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xhoess · 1 month

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Hongjoong!model x fem Bod! Fotographer

Summary: Hongjoong is a model and has his own clothing line, you are his fotographer for the day. When you saw that you got a chance to shoot hongjong you didn't believe it. You have been a fan of his clothing line for a while and are absolutely obsessed with it, but what you don't know is that he has been following your work since that day you started to post your photos.

Genre: romance(?), mature content

Warnings: without protection(wrap it up!!!), hongjoong down bad for you

You where sitting on your bed with your laptop, checking if you have anymore jobs for the next weeks. You see that next week on Wednesday you have a shoot scheduled with the Kim hongjoong. Designer and model. Your jaw drops in shock, why did he chose you to be his photographer, he has never even met you?

You quickly pick up your phone and dial your friends number.

"Jongho you will not believe who I will be shooting next week" "you sound exited, so probably someone famous?" He guesses. "Well yes ofcourse someone famous but I'll give you a hint, he is one of my top 3 designers in the fashion industry right now" you hear jongho think on the other side of the line, "hmm, is it Kim hongjoong?" He asks "YES it's fucking the Kim hongjoong, how did he find me I'm not even that famous I only had a couple professional collaborations" "I don't know y/n but I do know you definitely need to accept this, this is such a huge opportunity" He said "you're right, but I would never in a million years decline this anyway" you laugh.

You and jongho talk for a couple more minutes before you hang up to get ready for bed. But before you get up to wash your face you quickly accept the job offer. You can't wait till next Wednesday.

You were ready to lay in bed but your phone pings, you got an Instagram DM of a online friend you made recently, he was the absolute sweetest and helped you with a few dilemmas. You've told him almost everything that happened in your life the last few months and he's a good listener.

The week goes by very slow but it's finally Wednesday. You grab your stuff and drive to your photo studio. You've never felt so nervous to do a shoot, but it's logical, it's the biggest one yet.

Once the door is unlocked you turn the lights on with the light switch, you always forget how bright that light it's. Especially when it's still dark outside, which is right now because you need to come at least 2 hours early to set everything up.

About 1 pm there was a loud knock on the door, you rushed to the front of the studio to open it. "Hi, come on in, I am y/n l/n I will be your photographer today!" You say kindly, trying not to freak out in the meantime. "Hi y/n, my name is Hongjoong. I am glad you excepted my request, I love your work" He says while bowing slightly to greet you.

"You're kidding, I absolutely love the clothing line you have going on right now. Is it true you design every piece by yourself?" You ask. Hongjoong nods "yes, and I absolutely love doing it. Maybe I do it a bit to much, it causes a lot of stress but at the end it's all worth it" "I'm sure it is" you say.

A few minutes later you showed Hongjoong the dressing room where he could change clothes in private. While he was putting on the first outfit you put on some music, if it's silent you can't function properly.

When he came out of the dressing room you sure you stared a little too long at him "you like it?" He asked, smiling slightly. "I swear it's the best one yet, I love it when there is a lot of accessories in a outfit" you say. "I know" Hongjoong said, you were confused, what does he mean he knows? But you let it slide. You where not gonna let this get awkward. You told him to stand in front of the camera and the rest of the shoot went by quickly.

It was now 3 pm, the shoot was done and hongjoong went back to the dressing room. But he forgot his phone on the table next to the camera. When you picked it up to give it to him you saw a message from yourself on his phone. When i say your heart dropped it was not an understatement. Did you send him a instagram message? You questioned yourself so you went to double check on your own account. But no, the only one you had texted was your online friend. It couldn't possibly be him right?

You knock on his dressing room door and he sticks his head out, "y/n, what's up" "can you explain why you have a text of Me on your phone?" You say. "What? Where you going through my phone" "no you left it on the table next to my camera and I send a text message to what I thought was my online best friend but then your phone pings and I saw my username pop up. So explain, why were you being someone else?" He sighs "Come in please"

Once you've settled on the couch he begins explaining, "look, I can't follow you with my real account, people would've start questioning things and they would've started texting you about me. It was never my intention to Lie to you about it. But I love your work and I just wanted to contact you about it at first" he explained. You get it, you really do but you start to think back to all the conversations you had with him. And you remember one very clearly, last week when you hung op on jongho you texted him saying 'omg I am gonna photograph Hongjoong, now I am gonna see if he's really that hot in real life'

"I texted you ABOUT you, I've said so many stuff about you? I'm so embarrassed" you say and you can feel your cheeks burning. "You are embarrassed? I am the one who should be embarrassed" Hongjoong said, he sits down next to you and tries to make sure you have nothing to be ashamed of.

"But am I as hot as you thought I should be?" You don't answer. "Too shy to say it now, you said worse things about me tho" you looked at him "don't remind me hongjoong" you say, clearly ashamed of what you said. "Yk it's kinds hot when you told what you find hot about me like 3 monts ago, haven't stopped thinking about it since. Oh and the way you send daily vlogs about your day to me is so adorable, it's the highlight of the day. But when you send me that one outfit haul with the black long dress for the party, the one with the split and the cleavage was showing. I would be lying if I didn't get off that night"

"Are you serious?" He nods "yes, you have nothing to be embarrassed about y/n. I'm worse" "you're not worse" you state. While he was talking you where staring at his lips. "What compliments did you like the most then huh?" You say.

"When you said my hands would make a pretty necklace, got my head spinning while thinking about it" He said. "Let's make it happen then" you say.

Hongjoong lips attached to yours, the kiss wasn't so loving, it was rather hungry and messy. He pulled you on his lap and, he groaned in your mouth when you moved your hips downwards. His hand creeps from the back of your neck to the front, he disconnected the kiss and looked at you. You already looked fucked out and he had barely even started.

"Just as pretty as I imagined" He said. "Just shut up and fuck me already" you whined. "I'm taking my time with you" "well I am not taking my time with you" you slid of his lap and sat on your knees in front of the couch, in-between his legs.

You buckled his belt lose and in the process your hand brushed against his hard on, he bit the inside of his mouth to stay silent. His eyes stayed on you the whole time while you were u dressing him. Now he is only left in His underwear.

You get up and sit on his lap again, you connect your lips together and slide your hand from his torso to the waistband of his pants, you slide your hand in his underwear and you wrap your hand around his cock, you can already feel the precum comming put of his tip.

You start stroking your hand up and down, hongjong needs more, he bucks his hips upwards and moans in your mouth.

You get down on your knees again and take of his underwear in the meantime, his cock springs free and your hand is around it again in no time. You lower your head and lick his cock from the bottom to the top, he throws his head back and cursed your name. Once you reach the top you take the tip in your mouth and swirl your tongue around it.

He grabs a fistful of your hair and pushes you down a bit, you give in and start to bob your head up and down in a smooth motion. After a few minutes Hongjoong pulled out of your mouth "I can't hold it any longer and I want to be in you when I cum" He says, out of breath.

He lays you down on the couch and starts to prep you, he wets his fingers by sucking on them and God that looked hot. He first fingers you with two fingers but he soon noticed that you're so wet that he can easily add another one, you moan at the stretch when he adds the third finger.

"I'm ready joong" you manage to get out, and he does not need more consent. "Do you have a condom?" He asks, you shake your head "shit" He curses, "I'm clean" you say, looking at him with big eyes, "me too, you wanna do it without?" You nodded at him.

He hovers above you and lines up, he moves his hips slowly to let you adjust. Once you've adjusted fully he bottoms out slowly just to quickly push his cock back in. He looks at the way your boobs move when he pushes himself back in and decides to grab one of them, gently squeezing it.

"I can't hold it in much longer baby" He whines, you clench around him and he fastens his pace, his hand wraps around your neck and squeezes it, not to hard but hard enough to feel it. "You where right, pretty necklace" He says out of breath.

"I'm cumming" you moan, and a few seconds later you do, while you cum you clench even harder around hongjoongs cock and you moan out his name. That sends him over the edge and cums too. His semen is spilling out of you because it's so much.

Both of you are laying breathlessly on the couch, rethink about what just happened.

I just had fucking sex with Kim hongjoong, was the only thing you could think about.

Leave a like if you liked it!!! X.R

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theflyindutchwoman · 25 days

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Hey! How are you holding up? Just finished the episode and I haven't really recovered. I am sad, I am frustrated, I don't really know what's happening? I thought they were mature and Tim is so dumb right now, I can't even.

And Lucy? I can't even start to imagine what she's going through. She has been so badass for the 5 seasons and this season she just gets fail after fail and loss after loss and doesn't even get a good job storyline.

So sorry I didn't reply sooner but I first wanted to take a little step back in order to fully digest the episode. As much as the waiting is killing me, I actually appreciate the hiatus for that. I imagine your feelings may have changed a bit as well since then… or that was the impression I got from our different conversations here and there. How are you feeling now? A bit better or still frustrated?

I'm going to start with Lucy. I was rewatching the beginning of season 5 and this is hitting even harder now. Not because of the pining era. But because the narrative was already showing her isolation back then. I couldn't quite put my finger on why her storyline in season 6 felt so familiar but now I get it. This is merely the continuation.

As we all noticed, the scene of Tim breaking up with her had a very similar vibe to the one at the end of 5.02. But think back of when she went to Nyla for advice about going to UC school, when she was trying to confide to Aaron who was too caught up in his own drama to hear her… or when she spent hours locked in a freezer because no one realised she was missing - besides Tim, that is. And then, there was the whole Rosalind thing where Lucy had to push through her own trauma to help Chris deal with his and help Bailey stay calm. But no one ever took the time to ask her how she was doing with all of this (on screen). They all had good reasons, by the way, this isn't me trying to paint them as the bad guys. But this still has an eerie similarity to what is happening right now. Only there has been no payoff for any of this. Yet. It didn't seem to go anywhere. Until now. Same with her career : she nailed UC Academy, something that was supposed to help her standout come promotion time… She helped the FBI on a raid, she was asked to be the acting Watch Commander, she was told that the whole station had her back… And yet, none of this paid off either. Yet. So this is a great opportunity to finally connect all the dots that have been dropped for the past two seasons and give Lucy the amazing arc she deserves. I sincerely hope this will be the case.

As for Tim… Look, the reason why I didn't want a breakup (besides the fact that I dislike this trope so much), is that I was afraid that it would cheapen the whole "worth the effort / worth the risk" speech. You can't say that and leave at the first difficulty without downplaying the whole story. So I'm glad that the writers were able to find a way to circumvent that issue by showing Tim completely unravelling. Because this isn't about him thinking Lucy is not worth the effort or the risk… This is about him thinking HE is not worthy of her. And that changes everything. For me, at least. I still get the frustration. I still wish this storyline would have been done with them sticking together and trying to work through it. But I can understand his perspective, why he thought this would be better for her. And I can see how that could make them stronger in the end. So, just like with Lucy, I hope Tim's arc will be treated properly and carefully. I need to see the payoff, the progress… I need to see them heal. Separately and then, together. It's always hard to see where a story is going when it is still unfolding… But for now, I choose to remain optimistic and hopeful. Does that help you even a tiny bit?

#thanks for the ask :) and again I apologise for not answering sooner!#ask & ye shall receive #the rookie #chenford #lucy chen #tim bradford

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tobegiggledat · 1 month

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To Live at Her Alter

18+ CONTENT AHEAD MINORS DNI

✦pairing: Midnight x Villain!Reader

✦word count: 2.5k

✦warnings: BDSM, reader has a pussy, service sub!reader, orgasm control, body writing, oral sex, pussywarming? kinda, degradation, humiliation, suffocating/choking (non-sexual), self-harm, attempted suicide, implied enemies to lovers

✦a/n: when the ovulation hits and and

“To live by my Mistress is to serve her with every breath.” Utterance of the mantra webs tingles across your lips, the warmth clinging to your cheeks, then your sternum and chest as it snaps beneath your skin.

“To cherish her presence with my undeserving body”, you add while displayed before the woman you worship. Your torso is a stiff perpendicular plane to your folded knees. Your walls flex subtlety around the grooves of the toy you've been ordered to warm with your cunt, making squelchy whispers in a wet plea for respite. “And to uphold her values as a vessel of her will.”

A well-manicured hand is held to your lips and as your mouth relishes the brief taste of her skin you feel fortunate to be graced with the opportunity to give it—her your praises.

What led to your current circumstances was nothing short of several strings of miraculous events. Your quirk is a much deadlier version of hers, and with less shortcomings, so why is it you submit despite the upper hand you hold?

The answer is simple. In the tides of battle, she prevailed over you like an ice cube somehow withstanding the flames of a gas fire. Even then, her victory was no stroke of luck, you’re sure of it.

She’s your superior in every way, and as her palm closed around your throat amidst her triumph, you could only gape while wrestling away your thoughts of admiration. You'll always be glad she was able to make use of someone like you.

“Delicious”, Nemuri purrs. You think she says it with a smile as your gaze remains planted beneath her, where it should always remain. “And what of my other orders, pet.” The tip of her maroon high heel burrows between your legs to slightly part them. “Show me how well you follow instructions.”

“Of course, Mistress.”

Your thighs peel like damp tape, a turbulent shiver striking your veins as the cool air mingles with the dampness clinging to your flesh. Throbbing and inflamed, your poor clit nearly seeks her touch for stimulation but your conscious mind fights against it.

“My, I do love it when you make a mess.” One of her delicate giggles makes its way into the air. “Your body's begging for release but I'm sure you can hold out for a little longer. Isn't that right?”

“As long as you wish, Mistress.”

“Good because I heard some news about you today that really soured my desire for generosity”, she says with a curtness. You're tempted to risk her scolding just to catch a brief glimpse of the expression that accompanies her words. “You've earned yourself another badge. Show me your neck.”

You slip your head upward baring your skin yet closing your eyes so as not to insult her. A faint shuffling sound comes from above you before a cool pointed tip glides along your skin, forming arches and lines that resemble letters. Your breathing fails to flow properly throughout the course of her penmanship which seems to stretch on agonizingly.

“Open”, she demands while handing you her compact mirror and your throat stings at what's written;

IDIOT, carved below your chin in bold, ragged letters with a black tattoo marker. The ink won't wash away for days but it's part of what you usually enjoy about it especially when Nemuri would graffiti your body in syrup-sweet nicknames with curly, elegant letters and silly little hearts. On those days you wish it were ingrained in your cells, but today you want to scrape at your neck until it's raw.

“What do you have to say for yourself?”

“I’m sorry for being an idiot, Miss”, your voice is watery as gulp back tears.

“You’re more than an idiot. You're lucky all the words I have for you can't fit on your neck.”

She finally sways away from the door she’s entered, discarding her hero attire each step of the way to her chambers. You clumsily crawl after her as if a hastily built table granted the ability to move, swiping at each article of clothing to toss them in their proper bin.

It takes everything in you not to shriek your next words. “What is it that you heard—”

She jerks toward you, stopping in her tracks then sighing. “I’ll get to that eventually”, she answers, wrapping ribbons of her violet strands into a sloppy bun then stepping into her garage-sized bathroom. “But first…” She gestures expectantly toward a tray of amenities on a concrete, raised slab beside her shower—a tray you organize for her daily.

“Thank you, Miss”, you reply although your gratefulness to attend to her body is tainted by the sinking horror of what awaits you once the task is complete. You begin to gnaw your bottom lip to a bleeding meaty sliver as your stomach shuffles its contents.

As she hovers idly, skin illuminating under the harsh glow of the fancy lamplights, you run the water until it reaches her desired temperature then lather a few pumps of body wash on a rag. The sweet cherry taffy aroma wafting through the damp air is so thick you salivate. Her body is already soaked and glistening by the time you’re finished savoring the candy scented soap.

“May I?”, you ask, bringing the well-coated cloth near her flesh in anticipation.

“You may.”

You begin your ministrations at her feet, slowly working your way up her legs and thoroughly massaging the slippery fluid into her pores and making sure not to miss spots.

Such a small element of routine allows your worries about your future punishment to temporarily drift away from the forefront of your mind. It's best to focus on the task at hand or else you'll only create a deeper pit for yourself, you think. Dread continues to linger in the hidden crevices of your heart yet your thoughts of it flux with the strokes of the cloth, becoming distant as you move downward and returning to your conscience as you creep near her lower lips. The sight of her alluring slit has always been grounding for you.

It's only when Nemuri huffs that you realize you’ve been sweeping along the same leg for a while.

“Someones working extra hard to make up for things”, her voice laces with the steam, a hint of mischief etching its way into her tone. “I’m sure that area’s clean enough already.”

“It's not like that, Mistress. I’m merely doing what I’m meant to.”

When you reach her sex, she dismisses you to take over the scrubbing herself as reaching the rest of her would require you to relinquish your kneeling position. Well-trained property is never to be above or beside their betters unless given explicit permission so you crawl to fetch her towel and wait outside the foggy glass doors until she finishes up.

Once she’s done drying, she paces to her closet then embellishes her body in a black, lacy babydoll dress, the ruffles parting alongside her legs as she perches on the edge of her bed in a welcoming position.

“Come, your mouth will do nicely.” She shuffles her hips to beckon you.

“Yes, Miss. Thank you, Mistress”, you eagerly whimper before slipping between her like a puzzle piece and humming more thanks into her warmth as if giving prayer to your deity before your meal.

You leave a path of suckling kisses along the expanse of her sex, making slow and appreciative work of your lips as the feel of her slick, warm folds clouds you with crazed desire. You don’t mean to be a tease but it’s hard not to take your time with the delectable display presented to you, your unworthiness makes it all the more forbidden fruit.

When her rich, addicting flavor hits your tongue, your palette seizes with delight, taking in the earthy tones that envelope your senses with the zeal of a starved beast. Dark, glossy nails prick your scalp, scraping for balance while your nose meshes with the trail of curls poking around her clenching cavern.

A sharp pain goes through the top of your head and you hiss. “No licking, dear”, she eases her nails out of your flesh. “I only want your mouth there, nothing else.”

Her request is like asking a cheetah not to pick at fresh meat. Despite your wishes to indulge the gorging your soul craves, your mouth stills the instant she orders it to.

She acts as if you aren't gathered by her knees as she scratches and scribbles in the journal on her nightstand—the contents of which you've always longed to peer into.

You cling your lips to her as if she's what is needed to pump your lungs to life. Her thighs tenderly embrace your cheeks, squeezing softly in tandem with the strokes of her pen and the brush of your breaths across her cunt. Your own hole feels neglected compared to the lavishing you thrust upon her opening.

Muffled gasps crawl up your throat as you shift to ease the tickling in your core, eyelids shuttering with intense need yet frustration.

“Look at you, so ready and willing”, Nemuri coos, taking in the view of your drooling lips and glazed-over eyes. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

You nod amidst the mindless, obedient haze that washes over you whenever you serve her, but she pinches your ear to get you to use your words. “Yes, Mistress.”

“That's too bad”, she mocks. “I'm afraid this is all you’ll get for now.” She shoves you away and you look as if you were a kicked puppy.

She merely chuckles at that, making you jolt at the vibrations of the boisterous noise before her energy resets to normal. “Enough of that, about the news I mentioned earlier…” She folds one of her knees beside her and clenches her fingers tightly around it. “The hero you and your cronies captured wasn’t at the location you gave me. Your men must’ve gotten word of your survival and made a run for it, what a hassle.”

“I’m deeply sorry for that, Mistress.” You swiftly place your head against the floor in a deep bow. “Please punish me for their transgressions. They’re foolish, but I’m even more so for ever being with them.”

The silence that instills is cold, much like the coolness of the tile pressing against your forehead.

“Your enthusiasm is enough, I’ve no need to punish you.” She pushes lightly at your shoulder with the tip of her nylon-clad foot, bringing you to raise.

“What does it mean to belong to me?” You feel a weight on your shoulder in more ways than one as her heel rests beside your neck.

“To live by my Mistress is to—” Her toes mash with your lips.

“No memorized platitudes, I want it straight…” Her foot slides to your chest. “from the heart.” She presses there harder with each word for emphasis.

“I’ll do anything for you—you know that, miss.”

“Oh, I believe it. We’re talking about me after all.” Her stockings rub along your slit and you moan, long and loud. “You'll take whatever I give you, won’t you? You're always so whiny and desperate, scrambling for scraps of my affection. I’d say it’s pathetic, but it’s even more sad it took you so long to realize this is your rightful place when you could've saved yourself the effort.” She nearly stomps on your cunt, yet hot shame fills you as you unconsciously thrust to meet her rough touch. “All villains fall to their knees for the heroes eventually.

Like a shriveled sponge, you absorb her merciless words as truth, for they are nothing less than the truth.

“You saved me”, you say sheepishly. “I’m grateful for you.”

“That I did, it’s good of you to notice.”

Your face warms with delight.

“Here’s the deal”, she continues. “In exchange for the hero’s safe return, your ex-allies want proof of your death. They're clearly out for vengeance now that their leader’s dipped to join the enemy and left them with the clean up. So what will you do?”

It's a test. She's unsure whether you'd betray her at the drop of hat. How could she not, considering the state you abandoned your old allies in?

The only way out of this is for you to die.

Your resolve hardens. You activate your quirk and a translucent bubble surrounds your head, allowing no air to enter nor exit. It’s a volatile ability. By focusing hard enough, you can create a bubble that fills with a clear gas that can stop a person from breathing. The bubble’s surface is sticky and difficult to penetrate or tear, while the gas inside it destabilizes the instant it leaves the bubble, therefore losing its effects.

You’ve casted domes as large as two story buildings, but the one you summon now exists only for you—only for your mouth, your nose and your lungs. It fits snugly around your skull, and despite the small size, your concentration wavers while maintaining it as lethargy seeps into your brain and your chest constricts with an ache for oxygen. You tumble to your back, clawing frantically at the base of the bubble with your right hand as if you weren't the cause of your own suffering.

How many seconds have passed? 10? 15?

No matter, the gas’ effects will take at least two times longer to take hold of you given your own innate immunity to it.

Your vision clouds with nonexistent shapes while your muscles feel as though they're brimming with ice. Nemuri’s figure appears over you as blotchy and shadow-like, but even in your near-death hallucinations she still exudes a presence much like a dark goddess, looming with a natural yet mesmerizing grandiosity.

A weight you recognize to be Nemuri, settles on your midriff, clasping around the sides of your waist and dampening your stomach with her bare arousal. A different touch, featherlight and fleeting, swipes down your thighs to massage the throbbing crevice between them.

It goes across your clit in abstract swirls and circles, dwindling your already weak concentration to almost nothing. Coupled with the sensitivity of your stuffed walls, it only takes a few sweeps over your nub before your arching into the feeling, limbs curling into your middle like a crumpled leaf and shivering violently.

Sharp, excruciating bliss consumes you, afflicting your nerves with raw and unfiltered sensations, but is swiftly torn away when you notice the bubble has burst.

You gasp, vacuuming every bit of surrounding air into your unoccupied lungs until you're dizzy—dizzy with nausea or satisfaction you're uncertain.

“I’m sssorryyy”, you sob. “I'll try again—”, a cough hacks its way up your throat.

Her fingers shove their way into your mouth and you taste your own fluids. “And risk losing my favorite pervert? That won’t do, I still have my uses for you.”

Teary-eyed and trembling, you meet Nemuri’s gaze despite your better judgment and remember why it was considered a privilege to look upon her.

“Thank you”, you whimper, softening at the impish curve of her full lips. “Thank you for saving me once more.”

She hums with a soft smile. “Now, for cumming without my permission…”

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subtle-as-an-earthquake · 7 months

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phew, ok gonna just ramble for a minute! for the last couple of days i've been getting so caught up in my milex feelings and the letdown after the anticipation that i almost forgot to be properly excited for this trip 🙈 but now that i'm actually in dublin, after listening to arctic monkeys and miles tunes on the flight and getting hyped about seeing my one of my best irl friends from london again for the first time since june, it's much easier for me to put things in perspective, thank goodness!! i'd have kicked myself later if i spent my time here moping (which i've kind of been doing these past two days) instead of being excited about getting to see my all time favourite band play again (twice!!) AND with miles as well, and just have a fun trip with my friends in dublin (even though it'll be raining cats and dogs, but we'll be in the pub most of the time anyway 🍻)

after the london gig in june i really thought that was it for a couple of years, so to have been given this extra opportunity to see them again so soon is insane and an absolute blessing. i'm SO fucking excited, i can't even tell you 😭 these will be my 8th and 9th arctic monkeys gigs to date, and i'm still just as hyped as i was 10 years ago, and i think that's worth reflecting on for a minute ❤️

i'm putting some more musings about the milex situation under the cut for anyone who might be interested in a different perspective, but mostly it's just for me, to be able to untangle the mess that my mind has been in these past few days. also, please know that i'm definitely not trying to invalidate anyone's concerns or diminish anyone's feelings, because lord knows i've been feeling all the things the past few days and all those feelings are very (very) real!

i guess what i just keep coming back to is the fact that arctic monkeys (or alex, really, lbr) asked miles to be the support for these four dates when they absolutely didn't have to do that, and that if there was any bad blood between them then they totally could've asked anyone else. but they didn't, they asked miles! and miles agreed! it's much more likely that the fact that they're not playing together is due to logistics (with the orchestra and limited rehearsal time) and wanting to highlight miles's new album than any personal reasons tbh. they're professionals doing their jobs first and foremost, and while obviously we'd love a display of sentimentality, if that doesn't fit the show for whatever reason then it makes sense they don't give us that. i'm sure it's all been discussed and agreed on between them, and that they're doing perfectly fine behind the scenes. it's true that miles shows us a lot of himself, but alex and the other boys do not, so it also makes sense to me that what miles shares about them/their interactions with him is limited too, much as i'd love to see him gush about them and post bts footage. i always find that i get easily swept up in emotions and conjecture when i'm watching things unfold from a distance, through the tumblr/fandom lens, but i forget sometimes that that is a heavily coloured lens, and that real life is often very different, despite what social media etc. may seem to show. and for me personally, i've noticed that sometimes it's really good to break out of the bubble for a bit and see things from a different perspective, so i'm glad i was able to do that before my shows!

also, on a side note, i've seen some people being disappointed that alex didn't dedicate bodypaint to miles but just gave him a shoutout, but to me the distinction doesn't matter too much. he mentioned miles when he didn't have to, and miles stayed to watch the boys do their thing after his own set, and he didn't have to do that either if he wasn't feeling it. the fact is that recently there have been more and more signs that our boys are actually growing closer again than they seemingly have been for a few years, and while obviously i just want them to give us everything and announce a tlsp reunion and also profess their undying love for each other while they're at it, maybe their doing what they can right now, and they just need a bit more time to get to where they once were. we all need time to heal, or something like that, anyway. i obviously don't know anything, but this possiblity seems just as if not more likely to me than the other option (which would be that any of this is a sign they're growing further apart, instead), so i'm good with that for the moment.

anyway, this is just me talking to myself on the plane and creating some perspective for myself, but maybe someone else might find it helpful too, who knows. in any case, i'm going to do my best to enjoy it all to the fullest!! and while obviously getting to see them do something together would be brilliant, it would just be the cherry on an otherwise already really fucking delicious cake ❤️

#i know nobody probably cares about my ramblings but it felt good to get it out ❤️#arctic monkeys #alex turner #miles kane #milex #minnie talks

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hiemaldesirae · 29 days

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Swap AU:

Charlie and Vaggie both know That Vox is there on Lucifer's behalf, but once they see Vox freak out because of Alastor's Shadow (Alastor took over the Shadow and was gently petting Vox's rabbit ears (just how sleepy Vox likes it), before he spoke through the radio to Vox, saying I love you.) Causing the overlord to have a panic attack and blow the power in half of pride. So Vaggie actually gets pretty overprotective of Vox, seeing Alastor as Vox's Adam.

This panic attack is also what allows Husker and Vox to setup their contracted souls and they start building outside of the hotel. Little restaurants, and a gambling joint (where the biggest prize is TVs you don't have to rent, which Charlie thinks is pretty awesome. Not even Nobles have their own TVs, so this will definitely bring in the spotlight for the hotel!) One of the surviving contracted souls of Vox's is a goetia, who can go to earth, and Vox uses them have the hotel offer earthly goods.

At the overlord meeting...since the remaining Vees are contracted Overlords, they aren't invited. Only Alastor and Rosie can come for the Entertainment District and Cannibal town. Vox is on a high dose of (I think it's Xanax they give you for this? I know it's what they gave me to take during my flights because of the anxiety for flying so I'm guessing it may be the same idk) meds so he can get through the meeting unfortunately, Husker can only sit on one of his sides....Who takes the other seat beside Vox? Why Alastor of course.

Who catches Vox's hand with his own under the table, giving it a squeeze and rubbing his thumb over Vox's pulse point in his wrist while Carmilla talks.

While Husk brings up the Angel's head, and points out it could be the cause of the second extermination coming up, Vox is beginning to slowly freak out. He's glad when Carmilla and Zestial say the meeting is over, and he stands up about to jerk his hand away--when Alastor kisses it, murmuring "I'm sorry, my beloved. I'll see you soon." And Husk hisses, grabbing Vox and they hurry back to the hotel.

Vox leaves the lights on in his room that night, but it doesn't stop Alastor from visiting, and covering his precious picture box up with the softest blanket he can conjure....and he also spots the large Cyan scar on Vox's chest, and tears fill the deer demons eyes--he hadn't ment too, he thinks claws digging into his palms. Never you Vox....it'll never happen again. Once I have your soul under my hand no one will hurt you again...myself included. You'll be safe right beside me, where you belong.

oh my GOD vaggie and vox friendship theyre so precious to me <3 wait okay so does al like. send his shadow to the hotel since they cant really get rid of it anyway and they dont know yet that al can posess his shadow ? or what is really going on here im a little lost sorry. the image of al taking the opportunity to stay close to vox when hes in his most vulnerable state just kinda scratches something in my brain though... hes SUCHHH a freak about it all get a JOB stay away from him

OH !!! thats so cool. wait so before that did they just like. have nothing at all lmfao?? cause vox was hiding away or something? cause i dont know if i can image the hotel looking like the shabby rundown mess it was in the show considering the Gambling and Media overlords are here to help run it lmfao. also a GOETIA? my god,, by jove how did that happen

oh this is. oh thats so.... URhrgdhjkfd... the fact that alastors idea of love and posession is so warped that he can only think of owning voxs soula s a means to keep him safe... and he regrets it all so much but its not something that he can ever properly express because he knows vox wouldnt listen and would just try to run away again... im gonna be SICK nonny dont do this to me. i hate ithere

AND YOU DIDNT ANSWER MY QUESTION LAST TIME ABOUT WHETHER OR NOT THEY GET A HAPPY ENDING !!!!!! :sob: im so scared nonny i really am what are you doing with them....

#ran rambles #hazbin hotel #general asks #radiostatic #swap au

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Gourmand Fragrance / Wagashi Revolution - 1

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Nazuna: Ah, it's Keito-chin and Kuro-chin! What are you up to, standing around here and chatting?

Keito: Hello Nito. Kiryu and I were just talking about the upcoming Chocolat Fes.

Kuro: Apparently they're gonna be holdin' it at ES this year too. Wouldn't hurt to be prepared.

Nazuna: I get it. These days it's been pretty hectic at ES because of the Chocolat Fes.

Nazuna: Since you guys are discussing it, that must mean AKATSUKI has plans to participate, right?

Keito: Yes, something like that. We won't be doing anything large-scale though. We have big plans lined up for after Chocolat Fes.

Keito: Additionally, I heard that Kanzaki is going to participate in the Yumenosaki Chocolat Fes.

Keito: If he were to participate in the ES event on top of all that, it would be exhaustive.

Keito: On that note, what is Ra*bits planning to do? Most of your members are enrolled in the academy after all.

Nazuna: Ah, Tomo-chin and the others are going to be participating in the Yumenosaki Chocolat Fes too.

Kuro: Haha, I'm glad that those guys are gettin' along well like usual.

Nazuna: Yup~ ♪ But well, I don't want to push an unreasonable load onto Tomo-chin and the others.

Nazuna: So basically, just like AKATSUKI, Ra*bits won't be doing anything too huge on the ES side.

Kuro: I see. So I guess that us graduated lot are gonna be able to spend this years Chocolat Fes peacefully.

Keito: It feels odd, being able to relax at this time of year.

Nazuna: Ahaha, right~? All I remember is being super busy making chocolate.

Keito: …Making chocolate, huh? I can't say I have any memory of doing that myself.

Nazuna: Huh? Really?

Keito: During my time at the academy, being a member of the Student Council meant that I was more involved in the operational aspect of Chocolat Fes.

Keito: So in my case, all I remember is being perpetually busy dealing with all the trouble that would crop up at the academy.

Nazuna: Hmm? But didn't AKATSUKI perform? There were rumors about it…

Keito: I erased that part from my memories…

Kuro: Haha, cause danna must've been pretty embarrassed. Back then, AKATSUKI gave a sexy performance that was pretty far out from our usual.

Kuro: Danna did the 'Bakyuun~' thing completely seriously and was writhin' in agony after the live show.

Nazuna: What do you mean!? I'd want to see that!

Keito: Don't say anything unnecessary, Kiryu! Seriously, you're just incorrigible…

Kuro: My bad. Well, danna was right when he said he was mostly busy with his lessons and planning.

Kuro: He was so busy that we ended up outsourcin' our chocolate to a vendor.

Keito: Yes. Though, I've always wanted to make my own chocolate at least once.

Kuro: In that case, why don't ya try it this year? Ya said it just now, that you'd be able to take things easy this year after all.

Nazuna: What Kuro-chin said. If you don't know how to make them, I can help too. ♪

Keito: ... Right. This could be a good opportunity to learn. Firstly, I'll have to buy a recipe book—

Souma: HASUMI-DONO! Is Hasumi-dono here!?

Nazuna: Owah!? You surprised me! What's wrong, Souma-chin? Mitsuru-chin, you too?

Mitsuru: Nii-chan! It's a good thing you're here too! I needed to ask you something really badly!

Kuro: What's gotten into ya, Kanzaki, Tenma?

Souma & Mitsuru: Why is it that wagashi are not included in 'Barentainsu'!? / Why aren't wagashi a part of Valentines!?

Kuro & Nazuna: … What?

Keito: Sigh… It turns out that it wasn't anything as pressing as I had anticipated.

Keito: First of all, both of you need to calm down. If you make such a ruckus, it'll disturb everyone else in the office.

Souma: Oh, that is true. That was rather inconsiderate. Do forgive me.

Mitsuru: I'm sorry. But I felt super bad for the wagashi and I wanna help them as fast as I can!

Keito: I really have no idea what you're on about. What happened and why? You need to explain things properly.

Souma: Yes. Actually, a few days prior, the owner of the wagashi shop that the Kanzaki clan favors confided to us.

Souma: Since the main character of 'Barentainsu' is undoubtedly 'chocoraito', it is inevitable that the sales of wagashi declines during this period.

Nazuna: Now that you mention it, when you think of Valentines, the image of traditional sweets like those hardly comes to mind.

Souma: The decline in sales is in itself not an issue, as the shop owner is able to make a recovery in profit during other periods of time.

Souma: However, they expressed a sadness that wagashi could not be the main attraction of 'Barentainsu'

Nazuna: I get it now. So Mitsuru-chin heard about it from Souma-chin?

Mitsuru: Mhm. I felt real sad when I heard about it from Souchan-Senpai.

Mitsuru: I mean, wagashi are yummy, but they aren't the main focus of Valentines day, right? I feel so sorry for them…

Kuro: I see. So you're thinkin' somethin' like, "those poor sweets", huh?

Mitsuru: But I dunno know how I would even make wagashi into the main attraction…

Mitsuru: That's why I told Souchan-Senpai to ask Nii-chan and Hasumi-Senpai for help.

Souma: Indeed. I immediately determined that Hasumi-dono, who has led us of AKATSUKI through many a tribulation, would surely be able to bestow an appropriate plan to us.

Keito: I'm honored that you think so highly of me, but I'm not reliable when it comes to culinary matters.

Keito: Since Kiryu usually cooks, he would probably have some good ideas…

Kuro: I'm kinda in the same boat here. I have some experience makin' sweets, but I only know how to bake simple confectionaries.

Kuro: Actually, wouldn't you know more about this than us, Kanzaki? You're probably better at makin' sweets than me.

Souma: Hmm. However, I haven't a clue as to what sort of Wagashi would be suitable to be the main 'Barentainsu' attraction.

Souma: Therefore, I determined that the most dependable person would be Hasumi-dono, who has both insight and a deep understanding of such things…

Keito: I would like to do something about this too, but…

Mitsuru: What do you think, Nii-chan? If you know a good way to do it, please tell us!

Nazuna: M-me? It's not like I'm a good cook either, though.

Nazuna: I'm sorry Mitsuru-chin. I can't help you out…

Mitsuru: No, it's okay. I know I asked you to do something hard.

Souma: Umu. My apologies to you as well, Hasumi-dono, Kiryu-dono. I so abruptly asked for advice on an unreasonable matter and inconvenienced you.

Souma: We shall excuse ourselves now. Hmm? What seems to be the matter?

Mitsuru: Uu, I still wanna make wagashi the main character of Valentines day somehow…

Keito & Nazuna: ……

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Wagashi are Traditional Japanese sweets. I'll be honest, I just didn't want to type out the whole phrase over and over again.

#Gourmand Fragrance #Keito Hasumi #Kuro Kiryu #Souma Kanzaki #Nazuna Nito #Mitsuru Tenma

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as promised: s4 retrospective now that the finale is out.

season four is easily the most similar to season one. even the finales are similar. that's good, narratively. it's easy to get carried away with a story, especially one with any level of audience control, so it's reassuring to get confirmation that all of this ties back to the beginning. it also opens up a lot of opportunities for seasons five and six. really, season four is just season one, but arthur knows what the fuck is going on and he and john don't have the most scathing arguments you've ever heard every other episode, and although seasons two and three did a lot of visible character development for the two of them, season four shows the actual result and proof of that development. i know that i predicted a major blow-out between them because only a couple of episodes in i felt they were getting along a little too well. but i was proved wrong! it would have been easy to set up an argument between john and arthur after it's revealed he's lied to him, but i'm glad it didn't happen, and i hope it's not going to, because i do think this was the season that properly established that they are beyond that cycle of vicious arguments.

on individual levels they've also developed a lot. john is, for plot reasons of course, kinda vague through-out the season, but i like that with his increasing humanity he's also gained traits of jealousy and petulance. although with the revelation of his being stuck in dark world, there'll be some real interesting character exploration to do next season. john also got to do a bit more interaction towards the end of this season. i think i've always been partial to arthur because he has more relationship anchors in his life (even if most of them are dead) and i like looking at a character through the lense of how they interact with others. and so far, john's mostly only had arthur to play off of. meanwhile, arthur hitting rock bottom, first in part 26 and then in part 31, really did a lot for him too. him making up with daniel and reaching out to help oscar was heartwarming, i guess, but most importantly it showed how he's determined to actually do something to be a better person and not just wallow in guilt and self-blame. still doesn't change that almost everybody he cares about dies or dissapears, but hey. it's good development.

on a personal level? i'm kinda meh on the season. i was on season one too, so that's not a surprise. it's less to do with the actual writing or narrative and more that i dont care much for fetch-quests or detective stories or, to be honest, plot in general. i like malevolent for it's character aspects. it's my personal indulge to be emotionally punched in the gut by this show. and obviously a story needs to have a plot, and i'm not saying i have issues with the show. just that so far nothing has been able to dethrone season two yet, lol.

let's talk about that finale, then. it's really amazing how kayne dominates with his presence whenever he's there, even if this only, what? like the fourth time? that we see him. i always want to get more kayne, but these occasional doses are really perfect for him. he needs to keep that veneer of mystery and insanity, and he needs to mostly be stagnant in his personality, i think, even if his motivations are unravelled. it's what makes him so entrancing whenever he appears on screen (in ear?). so i hope we don't get too much of him next season, even if he's the one setting up whatever happens next. and speaking of what happens next? an advantage to tying up a lot of old threads this season is that i have very little idea of what season five will be about. jesus fuck am i excited though, though!

#i'm really happy with this finale!#part 31 is still my favourite of the season #it just enchants me and engages in what really draws me to this show #but this was a stron narrative point i think #malevolent #malevolent 40

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riddle-me-ri · 11 months

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May I request breakfast in bed for a General!Mad Hatter?

A/N: Eee yes of course! I'm glad to be able to exercise and work with my general iterations of characters lol. This one also comes with a little twist compared to the others tehe. Also this is the last of my 500 event prompts! Thanks so much to all those that participated 💚 it means the world to me! Will get back to normal requests soon, probably going to take a break for a while and do some drawing to break up the monotony lol.

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General Mad Hatter - Breakfast in Bed

Jervis has had to cook plenty of his own meals.

He was rather proud of himself for how good of a cook he is. One of his more unknown special talents no one knew about.

Well, except you of course. You loved and enjoyed every meal, and yet he still felt anxious whenever he cooked something for you.

Jervis found himself awake earlier than necessary, especially since you two agreed to sleeping in.

However, he didn't want the opportunity to treat you to pass. He's always willing and able to show you how special you mean to him…

You tossed and turned in bed. Something wasn't right. You propped yourself up and reached out to the other side of the bed.

Where you were supposed to feel a mass of flesh, muscle, and bone adorned in cotton pajamas…you felt empty sheets.

You sat up more on the bed, even pulled back the sheets. Jervis was nowhere to be found.

Your eyes widened in worry for a moment. Your mind racing with possibilities, almost jumping out of bed-

"Good morning, darling~"

Instant sigh of relief. You turned around and noticed he held a tray with two dishes of homemade breakfast.

"Oh, good morning, Jervis…" You looked down at the tray he was carrying.

"D-Did you make breakfast?" You asked, reaching out for the tray.

Until Jervis pulled it away from you just out of reach.

"Now, now." He tutted. "I'm supposed to serve this to you."

You furrowed your eyebrows together, unsure what difference it made. You decide to lay back on your pillow and even properly tuck your blanket back to where your lap was covered.

That seemed to be what Jervis wanted as he rounded the bed to your side. He gracefully placed the plate in your lap and your preferred drink on your nightstand.

"Thank you, Jervis…this was awfully sweet."

He smiled warmly at you as he made his way to his side of the bed where his food was waiting for him.

"I'm sorry if I made you panic by not being here when you woke. I wanted to surprise you." Jervis apologized, not forgetting that frantic look on your face.

You smiled, reassuringly. "It's all right, sweetie. I am just glad you were here." You gave him a kiss on the cheek. "A kiss for the best chef in Gotham."

You two enjoyed your meal in peaceful tranquility. Occasionally, sharing a bite or two from your plates or feeding each other the food.

When you two were finished, you offered to take the dishes back to the sink.

However, Jervis wasn't having it. Before you could even gather your plate, silverware, and glass; Jervis already had it all back on the tray and he was out the door.

You sat in bed, debating whether to get up or stay in bed like you two initially planned…

Then you felt something or more like someone jump on the bed. You yelped as you came face to face with your beloved.

Jervis smiled down sweetly at you, before slowly leaning in for a kiss.

You couldn't help but feel your chest swell at just how much love you felt for this man and the love from him as well.

#ri writes #ri 500 #dc mad hatter x reader #mad hatter x reader #jervis tetch x reader #batman mad hatter x reader #batman jervis tetch x reader #so sorry #if this seems lackluster #honestly ran out of steam at the end #hnng

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claypigeonpottery · 5 months

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I've been admiring your pottery pieces and appreciating that you share the process with us, the art of pottery is so cool. I have the opportunity to go to a pottery class in December which I'm really excited about! The class description says participants can use sgraffito techniques, so I was wondering if you have any tips for a first time using that technique? I'm thinking of doing a simple flower design to keep it from getting complicated. Thanks!

(I thought I lost this ask but it finally loaded!)

thank you! I’m so glad you get to explore some pottery and try out sgraffito. carving can be super relaxing

I have way too much to say about sgraffito lol, but this is my usual checklist for students first trying sgraffito

1. have a clear idea of what you want (which you clearly do)

2. start simple (which you are)

3. make a couple sketches beforehand, so you don’t lose precious class time, and bring your sketches with you. if you’re not keen on sketching, have a reference picture on your phone

4. make sure your clay is properly leather hard before you start. ask your teacher if you’re unsure

5. give yourself a smooth surface to carve

6. start with something flat. plates and trays are great, coasters and tiles are even better. cylinders and the inside of bowls are a challenge

7. be aware of the weight of your hand/arm resting on the piece. it’s really easy to get focused and not realize you’re warping the clay

have fun, good luck and (only if you want) please show me what you make!

(and secret tip #8 under the cut)

if you accidentally carve a line you didn’t mean to, paint underglaze over the spot and it’ll be really hard to find your mistake!)

(can you spot my mistakes?)

#sgraffito #art advice #art tips #ask #asks

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hunieday · 1 year

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Izumi Iori - Drama Collection ~Spring~ RabbitChat translation

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access it, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Izumi Iori: Yuki-san, thank you for your hard work. Can I have a few minutes of your time right now?

Yuki: It's rare to get a Rabbit chat from you, Iori-kun. What happened?

Yuki: Did you want to see a picture of Momo stuffing his cheeks with some delicious rice?

Izumi Iori: No, there are several people stuffing their cheeks with delicious rice in this house, that’ll do for now.

Izumi Iori: I heard from Osaka-san that he and Kujo-san will hold the viewing party for the drama we played in at Yuki-san’s house, so I thought I'd say a few words.

Izumi Iori: I apologize for the inconvenience, but thank you for your time today.

Yuki: I see, IDOLiSH7 are also invited. Riku-kun, Nagi-kun and Tamaki-kun at least.

Izumi Iori: Well, yes. That’s how it is.

Yuki: It's not often that I get to work with your group, so I thought I’d invite them to talk over dinner.

Yuki: I told Sougo-kun as well, feel free to come empty-handed.

Izumi Iori: Come…empty-handed?

Yuki: Empty-handed, casual.

Izumi Iori: I'm sorry, but considering Osaka-san’s demeanor, I don’t think that’s possible.

Izumi Iori: "Yuki-san himself went out of his way to give us, his juniors, an opportunity to discuss the film," he said, and when he showed us the rabbit chat, he was holding his phone with both hands as if it were a heavenly blessing.

Yuki:

Yuki: I just wanted to see you guys eating good food, but I'll add "give feedback about the drama properly" to my resume for the day.

Yuki: What are you doing, Iori-kun?

Izumi Iori: What do you mean?

Yuki: Since you are rabbit chatting with me.

Izumi Iori: Ah, right now I’m sitting in a chair in my room, sipping a café au lait, phone in hand.

Yuki: Momo would be lying on the bed saying “I've been rabbit chatting with Yuki-san. What should I do 😣😣?”, he was flapping his legs while talking to me.

Yuki: You’re way more natural about it.

Izumi Iori: Yes, I’m having an afternoon snack while enjoying a rabbit chat with the Absolute Kings after all.

Yuki: That’s great. I feel like I'm being told that a rabbit chat with me is worth more than any snack.

Iori: Of course I think it is.

Izumi Iori: In a way, thanks to Re:vale's personality, I am able to have a casual Rabbit chat with you…

Yuki: Can I screenshot this and send it to Momo?

Izumi Iori: Why is that!?

Yuki: Because it makes us happy.

Izumi Iori: Oh no, is it because I'm the first one who’s said that…

Yuki: I'm happy because it's you. It is true that we, Re:vale, are the Absolute Kings, but it's Momo who's been running and working for the sake of a better idol industry and a comfortable environment for the juniors.

Yuki: If Iori-kun, the usually cool junior, said that to you, you'd probably roll over and flap your legs in delight as well.

Izumi Iori: Is that so?

Yuki: Oh, I'm traveling for work now, so I might have made the mistake of swinging my legs while sitting. cute

Izumi Iori: I see.

Izumi Iori: I was reminded once again that the two of you really are the same in your private lives.

Yuki: I'm glad you admire us.

Izumi Iori: Don’t worry, we admire you so we can surpass you.

Yuki: You're so cute.

Yuki: I like that kind of thing about Iori-kun.

Izumi Iori: Well then, we like Re:vale for letting us talk like this.

Yuki: wait a minute

Izumi Iori: yes

Yuki: Iori-kun, aren't you too cool for a cute guy?

Izumi Iori: I disagree, I'm not cute.

Yuki: You were cute when you called me "Sensei".

Izumi Iori: That was for the drama!? I mean, the relationship wasn't even what you would call cute, was it?

Yuki: That’s right. We were collaborators, working together to find the criminal who killed each other's loved ones.

Yuki: But I don't think "collaborator" is the right word to use. I think we had developed a bond that was unique to the two of us.

Izumi Iori: A bond between just the two of them? There was no scene that clearly shows it, but it could be interpreted that way.

Izumi Iori: For him, who was lonely, the teacher was the only person in the world who cared about him.

Yuki: Yes. I think that scene where he took care of someone with great care, as if he was overlaying the image of a deceased close friend, was a source of support for his performance.

Izumi Iori: It’s nice, I like those kinds of stories. I still have less acting experience than Yuki-san, so this will be a good learning opportunity for me in the future.

Izumi Iori: I think Osaka-san would be pleased to discuss the drama with you. Maybe Kujo-san, as well.

Yuki: Yes. At first, I was only planning to eat and play mini games while watching the drama.

Izumi Iori: I'm not half as scared of the mini-games as they say I am now.

Yuki: As expected, your eyes are sharp

Izumi Iori: Oh

Izumi Iori: I'm sorry

Izumi Iori: The two people who tend to do something wrong, have done something wrong, so I'm gonna go deal with it.

Yuki: They've messed up.

Izumi Iori: They mistook potato starch for pancake flour and mixed it with eggs.

Yuki: I think that could make a delicious tempura batter ^^

Izumi Iori: We don't want to make that. I will ask you for more details about the mini-game later.

Yuki:

#idolish7 #idolish7 translation #idolish seven #izumi iori #iori izumi #yukito orikasa #re:vale #yuki re:vale #ainana #i7 #rabbitchat #drama collection

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theleechyskrunkly · 2 months

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SPECIFIC QUESTIONS YOU SHALL GET THEN

*taps mic*

1: How did they meet?

2: When did Paige realize he likes Idia? When did Idia realize he likes Paige?

3: Do they ever help each other with their hair?

4: What is one way they like to show each other affection?

That's much better >:D

1: These two actually met when Idia was a sophomore and Paige was a freshman. Around two months into the school year, Paige happened to be silently singing to the opening of one of the anime that Idia was obsessed with at the time (Lets call it... "Dark Magic of the Ultimate Mage: ULTIMAGE!!!"), and his extreme Otaku ideology compelled Idia to talk to Paige about his interests, but of course he ended up shying away last minute.

Ortho, seeing the potential opportunity to get Idia to make a friend, made a plan to get the two to somehow make contact. That plan involves a lot of Ortho and Paige getting to know each so that it would ultimately result in Idia and Paige meeting each other (but I'm not gonna discuss Ortho's master plan here because 1. I have no idea what the master plan would be, and 2. That's Ortho and Paige lore, not Idia and Paige lore)

The ultimate result (pun intended) of Ortho's plan was Idia and Paige meeting each other at an anime convention where they both cosplayed as the main characters for "Dark Magic of the Ultimate Mage: ULTIMAGE!!!" and the two hit it off! Of course, with a few nudges from Ortho to get the conversation going, they eventually found out that they went to the same school.

Idia died inside when he figured out someone from school knew he cosplayed, so Paige was the one to seek him out when they returned to school, since he was glad to find someone to share interests with. Idia wasn't hard to find, he literally has flaming blue hair. Anyways, they ultimately became besties!

2: That's the thing, Paige doesn't realize he likes Idia cuz HE'S A LITTLE SHIT THAT CAN'T DEAL WITH HIS OWN FEELINGS 🤬🤬🤬!!!!! Idia realized when Paige happened to fall asleep on Idia's bed while they were pulling their weekly all nighters. Idia stared at Paige for a little too long, his hair slowly turning pinkish. That is, until Ortho caught him (and teased him for WEEKS). Idia slept on his beanbag that day.

3: Rather than helping, they end up tangling their hair. Well, Idia ends up tangling Paige's hair, cuz I don't think fire can tangle 💀 but Paige does often bury himself in Idia's hair while he games (Idia never notices until he's done with his match) because he likes the warmth Idia's hair radiates. Idia fidgets with Paige's hair when they're in public in order to calm down his social anxiety.

4: Leaning A lot of leaning. Paige leans on people to show affection, since he's detached from most and isn't sure hoe to properly show affection. He leans on Idia all the time, while gaming, reading, during class, all the time. He also makes songs every now and then for Idia to listen to, though he doesnt show him every single one, since some of them are seriously cheesy.

Idia shows his affection towards Paige through inviting him to game, and not being as rude as he usually is to most others. He tends to go easy on Paige on video games where he's usually superior.

Tagging: @thehollowwriter @red-viewe @xen-blank @enigmatic-pers @cyanide-latte(if you'd like being added to the tag list, please let me know!)

#THIS THING TOOK AGES BECAUSE MY DRAFTS KEPT DISAPPEARING #anyways yeah #Idia is such a skrunkly #twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst #twisted wonderland idia #idia shroud #twst idia #Paige Pegasus #Twst oc #ortho shroud #twst ortho #Cyany 👻

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StARS Symposium Presentation

With the pictures I've made for my astrophotography class, I presented a poster at Bridgewater State University's StARS (Student Arts and Research Symposium) event. The experience in making the poster itself was mainly copy and paste and formatting. The actual presentation part was stressful but I ultimately enjoyed it in the end. I took this opportunity as an excuse to break out a blazer I have not worn in a long time and get a haircut to look my best. I spoke to a lot of lovely people about my project, but my biggest regret is not researching more in depth about the figures I pictured. I could speak for ages about the process of making the images, but my presentation was hindered on my lack of astronomy knowledge. However, regardless of such, I was still able to make good conversation with those interested and I even spoke to other students who were presenting about what their projects were. This event brought out confidence in me that I hadn't experienced in a while and I'm glad I went the extra mile to dress and play the part.

After the presentation, I commuted home to visit my parents and show them my new look and the poster. My mother, not exactly supportive of my majoring in film, was excited to see me passionate about something like astronomy. I think the ironic part is that the skills I've gained in cinematography, editing and composition throughout the years actually helped me make these pictures the best they could be. I've been properly inspired to consider taking on more photography in the future. So to conclude this blog (probably), I pose the question to myself of whether or not I will continue with astrophotography. It depends on circumstance and budget. I have a camera and a telescope I could potentially use but I need a way to mount the camera on the telescope. Also, if I were to continue, I would want to do it somewhere clearer than the skies I live with. When I was younger, I used to be able to point out constellations every night due to my Cub Scout knowledge, but now I almost never see a sky bright enough to see stars. When I drive at night, I sometimes pull over to take pictures of a bright full moon, so I think I’ll continue to dabble as time goes on.

#astronomy #presentation #physics #science #space #really really cool

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finniestoncrane · 1 year

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After some thoughts. Capullo Eddie gets caught with panties he stole in a compromising position but is fully into it. (free use with his partner) so he gets on his knees makes them beg for HIM (oh riddler please! Please what?) to eat them.. grows desperate and rutting himself into their leg until they eventually get to fuck. 💚💚💚 I miss that bratty man.

Caught Red Handed

Capullo!Riddler x GN!Reader, word count: 850 god this was so good and i'm glad you decided to share omg sorry i might have changed it up a teeny tiny bit to get the dynamics right for what i thought of instantly! ok so gender neutral terms for reader with a vagina and breasts folks and plenty of pathetic eddie in here! request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: pathetic men beyond this point, oral sex, piv, begging, masturbation, pervert eddie my beloved oops

“Shit…fuck!”

Eddie threw himself off the bed, hunched over, face red as he stuttered out vague and generic apologies, interspersed with his yelling that you should have knocked first.

But you hadn’t really expected to walk into your own bedroom, in your own apartment, to find Eddie not only masturbating in your bed, but his mouth open wide in a stupid grin, a pair of your panties wrapped around his fist, the fabric stroking along his shaft as he moaned at the touch.

“You broke into my apartment?”

He held his hands up, a sight to behold as he stood by your bed, shirt on but completely open, nothing on his lower half, dick still hard even after the shock and embarrassment of being caught, your underwear hanging from one of his hands.

“… Uh… Well, technically I have a key so… not breaking in.”

“I didn’t give you a key.”

“No, I copied it on my own.”

He flashed an uneasy smile, his usual ignorance and charm faltering, obviously well aware that he might have crossed a line with you. But you crossed your arms in front of you, a subconscious attempt to show him you were not warming to him. But his usual default of sleaze managed to break through his endeavour to appear apologetic.

“Ok, if you’re going to yell at me, maybe don’t do it with your tits pushed together.”

A smile crept over your lips, well aware of his predisposal to being sternly told off. He was no doubt already desperate, close to the edge of his orgasm that he was no doubt nearing when you interrupted him. Usually, he wouldn’t take a hint of criticism, a notion of being lectured for something he’d done wrong since he believed he was incapable of wrongdoings in the first place. But at peak arousal, he would beg you to tell him he was a bad boy, to call him filthy, dirty, naughty. And you enjoyed the opportunity to put him in his place just as much.

“Don’t speak to me like that.”

Eddie raised his eyebrows in surprise, lowering them as he realised he might not exactly be in trouble after all.

“I’m… sorry?”

“Not sorry enough, try apologising properly.”

He fell to his knees on the floor in front of you, ready to lower himself, to make the punishment feel all the more humiliating.

“I am so sorry.”

“Really?”

He stared up at you, hands clasped together, resting on your thighs, his eyes wide, hair falling in front of them as he nodded his head profusely.

“I am, I really am. I’ll do anything to make it up to you!”

“Anything?”

His smarmy grin spread over his face.

“Anything.”

Slowly, deftly, you undid your pants, pulling them down with your underwear and stepping out of them. As he placed his hands on either side of your hips, reaching up to hold you, you gripped his soft, red hair at the back of his head and forced him to you, instantly buckling at the touch of his tongue against you, pushing past your lips into your warm cunt, steadying yourself against his feverish movements.

As you dragged his head up and down your front, his tongue flat against your lips, you looked down at him, finding his sweet, green eyes staring right back at you, laughing through his wide open mouth in self-satisfaction and dragging himself closer to you, his torso against your leg, writhing against it desperately.

Yanking his head back, holding him in place while he stared at you, you pouted back with mock sympathy.

“Aw, poor Eddie. Are you desperate?”

He nodded, struggling against your grip. You tugged, pulling him up, his body following you as he struggled to stand, collapsing into you and forcing you against the wall as his mouth found yours, your neck, your shoulders, teeth and tongue over you.

Slick with his saliva and your arousal, you were easy enough for him to slide into as he held your hands against the wall with one of his, the other guiding his cock between your legs and into you, pulling a hiss from your mouth as he pushed into you and against you, the wall at your back stabilising you as he wildly thrust himself over and over.

“Such… a dirty boy… huh?”

You could just about get the words over your lips between your gasps, moans and the way your body was being thudded hard between two solid objects, but he appreciated it, groaning into your ear as he let his mouth hang open on your shoulder, his hair and sideburns tickling at your cheek.

True to form, he didn’t last much longer, a sharp, guttural screech and one final pump before he came inside of you, spilling out over himself and the floor as his roar turned to soft, mewling whimpers.

“I’m… sorry… really s-sorry…”

You stroked his hair, fingers teasing at the ends, stinging as you pulled them lightly.

“Just don’t let me catch you next time.”

#finnie writes #riddler #the riddler #riddler x reader #riddler x you #edward nygma #zero year riddler #zero year!riddler #capullo riddler #capullo!riddler #riddler smut

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echothefandomeater · 1 year

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Your writing is awesome! You should definitely do an angst Echo fic, if you have the time

Impossible Outcomes

Paring: Echo x GN!Reader Genre/Warning: General grief over losing someone, mentions of death, ugly sobbing Words: 518 Summary: Losing Echo to the explosion hurt you more than you could imagine but what would you do if you got to see him again? A/N: I'm sorry it has taken me a bit to get to this request but I have finally done it, sorry if this wasn't exactly what you were looking for since I had a vague idea of what to do angst wise but because my heart couldn't take it I had to do some kind of resolution and apologies for how short it is.

Your smile mirrored his own soft one, this was you and his moment, no one else's.

“Till death do us apart.”

It seemed like a cruel joke now. Everytime you thought of those words he had said to you in this very bedroom it broke your heart.

You would never see him again, never hear him talk about his day or how Fives and him were messing with Rex again, he wouldn’t come to your work just to see you after a mission and he wouldn’t show up with the perfect caf.

You would never get to tell him how much you loved him again, never get to cover his face in kisses as he laughed, gripping onto him refusing to let him leave the bed in the morning and never get to help him relax after a particularly hard day or mission.

What hurt the most was there was no funeral. No opportunity for you to say goodbye properly, not like the way your father got to say goodbye to your mother, because to the republic he was just another number.

Another designation.

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You felt like you were going to be sick.

Rex had called you and asked you to meet him in a discreet place in Coruscant. You had expected him to ask for a favour but not this.

There in the low light stood what looked like the husk of your lover. His hair was gone, he was slightly paler, had a scomplink for a hand and prosthetic legs but his face recognisable to you nonetheless. You shook your head and teared up.

“This isn’t funny Rex..” Rex approached you slowly and his face softened as he spoke, he spoke like you were a child who was ready to run and hide.

“I would never joke about this and you know it…”

You did know. You knew alongside you and Fives, that Rex took Echo’s death just as hard. All three of you became each other's support so it hurt even more when you both lost Fives and only had each other.

He stopped out of the way to let you see your lover again. The sight that greeted you broke your heart further than you thought was possible. He had tears of his own running down his face. You quickly rushed at him, you wrapped your arms around his neck tightly as if he would disappear if you let go of him.

You both cried together “I thought you were dead” you sobbed and met his eyes. You knew it was him by the way he looked at you, like you were the light of his life and your own eyes reflected his with the same love. “I know but I’m here now.. I promise”

You buried your head in his shoulder and just continued to cry with him. He rubbed your back with his real hand to try and comfort him but by the way he shook, you knew he wasn’t going to stop crying at any point. Not that you cared.

You were just glad to have him back in your arms.

#echo tbb #echo tcw #rex tcw #tbb echo x reader #echo x reader #echo x gn reader #star wars #the bad batch #the clone wars #echo writes #clone trooper echo #captain rex

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