#I just don’t know why y’all are so interested in performing for them

[orthopoogle]

Honestly, the liberal Christians who relentlessly throw their fellow Christians under the bus in order to look good for all their little secular friends are the most annoying people in the world to me. You know, the ones who conveniently only talk religion and politics when posting some essay about how “true Christians” shouldn’t let our religion get in the way of abortion or gay marriage being legal, the ones who always post about how they’re “not like OTHER Christians” and slyly share their secular friends’ posts dunking on Christians, the ones who co-sign all their secular friends’ stupid takes about how “the real Jesus” is actually, like, a super chill hippie who is totally okay with everyone doing whatever they want as long as they’re “nice.” I promise you guys your “friends” won’t like you half as much if they ever get the rest of us out of the way, lol.

[monstersflashlight]

This post was supposed to be a long story but I got impatient and posted it. Now we have the full story. Hope y’all like it as much as I do. <3

Orc professor

Orc x chubby fem!reader || power dynamics, dom/sub undertones, exhibitionism, voyeurism, cum play, breeding, size kink, age gap, degradation, praise kink

It was your third failed mini-test when you thought enough was enough. Your hot orc professor was too attractive for your sanity. He was so hot with his cardigans and whatever he wore that you were always distracted, unable to take notes. It was his fault, and you needed to remedy that before you failed the whole class. You just needed to talk to him and see what could you do to pass. You’ll do some extra homework, maybe write a few more papers. Anything. A naughty part of you wanted to offer him sex favors, but you knew he wasn’t that kind of orc. Maybe.

You knocked on his office door and heard the muffled “come in”. You opened the door and your breath was taken away because how fucking attractive he was. The black framed glasses and salt and pepper hair just accentuating his green skin. Your panties got wet instantly. Fuck. Why had he to be so fucking hot? It would be a lot easier if he was just an old wrinkly dude.

“What do you need from me?” He looked up from the papers he was grading and that look combined with that phrase made your pussy tingle. Fuck, you were so turned on by everything he did.

He could be talking about the condensation of the trees in the desert and you’ll be panting in the back of the class, panties wet. And right now, you were worried your arousal was going to form a wet patch in your pants. This needed to be fast before you embarrassed yourself.

“I- I want to know if I can do some extra activities to improve my performance in your class.” You told him as fast as you could, sitting down in front of him and trying really hard not to rub your thighs together.

The frantic pulse of your heart was mirrored on your clit, and it was driving you completely crazy. Being so close to him was like an aphrodisiac in itself.

“What kind of activities do you suggest?” He seemed uninterested. Some part inside of you got mad at him, you were clearly trying to improve and he looked like an asshole who didn’t care if his students passed or not. And for some reason that only made him hotter. You needed to get laid soon before you humped his leg or something.

“I- I don’t know. I just need to pass your class. Please, I’ll do anything,” you begged. You were sure it was too much, but he looked at you, a spark of interest in his dark pupils.

You realized how bad it sounded when you thought about it. You tried to take it back, say you didn’t mean it like that, but then he surprised you asking back: “Anything?” His smirk was enough to send lighting down your pussy, your panties soaking through your clothes. Good Goddess, how was he so fucking hot?

Contrary to your better judgment, and probably thinking just with your southern parts, you matched his teasing tone as you answered: “Yes, yes. Anything.” You leaned closer to his table, showing more tits than you knew you should. But fuck it. If you couldn’t pass this class, at least you could fuck the hottest professor on campus.

He leaned back on his chair, his eyes flickering to your almost exposed breasts. He hummed and finally said: “Okay, little human, we’ll make a deal.” You nodded eagerly, so ready to do whatever he asked.

If he asked you to get naked and suck his cock right there, you would fall to your knees so fast he wouldn’t even see you moving. You were more than ready, so wet and needy you could feel the wetness pooling inside your thighs, probably through your pants. The walk home was going to be so uncomfortable. Ugh.

But you weren’t expecting his offer to be so filthy, so nasty. “Each morning, you’ll arrive a bit early, and you will handle me your panties. Used panties. And I want you to take them off in front of me, so I suggest you start wearing those slutty skirts you love so much.” You were bamboozled by his words.

Did he notice you? Did he like your skirts, too? He must like them if he noticed you wearing them so often. And he though they were slutty (they were, and you might or might not wear them to see if he reacted). A part of you wanted to be offended, but the other part of you was ready to say yes. Yes to that, yes to anything.

He interpreted your silence as agreement and kept talking. “If you do that, you will pass my class. That works for you?” He was back to looking uninterested, but you saw right through his facade.

His hand was resting suspiciously close to his groin, and you could almost make the outline of a dick. A huge dick, but you weren’t sure. You wanted to lean closer to inspect it, but you refrained, your head spinning with everything that just happened.

“Yes. Yes. Perfect. I’ll do it. Thank you, thank you, thank you…” You repeated a dozen times before he dismissed you. There was a big grin on his face when you left. You could feel his eyes fixed on your ass as you walked out. Point for you.

The first couple days it went without a hitch. You arrived early, and he was always there, expecting you with a knowing smirk. You usually made a show of pushing your panties down your legs and grabbing them, never actually showing him anything, but making it obvious that you were enjoying yourself with the game you two were playing. He always smelled them and hummed appreciatively, making your clit get excited instantly. You loved when men were vocal in bed. In his case, when monster’s were.

Where all monsters more vocal than humans? You never slept with a monster before. You always wanted to try, but never knew someone who excited you as much as your orc professor. The first time you saw him you tripped on your feet and almost hit the ground. He was so much older than you, he could probably be your father, but good lord if you wouldn’t love to call him daddy.

After the fourth day giving him your panties, you got a bit bolder. You turned around and bent down, making sure he was seeing your naked pussy and fat ass as you did so. The red lacy panties barely covered your wet pussy as you pushed them down your legs. He growled loudly at you when he saw them, you groaned softly. When you handled the panties to him, his eyes were as dark as a storm and you could see the outline of his dick perfectly. You gasped, he was so big, so much bigger than anyone you’d been with before. How would that feel inside of you? Would it even fit?

That day, you left feeling elated because of his reaction, a plan starting to form in your mind. You were going to be really, really bad. You spent the rest of the class rubbing your thighs together and trying not to touch yourself. You could still see the outline of his dick if you focused on his groin, and it was making you insane. You almost ran out of the class to jerk off in the bathroom.

On the fifth day, you wore your shortest skirt, the one that barely covered your ass. You walked in and waited until he gave you a once over. Your body was burning by the time he ended his staring. He arched a brow, expecting you to do what you were instructed before. You turned around and repeated the same actions as the day before, showing him your wet pussy as you bent down. He growled again and you smirked.

You handed them the black lacy panties and grinned. “Here you have them, sir.” You pronounced the last word with all your intent, being as flirty as possible as you walked away, sitting in the first row. You never did that before, you were forever a last row girly, but today you had plans. You felt his eyes lingering on your half exposed ass. The walk home was going to be a bit sketchy with that skirt, but it was worth it.

The class started and he looked at you. You smiled innocently as he started to explain about the life circle of some plant. You didn’t care, you were a girl on a mission.

When he turned around and started asking questions, you opened your legs.

The girl sitting next to you wasn’t paying any attention to your actions, but his gaze zeroed on you. You open your legs slightly more, knowing full well your big thighs must cover your pussy most of the time. But if you open them far enough… Yes. You realized the second he saw your pussy because he dropped the pen he was using to write down some stuff on the board.

And then you saw it: the outline of his monster cock noticeable against his dark pants, making you drool and do it again. You parted your legs and bit down on a pen, trying to be as slutty as possible. He coughed to cover what you guessed was a groan. He sat down and ordered everyone to write some stuff for him.

Before you left the class, he grabbed your arm and told you: “Remember we have a meeting after class, I’ll be expecting you in my office.” His tone is harsh and final, you nodded, blushing. Suddenly you feel very embarrassed about your performance in class, but your slutty side is more than happy to comply.

After all your classes, you rushed to his office and knocked softly. He opened the door before you could ask, grabbing your wrist and pulling you inside. He closed the door behind you and pressed your back against it. He was over you instantly, his big mouth kissing you as his tusks framed your jaw. You kissed him back with equal passion, grabbing his hair and pressing your whole body against his. You moaned against his mouth when he pulled back.

“You were a very naughty girl. And naughty girls need to be punished.” His voice had an edge of danger to it that had you panting. You nodded, eagerly. “Bend down over the desk. Now.” You had to press against him to get to it, but you complied.

“What about the papers?” You asked, trying to move them around but he grunted. He put a hand on the middle of your back and pushed down, plastering your head against the papers and pulling your skirt up at the same time. You felt the cold air against your backside and shivered.

“Such a slutty girl, offering me his panties for a pass. Showing me her wet pussy like a slut. Parting her legs for me in the middle of class.” He punctuated each one of your actions with a caress to your ass. You were panting against the papers, pushing your ass up to get him to touch you more. “You need to be punished for all of that. You were a very, very naughty girl. Such a slut.” And then his big hand made contact with your right ass cheek. You screamed and he stopped. “That won’t do. You need to be quiet.” You looked at him over your shoulder and watched as he took your panties out of his pocket. “Open.” You complied, and he shoved them in your mouth. “Good girl. I’m going to spank your little slutty ass and then fuck your pussy, do you want that?” You nodded eagerly.

He hit your ass ten times, one after the other, not letting you catch your breath before he was hitting you again. You cried out around the panties in your mouth, but you only got them wet with saliva. Tears fell from your eyes and landed on the papers on the desk, making a mess. He didn’t care about it. When he finished spanking you, your pussy was so wet you were sure it was dripping.

“Such a good girl taking the spanking she deserves. Are you on the pill?” His question took you by surprise and when you nodded again he smirked. “Good, I’m going to breed you so deeply you are going to feel me for days.” You groaned at his words. He lowered his pants enough to get his dick out. When you saw it, you whimpered. “Don’t worry, it will fit.” You weren’t so sure about it, but he was already pushing the tip against your gaping hole.

By the time he bottomed out you were breathless. His dick so big you could feel it in the back of your throat. You were spread so wide you felt like you were going to tear in two. But it felt so fucking good. His dick hit every single good point inside of you, rubbing against your G-spot and parts of your pussy you didn’t even know could feel that good. He breathed hard over you as you adapted to his size. He was being so careful with you it was a shock from the way he acted when you entered his office.

After a few minutes you started moving your hips back. He grabbed your hips and pulled back, controlled. You groaned and he chuckled, pushing into you again. The scream you let out wasn’t muffled by the panties. And then the carefulness stopped. He fucked your pussy restlessly, until you were drooling around the panties and over papers on the desk. You could feel the bruises forming on your hips, where his green hands were holding you.

He fucked you like a machine, grabbing you like a toy and fucking your body like you weren’t more than a fleshlight to him. You moaned and groaned around your gag every time he thrusted inside. The pleasure so high it was maddening. His hand went around your body and he started rubbing your clit frantically. You came less than three seconds later and he rapidly followed. His cum was scalding hot in your insides, so deep and so much of it you could feel it slipping out around his dick.

When he finished cumming, he draped himself over you and hugged you close. “You did good, you were perfect.” He took the panties out of your mouth and kissed you softly, moving your limp body until your back was on the desk and he was sitting on his chair in front of you. “Now, take out my cum and eat it.”

You pushed your torso off the table, leaning on your elbows. “Wha- what?” Did he really wanted you to do that? That felt forbidden, like a step too far, but it made you so hot to think about it...

“Finger yourself for me and eat out mixed essence like a good girl for me,” he repeated. As soon as he praised you, you were ready to do whatever he asked you to.

So you complied. “Ye- yes, sir.”

You proceeded to do exactly what he told you, slowly scooping his cum from inside you with your fingers and putting it in your mouth. You moaned at the first taste, feeling naughtier than ever, feeling like the slut he called you earlier. His eyes were focused on your pussy and it felt so good to have all his attention over you that you wanted to scream again, your pussy tingling.

“Come here.” He pulled you off the table and to a kneeling position between his legs. You looked up at him adoringly, your brain, blind with pleasure. “You are going to show me those beautiful breasts of yours and I’m going to come again over you. Then you’ll put the shirt back on and walk to your house like that. Pussy dripping cum, tits marked by me,” he growled the last part. You nodded, already taking your shirt off. “Good girl.”

He jerked his monster cock over your tits, his green fist contrasted with his red tip and darker dick. It was beautiful to see. It took him less than three minutes to be groaning over you as he painted your boobs with his release. He spread it all over your tits, pinching your nipples as he did so. You groaned, your clit pulsing again. You couldn’t understand how much his actions turned you on.

He helped you put back your shirt, and he put you over his lap. You made out for a few more minutes as you melted against him.

“Tomorrow morning I expect you to be early for class.” You arched an eyebrow at him, confused. “If you want to show me your pussy, my cum better be leaking out of it. Do you understand?” You nodded, unable to form words after such risky order. “Good.” He kissed you again before sending you home.

Anticipation filled your inside as you walked home feeling his cum drying over your tits and leaking out of your bare pussy.

You were going to get an A+ in his class.

Don’t forget you can comission me for something like this if you want.

[brittle-doughie]

Infinity and Beyond - Looking Into The Sweet Signals from Space Update!

We’re finding the imposters among us with this one!

The aim of this concept is to have it be a multi-update deal akin to the Dragons storyline with how they say “like the dragon series, we’re diving into a story set in a rich, expansive universe”. This peaked my interest, I’d love to see what they have in store! I know there are some folks who like or don’t like the Dragons story, so I wonder what you all think of this!

Meet Astronaut Cookie! She’s cute, has an ice cream sandwich satellite for a pet, even has a cat cookie motif with her costume? What more could you want! Yeah, her skill might be a bit too reminiscent of Cyborg’s (who also got a skin after 84 years lol), but I’m willing to look past that.

Alright, I’m kind of vibing with the setting already, cookies are probably toothpaste, wonder if they clean your teeth when eaten. How does one “escape” or even fortify against a blackhole? The event itself sounds similar to the Sugar Maze event to me…in a way somehow. Wait, why is Stollen Cookie here?Also Planet H A M B O R G A R

I’m now getting Star Wars: Rogue One flashbacks. Just like Cyborg, it’s been 84 years since he got attention, so I’m happy to see he got a cool skin to deck himself out with!

The Surprise Bears. They can either go well or go very poorly, still means I don’t have to run over and over again for the god damn legendary ingredients. However, I do hope the challenges aren’t meant to be a cap in any way, since that already drags it down when you were able to AFK for hours beforehand, even if it sucked. Team Fight getting a gem boost might give me more incentive to play.

(Gmod flatline sound effect plays)

The Deal with Legendaries is canceled, y’all /j. I can’t keep up with their pace, bro. I’m over here trying to write it from time to time and they already have another one on the way, I’m dead. Xylitol Nova himself is getting flak for having a supposedly dull design unworthy of the rarity, I’m already seeing it in the QRTs on Twitter lol. For me, I’ll wait until I cast judgment, he has a pretty cool skin though…

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(Astronaut Cookie looked all around her new setting, seeing the city’s sleek, clean, futuristic design she hasn’t seen much of back on Earthbread. The cookies here didn’t look all that different too, save for their ingredients being possibly toothpaste in some capacity. She was caught staring at this one cookie in particular, she observed them inspecting the shield and instructing the robots to different spots close to the barrier, Xylitol Nova Cookie chuckled at her once he noticed.)

Xylitol Nova Cookie: Ah, I see you’ve taken an interest in one of my cookies. That would be Xylitol Y/N Cookie, they’re in charge of making sure the barrier is in peak performance, they’ve been hard at work ever since we’ve seen reports of the blackhole.

(Xylitol Nova walked over to them as Astronaut followed. Meanwhile, you were instructing both cookies and robots alike on the status of the barrier, making sure that no fault in any way was detected. Until the voice of someone very familiar to you called your name..)

Xylitol Nova Cookie: Hello, Xylitol Y/N Cookie. How are you doing?

(You greeted Xylitol Nova in return and proceeded to ramble on about the barrier. You did your best at trying to speak to him, but couldn’t ignore that cookie next to him staring at you. It also looked like Xylitol Nova wasn’t taking your analysis seriously with that smile of his, something that bothered you to no end!)

Xylitol Nova Cookie: How routine of you, Xylitol Y/N Cookie. Always thinking about the barrier when we haven’t had any issues in the past couple rotations. We have a guest here today and I’d like for you to meet her-

(You couldn’t, you had to inspect the rest of the barrier-when Xylitol Nova Cookie suddenly hugged you from behind with a strong grip, a scene that made Astronaut Cookie feel…envious. You complained and grumbled as you try fruitlessly to free yourself)

Xylitol Nova Cookie: Xylitol Y/N Cookie. You are taking a break from now until further notice, I’d hate to use my authority on you, but this is for your own good. Feel free to interact with your fellow cookies, come and see me in my residence, or even introduce yourself to our guest here~! (I’d prefer you pick the second option in my opinion)

(You continued to struggle until it felt tighter to move, you looked to your front to see Astronaut Cookie hugging you from the front, her head resting on your chest. You swear she’s…shaking a little bit?)

Xylitol Nova Cookie: What do you know? Even our visitor is agreeing with me, she appears to have taken a liking to you too.

(…Who was this?)

[restinslices]

Could you do the Earthrealm champions being invited by GN!reader to dance with them in a video?

If you need song ideas for this request, I got you covered:

Bet y’all ain’t know I like K-pop. Expect the unexpected. My internet is being dumb asf and I cannot add gifs so you’re getting dumb pictures I found on Pinterest

Johnny Cage

“I’m a star sweetheart, I don’t have time for silly videos”

*Proceeds to dance with passion*

Johnny cannot take shit seriously so if you think he’d be too proud to do a little dance for a video, you’re smoking 

He probably wears something way over the top for the video as if he’s actually performing for a crowd 

I don’t think Johnny is a natural dancer but he makes do. He probably practices to make sure he doesn’t look stupid and you’ll have to record the video multiple times until he’s satisfied 

“I don’t like that one or that one or that one or-” “I’m gonna find a new partner. Oh my gosh”

Honestly I think he has more fun than you

“I think I should add ‘dancer’ to my lists of talents”

He probably asks to do it again

Idk if I see Johnny being into K-pop but the interest would start here and spiral 

I also feel like he enjoys dances from girl groups more than boy groups. I once again don’t know why I think this way but it makes sense in my head 

Likes more simple dances. It keeps the focus on his pretty face and outfits 

“I think I’d be fantastic in a girl group” “Ok Johnny”

It’s giving “nurse! He’s out again!”

He has a new hyperfixation now. I hope you’re proud of yourself 

Favorite thing to dance to is Cupid by Fifty Fifty 

Kenshi Takahashi 

Only does it because you asked him to, and even then he doesn’t really want to 

He doesn’t hate dancing but he just doesn’t do it 

Considering he escaped from the Yakuza, him being in a video with you isn’t the best idea. You can call him paranoid. He calls himself careful. 

When he finally agrees, he's wearing the most obnoxious get up; hoodie, sweatpants, a hat, glasses, a mask and gloves. It's so no one can know who he is, but who in the Yakuza is randomly watching dance videos?

He won't change his mind though and wears it all.

You have to do an easy dance otherwise he'll sweat himself to death 

I don't see him going out of his way to do it again. It was alright to him. He's not big on dancing so learning a dance then doing it wasn't the best way to spend his time. Also he was extremely sweaty so he's not tryna do it again 

He will if you ask, but he won't bring it up first 

He's trying to not be noticed but people can't help but notice him 

I feel like he favors boy groups only slightly. Favorite thing to dance to is Still 24K by 24K but only the chorus because once again, sweat and heat. And YES I picked 24K because I'm never letting their name die. I miss them 

Kung Lao

“I have better things to do, like training new recruits at the Academy” “If you're too scared of me dancing better than you, just say that”

He learns the dance that night 

He's competitive so what's supposed to be a sweet couples thing, turns serious 

Wants to do a hard dance just to prove how great he is even if it's stupid 

Legit is angrily typing “hard kpop dances” and picking one at random 

He has you ask the audience to comment who danced better or do a poll

If he wins, he's ecstatic and wants to continue showing off. If he loses, he's bitter. The vote was rigged. Real “Stop the count!” type shit 

If he loses he wants to do it again so he can do better. He legit can't let it go. The problem is he keeps diving into hard ass dances and refuses to start simple 

You have to pry his hands off the keyboard and help him pick something simple 

Once he stops being stubborn then you two can actually have fun. Dancing can become a regular thing, but he's gonna keep making it a challenge 

In his eyes, he always wins 

Idk if he has a preference for boy or girl groups. I'll say his favorite thing to dance to is Monster by Exo because I feel like he'd want to do Chanyeol's jump 

Raiden

I think he'd be shy at first. Super Shy if you will 

He doesn't wanna fuck it up, yk? After being told it's not that deep and it's just for fun, he agrees 

Besides Johnny, he's probably having the most fun. I feel like he enjoys spending time with the people he cares about and this is doing just that 

Wants to do it again because it's spending time with you and it makes you happy 

Before I even end this, he's a girl group stan and I'm standing on it

Idk why but I think he'd like 4Minute and I'm not changing my mind. He'd be bummed they're not together anymore 

Honestly, his favorite groups have probably all disbanded or are on hiatus. He's not having a good time 

“I like 4Minute” “disbanded” “2NE1?” “disbanded” “Miss A?” “disbanded” “CLC?” “I don't think they're disbanded but they're doing their own thing” “I hate my life”

I just feel like he'd have bad luck 

Dancing becomes a new hobby though. He can't always be getting rid of threats. 

Mainly does it with you 

His favorite thing to dance to is Whatcha Doin’ Today by 4Minute. Honestly I can see that being his favorite song which is a real shame cause I think his favorite would be Jihyun and she got like, one line (I'm projecting)

Liu Kang 

Big problem with your plan. He has glowing eyes and shades hardly dull them. How's he gonna hide that? 

With TWO pairs of shades of course 

I think he'd be reluctant to make the video because his existence isn't supposed to be known by random people 

He'd be willing to dance with you alone, he's just not sure about the video and he won't be sure until you come up with a good idea that'll get rid of that problem 

You can post it on your close friends though. They make sense 

I feel like he'd like dancing to some random ass unknown group from the 80s or 90s. Who even are these people?

He did watch as civilization grew so he's seen tons of groups form and disband so I guess it's not surprising he knows smaller groups. 

Idk if he'd have a preference for boy groups or girl groups. If it's good music, it's good music 

I don't think it'd become a new hobby for him. He's not reluctant about it like Kenshi, it just doesn't interest him as much as you'd like 

He makes it known he's doing this for you. Not in an asshole way, but in a “I really like when you're happy” type of way 

I'm NOT looking up old ass groups just for this so imma say his favorite thing to dance to is Kard in general. Why? Idk. I’m spreading an agenda

I wanna write more MK1 intros but I’m brain empty. I’m miserable This was also short. My bad anon. Everyone has around 230 words

[tsunderetypea]

Little Slayer 5| TLoVM x platonic!reader

[A/N]: Hey y’all, I hope you are enjoying the series so far. I’m trying to work on Part 6 but I’m running out on ideas on what to do or say so I thought it would be interesting to ask you the readers on what do you think should go on next and if you have any funny-liners to add in haha!

Please let me know in the comments! Now onward to the story!

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Word Count| 1647

Link to [Part 4] | Link to [Part 6]

“I can’t believe it… they’re gone.” came the mournful response of the performing bard, Vax seeing his sorrowful expression as he himself was in disbelief that you had been taken just as fast.

However as he thought about what they should do at that moment, he noticed something was afoot.

Or rather something was missing.

“Surrender? They don’t know it.” a slightly familiar voice spoke. The eyes of the party members sparked in recognition of the voice, though their faces were in disbelief when they saw who had spoken it. “Impossible…” glowered the master of cremation as he lowered his head to look at you as you stood mere kilometers away holding Mythcarver in your hand.

You had managed to get it. ‘By the gods…’ thought the rogue as he could feel the corners of his lips quirk into a proud smile.

“Not ‘impossible’-- ‘I’M’ possible…” you corrected. With a smirk on your lips and with the vestige in hand; you directed Mythcarver to his feet. The dragon let out a guttural growl before looking down to see pouches of something on his left foot that alighted at that moment.

You knew that gunpowder would come in handy.

Multiple explosions reverberated in the area; Keyleth, Pike, Scanlan, and Vax moved out of the way as Scargone was knocked over by his injured foot.

Grog and Vex looked on with incredulous looks on their faces though the half-giants turned into one of glee. “See I told you she can vibrate…” he said proudly as the others recovered from the ground.

You happened to hear him and chuckled at his response but that laughter went away when Scargone set his sights on you.

His eyes seemed to try to read your figure as now that he was able to see you by the light of his flame that their was an air of familiarity surrounding you.

Of course you had no clue on what he thought of at that moment as without a second to waste you charged toward him with Mythcarver at the ready.

Vax however did not want you to further engage. “Scanlan, Keyleth get them!” he ordered as he saw your figure charge at the destructive monster.

From what you could tell all you could hear was white noise as you focused your attention on your oversized opponent who sent out another fury of blue. You dropped down skidding in time to now slide under his belly.

“Where are they?” Scargone hissed as his flame diminished from sight, sensing that you had evaded his attack. He lowered his head in search of you even though you quietly crept out from under his belly to now under his head. What you had in mind since you had the vestige was going to top all the stupidest things you had done so far.

But it would also give Vox Machina an opening when they saw what you would do next even though you couldn’t lie to yourself that it was a little bit scary.

Okay, a lot scary.

‘This is so scary?! Why did I think this was a good idea!?’ you admonished yourself as you tried to keep yourself going on the adrenaline, your lungs desperate for air as much as you tried to stifle your deep breaths. You couldn’t give way to your position no matter how much head damage the beast had as you waited for the exact moment to exact your attack.

You could see it approaching as when he was close enough to the ground, you darted out and climbed as fast as you ever climbed on top of his snout.

“That kid has more balls than I do…” the words spilled out of Scanlan’s mouth as they all witnessed you climb on top of the beast’s nose. “You got that right,” echoed Pike as they saw at first glance how Scargone was trying to make you let go of him.

“But why go on his… nose?” grunted Keyleth as she summoned more vines to pin the lizard’s wings. But her comment brought something to mind for the Matron’s champion as he looked onward to the still resisting beast though more importantly on you.

Then it hit him.

“I see what they are going to do, be on the ready..!” he informed as he ducked out of the way from a near fiery death. “I’m still trying to hold him down!” yelled the air Ashari. “Whatever you have planned, do it without me.”

“I’ll still stay with you,” Pike voiced as she still attempted to assist with all her being. “No Pike, we’re going to need you.” expressed the half-elf as he beckoned for both gnomes to follow after him. The cleric was hesitant, her eyes looking over to see if the Druid would be alright with her leaving only to see her send a look that confirmed it. It was only the four of them now that Percy, Grog and Vex were out of commission.

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“GAHH!” you screamed as you tried to hold on.

“You insolent bitch! I’m going to roast you and eat you when I have my claws on you!” you heard Scargone say to you.

“I don’t taste delicious sorry! I think I have diseases!… the plague even!” you shouted as you held on to some nobs on his snout, all the while still holding onto Mythcarver. “Not the point you bastard!” he hissed as he threw his head in an attempt to bite your flailing limbs off or at most get the vestige out of your hands.

You had had it. “Then have tetanus then!” with a war cry that mostly sounded like a scream, you swung Mythcarver jabbing it by your luck a through-and-through into his nostrils.

Scaergone howled in utmost agony as your right arm was bathed in his blood.

Though by his distraction of pain, he had no time to react to the forces assembling behind him.

With a shout of “now”, thanks to Vax’s speed he was able to get Scanlan and Pike to Scargone’s skull and because of their sudden force; their attack was more deadly when they struck him again for the last time.

The dragon let out a wail as he tried to keep his head up until several gunshots penetrated his already wounded weak spots made his once towering head crash to the ground with a loud thud.

The trio having heard the gunshots looked up to see Percy towering over them on another nearby building, blood streaming down his head as he lowered his pepperbox.

“I thought this would never end…” he managed to huff out as Pike and Scanlan cheered in victory. “Me neither..” Keyleth uttered, drained as she leaned onto her staff for support. Out of all of them, she had taken the brunt of managing to stay around to keep Scargone grounded.

“It was thanks to the kid we were able to succeed…” Scanlan said with a smile, being the first to praise you. “Indeed..” Vax shared one as well that was quickly wiped away when he realized you might have not gotten off when they finished slaying the mythical beast.

“Oh shit, are they okay?..!” he quickly got off the slain dragon as he made his way toward the head, the others following in his pursuit. In that moment he did feel slight guilt from how he was acting towards you earlier. But it seemed to vanish as you said “I’m good!” to him when he made his way over. A smile was etched on your lips as you hung over upside down from the snout without a care as if you were not lying on top of a dead dragon.

“Thank goodness you are!” chuckled Pike as she watched Vax help you to get down from the dead beast’s snout. “I still can’t believe you did that..!” Scanlan spoke as Percy rounded the corner with Keyleth. For the most part, they seemed to be out of words to say as you landed down beside the gnome.

“Honestly I can’t believe I did that either!” you half-heartedly chuckled, a bit embarrassed from their praises. “I mean I know you guys said you didn’t need me around but uh… I couldn’t really help myself. I felt like I should’ve been here anyway.” you continued yet you felt yourself averting from their gazes. “I also wanted to properly thank you all from earlier. Can’t do that when you guys are dead, heh.”

“You didn’t really have to do that in more ways than some, but I think I can speak for all that we are glad you did.” Vax was the first to speak in response to your address as his comrades nodded with agreement. “But we would also like to thank you. You did save us in the end.” the freckles woman sent you a smile as you looked to her having heard she was speaking directly towards you.

“I told you they’re the best. They’re my pet after all,” a deep yet familiar voice boasted as you looked over to see Grog being helped by Vex as they approached your group.

“It appears so…” agreed the archer as she sent a nod your way, you taking it as her thanks as Pike raced over to them so that she could put her healing abilities to use.

“You flatter me, I wouldn’t mind actually being a… pet.” suddenly you saw the world going sideways as boots and other things you couldn’t identify filled your vision.

It was then the world turned black.

[muffinsin]

Hey, I like to think castle Dimitrescu has a nice sizable garden. I like to think the family employs maids to upkeep the gardens alongside the vineyards; planting and designing elaborate flower beds, Roman statues, trellises, arbor gate, a beautiful hedge maze mixed with climbing roses, secluded seating in dead ends and an elegant fountain hidden in the middle. I also like to think that once spring has sprung, Daniela reads in the gardens rather than the library.

I also also like to think that one late summer night, a curious outsider scales the garden walls for the sole purpose of picking a rose. What they find instead is Dani, sitting by the fountain reading out loud Romeo and Juliet. Enchanted by the youngest Dimitrescu’s beauty, the outsider (fem g!p) admires from afar. Dani is reading Act 2 scene 2 where Romeo scales the capulet garden wall to see Juliet again (aka the balcony scene). She reads out a Juliet line, “How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, And the place death, considering who thou art, If any of my kinsmen find thee here.” Before she can continue, the outsider reads out the Romeo line, “With love’s light wings did I o’erperch these walls, For stony limits cannot hold love out, And what love can do, that dares love attempt. Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me.” Of course, this startles Dani at first, but soon she relaxes and finds herself taken by this dashing outsider. She gets the idea to test this outsider and see how long they can recite the story until things become…..too heated.

Lol I’m sure you can see a pattern with me. I love romance, especially the classics. Also, happy new year day!🎉

I absolutely agree about the garden!🪴 also such an interesting concept!👀 I’ll admit I’ve never read Romeo and Juliet lol so this might be a tad bit messier than I’d like it to be- won’t lie tho I had a lot of fun with it😬 Happy new year! 🎊 (little late as I took my time with this request, but still! Happy 2024 y’all!🎊)

Let’s get into it!

Masterlist 1

Masterlist 2

You barely manage to hold onto the stone wall as you climb alongside the small ledge. It’s cold, and slippery, and if it wasn’t for the vines covering it, you doubt you would be able to find your grip again at all.

Below you lies sure death by now, rocks and hills, thorns and boulders. You don’t spare it a glance now- never has looking down worked for anybody. You’ll just be able to return the way you came, all the way at the end of the ledge and into the tree that stands tall and proud.

A rose, is your goal.

You’re not sure why you’ve accepted this bet in the first place- to pluck a rose from the gardens of the Dimitrescu family. It’s by no means an easy task, much less one that promises safe return.

Maybe it’s your curiosity that led you to accept.

After all, the Dimitrescus are somewhat of a myth, merely a very real one.

You’ve never personally laid eyes on any of them, but heard the stories.

Stories of women, virgins, dragged off and made into wine. Others enslaved to work at the castle, at which a gruesome fate awaits them should they not perform well.

Other stories speak of a woman, a countess, taller than any man or woman one has ever seen. And three commanders, daughters.

It is said they are a family of royal standard, yet blood-thirsty huntresses willing to kill and slaughter innocent people.

You know of their distaste of men- everybody does.

And yet you have never seen them, not one of them. Are they truly as bad as they are made out to be? Are they filthy hags with bloodied limbs and large, unforgiving eyes?

It says it is curiosity that kills the cat, and yet you’re feeling exceptionally curious.

Perhaps, your questions will be answered at last.

You steady your grip as you near what must be the gardens of the castle. The summer air is warm, and even from the opposite side of the wall do you smell the scent of many blooming flowers.

You freeze momentarily at a voice. Have you been discovered?

No, the voice is faint, and dreamy. Soft, and beautiful. You feel as though pulled in.

Faster and more eager than you should, you scale the ledge faster, eager to see who this beautiful voice belongs to.

“What man art thou that, thus bescreened in night, so stumblest on my counsel”, the dreamy voice goes on.

You frown- you know this quotation.

For a moment you feel a small blush creep to your face- how fitting the line is, in a way. Only is it you who suddenly has their mind invaded by the calm, soft voice from the other side of the wall.

It’s soft and warm, gentle and yet- hopeful. Phrases roll off the sweet maiden’s tongue like honeyed words, from what must be honeyed lips.

You wonder- is this one of the women kidnapped by the almighty Dimitrescu family? A beauty trapped in the castle? You would free her, and yet beg her to sing her sweet phrases more and more.

You keep moving, you can see a bunch of thicker vines near you, perfect to climb the thick stone wall and make your way into what can only be the Garden of Eden.

“By a name. I know not how to tell thee who I am. My name, dear saint, is hateful to myself, Because it is an enemy to thee. Had I it written, I would tear the word.”, the dainty creature reads aloud.

You grunt quietly as you at last climb the thick vines. As though enchanted by a siren’s spell, your eyes immediately find the woman the beautiful voice belongs to, and are at once unable to gaze away from her for even a moment.

Auburn hair falls down her back and shoulders, glistening in the beautiful light of the moon. It has her skin appear almost white-grayed, the pale color a contrast to her dark clothing.

She is ethereal, you realize. You can’t make out the details of her face from a distance, the urge to move closer to her taking over your mind.

The beauty sits perched on a small, regal looking bench, surrounded by flowers.

You watch her pick one, a white, large one, and bring it to her face. Even from the distance you see her eyes closing in content.

She’s completely in her own little world, it seems. It’s a beautiful sight to see. Never have you gazed upon such beauty and purity.

Then, she giggles, and it’s as though your heart skips several beats.

The flower you are supposed to pick- there are plenty right within your arms reach, yet you can’t be bothered. Your eyes have set on a by far more perfect prize.

The beautiful woman smells the flower once more before picking up the book resting in her lap again.

“My ears have not yet drunk a hundred words. Of that tongue's uttering, yet I know the sound. Art thou not Romeo and a Montague?”, she reads aloud in an angel’s voice, though she is giddy now. She seems to be reading to the flower she has picked, as though it was her beloved Romeo.

You’re blushing, the next line well on your mind. Again, it applies to you.

“Neither, fair maid, if either thee dislike.”, you whisper to yourself. What are you- a burglar, technically? A villager?- neither, if she shall not like even one. You wish to be whatever she wants you to be, for her.

Soon enough the dainty creature repeats, gently, the words from the verse.

“Neither, fair maid, if either thee dislike.”, she hums. You fully climb over the wall, hidden by the shadows as you step into the garden.

This woman, you notice in the back of your mind, doesn’t seem like a captive. Like a helpless maiden. She seems powerful, yet delicate.

Upon getting a closer look, you notice her golden eyes nearly glowing in the darkness of the night. They’re beautiful, unique and breathtaking.

You yearn to touch the beauty, to feel her words of love and affection addressed to you.

“How camest thou hither, tell me, and wherefore? The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, and the place death, considering who thou art, if any of my kinsmen find thee here.”, she reads aloud, and her voice is so soft, so enchanting and alluring, seductive and sweet, innocent and tempting all at the same time, you can no longer hold back.

“With love's light wings did I o'erperch these walls, for stony limits cannot hold love out; And what love can do, that dares love attempt. Therefore thy kinsmen are no stop to me”, you blurt out.

She’s visibly startled, so much so that the flower falls from her delicate thighs and onto the stone pavement, her golden eyes bright and wide as she turns her head adorably, trying to find you.

It seems even before you step out of the shadows, she finds you.

Still, the beauty stares in bewilderment as you approach, stepping closer and closer. She takes a step back, gasping when the back of her knees hit the bench behind her.

To your shock, a sickle is summoned to her hand, and her position grows defensive. Perhaps it’s foolish that it took you until now to realize that the dainty creature is no helpless maiden, but one of the predators taunting the village and its inhabitants.

But, she’s pretty.

And so you march on no matter the risk, as though she was a siren and had lured you in.

When in front of her, you bend down somewhat gracefully to grasp and pick up the fallen flower. It’s shines in the moonlight, not entirely unlike the beautiful woman’s eyes.

When you rise and, with to Daniela surprising and never seen confidence, grasp her hand, you note a small, but surprised gasp coming from her.

Her hand is soft, but cold, and she gasps again as you bend down to place a light kiss to her knuckles.

How…romantic. You’re unlike anybody she has ever met or even laid eyes on.

The woman wordlessly stares, a blush on her pale cheeks making her seem more petite and innocent than she surely is.

As she accepts the flower back into her hand, words tumble from her lips- the continuation of the verse.

“If they do see thee, they will murder thee”, she whispers.

Unbeknownst to you, Daniela’s words ironically are a warning. If one of her sisters or mother was to spot you, you will be slain. Her eyes glisten with something- curiosity, love, hope, darkness. You feel as if you could drown in those beautiful pools of gold.

You hold her gaze. For some reason you find yourself deeply disappointed when her hand slips from yours.

She looks shy, yet seductive. She knows exactly what she is doing, and is yet cautious- you are an intruder, after all, with intentions unclear to her.

“Alack, there lies more peril in thine eye than twenty of their swords. Look thou but sweet, and I am proof against their enmity.”, you answer, stating Romeo’s verse.

Again, you seem to almost be responding to her warning in the poem of the beautiful words of the verse coming from your lips.

Then, a small promise falls from Daniela’s lips. Again, you would not know the true meaning of the spoken phrase until later.

“I would not for the world they saw thee here”, she says, and means it.

Her sisters will not find this delicious and intriguing intruder. You’re all hers, she decides.

You’re quick to respond to her.

“I have night's cloak to hide me from their eyes, and but thou love me, let them find me here. My life were better ended by their hate, than death proroguèd, wanting of thy love.”

You smile at her blush, as well as when you notice her breath quicken. This woman is adorable.

Daniela feels as though her head is spinning. She feels weak at her knees at your romantic words. This is like the most delightful of games!

The auburn haired woman grips the flower a little tighter, smirking at you as she smells it again and smiles.

With a light push to your shoulder, she walks past you, elegant in her slow and seductive movements.

“By whose direction found'st thou out this place?”, she asks, real curiosity burning in her golden eyes.

You see what she is doing, too. She’s testing you, to see how far you will be able to go until you cannot keep up with her.

As though you were the predator you know this woman apparently is, you stalk after her as she moves, admiration and want clear on your face whereas her is a perfect mask of seductiveness, hope and eagerness.

You don’t keep the beautiful woman waiting, instead answer proudly: “By love, that first did prompt me to inquire. He lent me counsel, and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot, yet wert thou as far as that vast shore washed with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise.”

The woman’s eyes shine at your answer, and yet as you reach out to grab her, she spins and keeps moving.

She’s a siren, and you’re eager to be pulled under.

Her fingertips caress the flowers she passes, the vines and even the cold stone wall. She rests on top of the stairs of a gazebo, excitement betrayed in her eyes.

You stare in anticipation, your greedy eyes taking in the sight of this woman. Her auburn hair falling gently and blowing in the warm wind, the black rose tattoo in her forehead symbolizing her house. You wish to trace it.

The choker necklace sitting snuggly around her throat, regal and gothic looking, with a single, green gemstone embedded in it.

Her large cleavage, exposed due to the V-Cut of her dress. You do your best not to stare, yet feel your dick twitching beneath your trousers at the sight and scent of the woman, the flowery and sweet one lingering in the air as long as she is only around. You feel your arousal rising with every passing moment.

She’s the most stunning creature you have ever encountered.

“Thou knowest the mask of night is on my face, else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek for that which thou hast heard me speak tonight. Fain would I dwell on form; fain, fain deny what I have spoke. But farewell, compliment. Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say 'Ay,' And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,

Thou mayst prove false. At lovers' perjuries they say Jove laughs. O gentle Romeo, if thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully; or if thou thinkest I am too quickly won, I'll frown and be perverse and say thee nay,

So thou wilt woo, but else not for the world. In truth, fair Montague, I am too fond, and therefore thou mayst think my behavior light. But trust me, gentleman, I'll prove more true

Than those that have more coying to be strange. I should have been more strange, I must confess, but that thou overheard'st, ere I was ware, my true-love passion.

Therefore pardon me, and not impute this yielding to light love, which the dark night hath so discoverèd.”

By the end of her turn, she is in front of you, so close that you feel on fire, almost. Her hands, bare and soft, rest on your shoulders as she gazes down at you from the step she stands on. Golden eyes betray the arousal she feels, and give a hint towards the delusional “love” she believes to feel already.

It’s a dangerous game, and one you’re eager to play.

The woman gasps as you grip her hips, slim but soft, and allows you to lift her off the step.

Her golden eyes find you, tension building up farther between the two of you. Her gaze is piercing almost, as is yours.

“Lady, by yonder blessèd moon I vow, that tips with silver all these fruit-tree tops-“, you begin, smiling softly as she eagerly responds, her hands squeezing your shoulders as you squeeze her hips.

Her cheeks are warm and pink as she talks, the dainty creature only yours for this moment.

“O, swear not by the moon, th'inconstant moon, that monthly changes in her circled orb, lest that thy love prove likewise variable.”, she responds, breathless.

Daniela feels eager, and she spots the eagerness in your eyes.

You feel her so close to you, and it’s making your head spin. All in you demands you to lean forwards and capture the woman’s soft looking lips in yours.

“What shall I swear by?”, comes your breathlessly spoken reply.

“Do not swear at all, or, if thou wilt, swear by thy gracious self, which is the god of my idolatry, and I'll believe thee.”

You can no longer hold back.

A small, surprised gasp comes from the woman as you grip her back and push her forwards, your lips capturing hers effortlessly. She hums and moans against yours, her small noises more erotic than any you have ever heard before.

She is a seductress, a huntress, and you are her all too eager prey.

“Tell me your name, Juliet, I must know”, you beg, words hushed and whispered against her soft lips. She’s panting from the kiss, hands rising to your neck.

“Daniela”, she answers. “Daniela Dimitrescu”, she adds, as though there was any doubt remaining to her true identity.

You capture her lips in a kiss lest she can speak again, your tongue addicted to the taste of hers again already.

Her little noises, her moans and gasps, hums and giggles do a number on you. You must not look or reach down to feel yourself become hard, and you barely refrain from groping and kneading the soft flesh of her body.

Softly, you lead her inside the gazebo, and an equally soft gasp escapes your lips as the woman pushes you down on the bench.

You must not yearn for her touch, however, as she straddles your thighs immediately and leans in for yet another kiss, her hands coming up to the sleeves of your blouse, tugging gently.

You know what she wants, and grant it to the beauty.

With a simple movement you unbutton and take off your blouse, eyes watching hungrily as Daniela slips off your lap to undo the corset around her waist. You watch greedily as she pulls its strings and it falls to the floor, then reaches back to pull open her dress.

One by one skin is revealed as her dress inches down- pale shoulders, perky, round breasts and hard, slightly darker nipples, a soft stomach and waist with smooth and wide hips, black panties in the way to see her most intimate part. Thick thighs and black, near transparent tights, black heels. You can’t help ogling the beautiful creature.

Daniela blushes under your gaze, climbing back onto your lap as she kisses you. Your hips settle on her hips again, and you feel your bulge press up against her covered cunt.

You want nothing but to press up, to grind against her.

“Perfect”, you whisper, trailing kisses along her sensitive neck. She’s moaning and whimpering on top of you, hands kneading your thigh only arousing you more.

She cups your bulge, and you near bite down on her pale skin. Groans slip past your lips as she gropes and squeezes, eagerly exploring your body with one hand on your bulge, the other traveling up and down your front.

“You’re ethereal. Breathtaking”, you moan. You feel her shiver and hear her gasp at your words. She’s adorably sensitive as you prod at her neck, kissing, biting and sucking, creating hickeys on pale flesh.

Daniela lets out a light gasp as your hands slide up to her breasts, squeezing and cupping them. They’re large and round, soft and firm. A pull of her nipples has the redhead arch her back slightly for you.

“So beautiful”, you whisper, like you at last receive your prize. She whimpers, moaning and mewling softly for you.

With desperation clear in her golden eyes, Daniela grinds down on you, her warm panty-covered core rubbing against your bulge. You feel yourself growing painfully hard and twitching underneath her. You want release, and you want to grant her hers.

“May I, my fair lady?”, you whisper against her neck, lips brushing against her bruised and marked skin as your fingers slide down and toy with the waistband of her underwear.

She nods quickly, eagerly. “Yes, my love, please”, she gasps all so happily.

As soon as she stands enough to allow you to slide her underwear off, her eager hands grip the waistline of your trousers. Eager, seductive eyes set on you yet again and you nod, lifting your hips enough for her to pull the clothing down and expose you.

Your eyes widen as she drops to her knees, a hand snaked between her own legs, her other on your thigh. She stares up at you, submissively and blushing, yet so eager and enticing.

“Please”, you whisper, a gentle command for her to take you in her awaiting mouth. Daniela doesn’t have to be told twice, head leaning forwards as she takes you in, humming and moaning around your tip.

It’s been ages since she’s had one, she feels giddy with excitement at the prospect of getting to play with you!

You tangle your hand in her hair, feeling the soft locks as she bobs her head and squeezes your thigh.

Her cheeks are warm, her eyes bright whenever she glances up at you. Moans ripple from her throat and your head spins when she begins to finger herself, dragging moans and mewls from her lips which’s vibrations bring you immense pleasure.

At the squelching sound of her pussy accepting her fingers inside, you wish for nothing but to bury yourself deep within her.

She takes her fingers well, and is, by the sound of her fingers thrusting in and out, soaked.

You yearn to feel the woman around you, bouncing on your cock and receiving it hard from behind as her adorable, sexy breasts bounce for you, then clean the beauty up.

“Y-Yes, you’re doing so go-good!”, you praise, which only seems to spur her on more. Daniela hums and smiles, hips shaking for a moment as she curls her fingers within herself.

Truly, she would much rather have you inside than her fingers, if only so she wouldn’t have to be as gentle as she must be with her sharp nails.

She tastes the precum dripping from you for a moment, giggling as she lets go of your cock and licks it up eagerly. “Good girl”, you groan, panting and moaning for her. You cup your own breast and guide her head back to your cock, shivering as the minx drags her tongue along you and sucks your tip clean.

You gasp at the feeling, the pleasure driving you closer to your orgasm.

She too feels close, her thighs trembling and her hips bucking up as her thumb grazes against her clit and rubs it as she thrusts her fingers inside.

With gentle, shaky hands you grab her hair again and guide her back to her previous position, moaning as your cock slips back inside her warm and wet mouth and she bobs her head again.

You feel yourself at the back of her throat, pushing up against her collar necklace the deeper she takes you and gags around you.

Your fingers twitch as you play with your breasts, and your head spins. You’re so close, but want her to cum first. So you hold back and continue on moaning and gasping, praises for her falling from your lips that only edge her closer to her own orgasm.

Thankfully, she is not far away from hers, moaning and whimpering constantly with a flushed face and a mouth full of your cum.

At last you notice her cum, her moans and muffled scream bringing you to your own, as you hastily pull away to cover her chest and lips.

You pant and buck your hips beyond control at the erotic picture of the beautiful woman painted in your cum. It drips from her wet lips to her chin, sticks to her chest and collarbone.

You waste no time to pull her back on your lap, the woman’s glee giggles causing a wide smile to form on your face. She’s got you wrapped around your finger, with her sweet voice and adorable appearance and giggles, her unique physique as well as her beautiful eyes- and both of you know this.

Her lips meet yours once again. As you taste yourself on her tongue, you feel the primal urge to taste her.

Daniela blushes shyly when her wrist is grabbed and brought to your face, your eyes taking in the shimmer of slick wetness that coats her fingers.

When you wrap your mouth around the digits, the auburn haired woman grinds down again. Her wet cunt rubs directly against your cock and your head spins at the feeling of her wetness smeared against you.

You hum around her fingers, tasting the sweet, candy-like wetness that must be her cum. You almost chuckle. The sweet flavored taste matches her perfectly.

Daniela watches panting as you suck her fingers clean completely, only letting go of her wrist once all wetness is licked and sucked away.

As you feel your cock hardening between your legs and pushing up against her, Daniela squeaks adorably. She grinds down properly, moaning and whimpering at the feeling of her wet and sensitive clit rubbing against you.

As much as you are a fan of her wet body humping your cock, you barely have any restraint left. All of you urges you to push inside the beautiful woman.

“Can I?”, you ask, wanting to confirm her consent to this. Daniela giggles breathlessly, her hips raising already and her hand reaching between her legs as she sinks down on you.

“O-Oooh!~”, she moans, her mouth dropped open at the feeling of having you slide deep inside of her. She’s shivering and grips your shoulders tightly, as though to adjust to the feeling.

You stay still despite your urges to take the dainty creature and fuck her sore, instead allow her this time to get used to the feeling. Still, your cock twitches and throbs inside of her, and her cunt clenches around you as if to milk you of your cum.

“You feel s-so good, my love”, she whispers, panting and moaning as she moves her hips a little.

“As do you, my beautiful Daniela”

The phrase makes her head spin and has her clench around you tightly. To be called yours so boldly is doing things to her. She doesn’t ever want to let you go! No, you’re all hers, intruder or not. Her sisters would never have to find out…

Daniela gasps when your patience seems to come to an end. You thrust upwards roughly, eager to feel her clench around you again; and you are granted this.

“Divine”, you whisper back, your hands at her hips as you work your hips. You thrust fast and deep, and watch in delight as the redhead moans and shrieks from the pleasure, her hands tightening on your shoulders, her breasts bouncing as she is fucked on top of your lap.

Daniela’s head is thrown back when you lean down and wrap your lips around her breast, sucking eagerly. Now you have a taste of her, you are sure she is what can only be described as utter bliss.

“Ah-ah! A-AAAh!”, she shrieks and moans, little whimpers and moans falling from her black painted lips. She feels you thrust deep into her and does her best to match your thrusts, grinding down and panting soon at your pace.

You don’t deny her, instead move your hand down to rub her small clit in tight circles.

She can’t remember ever being taken like this; raw want and lust displayed in the form of pointed, skilled thrusts into her, hands gripping her hips tightly to ensure she would stay in place right where you want her, as well as the way your lips wrap around her nipple eagerly.

“Ple-A-AH! Yes! Yes! AAHMORE!”

She feels helpless in the best way, succumbing to pleasure and love, whimpering and gasping for more. Her thick ass presses against your balls every time she grinds down again, and as your limbs ache, you feel her riding you eagerly.

Daniela’s hips buck helplessly after a short while already. You feel her tightening around you every few seconds, her chest heaving and her arched back causing her breasts to push against you tighter.

You lose your other hand from her hip and slide it up her ribcage, until you cup her unoccupied breast.

The poor redhead feels herself be brought to her orgasm fast; with your cock buried deep inside of her and her clit rubbed, her sensitive nipples squeezed and sucked.

Eager to repay the favor, one of her hands slides down to cup your breast. The dainty thing is a lot stronger and naughtier than she appears, her fingers bringing you pleasure with ease even as her hips rise and fall.

She looks graceful riding you, even as her head is thrown back and her back is arched for you.

“S-So close, A-AAAAH! Y-yes! YES!”

You bite down on her gently, tearing yet another squeak and gasp from her lips. Her clit feels warm as it throbs under your fingertip, the needy woman so close.

When she cums, she tightens around you, so much it takes all of your willpower not to cum inside of her yet. You don’t want things to end just yet, too caught up in her bliss.

Daniela gasps when within moments she is picked up and turned, instead leaned against the bench with you still inside.

The new position allows you to thrust even deeper into your sweet newfound darling.

It’s ironic in a way; your intention to pick and steal a single flower from the Castle gardens, yet you pluck the most beautiful and precious one for yourself

[chiquititaosita]

monster trio reacting to you playing chicano hip hop, and lowrider jams part 1

post type: headcanon

reader: latina reader

summary: you show them new music and they’re reactions are unpredictable.

ft: monster trio luffy,zoro, and sanji

bear note: the second songs that I link are for part two’s future post 🤭

Luffy

‣ totally interested into the music

‣ “I LIKE THAT PART!! OOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!” he loves the talk box 😭❤️

-dances like a fucking idiot with you, and makes you dance with him.

-he’ll be screaming these specific lyrics

-“you stood out from the group across the room! I had to keep my attention on you!!!!”

‣ he’s definitely a fan! Of nb ridaz. For sure will go to any concert if they’re performing at any island the straw hats land.

‣ “eres la princesa qUe Me VUELE lOCOOOOOO!!!!!!” HES even got chopper, usopp and sanji on this song 🤦🏽‍♀️

‣ the minute y’all play this song after a while, luffy will scream on the top of this lungs to every song that’s on. it’s adorable 😭❤️

-“HAVE I EVER TOLD YOU BABY!? THAT YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY!! A GOOD CRAZY!” he was just singing random lyrics from this group. Since the group had made new songs. He follows MC Magic (the guy who does the talk box) and loves this one song which I’ll link here

‣ you do not understand, you’ve showed him a new world to Chicano music and lowrider jams…. he didn’t even know that was, until then he’ll stick to it.

‣ His mixtapes are full of 90s rap and hip hop and some cumbias

Zoro

‣ he’s just like….what?

‣ “ I hate it.” he lied he loved

‣ he snickered at the part where chino grande says “baby gorl don’t cry 🫦”

-he wanted to do that for Halloween the makeup so y’all did that.

-hums the tune when sharpening his swords.

‣ “why are you playing it again?” You ask him?

‣”you like the song don’t you?”

‣”yeah-“

‣”then don’t complain.” He pouted because he secretly loves it

‣ “is youuuu.. and I wouldn’t trade it…” he’ll bop his head to the song, and tap his feet to it..

bear note- since tiktok ate this song I’ll give you part two.

Sanji

‣ “how do you know that song?” He was shocked and his heart was fluttering

‣ he’ll ask you because his mom would always sing a certain song to him when he was little. He told you it would always have him sound asleep, or leave a smile on his face.

‣“I’ve always heard this song playing when I was little. It stuck with me.” you sigh in nostalgia and happiness where you had those moments at the flea markets with your family eating elotes, tacos and street food.

‣“dance with me.” you’ll grab his hand and hug on his sleeve.

‣”as you wish my darling, just let me start it over again.” He puffed out his cigarette placing it on his ashtray. Starting the track over on the speaker.

‣ “remember when I told you about my mother singing me a certain song if I ever felt sad, or frustrated?” he gazed at you eagerly. You nodded in response and smiled at the fact you knew what he was going to say

‣”is this the song?”

‣”yeah…..” he explained how it was a comfort to him after him opening up to you about his family. you never felt so bad for such a man who has such a loving presence and a very big heart.

‣”ill try my best to sing it for you as often as I can.” He’ll whisper into your ear before kissing your temple, and tell you how lucky he is to have you.

‣ after a few days ago by when y’all land to a new island, the song plays again from a live band. You smile at him “may I have this dance amor?”

‣ he giggled and took your hand “yes yes you may.” He’ll kiss the tip of your nose, and sing in your ear. The way this man sings is heavenly 🥰

‣ “my angel baby is what I am going to call you from now on..” he’ll mumble as a blush appears on his face.

‣ it’s now your theme song. because he sings it or hums it all the time when he’s with you.

‣ so now anything with angels, or anything that says angel baby he buys it for you 😭❤️

‣any song with oldies he’s in love for real 🥰

[skwigelfskwisgaar]

((I sent similar asks to other blogs and I don’t wanna make the rest of y’all feel excluded esp since it looks like half y’alls muses are losing their shit so… got any mental health HCs for your muse??))

I think this was kinda a mental health and background in general, I hope it helps!

More under the cut:

Perfectionist

● Skwisgaar is first and foremost a perfectionist in all he does. His need to be the best has him constantly playing scales, arpeggios, simple drills - and it's often more a tick of his to use his guitar the way Toki uses Deaddy Bear or Pickles uses drugs. It calms him to have his instrument with him in case he needs to play it to ignore his mom or whatever else annoys him. Very, very rarely does he leave it behind. He has a simple skincare routine, hair care routine, and makes sure he looks presentable as much as possible. Everything about him needs to be perfect, from appearance to performance. His need to perform at 100% at all times has given rise to other problems, primarily stress induced headaches, burnout, and a need to berate Toki and William when they fail to meet his standards.

Anxiety

● Skwisgaar being in the limelight and the need to perform in all areas of his life to the upmost perfect capability had led him to develop anxiety. Will he fail at staying the best? Will the fans turn on him? Will Toki become better than him? Does anyone else care enough to craft music? Will his mom call him again and berate him for ignoring her? It drives him nuts that no one else is striving for his level of perfection and sometimes he lashes out for the smallest inconveniences, having been stewing in thoughts for much longer leading up to it. Oddly enough Skwisgaar tends to know when he's worked up into an anxiety attack and tends to shut himself off when it gets to that point.

Dysfunctional Relationships

● It goes without saying Skwisgaar had a pretty absent mother and has a warped sense of what family, friendships, and relationships are. I think Serveta truly loved him, but since she herself was at the peak of her own life and career, she often used him as an excuse as to why she constantly had to try harder and harder to find willing men, housing, work, ect. Due to this, Skwisgaar has a very rocky maybe even stressful relationship with Serveta Skwigelf, and the very thought of seeing her sends him into a frenzy. Seeing how she and him moved around quite a bit for her work before she settled down into the cabin she lives now, Skwisgaar's only real lasting bond has been a dysfunctional one at best and has a hard time knowing how dynamics between people, friends, and even partners really work.

Hypersexual

● Due to exposure to Serveta's very 'active' lifestyle, Skwisgaar has a very active lifestyle too. For many, sex is a way to bond with someone that they truly care about whereas for Skwisgaar, it's just another activity in which he must perform to his fullest, with any interested parties. Primarily concerning to some is his adoration of the older women, which could be seen as him seeking approval from a mother-like figure since his own mother often blamed him for her failures. He jumps from person to person, even band to band, before becoming a member of Dethklok and finally establishing roots and forming some shaky friendships with the other members. His inability to understand how relationships work on a basic level has warped how he views potential partners.

History of Addictions

● Whereas Toki took over as lead guitarist and even seemed to thrive in the role when our neurotic blonde left for Sweden, Skwisgaar became a wreck when Toki vanished and started using drugs like the rest of the band to cope. Skwisgaar had vices, and when he indulged, he went hard into those addictions. Thankfully he finally feels like there's a support system in case he spirals out of control, but with the band spiraling out of control in general during that time and the fans finally turning on them asking about Toki, I believe he pulled himself out of it with help and managed to kick some of his vices to the curb for good. It's not the first time he's been told his vice is affecting his performance or that he is spiraling, and he knows deep down it probably won't be the last.

Abandonment Issues

● Skwisgaar's biggest defining trait when it comes to his mental health is his unwillingness to admit he is afraid of being abandoned. By the fans, by the band, by his friends and bandmates. Skwisgaar's childhood had a lot of men coming in and out of his life, all of whom wooed Serveta in hopes of becoming her one and only - and all of them leaving her once she moved on and to young Skwisgaar, also abandoning him. One could say this issue with potential father figures hit a peak with Serveta actually marrying Tỳr, and Skwisgaar trying to find that domestic bliss he craved as a child at the cost of leaving DethKlok. This fear of being abandoned has made it so he doesn't allow himself to become too attached to others, after years and years of disappointment from men claiming to be his new step-father. By the time Toki joins DethKlok, Skwisgaar has built these defenses to keep him from becoming disappointed if this too didn't pan out.

In conclusion, post AotD Skwisgaar sees Twinkletits infrequently purely because he sees it has helped Nathan and definitely helped Toki. Skwisgaar doesn't like admitting he might need help, and definitely isn't about to admit he has other issues unless it's to return the favor to Serveta and blame her for his visits to the rock talk specialist.

[hazbinbossbrainrot]

Few controversial issues I would like to bring up:

Loo Loo Land:

I'd say he WAS, but once Blitz entered the picture his lust for him made him fall off the rails. Now he's at the point where he invites Blitz to Loo Loo Land to flirt with him despite him coming up with this trip to make Octavia happy - the same Octavia who feels that the whole affair is tearing her home apart.

It is CLEARLY stated, factually, in Stolas’s bio that he had unknowingly — the similar to treating Blitz like a plaything later on — pushed his daughter away, due to flirting with his monthly ONS (one night stand). And yet the minute Stolas realised his mistake he dropped the act of NEEDING a bodyguard and leaves LLL with Octavia in his arms acknowledging that she WAS too old for the theme park.

👏🏻 HE 👏🏻 ACKNOWLEDGED 👏🏻 IT! And y’all — no one in particular just getting way too excited now, ignore the block letters lol 😂) — are saying Stolas is a muthafuckin bad parent for not realising this? The mistake he had now realised he made?

Okay, so he was also a little uncomfortable with Octavia’s passion for taxidermy, dead stuffed animals, but at least he supports her of it regardless (THAT is a definition of 'good dad' okay, yeah, Stolas won’t always get it right, I mean what parent knows everything?

But it doesn’t mean Stolas doesn’t CARE about Octavia. Not like Stella, from what I’ve seen canonically, between 2x01 (child neglect) and 2x02 — I’ll discuss that later furthermore — which wasn’t shown anything positive, like the latter had, or negative at the thought of her daughter nicking her father’s grimoire and going to the human world

(Most likely if it had been brought up Stella would’ve verbally abused Stolas rather than lecturing their daughter who actually needed it)

Also, for the fact that try as he might Stolas never really had a paternalistic role model. Since his own father — King Paimon — was either too busy for him or would forget his childrens' name etc

I’d be lying if I said I really wanted the case, ideally, where Stolas invited Blitz to come to Loo Loo Land for them a hang out — but NOT on a father/daughter day that was majority of the problem — or perhaps to get some paternal advice from him on HOW to act like a proper dad or even wanted to slowly introduce his daughter to the guy he was sleeping with (still not a great idea but you do you boo 😂) and his potential partner once he had divorced Stella

But that didn’t happen which I’m kinda of disappointed about because that DOES correlate with why Blitz was feeling like a “plaything” — not then, because he didn’t have any feelings, but later on in 1x06 onwards — and it also had increased Octavia’s abandonment issues / separation anxiety

So it really didn’t gain any favours from anyone, besides Stolas, because he could hang out with the two people he loves the most in the same place.

Reference:

Seeing Stars (2x02):

After Octavia runs off, Stolas COMPLETELY FORGETS ABOUT HER once he and Blitz are alone and he simps for his acting

In my opinion, I feel like 👏🏻 Stolas 👏🏻 did 👏🏻 not 👏🏻 forget 👏🏻 about 👏🏻 Octavia 👏🏻(Hell! She was his main priority — not as a “precautionary heir” but as his muthafuckin DAUGHTER — to the point of NOT calling Blitz “Blitzy". In fact the former spent MORE time worrying about her safety in the human world

Okay, yes, Stolas did flirt with Blitz ONCE to help him through stage fright — who was hyperventilating and looked to be on the verge of a panic attack) — and had reassured him:

“Blitz, if your performance on stage is half as good as it is in bed, you'll leave them…. breathless.” Stolas subsiding Blitz’s fears, whilst making his interests clear

I don’t particularly call this “simping” it was ONE MINUTE (not even that) of it, as opposed to S1 where that was definitely over the top “simping” entirely because Stolas, factually, had put Blitz on a pedestal above everyone else (yes, even, briefly, his own daughter), but to be fair, he didn’t know how to flirt in a more, what we call, “appropriate” way, because it’s not like he had any experience with his sexuality because he was thrown into marriage from the get-go so, of course, he had gotten so excited that Blitz — his crush since they were kids — came back into his life, but, also was partially worried about him leaving again, so it was almost a codependency thing

But! We are NOT talking a talking about his “season personality” back to the topic at hand; (S2) Stolas certainly wasn’t going to just leave Blitz there filled with anxiety. Okay, yes, after the latter was sure he gotten through to him and hurriedly pushed him into the room, affectionately called him “darling”, and wished him luck.

* But what I’m saying is at least Stolas 👏🏻 isn’t 👏🏻 MEAN 👏🏻 or 👏🏻 SELFISH 👏🏻 about the whole thing because it’s not in his nature (unless it comes to Stella lol; a guy can ONLY be patient and kind for so long)

While Octavia is alone and lost on Earth.

(Part 1)

That wasn’t the case though, so, in my opinion, statement is inaccurate. Okay, yes, Octavia WAS alone and lost to begin with alone — that’s the whole storyline of this episode — but like every falling action to almost resolution — Loona, eventually, tracked her down and gave her sisterly talk about their dads

“Sometimes... sometimes it's not as simple as that. This kind of shit gets messy, and everybody's got issues, especially dads. And sometimes they fuck up -- well, all the time. But, that doesn't mean they don't care." Loona to Octavia talking about their dads

&

"Looking for you. I mean... try to cut your dad some slack. He may not always get it right, but... he's trying. That's more important than you think." Loona talking about Stolas.

(If Stolas’s first priority was HONESTLY Blitz as y’all claim… why would the former turn the human world upside down just to find Octavia? To me if he was prioritising he’d say “I could care less what happened to my daughter. She can look after herself, as long as I’m with you it’s fine” but he didn’t because that would most likely come from S1 undeveloped version of Stolas

(Okay I was exaggerating maybe not even S1 would he say that. That’s more of a Stella comment but y’all get what I’m saying…)

Point is… there’s a HUGE character development between S1 and S2 Stolas, the latter, is TRYING to do the right thing and get HIS life sorted, the way he wants it by; Divorcing Stella. To respect Blitz — calling him by his preferred name — and hopes to become his partner, later in life, once everything is resolved between them.

I think what really bugs me is that people just remember negatively — especially if they’re anti-Stolas, which just makes it “easier” for them to hate him — that he’s snobbish, sexually deprived, cringey, and just really no better than the Goetia family — like the Stella’s and Paimon’s of this world — and their indifference towards commoners

I feel like everyone is just remembering the pilot — the WORST version of himself — rather that the one that is actually currently being progressive and doing his absolute BEST to have the fulfil his life that he wants and actually deserves, despite having an abusive (ex) wife — who stomped it every time Stolas got a chance to be happy — AND to deal with his feelings for Blitz, who had rejected him, because of his ongoing issues

— She also could've been kidnapped by D.H.O.R.K.S for all anyone knew

(Part 2)

As for the D.H.O.R.K.S thing? You’re right. That COULD have happened, yet it didn’t, so I’m not entirely sure where that came from. I WOULD have been be very surprised if Viv brought them back, since they hadn’t been seen since 1x06. And yet, I feel like, if she had gone down that path…

A. That would have been pointless because she hasn’t brought the agents back since S1; inconsistency in my opinion, since they were painted as “important” villains of the story or at least that’s what I got

B. I think that would have been more exciting rather than “oh no my dad is busy so I’ll just run away AGAIN!” which is something I feel like is a repeat of Loo Loo Land and the upcoming 2x12 episode

Now that I honestly think about…

It’s most likely that Stolas WAS vaguely referring to the D.H.O.R.K.S agents — when he voiced how worried he was about Octavia being in danger to Blitz — or it was just in general, which is more understandable as both his daughter and his ONLY precautionary heir.

“Blitz, we don't have time for this. Via could be anywhere. She COULD be in danger.” Stolas to Blitz worried for Octavia’s safety in the human world

Truth Seekers (1x06):

Stolas and Blitz’s relationship is based on Stockholm syndrome (and it’s practically the same as Valentino and Angel’s or at least has the same ambience of it)

Stolitz being “Stockholm Syndrome” relationship

1. That would actually require Stolas (NOT the agents who had) to have physically, as himself, kidnap Blitz and get him to fall in love because of the manipulative attention and sweet nothings that is being given

And before y’all @me no “darling” DOES NOT count because that’s just an English thing regardless for friends, family, or lovers

As or the “Stolas gives the grimoire to Blitz in order for him to continue his business” thing sounds awfully more like a prostitution thing rather than Stockholm

(Which someone has oh-so kindly made me realise that “prostitution” CAN lead to Stockholm syndrome 🤦🏼‍♀️)

I genuinely think that Blitz DOES want love from Stolas — as stated by Moxxie when he said that he craved intimacy yet fears it — but he’s not allowing HIMSELF to even though Stolas had given him all the signals of “I want you to” but struggles with communication and understanding that some people might actually love him (friends & family)

I think he’s also scared he’s going to let Stolas down or hurt (a little late for that I know) him the same as Verosika etc and subconsciously doesn’t want want to do that, so, instead, he puts him at an arms length for “protection” on both their parts and lashes out so he can become “unlovable” because it’s the only way he knows from being in a dysfunctional family)

Especially for the FACT that Blitz knew he let Verosika down with their relationship and you can definitely, maybe, see it in his eyes during his trip when she comes up to him saying that he treated her like shit and what a horrible boyfriend he had been etc (no matter how much I loathe her I’m not gonna diss the logic of this)

Also at the beginning of his Blitz’s drug trip we can see that Verosika, Fizzarolli and Striker were were all in the dark spot, most likely representing toxicity and negativity

+ Moxxie (who was half between dark and light)

BUT Stolas was in the light… which most likely represented a healthy relationship and positivity

If he was REALLY that bad (as bad as Valentino) WHY wasn’t Stolas in the darkness with everyone else?

(2) Angel Dust & Valentino VS Stolas & Blitz:

Stolitz’s relationship and “ambience” is NOTHING like Valentino and Angel’s for one Stolas is NOT a rapist and he does NOT force himself onto Blitz whenever he wants to. I don’t care what y’all say about 2x01 that was completely CONSENSUAL but Stolas’s shyness was apparently mistaken for “I don’t want to do this”, so, of course, it came off as being SA’d

* If that was the case I’m pretty 💯 sure that if Stolitz, respectively, had sexually assaulted one another, both would be dead (well if Blitz has Angel-tipped bullets that is 😂)

The ONLY thing that is similar each other is the fact that a trippy version of Stolas — not the REAL one who’s way too affectionate to do that sort of thing; unless he had been put in a dominant (🥵) role — had pulled Blitz towards him, the same way Valentino had done to Angel Dust

👏🏻 THAT 👏🏻 IS 👏🏻 IT!

Interpretation:

Reality:

Not to mention there were two different facial expressions on their faces:

Hallucinogenic Stolas’s was sympathetic (if not a little mocking — and, so out of character, if it was the real one — when asking “are you afraid to love people, Blitzy?” but that was only because it was from Blitz’s interpretation of how he views him currently, thinking he viewed him nothing more than a “plaything” so, of course, he thought it was condescending), patient, and loving (three of them POSITIVE and one of them was negative, which wasn’t even all that bad because it was internal on the sufferer’s part

Which makes sense why Blitz accused Stolas — the real one — of treating him like it was anything more wanting to FUCK him (even though that was the kinda the deal)

Now, I understand that — as Loona said — “we all have our own issues”. Well, Blitz has them all the time because he was grown up with dysfunction from the get go and was probably told (and most likely shown) that he was unlovable as a child by his dad and that he’d always be a “fuck-up” and would damage other heathy relationships whether it’s friends, family, or even poetlovers.

Whilst Valentino’s intentions was to be sick, cruel, and that he didn’t CARE if he had hurt Angel verbally, sexually or physically

Stockholm syndrome? Yeah, right. Prostitution is more like it, which isn’t AS bad (in fact that’s the probably the LEAST thing you can do in Hell at least they — Stolitz — can and will be together. But not if it’s Stockholm. Period.

[autisticlancemcclain]

fic rec friday 4

welcome to the fourth fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.

1. Flip by @icypantherwrites

A very important alliance hinges on Voltron’s ability to perform a Sambayee — a show of athleticism and grace — and Allura had believed she was Voltron’s best candidate. But the aliens do not want an alliance and set an impossible bar that Allura is horrified to realize she cannot reach. There is no way any one can.

Except, she learns, there is. And there is far, far more to Lance than she had once believed.

Gymnast Lance and Allura angst. What more do you need? Seriously, I love them both so much, and the fic treats them both with respect as friends (which can sometimes be tricky, but this does great!)

2. A Wider Universe by @spiralled-fury

Lance, separated from his team, his family, his home.

For them, it wasn't long.

For him, it was two years.

Two years of endless fighting.

New scars, new pain, new hatred.

And new feelings.

I don’t really need to rec this fic -- sixty thousand of us have read it. It’s the voltron epic of all voltron epics. BAMF Lance of all BAMF Lances, slowburn klance, MFE pilots with important parts to the story, and the best Lance & Red relationshop literally ever written. 

3. The Cracks in Your Mask by @chyeahlex16

According to Lance, he has a great life. A large family full of younger kids running around a cozy house, a stern father and a strong, loving mother, a large dog full of love for his owners, lots of space to run around and grow in the backyard. Only light and happiness, no tragedy to speak of. But this is far from the truth.

They’ll never know. If he has anything to say about it, no one will ever know the real truth.

- A journey following Lance as he comes to terms with his past and sexuality in a way he couldn't around his family on earth.

(Basically a very personal self-projection on Lance. Some material can be triggering, but I'm keeping it as vague as possible for obvious reasons.)

A major warning -- this fic is a very heavy deep-dive into the traumatising aftermath of childhood sexual assault. Lance, who was CSA’d as a child, is having more and more triggers in his every day life as a paladin. This story details his worsening spiral into his trauma, and his eventual snap and reliance on his team. It’s an excellent story, the team handles Lance with so much care, and it’s a really important story to read, I think (but, again, tread carefully). 

4. Two Years On A Fucking Space Whale by vrepit_nah

After two years on a damn space whale, the Voltron team see Keith return to them. Lance missed Keith, and well, it seemed Keith didn't feel the same seeing as he brushed past Lance without even a 'Hi.'

Except, this isn't Voltron: The Show, but Voltron: My Retelling (And the one we all wanted.)

Keith changes his mind about ignoring Lance.

This is the reunion fic that we deserve! Sappy klance! Whipped Keith! Flustered Lance! I love reading this one when I need to feel better about season 6. 

5. the electric synthesized pop ballad of why keith can’t have nice things by kay_cricketed

Keith can't have nice things. That's it. That's the story.

(Or, in which Keith slowly learns that sometimes the best family is the one you make, Pidge has strong feelings about peanuts, Lance has a secret but would've spoken up sooner if he'd known it would break Keith's brain, Hunk is the actual best, and Shiro is just relieved he didn't have to give anyone the Talk.)

Is this an ABO au? Yes. Am I a little embarrassed about it? Also yes. But I’ll be real, this fic is really good! It’s well written, it’s nonlinear -- which I love -- and it features absolute conniving shithead Lance, whom I adore. It’s a fun fic with interesting themes, including a big thing on trust, and I really recommend it. 

that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!  

[toreii]

Glorious Masquerade spoilers #28

As Malleus is making his way to the stage, students begin to murmur amongst themselves. Student A is surprised to see real horns on Malleus. He realizes it’s Malleus Draconia from Night Raven College. Student B says it’s true, and is excited to meet that famous magician. Student C says it’s scary, but he feels an amazing magic. It was a great idea to come to the exchange meeting.

Epel comments that when Malleus began to walk, the crowd parted in half clearing a path for him. Deuce says that even outside the school, Malleus is respected. He’s proud and feels like he can’t lose. Sebek is teary eyed, saying that Malleus is shinning in the eyes of the people who have gathered at the ball. Malleus’s beautiful figure will be passed down from generation to generation from those who have attended this ball! Idia mutters that someone, somehow should deal with this “stuffy” Draconian. Aka Sebek.

Rollo welcomes Malleus offering the place next to him. Malleus thanks him. He is happy that they were able to gather tonight. Some people seem to rumor his name. But, now that they are at the ball regardless of their identity, they are now equally “magicians with a future”. Malleus wants them to think of him as a magician without a name. To show gratitude for the invitation to this wonderful gathering, Malleus has prepared a gift for them.

NBC student A wonders what kind of gift it is. NBC student B asks if it’s okay to receive it. Jamil points out that people are frightened. Ordinary students don’t call people of the same age they just met “you guys”. Ruggie chuckles. There’s a bit of tension, but that’s Malleus for you.

Rollo asks what Malleus by gift. What are they going to do? Azul tells Rollo not to be so vigilant. It’s a special gift that he prepared as proof of friendship. He asks Rollo to enjoy the ball with all his heart.

Idia tells Malleus and Azul to stop. The difficulty is too high. Malleus pays him no mind, and asks everyone if they’re ready. Now, let’s begin an unforgettable night. Let’s have fun together!

Sorry for the quality. I don’t have a good screen recorder, but I tried!😭 Just listen to the music!! Y’all, we’ve been blessed!! Hands down, this is my new favorite twst event!!

Rollo recognizes the song to be passed down in the City of Flowers since ancient times. A song sung by a man who admired the bell, and yearned and hoped for a brighter future. Why…would Night Raven College sing this song…? Trein asks Rollo if he’s interested. Rollo is surprised to see him. Trein tells him he doesn’t have to be so nervous. Draconia suggested to everyone that he wanted to prepare a gift to Noble Bell College. Rollo is surprised Malleus did that. Trein says that Malleus was very happy to have been invited to the exchange meeting. It was his thank you.

It was gratitude. Is that why Malleus wanted to do the ball so much?

Malleus: ��Ring the bell, carry my wish

Malleus: ♪Reaching out my hand for a warm dream again today

Rollo grumbles, saying it’s a waste.

Idia: ♪Aah, if I’m allowed

Azul: ♪Let’s live together with joy and sorrow

Malleus: ♪Please let the light guide me to the shared love I saw in a dazzling dream

Malleus:♪To the future—

Rollo closes his eyes as memories resurface.

“I like magic. Do you know why?”

“When I use magic… big brother is happy!”

“More and more, let’s play a lot together!”

“It’s a promise, big brother.”

Rollo remains quiet for a while. Eventually, he says it’s ridiculous…truly… Truly…….

Rollo grows quiet again. But, he admits that Malleus gave him a wonderful gift. He tells the crowd to give the future magicians of Night Raven College a round of applause. The crowd errupts into applause and cheer as confetti rains down on the NRC boys, their performance now over.

Malleus says that the applause is echoing throughout the room. He can see that everyone is thrilled with their song. He’s pleased. Azul says he was correcting in suggesting they use the song as a gift. Idia says he used a lifetime’s worth of courage just now. Grim, upset, asks the boys if they’ve been practicing. Yuu says they had no idea.

Deuce tells Grim that he wasn’t aware they would also be coming along to the exchange meeting. Otherwise, he would have practiced with them. Malleus explains that he consulted the students in the dorms and Ashengrotto, and thought there was no more fitting gift. The song, “Make A Wish”, is about the bell ringer. It is sung during festivals and celebrations in the City of Flowers, and the lyrics connects and resounds with people. Lilia told him about it. Don’t they think it’s a befitting song to gift? Sebek agrees. He wants to thank all the magicians who have gathered for giving him an unprecedented gift.

Trein approaches the boys and remarks to think they held the ball while he was resting. Deuce is shocked to see him, and Epel begins making excuses. However, Trein tells him not to worry. He adds that he will be working with NBC staff, and keeping an eye on Flamme. Even though he’s a student from another school, he’s still a future magician. As for them, he heard from the headmage that they were practicing their singing. He can’t believe they prepared such a wonderful gift. Their careful consideration is why they’re students at the prestigious Night Raven College. Trein asks Yuu to take a picture of the scene. He has to tell the headmage and the others about this moment. He’s certain everyone will be happy, and envy to have wanted to see it.

Rook suggests taking pictures of Malleus, Idia, and Azul. The three main vocalists were decided by the magical lottery box borrowed from the headmage. Heaven does a wonderful job. It was one of the best songs with the three people’s solid singing voices intertwining exquisitely. Idia is shocked to learn that the three dorm leaders were chosen by luck. The lottery box is controlled by probability. They should destroy it! Azul says he’s honored to be chosen as a main vocalist. He asks how his singing was. Riddle asks if they even need to praise him. Azul knows it was amazing! Jamil says he leaves no chances…Azul is truly an unpleasant guy. Azul tells him that is the best compliment. Oh, it was good to have won the lottery!

Deuce tells Azul he was amazing. Epel wants to hear his singing again after they return to school. Even Vil will be surprised. Azul says being praised by them feels so good. He says it’s not bad to be admired with respect by underclassmen once in a while.

Rook tells Idia to stop hiding behind the pillars. He should come on out. He had such a beautiful singing voice. Idia screams to stop it already~~~! He asks Rook not to touch the freshly made wound with sticky bare hands~~~! Silver tells him he can’t help but praise him. It was a good song. Sebek agrees. Idia also supported the young master’s beautiful singing voice. Rook says that Idia must’ve practiced a lot. His singing was so comfortable, that he wants to listen to it all the time. Idia says the reason he practiced was because if he skipped, a certain housewarden would glare daggers at him that it seemed like lightning would strike him down, so Idia had no choice.

Ruggie tells Idia he hated it so much that he was chosen, but in the end, he did something good. Somehow, it was really delicious, Idia-san! Idia whines that it’s not like that!! If you put your mind to it, you can sing, but…it’s really not like that! Ruggie says he shouldn’t deny it.

Grim says that all three sounded so nice. He’s envious of them. I had Yuu ask Grim if he stands out when he dances. The other option has Yuu asking Grim if he sings also. Grim explains that when he dances, he has to jump up and down to match the other’s heights, so it’s hard. Suddenly, Grim says he will sing while Yuu dances around, and get everyone excited! He calls out to Idia, Azul, and Malleus, and tells them to dance with Yuu around him.

Idia is not having it. Dance!? What makes him think he’s gonna do it!? Accumulate more dark history to the song!? Azul says it’s fine if Grim is just going to dance with Yuu. But, he’ll charge him for compensation, if he’s just going to make a spectacle.

Sebek realizes Malleus is gone. Without him, nothing will start. Silver sees that it’s true. There’s no sign of Malleus. He wonders if he got lost in the crowd of guests at the ball. Silver says they have to find him quickly. Grim can’t believe Tsunotarou is lost. What a troublesome job.

Elsewhere, Malleus approaches Rollo, and calls out to him. Rollo asks him if he’s enjoying himself. Malleus replies yes. It’s a great night. He thanks Rollo for hosting the ball. Suddenly, Malleus asks Rollo to dance to one song with him.

Rollo is a little stunned. With him? After a pause, Rollo declines. He doesn’t like dancing. Besides, Malleus seems to be popular. There are plenty of people who want to dance with him. He should dance with the other guests. Malleus hums. He asks Rollo if he’s really going to decline his request as an invited guest?

Rollo says it can’t be helped when Malleus puts it that way. He tells Malleus to give him his hand. Cue the most longest, most awkward silence between these two. They’re just staring at each other while they dance!🤣🤣🤣 Why can’t we get a good visual of this?

After a while, Malleus wonders why Rollo is so quiet. He asks him what he’s thinking. Rollo says he’s imagining despair, and tells Malleus he’s become so complacent. Oh dear. Malleus tells Rollo that’s really funny. He was thinking back on the exchange meeting. The City of Flowers is a beautiful place. The townscape and people are good, too. He also enjoyed the gastronomy. Noble Bell College is also a nice, quiet school. There’s a wonderful gargoyle which makes him quite envious. And…he was able to meet this funny man who was able to make him feel scared for a moment. Rollo stays quiet. Malleus adds that he’s grateful to Rollo for giving him this wonderful memory.

After a pause, Rollo tells Malleus he’s an arrogant man. He hasn’t given up. He will never forgive magicians who are wallowing in power like Malleus. A villain like him is destined to bring great calamity. Someday without fail...no matter how many years it takes, Rollo vows to definitely take away that arrogant smile from Malleus with magic. That is his mission. Malleus tells him he’ll accept his invitation at any time. Malleus says that they will one day meet again under the Bell of Salvation. Malleus tells Rollo Flamme that he looks forward to that day.

[quillyfied]

Okay final episode thoughts that I don’t know that I can expand into real coherent thoughts so heck it we’re doing it live and cramming them together, no chronology just memory vibes, PART FOUR:

- I think part of the problem of it feeling so fast an episode, for me, is the anticipation; I waited to watch it with friends and by the time it was finally happening I had been waiting all day and it was killing me.

- That being said, the pace is breakneck, for something that starts so peacefully

- Love that we get immediate confirmation that Ed is not suited to a fisherman’s life. Though I do love the conflict inherent in Ed meaning “simple” as a compliment based on how hectic and chaotic his life has been up to this point, but of course someone who doesn’t know any of that would think he’s insulting them.

- Also very interested in the shift of Ed going to direct killing rather than trying to put a layer between it and himself; it’s the Kraken but in Protection Mode. Adore that for him. (And maybe the killing doesn’t count if they’re English Navy.)

- I had a feeling Stede was talking to Zheng about being a failure the longer the season went on. Delighted to be proven right. Was also shocked to hear she thought Auntie was dead but then had to reckon with the fact that she hasn’t analyzed a single screenshot and spotted Auntie like I did soooooo

- The simmering anger in my own gut when I saw Spanish Jackie’s overrun and the lady herself treated like that. Also OF COURSE THEY BUILD UP RESISTANCES TO IOCANE POWDER POISON IN THIS HOUSE

- (Side note but the number of ofmd fics, my own included, that have Princess Bride as a reference or element in them makes me smile)

- Calling Ricky Pinocchio. IZZY calling Ricky Pinocchio. The layers. The subtext. The intertextuality. The face-value humor. I’m salivating.

- The letter Ed reads! The way they say the words together!! If they don’t start next season with matching lover’s tattoos (or include it somewhere), I’m rioting.

- THEY GET TO RUN AT EACH OTHER ON A BEACH TO NINA SIMONE FOR REAL THIS TIME

- okay but is Ed’s knee brace a victim of the budget cuts this season bc I miss it

- the entire time they were running at each other I kept shrieking “please don’t stab each other. Please don’t stab each other. Boys please drop the swords and don’t accidentally stab each other”

- KISSIES.

- I LOVE YOU. TWICE.

- Zheng having it up to HERE with these useless gays

- NOT NOW ZHENG THEYRE VERBALLY AFFIRMING THEIR CARE FOR EACH OTHER AND ALSO KISSING

- Olu caring for Auntie. I cry.

- I also cry bc it has seemed to me all season that Auntie and Zheng have a dynamic similar to Izzy and Ed but less deeply toxic; I love that just because it isn’t as toxic, it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t still hurt them both. Auntie choosing to listen to Olu and be softer and more open with Zheng, and Zheng returning the favor, is so important to me. Cannot emphasize enough its sweetness. Especially with Zheng thinking she’d lost Auntie.

- “It’s only a suicide plan if we die” STEDE.

- Giggling to myself at the butt shot bc 1. Of course the guy whose butt it is has a whole post about it where he’s a delight, and 2. Fandom has been begging for them to show hole all season, y’all satisfied? ;P

- Why does everyone look so hot in those uniforms though. Why is Ed putting on a tricorn hat so attractive. These are uniforms that represent imperialist cruelty, WHY IS EVERYONE HOT IN THEM

- (It’s the rebellion of it all I think)

- Awfully bold of Ricky to immediately turn on them when he’s still close enough to be shot, but I think it’s his Rich White Boy recklessness.

- Con O’Niell giving the performance of a lifetime to the very end. The subtlety of Izzy not being okay through the entire mad dash to the Revenge, culminating in him leaning on Ed AND Frenchie and the implications of that I EXPLODE

- So. Turns out my final mini theory about that bloody hand screenshot from the trailer was right; it is Izzy’s blood, and it is Jim that Ed’s hand is blocking.

- Izzy giving the apology we have been waiting for all season as a deathbed confession, HECK

- And giving voice to the fact that he loved and needed Blackbeard! And that he knew he was feeding it even though Ed had OUTGROWN it!! And giving Ed closure and release from having to be Blackbeard!!! GUUUUUHHHHH.

- I really didn’t think izzy was going to die until three days ago. Im so sad. It’s thematic and perfect and if someone had to die of course it had to be Izzy and they did him right by that death scene but I CARE MORE NOW. CHEFS KISS STORYTELLING.

- This end bit, to my memory, feels a little scattered and messy; Zheng wanting to work together to get back at Ricky…and then the ship sails off without Ed and Stede. Maybe I need to watch again but I got some whiplash there. Like yeah it’s way more important to the story that Ed and Stede get at the very least a break from piracy before the next season, more in line with the themes and character arcs, but. Idk. Felt sudden still?

- Pete and Lucius marriage ;A; “you may slash each other’s faces” ROACH PLEASE

- YES ED WE SEE YOUR ROMANTIC SIDE EYE

- FRENCHIE IS THE CAPTAIN NOW. Capitalizing on that quiet arc he’s had all season!! I love it!!! And showing that all of the Revenge crew have it in them to be leaders and the best versions of themselves when given an environment where they can. And now they have capable women aboard! Win-win!!

- I need to go dig up my post about the hollowness and toxicity of revenge in this show bc I have more examples to add to it and strengthen my theory

- Ed and Stede about to go through their Anne and Mary arc. Let’s hope they pivot faster than the other two and don’t get stuck in a rut the same way. But I love that they get to try this out together, to find new dreams and things to do together. They deserve that.

- I also respect the showrunners so much for giving us an ending that could be a decent end if Max doesn’t renew for a third. I like being able to hold my two favorite shows next to each other and see that the two extremes of ending in an uncertain place work—for GOmens, a heart-shattering cliffhanger was absolutely the right call. For OFMD, a soft ending that can be expanded on if allowed. I love them both.

- Gonna go rewatch and then rewatch the whole season and then rewatch both seasons, excuse me.

[bengiyo]

Love Class 2 Eps 5 & 6 Stray Thoughts

Last week…I gotta be honest, besties, I’m a little foggy on this one. J-min is giving the most compelling performance that is holding my interest. Lee Hyun wrote poetry about Kim An that was pretty, and the two of them hung out on the roof after Lee Hyun learned about what happened up there before. Maru moved in with Minwoo and ate dry cereal before pouring milk into his mouth (unhinged). Minwoo kissed Maru while he was asleep. Joo Hyuk is determinedly pursuing Sung Min, but I’m not sure I’m into it.

Episode 5

You know what? I respect Joo Hyuk and Sung Min hooking up on the first date. We do not get that often enough in BL.

Well, Maru defeated the manager.

Meet the friends? I’m looking forward to this mess.

Is it just me, or are Korean chopsticks generally longer than Japanese and Chinese ones?

“They seem like best friends.” Sirs, come on.

I like Joo Hyuk. Everything he said was true and correct.

See, Minwoo? They’re great friends!

I see we’re going to have discourse over this show, too. Sigh.

Oh, it’s the weirdo from last week. What does he have on Kim An?

Minwoo and Maru are making me anxious.

Is this the guy who supposedly was pushed off the roof? He feels so sinister and possessive.

Lee Hyun said simping is a full-time job. All day, every day. Believe that.

Episode 6

I don’t know who this girl is, but I hope she doesn’t get played.

This may be unpopular, but y’all should not be feeding stray cats. They do not help control pests. All they do is kill birds, and birds help keep bug populations under control. Cats should be kept indoors if you want them to help keep pests out of your house.

Pringles seems invested in K-BL. I also noticed a can in Why R U yesterday.

I’m okay with her helping Minwoo. This could be fun.

Oh hell it’s that asshole again. We don’t even know his name, but he’s tedious.

I don’t like the implications about money being thrown around in this flashback.

Oh, nooo. They were in an orphanage together for most of their lives?

I need to learn this girl’s name because she’s amusing.

Joo Hyuk has Sung Min modeling for them a payback. I love this.

That’s right, Joo Hyuk! Make him work for it!

Lee Hyun is using all-in-one hair and body wash? Well, he is a boy I guess.

HE’S PUT HIM IN A SHIRT THAT SAYS SWTICH. I’m gonna McFuckinLoseIt!!!

Oh, now Kim An can tease him about how gay he is?? Sir, I am going to fight you.

Minwoo, can you just tell Maru what you’re feeling instead of messing with him like this?

Oh my goodness, this orphanage dude was mad about Lee Hyun when he said he didn’t want more from Kim An? This feels cruel.

Besties, I don’t know how I feel about the way the three stories happening play out with each other, but I at least appreciate that it’s coherent.

[solitaryandwandering]

TAG GAME!

This is gonna be SO embarrassing but @waitmyturtles tagged me to put my Spotify On Repeat playlist on shuffle… and I’m gonna do it. Hearing all the other songs people have shouted out has been super fun!! My taste is extremely eclectic and I jump all over the place so… we’ll see what this turns out to be!

Here’s my first 10 songs on shuffle:

1) Gasoline by KEY

This song ALWAYS gets me pumped up. Clearly I needed a lot of that recently if it’s on this playlist.

2) Kidd by SE SO NEON

I love this music video and band. So cool, such a nice sound.

3) Give Me One Reason by Tracy Chapman

Never can have enough of her!! One of my favorite artists of all time. Recently saw a drag performance of this, so glam.

4) The Con by Tegan and Sara

A classic. Saw them in concert recently, they are GREAT live. Better than in the studio honestly, oops.

5) blue blur by Ryu Matsuyama feat. mabunua

Gorgeous vibes. Pretty sure it was y’all here on Tumblr who introduced me to this song, thanks so much!!!! OLD FASHION CUPCAKE SUPREMACY!!!! That show never steers me wrong!!

6) Bad : Commentary (with Song Taejong) by So!YoON!

Lol this is a weird one. I was listening to this album in the background while doing some work since I kept focusing too much on either music or English podcasts. Figured a Korean chatty sort of thing would work since I don’t know the language haha. If anyone wants to translate what they’re saying, send it my way. Here’s the song they’re commenting on if you’re interested. I highly recommend it, actually.

7) I’ll Remember by DAY6

September was FULL of DAY6 and I did not regret one bit of it.

8) MOVE by TAEMIN

Heck yeahhh

9) Villain by KEY and JENO

For some reason I just got really back into this song last month. It’s so fun!!

10) Closer by Tegan and Sara

Quite literally the song that made me realize you could desire women. Like, carnally. I have a vivid memory of watching the music video (in class on the one computer, WHY??) and reading the lyrics and just… realizing. I knew men and women and men and men could be attracted sexually to each other but… women? It had never crossed my mind. I had been poisoned by this belief that girls who liked girls did it in a “pure” sort of way. I got excited that I was allowed to feel this way, then terrified that I… may very well feel that way. This song was quite literally my sexual awakening (and triggered quite a bit of panic and internalized homophobia). Kinda hilarious now, watching the music video back. It’s so joyful, not promiscuous at all. I was in the nascent period of questioning my sexuality, at that point wondering if I was some sort of bisexual, and this song poured fuel into the fire.

I’m terrible at tagging so consider yourself tagged if you see this!!

[puppywritesthings]

Six Sentence (Easter) Sunday

So remember the Luxx/Loosey fic I talked about? Here’s some of it.

But also some added context for no one who did modern high school theater in the States:

- The Jimmy Awards are the National High School Musical Theatre Awards that take place in NYC where they recognize talent from high school musicals. There are only two awards (Best Performance by an Actor and Best Performance by an Actress) and usually people who make it to the semifinals do well for themselves in their career.

“Ugh,” Loosey sighed, interrupting, “they misspelled my name. Again.” She complained as she flipped through the program. “How many times do they have to be told it’s L-O-O-S-E-Y, not Lucy like Ricardo.”

“At this point, you might as well ask them to change Betty Blast to Ariel Moore too.” Luxx teased, causing the entire dressing room to go quiet.  Whoever was left on wardrobe duty scurried past the actors and left, standing outside to overhear whatever actor drama was to come from it. “Come on, be honest with yourself.”

“Glad of you to bring this up on opening night. And we were having such a fun time as a cast, getting along so nicely.”

“You’re saying this as if it was some huge secret.” Isabelle added, “Girl, we all knew you’ve wanted a lead since freshman year and we all knew you’d throw a little hissy fit about it.”

“I’m not throwing a hissy fit!” Loosey stood up as some of her stage makeup smeared across her face. “When have I ever complained about not getting a lead?”

Luxx unlocked her phone and furiously scrolled through her messages. “I have receipts! Hold up, let me find them.”

“Receipts, mama…” Anetra echoed before immediately packing, heading out of the dressing room. “Also why are y’all still in costume?”

The question remained unanswered as Loosey took the rest of her makeup off, letting her face rest in the wipe a little longer than she thought. She groaned, wondering what evidence could possibly be against her.

“Okay, I guess we’re not getting Steak and Shake after this.”

“Fuck Steak and Shake!. This is more important.” Luxx said as Anetra just shrugged, exiting the dressing room with her bags in hand.

“I’ll text you and Jax to see if you still need rides, okay Marcia?”

Marcia didn’t have time to respond as Luxx finished her scrolling to the top of the cast group chat.

“Here it is,” she quoted, affecting an accent similar to Loosey’s, “‘I’m so happy to be a part of this cast. The only way it would have been better is if I was at callbacks with you all! Alas, Ms. Charles knows my typecast too well to be considered for an important part with, you know, more than seven lines. Someone has to be the comic relief, and that’s me. Can’t wait to not be in all the dance numbers! Hugs. Smiley face. Heart. Sparkles emoji.”

Loosey gasped, completely flabbergasted, “I was being genuine! Maybe you just don’t get my sense of humor. It’s called sarcasm, ever heard of it?”

“And then!” Luxx continued, “ ‘Interesting choice for Ariel, but I trust the vision?’ The fuck’s that supposed to mean?” 

“And look how that turned out. I trusted the vision, and the show’s going great!” 

“Right, because the success of this show entirely depended on your trust in it.”

“As I was saying before I was interrupted, it’s going great!  Everything’s fine. You’re getting all this praise. You’re gonna go straight to the Jimmy’s after opening night,” Loosey mocked.  “At this point, you’re gonna pull a Renee Rapp, go straight to Broadway, and then nobody hears from you until a movie adaptation of your big break gets made.”

The dressing room went silent once again.

“The way you’re trying to convince yourself you’re completely in the right is impressive,” Isabelle broke the silence. “And I envy you for that.”

[deus-ex-mona]

New Year's Festival!: Epilogue

it's all about the job

previous part (chapter 7)

It happened just after the “HoneyPre 1st Anniversary Live” had ended.

Yujiro: An offer to perform on a New Year’s variety programme came in for Aizo?

Hiyori: Yup. Plus, the producer had even personally asked for him!

Hiyori: It seems like they'd grown an interest in Shibasaki after seeing him on a talk show that you guys had been on in the past.

Yujiro: Which parts of Aizo made them take an interest in him?

Hiyori: Of course his athleticism came into play, but…

Hiyori: There’s also the fact that he’s not shy even when he’s performing with more experienced celebs, plus he’s good at asking questions that he thinks the audience would want to know the answers to.

Hiyori: They pretty much seemed to say “Just Aizo’s presence alone would liven up the show”!

Yujiro: I see.

Yujiro: (Hmm. That producer sure is perceptive.)

Yujiro: (They seem to have a pretty decent discerning eye.)

Hiyori: But, yannow…

Yujiro: What is it?

Hiyori: Shibasaki seems hesitant about accepting the offer. 

Yujiro: Huh?

Yujiro: The producer personally extended the offer to him, right? What’s there for him to even be conflicted about?

Hiyori: Yeah, the Pres is worried about him too…

Hiyori: Maybe Shibasaki’s stuck on the fact that it’s an offer for just him alone, and not an offer for “LIPxLIP”.

Hiyori: Y’all have been strongly established as princely characters when you guys work as “LIPxLIP”, but…

Hiyori: I’m pretty sure that variety programmes don’t call for such portrayals, right?

Yujiro: If the programme is set to involve sports or competitions, you’d be right.

Hiyori: Maybe he’s wondering if appearing on the variety programme all by himself would truly be beneficial for LIPxLIP.

Hiyori: So, is it really wrong for Shibasaki to be conflicted about it?

Hiyori: You and Shibasaki both have different personalities, and the things you’re good at differ too.

Hiyori: It’s great to have more job offers come in, but the kind of solo offers you accept matters as well.

Hiyori: You guys have to think about how they’ll affect LIPxLIP’s image too, don’t you?

Yujiro: Yeah, we do. But…

Hiyori: But… even with that in mind, I still think that he should accept the offer!

Hiyori: I mean, it’s a chance for Shibasaki to show off his yet-unseen charm points to a ton of people!

Yujiro: (Suzumi… said everything that I was going to say….)

Yujiro: …If you get that much, why don’t you convince Aizo to accept it?

Hiyori: That’s cuz it’s not part of my job.

Yujiro: Huh…? You’re our manager, right? Are you slacking off on the job?

Hiyori: Not at all. The Pres herself said that it’s the job of his partner, namely you, to convince him to accept it.

Hiyori: Besides… it’s not like you don’t know whose words would resonate the most out of anyone else with Shibasaki at times like this, right?

Yujiro: …

Hiyori: I leave it to you, then!

Or so Suzumi chirped as she walked away.

Yujiro: Sigh…

Yujiro: (Convincing someone is such a chore…)

Following that, Yujiro entered the lesson studio, where they were to practise their choreography for their new song. He found Aizo there, just like he thought he would be.

Aizo: Yujiro…

Yujiro: What is it?

Aizo: No, it’s nothing…

Yujiro: I see.

Without exchanging another word between them, they began to practise their dance moves independently of each other. However…

Aizo: …

Yujiro: (No matter how I look at it, Aizo… isn’t concentrating on his dancing at all.)

Yujiro: (His steps are shaky, and he’s going to fall anytime now… Just like that.)

However, just as that thought entered Yujiro’s mind—

Aizo: Whoa!

Yujiro: (He really fell down…)

Yujiro: (Geez, I guess there’s no helping him, huh.)

Yujiro heaved an exaggerated sigh and held out a hand to his slightly helpless, yet one and only, partner—