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The Rite of Movement | part seven

“you flower, you feast”

A/N: okay, okay so this chapter took WAY longer than planned, but between my birthday traveling and work just being poop, I didn’t have any motivation. Well, the inspo hit, and it hit HARD 🤭 I’m so unbelievably happy with how this chapter turned out and I hope you all enjoy it! 💘

~word count: 5.0k~

Summary: what happens when Joel and Tommy Miller eat chicken wings in front of you, baby love? You start picturing yourself as that chicken wing, being split open, meat sucked clean from the bone—

Pairing | pornstar!joel x pornstar!female reader x pornstar!tommy

Warnings: smut, consent, fluff, relationship security, established relationship, fingering, oral (f! And m! receiving) face riding, bush love! , f!masturbation, sexual tension, cock dumb, pussy drunk vibes, teasing, filth, praise kink, daddy kink go brrrrp, threesome (Joel and Tommy do NOT touch. Please don’t be weird 😭) pussy pronouns, sharing is caring, Joel’s dom side comes out to play, Joel is in his 40’s reader is in her 30’s, reader, Joel and Tommy are pornstars, readers nickname is baby love, reader has no physical desertions such as skin tone, height etc. NSFW, +18 minors dni!

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Joel & baby love by @kenobiwanx

“Baby love, Tommy and I are gonna go run out and grab the food, okay? Probably gonna be 30 minutes tops.” Joel said from the kitchen where he was grabbing the keys to his truck.

“Sounds good!” You chirped from the living room, deep in an erotica novel that one of your followers had recommended to you. The main character was just about to get fucked into a new dimension by her boyfriend and his hot brother— “Artemis!” You giggled, scolding her softly when she jumped right onto the page you were reading and swatted playfully at the paper.

You heard Joel’s approaching footsteps alongside the couch when he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips and then one to the top of Artemis’s head as you looked up at him, “think we’re gonna stop and get a case of beer as well. I’ll text ya when we’re on the way back, ‘Kay?”

You reached your hand up, curling it around his jaw and pulled him in for another kiss.

“Christ. Y’all really need to get a room.” Tommy snickered from the entryway, broad arms crossed over his chest.

Joel grinned against your lips, kissing you one last time before he reluctantly pulled away. “Shut your trap, Tommy.” He said playfully and gave Artemis a quick pet behind her ears.

“Fuck off, you twathead.” Tommy quipped back.

Joel gave him the finger and tossed the keys in his direction, “jus’ for that, your ass is driving!”

“Yeah, yeah, sure.” He caught the keys, twirling the ring between his fingers, “be back in a jiffy, baby love!” Tommy singsonged.

You swore you heard Joel mutter under his breath, “hey, only I can call her baby love.”

You listened to the front door swing shut, and Joel and Tommy’s usual banter before Joel’s truck peeled down the driveway. You set the book down on the coffee table with the page you left off on dog eared and carefully picked up Artemis and placed her on the spot you were just sitting on with the blanket. Now that you had a bit of time to kill…what better way to spend it than getting yourself off.

Before Tommy had come over, you and Joel discussed the prospect of the three of you filming a threeway scene. Joel left everything up to you and how you wanted it to play out. You ultimately decided that you didn’t want to plan for it, and would rather have the moment be completely based on spontaneity. So, while you used one of your favorite vibrators, gifted by Joel of course, you picked one of your favorite MMF videos on the Miller-Co website to get off to. It was one of Joel and Tommy’s first videos that they filmed after leaving Brazzers. You immediately recognized the familiar couch in Joel’s garage while you settled back against the pillows of your shared bed, thighs spread, arousal and slick already pooling between your folds.

When 30 minutes came and went, Joel texted you saying that the food was taking longer than expected and that the restaurant was super busy. Usually you would respond almost immediately, but 10 minutes had gone by and you hadn’t responded to his message.

He couldn’t help the smirk that spread across his lips as he typed out, you there, baby love?

No response.

“I bet she’s playin’ with her pussy right now an’ that’s why she ain’t responding. Naughty girl.” Tommy tsked under his breath as he peeked over at Joel’s phone from the drivers seat.

“Mmm…that’s exactly what she’s doin’ right now. She was reading’ some erotica book right before we left. Didn’t get a look at the page, but m’sure it was juicy.” Joel responded, sinking further against the passenger seat.

“Fuck. We gonna play with her a bit when we get back?” Tommy tapped his knuckles along the steering wheel, glancing down at time on the dashboard.

“Oh, we will be. S’what my baby love wants. She’s thirstin’ for both of us, Tommy.”

“Goddamn. Is she really? This food better hurry the fuck up then. Gonna start gettin’ impatient jus’ thinkin’ about—hey!” He let out a surprised grunt when Joel had whacked him on the side of the head.

“Patience, you horndog.” Joel scolded him.

“Call her. See if she picks up. Wanna know if my theory was right.”

“What?”

“Y’heard me. Call ‘er up. See if she answers.” Tommy reiteratedeagerly.

“Fine, fine, but she ain’t gonna answer.” Joel knew you better than that and if you were on the brink of an orgasm, you sure as fuck weren’t going to answer your phone. He dialed your number anyway, and it rang three times before going to voicemail. “Told ya. She’s too busy playin’ with herself.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Tommy scoffed.

You were on the edge of having a mind numbing, toe curling orgasm when you heard the familiar roll of Joel’s truck tires in the driveway and as soon as your mindset switched, your orgasm was delayed and frustration began to settle deep into your bones as you cursed under your breath, clicking the button on the vibrator off and tossed it to the side of the bed with a huff.

“I was this fucking close.” You grumbled to yourself, taking a moment to catch your breath when you heard the front door open.

“Baby love, food’s here!” Joel’s voice traveled from downstairs and straight up to your pulsing core. “Where ya at, pretty girl?”

Did he know what you were just doing? He couldn’t have—right?

“Coming!” You responded back, your voice wavering when you thought about the possibility of him coming upstairs and catching you like this.

Joel and Tommy exchanged a knowing look as they set the bag of food down on the kitchen table. “Take your time, sweetheart! Ain’t no reason to rush!” Tommy said with a smirk tugging on his lips.

You threw on your flimsy tank top over your head and pulled your cotton shorts over your trembling thighs with your lower lip caught between your teeth. You checked your appearance in the mirror, looking a little disheveled with a noticeable sheen of sweat coating your neck and chest. You could feel the heat rise to your cheeks in tandem, as you grabbed your phone from the bedside.

Joel was waiting for you at the foot of the stairs and once you were at arm's length, his strong biceps wrapped around your waist and pulled you into his warm embrace. He kissed you sweetly, one hand dropping down to grab a handful of your ass in his palm. You nearly moaned into his mouth, managing to hold it back. When he pulled back from the kiss, his eyes flickered southwards, zoning in on the sheen of sweat glistening on your skin and the edges of his lips curved upwards. “Sorry for the delay, baby love. The wait was longer than we anticipated.” He rasped softly.

Between his calloused palm groping your ass, and his lingering stare, your stomach was doing somersaults, and your pussy was chanting: Yes, Joel! Right here. Take us right here. Right now. Against the staircase! C’mon, big boy.

“Baby, why are you looking at me like…you wanna eat me right now?” You whispered softly to him, letting your hand curve around his bicep.

“Like I wanna eat you right now?” He mused, “Baby love, I always wanna eat you up.” He chuckled and pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“Lemme watch f’you guys are gonna fuck against the staircase.” Tommy snickered from the kitchen table where he had already plated out his food and cracked open a beer, taking a swig from the bottle, his eyebrows raising in a mischievous manner.

You felt the heat rise to your cheeks from Tommy’s crude comment as images of Joel bending you over the railing and fucking you from behind while Tommy watched flooded your mind.

“Cat got your tongue, baby love?” Joel murmured, smirk still playing on his lips.

“No.” You shook your head, squeezing his bicep gently. “I’m just starving.”

You were a fool to think that your temptations would dissipate as you and Joel sat down at the kitchen table across from Tommy. If anything, they were heightened when you were forced to watch both brothers demolish their chicken wings, sucking the meat right off the bone effortlessly.

They’re doing this on purpose. They have to be, right?

The longer you watched the two brothers ravenously eating their chicken wings, the damper the fabric of your cotton shorts grew. The blooming wet patch was evident, and your mouth was parched when you watched Joel suck the meat from the chicken wing bone clean off again. He twisted and split the delicate wing bones right down the middle, hollowing his cheeks slightly as he sucked the meat clean from the bone, making an obscene slurping noise in the process. He paid no mind to the figurative daggers you were sending him when he used his thumb to wipe a stray dribble of sauce from the corner of his lips and sucked it right into his mouth. The way he devoured those wings immediately made you think of the way he would mold and press you open at his leisure, mouth and tongue sloppy on your cunt, eating you like you were quite literally his last meal on earth.

“Can you guys…stop eating like that?”

“Pardon?” Tommy looked directly across the table at you, plucking the meat clean from the bone, brow raised in amusement.

“Like…that.” You reiterated and subtly squeezed your thighs together beneath the table.

“Sorry, baby love. You’re gonna have to explain what you mean by that.” Joel chimed in alongside you, taking a swig of his beer.

Your nostrils flared and your knuckles clenched tightly around either side of your chair. They absolutely were toying with you on purpose, and you were just waiting for the chord to be pulled so tight, that it would inevitably snap from the pressure.

“You feelin’ alright over there, sweetheart? Can see the sweat drippin’ off ya from here.” Tommy commented with a sly grin. “Somethin’ wrong with the way Joel and I are eating our wings?”

Yeah, well, there’s more than just sweat dripping off of me,Tommy- is what you really wanted to say.

“Feeling just peachy, Tommy. Nothing wrong with the way you guys are eating your wings.” You lied through your teeth.

“Hmmm.” Joel hummed alongside you and his freehand creeped towards your thigh, fingers flexing and you could feel his phantom touch before he even made contact with your hot skin. “Sure you ain’t…feelin’ a little frustrated, baby love?”

Oh fuck. He knows. He knows

“Nope.” You popped the ‘p’ for emphasis, but neither Joel or Tommy were convinced at your attempted bluff.

“You sure about that, baby love? S’okay if you are.” He leaned in, hot breath fanning your face when you felt his fingers brush against the apex of your thighs, coaxing them open. “Were you touching yourself while we were gone, baby love? Hmm?”

Busted.

You felt the heat rise to your cheeks in tandem, and your thighs clench from his words. You didn’t want this little game to end so soon, you were determined to build up the anticipation even further. “No, baby.” You shook your head, “I wasn’t touching myself while you and Tommy were gone.”

Tommy’s interest in the conversation was immediately piqued when you were quick to deny Joel’s accusations, and he reminded you of a predator stalking its prey in the tall grass from the way he was looking at you.

“No?” Joel pouts, tsking under his breath as he continues his ministrations. “How wet do you think she is right now, Tommy? On a scale from 1-10.” He briefly looks across the table before you feel his eyes searing into the side of your head once more.

“10, easy. She’s practically squirmin’ in her seat right now, and you haven’t even started to touch her yet.” Tommy rasped with a chuckle, leaning back against the seat of the chair. “Bet she’s so wet that there’s a damp spot right through the fabric.” He mused.

“How do you feel about his answer, baby love? Think you’re that wet right now? Think I should…have a look for myself? What do ya think I’m gonna find beneath these ‘lil cotton shorts of yours, naughty girl?”

Fuuck.

Your eyes lingered on Joel’s face, and then over to Tommy as you harshly took your lower lip between your teeth, spreading your thighs further so he had easier access to feel the heat of your core through the thin, strained fabric. “I—I think that’s accurate, baby.” You let out a huff of air through your nose, heat steadily rising up your cheeks. “You know exactly what you’re gonna find under my shorts, Joel. How about we just…skip the theatrics, and you take them off so Tommy can get a good view of my wet little pussy?”

He chuckled, leaning over the short distance between your chair and his, nudging his nose against your jaw, nipping at your skin, a growl edging up his throat, “Yeah? That’s what you want me to do, sweet girl? You wanna show my brother jus’ how fuckin’ wet you are right now? He’d love that, baby love…” he trailed off, thinking of what he was going to say next, “can’t do that m’fraid.” His lips curved downwards in a plush pout.

“Why the hell not?” You whined, feeling your frustrations begin to bubble in the pit of your stomach.

“Gotta clean my hands first, baby love.” He snickered, fully planning on grabbing the nearest napkin to wipe the wings sauce from his fingers. Instead, you took matters into your own hands, er—mouth, and grabbed his hand, swiftly yanking it towards your mouth. He watched with hooded eyes when you wasted no time to suck his thick digits into your mouth, swirling your tongue around each one, licking them clean, eyes locked in an intense stare with him.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ.” Tommy let out a groan from where he was sitting, unable to tear his eyes away from your pretty lips working around Joel’s fingers. “I ain’t gonna fuckin’ survive this night.” He said out loud, fully intending to keep that thought to himself.

“Jus’ wait till you feel her mouth around your cock, brother. You’ll never be able to look at head the same way again after she—fuck.” He hissed between his teeth when he felt your teeth lightly drag across the underside of his fingers.

“Oh, I believe it, but m’gonna combust o’here if I don’t get a taste of her sweet fuckin’ pussy, I swear to god—”

“Yeah, and I’m going to kill both of you if someone doesn’t fucking start touching me in the next five seconds.” You mumbled around Joel’s fingers, slowly slipping them from your mouth and guided them between your thighs. “Please.” You added sweetly.

“You’re gonna sit there and tell me that you didn’t fuckin’ eat her out in your truck? Goddammit, Tommy. Who the hell raised ya, huh?” Joel tsked under his breath and with his fingers now freshly soaked in your saliva, he pressed them firmly against your covered clit. “Her pussy is the neediest lil’ thing, and you missed the fuck out.”

You pressed your hips directly against Joel’s fingers, desperate for more stimulation than he was already providing you, and even when his fingers began to slowly circle your clit in a figure eight motion, that still wasn’t enough.

“Well, I got the perfect opportunity to make it up to her, don’t I? Ain’t no time like the present!” Tommy chuckled, wiping his hands off on a napkin before he slowly sank to his knees under the table, crawling on all fours till he found himself right between your thighs, peering up at you through onyx black, thick curls that were momentarily obstructing his view. “Cus’ the way that I see it? There’s never not an ideal time to eat pussy.” He mused, shooting you a playful and suggestive wink while his big hands creeped up the expanse of your thighs and grasped the hem of your shorts.

Joel looked over at you expectantly, admiring your side profile and the way that your tongue darted out to lick your lips, pupils dilating, flickering down to Tommy’s smirking expression between your spread thighs.

“How’s that sound to you, baby love? Hmm? You want Tommy to eat your pretty little pussy out under the table? I think he wants it really, really, bad, baby.” He chuckled warmly against the shell of your ear, pausing the ministrations of his fingers just as a low whine escaped your throat at the loss of contact.

Instead of taking the route of verbally responding, you let your desire and frustration take the wheel front and center. You reached for the back of Tommy’s head, carding your fingers through his lustrous curls and yanked his face directly against your covered, pulsing cunt. Joel’s fingers moved in tandem, sliding up the curve of your body, his big veiny hand came to rest along the base of your throat, thick fingers splayed out around your neck like a necklace.

“Oh,” he cooed, “my baby wants it really, really, bad, huh?”

“Course I fucking do. The two of you have riled me up since the second you got back with the food.” You stated the obvious tension growing between the three of you.

Your eyes met his sultry gaze, narrowing into slits when he leaned in for a chaste kiss, lips brushing, fingers flexing against the thin, delicate skin of your throat. He licks into your mouth, stealing the very breath from your lungs just as Tommy greedily sucked on the damp patch of fabric, drawing the flat side of his tongue through it, groaning, hands pressing you open further, broad nose bumping against your covered clit.

“Yeah, she fuckin’ wants it. Been drippin’ this whole fuckin’ time.” Tommy mumbled between your thighs, his saliva and hot breath causing the wet patch through the fabric to bloom more. “Can I fuckin’ take these off of ya baby, please? Need to get a full look at her. Bet she’s so fuckin’ puffy n’sensitve right now.” He rasped, sucking inwards, nipping playfully at the fabric that obstructed him from seeing all of you.

Between Joel’s head spinning kisses, and his underlying possessive nature of what was his, you broke from the kiss momentarily. “Please fucking take them off, Tommy.” Words breathless, diving back into his eager awaiting mouth. You never got tired of the way that Joel Miller kissed you. It was like that of an art form, an erotic dance that would send even the most stoic faces feeling flustered just from the sight of the two of you.

His eyes peeled open briefly to steal a glance of your now bare pussy, to see your little hole pulse, drooling a trail of pearlescent slick along the wooden chair that sent both men’s cocks twitching, awakening like two feral street mutts that were just given a plated, rare steak on a silver platter; you being the steak.

“So fuckin’ pretty.” The Miller brothers murmured in unison as if they were in a trance from that pulsing spot between your thighs. You never felt more turned on in your life than in this moment under their adoration filled gazes.

Joel stole your attention once more kissing you with more ferocity when your freehand reached across the chair, palming his hardening cock through the confines of his loose shorts. His hips shifted against your palm, rolling in a languid movement in comparison to his lips on yours. He groaned freely into your mouth, wet hot breath gliding across your tastebuds, the girth of his cock growing heavier, and heavier.

Tommy spread you open further with his pointer and middle finger. He marveled at how wet you truly were, getting an up close look at just how puffy the soft lips of your pussy were getting. He wolf whistled, inhaling the scent of your arousal before he spat a thick glob of saliva right over your clit, rubbing it in with your growing slick. “Fuckin’ Christ. Wettest lil’ pussy i’ve ever fuckin’ seen.”

A strained moan escaped past your interlocked lips when Tommy began to lap between your folds, jaw slack, eyes shut in pure bliss at the tangy, yet sweet taste of you on his tongue. He groaned deeply against your mound, licking from the entrance of your weeping hole all the way up to your clit, swirling the tip of his tongue in a figure eight motion, nose buried against the soft patch of curls that Joel would often lightly pet and play with. Joel loved the fact that you made the personal choice to not shave your pubic hair. (He’d love you just the same if you did, of course)

Joel’s breaths came out as soft pants against your locked lips, his kisses became more desperate when the head of his cock drooled a bead of precum through the slit, staining a wet patch through the front of his shorts. He was fully hard beneath your touch, tenting against the fabric.

“Move your chair closer to me, baby.” You mumbled against his lips, teeth lightly nipping at his lower lip eliciting a low rasp from deep within his throat to emerge, sending a warm tingle straight down to your pulsing core.

And while Tommy was off in his own little pussy drunk world, switching from focusing the movements of his tongue against your clit, to dragging it southwards, curling it inside of your weeping little hole, lapping up your sweet nectar as if he was a bee on a freshly bloomed flower. Joel wordlessly scooted his chair closer to yours, lips breaking from the kiss momentarily and when he moved his head to kiss you once more, you leaned over the side of your chair completely, eagerly dropping your face down to his spread thighs. A layer of his natural musk seeped in through your nose as you dragged your nose against the outline of his cock, listening to the sound of his breath hitching in his throat when you pressed open mouthed, hungry, wet kisses against the strained fabric.

You moaned wantonly when two of Tommy’s thick fingers slowly pressed into your tight opening, gradually sinking deeper till your walls had sucked his fingers all the way down to his knuckles.

“Oh, fuck me.” You heard Tommy mutter with a mouthful of pussy, “So fuckin’ tight, it’s unbelievable.” He shallowly began to pump his fingers, curling them against that soft spongy spot deep inside of you that had your eyes rolling back into your skull. Your hips rolled into his face, feeling the scrape of his beard against your inner thighs. Your lips moved in a frantic motion, sucking, kissing Joel’s cock through the fabric. All it took was for your eyes to flicker upwards towards his face, pupils blown wide, lashes fluttering for him to give in.

“Jesus, baby.” Joel breathed out, nostrils flaring, the veins in his broad neck protruding through the skin, “ok, ok, I’ll take it out for you, my eager girl.” He hummed appreciatively, lips curving upwards into a boyish grin as he reached his hand down beneath the band of his shorts, grasping the base of his cock in his fist and finally freed himself from the confines. His cock sprang up against his stomach, and you wasted no time to drag your tongue from the base all the way up the soft, velvety skin of his girth till you reached the crown of his cock and enveloped the engorged, mushroom head around your lips, swirling your tongue across his slit to collect the bead of precum, swallowing down the taste of him greedily.

He let out a soft grunt, head tilting back slowly, lower lip caught between his teeth as he relaxed further into the chair. He kept one hand firmly grasped around the base of his cock, holding himself steady just for you. While his other hand rested against the crown of your head, gently petting your hair while a tumble of praises slipped past his lips, “Fuuck, baby love. That feels s’good.” He rasped.

You preened at your man’s praise, focusing all of your attention on the head of his cock, placing your hand on top of his, slowly guiding his fist to pump and twist around the girth of him. And when you felt that coil deep within your tummy being pulled tight, and glowing red hot due to Tommy’s ministrations, you eased your mouth off of Joel, little mewls and pants slipping past your lips as you briefly looked over to see Tommy slowly begin to press a third finger alongside the two that were deliciously working inside of you. “Fuck,” you moaned, focusing your attention back on Joel, and lovingly slapped your tongue with the head of his cock, and then your cheek, gazing up at him with those big eyes of yours, entrancing him further.

Joel loved when you gave him the sloppiest head imaginable, when your drool would run down your chin and neck, mouth and throat stuffed with his cock, pretty tears springing along your waterline because he was so fucking thick. But the sight before him now could have easily sent him to an early grave. He watched you lovingly slap your cheek with the head of his cock, blissed out, smiling from ear to ear, and he wished he had his phone right now just so he could take a picture and show you how pretty you looked like this.

“You gonna come all over his fuckin’ fingers, baby love? Get ‘em all nice and creamy? Your pussy sounds so so pretty. Gettin’ her nice and ready for our cocks, hmm?” He cooed, voice dropping down an octave as his eyes flitted downwards between your thighs, listening to the delicious squelch of Tommy’s fingers fucking you open.

“Fuck yeah she is.” Tommy chimed in, pulling his face back, his chin and beard coated in your slick. He watched the way your pussy continued to hug and drag his fingers in further with each shallow thrust. “Pretty lil’ slutty pussy fuckin’ loves havin’ three fingers shoved inside of her. Ain’t that right, babygirl? God, you should see how fuckin’ pretty n’ puffy she is right now.” He rasped, pussy drunk, cock heavy between his thighs and harder than a slab of concrete. “Let’s see how soaked you can get my fingers sugar, and then you’re gonna watch, mouth stuffed with my brothers cock while I fuckin’ suck them clean.”

“Shit.” You whimpered, rubbing Joel’s heavy cock all over your face, leaving sloppy kisses here and there, “yeah, I fucking love it so much, daddy. Feels so good! I’m so close—I’m gonna come all over your fingers, daddy.”

“Yeah you are, babygirl. You’re gonna cream all over them like the good, slutty lil’ girl that daddy knows you are.” Tommy preened, pumping his fingers faster, the muscles in his forearm flexing from the movement, lips sloppily attaching to your stimulated clit, sucking on the little bud harshly.

Joel himself wasn’t usually turned on by the prospect of being called daddy, but hearing you freely moan and come undone around his brother's fingers, and call him daddy? Well, it did something to your man and he let you know immediately how he was feeling by firmly tapping the wet head of his cock against your cheek to refocus your attention on him. “Eyes up here, pretty girl. Eyes on me. Your daddy.” He sternly rasped, lips curved in a grin, brows furrowed intently.

All time seemed to cease when Joel fucking Miller referred to himself as your daddy. Your pretty, slicked covered, glistening lips parted in shock, pupils blown wide, pussy clenching down like a vice around Tommy’s fingers. You met Joel’s stern gaze, watching the way his brow slowly arched, head mockingly tilted to the side, “Yes, daddy.” You whimpered, “I—I won’t forget.”

“Thas’ right, baby love. Keep lookin’ at your daddy with those pretty eyes. Keep ‘em on me, not him. Me.” There was an underlying possessive tone to his words and the weight they held on you. But god, you had never felt more proud of him testing out these new uncharted waters with you, playing into your kinks. You mouthed, “I love you, daddy.” Before slipping his cock right back down your throat, taking as much of him as you could till you were gagging around him, tears welling from the thick girth of his cock stretching your throat open, and your orgasm crashing through you like a freight train.

“That’s it, babygirl!” Tommy preened excitedly when your sweet pussy squeezed around his fingers, coating them in your pearlescent release. “Good fuckin’ girl. You got anymore f’me? C’mon, gimme a lil’ more of your sugar, babygirl.” His mouth made an obscene slurping sound through your folds, shaking his head back and forth while you leaked out along his fingers and down his palm. He slipped his fingers out slowly, your fucked out little hole pushing out what was left of your orgasm to which he greedily lapped it up, moaning at the taste of you.

Joel softly praised you, stroking your cheekbone with his thumb, murmuring how much he loved you, gazing at you lovingly and in tandem his brain was screaming: ring, ring, ring. I need a fucking ring!

“Makin’ your daddy so proud, baby love. Did so good f’him.” He cooed, and his big palm rested around your face, slowly easing his cock from your throat and guiding you up towards his face. He kissed you sweetly, licking into your mouth, tasting himself on your tongue, cradling your face so delicately, so tenderly, you couldn’t help but moan through the kiss.

Tommy sat back along his haunches, fingers stuffed down his mouth, licking them clean not wanting any of your sweet cream to be wasted. His own cock was leaking through his shorts, desperate for any kind of touch or stimulation.

Your words fell breathlessly against Joel’s lips, fingers tangling and tugging through his soft curls, “I think your brother might have you beat, daddy.” You said half jokingly, half serious.

Joel and Tommy Miller were competitive men by nature, and whether you had meant to or not, you had just unleashed the feral, competitive beasts within them without even realizing it.

Well, as they all say,

good luck, baby love. You and your pussy are gonna need it!

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boku-no-imagine-acadamia · 1 year

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hello starlight! hope you're doing well 💙

can I please get some hcs about main 4 with s/o who draws sketches of them constantly but she is quite embarrassed about it?

wait no why is this actually me with my bf thats crazy

Main 4 with an artist s/o

Stan

He loves watching you draw

so much

like something about it is just so relaxing

the pencil scratching on paper and the occasional erasing

so when you let him flip through your sketchbook one day and he found a page full of him, well

you had to clean some vomit off the floor

he was so flattered that you wanted to use your skills to draw him

Kyle

Kyle is so proud to have such a talented s/o

he has no idea how he pulled you

any opportunity he gets to show people your art, or even tell them you draw, he takes

much to your chagrin of course

but he cant help it, he just loves your art so much

one day you were sat next to him on the couch, drawing him as he played video games

when he looked over, he saw himself on the page

he immediately paused the game, "is that me?"

you slammed the sketchbook shut as he reassured you that he was not mad, and that he loved that you were drawing him

Cartman

Cartman is indifferent to your art most of the time

he thinks your time has better uses, like hanging out with him

or making him food

or giving him your undivided attention

one day you were sat at his kitchen table, drawing while he ate

you were so focused that you didnt notice him get up from his chair until he was snatching your sketchbook away.

"lets see whats more important than talking to me..." he trailed off as he saw a drawing of him eating etched into the page

he scoffed, handing it back to you a bit gentler than normal, "at least youre doing something useful with your talents"

Kenny

kenny... appreciates your artistic talents?

he asks you to draw naked people.

all the time.

one time he saw some nude portraits that you had done as anatomy studies, and he was never the same

one time while he was at your house, you went to use the bathroom, and while you were gone he snooped your desk

while he was looking for underwear, what he found instead a drawer full of drawings of him. he took them out and looked through them carefully.

suddenly, the bathroom door opened as he jumped

you looked at him, then the papers in his hands, and then back to him as your face became hot

"you know," he said, smirking, "my bulge isnt nearly big enough in any of these"

hope you enjoyed!

asks are open

#south park x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #eric cartman x reader #south park #eric cartman #stan marsh #kyle brovlofski #kyle broflovski #kenny mccormick

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A while back I had a chance to play Cyberpunk Red, which is the 4th edition of Cyberpunk by Mike Pondsmith.

Red is also the successor to Cyberpunk 2020 which was the inspiration for the notorious Cyberpunk 2077 - haven't played, don't intend to, not the subject of my discussion here!

So how did it go?

Cyberpunk Red is a lot of crunch though plays really easy once you get past the initial learning curve of the rules.

But there are a lot of rules.

I find my go to when learning a new game is to find a video of someone trying to give a briefer on the game system and then go to the book to cement those ideas myself.

I found this video pretty helpful when researching character creation. XPLoveCat does a whole series guiding through the creation process. If you like to listen to someone explain things (it's a big help for me) this might be a great place for you to start too!

Once you pick your lifepath, if you're going with the beginner one (i don't remember what it's called it's been nearly a year sorry!) the creation process is pretty smooth, it's just following some steps. There's a medium and veteran version of the life paths that add more complexity to your character creation process and I feel like since our group was a bunch of RPG vets we could have handled that, but it does speed things up to go with the quicker start for a one shot.

Meanwhile Red is like "You have 60 skills and one of them is fashion and one of them is looking good."

Whenever I'm starting a new game I also like to have a character sheet handy so I can piece everything together. And once you get Red's character sheet in front of you, it really begins to feel like a game from the 90's with a modern coat of paint.

The character sheet in question. 3 pages!

There's a lot of fun to be had in older systems! But newer systems have opted to streamline things like skills and stats and stuff nowadays. I remember being glad that 4th edition D&D cut skills by more than half by just folding a lot of similar ones together, something that would continue into 5th edition as well. There were some casualties along the way though (rip use magic device, and all the extra knowledge skills!) and typically the stuff that got cut was stuff that would facilitate like... You know.... Playing a character? Not just murderhoboing your way across the country.

Pictured below, everything that is "Cool" in the year 2045 (taken from a custom character sheet)

Creating a character is an interesting process because it follows this lifepath system. So you choose one of several paths and the game streamlines the creation process by directing you which page to go to next in an almost "choose your own adventure" sort of layout. This is very helpful, but while it's easy to go forward, it's not so easy to go back. If you went to the wrong page or just didn't like what you read and want to try something else, you'll be searching for where you made that wrong turn. A lot of ttrpg books can be like this so this isn't exactly a new problem, but the way the book is laid out it really does need you to follow this path to new pages instead of discovering the information yourself by reading on. I guess just write down the page numbers of places you want to go back to before flipping forward.

Initially finding things on the sheet is tough because if you're told to make a "Tracking" check, you might not immediately assume that's an Int skill. Since the skills are grouped by attribute, you'll have to go through the process of figuring out what skill belongs to which group. I don't think this is a bad thing, because the alternative would be an alphabetical list of 60+ skills, which might make it harder to figure out their associated stat, or would just make the sheet more bloaty with repeated stats beside each and every skill. All games have an adjustment period to them and this is a pretty minor one. I remember this being a sticking point for our group after playing it originally but having some time to think on it I think there's a valid argument to be made either way. Someone in our group even mentioned this was one custom character sheet away from not being an issue and I agree. And apparently others do too because there's a lot of them out there! Many of which sort the skills differently and many also try to condense the 3 page sheet to 2. I know there's a lot of wasted real estate on the third page but it's pretty cool!

There are also apparently free quick start rules that come with premade characters and everything! Free is free and you can check that out on drive thru RPG! It's called easy mode but my understanding is this includes the core rules too. This would probably be the best choice for a one shot game to test the water but we just weren't aware of them at the time.

But a major part of creation is your role. This is the part I might be the most critical of. While they give you a lot of skills and everyone has access to the same skills, each role has basically one major ability that only they can do. The med tech can use medicines to help the groups, the netrunner can take more actions while in a netrun. That kind of thing. But that's pretty much it. Improving your role may allow you to use your role abilities better or more frequently, but there's not a lot in the way of new abilities.

And also the divisions between the roles feel pretty arbitrary. Like the med tech is the only one who can use a bunch of medicines. But why? Everyone has access to the first aid skill, which is something the med tech is also proficient in. What's stopping someone from taking one of their medicines and using it?

I think having well defined roles for each player is very important! And the roles do provide this, but I don't feel like they go far enough. We did only play one session though so perhaps this is something that would be more evident over time.

I played a Netrunner (a hacker) which ends up also having to play a little minigame separate from the rest of the action. I knew what I was getting into but wanted to try it out to see how the game handles it. In previous games that I've played a hacker, it bogged down the game by either having an entire session play out for the hacker while everyone else waits, or does nothing while everyone else is in the middle of the action because they have to stay with their big cool hacker rig. Red deals with this in a really great way - your rig is a headset that has wifi. And if you want to hack a secure system, you need to be hardwired into that system. This means the Netrunner has to be on site and still has an opportunity to join the action. Or may even be forced to do both at once.

As far as the actual hacking game goes, I really like the implementation of hacking a cyber infrastructure. You bring programs that all serve different functions, such as attacks or other actions and then you have to fight your way up the digitial infrastructure, with each level offering more rewards, but higher threats. The programs all have a fantasy aesthetic and the architecture functions kind of like a dungeon in Netspace. You can take multiple netspace actions, but you're still able to act in meatspace as well during this time. Sometimes you'll have to balance your actions in and out of netspace.

The biggest problem I had with the Netrunner goes back to my problem with roles. There's a Tech stat and several Tech skills so what kind of check do you make? Why, you add your role to your roll! The Netrunner uses their role, which starts at +4. Compared to their Tech skills which are floating around a +10 or so. Now the DVs for these checks are all lower to compensate for this but... Why do we gotta do it this way?

There could easily be a skill that could have covered this and the DVs could have been comparable to everything else in the game. You might think, well if other characters were allowed to hack, they could prove to be just as effective as the Netrunner so it has to be a balance issue right? Well the Netrunner role allows them to take 3 actions a round in Netspace which would make them much more efficient than someone without the role. But also having the role is what grants the interface feature, which is required to take NET actions at all! But even though the Netrunner is obviously the best choice for the task, what's stopping someone else with a rig from attempting the same thing and just being less efficient at it.

The way I guess this is addressed, is that you can take on other roles potentially? You have 4 in your starting role, so I believe you'd start with 1 in a new role. But with a +4 in my Netrunner role I found that I struggled a lot, so I can't even imagine floundering around with just a +1. You'd be at the whims of the dice.

Despite that though, I appreciate the game does allow this sort of multi-classing. Especially since many of the roles seem to be very gear based, so it feels silly to not allow any crossover.

In the end, the hacking did feel balanced, which is important. But it didn't feel awesome, which i guess is what it came down to for me. But I also failed a lot of those checks Netrunner checks, which brings me to my last major gripe.

Rolling a single d10 for checks is fine, but if you critically fail on a 1, which is 10% of the time, that is lame. I don't mind using a d10 for checks but without some kind of way to mitigate 1's it makes things brutal, not in a fun or challenging way. I feel like if I was going to play again, I would need the crit fails to just be gone altogether.

Overall, I did enjoy Cyberpunk Red! I think it's a bit hard to dig into for a oneshot, but we managed just fine. If you really wanted to get a feel for it though, I'd recommend you play a 3-5 session arc. This game is definitely worth your time!

I'm also curious about going back to previous iterations to see how it's changed over time.

So, fun fact time, Cyberpunk Red was published in 2020, 30 years after Cyberpunk 2020 was originally published which is goes hand in hand with every scifi media that has predicted a date in the "far future" that we have now reached (and passed!).

See you in 2045 for the 5th edition of Cyberpunk I suppose!

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Aaahhhh I really thought she was pregnant! Will she get pregnant? What will be the name(s) of their baby or babies? Can you make a drabble of that please? 🥹

Pregnancy!!

Here we go!

a/n: if you want to know about Lyanna and Julia go read @elisysd story Cruel Summer!!!

They got married in August of 2026.

But they started thinking about it way before the wedding.

It was Lyanna's fault

Lyanna and Lily met during a week race

Lily is a big fan of her, and when they met they immediately clicked, just like she did with other partners of the drivers

She saw other driver's having kids. Checo was again a father and she met Carola a few times

But it never caused her the need of having kids

It was only when Lyanna, one of her best friends, announced it to her on Christmas

Lily knew about her health situation, about the risks

And it made her be more implicated to help her friend

She saw how she grew, she felt the baby's kicks a few times

And it only made her dream about her on the same situation

"Don't you think Lyanna looks stunning?" Lily asked suddenly Lando, sitting on their couch

"Yeah" Lando chuckled.

"Would I look stunning too?"

Lando looked at her, stopping the episode of the serie they were watching, and smiled

"Are we really going to have this talk?" Lando asked smiling, holding her hand softly and playing with the engagement ring

"I think so, yeah" she smiled. "But I don't feel ready now, Lando"

"It's okay, neither do I" he chuckled. "We are both 24. Even if we got engaged it doesn't mean we have to do it now"

"Exactly" she smiled, happy to know that they were on the same page. "I want to get married first"

"Yeah" he nodded, hugging her on his chest. "But that doesn't mean we can't practice"

"Idiot!" she laughed, hitting softly his arm

When she was a teen she was afraid of being pregnant. Of the pain it will cause the birth

But now, as an adult, it felt natural. She felt like her own body was asking her for it

Lyanna had her problems, but she looked stunning and in love with her baby everytime she touched her belly

When Charles and Lyanna made their baby shower, Lily made a bet with Lando

He thought it was a boy and Lily thought it was a girl

And Lily won

Lily discovered that Lyanna was close to her due date because Charles didn't attend to the Canadian GP

And then she got a video call on Saturday

Lyanna was holding her baby

"Oh my God" Lily gasped, looking at the newborn

"Say hi to Julia" Lyanna whispered tired

"Oh god, Lya" Lily said with little tears in her eyes. "She's so beautiful… congratulations. I just can't believe I'm an auntie!"

When Lando and her landed in Monaco after the race, she needed to gift the baby something

So she immediately went to their apartment there and decided to paint the baby's name on a canvas, so the new parents could hang it on her room

"Hi!" Lando and Lily walked inside the hospital room where Lyanna and Julia were staying

"Thank you for coming, guys" Charles smiled, getting up from the chair and hugging them

Lily walked towards Lyanna and hugged her

"I have something for the baby" she whispered, showing her the bag with the painting in it

"Oh God, Lily" Lyanna exclaimed excitedly, looking at the name of her daughter on a canvas decorated with flowers and butterflies, something that will always look good in a baby room. "Do you want to hold her?"

Lily looked at the baby and smiled, walking towards the bed and picking her up slowly

In that moment, she fell in love with Julia Leclerc

And Lando fell even more in love with Lily, watching her hold a baby so naturally that he pictured her girlfriend holding their own baby

Lily loved Julia, and she felt that Julia loved her too

But this little baby gave Lily a massive baby fever

To the point of while Lando and her were planning their wedding, she went to talk to her doctor secretly and she stopped taking birth control

They started trying after their wedding

During their honeymoon, after coming back

But at the moment, the tests were negative

"It's okay" Lando whispered, hugging her close to him. "It won't always work at the first try, love"

"But I felt it worked…"

"We can keep trying"

And they did

They went to the doctor to see when they can do it, they tracked her fertility cycle and planned when to do it

They let it flow naturally, having sex and not thinking about making a baby

They didn't want to be intimate only for that, they didn't want to make it feel like they are desperate

It was at the end of April of 2027 when she started to feel weird

Her breasts were more sensitive

And she couldn't cook her favorite meal without having nausea

Lando just left for a double header, and she decided to do the test with Pietra and Max next to her

"I'm so nervous" Lily mumbled. "What if it's negative?"

"You can keep trying" Pietra smiled. "Come on don't get your hopes down because of another negative test"

"That's the problem… it would another negative one"

Max smiled and got up, going to the bathroom and grab the stick

"Oh shit" he gasped

"What? What?!" Lily frowned

"I'm an uncle!" he exclaimed hugging her, making Lily and Pietra gasp

"I'm pregnant?" she gasped.

"Hello baby Norris!" Pietra giggled hugging her best friend

The next day she went to the doctor to make sure she was indeed pregnant

"Congratulations, you are 8 weeks pregnant" the doctor said smiling, giving her the ultrasound

A baby. They are having a baby and it's real

When she arrived at her house, she couldn't believe it.

Immediately she called Lyanna. She needs someone that knows about the subject to help her

"Lya" she smiled.

"Hey, you called late. Julia is sleeping her nap" the woman smiled

"Then when she wakes up, tell her that she will have a friend in a few months" Lily smiled.

"What?" She gasped. "For real? Are you pregnant?"

"Yeah!" Lily giggled. "I'm 8 weeks pregnant"

"Oh my God! Does Landon know?"

"No… how should I tell him?" Lily sighed

"Definitely with a gift. Give it to him once he arrives home. God, I'm so so happy for you Lily. If you need anything ask me, okay? I'll be by your side like you were by my side all the time"

"It means a lot, Lya… thank you"

She went to buy things. She felt like she needed to buy things

When Lando arrived from the race, with a trophy on his arms, she smiled

"I'm so proud of you" she smiled, doing their ritual to welcome the new trophy

She was wearing a tight dress that let the small baby bump be visible under a hoodie

"Love, can you go grab my favorite blanket? It's on the bedroom" she said, sitting on the couch and looking at her husband

"Of course" he smiled

She giggled and grabbed her phone, taking off the hoodie and following him in silence

"What is this?" Lando mumbled surprised, watching what was on top of the blanket

"Lily?" he frowned, turning around and looking at her. "Are you for real?"

"I am" she smiled, placing her hand on her belly. "Now I'm ten weeks pregnant. I discovered the day after you left"

"Oh god…" he gasped, kneeling in front of the baby bump. "Hi baby… I'm daddy"

"We did it, Lando" she smiled looking down at her husband.

"We did it"

She didn't have morning sickness, and she felt so grateful for that

But as her belly started to grow, she started to get more scared

What if Lando has an accident? She can't raise a baby alone. What if something happens to them? What if she loses the baby?

But every time she heard her husband talk to her belly, all her fears disappeared

The date of the baby shower arrived

They invited all their friends

But the most important part of it was the bet

"Okay. I think it's a girl" Lily smiled looking at her husband

"And I think it's a boy" he chuckled.

"If it's a girl… you'll adopt a dog" Lily smiled

"And if it's a boy you will go to a hot lap with me after the baby is born"

"Deal" she chuckled

Their friends and family started arriving to their house, leaving presents for the baby and Lily, all of them dressed in blue or pink

"Lily!" she heard, making her gasp when she saw Julia running towards her.

"Oh my!" she gasped, picking up the little girl of two years. "My favorite girl in the world"

The little girl giggled and looked at her, hugging her neck.

"Are you excited? Do you think it's a girl or a boy?" Lily smiled kissing the cheek of the baby Leclerc

"Girl!" she chuckled

"Of course it's a girl" she smiled

Lando walked towards them and smiled.

They did it the most simple way, grabbing a balloon and exploding it with a pin, making pink dust float around them.

"A girl!" everyone exclaimed, jumping and hugging them

"I think we have a plan for tomorrow" Lily smirked, kissing her husband

They indeed had a plan

The next day, they spent all morning searching for names for their baby. And for the puppy they will adopt soon.

But none of the names for their daughter was good enough

Internet wasn't thinking like them, they couldn't find a name for their baby

So, at the moment, they called her Butterfly

They went to some shelters for some days, searching for their perfect puppy

She wanted a golden retriever, because she knew that breed is friendly with babies

"Are you sure? My brother's dog doesn't like me and he's of the same breed…" Lando sighed

"Come on, our puppy will love you" he smiled, kissing him. "And I know you'll love him. Just think that you can take him to the races! And to be honest, you have golden retriever energy"

Lando laughed, kissing her softly

"We'll adopt the puppy when we get used to the baby, yeah?" he smiled. "We're not ready to take care of two babies, only one"

The final months came

As the final races of the season

Lily couldn't go to support her husband and it made her sad sometimes

That's why her friends went to her house and spend time with her

Lyanna had a break from recording and sometimes she stayed with her, Julia coming along too

"Do you have a name already?" Lyanna asked her, smiling softly

"No… it's harder than I thought" Lily sighed, rubbing her eight months belly.

"I'm sure it will come once you see her" she reassured her. "It happened to us too. We couldn't find the right name for Julia"

"But you named her after Jules" she sighed.

"Yeah" she chuckled softly

Julia was laying on the floor, coloring on the draws Lily made for her.

It was a coloring book of illustrations of the Greek mythology, because she discovered that the little Leclerc loves to hear her auntie talk about it

"Dane!" Julia exclaimed, painting the drawing of the sculpture of Apollo and Daphne. "Dane and Polo!"

"Daphne and Apollo, baby" Lyanna corrected her daughter.

Then she knew

"Lyanna!" Lily gasped making her friend look surprised at her

"What? What? Are you in labor?! Now?!" she gasped

"No!" she laughed. "Daphne! It's perfect!"

"Dane!" Julia exclaimed happy

When her husband came from the last race if the season, she felt relieved

She knows any time soon the baby will come, and she feels so happy that Lando won't miss it

"You have the hospital bag ready, right?" Lando asked rubbing the belly of her wife, applying the cream on it

"Yeah" she smiled. "Oh, and I found a name for her. And it fits her"

"Really?" he smiled, kissing her felly after he felt a kick on his hand. "What is it?"

"Daphne" she smiled. "Daphne Helen Norris"

"Daphne Helen Norris" he repeated. "Helen?"

"For Helen of Troy" she smiled holding his hand. "She was considered the most beautiful woman in the world"

"Oh yeah, she will be the most beautiful woman in the world" he smiled. "Just like you. My two beautiful treasures"

The last weeks of pregnancy they stayed at home, getting everything ready for the arrival of their daughter

Lando built a small crib so the baby could stay in their room the first months.

And she made sure everything was in order, as well as making a list of all the things she will need later

1st of December, afternoon

Lily was so tired

The baby seemed to be comfortable of her belly, being already 40 weeks pregnant

Lando was doing a stream on his office, just relaxing and talking about his life as a soon to be father and how his season went

Lily walked inside the streaming room, bored

"Hello guys" she smiled, waving at the camera and holding her heavy belly

"Oh wait, you want the yoga ball?" Lando asked, taking off the headphones and getting up

She smiled at her husband, watching how he ran to get the ball and placing it behind her, helping her sit

They talked with the chat, while she bounced on the ball

Until it happened

"Lando" she called him, holding her belly and then his wrist

"What?" he frowned

"Eh… end the stream" she mumbled, feeling how legs were getting wet.

"What?" he frowned, then looked at her

"My water just broke"

He jumped from the chair, ignoring the chat and running out of the streaming room leaving his wife there, on the yoga ball

"Eh…" she smiled looking at the stream and how the chat was going crazy. "How will I tell him that the baby won't be born now and that we have time?"

She sighed, moving her legs and rolling the ball towards the desk and smiled

"See you, chat" she smiled. "Next time you'll know about us will be with a mini Norris in my arms"

Lando put all the things on the Audi Q8, the baby chair already on the backseats

"Baby, we have time, yeah?" Lily said, walking downstairs slowly

"Are you sure? She's not coming now, like now?" he asked opening the door for her

"I'm having…" she groaned, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. "Contractions, that's all"

"Okay, okay… come on, get in" he said, helping her

They went to the hospital after calling her doctor, making sure everything is ready for her arrival

When they arrived, they immediately took her to the room, settling down

"Are you sure you want it natural?" Lando asked worried

"I… I think so" she sighed. "I want to experience it, at least once. But I'm so scared"

"I'm here babe" he whispered. "I'll be here all the time

It was a long labor

She had to wait until she was fully dilated so she could push

Then some cries started to invade the room

"Congratulations, it's a healthy girl" the doctor smiled, placing their daughter of her chest after cleaning her a little

"Hello my love" Lily cried, holding her daughter. "Hello Daphne"

"She's definitely the most beautiful girl in the entire world world" Lando smiled, breathless

Daphne Helen Norris was born at 1am of the 2nd of December if 2027

The next day, all their friends came to welcome the new baby of the group, coming with presents for her and flowers for the new mother

"She's so beautiful" Lyanna smiled while holding the baby while Julia was sitting on the bed next to Lily.

"Can I ask you something?" Lily asked, looking at Lado and holding her hand. "We wanted you and Charles to be the godparents"

"What? Really?" they gasped.

"What about Max and Pietra?" Charles frowned looking at Kandi

"They will be the cool uncle and aunt" Lando laughed. "Pietra gave us the idea. You two, Lyanna the most, were the ones that helped us. Giving us your books and making sure everything was going fine. It meant a lot for us"

"It would be a pleasure" Lyanna smiled, kissing softly the head of baby Daphne.

"Do you want to hold my baby, Julia?" Lily smiled, looking at her.

Julia smiled, sitting straight and waiting for the baby looking at her with big eyes

"Dane?" she smiled. "Dane!" she giggled, kissing her forehead softly when she heard the baby in her arms mumble.

Lando smiled, getting up of the chair and kissing his wife's lips softly

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landonorris Everyone! Meet Daphne Helen Norris, the most beautiful baby in the world

Thank you my love, for giving me the best gift ever (even if it was late for my birthday and a little early for yours)

I love you so much, both of you

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f1 congratulations for the new parents!!

charles_leclerc my goddaughter is the second most beautiful baby ever! Sorry, Julia always comes first!

user2 Charles is the godfather?????

francisca.cgomes I can't wait to squish her cheeks omg

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lilynorris I can't believe you are finally here, my love. I had you with me all this time being part of me and I loved you every minute more.

You are a dream come true, I love you and I promise to take care of you every second of your life

Thank you Lando, for being my my side all the time and helping me make this wonderful miracle

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landonorris for when the next?

lilynorris you mean the puppy? I already called the shelter while you were sleeping. A bet is a bet and I won it

carlossaiz55 I'm on my way, I have the cutest Ferrari onesie for her

lilynorris don't you dare to put that onesie on my baby

landonorris Daphne is and always will be a McLaren girl, get that out of my house

lyannamichelleoff congrats to you both! You'll be the best parents ever❤️

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fandomgirlz01 · 10 months

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Anesthesia Brain Fog

Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw x Reader

Prompt?: No

Request?: No

Requested prompt?: No

Ko-fi

Masterlist

Warnings here

You can listen to the story be read out loud here.{Coming Soon}

Post Date: July 3rd 2023

Post Time: 10:48 pm

Edited: Yes

Word count: 5,195

Summary: When the reader goes under anesthesia for a surgery, Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw sweetly takes care of his wife.

Author's Note: This Fic is based off of this video:

I {Faith} saw this on Tiktok and immediately thought of our sweet sweet Rooster and I {Faith} came up with the following Fic. I {Faith} decided that we don't give enough just fluff on this page so here you guys go a straight up fluffy piece. Plus I {Faith} believe that to this day this is my best work yet, you guys can really tell how far I've come in my writing if you guys follow my Wattpad and I am super proud of this one. With that being said I hope you guys enjoy this work of mine and I hope I did both brads and Maverick justice though my writing. I hope you guys see how much I put into making this absolutely just Brad.

Bradley’s Pov:

“She’ll be fine, Bradley. They said they do this surgery all the time,” Maverick notes, trying to comfort me. I raise my head to look at him.

“I know, I just miss her is all. This is the first time in a long time we’ve been apart this long,” I reply as my leg bounces from anticipation about my wife.

“You look more worried than anything, but I get it. You guys are always together. Hell, you guys are even together in the air,” he comments with a chuckle and I sigh, rubbing my hand over my face.

“Ok. Maybe I’m a little worried, Mav, but wouldn’t you be worried too if Penny had to have aortic valve surgery?” I question him in a slightly biting tone and he shrugs before nodding.

“I’d be worried with any form of surgery on Penny,” he sympathizes with me and I throw a hand up to point at him.

“See. So it’s only natural I'm worried,” I justify with a shrug before looking back down as I play with the ring that sits on my finger, twisting it around.

I sigh as I sit back in my chair, waiting for y/n to come out of her surgery. When she’d started having chest pains a few weeks back, I immediately took her to the doctor and they found that her blood pressure was a little low. They looked at the problem further to learn that her aortic valve had been narrowing, making it hard for her heart to pump any blood to the rest of her body.

The doctor immediately had her start the preparation for the surgery, which I of course helped her though. Today was the day we both highly anticipated for the last three weeks: the surgery. Her numbers kept bouncing back and forth, making the three weeks of waiting unbearable, until finally she was in the right range of numbers they wanted. Now it had only been three and a half hours since they finally took her back. My leg has been bouncing the whole time, unable to sit still as I continuously rub at my mustache or play with my ring anxiously while we wait for any news.

“Really, I’m sure she’ll be fine. She’s under anesthesia, Bradley. She probably doesn’t feel a thing,” Maverick offers his comfort once again and I sigh, shaking my head as I sit up with my arms crossed.

“But that’s the thing, Mav. What if she does feel anything? I read somewhere that sometimes even with the anesthesia, a person can feel everything,” I explain while smoothing out my mustache and he shakes his head, chuckling.

“Bradley. I’m sure she doesn’t. If I remember correctly from the research I did, it’s only one patient per thousand that feels anything,” he explains as he pushes off the wall where he’d been standing with his arms crossed and I shake my head in frustration.

“She’s okay and either way, she’ll be fine. You're just making yourself panic more than need be, son,” he calmly talks me down as he walks over next to me and I sigh, nodding.

“I know, Mav, I just wish I could be with her,” I reply as he chuckles, setting a hand on my shoulder and squeezing it.

“You remind me so much of your dad. He’d be the same way. So protective and a big worry wort,” he comments jokingly yet lovingly, and I lightly smile as I uncross my arms now.

I start to say something but the door opens, cutting me off. A nice looking older lady with brown shoulder-length hair walks in. She closes the door behind her before turning to us with a smile on her face. Maverick smiles softly as he takes his hand off my shoulder to shake hers before crossing them once more.

“Hi, my name is Kairi. I’m the head nurse on the floor today,” she introduces herself with a light smile.

“Y/n should be out soon, I’m just here to get the room ready and to inform you that it went well,” she explains to us as she starts to move around the room and I let out a sigh of relief.

“See, Bradley? You were all worried for nothing,” Maverick jokes with a small chuckle as he slaps me on the shoulder and the nurse lets out a small laugh too.

“Well, no more worrying. She’ll be here soon. She did so well. The doctor had little to no issues,” she reassures me in a friendly tone.

“So there were issues?” I ask and Kairi shakes her head.

“It wasn’t a big one, she just had a very elevated blood pressure from her body learning to take to the new dynamic again. It didn’t remember how to function with the valve not closing off, but in the end all went well and the doctor was able to fix her all up,” Kairi continues to reassure me and I sigh.

“Will she be awake when she comes in?” I ask and she smiles softly.

“She may still be asleep at first because the anesthesia will still be wearing off, but she’ll be perfectly ok,” she promises as she writes something on the big chart on the wall and for the first time all morning, I can feel myself relax.

“Ok. Well, I’m finished up,” Kairi starts as she lightly pushes off the wall, caps the white board marker she's holding, and clips it back to the side of the board.

“She’ll be in here in a few minutes. If you need anything, just push this button and I should get the notification to come on in,” Kairi continues to explain to us as she points to the button before putting her right hand in her pocket as she starts to walk out of the room.

“Oh! Would you look at that, I was right,” Kairi remarks happily when she opens the door and there’s two other nurses pushing y/n’s bed.

We watch as they get the bed into its final resting place. Soon they finish up and we watch as they all move towards the door.

“Let me know when she’s awake and we can make sure she’s not too out of it,” Kairi informs us as she turns back to us with a smile and a nod before her and other nurses are fully leaving the room.

“Sounds like it’s just a waiting game now,” Maverick comments as he leans back in his chair and I give a small “hmm” as I pull out my phone.

I text the group chat to let everyone know she’s out of surgery and in no time start getting replies about how happy the team is that it went well. I smile softly at the love she gets from everyone on the team and respond back to a few of them.

When the group chat calms down a bit, I mess around on some other things on my phone for a while as I grab her hand and hold onto it with my unoccupied hand. It’s only about an hour later when I feel y/n squeeze my hand lightly.

I jump up and quickly put my phone back into my pocket as she groans for a moment. Maverick looks up from his phone when I jump up and hover next to her. He stands up and walks closer to the other side of her bed.

“Morning, honey. How are you feeling?” I ask in a soft tone as I smile down at her.

She blinks a few times and groggily looks up at me as I stroke her hair back lightly. Maverick chuckles before walking over to the door and opening it. He stops and turns to look back as I look up at him.

“I’ll go let Kairi know that she’s awake,” he informs me before he walks out.

Y/n groggily blinks up at me a little more before reaching up for me. I go to reach for her hand, but stop when she starts to rub at my cheek. I smile down at her and she smiles as she pokes my mustache, making me chuckle.

“What, you like my mustache? Was it a nice sleep?” I question her with a quirked eyebrow as she continues to look at me with half-lidded eyes.

Maverick walks back in with Kairi and she smiles as she walks over to y/n. Kairi stops by y/n’s bed and looks over her drip bag.

“Good morning, miss y/n. How are you feeling?” she queries and y/n smiles groggily at her.

“I feel fine, but who’s he? He looks cute…” y/n questions as she points at me and I fight off a laugh as Maverick looks at me with a smirk.

“Sweetheart, that's Bradley. Your husband,” Maverick states to her through his laughs.

“Oh hi, Mav!” Y/n shouts as she looks over at him and grins as he gives her a small wave.

“Wait, so she remembers Mav, but not me?” I ask and the nurse smiles softly as she looks her over.

“It may just be temporary amnesia from the anesthesia. It’ll wear off soon enough,” she explains as she continues to look her over.

“Looks like you were worried about the wrong thing, Bradley,” Mavrick jokes with a smirk and I give him a playful glare.

“Temporary amnesia is common and it can definitely be very selective. So I wouldn’t worry. Everyone reacts a little differently to the anesthesia,” Kairi continues to explain as she looks over the needle in y/n’s arm.

“Well, she looks ok and like all is well. I’ll come in when she’s more awake and off the amnesia from the anesthesia. I will also be checking in every half hour or so,” Kairi explains as I look up at her and give her a nod.

“You know what button to push if you need me, right?” Kairi queries one last time, making me and Maverick nod.

“I think we got it from here. Thank you, Kairi,” Maverick muses out through his laughter that he’s trying to stifle and she smiles, nodding at him before heading out of the room while holding her own laughter in.

“You come back here,” y/n demands, pointing at me and wiggling her finger for me to come closer. I hold back a laugh as I bend back down to her.

“Oh I’m getting this on video. The memory will be golden,” Maverick comments as he pulls his phone out and seems to start recording.

“You like how he looks, Bumblebee?” Mavrick questions as she starts to caress my face again.

“You look a little weird,” she declares and I hold back a laugh again.

“But you're cute,” she continues as she pokes my mustache again, making me openly laugh now.

“Hmm. Well I’m glad you still like my face,” I joke and look up at Maverick, who’s stifling many more laughs while recording.

“She’s so gonna kill me for recording this, but it’s so good,” Maverick cheekily jokes as he continues to record and I chuckle.

“That she will, Mav, but I’m sure once she sees it she’ll just laugh it off. Ya know, after she kills you though,” I agree jokingly with him and he shrugs.

“Worth it,” he comments with a shrug and I shake my head at him.

She continues to rub at my face again and soon it starts to tickle, making me shy away for a moment. She then stops rubbing my face and I turn back to her while laughing. She stops and looks at me in confusion, making me tilt my head as she continues to look at me for a moment, almost deep in thought.

“You’re funny lookin’,” she decides as she points at me and I bow my head to laugh.

I look up at Maverick as I continue to laugh, but jump when she pulls my hat off. I watch as she holds it up and looks at it before trying to put it on her own head, but it ends up just sitting haphazardly on her head.

“I like it. My hats always look good on you, sweetie,” I state with a grin before she pokes my mustache again.

“I like you,” she informs as she keeps poking at my mustache, making me chortle.

“Yeah? Do you?” I ask her and she keeps poking my mustache as well as my lip now.

“I think,” she adds and I chuckle as I give her a playful shocked look.

“You think?” I ask her though my laughter and she widens her eyes at me, continuously poking my face.

“Honey. You don’t have a straight head right now. Thinking may not be the best idea,” I joke and Maverick chuckles as she just gives me a confused look.

She then takes my hat off her head and throws it down on the side of the bed. She looks away for a moment, then looks back at me and takes my aviators off. She tries them on, but they only sit haphazardly on her face again.

“I like them. Again, they look good on you, darlin’. My stuff always suits you,” I tell her with a grin as I nod at her.

“You’re cute,” she comments, completely ignoring what I’d told her as she pulls her hand away only to thump me in the forehead as she points to it.

I laugh as she lets her hand drop and she looks up at me in awe some more. I look at Maverick and we have a silent conversation before I nod, chuckling to myself as I turn back to her.

“I’m gonna blow your mind right now, sweetheart,” I note jokingly.

“You wanna know how?” I ask her as she looks away from me, almost ignoring me.

I quickly move forward and give her cheek a kiss. she turns to me, her mouth falling open.

“That cute guy in the Hawaiian shirt is kissin me, Mav!” she shouts as she looks at me in awe and shock, making us both burst out into laughter.

She looks shocked and every time I look at her, I laugh harder. My face falls just under her chest above her lungs as I laugh harder and harder. I take a deep breath as I try to sober up from my laughter before looking back up at her again.

I quickly move forward and kiss her on the lips before pulling away to see her face in even more shock. Her mouth stays open in shock as her eyes widen and I can’t help but to laugh even harder.

“Whoa,” I playfully tell her with wide eyes and she doesn’t react, just stays frozen in her shock.

I lay my head back down again as I laugh harder at her and her hand grips onto my hair for a moment. She runs her fingers through it, making me look up at her again.

I lean forward for another kiss and this time she closes her mouth and kisses back. Once I pull back, she looks at me still in shock and I start to laugh harder if it’s even possible. I fall back onto the floor as I continue to laugh with my eyes screwing shut as I fight to breathe through the laughter.

“You are cute,” she states again as she points at me on the ground, only making me laugh harder.

“And he kissed you, sweetheart,” Maverick informs her, as she continues to look at me and loosely point at me now.

“How lucky are you?” Maverick asks her though his own laughter.

She quickly turns to look at Maverick, who tries hard not to laugh. He continues to record and laugh as she just stares at him.

“Think he’ll take you out to dinner when you get outta here?” Mavrick questions her and she looks at him.

“I got a nasty scar though,” she groans out with a face of disgust as she points to her chest where they opened her up.

“Don’t you worry about that, honey. I still find you very attractive,” I promise her with a smile and she gives me a dazed look as Maverick stops recording.

“I’m tired…” she whispers quietly and I smile, nodding at her.

“Ok. Go back to sleep then, princess. It’s ok to be tired. You’ve had a very long morning,” I promise her as I brush some of her hair back behind her ear.

“Ok, cute guy…” she mutters sleepily before closing her eyes and getting comfortable.

“I’ll, uhh, go get us some lunch. What do you want?” Maverick asks as he shoves his phone into his pocket.

“Umm, maybe some In-n-out?” I answer him with a question and he hums in agreement.

“That does sound very good. I’ll be back soon. We’ll watch the video when I get back,” he tells me with a smirk as he puts his jacket on and I nod at him as I try not to start laughing again.

He smiles and chuckles one last time before turning around and walking out the door. I chuckle lightly as I pull a chair over by y/n’s bedside before sitting down in it.

“Hey, cute guy…?” y/n quietly asks and I have to hold back a chuckle as I look up at her, giving her a ‘hmm’ in response.

“Will you hold my hand?” she again quietly asks me now, looking at me with her eyes gleaming and I grin.

“Of course, sweetheart,” I reply as I reach my hand out for her to take.

“Thank you, cute guy,” she whispers out, before cuddling back into her bed and I smile, squeezing her hand.

“You are very welcome, sweet girl,” I tell her as I bring her hand up to my lips, leaving a kiss on the back of it.

She sighs softly and I chuckle as she seems to slowly fall asleep. Once she’s out, my phone goes off and I quietly hiss as I quickly try to pull it out of my pocket with my free hand. When I successfully pull it out I see a text from Phoenix.

Phoenix: Hey. Any updates? She awake?

I smile softly at the care that comes through the text, the same as earlier. I look up at y/n to see that her chest rises and falls softly. I slowly let go of her hand for a split second so I can’t text back.

Me: Hey. All’s good. Although she did have a small bout of amnesia when she woke up. Nurse says it’s a common symptom for most people. Right now she’s asleep again. I’ll text and let you all know when she’s feeling up to visitors.

Y/n whines a little as her hand moves a bit as if searching for mine. I smile and after sending the text, quickly grab her hand again. She calms as soon as I grab it and I smile softly.

I then continue to play around on my phone as she sleeps and time seems to fly by. Soon before I know it, the door is opening and Maverick walks in with the In-n-out bags along with a drink holder with two drinks.

“How do you always do that?” I ask as he sets the two bags down along with the drinks and he hums.

“How do I do what?” he questions and I motion to the drinks.

“How do you carry drinks on your bike?!” I ask in astonishment and he chuckles, shrugging.

“I don’t know, just do,” he replies, bouncing his eyebrows at me and I shake my head.

“You are a wonder, Mav,” I tell him through a chuckle as I shake my head.

“So are you, kid. So are you,” he tells me with a smile my way.

“Come on. Let’s eat,” he continues as he pulls his burger out of the bag.

“I’ll eat mine over here,” I state, holding our interlaced hands up so he can see them and he nods, smiling as he pulls my fries out of the bag.

“I figured you would. Just like your dad. He wouldn’t have left Carol’s side for anything in the world even if it was to eat when she was in a hospital bed,” he reminisces and I smile softly, loving that he’s telling me about my dad.

He hands me the fries as well as my burger along with my drink and I take them, setting them down on her table. I take a moment to look over at her and smile when I see she’s peacefully sleeping. I then pull the table closer to me before starting to eat.

We both silently eat, exchanging banter every now and then before y/n lets out a groan. I look up at her before shoving my phone in my pocket, pushing the table away from myself and standing next to her.

“Morning, sweetheart. Did you have another nice nap?” I ask her and she smiles at me.

“Morning, Brads. Yes, yes it was a very nice sleep,” she tells me and I smile at the mention of one of my many nicknames that she’s dubbed me with.

“So you know who I am this time?” I ask her as I hold back a chuckle.

“What do you mean?! Do I know you?! Of course I know you. You're my husband,” she tells me while giving me an incredulous look.

“Sweetheart. I’m glad you know me now, but as of an hour ago you did not,” I inform her as I continue to hold back my laughter.

“What? No. I don’t even remember waking up,” she denies, shaking her head.

“But you did, honey,” I tell her softly and she shakes her head.

“Why don’t I remember it then?” she asks and I shrug lightly.

“Well I think I can answer that…” a voice speaks up, making me look up to see Kairi standing there smiling with her hands on her hips.

“You had a temporary form of amnesia when you woke up. You probably don’t remember it because you weren’t fully off the anesthesia, but now you should be,” Kairi explains as she smiles while walking over to us.

“How do you feel, Mrs. Bradshaw?” she asks as she walks over to us.

“I feel fine. Tired still and a little hungry, but overall fine,” y/n answers before looking over at me and I squeeze her hand lightly as I let out a chortle.

“Ok. I think we can handle that. I’ll make sure to have food brought up to you,” Kairi promises through her laughter.

“But don’t worry. It’s all normal after these kinds of surgeries. You may experience weakness for quite a while, as well as many bursts of emotions or even sudden tiredness,” Kairi explains softly and I smile at y/n encouragingly.

“You’re also looking fine, that must mean you’re already recovering pretty well. You may feel some pain or discomfort around the incision. If you do, just call me in and we’ll figure out what’s up,” Kairi explains as she finishes looking over y/n and I smile, nodding at her.

“Thank you, Kairi. We’ll definitely call if we need you,” I tell her and she smiles softly.

“Ok. I’ll see you again in an hour unless you need me before then,” Kairi promises with a smile as Maverick and I nod to her.

“Word of advice: keep these two around, Mrs. Bradshaw. They both seem to love you a whole lot,” Kairi comments, making y/n smile.

“Thank you, Kairi. I plan to,” y/n agrees and Kairi smiles, nodding before turning and heading for the door.

“Did I really forget you?” Y/n asks with a pout and I chuckle.

“Yes, you did Bee, I even got it on video!” Maverick tells her and she pouts even more.

“Hey. It’s ok, sweet pea. I know it wasn’t actually you. It was just a reaction you had to the anesthesia,” I promise her as I rub back some of her hair and she looks up at me, tears filling her eyes.

“B…b…but I forgot my Brads. How could I forget you?” she asks and I chuckle, looking at Maverick.

“I think she may be having one of those bursts of emotions, huh Bradley?” Maverick questions and I chuckle, shaking my head.

“I think she might be, but it’s okay. It’s just temporary. Honey, it’s ok, really. I know it wasn’t actually you forgetting me,” I tell her and her lip trembles.

“Really?” she hesitantly asks and I smile softly.

“Yes, my sweet girl, it's okay. I’m not mad,” I promise her and she finally smiles.

“It was more funny than anything. Wanna watch the video?” Maverick comments, holding back laughter and she glares at him.

“You better not have,” she sternly tells him and he chokes on his laughter.

“Oh, but I did…” he cheekily tells her with a smirk and she groans.

“Mav! Please delete it?!” she begs him and he laughs, shaking his head.

“No can do, Bee. Sorry, it’s just too good to delete,” he informs her and she lets out a huff as she crosses her arms.

“You must really want to die,” she mutters and I chuckle, shaking my head at my two favorite people.

“Bradley, honey… say your goodbyes to your father now while you have the chance, because as soon as I’m able to get out of this bed, he’s gone,” she tells me in a very serious tone and I hold back my laughter as I try to nod seriously at her.

“Bradley, tell her she can’t kill me,” Maverick tries to plea with me but I shake my head.

“Oh no. I’m not getting into this. I warned you, remember, and you just shrugged saying it was worth it, so don’t pull me in. I don’t wanna be in the hot seat. You're all on your own,” I tell him and slowly his eyes widen.

“Bradley, you can’t possibly sit by and just watch as she murders me,” he tries to fight back and I smirk.

“Who said I’d be sitting back? I wouldn’t even be in the room. Gotta keep my innocence,” I inform him and he scoffs, shaking his head.

“Innocence, my ass. Kid, you ain’t one bit innocent,” he tells me and that’s when I finally break, starting to laugh.

“Who are you to talk, Maverick? Mr. My name isn’t innocence…” y/n comments with an eye roll and I laugh harder as he looks at her in shock.

“And you act so innocent all the time? I think not!” he argues back and she scoffs.

“I’m definitely more innocent than you,” she continues to argue back and Maverick shakes his head.

“Bradley, help me out here, you can’t possibly think she’s so innocent,” Maverick begs me to help him and I shake my head.

“I’m not getting into this. This is between you two. I can’t be picking sides here now,” I reply, shaking my head in refusal.

“Wow. It’s her over me, huh?” he asks and I sigh, shaking my head in amusement.

“No. It’s not. I’m not picking sides for that specific reason and you know it,” I tell him and he chuckles, shaking his head.

“Yeah. Yeah. I get it kid,” he surrenders, putting his hands up and I chuckle.

“I’m sorry, am I interrupting?” A girl in her early 20s with a light brown bob walks in.

“Oh no. You're good. Come on in,” I inform her as I invite her in and she smiles softly.

“I’m Elizabeth. I’m just bringing Mrs. Bradshaw that food she requested,” she explains as she opens the door farther to show the tray she’s holding.

“Oh my goodness, food! I’m willing to eat literally anything!” Y/n moans out, making us all laugh and I lightly push my food aside for the nurse.

“She hasn’t eaten for thirty six hours, so…” I explain and the nurse nods.

“Well, here you go then. Enjoy!” Elizabeth tells y/n as she sets it down on the table.

“Thank you!” Y/n happily expresses her gratitude and Elisabeth smiles, nodding.

“Of course. It’s my job,” Elisabeth comments before walking back out the door.

“Welp, shall we finish our food and watch this video?” Maverick jokes as y/n starts to dig into her food.

Y/n stops what she’s doing, looks at him and growls. He puts his hands up in surrender again and I chuckle.

“Oh come on, honey. Don’t you wanna see it at least a little bit?” I ask her and she rolls her eyes, sighing.

“Uggh. I guess. Go ahead, play the dumb thing,” she agrees, rolling her eyes and I throw my head back laughing.

“I’ll put it up on the TV, it’s supposed to be able to connect to it,” he tells us as he starts to try and connect it.

“Yes! I got it!” he cheers when it connects and y/n groans when she sees it ready to play.

I sit back into my chair, still holding y/n’s hand as the video begins to play. I can’t help but smile as I watch her and Maverick joke around with each other. She giggles as well as groan every now and then at the video that plays over and over.

I can’t help but just enjoy sitting here with my wife, who’s now in recovery, and my father-like figure as they throw jokes back and forth. For the first time all day, I truly feel at peace, knowing everything went well today. I stand up and y/n looks at me, confused, but it quickly goes away as I sit on the bed with her.

She cuddles into my side as we continue to just laugh at the video. She groans and hides her head in my chest.

“He’s never going to let me live this down, will he?” she asks and I chuckle.

“No honey, I don’t think he will,” I quietly reply and she groans again.

“How in the world did I ever forget my Bradley Bear? It’s just not me!” she asks, shaking her head as she cuddles in closer, nuzzling her face into my chest and I smirk.

“Oh, but you did!” Mavrick remarks from the chair he now lounges in and y/n only growls at him again, making me chuckle.

“It’s okay though, sweetheart. I know you weren’t fully in your right mind,” I again promise her sweetly as I kiss her forehead and feel her smile softly as she snuggles into my side even more.

After we all finish cracking up laughing at the video of y/n, Maverick decides to watch something on TV. Together we decide what to watch and then just enjoy the rest of the day together, watching TV with y/n cuddled up next to me, Maverick in his chair, and Kairi checking in with us every so often.

The End…

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Okay okay you talked me into it. Sooo could you pretty please do a eddie x reader fic of like laying down on her belly playing a video game and eddie comes in and gets on top of her and he starts kissing her neck etc but then she starts to put it in her and when goes to stop playing the game he makes her continue playing it and she can't make any noise she has to focus and win and if she doesn't win he'll stop and punish her for it and he keeps making it really hard for her to focus etc idk I've had this happen to me before and it was soooo hot I wanna read about eddie doing it too

annon lemme kiss you this was so heheheheheheee got me giggling and kicking my feet. She's gonna be playing meteoroid on the Nintendo because....80's.

Paring: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: What they said ^^

Warnings: smut, p & v sex, female and male orgasm, Eddie being a needy top, reader being kind of a tease, nicknames like baby/sweetheart/ and pretty.

Hope you like this one <3

Although the sun was out and it was a beautiful day you had chosen the safe comfort of staying inside with Eddie. He had spent most of the morning on your bedroom floor planning for Hellfire. You were laying on your bed playing Nintendo in only a large shirt and a pair of lacy panties. Eddie did his best to focus but he could swear you were teasing him on purpose with the way you were laying there. He was beginning to grow restless attempting to get your attention. It started small, huffing a bit as he turned the page. When you didn't even draw your attention from the screen in front of you, he was shocked. You never ignored him, even for the smallest things.

Next he moved from the floor with a sigh, plopping onto the bed next to you. Your fingers moved rapidly as you attempted to control your character. Not that he was really known for his patience, he started to lose it. You felt his entire weight drop onto your butt and lower back as he groans dramatically into his hands.

"Can I help you?" You ask not pausing.

"I don't know can you?" He replied kneading your thigh with his hand. Finally it clicked why he wanted your attention so bad. You smirk, thinking of all the ways you could tease him. You weren't the one who initiated sex leaving that up to him, but you never said no. He knew most times you were just as needy for him as he was for you.

"No, probably not with what you want." And with that you shrugged him off your ass on began moving forward on the screen again. Trying to bite your tongue from laughter as you watch his appalled face in the reflection of the TV.

Watching carefully as his expression changes from shocked to playful before you feel his hands move up and down your legs. His fingers, strong from years of guitar playing, were squeezing right below the curve of your ass almost painfully. You feel the throb of want begin in between your legs and you subconsciously cross them. The heat radiating off his hands was warming your entire body up.

You try to focus back on the game, leaving him to kiss and touch you as he pleases. Keeping up the façade that you were unaffected became extremely hard when he starts softly biting at the thick flesh of your legs. He spreads them, laying in between and using one hand to stroke up and down your lover back. At this angle he could see your clothed mound through your panties. Your hands grip around the corners of the remote when you feel his nose nudge against your lips before he removes himself completely.

Almost whining for his touch you stifle it with a small cough. You hear faint shuffling behind you but are too focused on the dull throb between your open legs. He hadn't even really done anything yet and you were practically dripping onto the bed.

When you do feel him again it's because he has his weighty cock pressed against your clothed back. His lips are immediately suckling the skin below your ear as his hand comes around front to grab your hardened nipple beneath you.

"Ohh.." You moan softly, almost dropping the remote.

" 'ohh' after all that teasing? Actin like you didn't want me to come over here" He mocks you, biting into your soft skin. You jerk at the sudden bloom of pain but it settles into please as he gently blows cool air right onto the wet mark.

"I wasn't teasing you, I'm clearly..."you trail off as his hands move toward the band of your underwear," busy." you finish as he settles his hand on your bare ass.

"Too busy for me? Too busy for this baby?" He says. You feel him rut against the curve of your ass and his own hand. He pulls the hand that was previously toying with your nipple away and sits on his knees trapping your legs beneath him.

When you don't reply he pulls your panties just below the swell of your butt to smack the skin there.

"I asked you something pretty." He says slowly gliding his hand over your back.

You figure now is a good time to start succumbing not sure how long you could last anyways, with the way he was touching you.

"Never too busy for you Eddie." You say finally pausing the game going to get up. He pulls your underwear completely off before trapping your legs again.

"Oh please, don't stop on my account. Play your little game sweetheart. I'll just be here..."

You don't trust that, not one bit. He was just basically humping your backside and now he was calm cool and collected as you laid exposed to him. You press play reluctantly resuming your focus back on the screen.

It was impossible, you were wiggling beneath him in antsy arousal trying to get some friction on your clit. Even Eddie started to feel bad for you, practically humping air beneath him.

What you thought was impossible became worse when you felt a single finger start to rub slow hard circles on your needy bud. The feeling of finally having him on you made you almost cry in relief.

He smirks as you arch your back up to him trying to get more than he's giving.

"Don't be greedy, keep playing and maybe I'll reward you." He says adding a second finger. You scramble to grasp the remove in your hands attempting to do your best job. He remains true to his word, not stopping until you moan out his name into the air.

He pulls his fingers away from your pussy covered in clear slick and you whine at the loss of contact.

"Uh uh, be quiet. No noises or I'll stop." He says it so gently you almost cry relishing in his ability to turn you into a mess with such a sweet voice. You nod your head opening your legs wider for him. He marvels at your need to please him. You really were his pretty little play thing and he loved it.

You're head starts to feel hazy as he begins touching you again. The heat building in your stomach was so intense you often just moved the joystick to look like you were playing so he didn't stop. It felt so good, he lit your body on fire with just two fingers going in circles. You couldn't think about anything other than how good it felt so when he removes his hand you whine in protest. Choking it off quickly you realize you broke the rule.

He laughs heartily behind you sending a small chill up your spine.

"Just couldn't help yourself huh? Tsk Tsk."

You feel a sharp flick to your swollen clit and bite your tongue instead of releasing what would have been a howl of pleasure and pain.

"Maybe this will help you be quiet." He says bringing his hips down to meet yours.

His cock, already dripping precum down it's veiny shaft, pushes against your awaiting hole. He goes slowly sinking into you, knowing he was big. He wanted to tease you, not outright split you in half. Which is exactly what it felt like he was going now. You bury your head in the bedsheets holding the remote like a raft in a dark storm, like if you let get you might die. Honestly you might, if he stopped touching you all together.

"Fuck baby, so ready for me huh...shit." He bottoms out pressing his hairy stomach into your ass and leaning over you once again supporting himself with one arm.

You clench around him, shoving your hips forward and back before he even gives you the okay.

"Keep fucking playing... if you win this round, I'll let you cum. Think you can do that for me pretty?" he holds your face in his hand angling your neck so you can finally meet his beautiful eyes. You nod and kiss him feverishly, desperately, full of spit. He smiles against your lips kissing them back before letting you look forward again.

He slides out of you completely before stuffing himself back in roughly watching as you arch but bite back on a moan. He figures he's been pretty stern up until now.

"You can moan baby, tell me how good it feels to get fucked yeah?" he says slamming back into you again.

This time you let out a babble of words that vaguely sound like

"So so good Eddie!"

He pushes a more steady rhythm now smushing your legs together with his. He was everywhere, his smell surrounded you, his back pressed to your own as you feel the slamming of his heart on his shoulder, the groans he's filling your ears with. All you can think of is Eddie and Eddie and Eddie.

He sits up, still inside of your tight pussy, thinking he may not last long enough to keep the game going with the way you're squeezing around him.

With this new angle you feel yourself cry out again.

"Eddie please don't stop please please please!" You cry pushing back into his body as best as you could.

"Shh it's okay pretty, keep going you're doing so good for me, so fucking good. Squeezing me to death back here Jesus fuck." he says all in one go. You're happy he's just about as delirious with pleasure as you are.

He keeps the same dizzying pace and you feel yourself so on edge you almost scream. Eddie sees the way you're tensing up beneath him, feels the way you're pussy is practically spasming around his cock.

"You're almost there baby, you can do it. Look there's the end just a little longer." He encourages gently holding your head up by your hair from behind. The gentle tug makes you sigh. He wants to make you cum so bad the thought almost makes him paint your walls but he holds on another ten seconds.

You finish the level throwing the remote to the ground carelessly.

"Eddie it feels too good... I need to- I need-" You whine below him.

"Oh I know pretty girl, feels too good. Fuck baby I'm gonna cum too, cum with me... come on baby let go." He says keeping the steady pace from before.

You cry out as you feel yourself being pushed over the edge by Eddie and his words. Tears are gathering in your eyes as you ride out your orgasm on Eddie's wet cock. He pushes into you relentlessly chasing his orgasm. At the feeling of your pussy pulling him in he let's himself go pushing as far as he can into you.

"Fuuuuck." He groans as you continue to milk him coming down from the high only he could give you. You drool shamelessly onto the bedsheets as you try to calm your breaths, you hadn't cum like that probably ever. As he slides his soaked cock from between your legs you whine.

Turning you over to see your face he lays between your legs. He studies your face leaving gentle kisses on your forehead and blushed cheeks. You had the fuck out face he loved so much. You feel his cock tease your entrance slightly and you push his stomach away slightly. He laughs a bit before adjusting himself so he's not touching your sensitive pussy.

"I should ignore you way more often." You say biting your lip.

"Don't you dare, that was torture!" He says childishly. You reach up and pet his hair gently as you roll your eyes.

"You afraid of a little torture now Munson?" You joke.

"I'm not afraid of anything for you information." He says

"Yeah, sure, whatever you tell yourself mister 'baby walk me to the bathroom it's dark.'" You chuckle playing with the pic necklace hanging from his thick neck.

"The dark is objectively scary that's not my fault." He pouts rolling off of you. You sit up and crawl over to him sitting with his legs over the side of the bed.

" Aw don't pout baby, I'll always walk you down scary dark hallways, you're still my strong and brave boyfriend." You kiss his shoulder.

"And handsome too?" He asks coyly.

"Handsome too." You concede kissing his jawline before laying back down.

Eddie gets up from the bed disappearing into your bathroom. You hear the tub rush loudly and you smile to yourself knowing he was going to bathe with you.

When he returns he doesn't talk, simply scoops your body into his and takes you into the bathroom. You didn't object, loving how attentive he was after sex, loving the feeling of being taken care of in the way only Eddie knew how to do.

#eddie musnon smut #eddie munson smut oneshot #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson is hot #eddie munson #eddie x reader #stranger things eddie munson #i cannot believe i write smut now

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drivinmeinsane · 7 months

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Thoughts on Henry Letham as a romantic partner

A warning for mention(s) of: self harm, suicidal thoughts, and unhealthy relationship dynamics.

He fell in love with you from the moment he laid eyes on you. When you actually said something to him, he wanted to marry you right then and there. He can't stop thinking about being your boyfriend, your fiance… your husband. He started referring to you as being his to the people in his life before you ever went on a date. He proposes to you at the most random times and in unexpected ways. He's popped the question in the grocery store, gently slipping a twist tie onto your ring finger. He's looked at you with those earnest blue eyes and offered you a ring made from blades of grass with a dandelion masquerading as a stone. You keep every makeshift ring he gives you. Henry always has the real ring with him in case you say yes and mean it. He spends every moment he can get with you, and every moment you're not with him, you're swimming around in his thoughts. He's as obsessed with you as he is with art. He often asks you to pose for him while he paints. The two of you go all over the city. You go with him to art galleries, to shows, to the aquarium, to even the most mundane places. He prefers to walk or take public transport. He hates driving. It gives him a sense of impending doom. He doesn't sleep well. Some nights, he stands in front of a canvas for hours on end, smoking cigarette after cigarette. Other nights, he lays next to you in bed, flashes of indecipherable visions running through his mind. Henry struggles with his mental health. He has an ongoing problem with self harm and suicidal idealization. He hates being a burden for you when he has his bad days. Sometimes he fantasizes about ending his life with you as a witness to it, to gift you his final work of art, but he knows he should never ask that of you. He utilizes touch as a way to express his affection. He interacts with the world in a very tactile way. Of course that would extend to you. You have to peel him off of you and dodge his grasping hands. It's like playing keep away. The two of you have made a game out of it that always ends up with you laughing together after he catches you. He has a good relationship with his parents. He takes you with him when he visits them. They love him and they immediately took to you as well. They're so happy that their son has someone. They worry about him. Henry wants to share all of his interests with you. He also wants you to share all of yours with him. The two of you have spent hours on the floor of your crappy apartment debating topics over containers of Chinese takeout. He has a difficult time remembering to care about his own needs and wellbeing. With you around, it becomes a priority. He wants to be the best version of himself that he can for you, even if he doesn't think he will ever be good enough for someone like you. He's big on documenting and recording the existence of the people he loves. There's countless photos and shaky video camera footage of you. That doesn't include the pages of notes and sketches.

18+ thoughts below the cut

He broke down the first time you got undressed together and touched his bare skin. You didn't treat the scarred areas of his body any differently than the rest of him You weren't disgusted. You just touched him with care and desire he never could have imagined and it left him weeping. He gets so overwhelmed that he will often cry during or after sex, usually thanking you profusely for being allowed to touch you like this. He's needy and whiny at times, pleading for you. It's not unusual for him to bury his face in the crook of your neck or against your chest to let out sobbing breaths while he fucks into you. On some occasions, he asks if you will let him be rough. Even when he has a choking hold on your neck, there's reverence and respect in everything he does. Gentleness. He's in awe that you are flesh and bone just like him. How could someone so good to him be human? There's a part of him that wants to ruin you. He all but worships you. It's his life's work to make you feel as good as you make him feel. If he doesn't have you squirming and teary from overstimulation by the end of things, he hasn't done enough. He wants you to hurt him sometimes. He wants you to bite him, claw at him, bruise him. He wants you to straddle him and put a cigarette out on his pale skin. He wants to be put at the mercy of your grace. Anything to leave a mark and make him feel real.

{ m a s t e r l i s t }

#stay 2005 #henry letham #ryan gosling character #henry letham headcanons #henry letham imagines #headcanons #imagines #my work #my posts #🐝#this has been sitting in my notes app since i first watched the movie back in... july? august????#whoops #I'm going to be late to the party anyway. it HAS been almost 20 years since Stay was released

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hideousvoid · 1 year

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omgg accidentally hurting their s/o with Malleus,Leona,Riddle and Sebek please!

Royal incident

Reader: gender neutral

Warnings: none

・゜゜・┆ ° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ °

You were unlucky and lucky at the same time, you didn't have to follow his orders for a couple of days and he was even a little softer! You still have a black eye tho with a sad Queen next to you, treating you like a piece of vase in a museum, if it wasn't for the fact that it was partially wanted. How did this happen? Well, it's pretty easy honestly.

Not only you stole his strawberry tart but even decided to make fun of him for his height, what was he going to do? You knew about the collar but wanted to combine the two things to see how bad it could go, bad enough. He started to scream using all the air in his lungs making his face turn red, seeing you smirking Riddle decided to use something more severe. Would you ever expect this queen to punch you in the face? You learnt that he can and will, your luck didn't come immediately neither.

The dorm leader came to your room after an entire day, he was pretty silent and then half apologized. The guilty was there but a part of his brain wanted to beat the shit or of you, let's say he did it by "mistake" ok? He made you a tart, that tasted terrible salty thanks to Trey's prank. Seeing that even the gift went wrong he chose to stay with you, stared at you for some minutes trying not to order you something.

"Yes, I'm here to tell you that I'm sorry, but never ever make fun of my height again clear?"

You tried to play with a him at chess and you nearly got punished for winning, Riddle did his best to calm down rapidly. Crosswords? He finished it for first but after four pages you got too bored. Pretty obvious you didn't dare to play video games with him after what happened with the chess. You chose to be wise and laid on your bed with him to read some books, his head was on your shoulder while yours comfortably on the pillow. At the end it went pretty good, both commented the ending and stayed cuddled some more time.

"I want to rest a little before going back to my dorm, the chaos is waiting for me I can feel it"

・゜゜・_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

You stepped on his tail by accident and the reaction was automatic, you can't imagine how sorry he is. Leona teased you at the start about how you deserved it but seeing you like that made him feel bad, a kiss will make the pain go away right? Yeah, he did that to tease you a little more. The dorm leader promised that soon he'll make up for it, believe me, it's wonderful.

"be cautious herbivore, next time I won't be this gentle with you"

But first he took care of your wound giving you a little apology, even though his tail still hurts. How did you manage to step on it? A little grumpy for it, don't bring it up again. Ruggie following Leona's orders made a rare steak with a little salad, for you and him as a snack, isn't that nice? It's not everyday that you get to be so close to the lion and eat with him, he sleeps all day so it's not easy.

You won a ticket to play with his hair and touch his ears, he was laying on your lap tho. A double win, both for him and you. Leona's ears are so soft and fluffy, twitching a little when you touched the right spot. He fell asleep with an angel face while snoring soundly as you enjoyed that special moment.

"scratch a little more to the left, yes there! Ah, that's better now"

・゜゜・_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

Both were going down the stairs but Malleus was in front of you, sliding slowly probably lost in his thoughts. Trying to pass and be faster you tripped, both falling like idiots. He lost his balance when you pushed him by mistake, being focused on something else he didn't have enough time to realize since the Fae didn't expect anything this banal.

You hit yourself on the stairs a few times before the dragon wrapped his arms around you for protection, his perfume is so good too! A cologne with a pinch of sweet yet itchy fragrance, so perfect for him. Once you opened your eyes met his, a glowing green, was he always this stunning? Cold hands and skin, a silent breath being strangely hot with a charming face. The silent reigned for many seconds as both you and him were busy staring at each other.

"are you hurt child of human? You should pay more attention to the stairs since they are slippery"

You weren't too hurt but since it could become an excuse to spend more time with him, why not? Malleus wouldn't even think you could lie for something this little, but knowing that you did it for him would warm his heart. Maybe you will tell him one day, getting a soft smile on his face with a caress.

To apologize for something he didn't even did, the Fae decided to show you better his dorm. Lucky for you Sebek wasn't near or you could forget of staying so close to the dragon, so strict for nothing! You slowly took Malleus's hand in yours giving it a few strokes with the thumb, he made a little gasp and then blushed slightly. Such a cold aura when he craved for affection, a lonely person that only desired love. A fabulous afternoon passed with Malleus, a memory still running over your head.

"thank you for the company (y/n), I really appreciated passing my time with you"

・゜゜・_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

Sebek was taking care of his horse when being afraid of it, he got agitated seeing it move too much for a moment and stepped on your foot. It's not a pleasant thing to have a 6'2 on your poor shoe, especially one that works out almost everyday to protect his master. A loud scream came out of your mouth as you fell down grabbing your feet, the green-head was dying of shame and humiliation.

How could he do such a thing to his crush? He was supposed to protect them not scream for the pain! Tears formed in his eyes as his voice raised incredibly starting to scream apologises, how he wasn't enough for you or Malleus and how he disappointed him as a Knight. If he had the opportunity to smash his head on a wall probably it would have been happened.

"I'm more than mortified! There aren't words to explain how sorry I am right now, I'll be better I promise!"

Sebek took you to the nursery but it wasn't anything serious, a pack of ice and the pain went away. The only thing that didn't disappear was that guilty face painted on the first year with the company of his panic. You reassured him that it wasn't anything and you weren't mad or disappointed at him, it didn't work and he continued to stay in silent waiting for you to punish him in some atrocious way. To light up the mood you proposed to get for both a drink while going to the Diasomnia dorm, he accepted without think neither for a moment.

Once to Sebek's room he stared at the portrait of his master, it was clear as the ocean that his guilty wouldn't have left him alone soon. You hugged him from the back gradually tighter, his hands on yours enjoying your warm skin. You made him turned around leaving light kisses on his cheeks and forehead, his face was red as he stood without moving a finger. Shy as always he only wrapped his arms around you only when both of you were laying down, of course you had to initiate it or Sebek would have never done such a thing without a written permission.

"you forgave me? I can't still forgive myself for what I did to you, huh? I'll try to think less about it then"

#twst writing #twisted wonderland #gn reader #twst #twst hcs #hcs #twst headcanons #headcanons #riddle rosehearts #sebek zigvolt #malleus draconia #leona kingscholar

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theresattrpgforthat · 1 year

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Hmmmmmm what about games that give heavy-metal vibes. If that's too vague, maybe TTRPGs that have the same vibes of DOOM or Quake? Thanks for being an awesome Tumblr page, btw <3

THEME: Hellbusting Games

Thank you so much! I haven't played either of those games, but my roommate sure has! here's what I found.

Warrune, by CurseNightGames.

HELL IS TOTAL FUCKING WAR

WARRUNE is a brutal gridless tactical RPG inspired by Doom, God of War, and extreme metal. Play as badass warriors who have gone to hell to wage eternal war. Vikings vs. Space Marines vs. Demons. DOOM SHIT!

An eclectic system that combines aspects of tactical RPGs, story games, and board games that emulates the frantic combat chess of the latest Doom video games. Warrune is 42 pages, and comes in an easy to read black and white PDF, a red PDF for that old school metal zine feel, and a black and white booklet format to print your own zines at home.

You don’t have any stats in this game; you roll d666 for everything, and count the 6’s vs 1s. More 6’s? You succeed. More 1’s? You fail. Combat is for theatre of the mind but still tactical, with an armoury’s worth of weapons, equipment, and special powers that will help you absolutely obliterate your enemy.

If you want a solo or GM-less option, this game has it! Enemies can be fully automated, giving you a chance to dive into hell either by yourself or without a leader.

qvke borg, by Bird Silhouette Games.

"In a land dying a slow death at the hands of irrefutable prophecy, the thread of reality unravels. As the universe-that-was frays at the seams, more horrifying truths manifest.

Writhing with eldritch hatred is the QVKEMOTHER:

SHUB-NECHURATH reaches out across the cosmic void. Her infinite armies stand poised to bring this realm under her sway. She has heard rumours of the Two-Headed Basilisks and seeks to unseat their power, disprove their apocalypse and usher in one of her own."

QVKE BORG is an unofficial expansion compatible with MÖRK BORG. It’s inspired by the atmospheric, action-packed shooter videogames of the early 1990s. If you ever wanted to bring ROCKET LAUNCHERS into your bleak fantasy role-playing game, this is the book for you.

If you want to play this game you’re going to need MÖRK BORG as well, in order to know how the rules work. Immediately diving into this game will give you a bestiary, followed by character options and lore. This is directly inspired by the game Quake, so it should be able to easily replicate what you’re looking for! If you want an adventure to go along with this, the author has released one called Doorway to Blasphemy, about hunting a heathen down through a vile and overgrown keep.

Hell Grinders, by Bannerless Games.

Another beautiful day of brimstone, heat, fire, blood and guts. You and your buddies buckle your gear, and get ready to shred the forces of Hell’s faces off.

HELL GRINDERS is a turbo-charged boomer shooter-inspired roleplaying game about killing demons and angels as the baddest bastards around. If you want to flashback to the '90s, ripping and tearing your way through hordes of hideous beasts with your besties while knee-deep in radioactive slime, all to the sounds of heavy metal and industrial guitar licks, this one’s for you.

LUMEN is such a good system for combat, especially if you want your power to feel powerful and competent. Even though there’s only 4 classes, you can mix and match skills and abilities to make a unique character who can kick ass in a way completely unlike your teammates - and LUMEN is also great for team synergy, setting each-other up for success.

You can die in HELL GRINDERS but that doesn’t mean the fun stops for you - pick up another Grinder on your team and keep going, and hope you can finish the mission before all of your backup team members run out!

Aether Operations, by World Champ Game Co.

Traverse the realms in a forever struggle of imbalance, defeating powerful warlords and cleansing corrupted artifacts. Brutal and dangerous, even the most routine beasts spew damnation at the mere presence of you: the Manipulators. The unique denizens of each realm aspire to purge you in whatever malicious possible ways available in an effort to gain more power and bring the imbalance of reality towards a coming doom.

AeOps is for 2-5 players including a gamemaster with optional rules for gm-less play. Players, as Manipulators embodying Spirit, Brain, Bone, or Meat, use up to seven six-sided dice while the GM uses a diminishing Balance Die, downgrading from d12 to d4 with each stage representing further destabilization of the Realms and a quickly approaching reality cataclysm.

You’re fighting more than demons in this one, but they still want you dead. With GM-less options, this might be a good game to look at if you’re not sure who’s up to GM, or if everyone wants to be a player. Will you be able to prevent a cataclysm? Or will the realms come crashing down around you? You’ll have to play to find out.

HellGuts: Imp Scout Edition, by Mitchell Daily.

Hell is unleashing its demons through unholy rifts between our dimension and theirs. These demons exist only to torment, profane, and destroy human life. They are a powerful scourge that threatens to overwhelm the entire solar system and beyond should they not be stopped.

Enter the Hellslayers, those exalted to the task of rending fiendish flesh and bathing in blasphemous blood. The Hellslayers are forces of nature standing above the easily slaughtered masses and taking the fight to Hell itself.

HELLGUTS is a gory romp through brutal hellscapes. Go kill some demons, Hellslayer.

This game depends on dice pools of d12s, with action difficulties ranging from 2 -12. The more successes you get, the more bonuses you get, with your character attributes represented by three “organs: Muscle, Spine and Brain. This is a combat with abstract range and room for description, so your characters can describe how they brutally decimate the legions of hell.

Right now HellGuts is in playtest, but it already has a couple of adventures, as well as character and enemy keeper resources linked on the page. Tack on some safety tools and you’re ready to go!

24XX Breach, by Adam Schwaninger.

Hyperspace is a back door through Hell, and still the desperate line up for the Company jumpships. You were one of them, back before Hell spat you back out. Now when a jump goes bad, you go in. Breach the derelict, identify the incursion, eliminate the threat, and hope to hell the money’s good.

With quick character generation and quick story generation, you know I gotta recommend a 24XX game. Your character doesn’t just have as specialty that bumps up their skills, they also get Blessings, that give you really cool abilities, such as control over fire, acidic blood, or the ability to teleport through hellspace. Pick up an interesting piece of backstory or two and jump into Hell, ready to kick demon ass and get out as many people as you can. Simple, and sweet, that’s 24XX Breach.

#dnd #game recommendations #asks #indie ttrpgs #tabletop games #doom #video games

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hellfireslut · 2 years

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This Only Happens in the Movies - part 2

paring : eddie munson x fem!reader

read part 1 : here

warnings : swearing, fluff, hard angst, mention of porn, this is going to be a slowwww slow burn so hold on! there’s a small confession in this chapter hehe.

word count : 1.4k

a/n : i cried writing this LMFAO. also thank you for all the love on my stories <3. reblogs are greatly appreciated !

part 2 tag : @radical-munson

Eddie’s Van, 1986, 8:23 pm

Eddie shut the driver side of his van, sticking his key into the ignition. Pressing play on the cassette playing in the front of the car, a loud wave of “Grinder” by Judas Priest floated through the large vehicle. Y/N immediately starts humming to the verse, causing a laugh from Eddie. He begins to pull out the parking lot. Y/N looks through the window of the Family Video store at Steve and Robin. The two were making silly faces and kissy lips through the window. Y/N rolled her eyes, laughing at the pair.

The ride back to Eddie’s trailer was soothing for the duration of the drive. The two sang from their chests to all of the tunes the metalhead had in his cassette arsenal. Eddie pulled into the “driveway” of his trailer, putting his van in park. He turned his body to face Y/N, blown away at how she looked as the moon of the Hawkins sky illuminated her Y/S/C skin. Once Y/N realized they were at his house, she turned to face him.

She smiled. Her radiant and plump lips were just asking for Eddie’s to collide with them. Eddie placed his hand on her thigh, causing sparks to fly down her spine. Y/N was used to Eddie touching her - in more ways than one, but each time the sensation of his cold metal rings felt modern. Her eyelashes fluttered softly, mascara softly coated on them, as she stared up at his beautifully sculpted dark brown eyes.

“This is your moment Y/N,” she thought contemplating. “Tell him what you want, it’s now or never.” As she began opening her mouth to speak, Eddie opened the door of the driver seat, resulting in a deep sigh from Y/N. As he got out he began walking to the passenger door, opening it for her. When she stepped out he bowed theatrically.

Eddie’s Trailer, 1986, 8:33 pm

“Welcome to Hell, m’lady.” Eddie said, slugging his arm over her shoulder, as the pair made their way to the front door. He reached in his pocket, fumbling with the many keys on his keychain. He unlocked the door, pushing it open for Y/N to walk in before him. It was the little acts of small chivalry that made Y/N want him even more.

“Why thank you, kind sir.” Y/N said sweetly bowing, mimicking his actions from before. She immediately made her way to his bedroom as he began walking to kitchen.

He reached into the back of the refrigerator, grabbing two beers. From the dark glow of the narrow hallway, he heard faint humming from his room. Y/N’s soft and supple voice lingered throughout the small trailer. It whistled beautifully to his ears. Everything she did made his head feel faint and dizzy out of pure love. The way her voice was like an angel singing down from heaven. He wanted her to see how he truly felt about her. Sure, the sex and the hangouts were great, but for her to be his would conquer it all.

Y/N flipped through the pages of the Playboy magazine that Eddie left under his pillow. Too focused on the naked women in front of her eyes, she didn’t hear Eddie walk into the room. He flopped down on the bed beside her saying,

“Whatcha’ lookin’ at, doll?” He said cocky, feeling like he had caught her red handed.

Her eyes widened at the tone of his voice, quickly throwing the porno magazine underneath her abdomen. He let out a chuckle at her fear, laughing with her, not at her. He slowly dragged out the elicit magazine from underneath her. He flipped open to his favorite page.

When Y/N saw the woman, her jaw dropped in confusion. The lady on the page, looked exactly like her. Her hair was styled the same way he had suggested her to do a few weeks before. Her makeup was painted the same way as her usual look. Y/N looked up at Eddie, dumbfounded. A smirk developed from the corner of mouth.

“Eddie, this woman-“ He cut her off before she could finish.

“Looks almost identical to you? I know sweetheart, it’s my favorite page. Though she’s not quite as gorgeous as you.” The smirk on his face grew into a full blown devilish grin as he watched her jaw open wider as the words left his mouth.

Eddie pointed down at the page, circling his finger around the necklace the model wore.

“What I love though, is the initial on her chain. Even more endearing, is that it’s an E.” He looked into her eyes, staring with pure vulnerability.

“An E, for… Eddie.” She looked back up into his eyes, returning the same gaze he gave her.

“Realistically, no. But it’s so happens that the jewelry store around the corner had a similar one.” He said reaching down underneath his bed. He popped back up, a small sea foam green box, with a lacy white ribbon sat in his hand. He placed the package into her hand as a rouge grew deep on to his cheeks.

Y/N carefully peeled off the white bow ribbon, opening the box, revealing the same necklace the model wore. Tears of excitement began to form on the corners of her eyes. She took the chain out of the box, as the little E dangled from the end. Eddie took the chain from her hand, pushing her hair off her neck. He clasped it around her neck, the gold E resting gracefully between her cleavage. He pushed her hair back, carefully down her back.

“Eddie, you didn’t have to do this. I mean this is beautiful.” She said, peppering a soft kiss onto his temple. She noticed a faint look of hesitation on his face.

“Just say it Eddie, tell her you dumbass! You bought her a necklace for God’s sake.” He thought to himself. The intimidating demeanor of his faltered, leaving a soft spot for Y/N, and only her.

“I don’t know, I just thought I’d get something nice for you. Since you’ve been such a great friend to me the past few months.”. As soon as the words left his mouth, he instantaneous watched Y/N’s face dropped.

Y/N had felt like she had been shot in the chest, with bullets of false hope and disappointment. The words “great friend” repeated on loop in her mind, as the pair sat silent while she was looking for a response.

“Well thank you Eddie, I’m glad you find me such a great friend.” She put a taste of spite on the last two words, causing Eddie to look down at his lap. When he finally got the courage to look at her face, tears ran out from them, not the excited tears from before. But tears of pain.

“Y/N, you know what I mean. Why are you crying?” His words sounded resentful.

“What do you mean “why you crying?”? You just bought me a fucking necklace with your initial on it, and you’re telling me we’re just friends!?”. The tears were flooding her lap now, leaving a wet spot on her jeans.

“I thought we agreed to keep this casual! No one gets hurt? Remember saying that!?” He said, accidentally shouting, causing Y/N to jump.

“That was before I fell in love with you! And I thought you felt the same, but I was clearly mistaken!” She said as she rose from his bed, darting for the front door. Eddie chased after her out of his room.

“Y/N, where the hell are you going?” Eddie began to tear up, slightly choking on his words.

“The hell away from you, that’s where!” Y/N said, opening the door. She ripped the chain from her neck, throwing at him. She slammed the door in his face, walking home.

Eddie leaned down to pick up the necklace, looking at it in his palms. Eddie ran back to his room, slamming the door as her sat on his bed crying. All the words came out wrong. He couldn’t get out what he truly wanted to say. All the thoughts that crowed his mind as he sat up at night, dreaming of her feeling the same way. He fiddled with the necklace in his hands, crying into it. He placed it on the nightstand beside his bed. All his hard work, building up the courage to voice his feelings. All down the drain.

#eddie munson #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #fiction #fluff #writing #eddie munson x you #headcanons #imagines #eddie munson angst #joseph quinn #joseph quinn stranger things

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#19 for ike please?

♡ MAKE LOVE WITH ME ! ➠ 100 EVENT

#19 IKE EVELAND ; ❝ keep your eyes open, look at me, baby. ❞ gender neutral! reader

WARNINGS ; nsfw content creator au, dom! ike, sub! reader, use of "sir" in a workplace setting and endearment such as "baby", praising. WC : 997

being a content creator, it was due to the popular demand of your audience to make a video based on the trope revolving around a perfect submissive assistant and a dominant boss of the company. as you gathered the clothes to be worn to prepare for the shoot, you lastly place the equipments for filming and approach ike if he needs any kind of aid to get started.

as per usual, he keeps his saccharine smile sculpted on his lips, anchoring his attention at the gadgets. he checks the lenses and the preview of the setting. "the place feels eerily dim." ike states as his hands motion the part of the room that is barely bright. "got it." you immediately run up to the sides and roll up the blinds from your sliding windows to make sure enough illuminates the room, imitating the aspects and designs of an office.

"okay good, we're all set now." the ash haired says and you nod, stripping your clothes off on the spot. ike does the same and started to wear his business attire, while you get in your garb of the same type as well. buttoning up the last two slits of your long sleeves, "how is our scene gonna start again?" you query for the last time.

"it's a boss rewarding his subordinate, what follows next is up to us so that our acting will feel more natural." you hum as a response that you kept in mind the narrative of the video. "oh and we'll be using toys yes? just tell me if it gets a little too uncomfy."

"of course."

the final adjustments have been done and the cameras started to roll. the ambience of the setting starts to thicken, perfect for the scenario you're currently playing in. you place the wad of documents and paperworks on ike's glasstop table with a heavy sigh in the end. "sir, i finished what you wanted me to do."

he cocks a brow and quickly skims through each page with his fast, skillful hands, the glasses sitting on the tall bridge of his nose reflect the series of numbers and words imprinted on each paper. nervousness starts to dawn on you until ike finishes scanning each file and reclines on his office chair, viridiscent colored eyes lazily glancing on your direction. "you exceed my expectations even though i raise the bar higher each time you impress me with your work. no wonder you're my assistant."

his dulcet voice graces your ears, followed by his sugary sweet compliments you always receive whenever you accomplish the favors he ask you of in a short span of time. "thank you, sir." you say and bow down lightly as a way of expressing gratitude more than just words. "are you perhaps looking for a reward? if so, what could it be?"

"a higher pay would do." you lightly poke fun and ike chuckles, "if i could alter our salaries i would. come here, i already thought of one." your eyebrow rises as confusion clouds your mind, you willingly walk up to him. once your bodies were inches apart in distance, he pushes your figure on his desk table making you lay on the surface. the stack of papers slowly drift down in a horizontal blur, you were bewildered from his abrupt actions. "sir?"

he outright rips your lower clothes and palms through your sex, fingers fiddling little by little on the sheerly covered part. you clap a hand at your mouth as soon as mewls of satisfaction came out, "baby, remove your hand and moan for me."

you shake your head as a firm no of an answer. you hear ike click his tongue in impatience and tore your undergarment open— "you still don't get it? this is your reward." putting emphasis on the word 'this'.

"but . . but why?" stammering from your jagged breathing, your boss proceeds to stroke your sex harshly, his fingers lubricated with the spit he gathered in his mouth. as he strokes up and down, lewd noises of stickiness and skin slapping echo inside the office. it made you feel mortified, unable to stop the series of events happening. "you deserve to be pleasured like this, you deserve to be lax after so many works piled before you."

more moans of satisfaction bubbles in your throat, "now, remove your hand." he asserts authority in his voice as he continues to pump you up and down. "keep your eyes open, look at me, baby."

you remove the hand covering your mouth and attempt to look at him straight, adoring his lush green irises clouded with desire that is only fit for the unholy ones; he feigns an innocent, chaste smile as he got to hear your velvet guttural groans, feeling waves of excitement in your body spike up and up the more he drags the foreplay longer. "very good. even in this kind of act, you're as obedient in your workplace." a knot of release later forms in your body as your legs start to wobble up and down in an untypical manner, "oh? are you gonna cum?"

struggling to answer to him in the exact moment, "cum. cumming with no hesitation is good for the body hence why this is a reward for my acquiescent assistant. now go, let it all out." he says and uses another hand to play with your hole and right there, hot liquids come out of your little slit, littering your boss' clothes. splotches of darkened fabric spreads on ike's suit and he was beyond amazed at how a lot sprawled out.

"great work today. i suppose you have no problem with the reward i gave you?" the bi haired male fixes the glasses that sat crookedly on his nose earlier with his index finger. you hesitate to respond, feeling a little too uneasy as you cummed on his clothing with no regards of how your boss will feel. "i'll take that as a yes."

#luxiem smut #luxiem #luxiem x reader #ike eveland #ike eveland x reader #ike eveland smut #nijisanji #nijisanji en #nijisanji x reader #☹ soliloquartz 100

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I want you to finally post your eox playlist and to see your rationale for the songs

Ooooh I've been waiting to share this for a while:

Explanation under cut because this is like 50 songs:

Finkles World: Kid's theme song. Childish with a sadness to it, a bit of how they miss Zeller and how the world is so new to them in there.

Kiss Me, Son of God; The Charasmatic Smile: That's Bass!

Bite the Wax Tadpole; Man Made Object; Sleepwalk; Counting Sheep; Invalid: Bass dream stuff.

Your Signature Here: EOX employees getting the job and having to move to a suck-ass location.

Flashy Man; I Am a Song!; Nothing Bad Ever Happens to Me: Brian :-]

Puppet Loosely Strung: Bass' opinion of Brian.

My Idea of Fun: Brian's opinion of Bass.

The Hitchiker; Robot Assisted Suicide: Bass scooping Brian's brain out and putting them in a jar.

Brainchild; I Earn My Life: Chantal </3

Collectables; Interesting Times; 9 to 5 at the Morgue; Working for Google: The grating mundanity of working for EOX setting in.

Crutch: Everyone having to find ways to cope with work at EOX (Zeller with Moradonyx, Ashley with weed, Chantal with coffee)

No One Wants to Play: Back to Bass again.

Lagtain; Cold as February: Things just feeling cold and gray and shitty.

The Promise Keeper; Dog Doesn't Bite: THE EXPERIMENT GOES WRONG.

Blood: Carnage, but mostly Zeller looking for Kid in the mess.

Point/Counterpoint: Zeller dying.

Small Shock: Immediate aftermath. Playing as Kid now.

Life in Transition: Starting out, figuring things out.

#BrooklynBloodPop!: There's blood 👍 hope this helps.

Decision Decision: Kid having fun making choices :-]

Daisy Bell, as performed by IBM 7094: It's Daisy!

Strong Wind, Slicked Back Hair: More Kid having fun exploring.

New Way Out: General messing around having fun getting through the facility theme.

PHR (2_771 EDUCATIONAL VIDEO): Pure atmospheric stuff. 'S what the comic sounds like to me.

Here We Are: More atmosphere.

Run Rabbit: Tenser moments! Arm beast and stuff.

No Money Down, Low Monthly Payments: BPB :-]

Don't Hold It Against Us: Please don't judge me for using a FNAF fan song .

Eye in the Sky: HP watching over you :-]

My CRT; I'm Real, I'm Alive: The AI!

Toothless Dream: The dream sequence!!

Return to Me: Bass wanting Brian back LOL

Take Stuff From Work: Ashley lol

Amalgam: HP :-]]]]

When Will You Die?: Everyone is so fucking sick of Bass

Horse's Head; Death of a Bike Thief; Death Parade: KILLING HIM KILLING HIM KILLING HIM (doabt is really interesting to me tho 'cause the bike is a representation of freedom and autonomy so it also works very directly for brian's body)

Kiss Me, Son of God (alternate version): Bass dying

Leaving: End of the comic. Lyrics are the hover text on the last page, even.

Finkles World (Reprise): Bye-bye.

#asks

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The Rescuers Down Under (1990)

Movie sequels are a funny thing. Done well, they can be clever, meaningful expansions of the original film or give artists chances to take the creative impulse in a different direction; compare Ridley Scott's Alien to James Cameron's Aliens. Done poorly, they seem like cheap cash-ins with lazy writing and not an ounce of true artistic passion. Nowhere can this divide be more apparent than in the decade-plus of direct-to-video Disney sequels that kicked off with 1994's Aladdin follow-up The Retun of Jafar. As I've said in other posts, it's not ALWAYS true that these or the TV spinoffs were bad. In addition to my previously published review of 101 Dalmatians II and Atlantis: Milo's Return, I swear by Aladdin and the King of Thieves for being a solid adventure film. And Cinderella III: A Twist in Time fills in characterizations for characters that often came off as ciphers in the original, as well as being a clever story in its own right. Some could even be downright inspired, like how The Lion King 1 1/2 takes a page from both MST3K and Tom Stoppard's play Rosencrantz and Guildernstern Are Dead compared to the original's Hamlet influences. But many fumbled in trying to justify further stories for characters that weren't necessarily built for them or did lazy reversal rehashes. Curiously, though, a built-for-the-theaters sequel beat this crowd to it, in the form of 1990's The Rescuers Down Under, coming to us in the midst of the Disney Renaissance. How does that one stack up?

A sequel to the 1977 film The Rescuers, Down Under reunites us with Miss Bianca and Bernard (Eva Gabor and Bob Newhart, reprising their roles), two mice who are agents of the Rescue Aid Society, which dedicates itself to helping lost or kidnapped children. Their case this time is Cody (Adam Ryen, who, in a fun fact, dubbed his own part in the Norwegian dub), an Australian boy captured by the evil poacher McLeach (George C. Scott) and his sidekick goanna Joanna (Frank Welker) in pursuit of the great golden eagle Marahute. Bianca and Bernard catch a flight with Wilbur the albatross (John Candy), taking over from his brother Orville from the original, and catch up with local hero Jake (Tristan Rogers, the only natively Australian actor in the film) to track down McLeach.

The most immediately striking thing about the film compared to its predecessor is its look. The original Rescuers was made in the heyday of Xerography, the process wherein Xerox machines could print animators' drawings directly onto cels and save a shitload of money/time in terms of hand-inking and painting. Starting with 101 Dalmatians (which necessitated the process both for the logistics of all those puppies and because the gorgeously rendered, lovingly hand-painted over years of production Sleeping Beauty had been a financial failure), this gave Disney's films a scratchier, more graphic look through the next couple decades. It's not a BAD way to make a film, and I would say the results often looked quite good, especially for moody, atmospheric scenes such as the swamplands in the original film.

Down Under, however, took a different approach, being the first Disney animated film to be fully inked-and-painted digitally in Disney's CAPS (Computer Animation Production System) pipeline. This has a number of advantages, such as better integration of the CGI elements like McLeach's Truck Of Doom, but not the least of which is the bright, vibrant colors. The Outback truly feels like an epic stage for the adventures, with the justly famous Marahute flight showing off its grand scope and beauty. Even the urban night-time New York scenes feel freshened up compared to the muddier vision of before. Even beyond that, the filmmaking has evolved. The original's director, Wolfgang "Woolie" Reitherman, was a fine talent (I'm especially partial to his Robin Hood), but the 1977 film feels awfully slow-paced for what's supposed to be exciting and propulsive. Down Under's directors Hendel Butoy and Mike Gabriel use tighter angles and much brisker editing to lend a real sense of Spielbergian action mechanics, such as in a scene where the mice try and board the Truck Of Doom or the nervy climax.

The character animation is excellent as usual, with the obvious standout being Glen Keane's Marahute. Bird anatomy is perhaps the hardest to do in animation outside of horses, and Keane gives the eagle both a sense of realism and character without anthropomorphizing her to the same degree as the rest of the cast. Mark Henn, meanwhile, does a solid job of grounding Bianca and Bernard as a duo and separately; they never reach too far for effect and seem more or less like normal people doing their best. The great Ruben Aquino, whose resume is more diverse than he gets credit for (Ursula, Adult Simba, and Pleakley are among his characters), gives Jake a full dashing-rogue bearing. Nik Ranieri does honestly some underrated work with Wilbur on the anatomy front, and Duncan Marjoribanks and David Cutler attack the duo of McLeach and Joanna with gusto. The way the latter moves in particular is hilarious, such as in a scene where she tries to steal eggs from a pondering McLeach.

Story-wise are where things get interesting. In addition to the original being well-suited to a sequel (literally having the "you've got another case!" ending), we smartly get things rolling fast. The first film is about the same runtime length-wise, but it spends a long-ass time getting anywhere, or at least feels that way. Whereas this is like "yup, we're off to the races, kids, iconic eagle flight in the first 10 dang minutes". Thus, while Bianca and Bernard don't enter the film for a hot minute, we don't feel like our time's being wasted in the first act as we set up the situation. I like also how the potential triangle between Bernard, Bianca, and Jake is handled with remarkable subtlety. Bianca barely seems to notice, while Jake is certainly puffed-up but never outright cruel to Bernard, and the latter gets a great chance to step up to prove himself when the time comes. The only possible negative effect is that the film is ultimately on the short end, and the plot is fairly simple as a result. Thus we get some goofy comedy padding with Wilbur being subjected to unhelpful medical practices to straighten out his back, as well as a pair of scenes with Cody and some Marketable Animal Friends as they try to escape McLeach. Hardly bad, but a little perfunctory.

I also like Cody a little better as a kid protagonist, tbh. The original film tries to get a lot of pathos out of the plight of Penny, who's not just an orphan, but a KIDNAPPED orphan. It's not bad in and of itself, with an effective scene where the villainous Madame Medusa insults her passive-aggressively to try and get her under her thumb. And it anticipates where Don Bluth, who worked on the film as a directing animator, would go in terms of his own child protagonists like Fievel or Littlefoot. But a little of it goes a long way, even if my heart's not fully made of stone. Down Under trades things up for Cody in terms of being well-adjusted with a single mother and tenacious enough both to save Marahute upfront, as well as seeing right through McLeach's transparent attempt at bullshitting him (though a later manipulation DOES succeed).

The audio end is a good marriage here too, starting with Bruce Broughton giving us an absolutely iconic adventure score. There's lots of distinct themes here that all weave together fantastically, never feeling overly like a "cartoon" score. In terms of the voice cast, Ryen gives a nicely natural performance, kid-like without ever being too cutesy, and brave, but not SO brave that it feels out of place. Gabor and Newhart, the highlight of the earlier film, reach a nice equilibrium between "society lady who takes nobody's shit" and "nice normal guy who can nonetheless keep up with her". Rogers is one of my favorites here, his Aussie twang lending some authenticity to the proceedings, and his soap opera experience (he's a longtime fixture on General Hospital) lets him access the slightly broader cartoon acting necessary. Candy, of course, was a comedy legend, and he adjusts well here in terms of making Wilbur a distinct chatterbug with a noble streak rather than simply recycling his genteel screen presence. My favorite performance, though, is undoubtedly George C. Scott as McLeach. Always an intense, thoughtful actor (he's my favorite Ebenezer Scrooge on film), he makes what could've been a generic "evil hunter" type into something really memorable by snacking on the scenery and giving him a real cruel streak. And I'd be remiss without mentioning Welker's Joanna, who nearly sounds like an anticipation of Andy Serkis' Gollum in her slobbery growls and chuckles.

I'll be honest, I can't be TOTALLY objective about this movie. It was one of the first Disney films I owned on VHS, and many a rewind was had because I couldn't get enough. It's a little rougher around the edges now that I'm an adult, true, but when Marahute starts to fly as the music swells? Every time, I get transported back to a living room in Peachtree City, Georgia, inches away from the TV. That still means something, and thankfully, most of the movie still backs that kid up.

#the rescuers down under #analysis #reviews #disney animated canon #disney

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