Monsters, so when he dropped his actual FEATURE DIRECTING DEBUT in the middle of the Pandemic with 2020’s ingenious jet black teen comedy horror Spontaneous I was already onboard and in the aftermath simply COULD NOT WAIT to see what he’d do once he got his hands on a budget decent enough to actually deliver the kind of films he’d already been WRITING.  But even so, this one STILL left me shocked by just HOW FUCKING AMAZING it actually is, seriously, this is almost certainly THE MOST IMPRESSIVE movie I’ve seen in the past year, and DEFINITELY its most important from a filmmaking standpoint.  The story itself revolves almost EXCLUSIVELY around a slightly odd young woman named Brynn (Booksmart and Dopesick’s Kaitlyn Dever) living a seemingly idyllic but ultimately lonely life in her isolated home on the outskirts of a small town which seems to have universally shunned her for some initially unknown past crime … which means that she knows full well that there will, indeed, be NO ONE coming to her rescue when, one night, an alien walks into her home and starts tearing the place up using devastating telekinetic powers.  She

manages to escape after accidentally killing the creature, but this simply makes things worse as, when morning comes, she discovers that the whole town is in the middle of a subtle but TERRIFYING alien invasion and that they seem to have marked her as a particular threat.  From this beautifully simple starting point, Duffield has crafted a simply PERFECT scary movie, exquisitely paced and relentlessly driven as we hit the ground running the moment night falls after that initial time taken to establish Brynn’s place in the story, and he never lets off the brakes again until we reach the end.  This is a genuinely TERRIFYING piece of sci-fi horror, with the varied creatures in particular presented in impressively near flawless standards of CGI which really should be used as a major benchmark moving forward with the artform, while the frequent and substantial knuckle-whitening set-pieces are executed with a precision that verges on the simply RUTHLESS throughout.  It all plays out with a surprising denouement which feels cathartically PERFECT for everything that came before once you think about it a little, and the whole endeavour is aided ENORMOUSLY by the MASSIVE contribution of the film’s star herself – this is essentially a one woman show, and Dever easily proves the equal of the task, delivering an immensely potent performance that makes the striking lack of dialogue an ultimate significant VIRTUE since she’s able to convey SO MUCH with just a look, no matter the scene, so you find yourself latching onto her in the first ten minutes, meaning that when it goes from bad to worse to truly NIGHTMARISH you’re thoroughly invested in her desperate fight for survival.  This really is a star-making role, and I don’t doubt she’s due for a MAJOR raise in her profile moving forward … altogether this is a genuine MASTERPIECE, easily one of the undeniable HIGHLIGHTS of the past cinematic year and a great sign of things to come, one would hope, should the rest of Hollywood take notice.  Only time will tell … in the meantime take my advice, check it out and experience something TRULY SPECIAL …

1.  DUNGEONS & DRAGONS: HONOUR AMONG THIEVES – so what, then, could POSSIBLY have beaten such astounding fare to the top spot this time round?  If you’d asked me that at the year’s start I DEFINITELY wouldn’t have thought it could be THIS … I mean SURE, I love D&D as much as the next geek, but even so this felt like SUCH a shameless cinematic cash-grab from Wizards of the Coast and Disney (producing through Paramount) that I felt there was NO WAY it could REALLY be an actual GOOD FILM.  At best I was expecting to be mildly entertained by a serviceable guilty pleasure, something that’s good for a Saturday night-in with a pizza and a six pack, not a genuine MASTERPIECE of cinematic adaptation.  And yet, it turns out that’s EXACTLY what we got – this film has ONE HUNDRED PERCENT clearly been made with the utmost love and respect for the source material because the only possible interpretation for the way they wrote this was by taking Player’s and Dungeon Master’s handbooks, a Monster Manual, some character sheets and a few dice bags and just turning the mini-campaign that ensued into a two-hour screenplay.  It’s clear that they are heavily steeped in respect and knowledge of the game itself, or were at least CONSTANTLY advised by experts who are, because this movie is AT EVERY STEP a pretty much PERFECT representation of the Forgotten Realms setting, the bestiary and even the game mechanics themselves IN ACTION, and it EVEN colours the way that the plot is laid out, how the characters interact and how some of the action sequences go.  (Seriously – a perfectly executed knockout on a knife-wielding hostage taker with a hurled potato?  That’s the Barbarian’s player landing a Natural 20 Critical Hit on their Attack Roll.  It love it.)  Sure, the results are likely to INFURIATE some people who think a little too highly about how FORMALLY WRITTEN their cinema should be, but for most folk this actually makes for a refreshingly honest and pretty unique piece of cinematic storytelling that actually works DAMN NEAR PERFECTLY from start to finish.  It also helps that the writer-director duo in

charge here are a pair of stalwart comedy movie veterans, namely Jonathan Goldstein and John Francis Daly of Horrible Bosses, Vacation and Spider-Man: Homecoming fame, whose extremely enjoyable previous directorial collab Game Night actually likely provided a useful throughline for them to get into tackling this one.  The main cast of dysfunctional heroes we follow through the story are even put together like a typical motley band of player characters – Chris Pine once again proves that he’s at his best when he’s doing broad comedy, thoroughly delightful as self-centred, opportunistic roguish Bard Edgin Darvis who, along with his platonic partner, tough-but-fair and sweetly naïve Barbarian warrior Holga Kilgore (played to absolute PERFECTION by Michelle Rodriguez in what’s UNDOUBTEDLY the best role she’s ever had, and definitely my FAVOURITE character here), enlists the help of bumbling, neuroses-riddled half-elf Sorcerer Simon Aumar (Pokémon Detective Pikachu’s Justice Smith, twitchy, unsure of himself and UTTERLY adorable) and shape-shifting Tiefling Druid Doric (It’s Sophia Lillis, forthright, dependable and immediately done with all of Edgin’s shit) to help them knock over the accumulated fortune of their one-time colleague, Rogue-turned-nobleman Forge Fitzwilliam (Hugh Grant once again expertly bringing home the scheming sleaze persona he’s perfected in more recent years now he’s finally said goodbye to his earlier days as an upper class heartthrob) and foil the dastardly machinations of the monstrous undead Red Wizard Sofina (a genuinely chilling and unsettling turn from Shadow & Bone’s Daisy Head); meanwhile there’s a top-notch supporting cast of “DM-controlled NPCs” that help the story flow and breathe as effortlessly as the main stars, from Bridgerton’s Rege-Jean Page as deliciously dry Paladin Xenk Yendar, the obviously-overpowered PC from another campaign that the DM brings in to help the party out when things go COMPLETELY WRONG for them, and Chloe Coleman (Gunpowder Milkshake) as Edgin’s estranged young daughter Kira, to Bradley Cooper in a truly INSPIRED and genuinely hilarious cameo as Holga’s decidedly diminutive ex-husband Marlamin.  Every single one of these is a well-rounded, living-and-breathing vital person in their own right, and the writers have crafted them and their misadventures with proper precision throughout, while the world has been realised with genuine skill and clear loving attention to detail, as well as a welcome reliance on real sets and locations and good old fashioned physical make-up and animatronics over pure digital effects wherever possible.  There are some pretty spectacular action sequences on offer here (the Underdark sequence with a decidedly overweight dragon is a particular highlight, although my personal favourite has to be the scene in which Doric has to pull off an unexpected escape by Wildshaping between different animal forms, all unfolding in a spectacular unbroken “single” take), but in the end this film is, first and foremost, a COMEDY, and while there’s plenty of heart and pathos on offer, as well as more than a little genuine DARKNESS here and there, ultimately almost everything is VERY MUCH played for laughs, and the end result is definitely the funniest film I encountered this past year.  It’s also just about the most effortlessly ENDEARING film I’ve come across in a very long time, and I have to admit I am SO GLAD that it managed to defy my low expectations SO MUCH, I feel VERY HAPPILY HUMBLED that I was proved SO WRONG this time round.  I’m genuinely hopeful that we get LOADS MORE of this going forward, I’d love a whole campaign’s worth of movies to grow out of this humble one-shot.  Best get those D20s rolling again, guys!

#2023 in movies #nimona #renfield #leave the world behind #spider man across the spider verse #oppenheimer #the creator #mission impossible dead reckoning part one #john wick chapter 4 #no one will save you #dungeons and dragons honour among thieves

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Blinding Lights

Happy Fathers Day to all the amazing dads out there!!

Warnings: sensory issues, cursing, bad teachers, crying, mentions of absent fathers, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Oliver Queen x sibling reader

Request: Oooo when you can, could you do dialogue #28 with teen!reader x arrow verse (reader is Oliver and Thea’s adopted younger sibling) where reader ended up having a mental break down at school and when Oliver came to pick them up he asks if he can hug them? Reader has sensory issues and isn’t very fond of touch, but they allow him because they have grown super close to him over time and they are ok with the feeling of his swester or something?

Request by: @mictodii

(Sorry this took so long and if this isn’t what you wanted, and if it’s not then just lmk and I’ll try to fix it!!)

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Summary: When you have a mental breakdown at school, there’s one person you can count on to make you feel better. The person that you’ve always been able to count on

A/N: This is really short; Also, I’ve never written a character with sensory issues before so I’m so sorry if I got this wrong!; and the bolded is the dialogue prompt

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

You were yet to fully calm down, your breathing coming out in quick and ragged breaths instead of the slow and steady deep ones like the teacher had told you to do.

It wasn't like you could help it though, the teachers hadn’t even tried to help you fully calm down before sitting you down in the small waiting room near the office. And staring at the beige walls with no decorations whatsoever was beginning to make you claustrophobic.

The lights were too bright- so bright- that you felt like your head was spinning.

You tried to drop it into your hands, but your forehead touched the scratchy material of your sweater, and you immediately snapped your head up immediately, unable to stand the feeling.

No matter what you did, nothing could calm you down. And nobody was left in the room after the teachers exited to talk to your brother, not even allowing you to go see him.

They had apparently called him when you had run out of a classroom in the middle of a lesson and broke down crying in the hallway.

None of the teachers had bothered to ask you why that happened, they just rolled their eyes and scoffed at you for interrupting and ruining their lessons.

The truth was, the stress of all the final exams coming up and all of the work that you had to do became far too much for you and you couldn’t stand it anymore.

You had tried very hard to suppress whatever it was that you were feeling, just at least until you got into the safety of your own home, but the more you tried to suppress it, the stronger the feeling became.

Finally, just as you thought you were about to start crying again, the door opened and Oliver came into view.

His eyes were soft upon seeing the state you were in, and he gently beckoned with a hand for you to get up, “Come on, Trouble.” He used his childhood nickname for you, “Let’s go home.”

As you walked in front of him, he was careful not to touch you, but made sure to be close enough that you knew he was there for you if you needed him.

He, just like the rest of your friends and family, knew about your sensory issue and they were always sure to respect it in anyway that they could.

When you got to the car, he opened the door for you before jogging to get to his side, closing the door but not yet pulling out, and turned his head to look at you.

All of a sudden it became too much once more, all of the feelings from earlier resurfaced and you found yourself crying your eyes out again.

He let you cry for a moment before hesitantly calling out to you, “N/n… can I hug you?” He asked, not wanting to do anything you were uncomfortable with.

Much to his surprise, you nodded your head.

But he didn’t waste a second on wrapping you into his strong arms and pulling you into the protective comfort of his chest.

He gently held you, stroking your hair softly as he prepared to be pushed away at any moment.

You continued to cry into his chest though, appreciating the comfort that the hug from your older brother brought.

When you finally calmed down enough just to be hiccuping and sniffling, you didn’t pull away right away as you actually leaned closer to Oliver, finding comfort in the feeling of his soft sweater. It calmed you down even more.

After giving yourself another minute, you slowly pulled away from him, looking up at his face to see him already looking right back at you.

You didn’t want to talk about what had happened. You didn’t want to relive that. You didn’t want him to ask about it.

“You don’t have to explain.” He said softly, as if reading your mind.

“Thank you.” You whispered back, feeling so grateful for your brother at that moment.

“There’s no need to thank me.” He paused for a moment, letting the two of you fall into a comfortable silence, “But… I will need to speak with those teachers of yours, they’re real assholes.”

A small smile made its way onto your face when he said that, knowing that he would in fact have a talk with those teachers- and probably be joined by Thea was well.

As you looked at him now, you finally realized just how much your brother did for you, because he cares about you.

How he would respect your need for space and literally leave work in the middle of the day because you were crying at school.

And while your father was never actually around for most of your life, Oliver he was. He was there for you through everything, like a real father should be.

As far as you were concerned, you had the greatest brother in the world, because he could fill that empty void your father had left behind.

Chaotic Hero’s 🤍- @lovanitu @mukbee

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #arrowverse x reader #team arrow #team arrow x reader #oliver queen x platonic! reader #Oliver Queen x sister reader #Oliver Queen x brother reader #Oliver Queen x teen reader #Oliver Queen x sibling reader #thea queen x platonic!reader #thea queen #Oliver Queen #Thea Queen x sister reader #Thea Queen x brother reader #Thea Queen x sibling reader

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This Week in BL - 2022 is the Year of Cheaters

Sept 2022 Wk 4

Being a highly subjective assessment of one tiny corner of the interwebs. Organized by which ones (in each category) I’m enjoying the most.

Ongoing Series - Thai

The Eclipse (Fri YT) Ep 7 of 15 - Screw you GMMTV, that was a dream kiss? That’s some Kdrama bullshit, that is. Still Aye is such a good character, so perceptive, I ADORED his interaction with Kan. Neo is doing an epic job with that role. That was that softest achey stolen kiss in the world. Also this ep = Beach frolic trope and a Make It Right moment.

Vice Versa (Sat on YT) Ep 11 of 12 - DOOM EP was not very doom for an ep 11 (except for the acoustic guitar). Pluen goes back because of what Tun did accidentally, not him, which honestly I kinda like as a twist. I was very confused about the “month long tidal inaction,” did the alt universe have extra moons or something? 

My Only 12% (Fri iQIYI) Ep 7 of 15 - a tear jerker this week and likely next too. Also piggybacking across a bridge, two tropes in one. We about to get the time jump which is going to be interesting. 

Work from Heart (Thurs YouTube) pulp office drama featuring lots of couples starring Gameplay. Started dropping on YT so I picked it up and stuck it into rotation. Poor Dee, his gramps is so overactingly bad, mean, evil, and homophobic. Still there is a sweet little masked meet cute. There’s a bunch of drama around a workplace and other couples all over the rainbow, so that’s fun. Sort of SCOY goes to work. There’s some nifty linguistic stuff going on so I’m actually enjoying this pulp trash. Shocking. Truly TERRIBLE wardrobe tho. And I don’t love Nammon w facial hair. 

Love in the Air (Thurs iQIYI) Ep 6 of 13 - Not a bad episode, I wasn’t mad about it. But that’s kind of how I am with MAME, it’s always up or down and last week’s a cappella counter liftt situation rough, so I’m glad this one was a bit of a break. DUMPSTER FIRE TRASH WATCH ALONG HERE.

Fahlanruk (Sun GaGa) 2 of 12 - I do not like the narrative framing technique of the female blogger/whatever. Her character does not belong in this show. What she hast to say is unnecessary, pat, and boring. In other news we got into KP bathroom territory really quickly. “Do you really like him or do you just want to win?” would appear to be the premise of this show. Both characters are players, cheaters, flirts, and anti-heroes. They better both be deeply wounded or the narrative can’t save them. I’m assuming Sher made himself this way after some similar player type broke his heart. Not sure about Fah. That said, I do like how very gay, switchy, and verse these two are. Although a complete change of underwear in the middle of a sex scene was weird to say the least. I like the side dishes. No surprise there. Still I’m not sure I can take 12 episodes of this nonsense. I contemplated a trash watch but I’m not feeling snark-inspired just sad about it.

Linguistics corner:

Fah is using phi/nai or nong (in a belittling way) with Sher. Sher is using guu/mueng with Fah, Which is highly inappropriate and rude with a phi. These two are linguistically combative, to say the least. Also the show has all the wifey language your a little heart could possibly desire.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Takara-kun and Amagi-kun (Japan Thurs GaGa & Viki) 6 of 8 - No new Ep 6 this week. Have a lovely Shūbun no Hi if you celebrate. Otherwise it’s a good tome to be self reflective and contemplate about life balance etc.. around the Autumnal Equinox. 

Once Again (Korea Fri GaGa) 3-4 of 8 - It’s a little bit more creepy than it is romantic, but it’s also weirdly amusing (this strange kid just keeps hugging him - that’s like 1000x even weirder in Korea than most places) and more enjoyable than it has a right to be. It’s a really interesting take on the childhood crush trope among other things. JaeWoo must seem like SUCH a weirdo to JiHoon. I guess what I’m saying is, it’s odd but tense and well acted, which is a nice change for BL.

More Than Words (Japan indie subbed by furritsubs - TIP ‘EM if you like em!) Adaptation of Etsuko’s two mangas In The Apartment + More Than Words. Has a violent crazy beginning but it is necessary for the story. About a lonely neglected/abused girl and a cheerful kindly popular boy who go to school together and become besties. When they get part-time work at a restaurant, a cute older gay boy enters the picture. This is classic Japanese close-filmed melodrama, and it isn’t a BL. But it is excellent. Can’t be relied on to resolve happily, or even resolve at all. I’m engaged even knowing this, and I love this subber so I’m gonna stick with it.  

It’s Airing But I’m Not Watching It

War of Y - too hard on my soul. Will I watch it eventually? Maybe? Probably not. I think we have and ITSAY situation going on here. Also BL Express was not best pleased, and I while we rarely share taste, in this instance I trust their reporting.

My Tempo - a Thai BL movie about the Thai music industry. Yeah, no thank you. 

Oh My Sunshine Night - I’m scared it’s gonna be sad, so I’m waiting for spies to tell me it’s safe

180 Degree Longitude Passes Through Us - ditto above 

Finished This Week

Coffee Melody (Mon Viki) Ep 10fin - (I am assuming episode 11 is a bts or music video.) The family dinner with the new bf was endearing awkward. We had a classic Korean one year time jump in the last five minutes of the final episode. (Which shoudl be left to Korea. Actually, even Korea should get to have it anymore. We’re done with this trope. I say this on behalf of the international viewing public.) My side crumbs got a cute little mutual kiss, unfortunately ALSO multiple sing your feelings tropes. (Will I ever get a week of BL without this trope?) It will be a long time before I forgive this BL for muffling Pavel’s light this way, I know he can do better. Very disappointing. Ultimately this show is so forgettable I’ve pretty much already forgotten it. 5/10 JUST DULL

Papa & Daddy 2 (Mon GaGa) Ep 8fin - It was a standard execution of the “marriage finale” endemic to most romcoms, just v. gay. I do like that my second lead syndrome got a little prospective action. Did I tear up at the wedding? Of course I did. We have established this before, I am a sap. All in all, this was a serviceable follow up to the first installment in the series, if riddled by unbearably unlikable parents, lack of story, and sappiness. 6/10 WORTH WATCHING BUT FLAWED 

About Youth (Taiwan Mon GaGa) Ep 7-8 of 10 - I thought this was a 10 episode arc so I’m a little sad to find it ending this week. Are we ever going to get an explanation about what happened with the side dishes Taiwan really likes a romantic “one boy balances another boy on wheels” thing. I really wanted Guang to leave his awful parents but Im glad he at least threw the test. And I really appreciated that he sent a video since it was a way for him to accurately communicate his feelings without being interrupted. Cute final kiss! Very squee-worthy. Rainbow was a little on the nose. tho. All in all it was great little BL. Classic YA low drama but high angst, I didn’t even mind the singing, and that’s saying a lot. I wish it had been given a bit more space to breathe, but all in all a great edition to the Taiwanese Bl lexicon which was in dire need of a good sold high school BL. Full review here. 8/10 RECOMMENDED 

Everyone say “Thank you Taiwan, may we have another?” 

Gossip

In a Forbes interview the executive producer of Semantic Error (and CEO of AXIS CPP) revealed that AXIS production will be opening Blue by Blue, a drama label whose first BL project is about vampires. Interview here. 

Kimmon and Copter are reported to star on their 7th BL together, a romantic comedy series, Boy Never Smiles. KimCop aren’t the longest running pair (MaxTul, BoomPeak, OffGun, and KarnNut trade that crown around) but they may now have the most BLs under their collective belts. 

New Thai BL from Uncommon Studio Midnight Fortune adapted from a Y-novel by wickedwish for 2023. The MDL and tag lines are bonkers so I’m not dignifying them here. 

Cutie Pie is getting a least one special episode, The Wedding, we assume. 

Next Week Looks Like This:

Starting: Tomorrow Sept 25, 2022. 

ErthMix’s Cupid’s Last Wish special spin-off mini series Oishi advertisement Ep3 of Magic Of Zero: Zero Supporter on GMMTV’s YouTube. 

Male Entertainer (movie?) from Wayfilm, about a young man who works as an escort to support his family, on their YouTube channel (Trailer)

Monday Sept 26, 2022 

Ai Long Nhai (Thai Mon 10 eps iQIYI) About a man expelled from foreign university who returns to a Thai univ in disgrace and meets A Boy. Adapted from a y-novel, directed by Nob (La Cuisine, Gen Y). Secondary couple Nan & Sippakorn are IRL husbands Arm & Porsch (Together with Me). Familiar faces include Gun (Love Area’s Valen) and Jom (Nitiman’s Jin).

Ending: Vice Versa 

October line up coming soon, still waiting on distribution for some. 

This week’s best moments?

Heartbreaking but so good, My Only 12%. 

About Youth giving us a seriously classic old romance trope 1950s style. 

4th wall breaking snarky bestie in Work From Heart. 

And even more snarky queers. 

They were shiny crumbs in a sea of dull, Coffee Melody. 

This week’s worst fashion? 

OMG Work from Heart with the HELL? 

(last week)

Current earworm? Blackpink’s Shut Down  

#this week in BL #BL update #BL news #BL gossip #upcoming BL #New BL #BL recap #BL reviews #best BL #worst BL #Thai BL #Korean BL #Taiwanese BL #Japanese BL #live action yaoi #Rakutan Viki #GaGaOOLaLa #GMMTV #Ai Long Nhai #Cutie Pie #About Youth #Papa & Daddy 2 #Coffee Melody #More Than Words #Once Again #Fahlanruk #Love in the Air #Work from Heart #My Only 12% #Vice Versa