#Also that ending holy shit cannot wait for act 3

[mossyflowers]

Jesus christ that second Gabriel fight

[the-banana-0verlord]

hello! I saw that you opened requests ^^ if that's okay with you, I'd like to order some funny hdcns for the dorm leaders (if you want all except idia and kalim, since there are a lot of them) when mc decides to dress up as a bat for halloween because he thinks that that's cool and it means getting noticed ✨ but it ends up looking more funny than scary, even so, mc is proud of her costume and will spend her time proudly modeling everywhere because in her mind she still thinks she looks cool~ despite the laughs hehe thanks <3

Thank you for the request! The dorm leaders are probably going to be the exception to the 5 characters max rule.

How the dorm leaders would react to a reader who dresses up as bat for Halloween but it ends up more cute/funny than scary.

Notes: gn reader, reader gets low-key bullied lol.

🥀🥀🥀

Riddle Rosehearts

🥀Doesn't hesitate to tell you your costume isn't scary when you try to startle him by jumping in front of him in the doorway when he was passing.

🥀This boy cannot read a room because he was sheltered his whole life.

🥀When he realises your feelings are hurt, he tries to make it up to you by helping you make it even more scarier.

🥀It's fruitless, but you have so much fun you don't mind.

🦁🦁🦁

Leona Kingscholar

🦁Your pout is cute, and he's not one to pass the chance to tease you.

🦁You would look cuter in a lion costume but that's just his opinion...

🦁Actually, now that he thinks about it, you look like one of those Diasomnia scums.

🦁Yeah his smuginess is tainted.

🦁If you wear little cat ears maybe he'll forgive you~

🐙🐙🐙

Azul Ashengrotto

🐙Acts cool but inside he's completely melting.

🐙Holy shit you're cute Holy shit you're cute Holy shit you're cute Holy shit you're-

🐙Honestly, you should monetize your cuteness.

🐙Wait it's supposed to be scary? Honey, he deals daily with the Twins. You've got nothing on him.

🐙But he can play along if you give him something in return~

☀☀☀

Kalim Al-Asim

☀Immediately squeals and jumps high and down about how cute you are.

☀He stops when he sees your pout.

☀After you explain everything to him, he starts screaming in what's supposed to be fear, but he stills has his bubbly smile and demeanor.

☀So yeah, you're not convinced at all.

☀Jamil, however, runs into the room panicked. When he arrives he's not very happy and asks if you got your costume from the dollar store.

💅💅💅

Vil Schoenheit

💅He recognises the efforts you put in your costume, but he simply cannot let you walk around in that ridiculous thing.

💅Still, you refuse to get it off. You made it yourself, you're keeping it on.

💅Since you're the only person who's more stubborn than him, he gives up eventually.

💅At least put some accessory to lessen this fashion atrocity!

🎮🎮🎮

Idia Shroud

🎮OMG you look like a cute anime character!!!!

🎮Now he just needs you on a body pillow.

🎮Actually, strike the pose, he IS putting you on a body pillow.

🎮That is if he has the courage to ask you. Because right now, his hair is bright pink and he isn't able to utter a word.

🐉🐉🐉

Malleus Draconia

🐉It's funny how you thought you could scare him, fufufu~

🐉But he'll let it slide since you're so cute.

🐉Others would also find you cute, but Malleus's stance beside you is enough to make them cower.

🐉He absolutely knows this, but he lets you live in the blissful impression of having a scary costume.

🐉Also god forbid someone tells you about it.

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Hope you enjoyed it!

Have a good day/night!

[number1rizgukgakstan]

FHJY EPISODE 17 LIVEBLOG

Spoilers under the cut

Adaine trying to relax for her friends is so sweet I love her so much

ANKARNA FACE REVEAL??? ANKARNA FACE REVEAL!!!

Fig wrote a song so banging she managed to reach out to and touch her God. I love her so much.

The way she's trying to reach out to Ankarna is so sweet to her. The fact they're bonding over their girlfriends being out of town is insane.

"You have always known" GOES SO FUCKING HARD. BRENNAN LEE MULLIGAN YOU HAVE DONE IT AGAIN!

What Fig does to Ruben is lowkey wild when you think about it. What are you doing to that poor guy. What did he do to deserve this.

BRITISH KRISTEN FUCKING GOT ME AGAIN holy shit. K2 you are in my head what is up with you???

WHY IS EVERYONE HELPING HER DO THIS? They're all absolutely deranged I love it.

EMILY AXFORD'S LUCK IS FUCKING WILD. I LOVE IT.

This whole scene is so crazy what the hell is happening

Jawbone is so fucking sweet I love that man so much. He's so great. I love how much Kristen is concerned for him and how close they are. Jawbone's amazing <3

Murph's face while Kristen talks to Bobby Dawn is SO FUNNY. They're great.

Brennan Lee Mulligan how dare you make me cry about Bucky Applebees right now.

AYDA LEFT FIG A TON OF ANCIENT MUSICS I'M CRYING SO HARD. INCREDIBLY SICK BASS FROM YOUR GIRLFRIEND MY BELOVED

Fig talking about her future made me so happy,,, the kids are alright.

DID AYDA LEAVE HER A METEOR SHOWER??? OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD HOLY FUCKING SHIT I LOVE LOVE. BRENNAN LEE MULLIGAN I OWE YOU MY LIFE. I have NEVER in my ENTIRE LIFE HEARD ANYTHING AS ROMANTIC AS THAT MESSAGE. I AM OVERWHELMED WITH EMOTION. And the ending was just fucking great. "You are not going to believe how much my dad spent on this jet ski" absolute peak comedy.

The foreshadowing of Fig leaving the group is a little sad, but like. You know what? Fig's great. And wherever she goes I know the Bad Kids have her back :)

SHE WRITES AYDA A LETTER [sobs] These two ARE true love!

"A DOG RIDING A HORSE, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?" destroyed me.

PORTER IS EVIL!!! FIG IS VINDICATED!!!!!! FUCK YEAHHHH!

Ankarna and Cassandra's fascinating relationship will haunt me forever. And the fact that Ankarna fell before Cassandra also haunts me. holy hell

AHHHH THEY WANT TO KILL ANKARNA :(

FUCK. YES! Is coming back to fucking bite the party in the ass. Kristen Applebees you have to pull a nat 20 out of your fucking ass

Kristen's bid for president being the key to stopping the big bad evil guy is absurd to me. I love her so much

I love Emily Axford so much. She always swings to the fucking fences with her acting and I love her so much.

GOD I LOVE PORTER he's so fucking evil he's great.

Riz is so smart and Murph's luck has been INSANE. That whole scene had me WRACKED with emotion. His insane spy shit fucks so hard this is so cool.

"AYDA, AYDA MARRY YOU" FUCKING. I LOVE HER SO MUCH

BOBBY DAWN IS IN ON IT, FUCK YEAH

HOLY SHIT. HOLY SHIT! GOD OF WAR ANKARNA??? INSANE

BAKLAVA IS REAL??? BAKLAVA IS REAL!!!!!

PORTER WANTS TO BECOME GOD??? DUDE. THE FUCKING HUBRIS.

The final battle's going to be at Fabian's party isn't it??? I'm so excited

This group has such good chemistry and they're such good friends and I love them SO MUCH

Riz's ability to case a fucking joint is ABSURD. This man is BUILT for this shit and it's great to see him do the shit he's best at.

The RatGrinder's Plan as its laid out now is so scary, and I CANNOT WAIT to see how this all plays out. Aguefort picked the WORST time to go on fucking vacation.

FUCK SHE WROTE PORTER'S NAME ON THE TEACHER EVALUATION. FiG NOOOOO

THEY HAVE TO KILL THOSE FUCKERS. Maybe the RG's just need therapy but you just need to KILL THOSE FUCKING TEACHERS.

"WAIT, NON-STUDENTS CAN'T VOTE?" KRISTENNNNNNN

Fried Rice Dimension in the Garage, losing it.

"this is too easy" god Murph you're so right this is too fucking easy

FUCK THEY PUT THE CLOUDRIDER IN FABIAN'S FUCKING HOUSE.

THE BEER PONG GAME WAS A RITUAL? FUCK! OISIIN GOD DAMN IT I WANTED TO ROOT FOR YOUUUUUU

"Oh, My Mom's Gonna Kill Me" FABIAAAAAAAN THATS SO FUNNY.

[sporesgalaxy]

Real curious about trigun but I got three questions:

1) what's up with the Christian vibes?

2)the blond guys (plants???) have trans vibes, actual coding or just an accident? (fine either way just curious)

3) what's the plot? Space cowboys?

Anyways Millie is cool, (I once mistook the girl typically next to her for that guy from genshin impact)

1) Christian vibes are why I want to lock myself in a room for a month and emerge with a 3 hour video essay about Trigun very very badly right now.

Trigun spends a lot of time exploring Forgiveness, Mercy, and Redemption, which are famously also the themes of Jesus' wacky adventures in the New Testament.

But. You know how in the old testament there was like a bunch of Divine Wrath and stuff? And it feels really incongruent with the forgiveness in the New Testament sometimes. And also for many centuries Christians have cited God's divine acts of wrath as justification for incredible acts of cruelty against their fellow man? You know how that history of cruelty and punishment is, at this point, just as synonymous with Christianity as the Jesus Forgiveness stuff?

Well Trigun is about how the Jesus Forgiveness stuff is better. Not because Jesus said so but because of the enormous OBSERVABLE positive impact that forgiveness and redemption can have. Positive impact that wrath and retribution rob all parties involved of the chance to witness.

Trigun tells a story which demonstrates this in largely secular situations but underscores both the forgiveness and the wrath with divine imagery. And since both the forgiveness and the wrath are equally visually tied to the divine, symbols of divinity cannot be considered synonymous with perfection, unerring judgement, nor inherent rightness or goodness. Divinity becomes simply a symbol of power, and power is a double-edged sword as well. The power to do good is also the power to cause massive harm, and in many cases people will treat power pessimistically out of an understandable will for self-preservation.

But power is neither inherently good nor bad-- power ultimately reflects the flawed and fallible person weilding it. I could go on but this is really long so I'll stop lol :)

WAIT. Divinity = Power, Angels are the symbol of Divinity, Angels are messengers of God, Communication and connecting with others is emphasized, Communication = Power = Divinity ok I'll stop for real tee hee

2) I don't know if the trans coding was intentional, but HOLY SHIT is it THERE.

Most blatantly, Vash and Knives are Plants, and every other Plant we see is referred to as a woman/has female secondary sex characteristics.

Also Plants visually resemble angels, and it's common belief angels do not have gender like humans do since they are pure and holy beings. I couldn't quickly find a source for that, but I know that Alchemy has some emphasis on hermaphroditism as, like, the holier form. So I guess by that logic you could also say they're intersex but I'm veering off topic.

Thirdly in the 1998 anime they gave the child versions of Vash and Knives long hair that ended up being cut off in ways that symbolized important developments in their identities. Knives example is what I have on hand lol. It just smacks of transgenderism.

3) DEEP SPACE PLANET FUTURE GUN ACTION!!!!

Wacky space cowboy Vash the Stampede roams the space desert planet where humans are barely hanging onto survival using the tech of their spacefaring ancestors! He can shoot with perfect accuracy, and is wanted for DESTROYING AN ENTIRE CITY, but is a staunch pacifist?! How odd!

What's Vash's deal? What happened that made humans unable to go back to space? Why'd they land on this desert planet that sucks to live on? Learn this and much more in TRIGUN!

[deanismysavior]

Oh holy shit okay so y'all know I've been working on a theory tying Stranger Things to Plato's Allegory of the Cave, and I will cover full detail on that, but I couldn't wait to post about this because it's too much.

Now if you don't know about Plato's Allegory of the Cave, it essentially explains that people trapped in the Cave have an altered perception of truth, as they are tied down and their reality is being manipulated, and only once you're able to leave the Cave and step into the light can you reach knowledge, enlightenment, and truth.

So in Hopper's Letter at the end of season 3, we get his referring to living his life without love and understanding as a "cave" he couldn't get out of, and we get these lines where Hopper says he's been feeling "distant from you," which refers to El here, but cuts in between scenes of Mike looking devastasted watching the Byers leave and Will crying in the car.

We get this really great parallel narratively in this scene where Mike is sitting in Will's bedroom as he's apologizing. He says that he feels like he "Lost" Will. Meaning that Mike felt as though he was in the Cave in Hawkins without Will.

Similarly, in the van scene, we see Will saying that he felt so "Lost without [Mike]." Even though he uses El as a veil here, we're meant to understand this is about him. So Will also feels as though he's been stuck in the Cave without Mike.

Both Mike and Will are each other's way out of that Cave. They view the other as their guiding light, and this is going to be so important for next season because if we understand the Upside Down to be one of the many Caves present in Stranger Things, as an alteration and distortion of truth, then this means that one needs a guide out of that distortion.

We see during Mike's monologue confession scene that El is struggling to fight against Vecna. Will tells Mike that he needs to spur her to fight with his words, because Will believes that the love between Mike and El is genuine and that Mike's words will be able to break through the influence of the Cave on El, but we know that Mike's words don't actually work until Mike starts telling El to fight, which is after she sees Max in danger. From El's memory montages of Max, we are meant to understand that Max was El's guide out of the Cave, and not Mike, because Max reminded El of who she actually is as a person while Mike's words no longer reflected how El views herself. Mike's view of El here is part of the distortion, and therefore cannot act as a guide out of the Upside Down, because Mike is not expressing his truth in that monologue.

So when we get to this scene in Hopper's cabin at the end of s4 and Will and Mike are on the couch, Will bathed in light and Mike shadowed in darkness, this not only reveals to us the truth that it is Will's feelings for Mike that will spur Mike, but that Will will lead Mike out of the Cave and into his truth.

Also shoutout to this tweet to helping me form this take:

[unsleepingtales]

Burrows end ep 4! It’s an insane week but I love this season so much so we press on <3

I love this bit

Ooooh people’s makeup is so nice

The desperate need to rationalize the unknowable hits so hard

Tula <3

Family!!

Looney toons ass bullshit

Erika always goes so hard with their look

I cannot wait to see art of Jaysohn floating

Don’t get what doors are, but I do get adhd. Hard same.

The SNARK

Oh I feel like something’s about to go wrong

Holy SHIT

Aabria you’re so smart

Chill vibes :) we’re just looking around :)

Mammalian grooming time once again

Pleasantly menacing is such a good way to describe that

Pour a couple out for Jaysohn

The sisters have the best tired mom vibes

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Like the noise Murph was making during Rosamund’s intro level eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Holdup what the fuck

What

Okay but how does the lightning not spook the animal

Yayyyyyy Jasper

Everyone is so happy for him it’s so sweet

Electric BLUEgaloo

😏 ey

New npcs alright fun

Where are Olliver and Teedles rn

Last Bast ok

I LOVE them

Infected with whattttt

Love the spark notes of the first four episodes

Children are just like this yeah

Especially when a slightly older person is perceived as cool this is what kids do.

“Look at how kind people who have everything are” but it’s not a pleasant thought. People who are not hungry are acting like they’re not hungry. God it’s about class divisions right now. I love when Dimension20 is about class division

Take your shot baby!

The gore of this season is wild I was not prepared

Ohh the analogies

Minus FOUR

Magic? Oh?

Erikaaaa

Oh they fully are breeding things that’s wild

Introducing the concept of handshakes!

Hmm. Interesting.

I love the physicality of dnd rp. Like yes we’re around a table but also we’re hugging

Tula and thorn friendly moment! Yay!

EYYYYYY

Fuck yeah babe

They want friends so badly

😏 ok ava

DOME

A bunch of stoats drove humans out of a building that’s fucking wild

CLOTHES

ANOTHER PUPPET SHOW

Oh that’s HORRIFYING

Oooooooooooof

Aabria Iyengar everybody!!!

Oh okay that’s creepy

[evelili]

OKAY SO I JUST FINISHED ACT 3 AND HOLY SHIT I HAVE SO MANY FEELINGS AND THOUGHTS AND WORDS FAIL ME BECAUSE HOT DAMN MY BRAIN THINKS FASTER THAN IT CAN COMPREHEND A LOT OF THE TIME SO I'LL TRY MY BEST TO GET ALL MY THOUGHTS OUT. Fair warning, this might be very, very long. So for starters, the way Chapter 11 Started with memories which, at first didn't make it obvious we were seeing Sunset's Memories was done absolutely fantastically. Like, it was a wonderful build up cause at first I didn't even question it, but then the moment she broke in I realized it couldn't have been Twilight's, and then as the chapter progressed it was more and more clear and it was so wonderfully executed and knowing my guess was right as I read got me so pumped up to see where everything went. AND THEN WITH THE REVEAL OF CELESTIA REMOVING TWILIGHT'S MEMORIES OF ████ WAS SO WELL HANDLED! Like, I thought it was ████ at first, but then my own paranoia had me second guessing but then I was right and it was incredible and I was so curious to see what happened to her. AND THEN CHAPTER 12 INSTANTLY EXPLAINING IT AND GOING INTO DETAIL OF WHAT HAPPENED TO HER BROKE MY HEART! And just knowing that ████ is still gone (I have yet to finish the Epilogue so I dunno if that changes) hurts still! BUT THE WHOLE BUILD UP TO EVERYONE BECOMING FRIENDS AND USING HARMONY TO SAVE SUNSET AND THE WHOLE THING AND SORRY THE EXCITEMENT IS STILL RUSHING THROUGH ME!! Honest to god this has been such a wonderful thing to read, and apologies I cannot comprehend coherent words at the moment. But all and all, The Twilight Effect has been one of my favourite reads ever, and I look forward to giving you my (hopefully coherent) full thoughts after the epilogue!

so i may or may not have gone overboard and drawn smth for this that deserves to get its own post, pls look forward to that lol

also i guess this is spoilers? idc at this point, ill spoil the whole fic if it gets ppl interested in reading it lollll i wish tumblr had a spoiler filter like twt or smth, oh well

but yeh!! c11 is i think my fav chapter in the whole fic, i loveeee playing with concepts u can only do w the written word (kinda like pinkies chapter in a way) and its so fun to “plot twist” in a way that readers slowly figure whats happening before the characters do, so it’s like holding your breath waiting for them to finally figure it out xd

and c12 was the “big reveal”, which im still super happy how it turned out! i got to play w diff mediums for storytelling a bit w “whitespace” (technically black lol) and using a comic instead of written word, which was a lot of fun :D figuring out exactly what happened in the past between celestia, twi, nd Someone was always going to b the “climax” of c12, and it was such a relief to finally get there in the end, as well as figure out a way to “show, not tell” the whole thing to still make it interesting

im so glad it was an impactful finale! and ofc, thank u so much for reading and all ur lovely comments, i still have ur epilogue comment in my box that ill save to answer this weekend haha dw, im saving it close to my heart for now!

[thejediexile]

Im just gonna make a bg3 hot takes post

First off i do think this is a good game, and with one really stupid exception i really like the role-playing aspect of the game.

Im playing on steam deck so if these arent a problem on pc...we should yell at larian to change it.

1) roleplaying problem, why in the fuck can i not see my characters stats when selecting skill options in dialog?????

2) why is the placement of fast travel points really poorly thought out? Like 2 are basically next to each other but the closest one to the first town requires waiting for a gate (loading screen?) And they just arbitrarily placed it seems?

3) why do i need to go back to camp and talk to 2 different ppl and wait for the game to reload their experience and lvls in order to swap out party members? And this seems to be the only way to?

4) larian doesn't understand how to do inventory systems, its cluttered and messy

5) the traps!!! Seeing traps is random, not seeming to be used like passive perception on the tabletop. And then when you do see it, since you cannot pause the game for any fucking reason, the party might just step on it anyway cuz fuck yourself. Then it costs resources to disarm and doesnt give you anything. Also you cant active search for traps... idk how this got past the design stage.

6) lurking on reddit and forums it seems like playing the combat like a dnd game is really hard, but the game is braindead easy if you DOS2 cheese it. Personally i think thats kinda terrible, but not to the dos2 lvls that made me quit the game yet. At least combat is fun when it feels like the game is being fair.

7) like all games enemy ai is terrible. Enemies will suicide themselves, running across the whole battlefield, to hit your weakest guy because fuck you. Even on normal they do this, when hard mode was supposed to change their ai to this so who knows.

8) let me customize controls or ui while controller is enabled wtf

9) personal thing but i dont like the area design, in that the giant act 1 map is needlessly large and load times would probably be better if it was split up into smaller, more cohesive zones. I dont think the current way of doing it adds to a "grand feel" and just has more downtime when backtracking trying to get like 30 more xp to lvl up to be able to fight a boss without cheeseing the shit out of it.

10) attacks of opportunity, LOS changes, and general clarity in combat need to be improved. Like there is a reaction system, pause the game and let me know when ill get attacked for moving because its a bit inconsistent, and holy fuck there has to be a popup if you end turn without doing anything cuz of a misclick. If that shitty mafia xcom knockoff i played 10 years ago can do line of sight notifications on movement well AAA games have no excuse.

[eclipshift]

Thoughts about Hamilton Hamburg (in no specific order)

Alright bitches, bros, and non-binary hoes

I saw Hamilton in Hamburg and I have SO MANY THOUGHTS

First of all if you aren’t aware, The Hamburg performance is in German, and the show opened this Thursday (the first week of October)

my German level is very low… so if you’ve seen it or have thoughts about the lyrics I want to HEAR

But there were some things that I noticed with this cast that have me vibrating at a frequency that could shatter glass:

First off the cast was incredible and now I need a cast recording or I will explode I need it NOW they are my new favorite cast I’m screaming and crying and throwing up

Hamiltons actor (Benet) is very goofy and young and makes for a GREAT act 1 Hamilton. (Act 2 as well, but his personality, look, and voice were particularly amazing for younger Alex)

He was also very sweet, I told him I was from the US and he got super excited, even asked ME for a picture on HIS phone before proceeding to introduce me to Lafayette/Jefferson’s actor and telling him I’m American

Laf/Jefferson's actor was also very enthusiastic and wanted to give me a hug :3

Lyrical stuff

Put a pencil to his brain, connected it to his heart

fucking lyrical genius

"Talk less, smile more" stayed in english :3

Instead of "you can't be serious" when Burr says "talk less, smile more", Ham say "in german please?" because it was in english

heehee fnunny

"And if you don't know, now you know, Mr. President"

"George Washington's going home" was kept in English. very special.

SOUTHERN MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS was kept in enlgihs

Literally just Hercules Mulligan

HERCULES MULLIGAN’S ACTOR WAS FUCKING BATSHIT AND NOW I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT THINKING ABOUT HIM 24/7 AHHH

Farmer refuted???? My dog speaks more eloquently than thee??? THE MAN FUCJIGN BARKED

like full on bark bark grrr

Mans was off the shits

Also he had a tendency to stare wide-eyed at others and at the audience and it was very unsettling and very in-character and now that is just how I expect Hercules Mulligan to be

the switch to Madison was silly goofy because He went from crazy tailor to Quiet Sick Man and my brain could not comprehend why he was suddenly Normal™ and not barking at me

Hamilsquad

Just generally the Alex/John/Laf/Herc group had GREAT chemistry and it was very evident in their performance

Laurens did a lil "got your nose" thing with Ham in story of tonight

Story of tonight reprise I DIDNT NOTICE THAT HERC HAD A FLASK INSTEAD OF A CHAMPAGNE FLUTE LIKE THE REST OF THEM

Laf/Jefferson

I can't pick up on accents in german but my expert sources (german friend) told me that Laf indeed spoke with a french accent

"UH, FRANCE"

he was so bouncy and sassy he could have done a bend and snap and I would agree

The girls <3

ANGELICA

FUCKING POWERHOUSE

Opted up at the end of satisfied, I nearly fell out of my seat and died

Eliza has a very gentle voice and it goes very well with the Angelica.

Peggyyyyy was so prettyyyyyyyyy

she had pigtailsssss

very sassy gurl

also her wig for Maria? I need it in the Louvre it was so nice

BURR

Mamma mia

He had a voice

so good so nice

OPTED UP AT THE END OF WAIT FOR IT, I nearly fell out of my seat Pt. 2

Dear theodosia orz

My mother cried

so good, very genuine

Washingturnt

my father had very high expectations because he loves Tamar Greene with a burning passion

his expectations were exceeded

holy butts

One last time?? Again the fact that they kept the "George Washigton's going home" lyric in english??? It made it very emotional as an anglophone

I cried a little

All in all 11/10 I will fight god to see it again

OK THIS GOT VERY LONG I will probably think of more thoughts bout Blease i am Begging if you have thoughts please tell them to me my life will never be the same

[mxtxfanatic]

My thing with Yu Wu/Remnants of Filth:

The novel feels too much like it attempts political intrigue mixed in with cultivation action, and it fails at the former while making the latter weaker as a result. Also, the action is undercut too much by Mo Xi’s quite frankly boring domestic issues, and his internal struggles get old real quick when it doesn’t feel like growth happens for a while. In 2ha, I only accepted this seemingly stagnant growth in Mo Ran because of the back-to-back missions that kept piling and all the never-ending action. Also, 2ha is twice as long, and my reading benefitted from me being able to skip to Mo Ran acting like he had sense, which was halfway through the story; 1,500 more pages of story was left to sit wit Mo Ran 2.0.

In Yu Wu, it’s split up by hundreds of pages of “let’s give Gu Mang chores!” “Let’s convince people I don’t want to protect Gu Mang by always trying to publicly protect him!” “Let’s cry about how amnesiac Gu Mang is so different from old Gu Mang!” “Oh look, more chores!” Mo Xi doesn’t feel like he starts acting with sense until the last 600 pages, of which we get another, what, 100 pages of domestic fluff? And then we pingpong back and forth between real shit and domestic fluff with amnesiac Gu Mang pt. 2 before the climax begins. There’s not enough time for me to sit with a Mo Xi putting clues together (for which he doesn’t, he’s just told things) and he and Gu Mang working as a team, or at least one of them competently trying to discover shit (which tbh would only be Gu Mang, but unfortunately the narration is mostly stuck to Mo Xi…).

I also can’t fully enjoy Mo Xi struggling with his morals, love for Gu Mang, and hatred of Gu Mang’s “treachery” when the only sure actions he takes makes him look like an idiot waiting to be slaughtered by the rest of the imperial court. I mean, grievously injuring yourself as if that’s something Gu Mang would want or that it would help his cause in any way, then waltzing into a torture session sanctioned by the emperor that was occurring while you were injuring yourself for no goddamn reason to rescue the most hated man in your country? I almost died of secondhand embarrassment, like??? Why would Meatbun make him do something so idiotic???? When Chu Wanning rescues Mo Ran from his execution in 2ha at the hands of the descendants of the gods who nobody in the cultivation world dared to go against, he took Mo Ran to hide, and they were both shunned by the greater cultivation world (but not by the people who knew them and their goodness). In Yu Wu, Meatbun was right to say that Mo Xi’s 3-day “house arrest” was a mind-boggling and anticlimactic conclusion to PUBLICLY GOING AGAINST THE EMPEROR, HOLY SHIT. Like, Meatbun obviously wanted to include political intrigue, but girl you cannot write political intrigue!!!

And on that note: I feel like we are given vital pieces of information entirely too late. Gu Mang having a mother figure he looked up to could have probably been mentioned at least once earlier than it was. In 2ha, we learn about Mo Ran’s background early on, but it’s how the story begins to change with more detail and color that we readers find out that, though we’ve known this story from the beginning, we didn’t actually know shit about Mo Ran’s story. In Yu Wu, we’re told Gu Mang is an orphan with only another similarly-aged slave as a friend; Aunt Li comes in way too late to really reap the satisfaction of foreshadowing. More hints about Princess Mengze’s true nature could have either 1) been dropped earlier or 2) been dropped better (having a servant say that a woman giving up on her feelings feels “too fake” sounds more like misogyny than a hint…). The treachery of the emperor, ugh… now for me, the “hints” that he was gonna be a bad guy looked exactly like the hints that Murong Lian was gonna be redeemed, and I didn’t like that one bit. Murong Lian does get redeemed, and the emperor dies a villain. The emperor being cruel and callous in public but a simpering mess in private felt like it should have been reversed, because him treating his court like entertainment did not give me the “I fear for their approval” vibe that was apparently the emperor’s whole hangup. And going back to Murong Lian: that wasn’t a redemption arc. “Mommy didn’t like me” is not a redemption arc to redeem a character WHO GLEEFULLY TORTURES SLAVES AND IS GLEEFULLY AN ENSLAVER, and Meatbun should know better because no character in 2ha that did anything comparable to Murong Lian got redeemed or forgiven by in-novel characters. So wtf happened here?

Also, the thing that was never fully redeemed for Murong Lian and also my biggest gripe of the book: Gu Mang. I absolutely love his character. Love how his hidden memories are hiding like actual layers of secrets upon secrets. Love finding out what he was truly thinking and going through, but I hate how OTHER PEOPLE have to put the pieces together for Mo Xi because he’s too much of an idiot blinded by his own emotions to think about anyone’s motivations and be proactive in discovering the truth. But the worst thing is how Gu Mang gets put into so many situations of torture by every character, including Mo Xi, for seemingly no reason other than us readers getting to watch him be tortured as an amnesiac who acts like a child. Most of the time I felt like that Simpsons meme where the kids are begging for someone to stop being beat cause “he’s already dead!” Anytime a new character showed up that Mo Xi didn’t already trust, I would think “oh great, another Gu-Mang-gets-tortured! arc…” That’s not enjoyable, for me. Especially given at the end, Gu Mang is actually revealed to be one of the smartest, most tenacious characters in the whole book. Mo Xi’s character feels weak next to that, and it makes the whole book feel weak as a result.

This would have likely been a better read if the narration followed Gu Mang instead of Mo Xi.

[strawberryblondebutch]

Holy shit yeah, I was at riot fest too and it was so crazy that you could actually visually tell that this was a lot of people's first festival and they were all really so young that it worried me quite a bit. I have to say that Gerard really tried his best to try to go above and beyond what he could do to keep the crowd safe though. But I can't help but shake the worry that I feel for some of the younger crowds.

Besides the worry, I do have to say I encountered quite a lot of kids who were TOTAL dicks, this was inevitable but also made me question why the fuck they would decide to go to a fucking festival that celebrates a COLLECTION of bands and bash on bands that aren't MCR, like buddy if you wanted to only see them they're literally touring right now, no need to glare at me for fucking shouting out Passing Through a Screen Door, it's a song to be belted and I won't have a high schooler who just got their license a week ago glare at me.

I was far enough back during MCR's set that I didn't see a lot of the craziness until after the fact, I just heard Gerard trying to settle down the crowd, and over the course of the weekend I started getting more frustrated with people who were clearly there just to see MCR and hadn't prepared for the realities of an outdoor music festival.

I was with my parents (like a total dork, but let's be honest: they were in the Philly hardcore scene before I was born, and they still go hard as fuck), and it was pretty easy to pick out the first-timers. The shoes were the deadest giveaway: some people were already stumbling in their big leather boots by noon, when we got there on Friday. Wear what you want, but it's outdoors. In a park. For eight or more hours. I switched between my old Adidas and Vans with the insoles, because the first lesson of hardcore is to wear what's comfortable, not what's trendy.

I've been bitching for a while about kids not knowing concert etiquette. My frustrations actually came to a head in April when I saw grandson at Union Transfer. I tried to stand in the middle back area, away from where the circle pit would form, but I kept getting crowdkilled by kids in braces, and halfway through the show I had to go and hang out by the bar with the other olds. I get that everyone has to start somewhere and that concert etiquette is learned, but holy shit, please learn sooner. I'm more patient with kids than I am adults (sorry not sorry to the guy I laid the fuck out at a La Dispute show a couple years ago), but my patience is wearing thin. Everyone just needs to learn the same couple rules: 1. Every human being has a designated minimum amount of space they take up. 2. You cannot spontaneously generate more space by pushing. 3. If someone falls down, pick them the fuck back up again. (4. Don't throw full beer cans, cough cough Touche Amore fans)

From where I was at the Wonder Years set (at the rail, to house right/stage left) I had a good time, but that was not the case for Taking Back Sunday or Alkaline Trio. I was already annoyed with the people who acted like my existence at TBS was interfering with their lives when they didn't know any songs (also, who the fuck doesn't know Cute Without the 'E'?!?), and it really didn't help when I went online afterwards and saw 1) a picture of a kid fully reading a book during TBS's set and 2) multiple people referring to Alkaline Trio as "some other band that played before MCR".

I don't want to bash MCR. They're great. I went to their set. But you know who else is great? Sincere Engineer, Hot Mulligan, The Wonder Years, Mothica, The Get Up Kids, the Menzingers, Bad Religion. Fucking Sunny Day Real Estate was there! I've been waiting just as long for Sunny Day to get back together as I have MCR!! At the end of the day, I can't tell if I wanted the kids who camped out at the Riot Stage to actually get out and explore the festival, or if I was happy that they weren't at Radicals grumbling about all my favorite bands.

This rant got long, but I've seen way too many people throwing out the baby (a crowd crush confined to one band) with the bathwater (a fucking awesome festival with so many cool bands).

Side note: Passing Through a Screen Door was when I lost my voice for the day. "I don't want my children growing up to be anything like me," specifically.

[stormyoceans]

[VICE VERSA episode 5 parts 3&4]

“You must only be happy, Talay” UGHUGHUGH

“Only for five minutes” LIAR, YOU WANT HIM TO BE HAPPY ALWAYS

I’d complain about Talay rejecting the hug but again, I think he’s doing it to protect himself

Talay: “I’m cold” Puen: “cool, here’s a drink made of snow”

WAIT IT ONLY TOOK TWO WEEKS TO SHOOT /AND/ MARKET THE FILM?? WHAT THE FUCK???

That poor fucking guy who came back only to lose everything dear to him

Talay’s like “oh god that’s right I swapped with the worst possible person”

“Pakorn might destroy your acting career” Puen: *shrug*

I’m actually surprised Puen didn’t quit being an actor at the end since he didn’t seem particularly attached to the job–plus as his husband Talay wouldn’t get any damn privacy

STOP T-POSING WHILE THE BIKE IS GOING!!!!

That dark suit looks soooo good on Jimmy, holy shit

“She’s my type” Don’t say that in front of your bf Up wtf

Puen is nervous, CUTE

Talay comforting him, CUTE!!!

I’m glad the camera focused on Up and Aou in the theater too since, y’know, it’s /their/ movie and /their/ dream too

I can’t help but go “pfft” and their deflated reaction to the meh reviews because while I understand you want your movie to succeed, they’re first-time screenwriters, just be glad your movie didn’t bomb and learn from your mistakes

Also the movie’s been out for like ten seconds, give it a while

Also Aou is right, what matters is that your art connects to even one person and I’m sure the worst movies out there do

Love that the mall is literally just called “The Mall” adklfdlk

I was alone in a theater for a movie once and it was heavennnnn (it was Jojo Rabbit which did NOT deserve an empty theater)

T&P pick themselves up only for U&A to go “we quit actually”

I don’t really have anything to say about the last five minutes akdfjksdl I’ll leave that to you <3

“You must only be happy, Talay” UGHUGHUGH <<<<< WHEN I TELL YOU IT’S BEEN MONTHS AND THIS LINE STILL HAUNTS ME IN MY SLEEP LIKE I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT IS IT ABOUT IT THAT MAKES ME CRAZY BUT IT DOES!!!!!!!! HE WANTS TALAY TO ONLY BE HAPPY!!!!!!!! AND NOT HAVE ANY DISLIKES!!!!!!!!!!! IT’S SO STUPIDLY ROMANTIC TO ME IM THROWING MY WHOLE ASS SELF OUT OF THE WINDOW

I’d complain about Talay rejecting the hug but again, I think he’s doing it to protect himself <<<<< yeah at this point talay is still very unsure about puen’s intentions, so he keeps taking a step back. it’s also why episode 7 is gonna be very important and the fact that people completely overlook it just because it has a lot of product placements it’s gonna be my villain origin story

Talay: “I’m cold” Puen: “cool, here’s a drink made of snow” <<<<< THE WAY PUEN DID THAT JUST TO HAVE THE EXCUSE TO HUG TALAY AGAIN HE’S SUCH A MISCHIEVOUS LITTLE GREMLIN

WAIT IT ONLY TOOK TWO WEEKS TO SHOOT /AND/ MARKET THE FILM?? WHAT THE FUCK??? <<<<< LITERALLY THE BIGGEST MYSTERY IN THE SHOW it throws me off every single time too. i guess maybe it was a short film??? or time also moves differently in the alternate universe????

That poor fucking guy who came back only to lose everything dear to him <<<<< don’t mind me im just killing tess with my mind rn

I’m actually surprised Puen didn’t quit being an actor at the end since he didn’t seem particularly attached to the job–plus as his husband Talay wouldn’t get any damn privacy <<<<< i can’t remember if you watched episode 12 as well…… anyway, just to be safe im not going to spoiler you too much, but they do say that after a while puen starts to work behind the camera as a screenwriter way more than as an actor

STOP T-POSING WHILE THE BIKE IS GOING!!!! <<<<< puen has been such a bad influence for talay SAFETY FIRST KIDS NEVER FORGET THAT

That dark suit looks soooo good on Jimmy, holy shit <<<<< I CANNOT AGREE MORE AND THE TURTLENECK WAS SUCH A GOOD CHOICE TOO

“She’s my type” Don’t say that in front of your bf Up wtf <<<<< SFKDSGFKJSDGFDKJ TRYING NOT TO SAY ANYTHING IS KILLING ME

Talay comforting him, CUTE!!! <<<<< TALAY HOLDING PUEN'S HAND AND TELLING HIM THAT WHATEVER HAPPENS THEY'RE GOING TO GET THROUGH IT TOGETHER!!!!! THE CARE THE TENDERNESS THE DEVOTION THE UNDERSTANDING THE COMFORT THE FRIENDSHIP THE LOVE IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH

I’m glad the camera focused on Up and Aou in the theater too since, y’know, it’s /their/ movie and /their/ dream too <<<<< people can say anything about this show but it would have been so easy for them to just not bother with the secondary characters since they're gonna remain in the alternate universe and not be part of puen and talay's life anymore instead they took the time to give them depth and screentime and i guess you can add this to the endless list of reasons why i love vice versa

I can’t help but go “pfft” and their deflated reaction to the meh reviews because while I understand you want your movie to succeed, they’re first-time screenwriters, just be glad your movie didn’t bomb and learn from your mistakes <<<<< the movie industry (just like the publishing one) is so hard that i also feel like it was kinda naive of them to expect to be successful on their first try, but i do understand how bad it feels to have something you have worked on and put a lot of effort in be so easily disregarded (especially for up and aou who already experienced their script being rejected before)

Love that the mall is literally just called “The Mall” adklfdlk <<<<< I SWEAR ALL THE DETAILS IN THIS SHOW ARE SO GOOD AND FUNNY

I was alone in a theater for a movie once and it was heavennnnn (it was Jojo Rabbit which did NOT deserve an empty theater) <<<<< HOW DID JOJO RABBIT OF ALL MOVIES GOT AN EMPTY THEATER WHAT THE F--

I don’t really have anything to say about the last five minutes akdfjksdl I’ll leave that to you <3 <<<<< ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS THAT IT’S ONLY EPISODE 5 AND YET PUEN IS READY TO MOVE IN WITH TALAY AND MARRY HIM AND SPEND THE REST OF HIS LIFE WITH HIM MY BOY IS SO GONE LIKE LOVE AND LIGHT TO EVERYONE WHO CAN FEEL NORMAL WHILE WATCHING THIS SHOW BUT THEY HAVE ME OPERATING ON A WHOLE DIFFERENT LEVEL OF REALITY I COULD FIGHT GOD RN

[vrisrezis]

How would the Matsunos react to someone really blunt having a crush on them?

Like maybe they are a friend of Totoko's and when she sees said brother they say "Wait, didn't you say they were ugly? He's totally my type" to his face, and it just escalates from there the more they interact like "Holy shit you're so cute" "Hey, what's your type?" Things like that

(Also I love the things you write, thank you for doing this for us hehe 💖)

LMFAO LOVE THIS TBH <//3 also thank u I’m glad u like my writing hehe❤️

Osomatsu will be blunt with you too! He appreciates somebody that’s straight forward and honest about their feelings, even if it ends up making him very flustered and nervous. He might try and be cheeky with his answers as well. “Not as cute as you! Haha!” “You’re my type babe!” he’s dying on the inside though don’t let him fool you.

Karamatsu would be flustered by your forwardness but he of course would try to act more confident than he actually is about it. He’s not as cocky as Osomatsu is about it, he has smooth lines he wants to say but he cannot manage to get out of his mouth in time until like two minutes later when he finally says it, (but it comes out in a bunch of stutters) so he ends up groaning and putting his face in his hands.

Choromatsu is dead you have murdered him. You know it, he knows it. His entire face is beet red. He can’t even manage to get words out, but he can’t help but think how perfect you are. He ends up quietly staring at you for long periods of time in awe, he feels so awkward. He’s really flattered but help him.

Ichimatsu thinks your joking at first. Despite this he can’t help the blush that reaches his cheeks which only escalates when he realizes you’re being serious. He tries to act like he doesn’t care but it’s very obvious he does given how nervous he is and the more he presses for you to “elaborate” on why you think he’s cute. You’re breaking that dark mysterious guy act.

Jyushimatsu is honest like this with who he likes so he appreciates somebody that is blunt! He will be very earnest and honest when you say these things. “You’re the cute one!” “I don’t think I really have a type?” he may not be used to somebody liking him and being so honest about it but it doesn’t mean he hates it (of course not)

Todomatsu may try to act flirtatious, “you’re way cuter than me!” And act like he doesn’t care much but he is dying inside. His mind yelling about how somebody actually thinks he’s cute. He’s so giddy but tries so hard not to show it (but that excited blush seems to give him away just a bit)

[annikasevenshots]

Star Trek Picard: S2E5 Reaction (spoilers!)

Borg Queen drinking in radio soup... yes

borg queen stirring shit up WHY

Also borg queen using agnes' voice first... girl... 😳

Seven and Raffi DOMESTIC FIGHT OH GOD

"Raffi... please." AND RAFFI LISTENING AND RELENTING??????? WHAT THE HELL?????

SEVEN BRINGING UP ELNOR????????? AND GABE?????? WHAT THE HELL?????????

okay so raffi fights and seven flies i want to DIE

“what doesn’t move is vulnerable” okay why you gotta attack me like this

"I've got your back, you've got mine, right?" I CANNOT I CANNOT KILL ME RIGHT THIS INSTANT I CANT DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE

raffi seeing elnor...........................................................

GARY SEVEN?????? HOLY SHIT

Is this one of the first times they're openly talking about depression on Trek?

DR SOONG?????,???? DR S

HE'S DRIVING A TESLA???????????? PH HMUGOD

soji soji soji soji soji soji soji!!!!!!!!! <3

okay fine maybe kore not soji but ISA BRIONES MY BELOVED

she's really tempting me to cut my hair like that grrrrrrrrrrrrr

"I want to learn to swim" KORE BABY YOUR DAD HAS A LITERAL POOL

wait no why is she dying. i hate it here. i'm already attached to her do NOT take her away i swear to g

"Check your 3D printer ;-)" oh god will 2024 sexting be 3d printing dicks

Why are the police still involved in star trek picard. Go away <3

Also yes love how much we're seeing of the La Sirena in this episode, gotta be a good thing for the Mapping La Sirena Project! <3

Picard having tea with milk????? Who are you and what have you done to earl grey, hot

Why does Agnes wake up with perfect hair, thanks i hate it

WHY ARE THE BORG QUEEN'S TENTACLES SLIMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Agnes with a gun is so sexy of her

Yeah Borg Queen really be acting of the..,... Fruity Nature like "I'm the only one who has seen all of you"???

Now hold on... Dr Soong's quarantine shields for Kore are the same as the ones they use in 24th century Bad Timeline... hold on i'm connecting the dots

KORE SWIMMING <33333 LITTLE BABY GIRL FLOATING IN MOTION <333333333

"Patience implies time" hmmmmmmmmmmM

"There's no one we can trust more" -pans to space idiots (affectionate) dragging dead body across the floor- WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT STAR TREK PICARD BEING A COMEDY LMFAOOOOOOO

Raffi and Picard having that chat... ended stand up comedy actually

also i love their little rapport and how they kind of gently press each other about their relationships, it’s so nice to see

I love it that everyone is all back together by the way <3 Found family <3

What do you mean they can't bring everyone to the gala???????? WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE CANT SEE EVERYONE IN FANCY DRESSES, LITERALLY SHUT UP

also i hate this because i've been writing a champagne reception Saffi fic and now it'll look like i lifted it from this episode

"Intro to Antique Coding" CUUUUUTE

Mmmm fly me to the moooon

Agnes looks so GOOD 😭

YIKES THE WAY AGNES WAS ASSIMILATED THOUGH

YIKES THE WAY AGNES AND THE BORG QUEEN ARE "BESTIES" NOW

In conclusion, this episode was great. Super compelling. Now give me Raffi and Seven in evening dresses/tuxes 🤠🤝

[sashannarcy]

Your thoughts on “I wanna be someone better. Someone that deserves you” ? 🎤🎤🎤

AHA. here we fucking go.

I plan on making an entire standalone post for Turning Point, but like! obviously the "I wanna be someone better. someone that deserves you" line deserves it's own thing because HOLYYYY SHIT SASHANNE REAL <3

first: Sasha Gaybright.

SECONDLY! holy fuck! holy shit! I can't believe this is smth we got to see Sash say out loud! and by that I mean. well. I'm not surprised that Sasha wants to change themself so as to stop hurting Anne (I honestly saw it coming from a mile away LMAO), but I'm just fucking THRILLED that the writers made it so fucking blatant instead of continuing that like. heavy subtext route that we were given in the end of s2. and it's about goddamn time too bc Sasha Waybright is a yearning BITCH and I was like. DESPERATELY needing to hear her say some lines out loud that were just clear and absolute yearning for Anne Boonchuy AND GUESS WHAT? WE FUCKING GOT THOSE LINES.

but anyway. I will stop gloating over the sheer victory we got this weekend and instead say that Sasha wanting to be someone that Anne deserves, someone that's worthy of Anne's attention, is very symbolic of all their motivations in the past season or so coming together at once. we know that she’s been doing everything in what SHE thinks is in the trio’s best interests, but she also is like. aware that what she’s doing isn’t quite right morally. at the end of s2, though, they don’t stop themself from following through on their betrayal, bc they’re still in that mindset of expecting things to go smoothly. but OBVIOUSLY Anne yelling at them abt how they’re a horrible person affected them DEEPLY, or else the second Sashanne duel AND the events of Turning Point simply wouldn’t have happened.

I mean, take the difference of pre-True Colors and post-True Colors. in The Dinner Sasha definitely makes it clear that they’re resistant to changing their own behavior bc. they literally say “I know you want me to change who I am, but I don’t know if I can. I like who I am.” and then in Turning Point, they talk of wanting to be a better person for Anne specifically. that’s the brilliant thing abt Turning Point: it’s named that way to show that yes, Sash is finally turning their behavior around, but it’s also named that way bc one specific person acted as the catalyst for this character development, and that someone is one (1) Anne Boonchuy. what it took was for Sasha to realize that no, Anne isn’t on board w the way they’re acting, and to realize that Anne’s opinion of them (outwardly) is that they’re a bad person, which obviously makes them fucking upset! I mean. just look at the fucking difference between the two scenes bc the change in Sash’s emotional reactions is incredible:

I cannot stress how much Anne must matter to Sasha for them to be willing to change the entire way they act and to fucking accept Anne’s criticism of them without becoming totally defensive and self-destructive and closed off. bc that’s what we saw happen in Reunion, right? the moment Anne tried to criticize their actions, they tried. to die. but now, it’s like.. GOD. they LOVE Anne they hold her in such high regard they just want to have her respect again bc being without it is ripping them apart. and so they finally come to the conclusion that they’re going to change who they are FOR her, to protect HER emotions, to stop HER from hurting. it’s so important that they’re not doing it for themself bc it literally just showcases how fucking devoted they are to Anne and they always have been, Turning Point is just like an episode of proof for that. and THAT’S why, for a Sashanne enjoyer such as myself, it is SOOOO fucking validating.

so yeah. the “someone that deserves you” line is cathartic as FUCK and definitely a sort of climax for Sasha’s arc so far, and I cannot wait to see how her arc proceeds from here. I hope it’s healing I hope Sash can grow and I sure fucking hope it’s gay <3

[hotdamnhunnam]

Hard Line of Work

A/N: Here’s the next fic for my Dirty Little Secret series! Also my next entry for @band–psycho’s Bingo Challenge! In which a stunning stranger walks into the hospital where you’re working... and you two end up indulging in a little roleplay kink 😏

Pairing: Will “Ironhead” Miller x F!Reader Warnings: smut, swearing, dirty talk, handcuffs, gun kink, roleplay kink (Will as a cop / you as a nurse) Request: Request from @innerpaperexpertcloud for #3 on my list of Dirty Little Secret prompts! Bingo Square Filled: Roleplay

Word Count: ~7.8k

Note: As explained in this post, this ‘Dirty Little Secret’ series consists of fics that I had originally written for another character/celebrity, which I’m repurposing for characters of Charlie! So if the characterization ever seems a little off, please don’t judge me too harshly 🙂 P.S. The whole fake-cop-badge premise made more sense in the context of the character for whom I wrote this initially... but who gives a fuck really, setup aside the important thing is that shit gets filthy 😜

You really cannot wait to get off.

Of work, that is. You've been sitting here smiling at patients and doctors for the past several hours, processing papers from behind the counter, and now you're just counting the minutes till the end of your shift. It's not the world's worst job being a hospital receptionist. But a lot of it involves brainlessly staring at the clock. Because it is boring as fuck.

Speaking of fuck—now that is what you desperately want to do to the smoking hot studmuffin who just walked in, looking like a living breathing sex god. He struts into the room with the aura of someone who knows the whole world wants to worship his cock. 

You catch sight of his profile first, and it's so fucking perfect it hurts, from the slope of his nose to the ridge of his jawbone, every contour chiseled and strong... and then he turns, stormy blue eyes on you all of a sudden, and God, he looks so good it has to be wrong. His flawless face and tall broad-shouldered frame give new meaning to the whole concept of hot. 

Guys like that don't come in here a lot. Naturally, you think, since no other men like him even exist. Who the fucking fuck is this...?

Well, whoever he is, you've never been happier to be working as a receptionist. As far as you're concerned, this is the best job ever, if it's what gives you the chance to lay eyes on this gorgeous Adonis.

If only you could lay more than your eyes on him, you wish—it's taking all of your restraint now not to throw yourself over the counter, to rip those clothes off of his body and fucking pounce on it.... you don't doubt for a second that his dick is everything you've ever wanted.

Those beautifully shaped brows of his arch up a bit, as he notices the hungry way you're gawking at him. That must've been what he noticed. Surely it's your shameless staring, that caught his attention and sparked his interest. Or it might be this top that you're wearing, which you know is too low-cut to be work-appropriate, totally showing off your tits.

Maybe both, you figure, and then—oh—he's coming over toward you—holy shit...

Calm the hell down, stupid, you silently tell yourself. Don't get all giddy and flattered; you must look like such an idiot. Of course he would approach you when he walks into this office, but don't act as if that matters. It's not because he wants to fuck you or anything. It's because you're the goddamn receptionist.

Heart hammering, voice stammering and breathless, you compel yourself to say something, summoning words to your slutty mouth. Words are a struggle to be honest.

"Hi!" you blurt out, panicking instantly as to whether you'd sounded too perky. Your nipples are, surely—so perky and aroused that the stiff peaks are probably poking through your bra somehow—but you don't want your voice to come out like a shrill, high-pitched squeak. Just try to be chill and don't sound like a freak. "Is there... anything I can do for you?"

He's here standing across the counter and you're shook. You wonder if he's got a voice to match his looks—because if so then you just might cum at the sound of it. You don't doubt that you'll love it, and you can't wait to find out. Hold your breath as he opens his mouth...

You had asked if there was anything that you could do for him. Despite the smutty urges you have toward him, making your head spin, it was honestly meant as an innocent question. So you're not at all prepared for the unholy shit he says. "Oh God, yes."

Hoooly fuck—yup—there it is. At the sound of that pure magic husky voice of his, those dirty words falling off of his luscious lips... your pussy throbs explosively within the tight crotch of your jeans, and sure enough, the friction of your clit twitching against the fabric sets you off. Gets you off, before your shift is finished yet. Dripping wet, fucking soaking through your panties, leaking at the seams. Great, you think, that's real classy. Not at all nasty. You could never have imagined coming undone solely from a stranger's words, but he's so hot it hurts, and straight out of your wildest dreams. 

Clinging to the few scraps of dignity you have, you try to hide what's happening behind a breathy little laugh, eyes averted from his beauty in a downward glance, squirming anxiously because something tells you that he can see straight through your pants.

Yet maybe... maybe you shouldn't have to hide, in light of the way he'd replied. There's no way that those words could be taken as anything other than a shameless, forward flirtation—right? Right...? The thought of that has you squirming in sexual frustration. Feels like your pussy just died.

He breathes in deep as if he can pick up on the scent of your arousal through your pants, from across the counter where he stands—you realize then that a sex god like him probably can. And if that's true, then... well, you hope he likes it. You hope that it gets him excited.

You're already obsessed with the subtle hints that you can catch of his scent, from this distance: mint chewing gum and gunpowder and military-grade power mixed in with natural musk and raw masculine lust. God, what gives anyone the right to look and smell so irresistibly delicious...? 

While that thought runs through your head, he reaches to pull something from his pocket. You really wish it were his dick. Badly. You're still in public, sadly. So it isn't. 

"But I, uh..." he says as he holds up his ID.

You glance at the badge briefly. Police? Really? His business here must be pretty important, then. But not important enough to stop you from gunning for his cock. As if anything could ever be. In fact, you kind of have a thing for cops, in theory even if the sad reality is that they're not always the pillars of morality that they're supposed to be which really sucks. Plus most of the cops that you've seen around town range from just average-looking to ugly as fuck. Whenever you fantasize about sex with a cop he obviously has to be hot.

So if this hunk who walked in and caused you to drop your jaw... this total sex god... is an officer of the law... your tongue flicks out across your thirsty lips just at the thought.

He clears his throat. "I'm working right now, so..."

... So take a doughnut break, bring your handcuffs and fuck me up. Mustering all the self-restraint it takes, you manage not to say those words aloud and to give a less vulgar reply. "Oh," you sigh, biting your lip and batting your eyes. "So am I. But..."

You pause, voice drifting off as you look up at the clock. The timing couldn't be more on the dot. Just a few more seconds till you're off the job—tick... tock...

He doesn't bother following your gaze. Keeps his own sapphire eyes fixated on your blushing face. "But what, ma'am?"

Ma'am? Oh, hot damn...

And just then, just your luck, the hour has struck. You turn your head to face him again. "Well, look at that. My shift just ended," you truthfully state as you take in another deep breath of his scent because you'll never get enough. "What about yours, officer? When do you... get off?"

His brilliant blue stare lights up with a sinful little glimmer at those words. He leans in a bit closer over the counter, almost close enough to sense your thirst... to taste... He smiles as he stows his badge back in its place. "Well, when you ask me that way... you oughta know the answer, babe."

Oh yes you do. Or at least you can guess. Although you somehow get the sense that he's not actually a cop he's still the sexiest damn thing that's ever come into your view, so you're on fire with desire nonetheless. Your whole body is burning up in anticipation of having hot, filthy sex with this flawless Adonis. Is he seriously gonna fuck you? Oh God, yes.

"But I bet you wanna hear me say it anyway," he teases standing there with one hand on his hip, dragging his wet tongue slowly across his lower lip. As if you weren't already wet enough. "You wanna hear me say... when I get off...?"

At this point you're pretty sure his words are gonna pull another orgasm straight from your soaking cunt.

And yup—sure enough, that's what happens, as soon as he utters his impossibly hot response: "I get off whenever the fuck I want."

***************

God, this chick is so fucking hot, Will thinks as his hungry eyes devour your pretty face and perky tits, eager to rip off your tight-fitting top. And such a fucking slut. Already came twice just from hearing some dirty talk and from the thought of getting ravaged by a cop. He cannot wait to show you all the other ways he's gonna get you off. 

No question, he'd really like to grab you from across the counter and just slam you down, right here in the middle of reception, and just go to fucking town. Not even caring about all the strangers around. Whole world watching. But as good as that sounds... he has an even better idea right now. This is a hospital, after all. The perfect place to play around with a certain kink that he hasn't gotten the chance to indulge very often.

So he goes for it. Even the ever-disciplined Ironhead deserves some shameless self-indulgent enjoyment. "You know what—you asked if there's anything you can do for me. And there is, actually. I, uh... need to make an appointment."

It's super cute the way you frown right now, a little furrow in your brow, more than a little disappointed and confused. As if your flirtations had just been refused. "An... appointment?"

"Mm-hmm. And it's urgent," he answers. "Think I need to see a nurse. Need it real bad. Though the thing is that... well, she's gotta be hot."

He sees the crease in your brows release now as they lift into slightly arched peaks—less confused, more amused. And intrigued.

"See, I've got a thing for hot nurses. But I've also got a thing for this smokin' receptionist. The nurses here ain't got nothing on her, I'm pretty sure," Will murmurs, as he flashes you a filthy little wink. "So what do you think? Should we make an... appointment?"

You blink, pausing for a second as you process his question. And when you answer him, the sultry tone of your voice is just as suggestive as his had been. "Now, officer, if I didn't know better... I'd think you're telling me you've got a little roleplay kink."

"What?" Will responds—it's his turn now to crease his brows, playing along. "Nah, 'course not."

"Aw, well that's too bad. 'Cause if you did... the receptionist might've told you her secret. She's got a roleplay kink of her own, you know."

Oh shit, Will thinks. He fucking loves it when a bitch has secret kinks. Especially when her kinks match up perfectly with his. "Is that so?"

You lick your lips and lean in closer, speaking in a whisper. "Yeah. You know... maybe I'm not really a nurse. Just like you're not really an officer. But maybe we can both get off on being what we're not."

Ugh. So goddamn hot. He can feel his cock straining against his jeans, hard as a rock. "So you've got a thing for authority, huh? Guns and cuffs? Wanna get fucked dirty and rough by an officer of the law?"

Those pretty eyes of yours are sparkling with excitement at his words. "Mmm, maybe—but baby, you might want to let me do my job and take care of you first... you know, examine every inch of that big, strong body you've got. Let's just say I'll play good nurse..." you bring your lips close to his ear to murmur, "...if you'll play bad cop."

Good God—at this point, he is trying real hard not to blow his fucking load. It helps when the old overweight man who has been standing behind him in line for quite some time now finally makes his presence known. Will's whole body jolts, as the fat man suddenly clears his throat.

He sees you bite your lip to stifle back a giggle, which is all kinds of adorable. Your replacement receptionist, who was apparently running a few minutes late, arrives right this instant. She thanks you for covering till then.

"No problem," you tell her with a cheery grin, ear to ear. "Was just finishing up here. Couldn't leave without helping this gentleman make an appointment."

The new receptionist is speechless at the moment, standing and staring and smitten with Will on first sight just as you had been. Like most women who have ever seen him. But the new girl is out of luck because you've got his full attention.

"Gentleman?" he repeats what you'd said, as you lead him away from reception. "Well, nurse better be nice and gentle, but..."

"Oh, I know," you interrupt, flashing a flirty smile that’s hot enough to get him off. You both know just how this is gonna go. "Officer better be all kinds of rough."

***************

Luckily enough, there's an exam room down the hall, which you're pretty sure has a clear schedule, and you happen to have a coworker that you can count on to make sure no one else barges in. You've helped her out a few times before with the same kind of thing, so she owes you one. Or more than one, you figure—so you ask her for an extra favor.

You murmur your request to her, with the studmuffin out of hearing distance. Speaking in a hushed volume. "And can I, um... borrow that costume?"

She blinks, trying and failing not to gawk at the man candy standing close by. "Uhhh... yeah, sure thing. I'd ask you not to get it too dirty, but who am I kidding—please bring it back covered in cum if it's coming from him."

"Ew," you tease as if you can blame her for asking. "You're disgusting."

She rolls her eyes and jabs you in the ribs, still ogling the stranger as she licks her lips. "Screw you, whore. Some of us aren't lucky enough to get the sweet stuff from the source," she mutters. "Okay, just wait here and I'll get you that outfit. You should just be glad I'm not inviting myself to join in, though you'll have to tell me all about it."

"Well, you know how they say three's a crowd..."

"No, you're just a greedy bitch," your jealous friend grumbles, without a doubt. "Want him all to yourself. And I get it. But you owe me big time now."

As she heads off to fetch her slutty Halloween nurse costume and fades from view, you turn to face the officer behind you. 

"That was cute," he says with a smug little smirk. Fucking jerk. He's so gorgeous it’s rude.

"Let me guess—you heard every word?" you sigh, hardly surprised. "You must be used to bitches fighting over you..."

He chuckles, a cocky little laugh to let you know it's true, then nods toward the nearby exam room. "So... want me to wait in there while you put on your costume? Sorry I didn't come prepared with a Halloween cop getup, but—"

You shake your head and scrunch up your nose. "No worries; that would just be corny. Gun and cuffs will do."

"Damn straight. And you know I got those," he assures you, leaning in for a kiss, which you hadn't expected, but needless to say you happily accept it.

... Shit. You're thankful now that no one else is in this hallway to witness, because at the touch and the taste of his plump, scrumptious, pillow-soft lips, you totally just came. 

He sucks the moan out of your mouth, basking in the powerful effect he has on you and smiling when his tongue finally slips out, letting your limp trembling limbs hang on his sturdy frame. There's something tender in the way he holds you, something different in his gaze. "The name's Will, by the way," he quietly says. "I mean for real. Not for the roleplay."

You furrow your brows, wondering why the hell he'd tell you now.

Whatever the change in him meant, he looks down and hastens to brush it away as if it never happened. "Not that it matters—I just..."

"Will," you breathe his name and feel that it's truly a privilege to speak, reaching to touch his cheek. "Of course it does."

You could never begin to count all the emotions that have fallen inexplicably across his perfect face. More shit than he's probably willing to say.

Your soft touch on his face urges him to meet your gaze. "You okay?"

Will blinks and forces a grin, squeezing your waist. "Yeah, of course, babe. Sorry—got distracted for a second. There's just some, uh... serious shit I might be getting into, real soon, and I guess I wanna make the most of everything till then."

"Serious shit?" you ask, concerned and curious. God, he's even more attractive when he opens up like this. You somehow get the sense he doesn't do it often.

He nods his pretty head. "Yeah. Nothing you need to hear about, sweetheart. Classified shit. I dunno, I just—I got a bad feeling about all of it. Like in the pit of my stomach," he tells you, swallowing hard in a way that makes it clear it's true. But then he blinks again, and seems to have suddenly shifted gear once his eyes open. "And... well, all over my body, to be honest. In my bones... under my skin... like, every fucking inch. You, uh—think that's something my hot nurse could help with?"

Though his words and his touch are arousing as hell, still there's some part of you that can't forget how heartbreaking it was to sense the pain he has to handle, catch a glimpse of everything that he brushes away. You don't know the first thing about this guy. Other than that his physical perfection doesn't even hold a candle to the infinite beauty that seems to lie behind his eyes. 

You're not sure how often Will ever lets anyone in, let alone you again, or himself even. So you are grateful for what little you’ve been given. 

Now more so than ever, you know that you'll love playing nurse to this divine god of a man—not just examining and exploring every inch of him, but going deeper, really feeling and healing him, being of service in every goddamn way you can.

Will clearly doesn't want to dwell on the serious shit that lies ahead of him. Not at the moment. So you happily follow his lead as he falls right back into flirty, dirty mode again.

"Oh, of course, officer. Nurse is gonna make you feel better all over," you purr, running your palm down his chest, already so obsessed, with every ridge and bulge of muscle you can feel beneath his shirt. Ugh, he's so hot it hurts, you think, gesturing toward the closed door behind him as you pull away. "Now why don't you go sit your pretty ass in there and wait. Don't get started without me, okay?"

"Wouldn't dream of it, babe," he says, playfully smacking your ass and flashing you a wink that makes it obvious he's not gonna obey.

In perfect timing as Will slips into the room and shuts the door, your friend returns with a tacky Halloween-themed tote bag over her shoulder. "You're lucky I remembered to wash this outfit since the last time I wore it. With that super hot doctor. God, I wish he were still working here today..."

You raise your brows judgmentally at her. Your best friend is the worst-behaved employee this hospital ever hired. "Ever think your slutty encounters may have had something to do with Dr. Sexy getting fired?"

"Shut up and go get changed—I'll watch the door," she offers. "Make it quick before I get tempted to take what's yours..."

"Oh, you're already tempted, whore," you tease as you take the tote bag from her. "But you know that I will literally kill you if you try anything stupid. Just don't do it."

While you can't hear your friend as you hurry off to the bathroom, to put on your costume, you're sure she's mumbling about how dying over touching someone so perfect... would be so worth it. 

You know that you can trust her, though. She had called dibs on Dr. Sexy years ago. Made you promise to keep your hands off him. And you had honored that, as tough as it had been. 

So now it's your turn to call dibs on a man who happens to be a million times sexier, you think with a satisfied smirk as you glance at yourself in the bathroom mirror. You pause to admire the tight, flattering way the slutty costume fits, highlighting all your finest assets. It couldn't be more perfect. 

Your friend had hers—now it's your turn to play the hot nurse. You've fucking earned it.

***************

As soon as you step into the exam room, in your costume—after whispering a thank-you to your friend as she closes the door—you're totally committed to your role as nurse. 

You had specifically told Will not to get started without you; it comes as no surprise that he hasn't quite followed your orders.

And fuck, he looks so good that you can't even blame the bastard. Having thrown off some of his layers, he's sprawled out on the cushioned exam table in just jeans, boots and a T-shirt. Thankfully, he knew better than to strip completely naked—it's no secret that it's your job to take care of that. 

But the naughty son of a bitch has already unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans, and his right hand... has wandered down into his pants. You can see it moving slightly as he palms himself beneath his boxer briefs, and just the sight of him like that has you aroused beyond belief, filling your body with a blaze of raging heat. And raging need.

Though you had entered quietly, while he went about business privately, you don't doubt that Will heard and felt your presence from the instant the door opened. But in more ways than one, this session is bound to be all about playing pretend. It's more fun if he acts like he doesn't know that you've arrived just yet. Not till you say something.

So you let yourself indulge in a few more seconds of just speechlessly staring at how motherfucking beautiful he is—the way his rosy tongue and pearly teeth keep teasing at his luscious lower lip… the long fringe of his light golden-brown lashes as his eyes flutter in bliss beneath closed lids… the tension that keeps tightening the tendons of his wrist with every movement of his self-pleasuring fist... you could keep watching him forever, just like this.

But there is so much more in store. You're here to play nurse, and to serve him as his dirty fucking whore.

"Well, good afternoon, sir," you greet him in the kind of voice a girl should only use in porn. You're pretty sure the scene set to go down between you and Will will be super hardcore. "I'll be your nurse today. Here to take care of you in every way..."

As you cross the room toward him, his eyes finally open, bright blue and bulging enormously, clearly pleased at what he sees.

You can't help but smile at the way he reacts, getting off on the effect you have. God, it gets you all giddy. You softly clear your throat, trying to stay composed, to keep playing your role. "But, officer, it looks like you might be... taking care of yourself already? Without me?" your mouth curves down into a pout as you ask, feigning disapproval of his self-addressing task.

Standing right by him now, you bend down, just a bit, giving him a clear view of your tits, practically bursting out of your outfit. You watch as his jaw drops and as the rhythmic motion of his hand comes to a stop. 

"Good God..." he breathlessly pants, ignoring your question and asking his own in this instant, drool gathering visibly in his mouth as he shamelessly gawks. "Fuck, babe, is it even legal for a nurse to be so hot?"

With a casual shrug of your shoulders, you lean even closer. "You should know, cop—you're the one who's an officer of the law..."

His head lifts up on instinct toward your cleavage, groaning as your hands move to his chest to press him back against the surface underneath him, a firm yet gentle act of restraint while he keeps ogling you with a dropped jaw.

Will could've easily pushed past your hands if he had wanted to of course. Could've smashed his face into your tits in an instant, and it's hard as fuck to resist, when you've never craved anything more. 

Yet you both know better—that wouldn't really be in character. For now, your role as nurse comes first.

"Mmph," he grunts, the raw desire in his low, gravelly voice setting a fucking fire in your cunt. "Guess I should shut up and let you do your job, huh?"

You bite your lip provocatively, feeling fifty shades of filthy, studying his flawless face with your ravenous gaze. "Let me do my job, yes... but shut up? 'Course not, officer. You can talk all you want," you reassure him, leaning in closer to whisper words into his ear as you inhale his strong, rich scent. "Nurse wants to know what's wrong. Tell me what you need, sir. Where it hurts."

"Fuck..." he moans as your lips trace the tender spot behind his ear and then start to descend, barely grazing his skin, ghosting over his throat and drifting ever lower. "Fucking—ughh, just... all over..."

"Yeah? Like right here?" you ask, palms sliding up his pecs and down the sides of his neck, loving being so near. Pulling your face away a bit so that you can look down at him, watching the mind-blowing sexy expressions he's making as you set to work with your hands. "Wow, officer—these big, strong muscles of yours are all knotted up, you know that? Need a nurse's touch real bad. You must carry so much on these shoulders..."

"Heh," Will snickers, eyes repeatedly flickering open and closed, as he struggles not to blow his load. You're pretty sure that he's stopped touching himself now, as that would only make things harder. "Well, you know, it ain't easy being an officer... keeping the streets safe from crime... feel the weight of the world all the time..."

"Mmm. Such a... hard line of work." You flash him a devilish smirk, shifting smoothly to straddle him on the exam table right as you say it, so that your wet cunt—naked underneath this outfit—grinds against the denim covering his big, stiff dick. Making him gasp and grit his teeth with an agonized hiss. You want to kiss those lips so badly, but for now you know it's better to resist. "Officer, would you mind if I get you out of this shirt? Think maybe that way I could make you feel even... better..."

"Oh God, yes," he sighs, sapphire gaze wild and dazed, unable to decide whether to look you in the eyes, or keep on ogling your breasts. "You can have me however you want, nurse."

"Mmm. Was hoping you would say that, sir..." you hum as you tuck your fingers under the bottom hem of his shirt, pressing passionate kisses all over his neck as you inch the fabric slowly upward. 

Once you're finished peeling it off of him, pulling it over his shoulders and letting it fall to the floor, you sit up and stop to soak in the breathtaking view spread before you, a vision made to be admired and adored. Only half of him is naked yet it already looks like everything you live for. And the light in his gorgeous eyes tells you it's all fucking yours.

"Damn. I'm no doctor, but I, uh... think I know the diagnosis, officer," you tell him as you begin sensuously massaging the smooth, sculpted muscles beneath his bare skin, kneading and squeezing with worshipful fingers. "You've got a bad case of being fucking perfect. So perfect it hurts."

Though you can tell Will doesn't think so, apparently blinded by a misguided sense of self-loathing or something, he at least takes the compliment in the moment. But not without deflecting it, showering you with praise he seems to think you deserve. "Right back atcha, nurse," he says with the cutest of smirks. "You ever looked in a mirror? 'Cause if perfect hurts, I'm sure you're also aching all over..."

"Nuh-uh—don't you try to make this about me, officer," you chide, with a flirtatious bat of your eyes, running your palms up and down his sides. "I'm here to treat you, remember? Make this perfect body of yours feel all better."

And you're gonna make damn sure he remembers, as your mouth joins in alongside your fingers to massage and serve and worship every inch of his abs and his chest, each kiss and caress getting him that much harder, where his jean-clad crotch rubs up against your skirt, and you beneath it that much wetter. 

Will feels even better than he looks, smells even better than he feels, tastes even better than he smells, and just... ugh, fucking hell—the more you get the more you need, and you can tell already that you'll never get enough of him, ever.

"Son of a bitch, oh God, yes... just—fuck..." he keeps gasping and groaning incoherently above you as your loving lips and hungry tongue go to goddamn town on him, devouring his bare upper body all over, savoring the taste of every precious drop of sweat that clings like sin on his delicious skin. You're certain tons of other girls have done this kind of thing to him, probably pretty fucking often. But he seems to be getting off on this more than just the usual body-worshiping session that he must be so used to receiving. Based on your time so far with him, you figure that's for more than a few reasons. "Yes—God, nurse, so good—just... ugh, fucking... hurts..."

"Hurts? Hmm, where does it hurt, sir?" you purr, teeth vibrating against skin as they bite and tease the beautifully bulging curve of Will's shoulder. You know exactly where he means; in this position your slick crotch is rubbing hard against his jeans, your own arousal threatening any second to burst at the seams. You can only imagine how hard to hold in his has been. "Tell me where you need me. Please, officer. Tell me how I can serve..."

"L-lower..." is all he can manage to blurt as you instantly start shifting against his body, gliding slowly downward. "Oh God, yes—please..."

"Anything you need, Will," you passionately breathe, uttering his name on purpose just then, in the middle of the roleplay session, and time seems to stand still, for a second.

Then you begin pulling off his jeans, grabbing and sliding the denim down his muscular thighs while dropping wet kisses all over the sensitive skin just above his boxer briefs, through the soft cloth of which you can feel his massive erection throbbing violently against your neck. You need him to hear his real name in this moment. To know that he is so fucking perfect. You weren't playing a role when you said it. You need him to get that, even if it's a fact his self-hatred won't let him accept.

Leaving the top of his jeans rumpled at his knees, you pause mid-tease, just to look reverently up at Will's beautiful face, melting inside as he lets his eyes open to meet your gaze. You hold his stare as your teeth continue toying with the upper hem of his underwear, tugging almost hard enough to tear. 

When you release the bite, you hear him moan in pleasure as the elastic snaps back down onto the tender skin there, your hands framing his hips, in sync with your lips, as both your fingers and your mouth start inching closer toward his painfully hard dick. So. Fucking. Perfect. 

You can already tell that it is, without even seeing or tasting it yet, even when it's still completely sheathed in fabric, sweat and precum seeping through the cloth that's straining to contain his huge cock, every inch of his crotch, like your own, soaking wet.

You've been prolonging everything that's happening so far, because somehow you know, that the moment his dick is unleashed and drives into your throat... the first part of the roleplay will come to a close. 

You'll still be playing nurse, of course. But the focus of the sex will be on Will fucking you up, playing cop, hard and rough. As much as you crave that, you've been wanting desperately to savor every second leading up to it. Every second of this, every healing touch and every tender loving kiss. 

And so you have. Though you could never get enough, by now you're finally ready—aching all over, really—for what's yet to come. For him to feed you full of every sweet drop that you know has been building for so fucking long. Soon it'll be the officer's turn to dominate his nurse, take what he wants... and give you what you need, by ravaging your dirty little mouth and dripping cunt.

The thought crosses your mind that you're dying to have him turn over—so that you can massage the strong blades of his shoulders, leave a trail of kisses down the curve of his spine, leading straight to his ass, which you're sure looks divine, and deserves to be worshiped all night... but you'll just have to hope to get the chance another time. Because right now his meat is so hard it’s a crime. Needs to be in your mouth and will not be denied.

"God... smell so good, sir," you murmur, rubbing your nose all over the cloth that's covering his cock and balls, inhaling his sweat and his musk, getting off on the filth of it all. Your eager fingers curl under the top of his boxer briefs as you bury your face deep between his thighs. "May I...?"

Sure enough, Will's voice has gone a few shades darker now when he replies, raspy and rough. "May you what?" he demands. "Want that cock in your mouth, slut?"

Those words hit you right in the cunt. "Fuck..."

"Naughty girl," he snarls, hands reaching down to grab your skull, taking your head in his control, so hard it hurts. "You here to be my nurse? Or dirty little whore?"

You groan in bliss as Will pulls your face deeper into his crotch, heightening your pleasure as he clamps his thighs together, then releases just enough to let you breathe and give your answer. "I—I'm whatever you want me to be, officer..."

"Oh, I'll show you what I want, you filthy cunt," he grunts, thick fingers tangling in your hair to hold your head in place as he sits up. "Ready to get that pretty face fucked? Slutty little mouth ever sucked off a cop?"

Oh God... you're still too suffocated to talk, overdosing on the feel and the smell of his cock. Then you yelp in shock when he suddenly shifts, dragging you with him as he slides swiftly off of the table, spinning you around to slam your hips against the side of it and bend you over, facedown with your tits smashing into the cushioned surface, with him standing behind you as you hear him reaching down to get the handcuffs he'd been keeping in his pocket. Making it clear that your entire body just exists for him to fuck it.

At this point the sounds coming out of your mouth are just moans of desire and whimpers of bliss. It feels like you're already coming just from that telltale metallic clink, and the sensation of his savage grip which is a whole damn kink, holding your hands in place at the small of your back as he fastens the sturdy cuffs around your wrists.

And then he speaks, and holy shit, you're too turned on to even breathe. "You like this? Need this?" he devilishly teases. "Mmm. Who would've thought sweet little nurse would be so naughty. On your knees, bitch."

With a submissive grunt, you hasten to shift position, wanting nothing more than to obey. All your limbs have been reduced to a pathetic shaking mess though, so your movements are clumsy and slow—and Will is gonna have to punish you for that, despite the fact that his hotness is what got you this way. 

"Hurry up, slut," he huffs, shoving your skirt up a bit to slap your ass, causing you to gasp at the contact of his calloused palm against your soft, bare skin. "Don't make me say it again. You need some fucking motivation?"

Your blood stops in your veins just then—as the cold, hard pressure that you feel at the back of your head can only be one thing: officer's big, bad gun. And the touch of this deadly weapon instantly has you coming undone. 

On some level you hope it's loaded. Because you're a sick, twisted piece of shit.

Will obviously knows it. But it isn't. Isn't loaded. More than anything he prides himself on caution and discipline, and on safety, even—especially—in the midst of sex that's so dangerously crazy.

So there's no real risk at all, now as he keeps the barrel of the gun against your skull, shifting it to your temple as you finally sink down in front of him, on your knees gazing up at his soul-crushing beauty. Ready to do your fucking duty. Your jaw has dropped open on instinct, drooling like mad with hunger for the meat that you've been craving more than anything.

"This what you want?" he taunts, free hand groping at his crotch for a second, grabbing himself through his boxer briefs, then yanking the cloth sharply downward and letting his raging cock finally spring free. 

And God, you think as you gawk at it, speechless—it's even bigger and more beautiful than you had ever dreamed. Which should not have been possible, really, given how flawless you'd imagined it to be. 

Your face impulsively lunges toward the pillar of perfection but Will reaches down to take it in his grip, slapping the tip against your cheek a few times just to tease and torture you before he forces it right past your panting lips. "Yeah, that's it. Suck on officer's big fucking dick. Take it deep, you dirty bitch."

You don't even need him to tell you—with your face buried in his crotch like this, devouring him deep is all you can do. 

But you love it even more when you're taking his orders. Love every second of his dirty talk as he keeps on hammering your throat with his huge, rock hard cock. No dick has any business being so delicious, you think to yourself in a daze, as he mercilessly fucks your face, gun at your head all the while as each thrust of his hips breaks your gaping jaw to pieces. 

No doubt he's gonna cum in your mouth any second now. It's bound to happen soon, you're sure, the way he's pounding so forcefully in and out, ever harder and faster—you cannot fucking wait to taste every sweet drop from his cock, swallow it all down from this goddamn sexy bastard...

"Get the fuck up, slut," he commands all of a sudden, slapping his dick against your drooling tongue before abruptly pulling out of your mouth before you're done with him. 

He grips you by the hair to hoist you up onto your feet, then slams you down with your back pressed against the table good and hard ready to take his meat. He's using both hands to manhandle you now like the whore you've become, so at this point he's no longer holding his gun. Though you miss the feeling of the lethal hunk of metal on your skin, you realize soon enough that his dick is an even deadlier weapon. 

At the sensation of his leaking tip, lining up with your soaking wet slit as these next few words spill from his lips... you pretty much die on the instant. "Gonna lay down the law on this sweet little cunt."

And Ironhead doesn't waste a second doing just that. 

Drives in deep and fucks you up, pounding your dripping pussy rough and fast, and from the first thrust it's already the best sex you've ever had. While his left hand keeps your cuffed wrists firmly pinned above your head, his right hand digs into the cleavage of your slutty nurse outfit, then brutally rips it to pieces, giving his ravenous mouth full access to your tits. You let out a scream of bliss as he attacks your aching nipples with his skillful tongue and lips, and as his hand slides down your torso till his thumb reaches your clit, flicking and toying with it as he keeps on destroying your cunt with his dominant dick. 

"Damn, such a hot fucking nurse," he growls as his ravenous mouth wanders upward, sucking and biting at your neck and leaving lasting love marks all over. "You like officer's cock tearing up this tight pussy of yours? Like the way it hurts?"

"Oh God, yes...!" you cry out, your whorish voice so desperate and loud you barely recognize the sound, to be quite honest. You have never felt such pleasure. "Yes, yes sir!"

"Good girl," Will wickedly purrs, knowing this kind of praise makes your toes curl. "Bet you can't wait to cum all over this big dick. That what you want, bitch? Gonna cum for me?"

Words pour out of your mouth somehow, even when all your senses have gone blurry, when it feels like you've lost the ability to speak right now. "Fuck—yes officer, please!"

"Yeah, that's it, you dirty slut," he grunts, claiming your lips in a passionate kiss, devouring your mouth for a second before he breathes these mind-blowing words into it. "Cum. Fucking cum. Wanna feel this tight cunt squirt all over me."

It happens the instant he says it. Obviously. 

Every nerve, every cell in your body, explodes violently, leaving you a complete senseless heap by the time Will pulls out of your pulsating cunt and forces you back down toward the floor onto your knees. 

As much as you both would've loved it if he came deep in your pussy, tight and juicy, even more so you're both dying to have his entire load shoot down your slutty fucking throat. That's your ultimate fantasy. Officer, please...

With your hands cuffed behind your back, kneeling down so that the high heels you're wearing dig into your ass, eyes wide and fixated on your officer's perfect face, head lost in a dumb haze as you submit to the fire of his dominant gaze, and the force of his dick pumping deep in and out past your overstretched lips, while he holds your whole head, body and soul in his control and keeps on tightening his grip... there is no better way for Will to cum than just like this.

And he does. You seriously cannot wrap your head around how damn delicious he is. But you can wrap your tongue and lips and your entire mouth around him thankfully—and so you do, like you were born to, really. Watching as he throws his gorgeous head back with a low, extended groan and lets his eyes fall closed, while he shoots rope after rope of thick, hot, creamy cum down your dirty whore throat. This is what you both needed most. 

Yet no matter how good it feels, still it won't really be enough to heal, to cure his fears and mend the wounds deep in his soul. He knows. And so do you. It's not what's on your mind in this moment, but still, it's so painfully true. For now you can just act as if it doesn't matter, though. You've given him all the healing that you possibly could—playing nurse, your sole purpose to serve and to please, before getting down on your knees, to obey him as your officer, offering the submission that the dominant beast deep inside him needs—and damn it felt so good. 

For you, at least. You're sure it did for him, too, as you gaze up at him towering over you, blue eyes fluttering beautifully, as he tries and fails to recover from the waves of pleasure still rippling powerfully all through his body. His cock hasn't left your mouth yet. When it finally does, you desperately press your lips and tongue all over it, lavishing loving kisses up and down his throbbing shaft and dripping head, sloppy and wet. So. Fucking. Perfect.

You wish you could go on like this forever. Soon enough though, as with all good things, your time together has to end... so till then, you'll take whatever you can get.

"Thank you, officer," you murmur as you look up at him and slurp every last lingering drop of cum from his cock, savoring him all over. "Are you feeling better? Was I a good little nurse?"

He smiles sweetly down at you and strokes your head, no longer playing cop for a second. He's just Will. Only Will in this moment, pure and true, standing over you, blissful and breathless. So beautiful it kills. 

For whatever it's worth—for all the healing that you've given, no matter how much he still hurts… the answer that he gives you now is honest. "Oh God, yes."

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