#is the team who’s been babied by a show that wants to change the core meaning behind

[daenerysies]

rhaenyra is as much of a girl’s girl as the society she lives in allows her to be.

book wise she has multiple ladies in waiting (not just alicent, which is a grave oversight in the show), one of which is said to have gouged out her own eyes at the sight of rhaenyra’s murder. that doesn’t sound like someone who isn’t capable of inspiring loyalty from the women around them. rhaenys fully and wholeheartedly supported rhaenyra and her cause, even dying in her attempts to make her the first queen regnant of the seven kingdoms. laena betrothed her daughters to rhaenyra’s sons, ensuring that her blood sat both the iron throne and the driftwood throne, all while being a pretty difficult backing to break due to the wealth and naval power of the velaryons (all of this in spite of the bastardy rumors surrounding jace and luke). the agreement also puts forward how politically astute rhaenyra is, and how she didn’t just rely on her father’s word to put her on the throne. she made alliances using her sons hand in marriage; borros baratheon might not have declared for aegon had a proposal taken place the night luke brought rhaenyra’s terms. baela was only held back from partaking in the many battles because of her dragon’s size, otherwise she would have been right beside her betrothed fighting for rhaenyra. there’s even a chance that rhaena would have joined had she had a rideable dragon of her own. she had mysaria, a former sex worker, as her mistress of whisperers, a very esteemed position on her small council. the cases of rosby and stokeworth have no bearing on this, because they were never named as heirs (along with being literal children during a war time) which is what rhaenyra was using as the basis for her rulership. jeyne arryn knew her own position as lady of the eyrie would be challenged (again) if aegon stepped over rhaenyra and subsequently supported her cause. important women like alysanne blackwood and sabitha frey were key players in cregan’s army.

show wise she is shown in the season two trailer to be taking advice from rhaenys and allowing her to be a part of the war efforts. baela and rhaena are explicitly included on her war council, with rhaena as her cupbearer. moondancer is no longer a hardly rideable dragon and baela seems to be taking direct part in the war. rhaenyra is already shown in a set picture to be communicating with mysaria (whether that’s discussing blood and cheese, the aftermath of it, or something entirely different remains to be seen). these are not the acts of someone who hated other women, and using her falling out with alicent and the resulting enmity between them (that is almost completely one-sided due to the difference in power dynamics) as an excuse to otherwise is worse than strange, considering alicent’s canonical goal was to seat her son, a known violent misogynist, on the throne over a woman who was the named heir to the king.

the green’s entire ideological standpoint is that women cannot rule, ever, for it would make the main members of the green’s powerless, and any other lord or heir’s claim would be up for debate if they have an elder sister. if the iron throne had truly been aegon’s by right alicent, otto, and criston would not have left viserys’ body to rot for days AND they would have had the backing of most of the houses. if alicent had cared more for her children’s wellbeing she would have convened a great council before the war began or considered any other effort that would not lead to her children fighting on dragonback. rhaenyra’s (peaceful) ascension would have at least started the necessary changes needed to grant women more authority and (!) autonomy in the seven kingdoms. queen consorts had significantly less influence after her murder, along with the targaryen’s losing their ability to hatch dragons. rhaenyra does not need to be a feminist for her cause to be inherently feminist by proxy.

rhaenyra was not a feminist, but she did have great love for other women. it’s disingenuous at best and downright insulting at worst to try to paint her as anything else. she inspired loyalty even after her murder. if the black’s cause had truly relied on putting rhaenyra on the throne, her armies would have disbanded once she was dead. instead corlys and larys poisoned aegon, with rhaenyra’s son being placed on the throne afterwards. it was ultimately about bloodlines in the end. jaehaera suffered the unfortunate consequences of an ambitious hand because of her status as aegon’s daughter. it plays directly into how alicent outlived her entire family, besides jaehaera, and went mad with grief, learning to hate the color green. how greed and the allure of power can and will corrupt those who choose to make that a priority in their lives, and how the innocent will usually pay the price for those sins.

#house of the dragon #fire and blood #rhaenyra targaryen #pro rhaenyra targaryen #team black #anti team green #anti team green stans #anti alicent hightower #anti aegon ii targaryen #hate rhaenyra all you want #but stop conflating your hatred of her with factually incorrect takes #the only team constantly harping about feminism #is the team who’s been babied by a show that wants to change the core meaning behind #the dance of the dragons #aegon only having a daughter by the end of it all #and NOT naming her heir #is the most telling result that the war happened #because of rhaenyra’s womanhood #btw i don’t care how ‘interesting’ and ‘full of nuance’ your fav characters are so keep it to yourself :)

[littlemissomega]

Malyshka

alpha!Wanda x omega!reader

Summary: Y/N joins the Avengers thinking she’ll be able to hide being an omega. Wanda bursts her bubble.

Warnings: smut, overstimulation, mating, biting, penetration, omega heat, fingering, knotting, pet names (malyshka, baby, luv, luvie), Bucky’s an asshole, a kinda maybe spark better Bucky (I can’t write fight scene without banter), scenting, scent blockers

Sorry if I forgot anything

Author’s note: This request for this was so sweet! I finally made myself sit down and finish this over the weekend :) I also marked where the smut starts if that's what you're here for

Edit: Just realized I posted this the first time with 'Emily' instead of 'Y/N'. I write my fics with a different name for the reader cause it flows easier with I brain, I just forgot to change it later. Please ignore 🤦🏻‍♀️

“Okay, everyone, this is Y/N! She’ll be joining the Avengers,” Tony voices.

Y/N fiddles with her bracelet as she gives the group of strangers a small smile. The overwhelming scent of alphas smacks her in the face, making her feel shyer than normal. She prays her scent suppressants and beta scent perfume are strong enough.

“Who decided that?” a brown haired man asks.

“I did. And I think you all will agree when you see what she can do,” Tony responds.

“It would have been nice to be consulted right, though,” a blond man points out.

“Well, I do bank roll this team, so…”

Y/N’s cheeks flush as the good discuss her like she didn’t there.

“Guy, don’t be rude! Ignore them. I’m Natasha,” the red haired woman smiles, “That’s Bucky, and that’s Steve. Steve is only agreeing with him because he wants to get laid later,’ “Hey now, ‘Tasha!” Steve laughs. 

Natasha shrugs at him with a smirk.

“That’s Clint,” a man dressed in all black waves at her, “And that’s Thor,” Natasha finishes, pointing at a man with long hair.

“Nice to meet you guys,” Y/N smiles, finally finding her voice and feeling awkward and meek around the group.

“Am I the only one who wants to see what the little lady can do?” Thor asks.

“I agree,” Bucky nods.

“Okay! I guess she can spare you, Buck. Show you guys what she can do,” Tony smirks.

“Gladly,” Bucky smirks back, shrugging off his jacket.

Y/N ties her hair up and pushes her sleeves up, trying to compose herself.

I can do this! Mr. Stark believes in me, so it can’t be that hard!

“Here’s the rooms; No cheap shots. We’re all big kids here. No weapons. If the other person says ‘yield’, you win and everyone stops. If the other person is pinned or down for 30 seconds or more, then the other wins. And don’t kill each other,” Tony explains.

“Remember that word, beta,” Bucky voices, getting in a fighting stance.

Y/N ignores his taunts, focusing on the energy bubbling up in her core. She imagines it spreading through her body and resting under the skin of her hands. Her hands start glowing with lavender purple energy, and Bucky’s cocky expression cracks for a second.

“Begin,” Tony announces, leading against the wall.

Bucky lunges forward, but doesn’t get far before a stream of glowing lavender energy shots from Y/N’s hands; wrapping around Bucky’s foot and pulling him to the ground. He lands with a grunt but doesn’t stay down long. Natasha’s laugh rings through the room.

“A little warning would have been nice, Tony!” Bucky calls as he swings his metal arm back to punch her.

Y/N’s glowing hand makes a shape like she caught his fist (she’s not actually touching him), and his hand stops. Her eyes start glowing a faint purple as she turns her hand to the side, and Bucky’s arm goes with it. He lands on his back. A frustrated groan slips from his lips, causing the corners of Y/N’s to go up.

Bucky rolls to his feet and jumps forward. Right before he grabs her, Y/N teleports to the other side of the room. He stumbles forward, but regains his balance.

“The f-”

He starts towards her again, and Y/N’s wills the water in a cup to the side to rise, turning into a disk of ice. It shoots towards Bucky, but he catches it with his metal hand and throws it back at her. The ice evaporates before it reaches her.

“Okay, no more magic, kid. Why don’t you level the playing field and beat me fair and square?” Bucky asks as he lunges toward again, panting slightly. Y/N side steps him and teleports behind him. She kicks him square in the back, causing him to go down.

“And why would I do that? I’m just using my resources wisely!” Y/N points out.

“Oh, so you don’t think you can beat me without your little party tricks! That’s okay, not everyone is strong enough,” Bucky eggs her on.

“You’re kinda an asshole, you know that?” Y/N shoots back, “How ‘bout this; I don’t use magic for 60 seconds. Give you a little head start. If you can beat me in that time, then great. If you can’t…”

“Deal,” he growls, kicking his leg out and sweeping her feet out from under her.

Y/N tumbles to the ground, landing hard on her ass. Bucky pins her to the ground, but she elbows him in the nose, causing his grip to loosen enough for her to slip away. She makes it to her feet before he makes his next attack. He swings a punch at her, but she douges it, dunking under his arm and elbowing his side. Bucky lets out another growl and Y/N shivers. 

“You scared, beta?” Bucky chuckles.

“No, I’m just getting a little cold from how little I have to work! And my name’s Y/N,”

Bucky wraps a hand around Y/N’s throat, and she tucks her chin while bringing her other arm around and breaking his grip. She grabs his arm and spins him around, putting him in a choke hold. Bucky’s hands fly up; trying and failing to break her grip around his neck. Y/N wraps his legs around her waist to stabilize herself as Bucky starts slamming her into the wall. She lets out a grunt as the air leaves her lungs.

“You smell…sweet?” Bucky points out, his voice muffled from his lack of air.

Shit, Y/N thinks. She realizes she’s started to sweat, which must be causing the scent blocker to wear off faster.

“I think you’re hallucinating, Barnes,” Y/N huffs as he slams her into the wall again, “And, your time’s up,”

Y/N teleports away right as Bucky slams against the wall again, causing him to take all of the blow. She kicks him in the stomach and he crumbles against the wall. Purple bands of light wrap around him, pinning him down. He struggles against them, but they don’t break.

“And.. Y/N wins!” Tony announces as the 30 seconds is up. The bands of light disappear immediately, and Bucky stumbles to his feet.

“Good match,” Y/N smiles, sticking her hand out to shake Bucky’s.

Bucky begrudgingly shakes her hands. Y/N thinks he’s being a good sport until he jerks her forward, dipping his nose down so it brushes the scent gland on her neck. Y/N gasps and stumbles back.

“Interesting,” Bucky chuckles softly.

“Did you just fucking scent me??” Y/N asks, shocked.

“Whoa, that’s too far, Bucky!” Natasha scolds, shoving Bucky.

“Sorry, sorry!” Bucky responds, the smirk not leaving his face.

“Are you okay?” Natasha asks.

“Yeah! Yeah..it’s whatever,” 

“He’s just grumpy cause he lost and wanted a reaction. That was pretty badass though, newbie!”

“I agree! That was hardcore!” Thor laughs, slapping Y/N on the back. Y/N jolts forward a little, but laughs it off.

“Hey, has anyone seen Wanda today?” Steve asks. He’s holding hands with a still slightly fuming Bucky.

“I’m right here!” a voice calls from the door.

Y/N turns to see a beautiful woman with dark ginger hair that falls in soft waves and blue gray eyes. She’s dressed in red and black leather, and Y/N struggles to keep her eyes on the woman’s face instead of the curve of her breasts. Her scent of fresh coffee and cinnamon hits Y/N like a freight train, causing a whole different heat to grow in her core. She can feel her own scent growing stronger.

“Hey, Wanda! You missed the show!” Natasha laughs.

“Did I?” Wanda asks, looking at Y/N, “What’s your name, malyshka (babygirl)?”

Y/N opens her mouth, but no words come out. Natasha quickly covers for her.

“This is Y/N! She’s joining the Avengers and she just kicked Bucky’s ass!”

Wanda’s eyes don’t leave Y/N, causing her to squirm a little. Y/N pulls out her phone, and looks at it, pretending to see a notification.

“Oh, I have a missed call, so I need to go call them back! But it was nice meeting y’all!”

Bucky smirks and gives Y/N a knowing look as she runs from the room. She fainting hears the other calling bye.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid!” Y/N mumbles as she slams her bedroom door shut, rummaging through her stuff for her scent suppressant. She swallows two of them dry, then douses herself in the beta scent perfume.

Flopping down face first on the bed, Y/N reminds herself that joining the Avengers is a good thing. Her stupid omega pheromones just need to get their shit together. And Bucky keeps his stupid mouth shut.

Two weeks pass, and Y/N starts to settle into her new life. She trains with Natasha and Steve during the day, and they go on missions. She and Bucky continue to bully each other and have ‘friendly’ competitions. And Wanda. Oh Wanda.

Wanda has been so kind to Y/N, showing her around the compound and taking every chance to talk with her. But she also takes every chance to touch her. From putting a hand on Y/N’s shoulder when passing to letting their legs touch on the couch, Wanda has taken every chance. And Y/N hasn’t minded. Not at all.

Y/N hates how shy she gets around Wanda, and the almost gravitational pull she feels to her.

A knock on the door snaps Y/N from her thoughts.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Natasha asks through the door.

“Yeah, I’m fine!” Y/N voices, rolling over.

“Okay! Well, dinner’s ready! You hungry?”

“Yeah, I’ll be out in a second!” Y/N responds, glad to be included in the group.

Y/N quickly takes her hair out of the ponytail, fluffing the top of it. When she opens the door, Natasha is waiting for her. She smells of fresh sheets and leather polish. She’s an alpha, but her scent isn’t as overwhelming as most.

“What’s for dinner?” Y/N asks as they enter the kitchen.

“Chicken noodle soup!” Wanda responds, “How’d your call go?”

Gods she looks so pretty

“I-It was good! Just a friend,” Y/N voices, nervousness pooling in her stomach.

As they make bowls, Y/N realizes Bucky and Steve are missing.

“Where are the others?” She asks, carrying her bowl to the table.

“Oh, I heard Bucky and Steve arguing earlier, so they’re probably fucking by now,” Natasha laughs.

“My room is next to theirs, and you wouldn’t believe the things I’ve heard,” Tony voices, “Haven’t had a good night’s sleep since they mated,”

Y/N blushes, staring at her bowl. It’s always amazed her how some people are so open about sex. She picks up her spoon and takes a bite of the soup, almost moaning as it hits her taste buds.

“You like the soup, malyshka?” Wanda asks with a grin, sitting down next to her.

“Yeah!” Y/N nods, swallowing, “It’s really good,”

“I’m glad you think so,”

“Sorry, what does malyshka mean? Is it a different language?” Y/N asks. Wanda has taken to using the nickname with Y/N, and she had never asked what it ment. 

“It’s Russian for babygirl,” Natasha explains with a small, knowing smile.

“Oh,” 

That’s all Y/N can say as her face turns bright red. She coughs a little and takes a gulp of her water. Wanda’s shoe brushes against her calf.

“Don’t choke, princess!” Wanda chuckles.

Princess? Babygirl? This woman is going to be the death of me.

Y/N sets her cups down and focuses on eating without embarrassing herself. Halfway through, Steve and Bucky show up. Steve is limping significantly.

“Nice of you to join us,” Tony snickers.

“Shut up, Stark,” Bucky responds with a chuckle, “You’re just jealous you’re not getting any cause Pepper’s on a business trip,”

Y/N grimaces as pain shoots through her abdomen and lower back. She grips her spoon harder; her knuckles turning white. Natasha taps her foot under the table and mouths ‘You okay?’ at her. Y/N nods, relaxing her grip on the spoon even as the pain continues. The intense need to bury her face in Wanda’s chest and sit in her lap fills her.

It doesn’t help that every breath she takes is overwhelmed by Wanda’s rich scent.

Is she doing that on purpose? Y/N wonders. She can feel herself starting to sweat and takes a sip of water.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” Steve asks, sounding genuinely worried.

“Yeah! O-of course!” Y/N responds, trying to sound normal.

“You look pretty flushed. Are you warm?”

Steve you’re very sweet, but please shut the fuck up. Y/N begs in her heat.

“A little! It’s just the soup. I think I’m actually gonna turn in for the night,” Y/N decides, grabbing her bowl to put in the sink. Wanda stops her.

“I can get that!” Wanda voices.

“No, that’s okay! I can-”

“Leave the bowl, malyshka,” Wanda voices, dominance seeping into her voice.

Y/N sets the bowl down and rushes up the stairs.

“What’s up with her?” she hears Tony ask.

“I wouldn’t bother her for the next week,” Bucky responds, sounding arrogant and almost condescending.

“Why not?” Natasha asks.

Y/N doesn’t wait to hear Bucky’s response. She quietly closes her bedroom door and uses the lavender light to create a barrier around the room. Now, no one will be able to scent her or hear her.

She stumbles over to her desk and opens her computer, looking at her heat calendar. It isn’t supposed to come for another 2 weeks!

“Go awayyyy,” Y/N whines as the cramps continue and a different type of need fills her. She changes into a soft, silk shorts and tank top set before climbing into bed. She nuzzles her face into the only blanket she brought from home.

Y/N tosses and turns for hours, kicking off the blankets as her body temperature goes up. A fine layer of sweat settles on her skin and pain shoots through her. She can feel herself growing wetter, and her mind keeps straying to how bad she wants to be knotted. 

  —--Spice starts here—----

She tries resisting, but she can’t help but kick off the shorts and slip her hand in her underwear. Y/N dips a finger in her dripping hole and moans. She drags the finger up to that hypersensitive bundle of nerves as draws gentle circles on it. Her moans float through the room.

A knock at the door causes Y/N to groan.

“Y/N, are you in there?” Wanda asks through the door.

Her brain is too foggy to form words.

“Y/N, open the door right now,” Wanda orders. Y/N whimpers at the dominance in her tone.

The door burst open before closing again. Y/N turns her head to see Wanda standing there, eyes and hands glowing a faint red color. Her scent is intoxicating. She’s wearing a cropped tank top and a pair of low rise pajama pants. The large bulge at her crotch is unmistakable. 

“Oh baby. Did you get your heat?” Wanda croons.

Y/N nods, burying her face in the blankets. She jolts in pain as another cramp rips through her and rubs another circle on her clit, hoping to help ease the pain.

“Y-you should go Wa-Wanda! It’s not appropriate,” Y/N struggles to say, finally pulling her hand from her underwear.

“But you don’t really want me to do that, do you?” Wanda asks, her voice getting closer. 

Y/N looks up to see Wanda right next to the bed. She sits down and lowers her face closer to hers. Wanda gently grabs her china and forces her to make eye contact. Y/N whimpers and her core throbs.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me, malyshka. And I know you feel it. The bond. Begging for us to solidify it. You’re my mate, and you know it,” Wanda voices, grabbing her hand and bringing it to her mouth.

“W-what?” Y/N stutters.

Wanda eases Y/N’s slick covered finger into her mouth and sucks gently. Y/N and Wanda moan as she releases it with a pop

“Awww, you’re such a dumb baby omega! Thought you could pretend to be a beta and everything!” she brushes a stand of hair from Y/N’s face condescending, “No, you’re my mate and I’ve known from the second I saw you,”

Her eyes go wide as Wanda dips her head down and brushes her nose against Y/N’s scent glades. A small growl slips from Wanda’s lips and every hair on Y/N’s body stands up, causing her to whine.

“I’m going to burn whatever fake scent you use. And it you ever take a fucking scent blocker again, I’ll spank your pretty ass ‘til you can’t sit right for a month,” Wanda growls.

“Y-yes ma’am! I’m sor-sorry!” Y/N squeaks.

“You will be,”

Y/N lets out a shriek as Wanda picks her up and throws her over her shoulder.

“Hey! What are you doing?” Y/N asks, her tone sounding meek.

“Going to wash off that fucking beta scent! I wanna smell your scent when I pump you full with my pups,” 

“Mommyyy,” Y/N moans, her grip tightening on Wanda’s shoulders.

The tile in the bathroom is cold against Y/N’s bare feet. Wanda presses her against the wall; her lips a breath away from Y/N’s.

“I’m trying so hard to restrain myself, because I wanna fuck you for the first time in a bed, but you’re making it really hard, malyshka,” Wanda whispers, her lips dipping to hover over the scent glad on Y/N’s neck. 

Y/N lets out a breathy moan; squeezing her thighs together as Wanda’s nose nuzzles against her scent gland.

“Your scent is finally pecking through those damned scent blockers,” Wanda voices, “Now let’s wash the rest off,”

The cool air chills Y/N’s skin as Wanda pulls the shirt off her, leaving her bare. Her nipples pebble into stiff peaks and the shorts quickly follow the shirt to its place on the ground. Y/N wants to touch her so bad, but doesn’t want to anger her. Wanda’s eyes don’t leave her as she turns the shower on.

“Listen carefully,” Wanda turns her fingers up Y/N’s arms, barely touching them, “You’re gonna get in the shower and get nice and clean, and I’m gonna go get a few things. You aren’t gonna touch yourself of put on any more scent blockers, then you’re going to dry off and go wait in bed,”

“Do-Don’t want you to leave,” Y/N pouts, practically shaking with need.

Wanda gently rubs her thumb over Y/N’s bottom lip before connecting them with hers. Y/N melts into the kiss; hands coming up to brace herself on Wanda’s shoulder. She whines when Wanda pulls away.

“I’ll be right back. Be a good little omega and do as your told,” 

Wanda leaves the door cracked behind her and Y/N lets in a shaky breath from getting the shower. The cool water is a shock to her system and she quickly washes her body. Her skin is hypersensitive and she struggles to hold back whimpers as she washes her scent glands.

After turning the water off, she dries off with a fluffy towel Wanda must have left for her. Y/N wraps the towel around herself before tip-toeing back into the bedroom. The room is empty and she sits on the edge of the bed, apprehension building in her.

The temporary relief Wanda’s calming pheromones brought disappears and the intense pain continues. Y/N leaves back in the bed, gripping the sheets and pressing her feet into the mattress. Her whines fill the room and all she wants is Wanda’s knot deep inside her, breeding her.

“Fuck, malyshka, you’re so beautiful,” Wanda practically moans from the door.

Wanda’s holding a bundle of different sweatshirts, blankets, and t-shirts.

“Wh-what’s that?” Y/N asks.

“I brought you a few things for your nest, baby,”

“Want you now though, Mommy,” she whines.

“One second, luvie, I gotta get your cozy nest set up,” Wanda explains, arranging the different things on the bed.

Y/N bucks her hips and moans at the intense scent of her mate around her.

“Mommy hurryyy need you so bad!” 

“All done, baby,” Wanda soothes, straddling Y/N’s hips. Y/N’s shaky hands come up and tug at Wanda’s pants.

“Need you now, Mommy!”

“I know luvie, but Mommy’s just gotta taste her sweet baby first,” Wanda croons, sliding down her body.

Wanda growls at the sight of her omega’s dripping pussy. She licks fromm her dripping whole to throbbing clit.

“Fuck, I shouldn’t have waited so long to do this,” Wanda groans, “You’re such a good omega, you would have spread your legs for me that first night, wouldn’t you have?”

“Uh huh, Mommy! Just for you!” 

The vibrations of Wanda’s chuckle ripple through Y/N and cause the knot in her core to grow. Wanda lips attach to her clit and her moans fill the room. Her hands fly down, lacing in Wanda’s hair and presses her further into her pussy.

“Oh my god that feels so good Mommy, so sensitive!” Y/N moans.

Wanda doesn’t give any warning before slipping two fingers into her, filling her to the brim. Y/N bucks her hips up, desperate for me.

“Mommy pleaseee, need you in me so bad!”

“What part of me, malyshka?” Wanda asks innocently, “My fingers? My tongue? Or is there something else you want? Use you words,”

The fog in Y/N’s head grows with how desperate she is, and she struggles to form the words.

“Fuck, Mommy, need your cock! Need your cock in me so bad! Need you to bread my and knot me and fuck me so good!” Y/N blabbers.

“Good girl,” Wanda croons, her eyes glowing red. Her clothes disappear and she straddles her again in a second, her hard cock lined up with Y/N’s dripping entrance.

Y/N wrapped her legs around Wanda’s hips, bringing her lips up to suck on one of Wanda’s perky, hard nipples. Wanda moans and thrusts into Y/N a little too fast. Y/N whines at the intense stretch and sucks harder.

“I know, malyshka, Mommy’s cock is so much bigger that your little baby omega pussy,” Wanda croons condescending, “You’re gonna take every inch like the good little girl you are, though,” Y/N give’s Wanda’s hair a little tug in response.

By the time Wanda is halfway in, Y/N is squirming and quivering. She finally lets go of Wanda’s nipple.

“Want your pups so bad, Mommy! Want you to breed me!” Y/N cries, spasming with pleasure and need.

“I know, baby, Mommy’s gonna fill up your pretty pussy so good; gonna make you all pretty and round!” Wanda voices, thrusting her hips forward so another inch goes in, “You aren’t so shy anymore, are you baby? All you needed was Mommy’s cock stretching you out to start talking!”

“Mommy,” Y/N whimpers as Wanda bottoms out.

“I know,” Wanda repeats, dipping her head to the crock of Y/N’s neck.

Wanda inhales deeply and moans.

“Can’t believe you hide your scent from me for so long, malyshka! You smell heavenly. Like fucking carmel and chocolate,” Wanda moans, licking Y/N’s scent glad. Y/N mewls at the sensation, squeezing around Wanda.

“Gonna cum, Mommy!” 

“Cum for me, baby,”

Y/N falls over the edge, stars dancing in her vision. Her chest comes off the bed and the sounds she makes are unrecognizable. A scream escapes her as Wanda’s fangs pierce her neck. Her hands move to Wanda’s back, digging in and drawing blood. Wanda sucks on the tender wound and continues thrusting her hips as Y/N comes down from her high. The solidified bond is overwhelming. Wanda’s scent becomes even more overwhelming and Y/N can feel the pleasure she’s feeling, making her even more sensitive. 

“Mo-Mommy?” Y/N stutters weakly, her orgasm still stringing out.

“Yes, my luv?” Wanda responds gently.

“Want you to cum, Mommy! Please cum in me,”

“Oh baby,” Wanda moans.

Every vein and ridge sets Y/N on faster as Wanda’s thrust quickens, hitting every sensitive spot in her.

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god,” Y/N sobs, tears of pleasure slipping down her cheeks, “Fuck, feels so go-good!”

“Mommy’s gonna cum down, malyshka,” Wanda pants, “Gonna fill you up so good,” Wanda’s knot starts growing, stretching her mate out even more. 

“Can fe- ohhh feel it, Mommy!” 

Y/N’s wall squeezes around her, and that’s all Wanda needs to fall over the edge. Her hot cum warms Y/N and she can feel it in every inch of her body. Wanda can’t take her eyes off Y/N’s absolutely wrecked face though. Her head is thrown back, eyes squeezed shut, and mouth in an ‘O’ shape. Wanda lowers her head and kisses her check, then her lips, her other check, each eyelid, her forehead, and makes her way back down to her lips as Emiy comes down from her extended high.

“How are you feeling, malyshka?” Wanda asks softly.

“Warm…and full and so good” Y/N sighs contently.

“I’m glad, luvie,” Wanda smiles, gently flipping them so Y/N is on top.

Y/N moans softly as Wanda’s cock shifts deeper with the new position. Her alpha strokes her back.

“I love you, Mommy,” she mumbles dreamily.

“I love you too, malyshka,”

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[weekend-conspiracy-theorist]

ngl though, my personal ideal reverse robins scenario (circa bruce in the timestream era) is batman cass with robin dick--if you want to mirror the initial "bruce isn't thrilled about the new child in his house" dynamic on damian's arrival, cass is the one at the circus that night. but she doesn't watch the graysons die--she watches their son watch them die, sees and feels his grief as viscerally as her own, and swoops into action as black bat... and brings a child home with her. she's always been his batman 🥺 ANYWAY the two of them together as a batman-robin duo is insane. two extreme prodigies with preternatural control and understanding of their bodies, their team up moves would be bonkers. I think dick would idolize cass to extremes but struggle with how she just shuts him down regarding his desire for vengeance on his parents' killer rather than really talking him through it.

damian is and stays nightwing when bruce dies, obviously, although while not quite "battle of the cowl" levels he and cass definitely have a knock down drag out verbal argument about it. so he spends a lot of this era sulking in blüdhaven and working with the titans, who include jon kent, yara flor, and irey west. (how is irey here when her dad is a little baby like dick? idk, speedster timestream shenanigans. bart's furious at her for stealing his future time traveller schtick. or maybe the speedster for damian's era could be avery or ace instead? actually yeah, reversing age on the two wallaces makes much more sense lol. anyway.)

duke upgrades from robin to signal and goes haring off across the globe to track bruce through the timestream (possibly taking spoiler!jason with him?). he (and the rest of the robin gang) had taken up the cause in the wake of steph's (and tim's, more on that later) death, when bruce is spiralling and gotham still needs a light ✨ they're so determined that even getting on batman's badside can't stop them, and finally they wear him down. duke (who knows bruce wayne is batman) is the one bruce thinks of as robin, but riko izzy and the gang are still around. (then jason shows up in purple, and he's inducted into the gang for months before bruce finds out there's ANOTHER teenage vigilante running around.)

tim is an oracle equivalent, but this is the one identity I would actually change the name of; I don't know what I would make it, but oracle specifically is deeply connected to babs for me and I'd like to leave it open for her to take up later. (robin IS deeply connected to dick but it's also been given connections to some of the other robins over the years, so I don't think it's unreasonable to keep it in an au like this, especially for how iconic it is. dick of course still gets a really heartbreaking scene connecting this new hero name back to his mother's nickname for him.) (batgirl is open at this point in and time and babs does hit the streets first on her own and then taken under cass's wing while bruce is dead, obviously.) tim doesn't have babs's talent and ability for being a living information nexus but he does have the tech knowledge and the tactical knowledge to still take on a ~big brother~ style hero persona and run a team a la the birds of prey (I would also not actually make them BoP; I would pull the rest of core four young justice + others he pulls in for various jobs); tim's number one advantage as a hero has always been network building and so I would play off that as much as his tech skill. a la steph's faked death in canon, tim's civilian persona is fake dead in this au, and I lean towards making tim an amputee rather than parapalegic, to facilitate interesting conversations between him and babs down the line after she's paralyzed, about what it means to be a disabled hero and how their situations compare and differ.

when steph gets resurrected and eventually takes on the red hood persona, she doesn't know tim is actually alive, because that's juicy. and extra fodder in her vendetta against bruce. tim starts working with the red hood before either him or steph knows who the other is. yes, they have a weird agressive flirtation going on. yes, it only gets worse once they find out. (yes, tim blows up at bruce when he finds out bruce has known/suspected the red hood's identity for a while.) yes, duke, jason, and dick fucking hate working with the two of them because it's super embarassing to listen to their older brother flirt with a mass murderer.

oh, and I'd make charlie gage-radcliffe the bette kane bat-girl equivalent who's like, relatively removed from all of this but also knew and worked with damian when he was a baby robin and has all of the good dirt and they lowkey hate each other but in a, like, frenemies way

[exhuastedpigeon]

Oohhh 5, 16, and 24 for the fic asks pls! 🩵💜

Hi Mic! Thanks for sending some fic ask game questions :)

16: Do you stick to canon when you write characters and fics? I try my best to stick to canon portrayal of characters. I avoid fics where the characters are really OOC or have been changed so much they don't even feel the same. My goal is always to take the canon elements of a character (their core belief systems, their reactions in certain types of situations, how they treat people, how they speak, etc) and put it into my little situations.

That said, I love writing canon divergent fics and AUs. For me, half the fun of writing fic is seeing what kinds of crazy situations I can put a character in while still keeping that character who they are at their core.

24: Which fic of yours do you wish people would ask about more? Why?

The answer to this question is almost always going to be the longer fics I've written because I put so much time into them so I want everyone to read them.

Feels Like Magic - this fic means so much to me. I love magic AUs and I love the world and it was so much fun to write, even if it took me a couple of months. (buddie fic)

Baby On Board - this fic was my modern steddie AU I poured so much into and love so much. I feel like there aren't that many modern Steddie fics so I wrote it mostly for me, but I'd love for more people to read it.

it hurts to hope for more - i feel like I talk about this fic all the time, but that's probably because it's one of my favourites that I've written. I really loved writing Buck and Eddie in relationships with women that they were happy in, even if they didn't work out. And I loved giving Natalia and Marisol some more backstory and personality that we've gotten in the show. Plus, writing that fic was really cathartic for me.

5: Share a snippet that you’re proud of from an upcoming fic/chapter.

This is from my NHL AU - I'm trying to weave some canon elements into the story while still having it make sense for this universe and I'm pretty proud of how this part turned out. It's got Eddie telling a racist that his mom is Swedish so he can try to use that part and it's got Eddie fighting.

Eddie hasn’t gotten in a fight since he joined the Kings. They’re a team built on skill and speed, not on old school heavy hockey like Detroit was when Eddie played for them. Eddie had always been the outlier on that team because he was almost all skill and speed, just skill and speed with a killer right hook.  “Who the fuck do you think you are?” Eddie asks as his first connects with Deangelo’s face. “You think racism is fun? You think initially running the goalie is acceptable?” Buck doesn’t hear or see the rest of the fight, he’s too busy getting tangled up with two other Hurricanes trying to keep them away from Eddie and Deangelo. He’s not much of a fighter, he’s only gotten in two fights in his entire career - one because he fucked a guy’s girlfriend and the other because he rejected a guy’s sister - but he can hold his own.  He’s nothing compared to Eddie though. By the time the refs separate all of them and figure out the penalties, Eddie’s knuckles are a little bloody and Deangelo’s nose might be broken. Buck would feel bad if he hadn’t heard at least two other slurs coming out of the guys month after the refs pulled them all apart.  “I can’t believe they didn’t give that fucker a match penalty,” Eddie says, pissing mad as they skate toward the penalty box. “Did you hear what he called Chim?” “No, but I can guess,” Buck shoots back. He’s furious too, but he’s too wrapped up in Eddie’s rage to express his own right now. Eddie, who Buck has never even heard raise his voice except to call for the puck or to change their positioning on the ice. It’s weird to see him now, so out of control.  “Should have known someone like you would have anger issues,” Deangelo calls as he’s escorted to the box. “Where are you even from, Diaz.” “Don’t,” Buck says quietly when they get into the box. He can taste blood in his mouth and his forehead feels warm and wet, but right now he wants to make sure Eddie doesn’t try to put anyone in the hospital. Not that Deangelo doesn’t deserve it.  “My mom’s Swedish, you can pretend it was that half that kicked your racist ass if that makes you feel better,” Eddie yells to Deangelo over the glass in the penalty box.  Buck can’t help the laugh that leaves him, even as he wipes blood off his face. It wasn’t exactly a bench brawl, but it had been pretty close to one. There are four of them in each penalty box, the most Buck has ever been in with, which is a pretty good indication of the level of tension in the ice. 

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Super Dragon Ball Heroes 1-6

We’ve reached the final (planned) stop on the 2023 Dragon Ball Apocrypha Liveblog, and it’s the most apocryphal series of all, the Super Dragon Ball Heroes web anime!

Here’s the deal.  In 2010, Bandai Namco published a trading card arcade game called Dragon Ball Heroes.  Then in 2016 they updated it to improve the user experience, and renamed it Super Dragon Ball Heroes.   A manga adaptation of the game began in 2017, and then in 2018 Toei began this “original net animation” to promote the game. 

My engagement with the DBH franchise has been superficial at best.  Mostly, I just rock out to the theme songs when I find them on YouTube.  I’ve never played the games because I have no idea where and how to play them, and the gameplay doesn’t look all that compelling to me.  I think some of this stuff is only available in Japan?  I’ve never bothered to find out, and I don’t see that changing any time soon.

And yet, I’m somewhat familiar with the story mode from the games, as they involve the Time Patrol, which I wanted to research for the fanfic I’m writing, part of which serves as a prose adaptation of Xenoverse 1.  I even wrote a guest appearance with several characters from DBH, and I might use them again down the line.  Also, the manga contains some backstory involving Towa and Demigra, who also appear in Xenoverse 1, and feature heavily in my fic.  So I’ve read some of the manga, and I watched some of the web anime, but mostly for the purpose of scraping them for useful lore. 

From what I can tell, the entire thing is a mess from a story perspective.  The game has been around for 13 years, so it’s clearly a success, but the manga feels completely removed from the story the game tries to tell, and the web anime seems to go off in a completely different direction from that.  At its core, Dragon Ball Heroes is mainly about answering the question “Wouldn’t it be cool if you teamed up with Super Saiyan 3 Vegito to fight Dark Demon Baby Majin Hatchiyack?”  The answer is obviously “hell yeah”, so I don’t understand why we need a manga and anime version to tell stories that don’t really touch on what makes the game fun. 

Mostly, I wanted to run through this web anime for the sake of completion.  The whole thing is up on YouTube, ripe for the viewing, but I keep losing track of which episodes I’ve already seen, and I can never remember what the hell happened.  So this is where we put the “log” in “liveblog”.

We’re starting today with the first six episodes, which make up the Prison Planet arc of the show.  That may sound like a lot of ground to cover, but these episodes are short, so we’re only talking about 40-45 minutes of footage.

The story begins with Goku and Vegeta training with Whis on Beerus’ planet.  Also, the Supreme Kai is here serving tea, and then Future Mai runs over, so she’s here too, apparently.  According to Shin, they came to Beerus’ planet so Trunks could train, but this scene make it look like Mai came here alone, which I’m pretty sure is impossible.  Maybe Whis or Shin brought her, except she was supposed to be with Trunks, so why is everyone just now finding out he didn’t make it?

To be clear, this is the Blue-haired Trunks and Future Mai from the Zamasu arc.  When we last saw them, Whis had arranged for them to take refuge in an alternate timeline where Zamasu hadn’t killed everyone yet.  It was also made clear that they would never return from that world, but SDBH just has them dropping in like it’s Sunday brunch.  Now, you might be asking “Didn’t you just say Xeno Trunks was a character in Heroes?  Why isn’t that version of Trunks in this show?”  And to that I say: Don’t worry, he’s in this too, just not as much.

Then this shady-looking dude named Fu shows up and tells everyone that Trunks is trapped on “The Prison Planet”.  Vegeta asks how he could possibly know that, and Fu explains that he’s a friend of Trunks and he investigated his disappearance.  I like how skeptical Vegeta is of this story.  “My son doesn’t have friends, get the fuck outta here.”

So Goku, Vegeta, and Mai travel to the Prison Planet, which is just a bunch of clip art of planets from our solar system clustered together and surrounded by cartoon chains.  It looks stupid as hell, like they told the art department “We need a prison planet design, and make it as literal as possible.”

There, the gang meets a second Goku, who can turn Super Saiyan 4. This is not the same Goku from Dragon Ball GT, and official sources refer to him as “Xeno Goku”.  He’s an agent of the Time Patrol, and when he encounters the other Goku, they get into a classic superhero misunderstanding and fight.  Then Fu shows up and it quickly becomes clear that he’s the one behind all of this.   Xeno Goku is on a mission to apprehend Fu, and Fu brags that he uses the Prison Planet to trap powerful warriors for his experiments.  Fu tricked Trunks into coming here, then used him as bait to lure Goku and Vegeta.  Xeno Goku pretended to get caught in order to infiltrate this place, but that suits Fu’s purposes, since he’s trapped here now. 

He tells them to find Trunks themselves, and says something about how they’ll have to gather the Dragon Balls on the Prison Planet.  Xeno Goku has one, but the other six are in the hands of the other prisoners.  This sounds like a pretty decent gauntlet for the good guys to go through, but this whole idea gets abandoned by Episode 2.

Meanwhile, Trunks wakes up in a cell with a prison uniform and some sort of tracking bracelet on his arm.   Then the wall opens up and he runs out into a city.  Then Cooler attacks him, seeking the Dragon Balls.  This seems like a pretty cool premise, more authentic to the “Prison Planet” title, but this is all dropped immediately.

From his lab, Fu watches everyone and seems extremely pleased with what’s going on, although he never explains why, or what his plan is.  Get used to this, because this is pretty much all he ever does.

Meanwhile, he’s got this other guy locked away.  His name is Cumber, the Masked Evil Saiyan, and he has a Dragon Ball too.  At the end of episode 1, Fu says it’s not quite time for him to get involved yet.  In Episode 2, Cumber breaks free and heads straight for the good guys to attack them.

Goku tries to punch Cumber, but Cumber has this weird power where if you touch his ki, it makes you go berserk.  That sounds pretty awesome, except it only happens to Goku here, just once, and then it never gets brought up again.  I notice I’m saying that a lot here. 

Also, berserk Goku’s skin is darker for some reason, which I like better, actually, except this is supposed to signify Cumber’s dark energy corrupting him or something, so that seems kind of problematic. 

Fortunately for Vegeta, Trunks and Cooler show up to help.  Yeah, Cooler’s on our side for this.  Apparently he and Trunks came to some sort of understanding between Episodes 1 and 2.  The prison clothes were pointless, since Mai brought along Trunks’ own clothing, so he changes out of them to join the fight. 

During his captiviy, Cooler heard from Fu about Golden Frieza, so he decides to try that for himself and succeeds immediately.  This is treated like some big game-changing moment, as if fans haven’t been photo-shopping Cooler since 2015.  Cooler than goes “I think I shall call this form.................... Golden Cooler!” like there was any possible other name he would have used.

Goku finally comes to his senses, but then Cumber breaks free of his restraints. Trunks goes in to distract him while Goku and Vegeta use Potara earrings which the Supreme Kai gave to Mai before they set off on this trip. 

So it’s Vegito Blue vs. Cumber, and things get so rough that Vegito has to do a Kai-o-ken on top of Blue.  Here’s a picture of Golden Cooler just standing there like an asshole watching. 

Vegito seems to gain the upper hand, but then Cumber reveals he knows the fake moon technique, and he turns into a giant ape.  I’m not sure why he’s this orange color, unless this is meant to be like Golden Oozaru tainted with evil ki or whatever.  The thing is, they keep calling Cumber an “Evil Saiyan”, but he hasn’t actually done anything that evil.  I mean, he choked out Trunks, but there’s plenty of regular Saiyans who would do the same thing if they could.  “Evil Saiyan” implies that he’s some kind of next-level evil, like hanging goat entrails over his altar to Moloch or something.

His first ki blast causes Vegito’s fusion to dissolve, but perhaps more importantly, Cumber’s fighting at such an intensity that it’s damaging the giant chains that seal the Prison Planet off from the rest of the universe.

Goku and Vegeta decide their only chance now is to cut off Cumber’s tail, and Trunks flies in to back them up.  Mai watches from the sidelines, and she’s got two more Potara earrings.  Wait, how many of these things did Shin give her, anyway?

At this point, Fu finally notices the cracks in the seal on the Prison Planet and goes to the battlefield to scold Cumber in person.  He takes out his sword and does some sort of technique to dispel the fake moon and reverse Cumber’s Oozaru transformation without cutting his tail. 

Fu withdraws, apparently satisfied that he’s brought the fight down to a more acceptable level.  This pretty much puts us back where we started, except Goku’s now using Super Saiyan God to fight Cumber, even though we just saw Cumber give Vegito a hard time at Super Saiyan Blue.  Cumber seems to recognize the God form somehow, but he never explains his reaction to it, and this never gets brought up again.

Despite Fu’s intervention, the chains break away completely.  You’d think this would upset Fu, and he is upset, but not because of this...

No, he’s upset because, while he was away, someone found his lab and wrecked it.  Now he can’t monitor the battle, which disrupts his experiment. 

Cumber wrecks Goku’s shit, which knocks him out for a while, but fortunately Xeno Goku and Xeno Vegeta show up to defend him. Seems that they were the ones who wrecked Fu’s lab, and I guess that explains where Xeno Vegeta was until this moment.  He was scouting out the lab, waiting for an opening. 

I don’t know why the other Vegeta isn’t getting involved in this fight.  I think he’s okay, but he just stands with Trunks and Mai watching the battle. I mean, Golden Cooler is doing the same thing, but I think we’ve already established that Golden Cooler is just an asshole.

Xeno Vegeta suggests that they fuse, since Cumber’s one tough bastard.  He hates fusion, but he’s willing to make an exception.  So for those of you keeping score, this is the second fusion in less than six episodes.

So now it’s Super Saiyan 4 Vegito vs. Cumber, who decides to bust out Super Saiyan 3.  You can tell because his eyebrows are gone.  This seems weird, because base Cumber was giving Vegito Blue a hard time, so the only conclusion I can make here is that SSJ4 is stronger than Blue, or Cumber’s transformations don’t mean much.

Vegito 4 seems to beat Cumber, but then Fu shows up again to confront the jerks who broke his lab. 

Then Cumber rejoins the battle, and Fu observes that the seal on the Prison Planet has been broken. And he seems... happy about this?  If this was what he wanted all along, why did he cancel Cumber’s Oozaru form?  He says that “they will revive soon”, and leaves.

I like how he uses his sword (swords?) to cut an X-shaped portal for himself.  That’s a nice touch. 

Xeno Goku wants to chase after Fu, but they have to rescue the others from Cumber, who’s fired a giant ki blast at them.  Regular Vegeta complains about Regular Goku just lying there passed out, when...

Goku suddenly wakes up and goes Ultra Instinct.  While he fights Cumber alone, the rest of them teleport back to Beerus’ planet.  Xeno Goku and Xeno Vegeta say their farewells and head off to continue the hunt for Fu, and I guess everyone just assumes that Regular Goku can save himself when he’s ready.

Just as Goku beats Cumber, another portal opens up, and out comes... Zamasu?  And he’s got a posse.  They grab Cumber and leave.

This leaves Goku alone on the Prison Planet as it explodes.  Nice callback to the destruction of Namek, except Goku can use Instant Transmission, so why isn’t he?

Back on Beerus’ planet, the Supreme Kai of Universe 6 suddenly shows up, and he breathlessly informs Vegeta and the rest about an invasion in his home universe.  Dammit, now I have to look up his name.  Fuwa.  The Supreme Kai of U6 is named Fuwa.  Glad we settled that.

Vegeta’s like “I’m a bad enough dude to save Universe 6.  Let’s rock.”

So yeah, this is a bunch of nonsense.  There is a plotline running through all of this, but Toei presented the first six episodes like it’s a single story arc, and it’s more like the first leg of a larger story arc.  There’s hints of something more ambitious here.  Trunks’ prison uniform and the Dragon Balls suggest that they might have been planning to spend more time in this setting, but instead the whole thing explodes in less time than it takes to get a pizza delivered. 

This probably goes without saying, but there’s too many characters in this thing.  We have two Gokus and two Vegetas, and both pairs fuse to make two Vegitos.  It’s fanservice, I get it, but it’s over before we can really get into it.  Golden Cooler literally doesn’t do anything.  I mean Mai doesn’t do much either, but that’s because she doesn’t have any powers.  I don’t know which one irritates me more. 

I like the idea of Cumber, but they never fleshed him out.  Fu keeps teasing details about the guy, but we never find out where he found Cumber or how he got him here, or why he wears that mask.  At least Cumber is still alive so he can return in future episodes and hopefully give us the scoop, but I’m not optimistic that we’ll get much. 

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[thevindicativevordan]

Comics this week ?

Superman #10 - Wish the Old West story had gone longer and Terra-Man’s showing wasn’t as good as I hoped, but Redondo’s art still made this an enjoyable issue. Ending confirms Lena II is not the person wearing the Lexcorp power armor. Betting it's her aunt, Lena I (Lex's sister), last we saw of her she was imprisoned under Lexcorp tower by Lex during his SuperLex phase. Guess where the Revenge Squad breaks into during their assault on Lexcorp Tower? With Lex's extended family becoming more prominent, she's the only one left who hasn't shown up and is still alive.

Superman: Lost #10 - Final issue is out and it’s… interesting. On one hand the science of it all kinda makes sense and I can sorta follow along with how Priest managed to cut the proverbial Gordian knot he tied for himself. It all ends up being a fakeout of course, Hope’s baby isn’t Clark’s at all, it’s the kid of the guy she killed. Clark yanks a version of himself from earlier in the timeline and sends him back to Lois so she can get her husband back rather than the stranger he’s become. It’s an interesting approach in line with Priest’s love of messing with the timeline. Emotionally though… I dunno I don’t like how Priest ended up doing fake outs at every turn. Given this ends with there being two Supermen, one who is still the “classic” version and the other who has changed so much in 20 years, I don’t get why he didn’t just do the same story except Clark actually did cheat and had a kid with Hope. Ending would have been the same, he yanks an "unspoiled" version of himself from earlier in the timeline to be with Lois while white suit Superman accepts he’s changed too much to return to his old life. That would have been more satisfying to me personally, and taken more advantage of this being an Elseworld. Enjoyed the story all the same.

World’s Finest #23 - Gog's motive here reminds me of the motivation for the Big Bad of Arcaneum. Stories where the afterlife is a real thing raise interesting moral questions that I enjoy seeing explored. What Gog is doing is monstrous, but his plan to kill Darkseid via a suicide mission that will also guarantee all the heroes who die undertaking it get into Heaven/Valhalla is super fucked up because it does make a twisted sort of sense. If you know Valhalla is real and you know how to get there, is it a terrible thing to ensure that a bunch of people go there even if you use reprehensible means? They get to live forever in bliss after all. Of course the Supermen aptly demonstrate my feelings regarding that this issue. Looks like Darkseid is going to thin out the heroic ranks regardless unfortunately, maybe Gog will get what he wants after all.

GL: WJ #5 - I can't decide if John continuing to use a construct of his sister to set his mom at ease is wholesome or fucked up. Can something be both at the same time? I feel like it will end badly. Totally get why he does it, had a similar experience with my grandma. There's no happy ending where dementia is concerned. It does call attention to how both Stewart and the Queen are using the dead for their own purposes. Stewart is obviously morally better, he’s not enslaving his sister’s soul and all he wants is to help his mom, but it is a point of overlap between the two. Another great moment is where he tells Shepherd that heroes are as fragile as the people they protect, and flashes to his mom was so good. This series has done a great job showing John's emotional core beneath his stoic exterior.

JLvGvK #4 - Aquaman unleashing a Kraken to beat back the Monsterverse Kaijus is the kind of dumb fun I’m here for.

Hellblazer #1 - Team doesn’t miss a beat from where they left off, great start. For a second I was hoping to see Levi Kramel show up instead of Holland, but the swamp being turned into a golf course is the first acknowledgement I’ve seen of how the South has become more “business friendly” since the 80s when Moore wrote about the area.

Wonder Woman #5 - As a "Circe is Wonder Woman's archnemesis" believer, it made me happy that Sovereign was nervous about recruiting her and conceded she might possibly use him to her advantage rather than the other way around. Turning Steel into a pig before accepting the offer made me cackle too. Also as someone who thinks Grail doesn't have to suck, Sovereign respecting her enough to recruit her in person was a nice touch. Grail being the evil dominatrix certainly is one way to build her up as a foil for Diana. Glad King is not having all of the Wondy villains meekly follow Sovereign's lead, they all show that they're not lackies like Steel is by bullying him when he tries to recruit him. What the hell is going on with Angle Man though, I'm intrigued. Yara sounded off but I do think King mostly understood what drives each of the Girls. Yara's a hothead who cares underneath all her bravado, Cassie is the tomboy who became more comfortable with herself after meeting Diana, and Donna is Diana's little sister and thus the most like her. Donna challenging Diana to playing video games actually made me smile, do I like Donna now? I don’t know if I want to connect with that character given her convoluted nature, but King is winning me over. And yeah I loved how they decided fuck their oaths actually, they were going to help Diana like it or not.

Fantastic Four #16 - Lovely issue featuring the kids, I’m a sucker for whenever it’s shown that while she might be smarter than her dad, Val is still just a kid and makes mistakes. I also like how Franklin is portrayed as a capable pilot, something he has in common with his Uncle Johnny.

#weekly reviews

[orange-ghost]

Long post? I've been thinking a lot about Sia's "Music" lately. No, I'm not trying to insult her. I'm talking about the film. Her diagnosis has been all over my timelines, and most people are condemning her for the film's content nonetheless.

I think all the other big Autism accounts have criticized her well enough that I don't need to add on. As they should. They've all said what I wanted to say & I personally won't be forgiving her so easily. But the "Music" fiasco... actually reminds me of how PAPERBOY (my webcomic) was born, in a way?

Matthew & his classmates have lived in my head since 2015. And I remember that when I started PB, I actually didn't know I was Autistic yet, either. At the time, all I knew was that I was a kid in Special Ed, that disability was an unspeakable topic, and that a lot of the people involved in it treated me badly.

Kids' brains are like sponges-- they soak up whatever's around them. And I was raised drowning inside of an awful program. One that didn't show nor teach us respect, acceptance, or anything like that.

I resented, looked down at "certain" kids with the more noticeable disabilities, for "making SPED kids look bad! You're the reason we ALL get seen as less than!" And the thought that I could ever really count as a disabled kid was my worst nightmare. Because in my head, being disabled would mean that all this abuse was justified. And that I was truly & utterly inferior.

And I'd wring out all that nasty thought-process water. It would spill onto the pages of notebooks that became PAPERBOY's first drafts. And oh, believe me, it stained.

But, unlike Sia, I was a kid then. She's grown. She also put that shitty story up for all to see, while mine was restricted to notebooks. And it was only a year or two after I learned about being diagnosed as a baby that the ND movement(s) started blowing up online. So I looked into it, and like... it opened my 14-year-old mind up a lot.

So you know what I started doing? CHANGING THE STORY. Writing a better one. One that was much less hateful. And I changed the core message from "fuck disability, and fuck Special Ed too!" to "being different is not something we should feel punished and pain for. We are a community. And we deserve better."

Autism is neutral & one if the most human things I can think of. It's not to be demonized or glorified. It's not a tragedy, and it's not always some amazing miracle, either. We are people, not props. We deserve to be spoken & storytold about realistically. And we should be embraced at the end of the day. You need to be willing to learn how to listen & respect life's Autistics as they are.

Sia can't undo the real life harm she & her ableism inflicted. I can't, either. But... she CAN choose to change, grow up & out of it, and maybe lead her audience with her. Hopefully, with her new diagnosis, all that time offline, and a crap ton of self-reflection, she can. I mean, I managed, and I'm nowhere near as life-experienced, smart, OR skilled as she is!

Truth be told, I kinda hope she makes another Autism movie? With a big writing team of experienced, Autistic storytellers who know what they're doing. Cast Autistic actors. And instead of writing about somebody that she clearly doesn't see as an equal, she can actually level with them & write them a better story, too. "Music" was dedicated to somebody, right? I think that Somebody deserved a story where they're not just seen, but they're heard. And spotlighted! (Music certainly wasn't.) So... why not try again?

Or hey, maybe not even that, maybe she can try writing from her own experiences as an Autistic woman this time. Growing up undiagnosed, what that was like for her, dealing with a taught self-hatred in a mask that seems to have controlled her life.

I don't know. I like to live my life focusing more on what we CAN do about something instead of doubling down or getting stuck on what we can't. And I think others should, too.

Doubt she's reading this, but like... you've gotta make this right, Sia. Do better. Figure something else out. That's all.

#sia #sia music #sia music film #autism #autistic #actually autistic #actually autism #thoughts #thought dump #Music movie #Music sia #autistic artist #being autistic #internalized ableism #ableism #ableist violence #ableist people #ableist language cw #special education #special ed #undiagnosed disability #disability #undiagnosed autism #undiagnosed autistic #disabled creator #disabled writer #self improvement

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

I am Batman Part 6

Bryce decides the best way to deal with the new reveal of her status is to find Lucius Fox, who is like in that one movie working a shit-end job, and go: HERE IS YOUR NEW CEO WHO WAS SHOVED HERE SINCE HE DIDN'T AGREE WITH ANYTHING! And then BOOK it.

She ain't being CEO, fuck that noise.

Lucius does good work though, letting Bryce focus on her kids, and herself and mourning the boy she thought could have been part of their family.

At this time, Jason is sixteen. Dick is 20, Barbara is 21. Bryce is 33. Tim WOULD have been 13. Alfred is Alfred.

However, around this time Bryce can’t go out as Batman due to the increased focus on her. Nor is Jason able to go out due to his injuries.

Bryce ends up telling someone who she is. And who is that?

J’onn.

No, really he’s the one she tells because she needs HIS help given he can look like Batman and is more willing to do creepy shit compared to someone like Superman.

J’onn is impressed she hid it so long and is more than willing to play as Bryce deals with paparazzi stalking the farm. She ends up calling the cops a lot on the ones who enter her property so they do end up stopping there.

Bryce does give an interview cause why not. And when they show up to the farm, they're expecting like... the socialite form of a farmer. Delicate. Gentle. Wearing some sort of cottage core dress and looking so small.

They get 6'2" Bryce whose built like a linebacker. She's broad, buff and meets the reporter carrying a baby calf. Dressed in a ratty t-shirt, a pair of gross blue jeans and looking done.

They also get Dixon White who moved back to Gotham after Jason's accident who is flirty, hot and very much the beautiful farmer's daughter.

They also get Jason who is the city boy but also has a lot of burns and scars from the explosion they're passing off as him being in one of Joker's random ass attacks.

Side note, Jason is on crutches right now and HATES being benched so he's not happy with the reporter.

They also have Alfred who is keeping house and being a grandfather.

Oh and Gotham, posing as the weirdo friend who twice attempts to teach the photographer how to hotwire a car.

Yeah, it's a wild interview. Dick finds it hilarious he's the beautiful farmer's daughter. Jason photoshops his face onto those Robots from Futurama.

Bryce and J'onn become best friends by the time this is all over and the reporters realize they can't change Bryce White into the debutant beauty they thought she would be. So she gets to go out and terrify people again.

With J'onn as a best friend, Bryce ends up being around the Young Justice group as it forms and honestly it hurts her so much cause shit, Tim could have been on that team.

Bryce helps out the team, being the terrifying Batman but a good teacher to them.

Meanwhile, in Gotham Barbara Gordon becomes Oracle. An all-seeing eye that was the victim of cyber crimes, a hissing voice.

It's Oracle who catches a purple-suited girl running around. A solution to an issue Bryce and Jason had. He couldn't go out. Not yet. So they needed someone to take his place.

Hello Spoiler.

Stephanie Brown is ushered into the family after Bryce stalks her for a bit... and then drops down to beat the shit out of her 17-year-old boyfriend.

"What was that for?"

"You started dating last year. You're only 14. That's creepy. And he turns 18 next month. That's worse."

Stephanie is a good Street Rat but Jason finds himself angry. He understood the idea behind it. But he hates it still.

Jason finds himself avoiding the girl, easy since her mom is still around. But in his avoiding her, he finds himself in the shop more and more.

I'm really torn with Jason because I view Jason as honestly struggling with this. He may have agreed to have her step in, but it isn't what he wants. More so since a kid died.

I also think Jason ends up moving into the apartment above the store when he's 17. It hurts Bryce but she accepts it as he gets back on his feet and begins to figure himself out.

Bryce is helping with Young Justice when they find a cloning lab. She helps them break in and they find Conner. Which leads to issues with Superman.

Bryce gets why Superman isn't okay just yet. But she also fully believes Connor needs a solid ground. So she proposes taking Connor herself, and 'letting him stay with a family I am close to'.

Which how does the Bat know these people? But whatever, fuck it in the end.

Side note, Bryce threatens Kara and Clark when she hears about Kon meaning abomination. Like outright, Batman has Kryptonite out and she will skin them if they try shit.

Clark is at least ashamed, Kara takes longer but she gets there.

Clark needing time to adjust to Connor is fine in my eyes, and Connor getting a home solves the issue of 'a kid having no ties to anyone'.

But anyway so Bryce White welcomes a new child into her home, Connor who'd been raised in total isolation as a social experiment. It makes the news and Bryce finds herself at a charity Gala wearing a to fancy dress Alfred gushed over. Bryce who is more at hom ein her torn plaid shirt and stained sweatpants.

Jason might not be around the family much right now but he demands pictures.

Bryce drags Dick with her solely cause screw it, let her beautiful farmer's daughter in on this. It is funny.

Bryce nearly punches six people and 'accidentally' spills wine on a guy. Dick gets way to much blackmail.

Bryce vows never to go to another.

She ends up going to the next one.

Of course while this is all happening, the League of Assassins notice a change in Rat. And wonder why. When a John Doe matching Timothy Drake's description is found in a hospital, they think they know why.

The boy is taken, and sadly it seems the brain damage and unknown way he was brought back has damaged his old skills

No worry, they'll fix that.

#i am batman au #bryce white #dick grayson #richard grayson #jason todd #connor kent #stephanie brown #alfred pennyworth #martain manhunter #j'onn and Bryce are besties #look he's the first to know #she latches on #personally I don't like clark to much #mostly cause I think a lot of comics make him self righteous as fuck #but he's not a bad man #just... he has flaws #and connor is a huge one #but he was right in part to be suspicious and wary #and he was right to feel violated

[nick-charlie4]

And now Heartstopper is transfixing me in a similar way. Upon my writing this, I’m re-watching its current eight episode run a fourth time through, and it was released just a little over two weeks ago. I’m obsessed. So obsessed that I felt compelled to write about this amazing show and why I like it so much.

I don’t want to draw too many parallels between Community and Heartstopper, as they are two very different shows, but they do share some important similarities. Both shows feature a core cast of outcasts trying to figure out their way in the world; both take place in a school, one at an American community college and the other at British grammar schools; and both feature a diverse cast. I’m often drawn to shows like this, with Freaks and Geeks another notable example and a progenitor of this type of television drama.

The outcasts of Heartstopper are 14- and 15-year-old kids who are all trying to figure themselves out, who don’t quite fit into what’s necessarily popular, and who all have the largest and most brilliant hearts of gold, who—through all the disagreements, misunderstandings, and arguments—are able to acknowledge their faults, change their habits, express their love, and just be so terribly, genuinely, and thoughtfully friendly to each other. Every episode ends and I’m left just feeling so hopeful that despite all the horror that happens in this messed-up world that maybe—just maybe—we might all be able to get along after all.

Each episode of Heartstopper is also so expertly crafted to the highest degree: it shows when it doesn’t need to tell, and when it does tell, it is through finely crafted dialogue that creates believable and consistent characters; it weighs each scene with its proper due before cutting to the next; it uses light and color with such sensitivity as to paint each character’s motivations before we even hear them speak. The opening scene, for example, sees our geeky, lanky, curly-haired hero, Charlie Spring (Joe Locke), walking through the halls of Truham Boys School, smile on his face as he reads an Instagram message on his phone from someone called Ben: “Can’t wait to see you x.” Charlie continues to make his way through the colorful hallways of the school as upbeat music by Baby Queen plays. We see someone take down Christmas decorations which is all we need to see to alert us that it must be January. But eventually Charlie finds himself in the dark, shadowy, deserted school library. “Ben?” he asks the room, only to discover that Ben sent him a second message requesting to meet up later. Charlie struggles to type in a response, “Okay,” with a smiley and heart emoji, his face suddenly drained of happiness.

It seems a simple series of images and events, but in the space of just over a minute into the first episode we learn with no dialogue that Charlie seems confident that he knows who he is and he has a colorful personality, but something already doesn’t seem quite right with Ben. Ben is shadowy and secretive where Charlie is bright and assured. It’s clear that Ben and Charlie are not on the same page, and we haven’t yet even seen the two of them speak words to each other let alone appear in the same room together.

Meanwhile in the next scene, when we get introduced to Nick (Kit Connor), the other hero of the series, we instead are told through words that he’s a year older than Charlie and that he’s the star rugby player on the school’s team. After Charlie hears this from his teacher to discover that that’s who he’s going to sit next to in form—after having just been rained upon by Ben—we can see the frustration grow on Charlie’s face. However, when the camera pans to the direction of Nick, students moving out of shot to show him sitting at his desk, the camera focusing, a sun beam lighting Nick up in a warm hue, prismatic rainbows appearing to emanate from his comforting face, we immediately feel reassured by Nick’s presence. Tastefully animated colorful leaves wisp across the screen (another signature visual technique of this series), suggesting Charlie’s imagination getting lifted away in the wind as he makes his way to Nick, a giant smile on his face erasing all memories of his frustrating morning, and both boys exchange nervous greetings of hi, the first of countless exchanges of such a simple word that will take on new and deeper meaning as the series progresses. But even though we were told one thing about Nick, the visuals tell us something else entirely. Nick isn’t the average macho star rugby player but someone else more gentle and warm. The scene is also enriched by the music of series composer, Adiescar Chase, whose soft, sometimes poppy, electronic soundtrack creates a soundscape that is cautiously hopeful yet is seasoned with subtle shades of melancholy and doubt.

It makes sense that a show like Heartstopper would be good at showing the story through vibrant images rather than telling through the limitations of words, as the television series is based on a series of graphic novels by Alice Oseman, she too also writing the TV series. At points throughout the episode, for example, the camera uses splitscreen to show various camera angles of the same scene or of two different locations entirely, each vantage separated by white bars, chopping the screen into the characteristic panels of a graphic novel. It’s a very simple technique to allow us to thoroughly process a lot of information in a short space of time, and a lovely homage to the source material itself. And while this is a clever visual technique that allows Heartstopper to show rather than tell, we will also still discover that the writing is just as masterful as the visuals themselves, limitations of words and all.

And while the words used to describe Nick might suggest he is not an outcast to compliment an entire cast of outcasts, the visuals suggest that there might be something deeper within Nick that has been buried and is as yet unseen. That said, when we meet Charlie’s friends it becomes especially apparent that—a least for now—most of the cast is properly an outcast. At lunchtime, we meet Tao (William Gao) and Isaac (Tobie Donovan). Where Isaac is often quiet with his nose in a book, Tao is outspoken and unafraid to express his opinions, something that will get him into trouble later on in the series. He describes the trio as a group of outcasts, telling Charlie that he’s crazy to think Nick would be different from any other rugby player since he’s the star of the team and is friends with a bunch of “loud, gross, year 11s.” Charlie seems undeterred, seeming to sense something different about Nick, just as we did when we first met him in form. This whole conversation is so expertly written and directed; in a few short exchanges and a few underplayed facial reactions, Tao pressing Charlie to, “Be careful!” with Nick, we learn that while this group might be outcasts, they love and care deeply for each other.

The remaining character to meet during this episode to fill out the core cast of heros—at least for now—is Elle (Yasmin Finney), who is a young, transgendered woman who recently transferred to the nearby Higgs Girls School to escape bullying. Tao clearly holds a fondness for her (“You’re allowed to miss her,” Charlie supportively remarks), as he’s been buying two bottles of apple juice all week, forgetting that he and Elle can no longer share lunch together. Since the first episode mainly revolves around Charlie and Nick, we sadly don’t get to see much more of Elle this episode, and we learn only that she has yet to make friends at her new school. But the series will eventually—with one notable exception—give each main character their due. And lastly, I am so grateful that we have a Black trans woman represented on the show who is herself played by a Black trans woman.

As the episode progresses, and as Elle’s introduction reinforces, we are reminded that we still live in a world where queers are ridiculed and feel the need to hide who they really are out of fear of becoming outcasts. When we eventually do see Charlie meet up with Ben (Sebastian Croft), it is hidden away in the music room. And while Ben and Charlie do get to share a kiss, when it is over, Ben straightens up, wipes his lips dry with the back of his hand, and requests that they still keep it all a secret.

And then later, as Charlie and Nick are walking to maths (a great scene that shows the incredible chemistry Joe Locke and Kit Connor already share as Charlie badgers Nick for being chaotic, doing his homework on the way to class, and Nick remarking that that makes him sound much cooler than he actually is), Charlie says hello to Ben as they were all passing each other in the corridor. Ben coldly tells Charlie, “Why are you talking to me? I don’t even know who you are.” And while Ben will apologize to Charlie in a later scene, it’s disingenuous, and Charlie knows it, as he later hides in the art room during lunch, offloads on Mr. Ajayi (Fisayo Akinade), his mentor who is also gay, and who says that he’ll need to talk to Ben, as difficult as that is since he knows how hard it is for Charlie to be honest (at least Charlie is confident he knows he has a hard time being honest). I also felt such loneliness for Charlie when he said he can’t even talk about these sorts of things to his friends, because they wouldn’t understand since they’re not gay. This loneliness is real in far too many of us queers, especially when we’re young, and that reality is meaningfully reflected in that seemingly innocuous comment as well as in Ben’s unwillingness to even associate openly with an out gay boy.

Queers also go to incredible lengths to hide themselves, as later Charlie catches Ben at the school gate kissing a girl. This ends up being the final straw for Charlie who later breaks up with him via some Instagram messages. I found myself cheering Charlie on during this scene while also empathizing a little bit with Ben who struggles to be out of the closet. This is an arc that will continue to play out throughout the rest of the next seven episodes as it addresses the pains we queers feel about the need to lie about ourselves.

Eventually, Charlie unexpectedly finds himself being invited to play on the rugby team after Nick saw how fast Charlie could run during P.E. class. Before Charlie even gets to prove himself to the rest of the boys on the team, he overhears them making disparaging comments about him, that he’s so small they think he’s in year 8, that he can’t play, that he doesn’t like sports, and that everyone knows he’s gay. In due time, however, as Charlie learns how to play rugby and gets better and better, the whole team does seem to warm to him (seem the operative word), but this is another arc that will continue to play out for the rest of the series, coming to a heart-wrenching climax in the penultimate episode.

The episode soon progresses to its conclusion. Following one of the rugby practices, Nick notices that Charlie seems distracted, and so secretly follows him to the music block where he’s meeting up with Ben, who wants to talk to Charlie about why he broke up with him. During an intensely real conversation, Charlie is able to express that it’s fine if Ben needs time to come out but that he still needs to treat him like a human when others are around. Ben grossly tries to force Charlie to kiss him in a legitimately rapey moment, but one of our heroes, Nick, springs out from the corner and forces Ben away from Charlie and tells Ben to piss off.

Nick takes a moment to make sure Charlie is okay, but Charlie only says he’s sorry. “You have nothing to be sorry about,” Nick says, “Sorry,” Charlie responds, to which Nick comments, “You say sorry a lot.” Nick stops Charlie from saying sorry a third time, but Charlie brightens a bit with a subtle smile and remarks, “I kinda wanna say it.” This “s-word,” as Nick will label it in episode seven, will become a recurring trope, reminding us of Nick and Charlie’s first, shared, vulnerable encounter together.

[ncisladaily]

The Office of Special Projects wrapped up one final case in Sunday’s series finale of NCIS: Los Angeles — but that was really not the core of the episode.

In fact, showrunner R. Scott Gemmill said, the final case — in which the team helps a deep-cover ATF agent break up an arms-dealing ring — “was secondary to what we wanted to do,” which was put the characters viewers spent 14 seasons and 323 episodes watching in a good place as the series wrapped. Thus Callen (Chris O’Donnell) and Anna (Bar Paly) ditch their stressful plans for a big wedding and opt for a small courthouse ceremony. Kensi (Daniela Ruah) and Deeks (Eric Christian Olsen) find out they’re having a baby, Rountree (Caleb Castille) gets a life-changing settlement in his case against the LAPD, and Sam (LL Cool J) gets promising news about a medical trial for his dad (Richard Gant).

“It was just about going character by character and figuring out what they’ve been through, what they deserve and what we’d like to see for the future,” Gemmill, who wrote the series finale with Kyle Harimoto, told The Hollywood Reporter. “And what is the hopeful version of that, and I think we did our best doing that for every one of the characters.”

The series ends not at the wedding, however, but with Callen and Hanna traveling to Morocco to search for Hetty (Linda Hunt) — and reuniting with old colleagues Nell (Renee Felice Smith), Nate (Peter Cambor) and Sabatino (Erik Palladino). “What do you say, gentlemen? Are you ready for your next adventure?” Nell asks.

“Yeah,” Callen replies. “This is gonna be fun.”

Gemmill spoke with THR about why he likes a happy ending, putting together the reunion scene — and how one character got a “stay of execution” when COVID shut down production three years ago.

How much ahead of the public announcement that the show was ending did you find out about it?

We didn’t have a whole lot of time. And also, we didn’t know if we were going to have one or two episodes. We originally planned it as one finale episode, and then CBS was nice enough to give us two episodes. So then we had to rethink, again, in terms of what it means to have a two-parter. It was a little bit pressed for time, but this is what we do. We did the best job we could.

Since this is a show designed around weekly stories, along with ongoing character arcs, did you have to shift your thinking some as you brought the series to an end?

Writing a pilot is very difficult, and I think the next hardest thing is writing the finale of a series. Especially a show that’s been on for 14 seasons, there’s so much story that you’ve done, characters that have gone through life-changing events, and now you have to bring it all to a close. For us, it was really about trying to leave the fans in a really good place and not trying to be splashy or fancy or clever, but really leaving the characters knowing that they’re going to be OK — that they’re happy going forward. As a fan myself, when a series ends that I really enjoyed, I really prefer that it ends in a “happily ever after” sort of way. Cheesy as it might be, I just feel like if you’ve invested that much time in watching a show, you want leave in a satisfied state. That’s what we tried to do, was just bring every character’s story to some sort of conclusion that still offers hope for the future. I think “hope” is the key word.

What was breaking the final episodes like for the writers room?

It was just about going character by character and figuring out what they’ve been through, what they deserve and what we’d like to see for the future. And what is the hopeful version of that, and I think we did our best doing that for every one of the characters.

Did you build the case around the character beats or vice versa?

The story was secondary to what we wanted to do. We basically knew we want Callen to get married. We want Kensi and Deeks to find out they’re going to have a baby. We want Sam’s father to be accepted to a promising medical trial. We want it to wrap up Rountree’s case with law enforcement. And we wanted to send some hope that we’re gonna go save Hetty — we wanted to address that. Linda [Hunt] wasn’t available — had she been available, it might have been a little different, but we sort of gave it that service. We also wanted to revisit some characters that we’ve seen in the past, either through the wedding or through what we had in mind for the last scene, which was our guys in Morocco, on their way to try and rescue Hetty.

Were there other combinations of characters for that final scene that you had on the board?

It comes down to time, money and availability. I would have everybody and his brother there that I could have [laughs]. We wanted Arkady (Vyto Ruginis), we put him in the show. We wanted to see Deeks’ mother (Pamela Reed) again, she was at the wedding. Sabatino made an appearance, Nate made an appearance, and Nell. I would have had everybody if I could have, but it just isn’t feasible. We tried to give a nod to the past and to the future.

If you were to think about going past this episode, now that G is married, do you think that would change anything about the way he works?

Possibly. There was a script that was supposed to be the finale three years ago, where Anna got shot and killed. That was the year of COVID, and we didn’t shoot our finale. So she got a stay of execution and they ended up getting married [laughs]. So you never know what’s going to happen. With Callen, had we had another season coming, I’m not sure they would have gotten married in the finale, but I’m sure we would have gotten them married at some point. Knowing that there was the end of this series, we certainly put things into play that we may not have if we knew we were going to have to pick them up and carry them into the next season.

It was also fun to see Kensi and Deeks, in the scenes where they’re on overwatch, just get to talk and make cracks at each other.

The case was very secondary to really spending time with our characters, which is what the audience tunes in for. I’m sure they don’t remember the cases, but they do remember the interactions between the characters.

What was the last thing that you shot?

The last scene we filmed was on our stages. The last scene [of the episode] was shot prior to that out in the desert, although it was very, very green.

What was the atmosphere on set like on the last day?

It was very bittersweet. It was tough. It was a lot of tears, but that is also a sign of how much fun we’ve had and how lucky we’ve been. If a show goes down after one year, you don’t have the same level of attachment to those people that you do after 14. We saw people get married, have kids, so it was very emotional because ultimately it’s about the people that you work with. It was one thing to not do the show — we would have been OK if we could have just done a new show, you know? Everyone would have been a lot less upset because they would get to work together [again]. We have a really great family that works together and plays together. To know that now we’re all going to go to the four corners of the earth is, or at least four corners of Hollywood [laughs], is a little tough to face.

While there’s been some cast turnover, to have a show go this long and have your four leads there essentially the entire time, and you were there the whole time. I would imagine you had long-time crew as well — that’s a lot of history.

That’s a testimony to how well everyone gets along and how much we enjoy working together. That’s what makes it so difficult [to end it]. It’s not so much about the show itself. It’s really about the people.

On a more serious note, with the writers strike ongoing, what would you say are the most pressing issues that you want the guild to work out with the studios?

I think the AI thing is what scares me the most. That’s really come to be a real issue. And it’s not just for writers, it’s for studio execs, it’s for graphic artists, it’s for animators, it’s for just about everyone. If we were on the forefront of finding a way to come up with some laws for that. I mean, there are other issues too, with, you know, the mini-rooms and trying to establish day rates for writers and other silliness. When we go on strike, it’s never for the people who are sort of in the business at the moment, it’s more about for the future of the business and the future writers, and I think nothing speaks to that as an issue more than AI.

Did you take anything home with you after filming wrapped?

The guys gave me a sign from Surfside Sully’s. I don’t even remember what season it was [Ed. note: season two], but we built a beach bar in Santa Monica where we did a full burn and had a neon sign. So they gave me that, which was nice. But I didn’t personally take anything, just a lot of memories. I would have liked that golden shark from Squid and Dagger, but it was gone already.

Any last thoughts about having been with this series for so long?

It was a great, great run. I’m sad it’s over. I think we all are. You know, when you see grown men, tough, tough men coming up to you crying, you’ve done something right. We were blessed that CBS kept us on as long as they did. It will be a while before any of us to do that again, if we ever do.

#s14 #ncis la

[ashthehermit]

Legends of Tomorrow: A Retrospective 1.10

Ugh.  I don't care for this one.  I can put up with a lot of nonsense in a show.  I don't require shows to necessarily be good, as long as they are fun.  But this episode annoyed me to the point of considering abandoning this series.  I believe I did for a time.  I believe I started skipping episodes that bored me just to make it to the finale.

This episode centres around this time travel ethics question.  If you could time travel, would you go back and kill baby Hitler?  My question is - what's the point?  It's a time travel paradox - a thought experiment.  If you were to kill Hitler, how would he become the terrible person you know him to be, and therefore how would you know to kill him?  It's the grandfather paradox, but with extra steps.  The question of 'should we kill a baby?' is kind of nothing to me.  The answer is - well, this is never going to come up.  To kill the baby would create a paradox, and well, you will have killed a baby.  Secondly, no one is a time traveller, so it will never be a problem.

Tragically, these characters are time travellers.  And they're going to spend all episode pondering over this problem that does not develop their characters, is philosophically shallow, and comes to an obvious conclusion.

PROGENY

Once again on a CW show, we are treated to a holding cell that lacks a toilet.  Flash later retconned this to reveal that there were secret folding toilets in the wall of the pipeline the whole time, but it doesn't make up for the fact that Team Flash were holding people illegally and without trial.  At least this time, the Legends are openly criminals.  

Rip says that in the future, governments gave way to corporations.  Seems plausible.  Everyone dresses in sci-fi outfits that are deeply fine, but at least they're not leather jackets.  Rip predicts that a virus will decimate humanity.  This episode is gonna wring me out, I know it.

Ray decides to find out how his suit became autonomous, and used as cops.  Rip says he should do that.  It's unclear why.  Rip hates to change history unless it fits his personal scheme.  Why does Ray need to bother with this?  We are in another dystopian future, and it is as uninspired as the other hellscapes we have been treated to.

'We already know what pushes this punk to the dark side.'

We are in it now.  Rip compares the child they have to murder - Per Degaton - to Hitler, in case the analogy was lost on us.  Stein makes the argument that they should not stoop to Savage's methods.  It's a conversation entirely full of cliches.  They settle on kidnapping him.  Rip refers to Degaton as 'baby Hitler', just to drive the hammer home.  God, I'm so tired of this.

Ten episodes in and we haven't really got to the core of who Kendra is as a person.  We are treated to a sepia flashback where she is wearing a terrible wig.  They have little Aldous to take care of.  Remember him?  He died really early on, and we didn't know who he was either.

'No litter, no street crime, no smog, how soon can we leave?'

Snart refers to Degaton as future Hitler again.  This episode doesn't want to trust its audience at all.  They successfully kidnap the kid, all while Ray is having a crisis visiting his future company.  There's even a statue of him to prove it.  They're completely immoral, of course.  Ray compares himself to a Nazi scientist.  Ugh.

Ray is also worried about his future kids.  Right now he has none, so how can he have descendants?  This perhaps isn't the most important thing, but by gum he's going to overthink it anyway.  They theorise that a girl who ghosted Ray might have been pregnant.  They come to this conclusion way too quickly.  This is annoying anyway.  This timeline where PalmerTech is an evil company will never come to pass, because the canon of Arrow won't allow it.  Hell, the canon of this show can't allow it.

'[She] ghosted me, the week before we left.' 'She died?'

Turns out that kidnapping the kid did nothing to change the timeline.  Savage comes to power anyway.  Seems like the kid wasn't important anyway.  They're back to debating killing him now.  It's a repeat of the same conversation we had earlier.  Sara believes that Degaton can change.  They all want to believe that Rory can change too.  Obviously they all can.  Let's move on.  We get a drawn out moment where Rip might be about to kill Degaton, and instead cuts his sedative line.  Then he takes the jump ship off.  Please.  Let this end.  The gang immediately assume he's going to kill Per Degaton.  

This episode is purely filler.  We dwell so much on Rip's backstory and don't expand on it in any way.  We get no further sense of what his family were even like.  Kendra's flashbacks also don't tell us anything new about her life.  Everything in it, Aldous already told us in far less time.  Kendra reveals that she feels like she's cheating on Carter with Ray.  It doesn't land.  Carter has been absent for eight episodes now.  They were never a convincing couple.  I was told earlier that Kendra already had all her memories back, and there's no clear reason she's having these flashbacks now.  Carter's not even about.  Aldous is long dead.  Ugh.

'Not committing murder is generally considered the right thing, Captain.'

Rip points his gun at Per Degaton.  Let this END.  Rip comes to the conclusion that there are some things he would not do to save his wife and son.  He has a potted talk with the kid about goodness, and then apparently abandons him next to a lake.  Savage attacks the ship, although I have no idea how he found it.  That connection he has with Kendra is less clear than the connection Stein has with Jax.  Surely, if he used his connection, he should have found them much sooner.  There's a punch up.

It turns out that the lady from the evil robot company is descended from Ray's idiot brother.  It cheats us out of any emotional resolution on that score, which makes me believe that this whole arc was just a waste of time.  This episode is frankly a waste of time.  They convince the lady to disable her robots in about two seconds.

'If you don't let us disable your evil robot army, the whole world will be destroyed.'

Rip threatens Per Degaton AGAIN.  This time it's to save Sara, but what's the damn point?  The evil goons in this episode also seem to be dressed in hockey pads.  

We see a lot more of Ray and Kendra's room in this episode.  It makes me yearn for the days when there will be less sparse rooms on this ship.  Ray's room has no furniture, let alone belongings.  His room in the future will have a hoard of characterful belongings.

We cut back to Savage and Degaton.  Savage is talking about Oedipus, but he's changing it to be all about killing the father, and leaving out the unfortunate incest part.  It's showing Savage convincing Degaton to kill his father.  Gideon confirms that their actions have done nothing to alter the timeline.  The gang has learned nothing.  The timeline has not changed.  The episode spends a lot of time on Per Degaton, a character we had not heard of until this episode.  It is all about Savage's rise to power, when we had heard precious little about this from Rip up until now.  And why do we care?  Sure, he kills Rip's family, but the more we hear about them the less we learn.  The team have no real stake in saving the world in 2166, as they will all be long dead by then, and not all of them are that altruistic.  What was the point of any of this?

Mick reveals that the Time Masters have sent hunters to get him back.  Curious why he did not mention this before, when it's a clear risk to his life.  This leads to him being released from the brig, but nothing changed over the course of the episode to get him there.  There's no reason for him to offer that information at that point, instead of earlier.  

There have been a lot of bad episodes this season so far, but I hate this one the most.

#legends retrospective #legends of tomorrow #dc's legends of tomorrow #arrowverse #cw

[phoenixyfriend]

OKAY so on the topic of Star Wars takes wrt “character ends up in an A/B/O universe where they’re an omega, but they were previously a cis male in their canon”

@atagotiak and I had some Thoughts on discord

So, obviously, Anakin would make a good omega and he’s also incredibly murdery. Foregone conclusion that we're using him for this.

There is no preexisting Anakin in the Omegaverse. He shows up JUST as the war is starting. Canon timeline is in the third year of the war (he’s 22), but whatever dumped him into omegaverse also tossed him back a few years. No de-aging, just a bit of mismatched timeline stuff.

He's... really good at war, and clearly a Jedi, so the Temple just kind of goes "WELL OKAY THEN, SURE, YOU'RE IN, EVERYONE PRETEND HE'S BEEN HERE THE WHOLE TIME." The Jedi, by and large, don't care about omegaverse dynamics beyond 'what do you need, medically, to be happy and healthy' and 'what do you need to be aware of so you can be prepared for biases you encounter in the field?’

None of the civilian natborns (mainly politicians) want to put him on the field because of those biases. Anakin, being Anakin, is VERY blatantly an omega in scent, has never been on suppressants (because it wasn't a thing he fucking NEEDED), is incredibly emotional as a person, loves kids, etc.

Like, nobody wants an omega fighting a war anyway, but THIS one is like PINNACLE omega, and those awful Jedi are making him FIGHT just because he's good at stab!

The Jedi: Actually, it's because he's got several years of war experience that we don't, and he's a good tactician that works well with the clones-- Coruscant: You MONSTERS The Jedi: Look, we gave him the option to not stab and he looked absolutely devastated. Anakin, several days earlier: You don’t want me? I’m not good enough??? Jedi: Also he can beat up at least half the temple.

He doesn't know a damn thing about dynamics, but he DOES know that sometimes he's so horny he wants to stab HARDER. The clones are largely disinterested in their generals' dynamics because between mostly-Mando* trainers and no-dynamic Kaminoans, they only really care if a person can shoot.

* Mandalore approves of Fighty Omegas. As far as (traditional) Mandalore is concerned, you want an omega that will kill the threats to your children as well as you do.

Anakin: You know more about being an omega than I do. Rex: ...I'm an alpha. Anakin: Yeah. Let that one sink in a bit.

We have two options for Obi-Wan!

Omegaverse local Obi-Wan (beta) has never met this man before, and is very unnerved that the immediate default reaction Anakin has to his presence is releasing Family pheromones as if Obi-Wan is his DAD and like. This strange, too-tall man from another dimension has got absolutely NO control over what he projects in the Force OR in his dynamic.

Obi-Wan was ALSO transplanted from canon to omegaverse, and is also an omega, for contrast reasons. He is nice and friendly and and likes poetry and that sort of thing... but also he has the highest dismemberment count in the movies. Also he doesn’t prioritize romance.

We went with the second one because it's hilarious.

Someone watching them spar: Wow, omegas from that universe are terrifying.

As previously mentioned, now with some tweaking to account for both: Obi-Wan and Anakin just straight up don't exist until they drop headfirst into the council room, already covered in blood. (It's mostly not theirs.)

Nobody realizes either one is an omega until they "naturalize" to this dimension and Anakin goes into heat... and doesn't realize it, actually, because his primary symptom is heightened protectiveness and aggression. Everyone else with the right nose realizes, because the man has no control over his pheromone production, but Anakin? No. He just stabs. He’s angry and horny and he will cut someone.

Ahsoka has no reaction to human pheromones but basically everyone smells Anakin's "my child!" reaction to her, so... Cool. Have a padawan, we guess.

Anakin ends up sparring a lot with Aayla and Ahsoka, because only humans and near humans have dynamics, so these two don't REACT to the pheromones situation.

(Palpatine is a Kindly Old Beta who tries to treat Anakin the way he EXPECTS Anakin wants to be treated, which is. Not. Accurate.)

(Anakin hates it.)

I'm just so in love with "An omega can't fight." "You wanna fuckin' bet?"

There are plenty of omega Jedi, by the way, it's just... most of them can keep it relatively low-key instead of Anakin's jet-engine broadcast. Some, if they're known to be omega, probably take advantage of being underestimated, like Obi-Wan probably (and especially a version of Obi-Wan that was always an omega, unlike this version). They have a very different way of presenting themselves than Anakin, who's not subtle about being an omega and also not subtle about being all aggressive and stabby.

At one point, Anakin has to protect some Very Traditional Individuals who get all "Stay back, Omega, it's not safe!" and he's just... so tired of this shit. “You are squishy civilians and I'm a trained Jedi Knight and accomplished GAR General who's killed more people in one sitting than there are in this entire palace. Sit the fuck down and let me do my job.”

It starts making the rounds that Anakin insisted on fighting in person, and the rumors shift from "how dare the Jedi force an omega to fight" and over into things that are deeply hurtful in-universe in the vein of "broken omega" and some people try to say it to his face but like...

He didn't grow up here.

He doesn't care.

Say that to one of his friends and he's going to rip out your spleen, probably, but say it to him and he's just staring at you flatly and asking if that's a negative on getting away from the encroaching battle droids, sir?

"You're rather unpleasant for an omega, aren't you?" [deeply offensive] "I literally could not give less of a fuck about your opinion. Move."

It's not that there aren't omegas that act like Anakin, either, it's just that most of them aren't, you know, Jedi who regularly interact with the upper crust, or capable of his level of destruction. Unbeknownst to Anakin, everyone clocks him as Outer Rim based on his behavior, well before his accent gives him away, and certainly before he mentions he's from Tatooine, because Core Omegas Don't Act Like That.

Someone they meet in a more diplomatic setting says something decently passive-aggressive about how at least Obi-Wan acts more like how an Omega should. Then a battle breaks out for some reason, and... well. Anakin and Obi-Wan cause such a scandal by keeping score of kills in a battle, don’t you know?

Turns out sending Anakin to fight Ventress is great because she keeps expecting him to react a certain way but NO he's here to STAB.

I like the idea that Obi-Wan's favorite opponent these days is Grievous because the cyborg doesn't have a nose, and thus gives zero fucks about dynamics or heats. Dooku is a rich old man who has opinions heavily influenced by Sith Juice Making Him More of a Dick, and the Dathomiri can smell dynamics even if they don't have them, and so they have biases about those things. Meanwhile, Grievous is just there to Kill, and Obi-Wan genuinely appreciates the lack of commentary on his dynamic.

Dooku’s probably an alpha, or a beta who's used the whole "we are more level-headed" thing as one of several angles to keep himself the public face and supreme commander of the CIS.

On to more fluffy things that have less to do with political biases.

There's a lot of "I'm upset that my loved ones don't know me," but also please understand the appeal of Obi-Wan marching up to Quinlan like "Yes, hello, I understand you've been read in on the full situation behind myself and my former padawan. I was close friends with your alternate universe self, which I feel is necessary disclosure before I propose the following: Would you like to join me for my upcoming heat, as I have minimal experience with the dynamics situation and even fewer people I actually trust, and I believe I can put my faith in you to treat it as casually as necessary while still having control and respect for my person."

(The Team is in a fairly safe place to process stuff, but having sudden unexpected changes to your biology has gotta be a little traumatizing, on top of ending up in a universe where none of your friends know you and people have a whole host of unfamiliar forms of sexism to point at you.)

Obi-Wan, who wasn't quite touch-averse but was much more easily overwhelmed by physical contact than Anakin (who craved it), suddenly finds his body switching gears and insisting on cuddles with Trusted Loved Ones, which is.... mostly Anakin, on account of nobody else really knowing him yet. Also Ahsoka, who is aware that she's something of a replacement for her alt-universe self, but Anakin explained it as "I love you so much no matter which dimension I'm in or what you're like, and I'd like to get to know you the way I got know her."

(It's rather eloquent for Anakin. He got Obi-Wan to help him draft up the script for when he pitched taking on omegaverse Ahsoka as a padawan.)

Anakin gets a more intensely sexual heat than 'usual' at one point for Reasons (IDK it could be as innocuous as 'we got better food than the usual rations and my body is reacting to the higher fat content with the belief that it's safer to have a baby now'), which nobody takes a whole lot of notice of because they're in a WAR, and also this is only his fourth one so it's not like he's got a lot to compare it to... except then the predominantly alpha clones can't stop themselves from reacting to the pheromones, mostly by wandering past his door and asking if he needs anything, offering up alpha-scented blankets and stuff for the nest to soothe the hormones, bringing snacks and electrolyte drinks, and like, Anakin is flattered, really, but fuck off please.

(He got a warning from medical a few hours before it hit that it would be different, so he actually does have alpha-scented fabrics to help him out. Apparently that's a thing you can just ask friends for, so he asked Rex if he had anything on hand that he could spare. He now has one of Rex’s recently-used sheets and a bodyglove in the nest.)

(Anakin has no idea how to feel about the nesting instinct, but at least it’s warm.)

Tia asked "Oh hey, who has the scared and horny reaction to his carnage?" and like.

Listen. I'm not saying I've been low-key imagining this as Rex being a very subby alpha who's really into Anakin's whole Thing but...

At one point Anakin gets injured in a way that requires painkillers and he ends up whining to the point of almost crying about the fact that nobody is cuddling him right now in medbay and Kix just gives up and comms Ahsoka to come hug her weird older brother.

And Then There Is Purring.

That’s a Thing Now.

Rex ends up in the pile somehow. He came over to check on Things and ended up yanked in by half-asleep, half-high Anakin, who has a grip like an octopus and no impulse control and is purring like a pod motor while NUZZLING HIM.

There’s a lot of blackmail photos featuring Rex’s very intense blush as he’s cuddled by his commander (giggling at him) and general (clinging like a tooka and rubbing himself all over).

Anakin is deeply offended that ANYONE thinks he'd want to get pregnant by just any old person, NO he needs to fall in LOVE there needs to be EMOTIONAL DRAMA and if Padme won't have him (apparently she's in a relationship and no he's not BITTER) then he'll find someone else to have a whirlwind romance with!

People think Anakin's a slut because he can't control his pheromone production (he has NO practice and for health reasons he can't go on suppressants) so he always smells open and ready for flirtations, which Obi-Wan also has to a somewhat lesser degree (he's older so his body just naturally produces less), and then someone tries to cross a boundary and grabs his ass and ANYWAY Anakin has to now fill out an incident report for breaking a civilian's arm.

Again.

#Anakin Skywalker #Obi Wan Kenobi #Ahsoka Tano #Captain Rex #Rexwalker #Quinlan Vos #star wars #the clone wars #time travel #omegaverse #alpha beta omega #phoenix posts

[erwinsvow]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞.

summary: you can't help but get jealous at all the girls who want your boyfriend, eren, the star of the basketball team.

warnings: jealousy, needy!reader, eren uses the petname bunny several times, teasing / kissing, generally eren being hot

something in the way he moves around, so effortlessly and with a swan-like grace you had never expected from a guy as big as eren is, has you shamelessly staring in the middle of his game. you can’t peel your eyes off of him, his sweaty figure and shiny skin reflecting the lights of the court.

the way he has his hands on the ball, gripped tightly and dribbling, before throwing a long toss to jean, is suddenly making you feel clammy and hot. it could be the heat of the packed gym, everyone’s bodies packed tightly together on the bleachers, watching the highly anticipated game of the season, but you know it’s something else entirely.

you wonder to yourself if he even sees you from his distance, or if you’re just a blurred face among hundreds of onlookers. you were wearing his comfortable hoodie, his number emblazoned on the back and his last name above it, but you doubted that he could even tell.

the chatty girls behind you certainly could, though. it didn’t even take a few seconds after you had sat down for the talking to start. not-so-hushed voices discussed your boyfriend, and how good he looked playing, how his muscular arms were tense and bulging today, how no one else on the team even held a candle to him, the list went on and on.

“except jean, maybe. i just love tall guys, you know he’s probably packin—”

“doesn’t matter what he’s packing, i bet eren is way bigger. i’ll find out one day.”

“keep dreaming. he has a girlfriend, you know,” a third voice pops in.

“that’s never stopped me before,” the other girl throws in with a laugh, and you feel your face burning at the audacity of this stranger—someone your eren has probably never even spoken to—talking about him like he was a conquest. talking about him as though you didn’t even exist.

on any other day, you would have ignored her and her friends, not even paying them any mind at all. but for some reason, you couldn’t stop yourself from continuing to eavesdrop. what if eren thought this girl was prettier than you? what if he wanted her instead? certainly, no one could blame him, the university’s starting point guard, for bouncing between his fans.

the very thought made you feel dizzy and lightheaded. you don’t even notice eren’s eyes trailing you as he notices your happy, smiling expression change into a watery, downturned look.

“where’s that girl he was with at half-time?” one of the voices asks, and you feel yourself stiffen at the mention. they’re talking about you.

“i’m not sure, probably in the front somewhere. wasn’t she wearing—” the girl is interrupted by a loud shush! you assume that one of her friends has informed her that you’re not in the front, but rather just a row ahead of them.

you turn your head quickly to look at them before the final buzzer goes off, and the rest of the crowd erupts in cheers. they had won, of course, but you’re less focused on that and more focused on the red-faced girl that’s suddenly speechless when she had so much to say earlier.

you make your way down to where eren is with the rest of his teammates, all smiling and cheerful now that the game was over, and fall right into his outstretched arms.

it didn’t matter how sweaty or tired he was, the post-game hug was always your favorite moment to share with him. you know those girls, and likely many others, have their eyes plastered to the back of your head now as you embrace your boyfriend.

“you okay, baby, you looked a little-” eren begins, before you silence him with a kiss. if they weren’t looking before, they definitely are now. your tongue just meets his for a second before he pulls away.

“woah, there,” he says, but you know he’s not surprised. after all, he should be used to your behavior by now. “what’s gotten into you, bunny?”

the pet name makes you sigh contentedly, almost unsure of why you doubted eren before.

“i just really need you, eren. can we go home now?” you mumble, finding your place in his arms as he turns around to bid goodbye to his teammates. they’re all used to the sight of you like this, clinging to his touch and shyly looking away as though they didn’t all know what eren was going to do with you tonight.

“sure, bunny, let’s go then,” he whispers back, close to your ear and making you shiver at the heat of his breath hitting your skin.

he leads you out of the packed gym deftly, a hand on your waist guiding you as though you’d wander away and get lost without him. he opens the door of his car for you, acting as the perfect gentlemen until he gets you to his room alone.

you’re not even completely into his apartment when he pushes your back against the door, the grip he has on your waist traveling down to the soft flesh of your ass, kneading tightly.

“tell me,” he starts in a gentle voice that you don’t trust for a second, “what’s making you act so slutty for me today?”

his lips find their way to your neck quickly, as he places hot, sloppy kisses all the way up the column of your neck. you’re searching for an answer, but you can’t think of anything when he takes the soft skin between his teeth roughly.

he’s sucking hard, much too excited at the thought of leaving fresh, new marks on your sensitive skin. the ones from a few weeks ago have just faded, and he’s been so busy with practice he hasn’t gotten a chance to mark you up again.

“i- ohh!” just as a coherent thought enters your mind, eren positions his thigh between your legs, holding you open and applying desperately needed pressure to your aching core.

“huh, baby, what was that?” he questions again, mockingly. he pulls away from your neck and you release a whine, but silence yourself when he meets your eyes. there’s a look in his eyes that you know better than to defy, his smoldering gaze sending little bolts of electricity through your body. “you have to speak up, or i can’t give you anything.”

“no, no, please, i-” you ramble, before eren releases his thigh from your center and tries to set you on your legs. they feel like jelly, shaking and unsteady, and he hasn’t even touched you yet. one of his hands is on your thigh, keeping you upright against the door without the slightest effort, and the other finds its way to your cheek, cupping softly and wiping away a frustrated tear from your cheek.

“you gonna answer me now?”

“i-i heard these girls, behind me at the game. they were talking about you,” you finally get out, eyes getting watery again. “they said they wanted you, and i-”

“aw, bunny,” he coos, stroking your cheek softly. “and you got jealous, huh?” you feel yourself nodding dumbly.

“they- they shouldn’t say stuff like that. you’re not theirs, you’re mine,” you say, using your hand to push eren’s lips to yours. you kiss him hotly, open-mouthed and sloppy, making sure his tongue finds yours and refusing to let him pull away.

“yours, right bunny?” he affirms when you finally stop to breathe again. his hand cups your wetness through your panties, skirt hitched up and pussy throbbing at the contact, though it was barely anything compared to what you really wanted.

“mmh, right,” you murmur back, in a daze.

“let’s go show them who i belong to, then. you don’t mind if i record us, right?” he says, with a wicked smirk, looking at his bunny nodding.

#yeah idk where this came from #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager #eren jaeger #eren jaeger x reader #eren yeager smut #eren x reader #attack on titan #aot smut #eren jaeger smut #i guess the only thing i can write is college au #fics

[nctynuniverse]

Stressed

Nakamoto Yuta x reader

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Words: 1200ish

A/N: I wrote this like in half an hour because I got so stressed at work I needed a break. Also this started being a fic for Ten but while writing my best friend texted me something about Yuta and well, now it's a Yuta one shot. Also it's my first smut so don't come at me. No beta read though cause I'm lazy.

SMUT AHEAD minors do not interact.

You were stressed. Like, super stressed. Work had been really busy lately and that day in particular it seemed that you’d only have to deal with bigots.

You felt like crying, which you did a few times trying not to be caught by your boyfriend, who happened to have a day off and was playing some stupid video game on his Nintendo switch, on your sofa.

Once, twice, then the third time you let a sigh out, Yuta decided he had had enough. He looked at the clock and it showed 3pm. You hadn’t taken your break not had you looked away from that damned computer the whole day. Not even for a second. You even had lunch while munching on some random leftovers you found on the fridge.

He left his Pokémon game there and stood up, stretching a bit, unnoticed by you right before approaching to your form.

Forecasting had never been your cup of tea and finance in general was difficult as fuck to you, but what could be done about it? It was your job after all.

And it was stressing the fuck out of you.

Yuta approached you from behind and placed his hands softly on your shoulders, a soft gasp leaving your lips before you looked up at him, offering a small smile only to take your eyes back on the computer a second later.

He huffed and rested his chin on your head, his hands traveling down your arms giving you goosebumps.

“Baby, do you need anything?” You asked, eyes still on the damned computer.

“Mmmh. Not really” he answered softly, then his hands stopped right on your shoulders again, giving you a soft massage. “But you need to take a break”.

You were pissed and he was right. Thus, you sighed and, easily convinced, changed your status on Microsoft Teams from ‘do not disturb’ to ‘away’. Then turned around.

“You’re right. It’s just that I’m in charge of too many things and I can’t make them make sense and everyone is leaning on me but I do not have the expertise on this a-and…”

You started babbling but he caught you right there, taking your hand and bringing you to the couch with him, laying you there, his body behind you, spooning yours perfectly. His arm crept from your nape to under your neck and stayed there, while his other arm was above you, his hand drawing circles on your stomach.

You shuddered and closed your eyes, lost in the feeling. He kissed your nape and his hand traveled from your stomach to your thighs, stroking them softly.

“Shh, relax. I can make you forget about it, would you like that?”

You let out a sigh and nodded softly, your job could be damned for all your knew. Meanwhile, his hand situated itself between your thighs, caressing their inside slowly, dangerously close to your core.

“I need words baby, tell me” and his hand went further closer “do you want me to make you feel good?”

His mouth was so close to your ear, it almost made you whimper. You nodded quickly, your hand grabbing onto his wrist.

“Yes, Yuta, please. Make me feel good”.

He left a kiss right behind your ear and bit on that same spot on your nape.

“Good girl”.

His hand then cupped your mound, while the other one grabbed one of your breasts, pinching the nipple over your clothes.

Your body shivered and a little moan rolled out of your lips. You closed your eyes just to get lost on the feeling even more.

His fingers played with your clit over your leggings and you were thankful to have chosen that item for your bottom that day, being able to feel every little movement he made.

Yuta, on his side, was also enjoying the situation a bit too much and you could simply notice that with the way his length ft hard on your butt, your hips bringing him some friction, making him groan.

Eventually, Yuta grew tired of teasing you and brought his hand inside your leggings, touching your core directly with his pads. He drew his fingers across your folds, gathering the wetness, making a bit of a mess.

“Baby you’re dripping and I haven’t even touched you properly yet” he brought his wet fingers and drew circles on your clit with them “kinda pathetic, don’t you think?”

You were experiencing pure bliss.His words were taking you to another dimension and his fingers expertly messing with you were driving you crazy. You wanted more, and you let him know, the best you could, mixing your words with your moans. He chuckled.

“How spoiled. But whatever my. baby. wants” the way he accentuated each word tapping on your clit had you almost cumming right then and there “she gets”. And after finishing that sentence, he slipped two fingers in you.

A loud moan left your lips and it worsened when he started scissoring his fingers inside you, thursting them in a quick pace, while you just couldn’t keep quiet.

“Baby you’re being too loud, why don’t you just” and he didn’t even get to finish the sentence because as soon as his free fingers were near your mouth, you leaned in to suck on them as if they were a lollipop, drool spilling from your mouth making a mess.

Yuta thought you were fucking hot and right before you could cum, he withdrew his fingers from your folds, gaining a muffled insult from you. His fingers still stuck in your mouth, he let out a laugh and lowered your leggings as well as his pants, pumping himself before teasing your folds from behind.

You sucked even harder on his lips at the sensation, and his mouth was again dangerously close to your ear. He smiled devilishly.

“Now, be a good girl and stay still, alright? Do you want me to fuck you?”

You nodded and that was enough for him to thrust the tip in, biting his bottom lip while waiting for your signal for him to go all in. Which didn’t take much to come as you wiggled your hips a little, letting him know he could take you hora ever he wanted to. And he did.

He finally took his hand from your mouth, wiping your saliva on your cheek and wrapped it around your throat, while the other one grabbed your hips, him thrusting inside you from behind.

Soft praises left his mouth while he chased both of your highs, you too lost on the pleasure to acknowledge anything beside how much a good girl you were for taking him so well. And that made you come even closer.

Not sure when but you felt him twitch inside you and you begged him to cum inside you, while his hand that was before on your throat traveled to your clit and drew circles there, causing you both to cum at the same time, making a mess on the couch.

Panting, you turned around lazily to look at him, both of you still almost fully clothed. He offered you a soft smile and kissed your nose, before pinching your butt.

“I hope I took your mind off work at least for a few minutes”

“You surely did. Not sure how I’m gonna go back from my break though”.

#nct 127 #nct 127 x reader #nakamoto yuta #nakamoto yuta x reader #nct drabbles #nct x reader #nct fanfic #nct u #nct imagines

[captnjacksparrow]

I don't know what you think about this, but given that Kishimoto didn't write Boruto until long after it started.

I think the arc focused on sarada and everything that has been dedicated to the father and daughter relationship, has only been to give SS fans something that unites Sakura with Sasuke.

Since sarada is the only one of the new generation who doubts her parents' relationship, and if it were her, she would too, since there is absolutely no love between them.

I've always thought it was only created so SS fans could say "Sasuke does love Sakura, since they have a daughter"

When it wasn't Sasuke himself who said in Shippuden "I don't love her and I have no reason to love her so I don't know why she does it"

And still there are people who say that I have loved her since childhood and was only blinded by revenge, when after leaving the village he did not show concern about what will happen to her.

Besides that I never treat her in a special way, and although now the relationship with Sarada has improved, the relationship with Sakura is still just as bad.

Sakura herself admitted to Ino that not only did their first date last two and a half minutes, but Sasuke didn't know it was a date. And also when Sasuke is out of the village he doesn't contact Sakura, but he does contact Naruto?

In the end I just think that sarada is a daughter who was born so that her parents would not separate and the SS fans would have something to justify the null love that Sasuke had for Sakura.

Well, All of these episodes which you've mentioned here are not in the Manga and they are all from full-on filler episodes. I mean it's not even from one of those extra scenes which were usually inserted in the canon episodes.

And Boruto production team is just dumb who likes to be friendly with every fandom. If you see SS fillers on a strech of 3 or 4 episodes, then they will switch onto NH for the next batch. This is the pattern they follow and I can't even take any of their episodes seriously.😐

35 chapters in... We learnt the core theme of Naruto Manga. That is, Understanding and Protecting an Important person. Until 699th chapter, that theme has never changed and yet still Kishi had managed to tell the same theme in various ways with interesting characters to the point of making us glued to the seat till the very end. Naruto tried to Understand Sasuke... And Naruto became stronger to Protect his important person, Sasuke. Plain and Simple.

But What does Boruto manga wants to convey honestly?? What's the core theme? It's been running for 6 years and yet nothing happened other than Kurama's death. What did this Boruto brat wants to do??? If this was simply about Alien destruction then I can go watch many well-made Hollywood Movies... not a manga with just pictures and words.

It's a very bad manga with no clear vision or seriousness or sincerity in this project which could make people take this series very seriously.

In the end I just think that sarada is a daughter who was born so that her parents would not separate and the SS fans would have something to justify the null love that Sasuke had for Sakura.

But isn’t this idea, very evident from Gaiden and Boruto movie itself????? I don’t think we need 250+ Anime episodes to say this message. The author has clearly established that both NH and SS happened because they have to spew out babies and make a series about them which would appease the shipping part of the fandom.

Since, Kishi shitted on SS in Gaiden, the Anime team is just doing a big damage control to satisfy SS. When in reality, Sarada don't have a big opinion about her Father. And Sasuke literally spent less than 15 pages with Sarada. I think it's best not to take these Anime episodes way too seriously.

#anti ss #anti sakura #antisakura #sns #narusasu

[badassbuchanan]

Take A Break

Plot: all work and no play makes Y/N a whiny little brat

Warnings: smut; teasing, dirty talk, dom!sub, choking, shaming, unprotected sex, rough.

a/n: I'm not happy about the ending, but I couldn’t think of a better one

also, thank you to everyone who has followed me over the last couple of days - I hope you enjoy this! REQUESTS ARE OPEN

“Buck.” I called out across the empty level of the compound, absentmindedly tiptoeing across the floor.

Bucky had been busier than usual recently with Steve’s decision to give the former Hydra assassin an increasing load of responsibility. “If something happens to me, Buck, I need you to take over. There’s no one I trust more.” Is what Steve had told Bucky on multiple occasions.

Bucky was taking his new position very seriously, which recently meant spending most of his time in his study. It was a no go zone for me. Somewhere Bucky liked to be alone, to focus on his work.

But this evening was the last straw, he’d been in there hours and I wanted nothing more than to be with him. To have his attention. All of it.

The door was already open when I got there, Bucky’s large frame shadowed the desk where his palms firmly pressed into the surface.

“There you are.” I smiled excitedly, swiftly walking over to where he stood. My, well actually Bucky’s, t-shirt I wore tickled the top of my thighs, barely covering my panties.

“Hey.” He huffed with a frown, standing straight to press his hands into his hips. His eyes stayed focused on the computer screen as I skipped over to him.

As soon as I reached him, I hugged both of my arms around his flesh one, looking up at him sweetly. “Hi.” I whispered with admiration, taking in his gorgeous profile.

He sighed, his metal hand running through his hair. “This team planning is endless.” He tutted, scrolling down the computer screen.

“Then take a break.” I replied matter-of-factly with a shrug. I was trying not to sound too eager, even if I was literally hanging off of his arm.

Bucky scoffed with a roll of his dreamy eyes, collapsing back into the big desk chair, pulling me with him.

I landed on his lap, adjusting myself to sit sideways, my legs splayed out across his as I giggled.

“You think Old Man Rogers believes in breaks?” He raised his eyebrows, an amused look on his face as he shook his head, his hand finding its way under my shirt to rub the bottom of my back. His face was so close to mine I could feel my body heat up at his presence.

“But I haven’t seen you in forever, Buck.” I whined softly, resting my face in the crook of his neck. I breathed in his intoxicating scent, his soft skin pressing against mine.

My hand pushed under the loose t-shirt he wore, immediately coming into contact with his rock hard abs. I felt myself get wetter at the feeling, becoming needier by the second.

“What are you talking about? You see me everyday.” Bucky dismissed my comment, his gaze falling back on the screen in front of him as he went back to his work.

“But sometimes I need more than to see you.” I mumbled shyly into his neck, my fingers tracing delicate patterns on his stomach.

“Oh.” He faked a shock of realisation, raising his eyebrows with a light chuckle. His metal hand stopped scrolling on the computer and wrapped itself around my waist, adjusting my body to force me to straddle him. “Why don’t you tell me what this is really about, or sit quietly so I can get on with my work, Princess.”

I huffed quietly, trying not to upset him further as I relaxed against his chest. My body rose and fell with every one of his breaths. The soft touches on my back were nice, but it wasn’t enough.

At a desperate attempt for more intimacy, I began shuffling on his lap, immediately flustered as I realised his thick cock was sitting perfectly between my thighs.

I let my lips leave soft kisses on his jaw as I began slowly grinding myself on his lap. Bucky didn’t seem too phased by my actions, the only indication that he could feel my movement was the hardening of his member.

I smiled proudly, continuing to kiss his neck as I rubbed my pussy against his thick length. Bucky continued his work, the wet spot on my panties increasing rapidly.

My nipples hardened beneath the thin t-shirt, rubbing against his chest with every rock of my hips. My movements were no longer subtle, I was shamelessly grinding on his fat cock like a little slut.

His cock nudged through my folds as nicely as it could considering the confined material we still wore. I felt his length twitch against me, letting my imagination wander to his big red tip fucking its way into my tight hole.

It was only when my cheeks were flustered with a tint of pink and my underwear stuck to my soft pussy lips from my leaking juices that I stopped rocking onto him, the sensation of his tip nudging my throbbing clit no longer enough to satisfy.

“Bucky.” I whined softly, wrapping my arms tighter around his neck, my head falling against his chest.

“I’m busy.” He reminded me sweetly, his thumb dropping to rub gentle circles on my exposed thigh from where the t-shirt had ridden up.

“But I want you.” I pouted against his skin, kissing a line up his neck gently. He’d finally got me desperate enough, fucked out enough, to say it.

“I said I’m busy.” His voice grew stern, his whole body stiffening beneath me as his patience wore thin.

He wasn’t doing this because he didn’t want to fuck. Oh no, I could feel his hard on pressed firmly against my sensitive cunt. He wanted this just as much as I did. Bucky was doing this because he loves to see me beg. He loves to see me so desperate for him that I’ll do anything to get his attention.

“Please.” I breathed out shakily, my poor pussy dripping with need. I rolled my hips down onto his again, his hard cock pressed against my core with such force it caused me to moan. “You want it just as bad as I do. I can feel how hard you are.”

“Because you’re grinding on my cock like a desperate puppy.” He snapped back with slight annoyance from my tenacity as he gave me as little attention as possible.

I let out a whine as my head fell into his neck again, my lips leaving soft pecks against his delicate skin. “Please Buck.” I whimpered softly, my skin grazing his sweet spot as my body became weak with frustration.

“Whining isn’t going to make me any quicker, doll.” He tormented me with his words, his dominance only making me want him more. I wanted him to show me who was boss. To pin me down and fuck the attitude out of me.

“I need you.” I cried desperately, my palm rubbing along the bottom of his tummy as I rocked my hips again for any type of friction. “My pussy hurts so bad, Buck.”

“I know Sweetie, but you’re being impatient.” His words were understanding, yet so patronising at the same time. My juices had flooded my panties, dry humping his crotch no longer satisfying the ache. I needed to feel his big cock deep inside of me.

His hands held me still on his lap, causing me to bite down on his jaw in annoyance. “No.” I pouted childishly, unhappy with his actions - or lack there of.

“Hey, stop.” Bucky’s voice dropped an octave, the room falling silent as he grew serious. “Look at me.”

“Buck.” I whined his name with a pout, shy to lean back and look at him as my eyes fell to his lap.

His gaze trailed up and down my body, his metal hand lifting to my cheek to make me look at him.

“You need my cock that bad, baby?” He asked sweetly, his ego growing almost as big as his cock.

Even the thought of getting his thick, hard cock in me made my pussy tingle. I nodded softly, my hand tugging his shirt up enough to expose his abs.

Bucky watched closely, leaning back in the chair as I traced the pads of my fingers over his stomach admiringly, my breath shaky with anticipation.

“How ‘bout a kiss?” He asked softly, my eyes lighting up at the mere thought of such attention. Before Bucky could change his mind, I leaned up and pressed my lips against his.

I immediately whimpered, repeating the action. Bucky smiled against me, letting me peck his lips over and over without kissing me back.

“More.” I mumbled between kisses, my palm still flat against his exposed, warm tummy. I reached up to hold his shoulder with my free hand, balancing on top of him for a better angle.

He finally moved his lips against mine, his hands firmly on my hips as I relaxed into the kiss. Bucky’s cock was straining against the material of his pants, although he seemed unphased by his throbbing member.

I moaned loudly when his tongue flicked against my lip, parting them to allow him access.

But much to my disappointment, Bucky took his lips away from mine, tutting as he did so. “Such a greedy girl for me.” He growled through gritted teeth, cupping my face with his prosthetic palm as his thumb pressed against my lips.

I whimpered with a slight desperation, willing to do anything to get his cock. My mouth opened for Bucky who immediately took the hint, pushing his metal thumb into my mouth.

I hummed around the cold metal, my saliva soaking the digit as I made eye contact with him. Bucky’s pupils were blown out, his eyebrows formed a frown as he pressed his lips together tightly, using all of his willpower not to give in to my begging.

He watched as I swirled my tongue around his thumb, closing my eyes as I took him deeper. I let my hand slide down from his tummy to the waistband of his pants, trying not to smile deviously as I snuck beneath the material, my fingers tracing over his heavy cock.

Bucky reacted just as quickly, his thumb covered in my saliva left my mouth to rip my hand away from his member. “I said a kiss Doll, nothing more.” He growled animalistically, his metal hand squeezing my wrist so tight I thought it was going to break.

“Bucky, no.” I cried weakly, my head throwing back in defeat. I couldn’t take much more of his teasing, especially after feeling his throbbing member in my touch. I needed him inside me.

My chest rose and fell rapidly, on the brink of crying out of frustration. But Bucky wasn’t cracking, pulling my chest against his as he made me snuggle up against him.

I sighed softly as my eyes closed, the tapping of the computer keys let me know that he had well and truly gone back to his work. He used his metal arm to contain me now, knowing his flesh hand wasn’t going to cut it today, I was in a defiant mood.

“Doll if you’re that desperate why don’t you go get yourself off, hm?” He asked after a while of silence. I rolled my eyes, shuffling slightly to let my head rest against his shoulder comfortably.

“It’s not enough,” I huffed sassily, a pout clear on my face. “Your cock’s so big and hard.”

“Fine, you little brat.” He sighed in defeat, standing up with me still clinging to his body. He stepped forward, letting my ass rest on the desk as he angrily shoved a pile of paperwork onto the floor to give us more room. “You better be able to take all of me.”

I nodded eagerly in response, my legs widening for him instinctively as I leaned back on my palms. I watched Bucky’s eyes travel over my body, his flesh hand running over the bare skin of my thigh.

“You’ve made quite the mess of those pretty little panties, baby.” Bucky licked his lips with a smirk, his hand pushing the T-shirt up my body to completely expose my lower half to him. His fingers rubbed over the wet patch of my panties, the outline of my pussy lips evident.

“I told you I needed you.” I pouted in response, bucking my hips up at the feeling of his fingers on my core. He hooked the material of my panties with his finger, taking his time to slowly pull them down my legs.

I kicked them off the rest of the way once they’d gotten to my knees, my bare pussy glistening in the low glow of the office lights.

“Your juicy little pussy is just begging to be fucked, Princess.” Bucky grunted, his fingers pushing into my folds teasingly as my thighs tensed, heels of my feet digging into the desk.

His hands moved to slide up and down my thighs, his head coming down toward my centre. “I could just eat you up.” He mumbled just before his lips came into contact with my pussy.

I gasped loudly, my upper body falling back against the desk as his tongue licked a strip up my lower lips. “Bucky no,” I let out a defeated whine as my back arched off of the desk, my hand tugging his hair. “I want your cock not your tongue.”

Bucky growled deeply, his metal hand quickly moving to hold my throat down, keeping me against the desk as he hovered above me. “So fucking ungrateful today, baby.” He mumbled, his fingers squeezing harder around my throat.

My body began tingling at the pleasure coursing through my veins, his dominance and the attention I was getting gave me an enormous high.

I suddenly felt Bucky’s tip against my tight hole, my juices already drenching his cock. I gasped loudly at the feeling of finally getting what I wanted, Bucky’s breath hot in my ear as he tried to control himself.

“Such a selfish little brat.” He grunted, stretching my hole as he pushed his length inside me. I moaned at the familiar dull ache of my pussy trying to accommodate his size.

My hands dug into the muscles of his back, trying to distract myself from the pain. Bucky’s cock felt so good, it was just that getting my pussy to take him comfortably took some time.

“Don’t even care that I’ve got work to do,” Bucky turned his head toward me, kissing my lips softly as he shoved his whole length in me. “Just want to get your own way.”

Bucky started thrusting in and out of me, my body having no choice but to take his size. His metal hand stayed around my throat, his flesh one pulling my ass to the edge of the desk, impaling me on his cock.

“Oh, Bucky.” I whimpered, closing my eyes in pure extacy. My hand moved to grab his flesh bicep, trying desperately to steady myself as he made my body jolt with every thrust.

He smiled in amusement, his metal thumb rubbing my neck soothingly as he fucked me. Sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the room along with my little whimpers.

“This what you wanted baby?” He chuckled proudly before biting his lower lip. Bucky lowered his upper body, almost pressing against mine as his hot breath tickled my cheek. “Tell me.”

“Y-“ I panted out breathlessly, my thighs wrapping around his waist to pull him closer. He was fucking into my cervix from this new angle, the pleasure too much for me to handle.

Bucky kept up his pace, little grunts leaving his lips as he dug his metal fingers into my throat. I could hear the whirring of his arm, his body moving with every thrust.

“I said tell me.” He moaned as my pussy clenched around him, my walls hugging his cock. His balls slapped against my ass, soaked in my wetness that was dripping onto the table.

I could hardly breathe from all the pleasure, Bucky’s chest pressing on mine didn’t make it any easier. My tits bounced beneath my shirt, rubbing against his chest. I tried to answer him, but my head was spinning so much I couldn’t think straight.

”Oh,” Bucky chuckled against my lips, his gorgeous eyes gazing down at me as I looked up at him. “Look at you baby.” He grunted, angling his hips to fuck me into the desk. “So fucked out you can’t even speak.”

“Buck.” I tugged on his hair, pulling his face down onto mine. I kissed him softly, Bucky’s hips stuttering as I sucked on his bottom lip.

“What’s wrong baby?” He asked in a patronising voice, licking over my top lip before I bit down on his. “Did I fuck you silly, hm?”

I felt my pussy begin to pulsate as I looked up at him, his handsome face edging me to my climax. His pupils were blown out, his lips swollen and glossy.

Bucky knew I was close, slowing down his pace as he fucked deep into me. “Look at my dumb little Princess.” He teased, his flesh hand moving off of my hip to grab my thigh.

He cupped the underside of me knee, lifting my leg as high as it would go to rub his cock a different way. “So desperate to cum you can’t even form a sentence huh?”

My eyes closed again as a familiar pressure started to build in my lower tummy, signalling I was about to orgasm. I moaned out Bucky’s name, begging him to go faster.

“Is my stupid baby gunna take my cum like a good girl?” Bucky asked as his hand moved more toward my jaw than my throat, cupping my cheek to make me look at him.

I nodded innoncently, turning my head to the side and opening my mouth to suck on his metal thumb again. The taste of his bionic digit was something that never failed to turn me on.

I cried out in pleasure as a tingling sensation took over my pussy, the throbbing of my clit made me clench around his length. I sucked harder on his thumb as Bucky pushed his digit further into my mouth, saliva dripping down my cheek. “C’mon baby, cum on my cock.”

I gripped his metal forearm, unable to stop my hips from bucking up to meet his thrusts. The rough stubble on his lower belly rubbed against my clit, sending me over the edge.

“Fuck.” I moaned loudly as my back arched from the desk, both of Bucky’s hands moving down to my hips as he stood back up straight.

I desperately tried to cling to something as I rode out my high, my hands gripping at the edge of the desk behind my need. “That’s it, good girl.” He encouraged me in a grunt, his jaw clenching as he chased his own high.

My pussy pulsated around his cock erratically, causing his member to twitch inside of me. I came down from my high, my sensitive body jolting with his continuous hard thrusts.

I looked down at where our bodies connected, his thick cock disappearing inside of me. A sudden surge of adrenaline had me sitting up to get a better look, my arm wrapping around his neck as our chests pressed together.

Bucky’s eyes were screwed shut, his lips pressed together as he fucked himself into me hard. “I love the way you fuck me, Buck.” I whimpered softly as I pulled his head down, our lips colliding in a slow kiss.

“Yeah?” He asked sarcastically with a raise of his eyebrows, suddenly pulling his cock completely out of me.

Before I could protest, Bucky pulled me from the desk, making me stand in front of him. He spun me around, my back pressed against his chest. I could feel his hot cock against my ass.

“I’m gunna cum deep in this desperate little pussy.” He moaned into my ear, his stubble scratching my neck as his flesh hand rubbed over my ass.

“That’s what my greedy little cockslut wants, isn’t it baby?” Bucky continued, his metal hand lining his cock back up with my dripping core. “To have my cum deep inside of her.”

His flesh hand moved up to my shoulder, shoving me face down against the desk. He pushed his cock back inside of me, making me cry out a “yes” in response.

My overstimulated clit bashed against the desk with every thrust of his hips, his movements getting more erratic as he reached his high. I clenched around him consistently, desperate to get him to his orgasm.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Bucky clung to my hips, smashing against me as his head dropped back, his jaw going slack as he felt his climax take over.

He let out a heavy breath, his hips shakily pressing against mine as his hot spurts of cum filled me up. I let out a satisfied hum as Bucky recovered from his high, pulling out once he’d gotten his breath back.

I stood up straight just before Bucky pulled me back into his arms, hugging my waist as he left a soft kiss on my forehead.

“Do you still have work to do?” I asked softly, still in a stage of euphoria that was clouding some of my senses. I leaned my head against Bucky’s chest, my hand on his metal arm.

Bucky snickered softly at my question. “I think you know the answer to that.” His voice was raspier than usual, his hair tossed and out of place. My heart sunk at the thought of him having to keep working. “But how about you come and keep my cock warm until I'm finished?”

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