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hhoneyglasss · 1 year

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So, You’ve Never Heard of Sunbound Wolves!

VOLUME I [DAHLIA VER.]

{Pamphlet written, provided, and distributed by the Department of Uniform Magical Practices (D.U.M.P). All sources courtesy of the Dahlia Academy for Magical Novices (D.A.M.N) Archival Library and Anya Buchanan, a sunbound wolf of the Shaw Pack.}

☀︎ Origin

Location: Nearly all sunbound wolves live in Aria, the magical realm.

Population: There aren’t many of them—there’s a central village in a plane of Aria where they are primarily located (there is no Elegian or Arian name for this village).

Recovery: Their numbers are still small due to most of them being wiped out during the Sol'Arya Dynasty.

☀︎ Abilities

Immortality: They are biologically immortal—however, they do not have this immortality until the Elegian age of 25. In order to gain their immortality, they have to consult the Oracle, an ancient deity located in the center of their village.

Shifting: Sunbound wolves have the ability to shift between a human and wolf form. On average, sunbound wolves are larger than moonbound wolves. Some sunbound wolves also have horns, similar to d(a)emons, but they are rare, usually only being seen on members of the Ruling House. — While in Aria, sunbound wolves are constantly in wolf-form and cannot shift into a human form.

Enhancement: All sunbound wolves are granted with enhanced speed, strength, and senses. However, these abilities are dulled while under the following circumstances: if they're in human-form, if they have not gained their immortality, and/or they are located in Elegy.

Charm: The Charm ability is possessed by all sunbound wolves, and it is similar to Trancing (see A Guide to Vampires! Volume I, chapter 23, pg. 21, section 23.2) in nature. Charm allows the user the ability to physically and mentally control the target receiver. Unlike Trancing or d(a)emons, sunbound wolves are not able to induce memory modification using Charm. Charm is less invasive and inherently weaker than Trancing. In Arian history, this ability was taught to sunbound wolves by moonbound vampires during the Sol'Arya Dynasty in order to protect them. It eventually evolved to take on its own name, abilities, and restraints.

☀︎ Weaknesses

Connection to the Sun: If a sunbound wolf does not have access to an Arian or Elegian Sun for an extended period of time, they will become more and more ill until death occurs.

Need for Human Sustenance: Since sunbound wolves are naturally in wolf-form, it costs them a different kind of energy to maintain a human-form in Elegy—a type of energy the Sun cannot provide. To remedy this, sunbound wolves also rely on human food and need the required nutrition of any other human to remain healthy.

Vulnerability: While they are immune to the effects of aging once they gain their immortality, they are still vulnerable to death by external causes.

Weakened Healing: Unlike moonbound vampires, sunbound wolves possess no enhanced ability to heal themselves while in Elegy and in their human form.

Weakened/Revoked Magical Abilities: If there is a circumstance in which a sunbound wolf is in Elegy under the Elegian age of 25, they are physically unable to use any of their magical abilities to their absolute fullest extent, including Charm. For reference, their overall powers are reduced to the same level as that of a weak Freelancer. This measure was put into place millennia ago in order to keep young wolves from hurting unempowered humans or themselves while in Elegy. On the other hand, if a sunbound wolf is in Elegy and is the Elegian age of 25 or older, then they have free reign over all of their abilities, albeit slightly weakened as mentioned before.

Blood: Sunbound wolf blood is harder to resist by moonbound vampires, meaning a sunbound wolf is put more at risk while possessing open wounds around moonbound vampires. If a sunbound wolf finds themselves in an altercation with a moonbound vampire for whatever reason, it is important for them to remain cautious.

Shades: Unlike d(a)emons, sunbound wolves are not immune to Shades. While Shades are not able to consume life force from them as quickly as they are able to to humans, they are still able to take life force from sunbound wolves in both Aria and Elegy.

☀︎ Relationships and Backgrounds with Other Races (Both Elegian and Arian)

Moonbound Vampires: You might be thinking, “Moonbound vampires and sunbound wolves are on complete ends of the magical race spectrum—shouldn’t their magical relationship be strained?” It’s quite the contrary, actually. Think of it like two opposite magnetic poles—they are naturally attracted to one another. This sentiment can be applied to relationships between sunbound wolves and moonbound vampires. For example, in a perfect world, moonbound vampires would have constant access to sunbound wolf blood, as sunbound wolf blood provides the most sustenance and nutrition for them. However, in order to somewhat remedy this issue, sunbound wolves living in Elegy are required to donate their blood to D.U.M.P blood banks in exchange for D.U.M.P services. — {More of their connected backstories will be provided in the next volume of this pamphlet}.

Moonbound Wolves: We can apply the opposite magnetic pole metaphor with the relationship between moonbound werewolves and sunbound wolves. Essentially, moonbound werewolves and sunbound wolves do not have a positive magical relationship. To provide an example, it is usually recommended by D.U.M.P specialists that sunbound wolves who move to Elegy should refrain from joining moonbound werewolf packs. However, some sunbound wolves go against this recommendation. — {Once again, events during the Sol'Arya Dynasty have caused a centuries-long rivalry that will be discussed in the second volume}.

Sunbound Vampires: Sunbound wolves’ relationship with sunbound vampires is slightly more muddied and not as clear as the two species mentioned above. Indifferent and cordial is the easiest way to describe their relationship in Aria, as sunbound wolves do provide energy for sunbound vampires to feed off of, but their relationship to one another does not extend far past that.

D(a)emons: D(a)emons and sunbound wolves rarely interact in Aria—lesser is known about Elegy. Their relationship is mostly neutral.

Empowered Humans: Neutral.

Unempowered Humans: Neutral.

☀︎ FAQs

“Are sunbound wolves ‘werewolves’?” — Sunbound wolves are not werewolves or wolf-shifters. Sunbound wolves are wolves, and their human form in Elegy takes energy from them instead of the other way around. If anything, sunbound wolves could technically be labeled as human shifters.

“Why haven’t I met or even heard of sunbound wolves before?” — Nearly all sunbound wolves continue to live in Aria—most only visit Elegy once in their lifetime. This is due to the fact that many sunbound wolves do not feel safe with the extreme prevalence of moonbound werewolves in Elegy.

“Are there any sunbound wolves in Dahlia?” — There are. There is Anya Buchanan, who was mentioned previously. There is also another sunbound wolf in the Shaw Pack, but they wish to remain unnamed at this time. So far, these are the only sunbound wolves we are aware of in Dahlia.

“How are sunbound wolves able to shift and use magic? Isn’t that impossible?” — It is not impossible, at least for Arian races. Sunbound wolves have both an extrinsic and intrinsic core, otherwise known as a bitrinsic core. This specialized core allows them to physically exert magic while retaining the ability to shift between human and wolf form. For reference, d(a)emons have a similar type of core.

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albertonykus · 5 months

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Doraemon Short Film: What am I for Momotaro? (1981)

Starting to go through the Doraemon short films from the 1979 anime series. Most of them premiered in theaters as bonus films alongside full-length Doraemon movies, though this one accompanied 21 Emon: Welcome to Space!, a film from a different Fujiko F. Fuijo series.

What am I for Momotaro? was based on a story from the Doraemon manga. As I have mentioned before, in the manga this story was a crossover with yet another Fujio work, Bakeru-kun. The basic premise is that Nobita and Doraemon help Bakeru investigate whether there's any historical truth to the Japanese folktale of Momotarō. In the film, the roles of Bakeru and his alter egos from the original story are instead filled by regular Doraemon characters, mostly Shizuka, Gian, and Suneo.

As with the Doraemon manga volumes, I don't plan on writing detailed reviews for the short films. These posts will mainly consist of disjointed thoughts and observations. For what it's worth, there are moments in this film that I felt were unpolished or contrived, but overall I think it's a cute story that does what it needs to do.

May contain spoilers below the break.

Something that stood out to me about this one is that Doraemon is written to be strangely clueless and incompetent. A lot is made of Doraemon being far from flawless in typical Doraemon stories, but he is especially so here, from being entirely ignorant of the story of Momotarō (giving the film an excuse to recap it for viewers) to initially taking everyone to the completely wrong time period (which seemingly serves no purpose in the story other than to pad out runtime).

It was interesting to see a short scene with Suneo speaking in English. He does pretty well!

In the Doraemon manga, a passenger limit was established for Doraemon's Time Machine, which is a plot point in Nobita's Dinosaur. However, this was ignored in later stories, presumably to facilitate plots where all five main characters went on time travel adventures together. From what I remember, the manga never directly mentions this restriction being revoked, but in this film, Doraemon explicitly says that the Time Machine was upgraded to accommodate more passengers.

In the film, the question of what happened to Doraemon's Time Camera after it was sent into the past is apparently abandoned. In the manga, the Time Machine broke down (which doesn't happen here) and the main characters instead used the Time Camera to return to their present.

It didn't escape me that Shizuka turns into a male pheasant.

#Doraemon #Anime #ドラえもん

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exp-system · 6 months

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。*⁠✧⁠Intro Post✧⁠*⁠。

Hi:)) I'm Lemon, host of the Expanse system.

You can refer to any of us/the system as a whole with they/them or ey/em pronouns:))

The body is 18, nonbinary genderfluid, neptunic, neurodivergent, and disabled

Main blog: @lemon-emon

Here are some short intros of the people most likely to be on here and posting often:

(Our simply plural acc is ExpanseSystem if anyone wants to friend us :33)

(Blurry (-❔): they/them)

Lemon (-🍋): they/ey, 15-18, nonbinary genderfluid, neptunic, human(oid), host

Boxspring (-📎): they/it/he, 17-18, nonbinary, human, co-host

Bee (-🐝): she?, Early 20s but like has loved longer than that??, unsure on gender, unsure on sexuality, robot girl, caretaker/comfort

Salem (-💀): they/them, 17-19, nonbinary, human, physical protector

Eave (-😈): she/her/it, 18, cis but in a 'gender means nothing' way, bi, demon/demigod/hellhound, protector/persecutor

Skye (-🌩️): he/they, 19, transmasc, bi, human/ catboy, protector

Chloe (-💿): they/she/mo/it, 18, genderfluid?, sapphic, human, ANP/comfort

Sadye (-🌿): any pronouns, 17, nonbinary genderfluid, human, chronic illness holder

Dusk (-🍒): they/it/she/he, 20ish maybe, unsure what gender, lesbian, demon/succubus, sexual protector

Remus (-🐀): he/they/it, 18-21, genderqueer trans thing, "a figment of imagination posing as a humanoid", comfort/protector

Jinx (-🎭): she/they, 16-18, not totally cis I don't think?, mostly human, still unsure of role

Blitzø (-🦓): he/him, idk 20s-30s??, cis male, bi probably, imp, emotion holder (anger)/persecutor

Chii (-🍰): she/it/chii, adult (no specific age), robot girl, lesbian?, persocom, caretaker?/unsure

Ari (-🥩): any pronouns, 20 somethin, nonbinary/ genderfluid? idc, aro/ace, bannik, anxiety manager

Bean (-👑): she/her(maybe they?), 19-20, cis, bi? human, unsure of role

Kira (-🍑): she/they/it/doll, 16-18, demigirl/dollgirl, human/doll, trauma holder

Draven (-🥀): they/them/he?, 18-27, not cis, bi?, human, persecutor/emotion holder?

Sips (-🐒): he/him, adult, cis, aro/ace, cursed monkey, anger/emotion holder?

Moth/Bunny (-🐇): they/she/it/bun/moth, 12-16, demigirl, human, ANP

Lala (-🍩): they/it/she/ghost/mist/grim, 16ish, nonbinary?, grim reaper, depression/trauma holder

Nimona (-🦈): they/it/he/fang/rex/bite/ no pronouns/she, 14ish but also immortal?, Genderfluid/genderthing, shape shifter, unsure about role

(this post will be updated periodically as things change)

#intro post #blog intro #system #did system #osdd system #plural system #plurality #system blog #system alters

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stilettobite · 6 months

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🥀 alternate universe. critical role (vox machina).

the basics.

lady secret of house ranne, first born twin, but not the heir to the house, in the ivyheart thicket, between emon and kymal.

born in 786 PD (22 years old at the start of campaign i)

soulknife rogue/hexblade warlock.

infiltrates the clasp at 15 (lying about her age) in a misguided attempt that turning herself into a weapon would be the best way to help the house of ranne.

loses an arm in a fight aged 17, has a magical porcelain prosthetic (which is her focus when she casts magic through her warlock pact).

dies and is resurrected, no longer a tiefling but as a hexblood now, at 21, due to her parents making a deal, their lives in exchange for secret and her brother's. the memories of their deaths have been purged from their minds, and they were instructed not to pry.

the twins travel and begin adventuring for a time, until her brother returns to rule over the house and secret continues adventuring.

would consider herself a private investigator, but realistically, her skillset falls under spy (and the honeypot to her own information gathering exploits) just as much.

#🥀❛ — au: critical role (vox machina).#fuck it i'm overthinking it here's the basics for her vm au #keeping it to the basics otherwise i'll never write it up;#theres too much to keep it cohesive for anyone who doesnt live in my brain---

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thecandywrites · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 21- Rough Sex

Yes, I'm going back to the same lovely lady Valencia that we met earlier when the prompt was "Dirty Talk". Which if you read that one, you'll see an easter egg.

Again, a kajillion thanks to @starsandskies for her Kinktober Prompts. I know it's the last day of October. But I now have only 9 left to do. Because I already did Day 31 ON TIME. For ONCE. Hopefully I'll be able to get the rest of these churned out relatively soon- provided no one else dies in my friend and family circle. Which at this point in time feels like asking for A LOT.

Kinktober Day 21- Rough Sex

It had been fun actually, to spend the last several days playing cat and mouse, with both your target and your impromptu partner. Emon.

You were both "tools" but from separate "Tool Sheds". You were from the Red Shed, and Emon was from the Green Shed.

Emon was hired to kill this particular bastard of a target by his business partner who the target tried to strong arm out of the company they had built together.

You were hired to kill this target by his first wife, who was now about to be his ex-wife out of her due half of everything.

So just as you were about to approach your target to take him out, Emon caught your attention and instead of going in for the kill, you went to Emon instead.

Especially since both of you had worked together more times than either of you cared to keep count. And once you found out you were both sent by different people to kill the same man- you were happy to team up and once again, work together- to kill the lying, stealing, cheating bastard who definitely had this coming to him. And both of you would submit your “proof” to the ones that hired you, get paid and get the credit while also getting to enjoy each other’s company while doing so. Again.

Honestly it was a win-win. The ex-wife would actually be getting more than her fair share since the divorce wasn’t finalized and she already had this bastard's children, who by this time were grown so while she wouldn’t get child support, she would normally have gotten alimony. But now, she would be getting everything as his widow and would actually not be strong arming the partner, but would keep the business 50/50 between her children and the former partner and his children who stood to inherit his half of the company. Which was worked out once you and Amon both got together and worked out the situation of what was going on and what needed to happen to make this mission the best success possible.

The bastard almost made it too easy to kill him. Between him going on drinking and gambling binges at various casinos- since he was a "whale" in casino terms. But it was only a matter of time before he won big enough that the various mafia families who owned the various casinos he went to- took him out for winning too much, or he lost it all with one too many throws of the dice or rounds of poker or something.

But once you both agreed to team up and work together, you then went to management and explained to the mafias themselves at the various casino hotels you had to stay at, all of whom- were themselves, clients of the local tool shed that just happened to be the Yellow Shed.

Both you and Emon showed your individual kill orders for him. And this current casino insisted that this be the last place you went to in order to carry it out, since all the other casinos didn’t want that kind of spot light or that kind of press or publicity, much less exposure. And the previous ones had politely and pleasantly asked that you not carry out the order in their casinos or hotels. Which, you and Emon agreed to since you still had to abide by “the house rules”. Which the casinos and their hotels had every right to hold and enforce. Which while it did prolong the mission to get him to the right casino owned by the right mafia who would let you do as you needed to "in house". It just meant that you and Emon got to play your roles longer and really enjoy your "working vacation" together while you followed your target to nearly every casino on the strip.

And this casino and in particular, this mafia syndicate was very pleased to be "the house" to welcome you both and your target into. And for all the gambling the target had previously done, they were liable to siphon quite a bit of his wealth there while they had him as thier guest too.

And they were happy to comp your stay, provided you made it look like suicide. Which when whales gambled away their fortunes, was not uncommon. So they readily agreed that they would help you both finish the job quickly and so that all of you would get paid and carry on to the next one. They were happy to let you do as you pleased, and not just comped your rooms but all your food and drink and any other “needs” you had. And they offered that whatever you did in their casino, they themselves would see to it that he was disposed of “properly”. Which was wonderful because it meant less work for you and Emon to clean up after the job. They even hooked you up with side by side suites, on both sides of your target’s own suite in the casino’s hotel.

And the fact that he was using prostitutes like tissue paper, also made it too easy for you to gain access to his suite, posing as one with Emon as your “pimp”.

Within moments, the target was dead, the casino took back their money, you got the proof that he had “lost it all” at the casino and conveniently killed himself. While Emon did the same. You both got the credit and the payment and all that was left was to pack up and go back to your individual tool sheds to gain another job.

“So, back to the Red Shed- Val?” Emon asked as he watched you pack the last of your toiletries and makeup into your bags from the bathroom since he had already packed up his things and had come to your suite to make sure you made it out of there ok while the real cleaning crew cleaned up the suite next door- from your latest target and were scrubbing the room from all other evidence before the police could get there, also, conveniently, after you both would leave.

“Yup. And you’re going back to the Green one?” You returned as you were both wearing your signature pieces, you- a nice ruby set of jewelry while he wore an emerald tie bar and cufflinks since you would both be getting back to your perspective sheds directly and needed to dress accordingly.

“Yup.” He nodded.

“Have more jobs lined up?” You asked nonchalantly as you got the last things out of the bathroom and put them into your luggage that was laid out on the bed that wasn’t already packed and by the door.

“Eh, not anything concrete.” Emon shrugged as you snorted a laugh and flashed him an amused smile. Because “concrete” was one of the terms used for a kill order and it referred to the old, putting a man’s feet in cement to let him “sleep with the fishes”.

“Not, that concrete, nothing for sure or planned and set yet.” Emon clarified as he couldn’t help but smile and laugh with you as he realized what he unintentionally innuendo-ed.

“What about you?” He asked.

“The same. I have a few things ready and waiting for me when I get back, but nothing planned and set for dates or anything.” You answered as you zipped up your bags and looked at the time to mentally put yourself down on a timeline. Knowing you'd have to hurry up before you’d have to fly out of here. On the mafia’s own jet of course.

Especially since they were quite happy that they could once again, help the tools carry out their work and got their own payment for having it done “in house” and providing “extra service” for the tools themselves and very generously compensated and their PR team were already framing this as a tragic loss while the sheds and their teams of management were fixing the paperwork to undo what that bastard had tried to do and was in the middle of doing. Which didn’t take much to undo once the tool sheds got involved.

The bastard's body wasn't even cold or fully bleeding out yet and his wife was already calling in her life insurance policies and starting to collect things as his widow while the death certificate and the autopsy reports were already being written up before the local police could even be called in.

“Well, ready Darling?” He asked once he grabbed your heavier luggage while his own were in his other hands once he saw that were finished packing.

“We’re not on mission anymore Emon, we don’t have to pretend to be a pair on our honeymoon.” You reminded him.

Even though, in all honesty, you had gotten used to the term of endearment, especially when it came from him. You had almost lost count of the number of times the two of you had paired up either, intentionally or unintentionally on various jobs, just like this one.

Always going for the best- and easiest cover- newlyweds. Which for both of you was not a hard cover to sell and one you both enjoyed playing. Probably a little too much sometimes. And if there was anyone who could tempt you to go from solo to partnered or "dualed", it would be Emon.

But you couldn’t tell him or anyone else that. You were afraid of the potential pain that would come if it stopped being a charade and actually became real or if he didn't feel the same way you did. You didn't want to be branded as someone who couldn't work with someone without catching feelings. Which if such a thing wasn't saving you, was something that was more likely to kill you in this business. But so far, it had saved both of you on multiple occasions and you wanted it to stay that way.

“Yeah, hard to break out of character, especially when it was so fun to play such a role, especially with you.” Emon admitted with a suck of his teeth and a shrug as you hummed in acknowledgement and did a once over to make sure you didn’t leave anything behind so that the hotel could clean and scrub this room too to make sure no one was a “witness” or that you or Emon were ever here in the first place.

“Well I’m glad I could make the job a little easier for you to do.” You practically cooed before you let him load your bags and his own in the luggage cart that was left in the hallway for both of you as you loaded it up, your luggage with your red tags and him with his green ones before he pushed it to the elevator where the subcontractor for this "house" was waiting for you as you and Emon both handed over your room keys. And you both told him that the rooms were ready to be scrubbed and thanked him for letting you both work on this problem in this house and graciously thanked him for everything he and the rest of the syndicate had done to make your work as easy as it had been and do the clean up work too. Which they were very happy and pleased to hear and accept.

The elevator dinged and the doors slid open as Emon had you go into the elevator first and then pushed the luggage rack in before the doors closed and you both went down the lobby. Where car that was waiting for you to take you to the airport.

Emon happily paid for a bellhop to load the luggage in the trunk of the car while he, like the gentleman he was, opened the door and helped you into the car before he came around and got in on the other side in the backseat of the car. Both of you still with your most precious cargo in bags in your laps. Soon enough, the luggage was fully loaded up and the trunk got the three taps that it was all put away. Then the driver took you away from the hotel just as the cops were driving to it, after responding to the call as you and Emon shared a victorious grin. The car then took you both to the private jet the mafia arranged for you to fly back to your respective tool sheds in before your bags were put into the plane’s cargo hold while you both boarded the plane.

“So which Shed are we going to?” The pilot asked.

“The Green one is the closest.” You answered before Emon could.

“What? It is.” You pointed out when he looked disappointed.

“Ladies are supposed to be first.” Emon pointed out.

“And this jet has a bedroom for me to get my beauty sleep after we drop you off at your Shed.” You pointed out.

“Take us to the Red Shed please, Lady Valincia should be dropped off first.” Emon insisted.

“Well if he insists, fine.” You caved as the pilots nodded and set in the co-ordinates and got the plane ready for take off.

Emon and yourself sat down in the comfortable seats as the stewardess got your order for what you would want to eat or drink and then promptly served it to you.

You shared one of your last meals together with Emon as you both looked at your phones and smiled to see your accounts grow and your numbers get added and this job get added to your resumes as you answered more messages and emails for a moment while you both ate before you finished and put your phones away to at least enjoy the meal with the company you both enjoyed keeping.

“Well this was nice. I love working vacations.” You praised as you delved into the dish of dessert as Emon did the same and his smile was practically as precious as it was charming.

“It was. I wouldn’t say no to any more either. Especially if they’re with you. I thought we made a pretty good team. Again, as always and as usual.” Emon praised.

“Yeah we did.” You nodded in agreement.

“It’s nice to do professional work with equally good and well equipped professionals.” You appraised.

“That’s really high praise, especially coming from the exquisite professional that you are.” Emon returned.

“So why’d you take it in the first place? I didn’t expect you to take a bid that low, unless the ex wife was willing to cough up way more than the partner was willing to.” Emon asked.

“Eh, I always have a soft spot for the ex wife. Especially if she was his first wife, mother of his children and built a home and family with him- just for him to go through the whole - midlife crises, divorce his wife for his hot secretary who’s usually at least half his age and try to screw her out of what is rightfully hers just as he gets successful enough to do so without any backlash.” You answered with a shrug and a fond smile.

“First Wives Club?” Emon guessed before you started laughing.

“Yeah, one of my mom’s favorite movies. Still is. I mean, between Goldie Hawn, Bette Midler, Diane Keaton and the amazing Maggie Smith? And a cameo by Ivanka? What’s not to love?” You asked.

“Besides all the ‘it’s the 90’s’ references?” Emon recalled teasingly which got you to start laughing again.

“Even with all of those dated and wonderfully cliche 90’s references.” You beamed happily.

“So what about Mr. and Mrs. Smith?” Emon asked.

“As a movie? In theory or in practice?” You asked as you narrowed your eyes slightly but still smiled charmingly while you gave him an honest appraisal.

“All of it.” He decided.

“As a movie? Loved it. In theory? Yeah, it’s been done and can be successful. In practice? That I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about going from solo and occasional team player to purely dual jobs? I kind of like the freedom to choose as a solo tool and have my freedom to take or dismiss jobs as I want and independence in all respects. I like the ability to team up with anyone and everyone without anyone’s feelings getting hurt or feeling jealous. And when I do get to pull dual jobs, I know I can at least trust that whoever I team up with will have my back during the job without ever having to worry about said person stabbing me in the back either. Although, if every dual job I pull from here on out is with you, I would never complain because you’ve always proven that you’d rather take a second shot at the target if it meant covering my ass and having my back. What about you?” You asked.

“Well, I’m in agreement with a lot of that sentiment. I like the freedom to choose as a solo tool. I like the independence and flexibility. But at the same time, every job I pull with you, I’m reminded how much fun it is to work with you. Hell, just being with you period. Whether it’s working or playing the part or simply just being ourselves and chilling you know? And it’s more than just a working vacation, it really is more like a vacation than it feels like actual work. And every time I pull a dual job without you, I feel it even more poignantly." He admitted as you tilted your head and gave him a curious look becuase he had always praised how great you worked together, this was the first time he admitted that he missed not working with you before he seemed complelled to explain.

"The last dual job I pulled was with a relative newbie and it was like having a toddler strapped to my chest or keeping her on a leash. And was not worth it. It was a cool 5 mill job but I felt I was owed at least 20 just trying to teach her the ropes and wrap her in bubble wrap just because she was the granddaughter of one of the OG’s. And after that- I passed on every job that involved her and so far she’s run through the whole Shed and only the other newbies are interested in working with her because she is just so hard to teach. The whole- over achiever who ends up putting a bullseye on their own chest types. She's now known as 'Walking Bullseye' to the other tools behind her back, but because of who she is, we have to keep that to ourselves.” He confessed as you sucked in a breath through your grimaced teeth as you visibly cringed.

“Well I mean we all started somewhere.” You tried to excuse.

“Yeah but neither of us had to be spoon fed this stuff either, which is what I and all the other solo tools have had to do with Walking Bullseye. And while the first few jobs are always with a seasoned pro and part of a team and playing a small part so you don’t fuck it up. She never should have graduated from teams. Because the OG wanted her to advance before she could be fully trained on every part of the team. So now she’s in duals and I am taking anything and everything just to stay solo just so I don’t have to dual with her. Hell this job was half of my usual fee, but I was just plain desperate to get out of the Shed and away from Walking Bullseye. Hell I’ll go back to teams if I have to and I will happily go to a different Shed and take a paygrade cut, because so far, five other tools have already left to go to different tool sheds over not wanting to work with her after that first or even second or third time being bribed into working with her. So far, all of them happily took the paycut and the demotion just to get away from Walking Bullseye. So chances are, the next time you see me after this, I won’t be Green Shed anymore. Hell I’ll take to the Opal Shed if I have to.” He confessed lowly as you frowned. Because usually Emon was usually very gentle and really good at mentoring unless the person he was set to mentor was an absolute imbicile. But you knew and trusted Emon enough that you trusted his word and took it at face value because while Emon could flatter with the best of them. He didn’t mince his words when talking honestly about other tools.

But the Opal Shed was notorious for always getting hacked and the Opal Shed was usually the last shed most rusty tools could find work in if they wanted to stay in the business period.

“But when I saw you, I was more happy that I recognized you and saw that you were working and I was ready to hand over half of the payment just to work with you. Because with you- I don’t have to worry about any of that. Because you’ve proven that you’d rather cover my back and my ass and pull me out of harms way when you see things coming or going sideways that I don't see before you do. If anyone was able to pull me out when shit goes sideways- it’s usually always you. And if there was anyone that could ever tempt me to go from solo to dual- and solely dual- it would be you.” He confessed as you blinked in surprise while you felt like you melted like this chocolate currently was in your mouth.

“I almost- hate to admit it. But…likewise. I mean I don’t have a Walking Bullseye at my shed. But yeah, I worked a dual taking care of a favor for a friend. I told you about the scare I got about the 'afterbirth new baby -subcontractor' right?” You confessed before you could stop yourself as even now you were biting your lip as you considered the possibility as Emon’s eyes lit up with hope that was so beautiful.

“Yeah, that was scary for me too when you told me about it.” Emon admitted.

“And I felt bad that I couldn’t do that one with you but that was because I was with Walking Bullseye and couldn’t leave or else she’d be looking for a port to charge up a detonator.” He appraised.

“Oh God.” You guffawed as you laughed, this time in sympathy. Because at this point, the Walking Bullseye was going to get herself and every tool in the toolshed in the crossfire of a mission gone wrong much sooner than later.

“So what would you do about the Sheds?” You asked.

“I look good in red. Hell at this point, I’ll happily find a way to look good in anything other than green.” He answered.

“Well, I mean, I do have one of everything of all the sheds, so the sheds aren’t really an issue for me, I guess. It’s just the Red Shed is where my most profitable work comes from. But at the same time, the Green Shed has always been your home base too and where you pull in the most profitable jobs for yourself. And I’d hate to see either of us lose any of that. And with this line of work, it’s a hard cover to pull long term and go full Mr. and Mrs. Smith.” You admitted.

“But with the right partner, wouldn’t it be worth it?” Emon asked.

“It would.” You nodded in agreement before you decided to make a decision.

“Is this why you wanted me dropped off at the Red Shed first? To see if you could transfer sheds?” You asked.

“No, I was actually hoping that by the end of this flight, I’d have the courage to ask you to try duals with me but at either your tool Shed or any other you would prefer for just..just until we could figure out if we could make that work or not. Because I’m tired of dreaming and fantasizing about it and I don’t want to keep pretending to be what I want to be with you.” Emon admitted.

“Miss? How much time till we land?” You asked the stewardess.

“Oh, um about six hours.” She answered.

“Plenty of time. Mr. Emon and I will be needing to try to get some shut eye before we land and Mr. Emon will be getting off the plane with me and be staying with me and the Red Shed. No need to fly him back to the Green one. I’ll take care of everything once we land.” You insisted to her and before you knew it, you had grabbed his hand and pulled him out of his seat and he followed giddily as he walked with you to the back of the plane where the bedroom suite was and he barely had that door shut before you pinned him to the back of the door and kissed him- hard.

Neither of you could manage to get undressed fast enough and you didn’t care if this extremely impassioned affair was practically breaking all the furniture in the cabin of the mafia’s private jet. Hell they could bill you and you’d happily pay for the damages.

Because if you were going to go duals and go duals with Emon of all people, you needed to consummate the very real and very natural relationship- not as tools, not as assassins, but as the individual beings you were. And you had thought that you had released the pent up sexual tension over the last week several times over selling your “cover” at every casino you went to together. But it turned out that the reason it always worked was because you both wanted to make it work with the other. No matter the pay cut or grade or job or whatever. You just wanted to be together. As he did too apparently.

And the moment this plane would land, you would put in a request for him to transfer to your Shed to be your Dual Companion for future jobs. Period. Even if there was no Walking Bullseye at the Green Shed, you’d take him from the Opal Shed if you really had to. You’d take Emon any way you possibly could. And every job you had done together was always your best work, as well as his own best work too.

But all of that seemed so distant and inconsequential because he was currently pinning you up against the wall as the picture that had been behind you, fell and broke, but to feel his amazing cock pound into you was blissful as you let out a pleasured keen and a yelp when he began to drive up into you while pinning you to the wall of the jet itself and fucking you so hard, you feared he fuck you through the fusilage. ut not before you pushed yourself off the wall to pin him to the bed and rode him like the stallion he was and rode him as hard as you dared. Hell you’d buy the damn jet at this point just for sentimental reasons before he flipped you just to continue to fuck you into the oblivion you both ached for the other to fuck both of you into.

There was so much desperation, yet reverent devotion in his touches, in his kisses. There was so much need and want and desire in them too. And when he bit down on your pert nipple you hissed in pleasured pain before you bit him back in that one spot on the crux of his neck and shoulder where your previous hickey that you had left remained as his hips stuttered. Then you moved your mouth up to bite down on his ear lobe as your eyeteeth touched through the piercings he could wear in them as he groaned your name and slapped your ass harder than he usually did. Which made you gasp then moan again before he did it again, and did so- so hard, his handprint bloomed in red on your skin.

But if you set the tone for wanting and needing a rougher, but more impassioned sexual intercorse, he was happy to deliver whatever you wanted before he stuck his fingers in your mouth as you were happy to playfully bite them before licking them so he could rub your clit that was already practically throbbing and responded to his rougher touch more than you thought it would as your fingers raked up his back to scratch it while your back arched up off the bed.

You didn’t let just anyone sex you this roughly, only because Emon was the only one you trusted to do so right and use the perfect balance of care and aggressive need as he fucked the stars into your eyes.

And five and a half hours later, you were trying to fix what you could and redress in what you had been wearing and made sure that both of you had the jewelry that belonged to both of you as you had fucked in every way you wanted and needed and could in such a gloriously long time frame as he finally confessed how long it had been since he knew he had fallen for you and loved you- unconditionally but was trying so hard to 'play it cool' and not 'fuck up something great' and go too far out on a limb with you. But all you could do was assure him and reassure him that you obviously returned the very genuine feelings and that you were happy with your choice. and would make it as many times as you needed to. Sheds or no. Besides, technically both of you could retire tonight if you really wanted to but you were confident that you didn't need to, that you'd find a way to make this work, one way or another.

Then you both tried to offer to pay for the damages done to the bedroom of the plane and that the damages done only because the two of you had ripped through that room like a fucking tornado and the room looked like either you fought to the death, but instead had practically fucked each other’s brains out. And you had fucked on every surface in that room. But you finally felt that any sexual tension that had ever been felt, finally got fully unleashed.

You walked each other back into The Red Shed to meet with the Shed Owner and their management team as you insisted that you wanted to move into duals and work exclusively in duals with Emon and put in for Emon to transfer here to this Shed. And thankfully the management understood that this was probably bound to happen. Especially since that last mission was the official 30th job you two did together. While most dual relationships usually came together once they did between 15-20 jobs together before they decided to go dual. But usually the more jobs they had under their belt together before the couple went dual, the much more likely the duality would be a success. So you were both very happy and relieved to get the “green light” so to speak and get the Shed’s stamp of approval and support as Emon’s things were arranged to be brought here. As you knew exactly what matching ruby jewelry you'd be getting him so that the two of you would always look like a proper pair when you came back in to work again.

And since the request for his moving to be your dual job partner had come from you, the Green Shed was happy to oblige, provided the Red Shed sent a tool or two the Green Shed’s way at the Red Shed’s earliest convenience. Which the Red Shed management said that they would go through their tools and see which ones could use the experience working with the other sheds and get back with them with a list to of potential candidates when they got back in touch.

And so with that done and over with, all that needed to happen was for him to actually move into your residence and for you to adopt the same “work schedule”. And thankfully, he still had his luggage with him as he happily changed out the green luggage tags for red ones as well as the key card that would give him access to The Red Shed while the rest of his transfer was completed.

Emon also agreed that everything he had agreed to before the last mission, he would still carry out, but simply with you as his partner, as you agreed to do the same- which his clients as well as yours were happy to accept because with Emon vouching for you as well as you vouching for him along with your own Shed, they were happy to have two exquisite professionals “fix” the problem and do so successfully, cleanly and quickly.

#Kinktober #Kinktober 2022 #Kinktober Day 21 #This was so fun to write.

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Menemui generasi si Boy

Pemutaran film Catatan Si Boy II meledak. Siaran Radio Prambors mencapai sukses, di antaranya Catatan Si Boy yang difilmkan. Pendirian dan perkembangan Prambors. Peranan Si Boy diidamkan kaum remaja.

Dia tampan. Dia jantan. Dia sopan. Dia beriman. Dia hartawan. Dia diperebutkan. Dia menawan. Dia idaman. Waduh, panjang sekali, tapi begitulah si Boy pahlawan dalam film Catatan Si Boy, hasil duet Marwan Alkatiri dan Nasri Cheppy. Film ini meledak dan Boy jadi idola.

Menurut catatan PT Bola Dunia Film, pemilik Catatan Si Boy, film Catatan Si Boy I yang diproduksi pada tahun 1987 menelan sekitar 400 ribu penonton di Jakarta. Cabo II diperkirakan lebih unggul. Sampai saat catatan ini diturunkan, film bernilai hampir 400 juta itu telah menjerat 100 ribu penonton di Jakarta--400 ribu untuk seluruh Indonesia. Menyaingi Saur Sepuh yang mencatat 575 ribu penonton sampai September lalu.

"Film ini kemungkinan besar menjadi box office," kata M. John Tasmadi, Ketua Umum Pantap FFI. Pada malam terakhir di bioskop Studio 21, Jakarta, 7 Desember, film Cabo II memang hanya mencatat kurang dari 40 orang penonton.

Tetapi Minggu sore tanggal 4 Desember, di bioskop kelas satu yang lain, Kartika Chandra, terlihat antrean ular panjang. Para pemuda berdandan keren, dengan mobil mentereng, nyaris tak tertampung di pelataran parkir. Dengan bernafsu, mereka menanti pertemuannya yang kedua—bahkan ada yang ketiga—dengan si Boy.

Budiati Abiyoga, produser film PT Parsidi Teta Film, sampai heran. Ia mengaku kepada Budiono Darsono dari Tempo, anak-anaknya sampai tiga kali nonton Cabo II. Padahal, mereka terhitung punya selera dan mengakui film itu tidak bermutu. "Bagi anak muda, menonton Cabo II dianggap mengendurkan saraf," kata Budiati. "Ya, sekadar rame-rame mengikuti trend."

Di Bandung, sejak pertengahan bulan sampai laporan ini diturunkan, bioskop terus kebanjiran pemburu si Boy. Tak hanya remaja, seluruh keluarga datang. Apakah mereka datang karena kebetulan Vera, pacar si Boy dalam film itu orang Sunda, sehingga kata-kata seperti kumaha damang, aya naon masuk dalam dialog?

"Saya senang dengan film ini karena mampu menghibur. Nggak perlu mikir, dan lucu," kata Ny. Dody, 34 tahun, kepada Gatot Triyanto dari Tempo. Lain lagi komentar Pak Rahmat, 48 tahun, yang berkata terus terang: "Saya senang karena Meriam Bellina nampak seksi sekali. Permainannya menggairahkan dan orangnya energetik."

Djoefri Palurang, ketua Perfin (Peredaran Film Indonesia) Cabang Jatim memberi kabar dari Surabaya, Cabo II adalah film remaja paling laris tahun 1988. Di jajaran bioskop kelas A2 (harga karcis Rp 4 ribu-Rp 5 ribu) film ini bertahan dua minggu. Ketika memasuki jajaran A1 peminatnya juga menggebu.

"Habis, bintangnya keren gitu, sih," kata Armita, 17 tahun, kepada Zed Abidien dari Tempo. Ia dan teman-temannya mengaku sudah tiga kali nonton si Boy. Mengapa? "Di situ Boy kan berperan alim," kata Armita, yang agaknya bosan melihat film-film remaha selama ini pacaran melulu.

Sementara itu, di Semarang, diputar serentak di lima bioskop. Cabo II sakti. Bahkan Plaza Studio 2—berkapasitas 200 kursi—yang jarang menyentuh film nasional, ikut terlibat. "Belum pernah gedung Plaza sampai beberapa hari penuh seperti ini," kata penjaga loket kepada wartawan Tempo Nanik Ismiani.

Sore hari penotonnya remaja, tapi kalau sudah malam bapak dan ibu pun ikut penasaran. Banyak yang terpaksa pesan tiket lebih dulu. Apakah semua ini karena di radio Chandra Taruna antara bulan Juli dan September lalu dibawakan cerita bersambung Catatan Si Boy?

"Adik-adik saya mengagumi tokoh si Boy," kata Permatadewi, seorang mahsiswa Undip. "Ibu saya sampai bilang, kalau punya mantu, pingin seperti di Boy, tambah Permatadewi sambil tersenyum. Ia sampai kehabisan karcis dua hari berturut-turut. Hari ketiga ia nekat pesan, itu pun pakai antre beberapa jam sebelumnya.

Sebenarnya, bukan hanya Boy yang jadi jimat film itu. Didi Petet, yang memerankan si banci Emon, juga memiliki daya tarik tersendiri. Lagak lagunya yang konyol memang menggelitik. "Terus terang, gue nonton Cabo karena ada si Emon," ucap Yanti, yang menonton Cabo II di bioskop Kartika Chandra. "Habis, dia itu konyol, sih," tambah cewek manis ini sambil tertawa ngakak.

Lain lagi kata temannya. "Semula gue nggak tertarik. Tapi setelah nonton, eh, lucu juga," kata Yayan. "Pokoknya gue nanti punya cowok, pinginnya kayak Boy. Gue demen pribadinya. Pokoknya, dia itu idola gue, deh," ujar Erina Elisawati, 13 tahun. Pelajar Kelas 1 SMP Al Azhar yang tinggal di kawasan elite Pondok Indah, Jakarta ini tak cukup hanya nonton satu kali. Ia menonton tiga kali berturut-turut.

Bermobil Baby Benz, si Boy memang pantas digandrungi. Ia tak jijik memungut anak kucing belepotan lumpur. Sembahyang khusyuk, ketika telepon berbunyi dari fans cewek. Menjotos roboh pemuda-pemuda berandalan yang mengganggu kekasih adiknya. Memenangkan reli mobil. Bergoyang di disko, tapi sopan santun terhadap wanita.

Cinta tidak dikotori seks

Boy ini bagai "anak dewa" di belantara Ibu Kota. Ia menampilkan sebuah jendela emas buat orang kaya. Cerita manis, yang tak peduli konteks sosial. Walhasil sebuah nyamikan yang segar, lancar, sedikit nyentil dan lucu, khas untuk masyarakat kota sumpek: Jakarta.

Dimulai dengan kedatangan Vera (Meriam Bellina) bekas kekasih Boy (Onky Alexander), bersama rekannya Priska (Venna Melinda) dari Los Angeles. Tak tersangka berkat gosokan Emon (Didi Petet) kemudian Priska akrab dengan Boy.

Sementara itu, Boy pun diam-diam kembali ke cinta Vera. Dalam sebuah reli mobil yang dimenangkan Boy dan Emon, Vera mulai mencium hubungan segi tiga itu. Ketika Vera memergoki Boy dan Priska ajojing, ia meledak bak mercon, nyaris menggilas Boy dengan mobil. Toh akhirnya Vera-Boy bertaut kembali, setelah Priska bicara dari hati ke hati. Sutradara menutup filmnya dengan adegan ciuman di dalam air.

Bagaimana menyuguhkan cerita gombal itu menjadi tontonan yang menarik, bisa diusut dari skenarionya (Marwan Alkatiri) yang dinamis, lalu penuangannya yang berselera. Cheppy, sutradara dan juga terlibat dalam penulisan skenario, ternyata terampil dan fasih. Onky, yang kentara belum bisa bermain, dituntunnya sehingga selamat.

Cheppy tepat memilih peran-peran pendukung, penata musik, dan penata artistik. Ia menciptakan gambar yang berhasil menghadirkan citra orang kaya. Dengan latar belakang sebagai pemain Teater Kecil dan sutradara teater dalam Festival Teater Remaja, ia melahirkan film manis yang tak ada isinya, namun memiliki tempat tersendiri.

Di sana-sini kita sempat mengurut dada mendengar percakapan para remaja yang terasa enteng dan kampungan itu, padahal mereka mahasiswa. tetapi inilah satu jenis lain dari anak orang kaya. Meskipun suka pacaran, Boy digambarkan santun dan taat sembahyang.

Peranan Didi Petet sebagai gelandang, yang keluar masuk adegan sebagai bencong, adalah kunci lain. Aktor panggung lulusan IKJ ini bermain dengan otak jernih. Ia cermat memperhitungkan perkembangan penampilannya dari adegan ke adegan lain. Kontrolnya baik sekali. Guruh Sukarnoputra memperkirakan orang menonton Cabo II, pertama karena ingin melihat Didi Petet. Setelah itu, baru pameran kekayaan dan kecantikan

"Bagi anak mufa yang suka ngeceng, film ini merupakan bagian dari mereka. Tapi bagi remaja di daerah, ini merupakan bagian yang diingini dan diimpikan," kata Guruh. "Daya pikatnya antara lain pada ritme itu, yang membuat kita hanyu," kata Teguh Karya pada Ahmadie Thaha dari Tempo.

Daya tarik Cabo II yang lain mungkin pada pemakaian idiom remaja, seperti kata rumpi, sebutan bagi yang demen gosip, atau sosot buat pacaran. "Anak-anak sekarang males nonton film Indonesia, yang kebanyakan menggunakan dialog-dialog yang kaku. Mereka pingin yang sudah akrab di telinga mereka," ujar Onky Alexander, si Boy.

Kita lupakan saja isi Cabo II ini. Tetapi lihat—seperti kesaksian Marwan Alkatiri—banyak anak muda keren-keren sekarang ikut salat Jumat dan mencantelkan tasbih di kaca spion mobilnya, seperti si Boy! Jiwamu bersih, pikiran jernih... Boy... Boy... Boy...

*Putu Wijaya dan Yusroni Henridewanto

Sumber: Majalah Tempo, edisi Sabtu, 17 Desember 1988

#film #catatan si boy #Prambors #sandiwara radio #Onky Alexander #Meriam Bellina #Didi Petet #Nasri Cheppy #Marwan Alkatiri #Majalah Tempo #Cabo II #bioskop

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